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Elsewhere Accepted / Elsewhere Child || Delia Birmingham
« on: 02/06/2015 at 19:52 »
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Character Name: Delia Birmingham

Gender: Female

Age: 9

Bloodline: Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):  Her parents, Elena and George, are not currently played characters.

Residence: She lives with her family in a modestly sized home near Hogsmeade.

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)? Delia would’ve gone to the daycare as a young child, though currently she would attend an ordinary school. She spends quite a bit of time at Godric Park with her sister and friends.

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
I have no other characters on this site.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Delia Birmingham was born as one of the twin daughters of Elena and George Birmingham. The couple met during their time at Hogwarts, began dating in their seventh year, and was married when they were 22 years old. Delia and her twin, Delilah, were strong and healthy.

Delia was a happy toddler. She played often at the playground (her favorite was the swing set) and enjoyed making friends at the daycare. Although they were often dressed the same, Delia and Delilah were very different little girls. Delia was always more outgoing where Delilah was shy, more silly where Delilah was quiet, and more curious where Delilah was willing to stay put. It stayed the same when they grew older.

Delia showed her first sign of magic when she was 7 years of age. She was playing in their front yard while her mom planted some fresh seeds from The Flowering Pot. Delia saw the small little seeds, put one in her hand, and made a stem start to grow a tiny bit from it. Her parents were excited for her to be a witch, but Delilah was a teensy-tiny bit jealous that Delia was first. All was well, though, a few weeks later when Delilah turned water into rum, but her parents weren’t quite as pleased about this showing of powers.

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:
Delia turned when the little girl asked if she wanted to play. At first, Delia was turned away by the girl’s sharp tone. It was not exactly . . . friendly. Then, when she asked softly, Delia felt a bit more willing to the idea. It would be nice, of course, to make a new friend, and it was always good to play with other nice people. So, she walked over to where the little girl was standing.

“Well, what did you have in mind?” Delia asked.

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