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Oriana Eytzinger

    (15/10/2020 at 02:31)
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Oriana Rosanne Eytzinger

Gender: Female

Age: 13 (Thirteen)

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Camilla Eytzinger and Henrik Eytzinger (NPCs)

Residence:
London, England (as of 1961)

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Durmstrang. Hogwarts when apps open up.

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.)
Oriana was born to Camilla and Henrik Eytzinger in Stockholm, Sweden. On that day, she would be the second child in the family, along with her brother, Magnus, who is two years older than her.

The Eytzinger family is a reasonably wealthy pureblood family, perhaps most notable for the magical research they contribute in the wizarding world. Her father, Henrik, had been descended from a family of researchers who wished to discover everything they could about magical theory and learn how to tap into its boundless potential. However, his job has also made it hard for him to spend time with his family, and as a result, Oriana and Magnus spent the majority of time with their mother.

Camilla is a very devoted pureblood, ascribing to their traditions and beliefs She is very committed to her children, although her focus had mostly lied within Magnus due to his status as the firstborn and being the only boy out of her children. While she doted on her son and made sure to teach him all he had to know about being the heir to the Eytzinger family; she taught her daughter to be a proper housewife and to keep the values of the pureblood close to heart. It was clear that her mother highly favoured her son, although it barely put a dent in the siblings’ relationship. Magnus had always been a dutiful son and brother, being protective over his little sister and often playing games with her or giving her advice when she needed it.

However, Oriana found other ways to spend her time. She often visited the family library, marvelling at various discoveries her father had made in the past. She enjoyed reading various fictional books, primarily from the magical world, as she saw it as a temporary escape from reality and into a new and interesting world with vibrant characters. She also picked up the violin, something that her mother encouraged her to do and became one of the only true bonding moments they had with each other as she taught her how to play the violin.

This steady routine changed on Magnus’ seventh birthday. After days, and then weeks of failing to perform any kind of magic, a possibility arose that he might not have had any magical talent within him. This would be proven true after another year where he couldn’t attempt any kind of magic no matter how hard he tried. This revelation caused tension in the family, as they all knew what having a squib in the family meant for them and their reputation. Camilla made the decision to discreetly throw her son out into the Muggle world and kept the circumstances of his disappearance, and whereabouts, quiet to everyone, including Oriana.

This left Oriana as the last hope for Camilla to build up a legacy for the family. With Magnus gone, eight years of teaching and training had been wasted away. Determined to make up for the lost time, she held Oriana under a tight leash, teaching the same lessons to her and she heavily criticized any mistakes she made. Anything, even when it was a minor error, was enough for Camilla to belittle and punish her until she did everything perfectly.

Oriana eventually showed several signs of magic once her seventh birthday arrived. Her first instance of magic occurred as she was setting the dishes on the table for dinner, when one cup had fallen from her grasp. Instead of shattering on the ground, it managed to levitate a few centimetres off the ground. Since then, she learned how to keep her magic, along with her emotions, in control until she could go to a proper school to freely practice her magic.

By the time she became eleven years old, she was sent off to Durmstrang, where Henrik had previously attended. Her time there was refreshing, as she could finally express an extent of freedom while her mother was away. She performed well in her classes, especially in Charms and the Dark Arts, and was usually found with her fellow pureblood classmates or studying on her own. Despite being in the school for a while, she has never made any long-lasting connections with any of her schoolmates, preferring to keep a distance and instead focusing on her studies and her pursuit to uphold the family name.

It wasn’t until later when she received the news that her family would be moving to England, as Henrik would be relocating his work there due to new research opportunities. This new change would force her to transfer from Durmstrang to the British wizarding school, Hogwarts-- the same school Camilla attended. This was something that Oriana finds inconvenient, although she eventually conceded to the idea of getting used to a new environment.


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 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:
It wasn’t everyday Oriana went out on her own. It was justified, since there was usually no need for her to go outside. She had her books back home, and they were enough to keep her company. But a change of pace wouldn’t have harmed her. She couldn’t exactly stay in her home forever.

She wouldn’t be out for long. Mother would make sure of it. Of course, she insisted on going with her. There was no use arguing against her about it. She should have been grateful that she allowed her to go outside to begin with, knowing her.

The walk to the park had been a quiet one.

Fortunately, Mother had found an adult to converse with. For a while, she had peace. With her book in hand and a relaxing environment, her mind drifted.

Then a petulant screech shook her out of her concentration.

