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Adults & Children / ACCEPTED: Athena Bonnet|Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Calypso Ross on 21/06/2017 at 19:24 »
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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Athena Bonnet|Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Calypso Ross on 21/06/2017 at 19:23 »
Accepted!
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Adults & Children / ACCEPTED: Pallas Lasalle
« Last post by Calypso Ross on 21/06/2017 at 19:14 »
Congratulations! This application has been accepted.

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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Pallas Lasalle
« Last post by Calypso Ross on 21/06/2017 at 19:14 »
Accepted!
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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Athena Bonnet|Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Athena Bonnet on 21/06/2017 at 02:37 »
UPDATED VERSION (I noticed a few mistakes <3)


E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Athena Bonnet
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Blood Status:Halfblood
 
Education: 
Hogwarts - Ravenclaw '48
 
Residence:
London, England
 
Occupation
The Sinner's House Waitress
 
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?
Nope
 
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: 11
  • Divination: 6
  • Transfiguration: 7
  • Summoning: 8
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope
 
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Emaline Woods
 
Biography: (300 words minimum.) https://wordcounter.net/
On June 2nd, Athena Christina Rose Bonnet was born to a family of 4. She lived in a quiet home in Redditch, England with a muggle mother, a wizard father and two older twin sisters. Growing up, Thea had always seemed special and was always called a “delicate flower” by her mother. Instead of playing outside like the other children, Athena always prefered to stay inside and read.
 
First year:
Thea was a bit nervous like most first years and mostly hid in the library. Being sorted into Ravenclaw (just like her big sisters and father)Thea already knew that she was sorted right. During the year, she made a friend named Delilah. Delilah was the only one who really talked to her through the year. Most would say that they were inseparable.
 
Second Year:
Delilah and Athena still talked and went everywhere together like normal best friends. Delilah slowly became friends with some other second years, which Athena didn't mind.
 
Third year:
Delilah seemed to be hanging out with the other students more than Athena but she yet didn’t mind at all. Instead, she found her company with a white rat named Darling.
 
Fourth year:
By her fourth year, Delilah seemed more distant than ever and starting hanging out with the other friends more, causing trouble and smoking on school grounds. Thea tried to reason with her friend but nothing seemed to work. Towards the end of the year, she and Delilah had a huge fight and didn’t talk to each other the whole summer.
 
Fifth, Sixth and Seventh:
During her later years, Thea became more and more lonely. Delilah and her hardly spoke towards each other and barely saw each other. During those years, Athena met William. A fellow Ravenclaw and the most charming boy she knew. Both first started out as friends but soon later those feelings became stronger. In the middle of her sixth year, William's family suddenly moved to North American and Thea soon lost contact with him. 

Current:
After moving out of her home, Athena wanted to start a new chapter. She didn't want any of her parents money to help her start out, she wanted to earn things herself. During her teenage years, Thea would do summer jobs and save up the money to live in a different city, London. After moving to the great London, Athena decided to get a part time job at The Sinner's House.

 
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:
Winter. Athena’s least favorite season. It was absolutely freezing and her cheeks felt numb. Hugging her blue coat closer to her body, she wandered around through the large crowds of people trying to get somewhere. Everyone seemed to be in a slow pace but Thea figured it was just because of all the traffic jams. 
 
"Coming through! Coming through!"
 
The blonde heard a voice calling but it was drowned out by the millions of other voices all talking at once. Looking down at her little pocket watch, she realized she needed to get to work soon or else she might be tardy...again.
 
"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!"
 
Athena felt a body clashed into her’s, knocking both of them to the ground. Shaking the snow from her hair, she got to her feet and wiped off snow that was clinging onto her coat.
 
Looking up, she realized an elderly man standing there covered in what looked like..glitter?
 
“Are you alright sir? Any injuries?” She asked him, her face clouded with concern. With all of the ice, no doubt that he must have accidently slipped but there still was a concern that he may have broken something.
 
