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Violence

    (15/02/2025 at 16:00)
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name:  Violence Bloodthorn

Gender:  Female

Age: (0-16 years only. If your character is 17 or older, please fill out the Elsewhere Adult application instead!)
 11

Bloodline:
Pureblood/Halfblood/Muggleborn/Squib

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
They are not currently played characters, they are made up characters called Artemis and Drakon Bloodthorn

Residence:
Lavenham, London

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
No

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:
None

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Raised in a grand mansion by her pure-blood parents, Artemis and Drakon Bloodthorn, Violence was homeschooled in magical history, some basic spells, and the arts. Her mother encouraged her love for learning, while her father emphasized pride in their heritage. Skilled in piano, she also enjoys sketching magical creatures and researching her family’s magical lineage.

She spent much of her time with her two closest friends: Avina Gravehart, her 11-year-old neighbor, who shares similar hobbies and a deep curiosity about magic, and Damon Blackwell, a 12-year-old neighbor who is often moody but loyal to them both. Together, they would explore their shared interests, from studying spells and magical creatures to discussing their families’ histories.


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:
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When responding to the RP sample, please do not powerplay the other character in any way. This includes assuming a prior relationship between your character and the RP sample character or assuming any information about them that isn't explicitly detailed in the sample above. If in doubt about whether something constitutes powerplay, err on the side of caution and write something else!

Please also treat this sample as you would treat a real thread and leave your response open-ended to ensure the other character has a chance to respond. This means that your character should not walk away from or otherwise end the interaction in your response.



Violence looked at the scene in awe, as her eyes followed Janey and John. Delighted, she ran towards one of the brooms and the ground and shouted, "Up." The broom instantly zoomed towards her hand and she flung her leg on top of it and jerked towards the sky. She knew Janey wouldn't be able to follow, as she recognized her broom as a toy one. So she raced after the boys, catching up with them. They were soaring upwards and upwards. Violence loved the feeling of the wind across her face and being up in the air. This was her 'comfort activity' so to say. She called after John, "Hey John, don't you think someone should keep an eye on Janey?" She looked over towards him, to catch his response...

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