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Archived Applications / Septima Whisp - Child
« on: 11/01/2017 at 17:48 »
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Septima Whisp
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Bloodline: Muggleborn
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Type your response here.
No, they aren't played characters. They don't want me to be a witch. They don't believe in wizardry.
Residence:
Type your response here - where does your character live?
In a normal house with Halfblood grandparents. Parents didn't want me to live with them because of my "abilities".
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Type your response here.
I want to have a connection to the orphanage.
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Type your response here.
I want to be approved as a group with other characters. I don't care who, but, I would like them to be near my age, any gender. Mainly because I need friends. I am home schooled, so, I don't really have friends.
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Type your response here.
NONE
Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Type your response here.
I was born into an all muggle family. They didn't believe in wizardry. My letter came from Hogwarts to me. They took it and didn't want me to go. They said if I wanted to go, they were going to put me in the orphanage. My grandparents, who are both halfbloods, took me in with them. They took me to Diagon Alley and brought me to Ollivander's. Mine was a Pear Wood with a Dragon Heartstring core, 12 3/4 inches, slightly yielding flexibility. They then taught me simple spells. "Lumos" was my favorite. Then about a year later, my letter came. We went to Gringott's to get money for my supplies and robes. Next thing I knew, I was at Hogwart's with my Norhtern white-faced owl. I named her Kiko. She was my only friend for a while.
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.
"Umm.. Me? Why, yes, yes I would like to play!"
OTHER
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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Septima Whisp
Gender: Female
Age: 14
Bloodline: Muggleborn
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?):
Type your response here.
No, they aren't played characters. They don't want me to be a witch. They don't believe in wizardry.
Residence:
Type your response here - where does your character live?
In a normal house with Halfblood grandparents. Parents didn't want me to live with them because of my "abilities".
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Type your response here.
I want to have a connection to the orphanage.
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Type your response here.
I want to be approved as a group with other characters. I don't care who, but, I would like them to be near my age, any gender. Mainly because I need friends. I am home schooled, so, I don't really have friends.
Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Type your response here.
NONE
Biography: (100 words minimum.)
Type your response here.
I was born into an all muggle family. They didn't believe in wizardry. My letter came from Hogwarts to me. They took it and didn't want me to go. They said if I wanted to go, they were going to put me in the orphanage. My grandparents, who are both halfbloods, took me in with them. They took me to Diagon Alley and brought me to Ollivander's. Mine was a Pear Wood with a Dragon Heartstring core, 12 3/4 inches, slightly yielding flexibility. They then taught me simple spells. "Lumos" was my favorite. Then about a year later, my letter came. We went to Gringott's to get money for my supplies and robes. Next thing I knew, I was at Hogwart's with my Norhtern white-faced owl. I named her Kiko. She was my only friend for a while.
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.
"Umm.. Me? Why, yes, yes I would like to play!"
OTHER
How did you find us? Google
