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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Faye Covington
« on: 10/08/2021 at 02:43 »
I'd like her to currently be 25, so the birth year of 1937. Thank you! <3

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Elsewhere Accepted / Faye Covington
« on: 14/07/2021 at 21:20 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Faye Louise Covington
Gender: Female
Age: 25 - 9 November 1938
Blood Status: Halfblood

Education:
Hogwarts, 1956 - Hufflepuff House

Residence:
Hogsmeade, Scotland

Occupation
Entertainer at the Moth’s Light

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
No

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Exceptional Levels special request form here.

  • Charms: 9
  • Divination: 10
  • Transfiguration: 7
  • Summoning: 6
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:
Bailey and Scarlet McCormick, Ella Mertz, and Lincoln Reese.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
There had never been a dull moment when in the life of Faye Louise Covington.

One of twelve children, she had been the fifth born to a poverty stricken muggle mother. By the time Faye had been born, her father had been deceased for three months. Edward had worked for the Ministry,  in the Beast Division of the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. He had enjoyed his dangerous work of dealing with exotic creatures, and unfortunately, it eventually cost his life. Lorraine had a very hard time dealing with her husband’s death, and couldn’t cope in the healthiest of ways.

Charles had been a close friend of the family, having worked with her father for many years. It seemed as if her mum had chosen him as her quick fix to happiness again. The pair went on to conceive five more children in the time as Faye received her Hogwarts letter. Finally being able to join her older siblings at the school was something she had been looking forward to since she was a young child. They had always brought home tales of magic and friends and feasts. It was her turn to finally experience the wonders of Hogwarts.

Wide-eyed she went, naive at heart, desperate for a change. Their old house hardly fit all fourteen people, let alone comfortably, even with the help of magic. Strict rules kept the girl  feeling caged, unable to be free and her own person as she grew older. But Hufflepuff brought her friends, laughter, and lessons learned together. She rarely wanted to leave for the holidays, but had done as she was told.

Life had been hard, but she didn’t tell anyone of the problems at home. Hogwarts was a fairytale and she wanted to keep it that way. And it worked until graduation where she was kicked out of her home as more children began to arrive, and the eldest children were expected to help provide. She refused to help pay for kids that weren’t hers so she was thrown out in the streets of London.

It didn’t take long for her to find odds jobs, seeking out ways to provide for herself. Hogwarts had been a safe place so Faye found a small cottage in the Hogsmeade area one year after fending for herself. She went back and forth between there and London, finding job singing, bartending, or waitressing.


Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
Christmas was her most favorite time of the year, despite the strain on her family’s relationship. She loved the trees, the snow, and the gift giving. Even the shiny bulbs were enough to get her excited for the holiday. Last year, she tried to lace her towering tree with popcorn but it didn’t work out as planned, and the woman just ended up eating it.

So when it began to snow, Faye wasn’t the least bit upset by the change. She welcomed it, infact. What she hadn’t welcomed was being hit in the backside with a box, causing her slip and fall onto the stone ground. Surely, she looked silly, sitting up with tinsel strung over her head.

“Oi, mate,” she started before her gaze settled onto the older, apologetic man. Then a laugh erupted before she gently moved the tinsel. “It’s okay. Let’s get this cleaned up.”


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