She scrunched up her face, although it would have been hard to see with her book covering her face. It didn’t sound like her mother. If anything, it sounded like a child throwing a tantrum. With a quiet sigh, Oriana turned around to detect the source of the voice, only for her suspicions to be confirmed when she came face to face with a small girl. She stared at her, her expression barely changing. She never had other children spontaneously approach her. She surmised that the girl must have gone to her if there were no other children around. Or perhaps she went for the nearest one and did not care who it was she bothered.

After a second passed, whatever anger she might have had in her voice subsided, as she made a simple request.

Did Oriana want to play? The simple answer was no. She didn’t have time to play, nor did she have any inkling of interest in the concept of playing with a child she wasn’t familiar with. Even with a look at the girl, Oriana could already sense that she would have been a hassle to deal with. An annoyance, even. Didn’t she see she had a book to read? That should have been the first indicator that she wasn’t open for conversation.

However.

This was the first time someone wanted to talk to her with no strings attached. This wasn’t one of the gatherings Mother hosted where adults forced their children to talk to her. This was a normal park. And a girl was asking her to play. She wasn’t even scared of her. She picked her for a reason, even if it was as minor as happening to be in her vicinity

She opened her mouth to respond, ready to recite the words she was supposed to say. ’Yes.’ That was the bare minimum of what she could have said. She could have elaborated with ‘What did you have in mind?’ if she wanted to, but a ‘yes’ would have been enough of an answer on its own. She could always finish her book later. She only had one chance to make this girl happy. It would have been so easy.

Then she felt a glare burning into her. She didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. The words died before they could reach the tip of her tongue.

“No.”

There was no explanation that followed. She didn’t need to provide one. A simple no could easily be interpreted by anyone-- even a child as small as her. She would understand what it meant. Surely, she’d find other children to play with her. If not, then an adult could have entertained her. But that wasn’t her problem to deal with anymore.

Ignoring the weight in her chest, she walked away and never turned back. She hoped she never saw that girl again.


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    (17/10/2020 at 08:30)
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Hi Oriana, welcome to the site!

Your application looks great so far, there's just one small thing we'll need you to edit before we can get you accepted.

In your RP sample, you end the post with Oriana walking away. However, we ask that players treat the RP sample as if it were a 'real' thread, and having Oriana leave doesn't give Janey's player much of a chance to continue the thread. If you just remove the last couple of sentences from your RP sample, that would resolve the issue.

Once you've made the required change, please repost your entire revised application below, and we'll be more than happy to take another look. Thanks!
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Oriana Eytzinger

    (17/10/2020 at 13:23)
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E L S E W H E R E   C H I L D

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Oriana Rosanne Eytzinger

Gender: Female

Age: 13 (Thirteen)

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Camilla Eytzinger and Henrik Eytzinger (NPCs)

Residence:
London, England (as of 1961)

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Durmstrang. Hogwarts when apps open up.

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.)
Oriana was born to Camilla and Henrik Eytzinger in Stockholm, Sweden. On that day, she would be the second child in the family, along with her brother, Magnus, who is two years older than her.

The Eytzinger family is a reasonably wealthy pureblood family, perhaps most notable for the magical research they contribute in the wizarding world. Her father, Henrik, had been descended from a family of researchers who wished to discover everything they could about magical theory and learn how to tap into its boundless potential. However, his job has also made it hard for him to spend time with his family, and as a result, Oriana and Magnus spent the majority of time with their mother.

Camilla is a very devoted pureblood, ascribing to their traditions and beliefs She is very committed to her children, although her focus had mostly lied within Magnus due to his status as the firstborn and being the only boy out of her children. While she doted on her son and made sure to teach him all he had to know about being the heir to the Eytzinger family; she taught her daughter to be a proper housewife and to keep the values of the pureblood close to heart. It was clear that her mother highly favoured her son, although it barely put a dent in the siblings’ relationship. Magnus had always been a dutiful son and brother, being protective over his little sister and often playing games with her or giving her advice when she needed it.

However, Oriana found other ways to spend her time. She often visited the family library, marvelling at various discoveries her father had made in the past. She enjoyed reading various fictional books, primarily from the magical world, as she saw it as a temporary escape from reality and into a new and interesting world with vibrant characters. She also picked up the violin, something that her mother encouraged her to do and became one of the only true bonding moments they had with each other as she taught her how to play the violin.

This steady routine changed on Magnus’ seventh birthday. After days, and then weeks of failing to perform any kind of magic, a possibility arose that he might not have had any magical talent within him. This would be proven true after another year where he couldn’t attempt any kind of magic no matter how hard he tried. This revelation caused tension in the family, as they all knew what having a squib in the family meant for them and their reputation. Camilla made the decision to discreetly throw her son out into the Muggle world and kept the circumstances of his disappearance, and whereabouts, quiet to everyone, including Oriana.

