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Archived Applications / Margaux Hartley - Prof App
« on: 10/04/2019 at 03:10 »


CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character name: Margaux Hartley

Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: Circe&Co

Character age: 29

Character education: Hogwarts - Slytherin

Strength and weaknesses (details please): Margaux’s strength is her perseverance and her belief that everything is obtainable if you work hard enough for it. She started her own business making clothes after getting married and having three kids. Her husband wasn’t pleased, but she stuck to her guns and now she’s successful in her own right and not because of her father or husbands money.

Her weakness is her prejudice against mudbloods. She doesn’t believe that they should have a place among purebloods, but she doesn’t let that part be known. Her best friend is a halfblood though which makes it hard to actually find any base for her prejudice.

Physical description: Long brown hair with doe brown eyes. Slender, but petite. She stands around 5’5” and has delicate features.

Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.):  Some would say nice, some would say rude. She normally says what’s on her mind if something doesn’t quite look or seem right. She can be cold when warranted. Through the icy exterior though is a loyal, protective, loving woman who cares way too much about the people in her life.

Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: In her mind she’s pretty much done what she originally set out to do, so now to mold the minds of the society of the future. To teach them to believe in themselves and work for what they believe in.

Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.): Margaux Hartley was born Margaux De La Roche on October 31st. It wasn’t pretty a pretty birth by any means. Her mother was killed in the process and her father never let her live it down. In her younger years she was raised by a nanny and was brought tutor after tutor, not allowed to go to a regular school.

The homeschooling lead her to what she was passionate about though. She loved making clothes. On nights her father was gone on business she would put on a fashion show for the house staff. Her father approved of sewing, but he didn’t approve of wanting to make a business out of it. She was a lady and apparently ladies don’t do anything besides tend to their husbands and kids. Try telling her that now and she would tell you off probably.


When she was ten years old her father moved her family from Paris to London. The family business was expanding and her father was expected to oversee it. That’s when she received her letter for Hogwarts. Her father originally wanted the young girl to go to Beauxbatons, but he didn’t want to be too far away either. So he finally gave in and the following term she attended the school where she met the love of her life, her best friend, and made great memories in between.


She met Sebastian Hartley at her first opening feast. He was a year older, but that didn’t keep him from picking on the younger girls. For some reason she had been saved from his teasing though. Later that year they stayed at the castle while everyone left for Christmas. After that they were best friends. She watched as he lead girls on just to dump them. He watched as she did the same thing with guys. It wasn’t until they were done with school that they had found their true love for eachother. Now they have one boy and a twin set of girls.

Serena Rose was a different story altogether. They met their 5th year when Serena was the new girl. Gryffindor, but at least she was fun and not such a buzzkill. It was actually in a game of spin the bottle that their fate was signed, and after that night they were each others go tos. They still are.

After marriage life took its toll and the only solace she found was in her kids and in her passion. She started designing clothes and after some prying from Serena she actually started selling items. To her surprise it actually boomed. Growing up all she wanted to be was a fashion designer. She would study muggle designers, hiding the magazines from her father. It was her destiny. The business practically runs itself now though. Now it’s time to shape the future.

SAMPLE ROLEPLAY
(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.)

It was the largest office in Hogwarts and, perhaps to students and newcomers, the most intimidating. The shelves were filled with various odds and ends, with a place of honor for the Sorting Hat, and the walls held all the portraits of past Headmasters and Headmistresses.

In the middle of the room sat a large desk. Everything was in order, for the current occupant had always despised a messy desk. It was the sign of a messy mind, and she had always favored neatness.

A clock sat on the desk, which currently showed the time to be 2:05. The meeting was supposed to begin at 2:00 precisely.

Along with order, Anneka valued punctuality. She was a very busy woman these days. Even during the summer, she had a number of matters to attend to. Interviewing and hiring staff was only of those matters. The newest potential member of her staff wasn't making a good impression.

She paced the room, black heels clicking against the stone floor. When the door finally opened, Anneka turned, her expression reminiscent of a Russian winter. "You are late."

Explain yourself was what her face said.

Roleplay Response:

Margaux  was late. It normally wasn't like her, but between the nanny getting sick and her husband being incompetent there she was flying down the corridor. The clicking sound of her heels echoed through the walls as she rushed to the headmistresses office. A worried look crossed her face as she looked at the watch on her wrist and pushed faster.

This was probably what her interns were like when they were late. Nervous, sweaty, rushing... Although she doubt the headmistress would do what she normally did. Educators had to have patience. At least that seemed to be the case when she was in the castle.