"I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"
 
She gave him a warm smile before picking up the box that laid on the ground. Dusting the snow off of it, Thea offered it to the man.
 
“No serious harm done, As long as you're alright then everything’s fine..well maybe not for the glitter box” She cringed slightly at the condition of the poor box. All smashed and ruined.
 
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Elsewhere Accepted / Pallas Lasalle
« Last post by Pallas Blackwood Lasalle on 21/06/2017 at 02:31 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Athene “Pallas” Blackwood Lasalle
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Blood Status: Halfblood
 
Education: 
Homeschooled
 
Residence:
Isle of Wight, England
 
Occupation:
Unemployed
 
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?
No
 
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: 7
  • Transfiguration: 8
  • Summoning: 9
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: Valencia B. Alvear and co.
 
 
Biography: (300 words minimum.)
i.

Father’s first visit was at four-years-old. He came bearing gifts: a frock patterned with fruit blossoms, a picture book full of moving illustrations, and a small, lumpy pouch that jingled when it fell into Mummy’s palms.
 
His first words to her were, “Happy birthday, Athene,” and he held out a steady callused palm for the child to shake.
 
It was spring outside—the weather becoming balmy, flower buds blooming, a steady breeze rattling the trees. She and Mummy should have been at the park by now, actually, should have already bitten through a vanilla ice cream cone, should have already tied a crimson red balloon to her little index finger, should have been out of the house and not getting presents from a strange man with handsome mannerisms dressed in handsome clothes; all if she wanted a happy birthday. But today was a lucky one (that’s what Mummy said at breakfast), and Athene should have looked forward to it.
 
“Athene?” She scrunched her nose, and Mummy rose a brow. What? Everyone knew Mummy was Athene, not her.
 
“Thank you, Daddy.” He smiled while Mummy counted her coins.
 
Pallas wanted a parakeet for her birthday, not a father.
 
ii.

Father’s tenth visit was at six-years-old, and like the nine previous visits, he came bearing gifts: a striped pinafore of white and navy blue, a chapter book titled The Hobbit, and a small, lumpy pouch that she quickly learned was the reason he began coming in the first place.
 
He tapped her on the shoulder, distracting Pallas from “An Unexpected Party,” and gave her a patient smile. “Do you like your Christmas gifts, Athene?”
 
Although there was no snow, winter was already obvious. The air was becoming icy blue, no one leaving the house without a coat, a surplus of mothers fretting over Christmas presents and dinner. Mummy usually didn’t fret about such things like Christmas presents or dinner, but when she said a week before Christmas Eve that your father will be visiting soon, Pallas, be on your best behavior, Pallas figured that she would be dragged along to buy a watch or tie and be forced to string popcorn for the evergreen tree. She had been absolutely right.
 
At the very least, dinner was ten times better than usual that day.
 
“I liked them, Daddy,” Pallas shrugged. He patted her on the back, and she immediately returned to learning about Hobbits. What a stupid name for glorified dwarfs.
 
There were a few moments of blessed silence before Pallas’ ears perked up to something in the kitchen.
 
“Don’t you have your own family to look after, Jonathan?” Athene asked in hushed tones. Pallas narrowed her eyes. The baby pink shades in Mummy’s voice were absolutely embarrassing.
 
(Pallas loved her mother dearly, but it was icky knowing how easily she gave in to other people.)
 
His own family. His own family?
 
The little girl stalked towards the entrance of the kitchen and didn’t hesitate to ask loudly, “Do I have any siblings?”
 
iii.

Father’s last visit was at seven-years-old. He came to them in a letter, but there were no gifts.
 
(Her father had three other children, Pallas later learned. The older two were a pair—boy and girl. Ten ranks of angels with the faces of monsters and snow white souls.)
 
