Character Name: Zoe Blake
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Secret Phrase: Tibbles beard of power
Education: Beauxbatons
Community Applying To: (Hogesmeade, London or Elsewhere)
Hogsmeade/ Diagon Alley
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason? (family etc):
No group
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, Children's Home, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management? If yes please explain.
Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Life was most certainly not fair.
Life had been cruel for the ebony haired girl. Since the moment she graduated from. She didn’t understand why life was so complicated. She longed to feel like a child again, where everything seemed too easy and simple. But then who would run the magical world? If her father hadn’t decided to give up his job at the ministry, Zoe wouldn’t be stuck in this mess.
If her father hadn’t given up like a child, maybe she could have continued on that path she longed to take. But obviously it wasn’t meant for her. Maybe it would not have worked out. Maybe if her father kept his job, Zoe would be a worse mess.
Her family had been called the traitors to the pureblood society. But it wasn’t always like that. Actually the Blake’s where rather font of keeping their blood pure and have richly paid jobs. That’s what she was taught when she was younger. Her father had sent her to Beauxbatons because of the less amount of tainted blood. He insisted that there, she would be safer to falling for a half-blood. He was quite strict on her continuing the Blake linage. But that all changed after he had given up his job and run away with that muggle woman. Her own mother had never quite recovered from the shock and died soon afterwards.
The girl lifted her eyes from her hands at the sound of a slight chime. She had been daydreaming. Her mind had often strayed away from the parlors baby blue room and into her past. Her father often disturbed her thoughts making the girl extremely distracted. A couple of students wondered in, chatting and joking. Their laughter filled the room and Zoe found herself smiling. Setting down her china cup, the petite girl made her way to their table.
After taking the students orders (And listening to their debate about what flavor’s to choose) Zoe brought them a Sherbet lemon strawberry Sunday. One of the more normal flavors. But that was why the store was quite popular. And it was quite amusing watching the older students dare each other to try the stranger Ice-cream flavors.
But still, Zoe was never quite satisfied in working in an ice-cream parlor. She could do so much more in her life.
And that is why she decided to stray from France and into the open world.
Sample RP:
Reply as your character to the following:
It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.
The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.
Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:
"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."
She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."
To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.
It was quite strange that Zoe decided to go to the boy’s party. She hadn’t really wanted to go; after all, the boy was nothing but lousy charmers. She never believed that he could get a girlfriend. Unless he went for Amalia’s type. They where ,of course, easy for anybody to get. But Zoe was not easy. She had never been the easy type that fell in the arms of a boy after one wink.
Of course the ebony haired girl had experience with those types of boys. He days in Beauxbatons she was quite popular with them. She shook her head. But Zoe had changed, she was not like that anymore. Not after Adam had changed her. He had ripped her apart and thrown her to the dust. No, she would not fall so easily for any man.
But now she was bored. And Zoe was never good with boredom. She threw on a pretty black dress that fitted tightly around her slender figure. Her hair was done in its usual pretty black bob. It made her look older then she really was. But then was her size. She was beautiful, slender and proud. Except for her height.
Zoe was quite shorter then girls her age and was often mistaken for a student. Not that she really cared. But it would be nice not to be looked on as a child. So as she girl made her way towards the party she stopped for a moment. The night was quite beautiful. Before rushing into the party she decided to stop by a coffee shop. She thought about ordering a hot chocolate but quickly thought other of it and chose something more mature. “One coffee, black” as she was waiting for the order, a little tug pulled at the rim on her dress. Zoe turned startled, her gaze softened as she realized it was a little girl.
She listened to the girls story and smiled softly. “Oh don’t worry! You’re a brave little one, aren’t you?” She put her arm around the girl. “One hot chocolate please” She waited until she waitress supplied her with the drink and handed it to the little one. “Here you go, I’m sure that you and-” She paused thinking of the yellow creatures name, “Sambundeakin will find your mommy very quickly. Holding the little girl’s empty hand she looked around the room.
She must be here, somewhere.
