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Archived Applications / Hana Sato
« on: 03/04/2015 at 11:34 »
Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Hana Sato
Birthday: 1 January 1930
Hometown: Yamagata, Japan
Bloodline: Muggleborn
Magical Strength (pick one): Divination
Magical Weakness (pick one): Charms
Year (pick two): Fourth, Third
Biography:
Youko Tachibana was born in a family already cracking under the suspicion of infidelity. Her parents were already in their mid-thirties and their only child, Youko’s older sister, was already thirteen years old; none of them had foreseen Youko coming into the family, or had planned on it.
Her birth was not met well by her mother, whereas her father and her older sister were more positive, doting on her as much as they could, to keep the family together.
However, when Youko was two years old, things took a turn for the worst when her father was caught red-handed, cheating on her mother with another man. Poor Youko had all the love and affection ripped from her, and she, in her two years of age, didn’t know why.
When she turned six, all she knew was that her family wasn’t like the families of her schoolmates, and that she needed a new family. So, of course, her family needed to disappear.
On the 31st of December 1974, New Year’s Eve, the whole family, with the parents already going through a rough divorce and their teenaged eldest daughter hating everything and everyone (with the sole exception of her mother), gathered together with forced cordiality, broken when the father brought his boyfriend along.
Youko, poised at the head of the table with her birthday cake in front of her, clutched at the tiny teddy bear her father had given her when she was small. Little six-year-old Youko eyed at the flickering flame of the candle, closed her eyes, and wished for everyone to disappear, so she could find herself a new, better family.
When she took a breath and blew out the candle, she felt that something had changed – was changing. When she opened her eyes, she was sitting in the middle of a field, alone.
A broad smile pulled at her lips, but it was eclipsed by the fact that she was a) hungry, b) didn’t get to have cake, and c) had no idea if where she was had a comfortable bed or not.
And so, Youko cried.
And that started her family-searching adventures, with lying, deceit, and manipulation.
The first new family she’d found was an elderly couple, and she’d introduced herself as Yuuki. Apparently, it was their field she was on, and they’d heard her cries from their house. It was good, for a while. There were delicious food, a comfortable bed, plenty of climbable trees, and nice neighbourhood kids to play with. After a year, she got bored of the countryside, and plotted to run away by getting a ‘letter’ from her ‘younger sister’ about her ‘family’s’ whereabouts. The elderly couple were sad to see her go. She left, waving to them from the train, and wiping crocodile tears from her eyes.
The second new family she’d found was a young woman and her puppy, and she’d introduced herself as Ayako. She’d met the woman at the train station where one of the neighbourhood teens from the countryside had dropped her off at and she had left the teen in a rush (presumably in excitement to meet up with her ‘family’). It was good, for a while. There was the puppy, for one. And for another, her house was quite spacious and comfortable, and the woman cooked well. After almost a year, the woman announced she was going to Germany to stop her brother from becoming a soldier. She had not foreseen this and, panicked, she had clung onto the woman and begged, plead, and cried to bring her along. After a short while, the woman acquiesced, and they set off for Germany. However, when the woman hadn’t returned to the house they were staying there at for a few days, she got bored and ran away without another trace.
The third new family she’d found was that of a girl her age with the blue eyes, and she’d introduced herself as Aoi. They met when she was hiding in an alleyway, wary and a bit scared of the soldiers prowling about, and she’d cried quietly in the hopes that it might attract the attention of someone kindhearted, and with good food and a nice bed. She got her wish, and along with it came her first crush on the girl, Ava. It was good, for a while. The rations made her irritated but Ava was always so pretty to look at that she let it go for a while. She’d tried running away after a year, but Ava had found her, and she found the girl’s worried crying tiresome, and so she stayed for a bit longer, subtlety playing pranks on Ava, who, in her credit, thought they were quite amusing as well. After another year, her saving grace came in the form of Ava’s father, a highly patriotic German man who saw anyone non-German as the opposition. Once he’d seen her, he kicked her out of his house, and, Ava, tearfully bid her goodbye with a map to the harbour and a chaste kiss. She had stroked Ava’s cheek, softly, whispered sweet nothings, and, finally, fled.
The fourth new relation – as she refuses to call it a ‘family’ – was with a German refugee, and she’d introduced herself as Hinata. She’d met him at the harbour, when he was about to go off to England, and he’d taken her under his wing. It was horrible. The food was scarce, the house was leaking, and the blanket they had to share was scratchy. And that was only the half of it! Needless to say, it was a blip on her otherwise flawless record (or so she liked to think) and she left after only a month and a half.
Incensed that she had made the wrong choice, but grateful it was over, she’d decided to go to an orphanage instead of looking for a new family herself. That lasted for only a year, again, when she’d discovered that, apparently, the orphanage was located in a magical village called Hogsmeade. She disliked being frequently on edge (though fleetingly) about the magic around her, so she turned her back on the magic community and returned to the nonmagical one.
