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Rose Märchen

    (30/05/2016 at 19:05)
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CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Rose Anke Märchen

Gender: Female

Age: 12

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
Aurore & Endymion Märchen  (NPC’s)

Residence:
1. Buckingham, London, The UK
2. Stuttgart, Germany

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 thank you.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Ava Adair, Elin Lundgren and Markus Lundgren

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Not even a year after the young Aurore & Endymion Märchen received their firstborn, along came another little addition to the family, this time a baby girl.
This time, the young parents compromised on the name; Aurore chose the name Rose and Endymion chose Anke. If they were expecting the baby girl to be less fussy than her one year old brother, they were soon proved wrong; little Rose was keeping her parents up at all hours well into her first year of life and had a habit of crawling off as soon as one of them turned their backs.

For as far back as she can remember, Rose recalled their family visiting their homeland; Germany. She would often reminisce about the picturesque countryside whenever the weather in London got particularly bad, the house in Stuttgart they'd stay in, the afternoons fighting playing with her brother as their parents enjoyed the vacation. Her parents made sure to teach both their children the language of their homeland, so that the generations to come would know it too.

Rose had shown her thirst for knowledge since a very young age, picking up talking and exploring anything she could get her chubby hands on. Even later in life, she would collect stacks of books in her room on all manner of subjects; from potion and charms books she couldn't use until she started Hogwarts, to muggle books on physics and technology. She'd always been rather mature for her age, preferring to spend time with adults or older children than kids her age; the only exception to this rule was Briar, but she would swear that was only because they were related and insist she couldn't stand him she is a very good liar. Perhaps it was because she came off as cold and rude, or maybe she just wasn't destined to hang out with children her age. Either way, Rose was perfectly content with the few close friends she had and the many cousins who often came to visit or were visited by her.

As soon as she learned to read, she took to books like a moth to a flame, insisting on reading volumes that were sometimes half her size. She'd rather sit in the shade with a large book than run around, but her brother always seemed to get her up and running around in no time. While she may be smart, she severely lacks in the physical skill department, having two left feet and the balance of a toddler. Any outside games often ended with her scraped or bruised sooner or later, so she tried to avoid them as much as she could, though she never could turn down a challenge.

But all of a sudden the perfect family they'd always been seemed to disappear, leaving behind something foreign and cracked. She didn't understand what had happened, why her brother suddenly locked himself off in his room or why her parents were avoiding her questions. Try as she might, she couldn't get answers. When she questioned her parents, they'd change the topic or try to sway her focus. And when Briar did once again appear in her life, any attempt to start the topic ended in anger and shouts. So Rose stopped trying.

But life stops for no one, and soon their family seemed to find a new rhythm. Their mother was suddenly home more, which meant it became a lot harder for Rose to do her 'projects' in peace. Gone were the days when she could easily do as she pleased; now she had to tread carefully as to not get caught. The space under her bed and the bottom of her closet were soon stuffed full with all manner of notebooks, little mechanical contraptions and all sorts of things that used to be strewn all over her room. The occasional bangs or smashing sounds from her room were a lot harder to explain away, too.

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:
Rose didn't hate the outdoors; really, she didn't. She thought the park was aesthetically pleasing; it generally wasn't filled with too many annoying people and the occasional walk around it did wonders to clear her head when she was having a bad day or when the weather was particularly good.

What she did not like was being forced outside when she clearly wanted to continue reading a very intriguing novel.

How was she expected to relax when all she could think about was the mystery of the novel? She had been so close to the end, only a couple of chapters until the last page, all she could think of was how the mystery will unfold and wether or not her theory proved correct. She groaned and rubbed her head; she was going to driver herself mad if she kept thinking about it. So she simply had to stop thinking about it. easier said than done.

What she needed was a distraction. She looked around for anything that might prove to be a worthwhile distraction, only to find nothing she could use. There was a swing set off to one side, but it was already occupied and she refused to do somethong so childish. There were a few people walking to and fro, but they seemed busy or absorbed in whatever they were doing. Rose sighed and leaned her head back to glare at the heavens as if they personally offended her.

She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she didn't even notice the girl until she heard her yell and jumped out of her skin. One hand on her chest, pressed against her rapidly beating heart, she turned around and stared at the girl with an indignant look.


"...Do you want to play?"

She opened her mouth to yell at the girl, but then thought better of it. It would probably seem a tad rude, and anyway, the girl might prove to be the disctraction she was looking for. So instead she gave the girl a smile and began to walk over.

"Sure, why not?"


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