Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Lilith Roberts

Gender: Female

Age: 11

Bloodline: Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
No

Residence:
Godrics Hollow

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

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
n/a

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Lilith was a very inquisitive child by nature, and was the one who always asked "why?" Why this?  Why that?  She started reading simple words by the age of four, and although she knew how to walk, preferred to stay still. She was a very patient child.  Her parents were Muggle-lovers by nature and successful aurors by trade. She also helped take care of her little cousin in whatever ways she could. She spent a lot of time with her dad, who would often color with her, and taught her how to sound out more complex words and be a normal child.  But that wasnt enough.  Both parents tried to get Lilith to be more active, but they had little luck for a long time. Baseball was the only thing she could play.  They finally almost gave in after an incident that left Lilith with a scar on her right knee, and a broken bike. Her cousin Brittney had been a year old, and Lilith was now four. The crash itself wasn't as bad as the landing. She had managed to tip the bike over, and had landed on a razor sharp shard of glass. Damn it hurt like heck.  The bike was fine until it was run over by the neighbor. Why did she do that?  It broke her poor little heart.  It wasn't until a close family friend suggested swimming that they regained hope for sports. Lilith instantly loved the water, and was swimming well in what seemed like no time. She loved aquafit and the idea of exercise in the water.  Like wow!  Even young Brittney enjoyed playing in her floaties with her mom.  At the age of six, Lilith met some of the other children on the block. She had seen them before, but it was at a summer block party that she really met everyone. She had sat in the corner for a majority of the party, reading her book and drinking lemonade, until another young girl had walked up. She was a wallflower like her.  She had introduced herself as Katie, and started talking. At first Lilith was nervous. And then they became fast friends.  It was her first time meeting someone her age, and she wasn't very good at introductions. Finally the girl had paused to ask Lilith a little about herself. After Lilith finished, the two talked about what they liked to do, and simple things that children usually talk about.  And then Lilith found out that she was a witch.

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:
The park.  It was a beautiful day for a stroll.  The trees were a lovely blue-green.  The sky a bright blue.  Then she saw something.  Quidditch?  Was that what it was?  And then there was this girl.  Lilith watched the people on broomsticks in awe.  She didnt recognize her.  What was the girl doing anyways?  Gentle.  And then she threw the broom.  Hard.  Lilith was one inquisitive girl.  But there was a lot of witches and wizards in Godric Park.  More than what someone would see in a normal park.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Emma Jones

Gender: Female

Age: 11

Bloodline: Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
No

Residence:
Godrics Hollow

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

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
n/a

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Emma was a very inquisitive child by nature, and was the one who always asked "why?" She started reading simple words by the age of four, and although she knew how to walk, preferred to stay still. Her parents were Muggle-lovers by nature and successful aurors. She also helped take care of her little cousin in whatever ways she could. She spent a lot of time with her dad, who would often color with her, and taught her how to sound out more complex words. Both parents tried to get Emma to be more active, but they had little luck for a long time. They finally almost gave in after an incident that left Emma with a scar on her right knee, and a broken bike. Her cousin Brittney had been a year old, and Emma was now four. The crash itself wasn't as bad as the landing. She had managed to tip the bike over, and had landed on a razor sharp shard of glass. The bike was fine until it was run over by the neighbor. It wasn't until a close family friend suggested swimming that they regained hope for sports. Emma instantly loved the water, and was swimming well in what seemed like no time. Even young Brittney enjoyed playing in her floaties with her mom.At the age of six, Emma met some of the other children on the block. She had seen them before, but it was at a summer block party that she really met everyone. She had sat in the corner for a majority of the party, reading her book and drinking lemonade, until another young girl had walked up. She had introduced herself as Katie, and started talking. At first Emma was nervous. It was her first time meeting someone her age, and she wasn't very good at introductions. Finally the girl had paused to ask Emma a little about herself. After Emma finished, the two talked about what they liked to do, and simple things that children usually talk about.

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:
How Emma loved going to the park.

Why did the weather have to be so bleak?  And then she saw the brooms.  Why did they have to do this in pain sight of Muggles?

Then there was a tinier broomstick.  With no one on it?  How awkward!