She was relieved when she saw the door. Although it brought back memories of her and Serena getting into trouble back in the day. If it wasn't for her best friend talking her into it though she probably wouldn't have applied. She had her business affairs in order though and her lead designer was wonderful. Her company was in good hands and she could always return during the days she didn't have class if need be.

When she got to the door she took a moment to compose herself. She straightened out her shirt, patted her dewy forehead with her handkerchief, and smoothed down her hair. First impressions were everything, and even though she was still late she hoped she was able to salvage hers.

She walked in to a woman who portrayed the type of ice queen vibe that Margaux dreamed of.

"You are late."

Margaux nodded. "I apologize for the inconvenience. " She said as she brought a smile to her face. "I don't like excuses though so therefore I have none either." Hopefully the headmistress would respect that. People didn't like excuses until it was them that needed the excuse... Margaux didn't excuse herself though. She held herself to even higher standards than she held anyone else.


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Archived Applications / Circe Blackwood - Reapp
« on: 31/08/2017 at 21:02 »

Application for Hogwarts School




→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Circe Blackwood

Birthday: September 19, 1935

Hometown: London, England

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination (seer already approved)

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two): 5th (cause she was home schooled her 4th), 6th

Biography:       Circe doesn't remember much about her past before she came to live with the Mumfords at the age of six. Her life since then had been grand though. The Mumfords supplied her with the best of everything while growing up in their home from schooling to clothes.
      The Mumfords are an aristocratic, muggle family in London, England. They had one child who had passed away years before they had taken Circe in, which is why they were so open to the fragile little thing when they spotted her, all dirty and dingy, in an alley as they were taking a walk. She was sobbing, clothes too big for her frail little body, with a dirt covered face. It took a bit of coaxing, but soon she was part of their family.
      She didn't have a lot of friends though. They would all call her freak or other mean names. The reason for all of this is because when she was around and got mad, sad, and sometimes excited weird things would happen. She couldn't help it though.

Hogwarts opened up a whole new world of possibilities for her.  Sorted into the Slytherin house, she found her voice.

Her first two years were a struggle. She thought that she was a muggleborn until halfway through her first year Professor Greenwood told her the truth. She had been lost to the muggle world after an accident involving her parents lead to their deaths. She was a pureblood. She was also raised by muggles. Where did she fit in? Her second year was probably the most difficult though. Every time she touched something a pain would shoot through her hand if she refused to draw. Then one of her drawings came true..

She was a seer. A bigger freak. Another secret on top of the rest.

Her 3rd year was better. She decided she didn’t care what bloodstatus she was. She was practically royalty in the halls of Hogwarts. Who cared if her subjects feared her? They were hers to rule. And she made the most of it.

4th year her aunt had kept her from the castle.  Little did she know that she would find even more of herself. She even had a run in with Calypso Ross. Now shes coming back to the castle with a vengeance.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: Slytherin (that’s what she was her 1st-3rd years)

Personality: Very ambitious. She doesn’t take no for an answer. She keeps a lot of secrets and its very hard for her to trust people. Seemingly very cold on the outside, she’s very warm once people get to know her and she’s decided that they can be part of her group. So far that’s only been with two people though.

Appearance: Blonde (sometimes pink) hair. She stands about 4’9” and she’s very skinny, but accentuates to look like more. Her blue eyes and pale (unless its right after summer) skin match her platinum hair.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.
      Circe had  had a long day and she wasn't quite sure what had made it so. All she knew was that it was time for her to relax. After she grabbed her bag with heart supplies, she kissed her sleeping black cat, Luna, and made her exit hoping nobody would spot her. She didn't really feel like talking at this exact moment. Nobody spotted her slipping out into the Hogwarts corridor as she made her way to her favorite place.
      Her favorite place to be alone was in the dungeons. Hardly anybody came down there, and as a matter of fact she had never seen anybody down there before. She walked along the musty corridor to her favorite spot. She slipped through the arch way and sat where she could see the moon through the barred hole in the wall. It was crescent tonight, which was actually her favorite type of moon. It matched the necklace she wore, which she had before she could even remember.
      She start looking through her bag, and finally pulled out her sketchpad and charcoal pencil. Looking at the moon she started tapping her pencil against the page, thinking. She was thinking about her life, and how it was simply amazing. She couldn't be happier.
      She stopped suddenly as she heard a whisper. Then she heard a girl speak louder. She slowly stood up and walked to the archway to peek down the corridor. She could see the girl was around her age, a d definitely scared.
      "There's no need to be scared." Circe said as she walked out of the archway into the view of the girl with a smile on her face. "And as far as I know there is no Emma Birch down here. Just me. My name is Circe."



