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Marlena Flair

    (06/03/2015 at 20:31)
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Character Name: Marlena Flair

Gender: Female

Age: 9


Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
Zedric Flair (played by me), Elizabeth Flair (NPC)

Flair Manor, Windermere, Cumbria, England

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
No place just yet. Getting her prepared for Hogwarts once Chartreuse graduates.

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

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Chartreuse Greene, Zedric Flair, Paula F Klein

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Marlena is the first child of the most recent generation of Flairs, a noble family (of potentially part-goblin/part-human blood - applying for special request). Her exuberant and bright attitude has won her favor with everyone in her family. Almost everyone. Her great-great-grandfather Jaikric Flair resides as the head of their house. Marlena's cutesy antics and silly games are not enough to warm up his cold heart.

She is a bit spoiled by the lot of her family. Taking after her father's side, she's a bit thicker yet shorter than the average child her age. Her younger brother, Brokric, lucked out and took after their mother. Marlena is not really aware that she's a heftier girl than the others; although, once she gets closer to her teenage years, that might become an issue.

Unlike her father, she doesn't seem to care about being treated like a small person or a child. She loves the attention, no matter if its at her own expense. She loves singing and drawing. Her best friend is a goat she rides around on their manor. Jaikric would argue that the goat sings better than Marlena.

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:
Marlena was lying in the grass, gazing up at the beautiful sky. She held her pudgy fingers up above her head, trying to squish the sun between them. She giggled to herself every time she pinched the sun.

"John, I said wait up!"

She heard the cry of the little girl but paid it no mind. Children were always crying loudly to their siblings about brooms and swings. Marlena wished her cousins had been able to come out to the park with her and her mother. It was much more fun to be around other Flair kids than to be the only dwarf on the playground.

"Do you want to play?"

The voice sounded closer and like it was aimed for her. Marlena sat up and looked over at the blue-eyed girl. She didn't look very happy. Marlena supposed it was the same girl who had been shouting up at the bigger boy named John. She sized the girl up. She was a little thing, which meant she was about the same size as Marlena. "Sure thing," she called back joyfully. "My names Marlena. What's yours?"

She hopped up on her little legs and waddled over to the girl. She stuck her hand out to help the girl up. "I didn't bring my broom, though. You suppose we could play hide and seek or tag?" She offered the girl a sugary sweet grin.

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