This left Oriana as the last hope for Camilla to build up a legacy for the family. With Magnus gone, eight years of teaching and training had been wasted away. Determined to make up for the lost time, she held Oriana under a tight leash, teaching the same lessons to her and she heavily criticized any mistakes she made. Anything, even when it was a minor error, was enough for Camilla to belittle and punish her until she did everything perfectly.

Oriana eventually showed several signs of magic once her seventh birthday arrived. Her first instance of magic occurred as she was setting the dishes on the table for dinner, when one cup had fallen from her grasp. Instead of shattering on the ground, it managed to levitate a few centimetres off the ground. Since then, she learned how to keep her magic, along with her emotions, in control until she could go to a proper school to freely practice her magic.

By the time she became eleven years old, she was sent off to Durmstrang, where Henrik had previously attended. Her time there was refreshing, as she could finally express an extent of freedom while her mother was away. She performed well in her classes, especially in Charms and the Dark Arts, and was usually found with her fellow pureblood classmates or studying on her own. Despite being in the school for a while, she has never made any long-lasting connections with any of her schoolmates, preferring to keep a distance and instead focusing on her studies and her pursuit to uphold the family name.

It wasn’t until later when she received the news that her family would be moving to England, as Henrik would be relocating his work there due to new research opportunities. This new change would force her to transfer from Durmstrang to the British wizarding school, Hogwarts-- the same school Camilla attended. This was something that Oriana finds inconvenient, although she eventually conceded to the idea of getting used to a new environment.


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 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:
It wasn’t everyday Oriana went out on her own. It was justified, since there was usually no need for her to go outside. She had her books back home, and they were enough to keep her company. But a change of pace wouldn’t have harmed her. She couldn’t exactly stay in her home forever.

She wouldn’t be out for long. Mother would make sure of it. Of course, she insisted on going with her. There was no use arguing against her about it. She should have been grateful that she allowed her to go outside to begin with, knowing her.

The walk to the park had been a quiet one.

Fortunately, Mother had found an adult to converse with. For a while, she had peace. With her book in hand and a relaxing environment, her mind drifted.

Then a petulant screech shook her out of her concentration.

She scrunched up her face, although it would have been hard to see with her book covering her face. It didn’t sound like her mother. If anything, it sounded like a child throwing a tantrum. With a quiet sigh, Oriana turned around to detect the source of the voice, only for her suspicions to be confirmed when she came face to face with a small girl. She stared at her, her expression barely changing. She never had other children spontaneously approach her. She surmised that the girl must have gone to her if there were no other children around. Or perhaps she went for the nearest one and did not care who it was she bothered.

After a second passed, whatever anger she might have had in her voice subsided, as she made a simple request.

Did Oriana want to play? The simple answer was no. She didn’t have time to play, nor did she have any inkling of interest in the concept of playing with a child she wasn’t familiar with. Even with a look at the girl, Oriana could already sense that she would have been a hassle to deal with. An annoyance, even. Didn’t she see she had a book to read? That should have been the first indicator that she wasn’t open for conversation.

However.

This was the first time someone wanted to talk to her with no strings attached. This wasn’t one of the gatherings Mother hosted where adults forced their children to talk to her. This was a normal park. And a girl was asking her to play. She wasn’t even scared of her. She picked her for a reason, even if it was as minor as happening to be in her vicinity

She opened her mouth to respond, ready to recite the words she was supposed to say. ’Yes.’ That was the bare minimum of what she could have said. She could have elaborated with ‘What did you have in mind?’ if she wanted to, but a ‘yes’ would have been enough of an answer on its own. She could always finish her book later. She only had one chance to make this girl happy. It would have been so easy.

Then she felt a glare burning into her. She didn’t have to turn around to know who it was. The words died before they could reach the tip of her tongue.

“No.”

There was no explanation that followed. She didn’t need to provide one. A simple no could easily be interpreted by anyone-- even a child as small as her. She would understand what it meant. Surely, she’d find other children to play with her. If not, then an adult could have entertained her. But that wasn’t her problem to deal with anymore.

OTHER
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* Calypso Ross

    (18/10/2020 at 11:18)
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Accepted!
look out! look out!
'CAUSE EACH TIME I FALL
I'LL BE CRASHING DOWN
RIGHT THROUGH YOUR ARMS

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