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Archived Applications / Maddelyn Avett
« on: 22/08/2012 at 05:28 »
Application for Beauxbatons Academy
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Maddelyn Avett
Birthday: September 1, 1960. Five minutes after my brother.
Hometown: Fargo, North Dakota. Current Residence: St Étienne, France
Bloodline:
Pureblood
Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): 4th, 5th
Biography:
We were never the set of twins forced to wear coordinating outfits in pictures. And we never suffered through any awkward moments involving our parents and their privacy. I can’t even think of a time were our parents embarrassed us. These all seem like moments any child wishes they could remove from their memories. I am a little thankful they never happened to us. But it is a bit sad. I don’t think our parents really care about us. We’re fed, clothed, educated, and we’ve never been physically or emotionally abused. I’m sure if Kip or I died they’d been a bit upset or numb. Probably wonder if they should have done more but in the end they’d get over it. Maybe if we’re lucky they’d feel guilty when they realized the only difference now is more spending money.
Nan told me I shouldn’t look at our parents as our parents but as people. Well that’s stupid they’re still our parents. But I’ve broken it down into something understandable and possibly excusable.
Mother and Father are Old
Honestly I’m surprised we’re as healthy as we are. I would have cut the whole thing out at my mother’s age. I don’t even know if I like children all that much. I definitely don’t like puberty. I don’t want to be a boy but if I had the option of going without the proper equipment for childbirth I would have done it. There’s nothing glorious about it. I burned the book Nan gave me about the miraculous changes in my body. Yeah, A BOOK taught me. Thanks mom. Nan volunteered to explain it but I didn’t want to hear it.
Mother and Father are Busy
They’re successful and that’s wonderful. But success isn’t half assed. You have to work for it. It’s impossible to be an amazing parent and to be great at your career. There’s just not enough time or energy. I should thank my parents for all the nice things we have. Though we’ve never been very demanding. Kip’s favorite toy for the longest time was a stick. I don’t think we really knew things could get better than sticks for awhile. I’ve complained a lot about my parents being absent from my life. But when they are around I sometimes just want them to leave again. Nan says it’s because I’m a teenager and I’ll never be happy until I get a little older.
We Get Into Trouble
If a puppy was given to me that I didn’t plan on having and all it did was tear the house apart I’d hardly want anything to do with it either. We don’t really mean to get into trouble. I like rules and I also like breaking them. But not in a rebellious ‘I need attention’ way. Kip and I love dares and challenges. We also have too much time on our hands. So we get bored and try to cure that by seeing if we can climb trees and jump from them like monkeys. One time we made a fort and tried to take items from the house to furnish it. It’s really hard to move a sofa out of the house with your 8 year old brother though. If Charles hadn’t gotten stuck between the doorway and the sofa we might have been able to run away before Nan caught us. I guess I didn’t really plan that one out very well.
I Might have Indirectly Started the Fire
I’ve realized I’ve become a bit more bitter than usual and I don’t like it at all. I feel there are certain things I can’t talk about with my brother. In the past I’ve never not wanted to be around Kip. But now I want to be by myself. He doesn’t like that and he doesn’t like that I’m taller than he is. I don’t like that he can’t understand it’s not personal. And that my height has to do with biology and one day he’ll probably tower over me. I also don’t like that Mom and Dad think he should follow in their footsteps. It’s not what he wants and they didn’t even consider me. I suppose they think I should go marry a nice rich boy. Pureblood, preferably, with a large ranch because they take me for an outdoorsy type of gal.
Charles’ has never showed any interest unlike myself. They would have known if they had been around long enough to see our wonderful fort. Of course it wasn’t really enchanted but I knew which enchantments to put in place and made sure none of them would conflict. I think they’ve realized they’ve worked too hard and as a result they believe their children shouldn’t have to. Or at least me, I can’t understand why.
Oh, the fire. So anyway I was mad at something and I left earlier than usual that morning purposely not waking Kip up because I didn’t want him around at the time. For a while I enjoyed being by myself but then I wondered about him. He’d be upset and lonely. It never really occurred to me he’d do something like set fire to the forest. Really it could have happened to anyone. By the time he got me it was too late. We had to get Nan. And then we got in trouble with our parents. Big trouble.
