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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Artie Marquis
Gender: Female twin.
Age: 11
Bloodline:Halfblood
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): Grant & Katherine Marquis (both NPCs)
Residence: Dublin, Ireland
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:Serena and Co
Biography: (100 words minimum.)The legend of Polly and Artie was simple…
They were born as twins because there was simply too much energy and mischief to fit into only one person. But their bond was so strong that at times it seemed as though they really were
one person. Identical sisters who’s lives revolved around each other and adventure.
The twins were very good at adapting. Their family took part in both muggle and wizarding branches of government. Which mean’t very little to Artie except that it meant dad wasn’t around much because he was very busy.
If anything, having a busy family only strengthened the bonds between her and her sister. One of the many great things about having a twin was that, while they shared most everything, they had different strengths and weaknesses and they were always helping each other get stronger.
Momma Marquis was always trying to tame her wild children but it just couldn’t be done.
Artie would put her skirt on and
still climb that tree. What was stopping her?
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:Artie twirled around, arms spread wide, hair flying out behind her as she spun around and around in the sunlight until she fell over into the grass. It tickled her skin and she giggled a bit as she glanced up at the sky. The clouds were
spinning, or so they seemed to be. Maybe she’d overdone the twirling around bit just a little. Oh well. Dancing clouds were fun.
As the clouds slowly stopped swirling, Artie kicked her shoes off and ran her feet over the grass, still laying on her back. She just
loved being outside. The only thing that would make this moment even better would be if her sister would show up. Which she very well could. Polly had a way of showing up at the randomist of times.
“You!”“WHAT!?” she shouted, pulling herself into a sitting position and eyeing the demanding girl who’d spoken.
“…Do you want to play?”“Oh!” Artie said, grabbing for her shoes and quickly shoving her feet into them. If the girl had a game of tag or a race in mind, Artemis certainly wasn’t going to be caught at a disadvantage, “Sure! Betcha I win though? Betcha um…” she hastily tied her laces, “12 chocolate frogs, yeah?”
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