What was going on?  She ran and tried to stop the broom.

The little girl was clearly in a hurry.  But for what?

And then she was safe.  PHEW.  Emma thought she would walk away.  Then she looked at her watch.  BLIMEY.  It's past curfew.

He was mean alright.  And then she watched from a distance while the little girl asked him to play.  WOW.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name- Emma Jones

Gender- Female

Age- 11

Bloodline- Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?)- Adalia and Ethan could both see already that Emma was going to be a very hyperactive child. From a very young age, she was already practically bouncing off the walls. Emma absolutely loved anything that she could chew on, and was very big on the idea of drooling. Even though she was a handful to keep track of, Ethan and Adalia were both just glad they could share the joy of raising a child together. Nothing could compare to the joy they felt when they looked at her tender face. They thought she was the cutest baby in history!

When Emma grew a little bit older, strange things started happening. For example, when she was very young, Emma got enraged at the fact that her mother was not letting her do whatever she wanted, so the rug folded up suddenly, causing her mother to trip. Adalia and Ethan already knew what this meant; she was becoming magical. They were excited for this, but, it was expected. Emma was a very upbeat child with many, many things to talk about. She was very bubbly and random. Growing up, Emma was a bit spoiled, as she was an only child. She always had the finest of things, and this trained her to accept no less. Ethan and Adalia realized that they had to begin to be more strict on their child if they did not want her growing into someone that that knew she would not be otherwise. They cut off privileges when she acted up, and this made sure that she was not too little miss prissy. Emma grew into a warm, caring, loving child. She was exactly like Adalia and Ethan had intended her to be. She was also very sweet and helpful. This phase only lasted for about a year, though. She came back with a personality stronger than ever. She was bold, brave, and bright. Often times, she would refuse things, and most of the time she would get punished and up doing them anyway. She was growing into a very brave little girl.

Emma would often find herself getting into trouble or creating a ruckus, whether it be playing a prank on one of her parents or just simply disobeying. They could never get her to cooperate, at least not that easy. She would cooperate at times, but often, it was not of her own free will. She was a rebellious child, for the most part. There would be times where she would become more calm and collected if there was something in it for her, as she could be a little bit selfish as a child.

Residence- Maine

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?- Hogsmeade.

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?- n/a.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site- n/a.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)- As stated, her eyes are a very bright blue, if not almost gray. She has thick, blonde hair which is silky soft. Her hair is extremely wavy. Some would even say it is curly. She loves her hair and continuously plays with it. She loves to put on makeup, not because she does not like the way she looks, but because she thinks it is fun to experiment with it.

Emma has a slender build, although she has a healthy amount of curves for her age. Her bust is a bit larger than average, but not so much that it draws attention. Her jawline is noticeably out there. She has clear skin with little blemishes, even though she is definitely not perfect. Her cheeks are only the slightest bit chubby, making the rest of her facial features look smaller. She is very pale despite her attempts to be tan. Her lips are especially thick, although she would like them to be a bit thinner. Her teeth are big, white, and straight. She has very good dental hygiene. She has got a heart shaped face with a long, skinny nose. She has a long neck and very defined collar bones, which she is proud of. She has little, pointy ears although they are typically hidden by her hair.

Her legs are slightly longer than her torso, although she believes this is an advantage. The bottom portion of her legs is a little bit longer than the top part, making her thighs the tiniest bit thicker. Her arms are a little bit short, much to her dismay. She has small, dainty hands with longish fingers. She likes to keep her nails long and in good shape, or it drives her crazy having to look at them. Because she keeps her body in good shape, her stomach is remarkably flat. Emma is proud of the condition that she keeps her body in.

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- She loved Godric park.  She looked up at the sky and said to herself, "Wow this is gonna be a beautiful day."  She then looked up and saw the quidditch players doing what they did best- playing quidditch.

Then she saw the broomstick.

She watched it drag along with the little steam engine.  Then she saw the little girl.  Why would she do this?

She was trying to catch up to her brother.  She ran up to them.  She said, "Do you guys need help?"

The girl stood up and nodded.  "Is ithat a toy broom?  You should think of getting a new one, Jane."

She just wanted to play... Why was her brother so selfish?