Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Megara Risa Kinoshita

Gender: Female

Age: 12

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
Akiko Kinoshita and Poseidon Kinoshita- they aren’t, but I might put them up for adoption.

Residence:
Kinoshita Manor

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Nope.

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:
Ruby Lazuli, Anastasia Belyakov, Audrey Autumns, and Magdalene Morgenstern. Really racking in the subbies.

Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Kinoshita. The name brought fear into every the bravest one’s hearts. A powerful old pureblood family, they connect to Greece, Asia, and Spain.

Many pureblood families, however, come from all across the world, so what makes these few so special?

It all started with Megara’s grandfather, Hercules, and her great uncles- Hephaestus “Junior” Jr. (named after his grandfather), Zeus, and her great aunt, Calliope. All were born in Greece but took on a strongly Asian appearance- and every single one of them were named after greek gods and goddesses, for in their parents’ mind, that was what they were.

Born of  Typhon and Kiyoshi Kinoshita, they were raised in a traditional way, taught that they were the best of the best. Greece was in poverty in many places, but the Kinoshitas were thriving. The wealthiest family in the land, even though they despised muggles, they lived on equal magical and muggle ground- just so people of both sides would notice them and be jealous, for they lived for the look of awe people gave when they walked by their huge home.

Zeus was the eldest, followed by Hercules, Junior, and then finally Calliope. They were homeschooled by their parents. The Kinoshitas were heavily associated with dark magic- and used it so recklessly that even the muggles spread rumors about them. Typhon played it fast and loose- but when he was caught attempting to overthrow the Greek Ministry of Magic, things got bad… fast.

They had made a deal, however. If Typhon and his lovely (though innocent) wife Kiyoshi were executed, they’d allow their children to live… as long as they vowed to never returned to great Greece again. Kiyoshi’s death was an example of how cruel they could be, and the sparing of the children was to tell them that they weren’t completely heartless- the Greek Ministry of Magic was to be feared and admired.


So they fled all the way to Spain. By then, Calliope was rather young and Zeus was in his early twenties, so he took care of them. News of the Kinoshitas had spread worldwide, so they grew up with whispers and stares.

Megara was born in Spain, and homeschooled by her mother.

But they had lived, and, therefore, grown- each of them had their own children. But Zeus- even though he was progressively getting older in age, was caught up in Spanish gangs. In fact, he was the leader of one, but, through a bunch of twists, he was murdered.

In fear of their safety, last year they, once again, but without their big brave brother, they set off again, this time to England. They rebuilt their beautiful mansion and lived together, but they are still mourning their loss.

The manor is absolutely huge, not only do the siblings live there but also their children and their children’s children.

She was schooled in Hogwarts last year, but after the “incident” her parents withdrew her. This year she is homeschooled yet again, but her parents are debating letting her go back.

The Kinoshitas still have a notorious reputation, but, however, Megara, daughter of Poseidon, Hercules’s youngest son, doesn’t exactly fit the prototype for a family so fearsome. Her siblings- Erato, Bia, and Boreas often joke her about that.

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:
”You could totally pull of red lipstick, Meggie.”

Megara Kinoshita’s dark eyes flittered up her older sister, Bia. “Really?” Was all she could say, for she was unsure how to respond to such a statement. Even though the two were both kind of girly, Bia was definitely the more fashion  savvy of the two, and described Megara as “stuck in the eighteenth century.”

Megara hadn’t wanted to come with Bia, but she also didn’t want to damage her feelings and, let’s be honest: Megara had a backbone made of marshmallows, and, well, Bia wasn’t named after the Greek goddess of force for nothing.

Bia nodded, shifting through a bunch of papers, on which she had drew a bunch of different dresses. “Yeah. I mean, most of us just look like clowns, but you could really rock it, baby sister.”

Her cheeks flushed at the compliment. “Thank you, B.” She grinned at the ground, wringing her hands. Even though Bia occasionally scared her, she still liked to know that she thought something of her. “Remind me why we’re getting dressed up?”

“Hera’s thirteenth birthday,” Bia replied, and then she sat up and walked off. “I’m going to get some ice cream.”

“But-” Megara protested, but it was too late, for she had already walked off. She pouted. Megara didn’t like to be left alone… well, ever.

Cries of, “Get the snitch! Get the snitch!” From young boys drowned out her bad mood. She smiled as they zipped by- one by one. “Ay- you! Don’t let the other on get it!” She cried, clapping in amusement. She remembered when her older brother, Boreas, used to practically force her to play with him.

“You!”

Megara jumped, eyes swinging around until, finally, they settled on a little girl. It was surprising, how such a small thing could send her heart rattling. “Yes?” She replied politely.

"...Do you want to play?"

Megara blinked, mildly confused. “Um… me? Sure...”

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