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Kalyna Lipka

    (15/10/2020 at 02:21)
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Kalyna Yakivivna Lipka

Gender: Female

Age:  14

Bloodline:Halfblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Father: Yakiv Lipka (Unplayed)
Mother: Clara MacLeods (Unplayed)

Residence:
Oban, Scotland

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Eventually move to being a Hogwarts student when applications open.

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

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
None

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Born on a day marked for love, Kalyna’s life still was found to be rather lacking in such a substance. Something almost foreign to her even as she entered her early adult years. For all the love between her parents, something many found themselves envious of, Kalyna’s birth would be the beginning of the end for her parent’s so-called true love.

Her mother thought she was a squib and so she left while her daughter was merely two years old after giving birth to her second child and Lyna’s brother, Alister. No letters, no visits, nothing  until Kalyna’s 10th birthday. She came back when she got wind of her daughter receiving her letter from Durmstrang. It was believed that Clara had left because her family was part of a long line of Purebloods so she had been ashamed that her daughter might not have magical abilities. Of course Kalyna had them, they simply manifested more at night when she was alone in her bedroom. It wasn’t until she caught her father, Yakiv, breaking down one morning when he came across his wife’s old scarf that Kalyna showed her first public sign of magic, a tissue levitating it’s way over to her father as she stood in the doorway watching him. When her mother returned she talked Yakiv into moving the family back to Scotland where they settled in Oban and Lyna’s dreams of attending Durmstrang were dashed… instead an owl from Hogwarts arrived not long after only planting a deeper seed of resentment towards her mother.

Often looked down upon by the Muggle tourist families that came to stay in Oban, Kalyna was always looked at as a dirty local child only there to carry bags to and from the car when they showed up at the Bed and Breakfast or point the direction of whatever attraction they wanted to see. Even with her mixed background being from Ukraine some of the Scottish locals were skeptical of why they had settled there. This led to mixed feelings about Muggles as Lyna grew up; she learned to play on her own as many local children gave her a wide berth. Eventually Lyna accepted her standing among the locals and tourist families making her feel far more at home while attending Hogwarts. At least there she had fellow magical children to openly be herself around.

Lyna’s years at Hogwarts started off scholarly and in- line… that was until her third year when she began to become more outspoken, mostly to her mother. She found herself adventuring out past hours, slacking on studying, getting in fights (being called Lyna Lips, Tight Lips, Lippy, was not handled well by the headstrong girl.) While attending Hogwarts regardless of her nitty-gritty attitude, she had plenty of peers she got along with and studied alongside. She did hang out with a variety of others and was social, even leading into her “rough phase” of her teens by fourth year though some friendships began drifting apart as Lyna became more and more boisterous. Lyna might have closed herself off and been private but never let it stop her from going to events or parties with others, Quidditch games, dances, etc. She enjoys being in the company of others and feeling like she is a part of something. Whether the Sorting Hat saw more in her or not somewhere deep down below the typical Gryffindor stereotypes, Lyna craved acceptance. Surrounding herself with people was a way for her to escape the reality she lived back home and dealing with the tension that had grown in her family. Steadfast with her group of friends she still floated between groups at times and never stayed long enough with one group of her peers long enough for them to see the real her. This was just how Kalyna liked it. If she wasn’t among people long enough they couldn’t get close which meant they couldn’t hurt her. Another reason why she typically was the one to choose to leave a friendship first due to her abandonment issues thanks to her mother. Bits of her past tended to get the girl caught up in the moment and often caused her to stick her nose into other people’s business when she felt it was warranted. Someone being bullied or the sounds of an upset peer would always stand out the most to her, usually ending in a scrappy fight or argument and occasionally detention.

Roleplay:
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 trudged 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:

“Finally!” Kalyna stretched her arms overhead and dug her toes deep into the earth, grass tickling her ankles. It had been days of dreary weather and gray skies leaving the fourteen year old to be stuck inside with her brother of all people. She loved the boy dearly but after hours of nonstop chatter about some Quidditch player she could care less about as he followed nipping at her heels, Lyna was close to tossing him into a closet and locking him in for the day. Plopping down onto the ground and lying out in the sunshine like a cat sunning her belly, Lyna let out a long breath.

Her father, Yakiv, had deemed today a family day… what exactly that meant Kalyna hadn’t the foggiest. Typically her mother was off doing whatever she felt was far more important than her duties at home tending to the shop as well as her children. This meant Lyna and her brother entertained themselves while their father was off to work for the day. Still, Lyna had managed to find herself alone on their grandiose trip to Godric Park which suited her just fine. Rolling onto her side, she let her icy gaze glide around her surroundings lazily. People were coming and going, children laughing, a bird chirping merrily in a tree. Sure the scenery looked peaceful but to a teenager the serene setting was ultimately boring, far too… cliche.

Kalyna flopped onto her back once more and stared up at the sunlight, an arm draped over her forehead to shield her eyes. A high pitched voice grabbed the girl’s attention making her sit up on her elbows and eyes flick to inspect where the sound had come from. A small but frightening thing, Lyna thought as she watched curiously while the girl dismounted a broom. Strange that she should be so angry about- Lyna’s thoughts were cut short as she realized the girl had caught sight of her.

“Me..?” Sitting upright and pulling her legs in closer, Lyna took a quick look over her shoulder. Surely the girl hadn’t spoken to her in that tone. Glancing back she was still met with a piercing blue gaze honed in on Lyna with pin point accuracy. ‘What is this girl’s deal?’ Kalyna sighed lightly when it hit her what the girl had asked. She wanted to play with her? Didn’t she have anyone else around to hang out with?

Rising to her feet Lyna padded over to the small girl and gave her a quick once over. The broom had been tossed aside on the ground at her feet, poor thing and judging by the look on the child’s face her nerves were just as frayed as the ends of the twigs she had been riding on. Kalyna was used to tantrums by now having a younger brother so while the offender was new to her the fit was all too familiar. Her expression softened as she stuck out her hand, pale skin almost blinding in the sunshine.

“Sure why not! First things first though, I’m Lyna. What’s your name?”

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Accepted!

Just a note: you mention Gryffindor in your application. Whilst we try to place people in the houses they prefer, we can't always guarantee this. It might be best not to mention Kalyna's house in any threads you do before being sorted next term. This will avoid any conflict later down the line if she doesn't get sorted into the house you have in mind.

« Last Edit: 17/10/2020 at 08:26 by Calypso Ross »
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