Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Indigo Devlin
Gender: Female
Age: 17

Education: Hogwarts Graduate

Residence:
Devlin Manor, Cambridge

Occupation
Unemployed

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management? Indigo plans to work for The Daily Prophet.

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

• Charms: 10
• Divination: 8
• Transfiguration: 6
• Summoning: 8

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
N/A

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Klavdiya Borovsky.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)

Indigo Devlin was born the 10th of October -just two minutes before midnight- in 1924 to Alric and Alice Devlin, a twin to her dear fraternal sister, Marilla Ruth Devlin. Their mother having grown up with such a bland name, she decided to give the girls two unusual ones, so that they would stand out rather than blend in like she had. The only problem with that was that Indigo, as they would come to find, was very shy and disliked attention and by extension, standing out.

Growing up she had few close friends and an abundance of anxiety, always worried about the way she looked or what people thought of her. As she grew, her anxiety began to wither away, but it never truly dissipated. Upon her arrival to Hogwarts she was sorted into Hufflepuff, the house she had secretly been hoping for. Her years at Hogwarts were a marvel academically, as she excelled in most of her classes. But she faded into the background, and her classmates barely remembered her name. The few that did notice her labeled her as the skittish, shy girl in their classes, or the girl who never spoke. In her fifth year, Indigo realized she had a knack for Divination- she enjoyed the class and took it upon herself to learn how to use tarot cards, her skills improving vastly within just a year's time. She also began to enjoy learning about muggles, a pass time that her parents were unhappy with.

Now that Indigo has graduated with her sister Marilla, she finds herself stuck in a rut. She isn't quite sure what she wants to do with her life yet, though a part of her has a hunch she'd do well with the Daily Prophet. She and Marilla spend a good amount of time reading and discussing novels together, and in her own personal time, Indigo finds herself wandering around Godric's Park or practicing divination with her little sister Sierra.

Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.

Roleplay Response:

Indigo sat still on a bench in Diagon Alley, her nose deeply buried in a book as the huddled masses hurried past her in a lunchtime frenzy. The pages were crisp and yellow, tainted with the mark of old age. She'd borrowed this book (Why I Didn't Die When the Augurey Cried by Gulliver Pokeby) from the Hogwarts library one year ago, before she had graduated, and hadn't returned it yet- biting her lip, she held in a nervous giggle.

Indigo wasn't a thief, exactly- she just had a bad sense of memory, and had honestly forgotten to return it before the allotted  date. And when she had finally remembered, it was too late. Her social anxiety was what kept her from returning it now, mostly for fear of being scolded or humiliated.

Looking up briefly from the pages, her green eyes surveyed the area around her. A woman with a notepad was walking along the alley when her heel was suddenly caught on a loose stone, sending her toppling down.

"Merlin's fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!"

Indigo's eyebrows shot up, and she immediately rushed to place her book down and hurry over to the distressed woman, expression full of concern.  "Here, let me help you." She reached for the woman's shoe, hurrying to collect it as the crowd charged on by.

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