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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Vesper Delacroix
Gender: Female
Age: 8
Bloodline:Pureblood
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): Francois and Chantal Delacroix (NPCs)
Residence: 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:Circe & Co
Biography: (100 words minimum.)Life was easy for Vesper, especially since she was an only child. Her parents, who moved their family to London when Vesper was 6, doted on their daughter. They were instant socialites and Vesper grew up in their shadow waiting to step into the limelight.
She's a little ball of energy which her parents help channel through ballet and piano, but she has a knack for causing trouble. She goes through nannies like she does socks. For the most part she just wants to have fun.
Her first language was French, but she acclamated to English easy. Her mother is her idol. Where her father was rough her mother was soft and had a way with people. She could turn the heads of a crowd just by entering. Vesper wanted nothing more than to do the same.
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:She watched as the other kids played. Who could she get in trouble today? It was truly the only fun worth having. Her nannies liked to call her evil, but she didn't even know what that meant. Her eyes roamed until her eyes fell upon another girl on a broom chasing after older kids.
Analyzing the target was easy. The hard part was implementing the plan. How could she get the girl to come to her? She pulled her sunglasses down a bit so she could get a clearer vision of things.
"You!" "...Do you want to play?"
Well that was easier than she thought it would be. She didn't even have to do anything and the prettiest fell into the trap. "Sure!" She said with a smile and her hand on her hip. "But I only play with my broom. Can you help me?" She asked as her eyes teared up right on cue. "It fell into the pond."
Hopefully the girl knew how to swim and she would get in trouble for being soaking wet. It would be the best start to Vesper's day. Causing pain to others was what she did best.
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