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Ooops, I posted the revised app on Mia.... is that okay, or shall I repost it on Mel? I hope it doesn't cause any inconvenience, :)


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Character Name: Melissa Moran
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Blood Status: Muggleborn.


London (fairly close to both Diagon Alley and the Ministry, but in the Muggle community)

Department for Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures in the Ministry of Magic, if all goes well.

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?
The Ministry!

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: i] 8
  • Divination: 6
  • Transfiguration: 6i]
  • Summoning: 11
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Does the Ministry count? If not, nope!

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
The one and only Mia Green!

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Melissa “Mel” Moran was always referred to as a “character”.  Despite believing she was a Muggle for much of her life, she always believed in all things mythical and magical and told her mother every day fairies and unicorns WERE real and she would prove it. Most always laughed at Mel, of course, until the day she got her Hogwarts letter. She was overjoyed- she could finally prove herself right and the others wrong. And her mother never questioned her again- in fact, after that she was quite proud of her little witch, as she affectionately referred to her as.

Melissa’s father, however, was a big businessman in the Muggle world, and he could never stand anyone besides him being right about something. He turned Mel’s life into the worst kind of life imaginable. Every time so much as her name was mentioned, he would yell and criticize her, so badly it physically hurt. He even hit her-it was amazing, how quickly he had turned from a loving father into such a cruel man. Mel would never understand. She began hiding out in her room and locking the door whenever her dad was at home. September 1st couldn’t come quickly enough. But eventually it did and she was able to escape the clutches of her cruel father.

  Being at Hogwarts was the best time of her life. She stayed away from home as much as she could, only visiting during the summer when she was sure her father was away on a business trip. The rest of the time during the summer she attended Camp Loki. Now that she knew she had always been right and unicorns and fairies were really real, she learned as much as she could about them and took Care of Magical Creatures every term. It was her very favorite class, and soon she was the expert on magical creatures. All of her peers always went to her for help with their COMC essays, and she was always asked to help out with demonstrations in class. Most magical creatures loved Mel, and she them. She never minded helping out with anything animal-related.

 Melissa always had her share of troubles. Children bullied her for her love of animals, for her hair (which was often a horrible mess up until her third year but then got much better and easier to deal with) and for the glasses she hated having to wear. She got contact lenses during her fourth year, but the bullying persisted, so bad she had to get help. She went to her beloved Conjuring and Summoning professor, who figured everything out and helped her a lot, and after that Mel began focusing a lot on Conjuring and Summoning as well.

For the main subjects Conjuring and Summoning and Charms were always her strong points, she was one of the best students in her year at Conjuring and Summoning. She was alright at Divination, though it wasn’t her favorite. She was never a natural at Transfiguration. She had to work harder than any of her classmates to do the simplest things, and practiced in all of her spare time, but she still never really got any good.

When Mel’s seventh year came along she had everything all figured out. Her friends were having a heck of a time trying to figure out what they would do in the world of adulting, but Melissa knew exactly what she would do: the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures. Or something to do with animals.

The school year ended, and Melissa was about to submit her application to the Ministry of Magic when she got a letter that the unthinkable had happened.. Her mother, her beloved mother, had cancer. She was dying.

All thoughts of the Ministry were forgotten as Mel went home to be with her mother. Of course, there was the problem that was her father. Melissa and Mr. Moran hadn’t seen each other since Mel was eleven years old. Mostly they avoided each other, but Mel knew he would have done something, if he would’ve had the chance-but she was seventeen now, and it would have been in full sight of her frail mother, so he restrained himself. But they never made up, and things were never quite okay between them.

Mrs. Moran lived eight  months more and then died, leaving a daughter and a husband stranded. She was the only thing that had really ever connected the two. Mel stayed for the funeral and then left immediately, moving to a small city in the countryside. She grieved and healed until she heard the news- there was a window of opportunity available now to apply for the Ministry again, and this time she felt ready. Melissa packed up her stuff and moved to London, and she never looked back. Her abusive past still haunts her sometimes, but she’s ready for a better and brighter future.   


You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.

Roleplay Response:

Melissa Moran was exhausted.

It had been an exhausting week in general, due to the fact that it was the girl's first week at the Ministry of Magic. She loved her work-working with magical creatures was an absolute joy. She got to do what she loved, and make some Galleons doing it... but that didn't mean it was any less tiring. Thank Merlin it was Saturday. Mel had slept until nearly noon, until she could sleep no longer. It had felt ridiculously good. After a week of working hard, the twenty year old figured she should treat herself to something nice, a free day.... So she was on her way to Diagon Alley.

Her house in London was close to the Leaky Cauldron, conveniently, so reaching the pub took her all of two minutes. The blonde walked inside, waving a cheery hello to the wizards and witches about and giving a nod to the barkeeper as she headed out back. She brought out her wand-it was a new one, oak with hippogriff feather, and it was absolutely wonderful so far. She adored it. She raised her wand and with a tap of a brick, the hole opened to Diagon Alley.

Merlin, she loved this place. It was a very busy day for shopping, which made a lot of sense, seeing as a lot of people probably had the day off as well. Melissa was feeling very peaceful. Maybe she'd go to Gringotts and grab a few Galleons first... yes, that was the smartest way to go, you needed money to shop! And Bandit would enjoy some owl nuts. She WAS almost out....

"Merlin's fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!"

Mel's face instantly adapted a look of concern. Someone's heel broken? In the middle of this? Not good. She followed where the voice had come from-she had to help! She didn't know much about healing, but she had to help!

There. There was a redheaded woman, on the ground.... was she about to be stepped on? Not good!

"Clear the way! Excuse me!" Mel shoved through several people to get to her, ignoring the cries of indignation that followed. "Are you hurt? Do you need help?" 

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