“He’s d-dead,” Mummy stuttered, shook, sobbed. Pallas continued to flip the pages in Mary Poppins Comes Back, but her eyes stayed still on her mother. “Pallas, dear, h-h-he’s—”
 
“I know,” she said mournfully, and her voice rang sweetly like bells. “I’m sorry.”
 
(The third, alone in the womb—a little girl. The sorceress, the predator, feared tamer of lions and wolves.)
 
Mummy trembled like a leaf in autumn. A poor fragile thing when it came to love, that woman. “He was your f-father...”
 
(The pair—sent away.)
 
Despite the his insistence to be referred as such, Jonathan Blackwood never struck Pallas as fatherly. Still, she tried her best to cry. To look like she cared. “I know.”
 
(The third—missing.)
 
Pallas stroked her mother’s head as her newest nightgown got soaked with a lover’s grief. “I’m so sorry, Mummy.” Her attention was held distant to the window that looked out to the sky.
 
“Pallas.”
 
She quickly turned her head to the mess that was Athene Lasalle. Pallas was a good daughter.
 
“Your father, he—he promised us a lot.”
 
iv.

Pallas and Athene shared the same face. Every square inch of the mother’s visage was copied onto the daughter’s—their dark eyes carried the same stars, their cheekbones were made of the same gold. Smiles that measured the same warmth, minds that shone the same brilliance. There was no evidence of a father to be seen.
 
They counted their coins until they had the same wealth any average wizard owned, wistfully remembering the man who brought leather pouches of allowance in Pallas’ younger years.
 
“Do you ever think about his worth, Mother?” Pallas murmured, seventeen-years old. The sound of her quill scratching on parchment was soothing like a lullaby. “He promised us a lot.”
 
Perhaps it was a mistake to give Pallas her father’s name to remind herself that she once loved the man—Athene never wanted an ambitious child.
 
Instead she nodded, because Pallas was her flesh and blood. She knew what her daughter was implying.
 
“If you believe you deserve it, dear.”
 
 
Roleplay: 
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.
 
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 downhill.
 
"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:
Option Two—
 
The snow had looked pretty at first when Pallas woke up to see it falling outside her window.
 
Flecks of white piling up in the street, turning the sky into a linen sheet and veiling London in a flurry of winter. She never truly enjoyed cold weather like this—never since her father’s first Christmas visit so many years ago—but it was an obstacle one had to overcome when there were things to do. And Merlin, Pallas’ agenda was filled with “things” (read: grocery shopping, visits to Mother’s, cleaning the bird cage, finding a job.)
 
She trudged down Diagon Alley in boots that were definitely not suited for the snowfall. It’d been only twenty minutes and Pallas’ socks were already soggy wet. Add shoe shopping to her agenda, hm? Perhaps Mother would like to tag along.
 
"Coming through! Coming through!"
 
Hoisting up two considerably-sized bags of birdseed under either arm, Pallas attempted to push through the crowd. Yes, the weather was less than ideal, but surely that would have caused at least a sense of hurry in these people. She did not wish to endure the nipping feeling tugging at the end of her fingers and toes any longer than the rest of them did. “Hurry up, good Merlin,” Pallas huffed, a misty cloud of breath releasing into the air.
 
"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!"
 
“What the bloody—” Quicker than she thought possible, Pallas found her birdseed strewn across the ground. A mixture of ivory and brown morsels littered the snow. Was this a joke?
 
"I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"
 
What if there were germs in the snow from passing feet or dirt on the ground? She was not going back to the pet store to repurchase a month’s worth of food for her parakeets.
 
Fully irritated, Pallas brushed off the tinsel on her own coat with a few harsh swipes and tilted her head up to meet the man’s face. “Sure, it’s fine, sir,” she spat, feeling the crunch of birdseed under her shoddy boots. “You can clean up tinsel in a pinch, but birdseed’s a whole different story.”
 
 
 
 
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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Athena Bonnet|Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Athena Bonnet on 21/06/2017 at 02:03 »
Forgot to post with Thea's Account XD

Here it is!