I preferred Nan
I feel awful that Nan lost her job. Now that I think about it I think it’s for the best. We were difficult and she was very old. Anymore time looking after us and we would have shaved more years off her life. France is… a place on the map. It’s pretty, it has history, and culture. I think it’s a little overrated. And it is a bit overwhelming. I feel like Alice in Wonderland. I can understand parts of what they’re saying and I’m constantly adjusting myself to try and fit better.
Kip seems to think I should be mad at him. I probably should. I’m not exactly thrilled with the circumstances. But it’s hard for me to be sincerely upset with my brother. But I will take advantage of his guilt as long as I don’t feel guilty for dong so. I’m a good sister though.
He doesn’t realize it but he’s grown a bit. And he probably doesn’t realize that he’s not terrible looking. Well… maybe he does. If he doesn’t make a complete ass of himself he could easily get a girlfriend. Then either he’ll want to spend his time with her or she’ll be overbearing. It doesn’t really matter much if I like her or not. I can just go find some boy who’s either nice to look at or amusing. Preferably amusing, I know that I seem like a feminist but I have to be the prettier one in a couple. The separation is probably good for us. It’s pretty depressing though. I really wish we could have stayed little and played in the forest for the rest of our lives.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
Ecole Request: Humanities
Personality: Maddelyn isn’t a mastermind but she fancies herself one. She doesn’t like thinking up multiple plans because the first one that came to mind was already perfect and compromising it is a huge mistake. Luckily when things do go bad Kip improvises and puts things relatively back on track. She can a bit difficult to deal with. She only takes compliments when she’s asking for them. Maddie is in a constant struggle between wanting to be girly and wanting to show everyone how well she can wrestle. Ideally she’d wrestle in heels but that’s not really probable.
She also thinks she’s witty.
Appearance: Maddie is brunette with blues eyes. She’s 5’6 but doesn’t plan on growing anymore than an inch. She looks like the girl next door and she doesn’t really put much effort in looking stunning. She’d rather be practical than pretty but practical doesn’t have to be frumpy. However she is competitive and if the occasion calls for it she will do her best to be the prettiest girl in the room if only to be the best.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to the Sample Roleplay below.
Kip was pouting somewhere but Maddie had something really important to discuss with her new friends. She used the term too lightly. They were girls who had a similar schedule as her. They hadn’t really elected to be her friends. Too bad for them Maddie was getting better at sneaking up on them. She had quietly sat down while they covered their mouths and giggled about something. She dropped her bag on the floor and smiled.
“Hi. Okay so I figure out what we should do for our assignment,” Maddelyn told them. They did not seem excited as she was.
“It’ll probably require getting on Algernon’s good side so Yvonne, you got the best legs and so just walk by him a couple times to get his attention or something,” Maddie didn’t really know how it worked. She didn’t really care either. As she went on she took note of how the girls looked at each other.
“Okay… none of you seem like you want to get the best grade in class. I’m sorry. Your parents are paying for what for you to be here?” Maddelyn said an uncomfortable smile forming on her lips. If they only gave her a chance she could prove to them how smart she was. And then they’d like her because if it wasn’t for her they wouldn’t get the best grades. Why didn’t they understand this?
And why did they seem disgusted by her. Yvonne looked at her and said too many words that Maddelyn. Maddie stared at her and did her best not to call Yvonne poodle.
A tray crashed against Maddie’s side and a pork chop landed in her lap. The French girls erupted in a fit of laughter.
"Oh! I'm so sorry!"
Maddelyn slowly picked up the pork chop and set it on the table. She didn’t like the girls she had decided to sit with anymore. Maddie looked up at the girl who had dumped her tray. She had a pork chop stain on her skirt but still it was better than being the girl who dropped it.
“Heeeey, it’s not like it wasn’t cooked or something…” Maddie hated it but she felt the clumsy girl had more in common with her than anyone else here. Aside from Kip, obviously.
“I was just getting up to go to the restroom so this is really not a big deal. I’m Maddelyn by the way. Are you taking literature?” Maddie asked her.
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Previous Characters (if applicable): Florence Prothero, George LaFleur, PW Finch.
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