→ ABOUT YOU.

Please list any characters you have on the site (current and previous):
Circe & Co
How did you find us?:
Google

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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Rosie Blackwood | Elsewhere Adult
« on: 28/06/2016 at 03:17 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Rosie Blackwood
Gender: Female
Age: 35
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Hogwarts-Hufflepuff 27'

Residence:
Hogsmeade

Occupation
Heiress

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?
Nopers (:

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 Special Request form here.

  • Charms: 8
  • Divination: 10
  • Transfiguration: 7
  • Summoning: 7
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
I don't know if this applies, but aunt to Circe Blackwood.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Circe Blackwood

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Rosie grew up in a good pureblood home. She's kind of eccentric though. She had a baby out of wedlock when she was 21, and after her brother got murdered and her niece went missing she sort of went a little bonkers. Her eldest brother signed over most of the family inheritance to her so she wouldn't have to worry about working. She resurfaced because of a letter she had gotten about her missing niece.

Her childhood was an easy one. She grew up as the youngest child and the only girl in her family. She was the special one out of the kids. Always happy. No matter what happened she was always smiling.

She had a baby girl out of wedlock with the love of her life. He went missing shortly after the birth of the baby. Mostly she thinks he ran away. Scared of her family and his. They were a disgrace, but she didn't mind. She got her little girl from the whole ordeal.

Her brother Jonathon had gotten murdered in 1939, the aurors couldn't find her niece after either. Most likely due to the influx of orphans. She wasn't sure what had caused it but they had came in one big wave. She went a little crazy after that living in her own reality.


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:
Type your response here.

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Archived Applications / Circe Blackwood
« on: 24/04/2016 at 12:58 »
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Circe Blackwood

Birthday: 09-19-1935

Hometown: London, England

Bloodline: Unknown

Magical Strength: Transfiguration

Magical Weakness: Charms

Year: 1st year (preferred), 2nd year

Biography:
      Circe doesn't remember much about her past before she came to live with the Mumfords at the age of six. Her life since then had been grand though. The Mumfords supplied her with the best of everything while growing up in their home from schooling to clothes.
      The Mumfords are an aristocratic, muggle family in London, England. They had one child who had passed away years before they had taken Circe in, which is why they were so open to the fragile little thing when they spotted her, all dirty and dingy, in an alley as they were taking a walk. She was sobbing, clothes too big for her frail little body, with a dirt covered face. It took a bit of coaxing, but soon she was part of their family.
      She didn't have a lot of friends though. They would all call her freak or other mean names. The reason for all of this is because when shewas around and got mad, sad, and sometimes excited weird things would happen. She couldn't help it though.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.

House Request: Slytherin

Personality:
      Circe has a very cunning, sly persona. You might always feel like she's up to something, because most of the times he is. She fears of being a disappointment to those closest to her though. She prefers winter to summer, and night to daylight. She sees more beauty in those things rather than the times that everything can thrive.


Appearance:
      Circe is short for her age, measuring in about two inches shorter than average at four feet five inches. She has long, curly, silvery locks cascading down her back to the edge of her waist. She has pale skin, and dark eyes. She looks absolutely fragile, but don't let that fool you. She has as thin, petite frame that hasn't started to fill out yet.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
(Option 1)
      Circe had, had a long day and she wasn't quite sure what had made it so. All she knew was that it was time for her to relax. After she grabbed her bag with heart supplies, she kissed her sleeping black cat, Luna, and made her exit hoping nobody would spot her. She didn't really feel liketalkkng at this exact moment. Nobody spotted her slipping out into the Hogwarts corridor as she made her way to her favorite place.
      Her favorite place to be alone was in the dungeons. Hardly anybody came down there, and as a matter of fact she had never seen anybody down there before. She walked along the musty corridor to her favorite spot. She slipped through the arch way and sat where she could see the moon through the barred hole in the wall. It was crescent tonight, which was actually her favorite type of moon. It matched the necklace she wore, which she had before she could even remember.
      She start looking through her bag, and finally pulled out her sketchpad and charcoal pencil. Looking at the moon she started tapping her pencil against the page, thinking. She was thinking about her life, and how it was simply amazing. She couldn't be happier.
      She stopped suddenly as she heard a whisper. Then she heard a girl speak louder. She slowly stood up and walked to the archway to peak down the corridor. She could see the girl was around her age, a d definitely scared.
      "There's no need to be scarred." Circe said as she walked out of the archway into the view of the girl with a smile on her face. "And as far as I know there is no Emma Birch down here. Just me. My name is Circe."

About me:
 This is my first account/character here.

I found this site while googling for RP websites.

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