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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.Name: Apollo Marquis
Birthday: July 28th
Hometown: Dublin, Ireland
Bloodline: Halfblood
Magical Strength (pick one):Charms
Magical Weakness (pick one):Divination
Year (pick two): SECOND, third
Biography: When Apollo was born she wasn't born alone. She was born with an unbreakable bond to another, her sister Artemis. Her family was a different kind of wizarding brood, having ties to both the wizarding world and muggle one. Her father even took part in muggle government in their city at times. Gaining wealth in both worlds was not an easy task though, so sadly her father was gone over half the time. Travelling to Britain to meet with different wizarding politicians, etc.
Being a twin certainly had its upsides. Wherever Artemis failed, Apollo excelled. Wherever Apollo failed, Artemis excelled. Two peas in a pod. Their mother has tried on multiple occasions to bring them up to be ladies, but the sense of adventure that overtakes them both is certainly frowned upon. Artemis would rather trade in her dress for a pair of jeans any day.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.House Request: GRYFFINDOR
Personality:With the name Apollo she brings the sunshine wherever she goes. She always carries a smile even when shes down. The go getter. Very ambitious, yet impulsive. Loud and always tries to get the last word in. Most say she is obnoxious. Her twin is her other half. Shes isnt the brightest when it comes to studying, but when it comes to physical activities she is a force to be reckoned with.
Appearance:Dark brown hair with dark brown eyes. Sunkissed skin that radiates a glow of youth. She walks with her head up and with confidence. She is on the lean side when it comes to her stature.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.Option 2:That rat of his was in for it now.
The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.
Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.
Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.
Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.
The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.
As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.
"You blasted rat! Where are you?"
He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.
Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.
Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."
REPLYArtie was going to be in big trouble. Polly had let her borrow her potions textbook after her twins experiment with a love potion went wrong. Now she was looking through the garden trying to find it.
What was her twin doing in the garden anyways? Kicking the dirt she noticed something grey moving around in the brambles. As she got closer it quickly escaped her grasp.
Polly loved taking in stray animals.
Just then she heard foot steps approaching and instead of chasing after the little beast of a thing she decided to play it off cool..
But her playing it off cool was pretty much the opposite, especially when there was a cute boy involved.
"Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."With wide eyes she looked down at her feet. She normally wasn't shy. "Polite isnt what I'm good at." She said as she tried to figure a way out of the flower bed she was currently in.
Just then her foot caught onto a vine, or rather the vine caught onto her.. You never knew with these magical beast of plants. It sent her tumbling onto the hard pavement, a slew of words no twelve year old should know spilling out of her mouth.
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