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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Disa Anastasia Amethyst
Gender: Female
Age: Fifteen - 18 October 1950Bloodline:Pureblood
Parents/Guardians: Nidia and Leon Amethyst - npcs
Residence:The Amethyst Estate in Leeds, England
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.
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Biography: (100 words minimum.)Disa Anastasia Amethyst was born in the fall of 1950.
The only child to Nidia and Leon Amethyst, she was the sole heir to their generous fortune. Between a fashion designer and alcohol extraordinaire, there was no wanting to be had in their household. Both parents worked incredibly hard to support their lavish lives despite their own luxurious backgrounds. Both came from pureblooded families and expected exactly that for their own daughter. At the age of eighteen, it was common knowledge that she would be married off upon graduation and beginning her career at St. Mungo's. There were no ifs, ands, or buts to the conversation, and she knew that.
But Disa didn't mind. She wanted nothing more than to make her parents happy and proud of her. Besides, her parents loved one another immensely despite being in a prearranged marriage at her age, so why wouldn't it work out for her as well?
Life at Hogwarts had been good to her thus far. Her grades were impeccable, really focused on being able to get into her dream job. She had friends, even if they were held at arm's length. Disa wanted to continue being the perfect, obedient, and somewhat naive daughter. The fifteen-year-old had yet to even be kissed, much her own dismay. She wanted to branch out and experience more things but was too scared to do so.
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:Type your response here.
A proper lady wouldn’t engage with strange children in a park. It wouldn’t be gossiped in fairer ways if those same children were of any less blood than pure. Duty was to always come first, despite the feelings of others. But, rejection should be done with a smile always, as to not offend. Perception was everything, especially in the public eye.
And those intrusive thoughts were why Disa smiled warmly at the young girl demanding attention.
“I’m so sorry, I don’t have time,” she lied sweetly.
There was a speck of sympathy found twinkling in her doe eyes. If it weren’t for the nosy eyes burning into her back, the teen would have sat down and played with her, but that couldn’t be changed.
“I hope you have fun!”OTHERHow did you find us?
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