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Cancer Solar

    (11/01/2020 at 21:31)
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Cancer Solar

Gender: Female

Age: July 1st, 1950 ( 8 )

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Iris Celeste (NPC) and Tyler Livingston (NPC)

Residence:
Hogsmeade Child's Home

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Hogsmeade Child's Home

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
None currently.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Kyra Tellavin.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Iris was a witch, obsessed with anything that happened outside of the Earth's atmosphere. It was mostly zodiac signs, and divination, although she seemed to know a little bit about everything. She was also a little crazy, never quite following rules, or having a right mind. She told everyone she was a witch, although no one ever believed her due to the obvious off-ness about her.

Life went downhill when she had her first child. She didn't know who the father was, and certainly couldn't take care of the baby girl. Currently living in Tallaght, Ireland, she dropped the girl off at a nearby orphanage with only a name, Cancer Solar. Her obsession perfectly shown in a simple name.

Cancer was a well-behaved child. Her worry for some reason being kicked out of the place seemed to keep her in line. She was suspicious of most others, except a few of the children who lived at such orphanage. No one was ever able to explain why her parents weren't with her, or even who they were. Her imagination led her to believe they had left her, sick of who she was. Either that, or they had died somehow. Neither were in any way optimistic, but that wasn't a trait of the young girl. It only led her to wonder what she had done wrong.

While she kept more to herself, the reserved child knew surprisingly well how to talk to others. Her creativity and random thoughts were impressive, as well as her manipulation. When talking to others, she found it comfortable to hide under a mask of egotism and self-assurance. Even if this wasn't true to herself, it certainly helped quite a bit during times at the orphanage.

A few odd occurances, and soon Cancer was transported to the Hogsmeade Child's Home. Apparently those few acts of levitation and bursts of water had been magic at hand, something the little girl seemed to have. They decided it would be best to keep her away from muggles, worried that they might catch on.

She has brown curly hair, and dark brown eyes. She is a little small for her age, and generally prefers to be left alone. She also isn't really a fan of her name, but doesn't want to change it.

Roleplay:

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 young girl had been busily thinking, and watching others, on the bench besides the grassy field. Her mind was a whirlwind, picking up ideas, and floating them somewhere else, ultimately leading to either genius ideas, or simple self-negativity. The brown eyes perked up as she heard a shout, watching the girl curiously. She felt herself put on a smile, stilling her tapping leg. The brown eyes grew to be a little colder, but curiosity was still the most evident trait.

Her eyes slowly darted between the boys and the young girl, the smile growing a little bit at a time. She stood up from the bench, brushing herself off slightly, before walking closer to the girl.

"He's not letting you play with him, right? Why don't we steal the snitch. It's bound to come closer to the ground. Plus, it'll be fun!" She grinned, although she was truly wondering if she was fast enough. Probably not, she never was.


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'CAUSE EACH TIME I FALL
I'LL BE CRASHING DOWN
RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ARMS

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