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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Zhenya Taisia Falkov.
Gender: Female.
Age: 10.
Bloodline:Pureblood.
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): Unnamed NPC parents.
Residence: London.
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?No.
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? No.
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:Zhenya is my only character.
Biography: (100 words minimum.)Zhenya Taisia Falkov was born in Moscow, Russia to pureblood parents. An only child, Zhenya grew up having to entertain and practically teach herself as her parents were gone nearly all the time. At age 5, her parents decided to relocate to London, England to be closer to their work and for some variety in their life. Zhenya didn't fit in there, since she was from a foreign country and didn't know much at all about where she'd moved to.
Zhenya is very friendly and polite, although she can be a bit of a snob at times. She tends to think higher of herself than others, though you can blame that mindset on her parents. Zhenya seems to be very ignorant and detached from the world around her and is always in her own little bubble of thoughts. She can be angered by other people and things very easily, although her rage is always short-lived. Zhenya prefers being alone, but if she knows someone and is relaxed around them, she can hang out with them wihout any worries.
Zhenya has long, slightly wavy brown hair and ice blue eyes. She resembles her father the most. She is tall for her age - around 5'5 - and very lanky and thin as well. Zhenya doesn't look her age, but it can go either for or against her. People say she looks either younger or older than she is. Depending on her mood, she can either look innocent or very intimidating. Otherwise, her facial expression is usually completely blank.
Roleplay:Reply as your character to the following:Godric Park.
Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.
Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.
It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.
"John, I said
wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.
Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.
Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby. "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.
"...Do you want to play?"
Roleplay Response:Type your response here.Zhenya had been sitting in the sun of Godric Park for what seemed like hours. She was picking long blades of grass from the ground and attempting to tie them together into a chain, but to no avail. They kept ripping as she went to tie the knot. Pushing some hair out of her face, Zhenya dramatically threw the grass she'd picked back onto the ground.
"This is boring." The girl grumbled to herself, letting out a big sigh.
She looked up towards the sky and squinted, the rays of sun nearly blinding her. Deciding to see what was going on in the park, she finally took her first glance at the place. There were the normal people, those she saw almost every day. Then she saw three boys flying about on broomsticks, and another child who seemed to be having lots of trouble with her much smaller broom. It caused Zhenya to let out a quiet giggle, which she quickly stopped.
It took her another second or two to realize the girl was talking to her. Zhenya blinked, processing the question she was just asked.
"Uh... sure." She replied. Zhenya didn't want to be rude and say no. Besides, the girl looked like she could use some company.
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