(Also I am waiting for Athena's last name to change so ignore "Blackwood" <3)
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Elsewhere Accepted / Athena Bonnet|Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Emaline Woods on 21/06/2017 at 02:01 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Athena Bonnet
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Blood Status:Halfblood
 
Education: 
Hogwarts - Ravenclaw '42
 
Residence:
London, England
 
Occupation
The Sinner's House Waitress
 
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?
Nope
 
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: 11
  • Divination: 6
  • Transfiguration: 7
  • Summoning: 8
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope
 
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Emaline Woods
 
Biography: (300 words minimum.) https://wordcounter.net/
On June 2nd, Athena Christina Rose Bonnet was born to a family of 4. She lived in a quiet home in Redditch, England with a muggle mother, a wizard father and two older twin sisters. Growing up, Thea had always seemed special and was always called a “delicate flower” by her mother. Instead of playing outside like the other children, Athena always prefered to stay inside and read.
 
First year:
Thea was a bit nervous like most first years and mostly hid in the library. Being sorted into Ravenclaw (just like her big sisters and father)Thea already knew that she was sorted right. During the year, she made a friend named Delilah. Delilah was the only one who really talked to her through the year. Most would say that they were inseparable.
 
Second Year:
Delilah and Athena still talked and went everywhere together like normal best friends. Delilah slowly became friends with some other second years, which Athena didn't mind.
 
Third year:
Delilah seemed to be hanging out with the other students more than Athena but she yet didn’t mind at all. Instead, she found her company with a white rat named Darling.
 
Fourth year:
By her fourth year, Delilah seemed more distant than ever and starting hanging out with the other friends more, causing trouble and smoking on school grounds. Thea tried to reason with her friend but nothing seemed to work. Towards the end of the year, she and Delilah had a huge fight and didn’t talk to each other the whole summer.
 
Fifth, Sixth and Seventh:
During her later years, Thea became more and more lonely. Delilah and her hardly spoke towards each other and barely saw each other. During those years, Athena met William. A fellow Ravenclaw and the most charming boy she knew. Both first started out as friends but soon later those feelings became stronger. In the middle of her sixth year, William's family suddenly moved to North American and Thea soon lost contact with him. 

Current:
After moving out of her home, Athena wanted to start a new chapter. She didn't want any of her parents money to help her start out, she wanted to earn things herself. During her teenage years, Thea would do summer jobs and save up the money to live in a different city, London. After moving to the great London, Athena decided to get a part time job at The Sinner's House.

 
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:
Winter. Athena’s least favorite season. It was absolutely freezing and her cheeks felt numb. Hugging her blue coat closer to her body, she wandered around through the large crowds of people trying to get somewhere. Everyone seemed to be in a slow pace but Thea figured it was just because of all the traffic jams. 
 
"Coming through! Coming through!"
 
The blonde heard a voice calling but it was drowned out by the millions of other voices all talking at once. Looking down at her little pocket watch, she realized she needed to get to work soon or else she might be tardy...again.
 
"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!"
 
Athena felt a body clashed into her’s, knocking both of them to the ground. Shaking the snow from her hair, she got to her feet and wiped off snow that was clinging onto her coat.
 
Looking up, she realized an elderly man standing there covered in what looked like..glitter?
 
“Are you alright sir? Any injuries?” She asked him, her face clouded with concern. With all of the ice, no doubt that he must have accidently slipped but there still was a concern that he may have broken something.
 
"I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"
 
She gave him a warm smile before picking up the box that laid on the ground. Dusting the snow off of it, Thea offered it to the man.
 
“No serious harm done, As long as you're alright then everything’s fine..well maybe not for the glitter box” She cringed slightly at the condition of the poor box. All smashed and ruined.
 
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Congratulations! This application has been accepted.

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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: James St. Oswald \\ Elsewhere Adult
« Last post by Anneka Ivanova on 19/06/2017 at 12:16 »
Accepted!
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