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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Ava Adair
Gender: Female
Age: 10 years old
Bloodline:Pureblood
Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): No parents, as she's an orphan.
Residence: No residence quite yet-will probably live in the orphanage.
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?Yes, the Hogsmeade Children's Home.
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:Claire Douquette
Biography: (100 words minimum.)Ava Adair was born to Amelia and James Adair, both of whom were writers. She spent the first nine years of her life surrounded with books of on all kinds of topics, from potions to dragons. Ava was shy by nature and preferred to sit by the big window in the library with a book instead of playing outside with the other kids.
Unfortunately, when she was nine her parents came down with a strange illness that no one could seem to cure. She spend many hours at St. Mungo’s watching her parents lay so very still under their blankets, she often got up from her chair to check if they were still breathing. Less than a month later the healers discovered a cure; but it was too late, Ava’s parents have passed on not a week before.
The only thing she had left of them was the sliver locket with their pictures inside. Now Ava was left alone in the world, nothing but her books and locket to keep her company.
Even having been through this, Ava always looks on the bright side of things, and never resorts to violence or mockery, no matter how provoked.
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:Ava was not used to being shouted at, so when she heard the other girl she startled so much she dropped the book she was holding to the ground.
She had not planned on going outside at all today, but was ushered out anyway, only managing to grab a book before she was gently shoved outside and told to 'Go get some sun and socialize.' What ever that meant. She had gone to the park planning on finding a shady tree to read under in peace.
She turned and looked at the girl in surprise, her grey-blue eyes wide as she brushed a stray strand of her long light hair behind her ear. What shocked her even more, though, is when the girl asked her to play.
She blinked her large eyes, her mind trying to process the request. She has never been asked to play before, mostly due to the fact she rarely went outside anymore, and also because most kids thought she was weird, what with her rarely going outside and being so quiet all the time.
"I-er-sure!" she said, her face breaking into a huge smile as she stepped closer to the girl, her book now completely forgoten.OTHERHow did you find us?
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