The fifth new family was that of a girl her age with the bluest eyes she’d ever seen, and she’d introduced herself as Mei. She’d met the girl at a train station, and she was happy to discover that the girl was from a rich family. She wasn’t happy, however, when the girl presented her to the parents as the girl’s new personal maid. She brushed it off for a while, amused at this ‘maid game’ she’d found herself in. However, a year of being ordered around and running in heels had only led her to discover three things: 1) she disliked being ordered around, even by pretty girls with blue eyes, 2) running in heels would probably be a fairly useful skill she could use in the future, and 3) she was bored with the maid game already. She had decided to run away, but not before playing a prank on her ‘mistress.’ This backfired on her, though, when she was punished by the girl’s parents, and, after getting bored in the few months of her punishment, she begged, pleaded, and cried for the girl’s forgiveness, which was readily given through a smug smirk. She played a prank on the whole family that night, and ran away without a backwards glance or a hint of where she’d go.
The sixth new family was a group of young street children, and she’d introduced herself as Rei. She’d met the children when she was living in the streets, bored and hungry, and the much younger ones had been kind – and gullible – enough to share their food with her (which, they’d assured her, wasn’t from the trash bins). She’d soon gained their trust and respect when she’d told them a way to get plenty of free, delicious food, by sneaking into the houses of the middle class during air raids (she was confident enough in her magic to protect her from the air raids, anyway).
However, after a year with the street children, she’d bumped into the German refugee again. In a rush of panic and fear, she’d ran from him, and somehow managed to find herself in the magical community yet again. She’d shrugged it off and turned her back on her street child lifestyle, opting to learn more about her magic instead and regain that respect she’d earned from the street children.
If she couldn’t find a new family that would shower her with love, affection, and gifts, then she’d earn everyone’s respect instead.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Slytherin
Cunning, ambitious, and definitely not afraid to get what she wants through whatever means possible, I think Hana would fit in quite nicely in Slytherin. Her loyalty and hardwork can only be attained if she thinks she has something to gain from it. She's definitely precocious, but she doesn't have much interest in scholarly learnings, unless it helped her in her goals. And while she's brave and impulsive, she'd much quickly turn tail and run if things turn sour (but she would show a bit of chivalry if it would work in her favor too).
Personality: Hana could most probably be diagnosed with sociopathy - but since that's not an accepted term anymore, it would have to be psychopathy. However, her streak of uncaring for others' emotions has more to do with whether or not they would give her love, and she'd more likely just cut all ties and leave than actually end someone (too messy for her tastes, though the thought had never crossed her mind, anyway).
She's quite delusional in regards to her magical power, as well, thinking she's powerful enough to make people (and even whole buildings and towns) disappear, and that she can travel back in time, but that she doesn't yet have the skill to tap into it again, but she's confident enough in herself that she could.
She still experiences emotions, however only fleetingly, but to an intense degree - as such, anything that sparks her happiness is addicting, and anything that sparks her boredom is quickly dropped, and the only things that spark her interest are usually (cute) blue-eyed girls, puppies, and people who don't fall for her charms easily. She likes a challenge, but even that can get boring after a while.
She's actually an incredibly lonely girl, though she has managed to hide it successfully for years.
Appearance: Petite, short black hair, dark brown eyes, and a bright, charming smile, she's your usual kawaii Japanese girl, quite often found in a simple dress (which she'd probably stolen before), or a more practical t-shirt and shorts (which she'd also probably stolen before), or huddled in a big coat with a fur-lined hood in the winter (which the street children had previously stolen for her, as a gift).
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.
Option 2
This castle was fascinating. She wondered how much it would cost.
Or maybe she could just build herself her own castle, or have someone else build it for her (under her watch, of course).
“Hey!”
Someone was yelling in the corridors, and, interest piqued, she turned to look at who the yeller was, and who they were pursuing.
“Wait up! It’s for the paper!”
Apparently, the yeller was a reporter, the one who kept misquoting people, and the one she was pursuing was – her. She looked away, interest gone in a puff, and walked on, pretending not to have heard the other girl. Now, on the subject of castles, hers would have to be much bigger and more fascinating than Hogwarts, of course –
“What do you think about serving frog legs at lunch? Some say it’s a delicacy, but others think it’s plain gross.”
Miss Reporter was still after her, apparently. And talking about a food called frog’s legs. She’d unknowingly eaten some, before, when she was six, and they were surprisingly good. With full intent to give a quick answer, she looked over at the girl and opened her mouth –
She blinked.
The girl had such blue eyes.
A small smile pulled at her lips, bright and pretty, and she stopped walking to give the other girl her full attention.
“I have no comment on the frog’s legs.”
She tilted her head, feigning curiosity, eyes bright. “How would that quote turn out when you write it, I wonder? It must be quite interesting, ne?”
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