CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter name: Phoebe M. Branden
Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: Owen Stevens & Faye Durham
Character age: 36
Character education: Attended Elementary School in Boston, MA. Attended Salem until graduation.
Strength and weaknesses (details please): Phoebe excels in Charms, but has a particular weakness in Divination, as she cannot understand it and never has had the ability to.
Physical description: Stands at 5 foot and 3 inches tall. Blonde hair, falling in cascades of soft waves, settling just below her shoulders. Usually seen wearing dress suits and kitten heels.
Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.): Phoebe is not one to be messed with. She may have a kind and loving heart and a care of those with studious minds, she lacks patience with troublemakers, often leading to many detentions. She likes to believe that she knows her teaching subjects well, but can sometimes feel like she was not good enough for her job, even though her books were known in Europe and the USA.
Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: Phoebe had always had a passion for knowledge and searched for it in every book she could find. As she grew up, the passion evolved into the yearning to pass on her knowledge to the next generation, and what better way to do that than become a teacher? She became an Author, but now that the whole world has gone back in time, her books were forgotten about and she had to try teaching.
Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.): Born Phoebe Marie Paquin in St. Judes, Boston, MA, the only child of Andrew Paquin and Penelope Paquin-Branden, the woman had lead a very happy life. Her father was a Professor at Salem Institute and her mother was a writer. She had grown up in a very happy environment on their ranch. She had a love for horses and her parents owned seven. Her own horse was a Black Andalusian horse called Sanguine, whom she would spend hours riding down the riding tracks of their village of Beacon Hill.
Growing up, Phoebe had been very partial to her mother's books, which were variations of muggle children's stories that she had changed into magical perspective, making sense of the muggles' ideas of fantasy. Her particular favourite was 'Cinderella Resanne'. The story was about a young girl, who's mother died in child birth and her father, an Auror, got remarried to her elitist, pureblood step-mother and was later killed on an assignment. Cinderella was shunned for her Halfblood status and was forced to become their maid. Until, that was, her god-mother, Letitia Valour came and saved her. She could not live with her, but Letitia gave Cinderella a time-turner, so that she always had a way out.
As she grew up, she became interested in charms, enchantments and transfiguration. She would read spellbooks, trying to make herself smarter, more ready for going to Salem. Hopefully, her father would retire by then, letting her live her life at Salem without parental supervision. Luckily,
her father retired just as she finished Elementary School. By the time she had gotten her acceptance letter to Salem, her father had settled into the life of a farmer. He was finally taking his ranch life seriously.
Attending Salem had been a new adventure to Phoebe and as she finished her final year as a popular senior, with O's in Charms and Transfiguration and E.E's in Divination, Summoning and Conjuring and Herbology, she decided that she would become an Author.
Moving to England with her first book title in her mind, she carried out the next year writing up her masterpiece, residing in the historic village of Godric's Hollow. The name of which was in memorial of one of the founders of Hogwarts School, the British magical school for young witches and wizards.
After her parents had made the shocking announcement of their divorce, Phoebe decided to become a writer, following in her mother's footsteps. She legally changed her last name to her mother's maiden name and the surname of her pen-name; Branden.
The newly-named Phoebe Maria Branden became the author of two spellbooks and a Grimoire that were now on the shelves in every wizarding bookstore in Europe and the United States of America and were used in Charms and Transfiguration classes in all of the magical schools in the world. She is currently writing a new book, which is completely different to all of her other works. She was writing an original children's story, dedicated to her mother, who had recently died of old age. Her father still writes to her and she would respond accordingly, promising to visit him on the very same ranch that she grew up on. Whilst she missed her father greatly, she had no time to visit in the near future, what with her book unfinished and in need of a second main character; a love interest for the heroine.
She was looking for a relationship, the unknown suitor would be her inspiration and the final piece to the puzzle that was, 'Marie Paquin and the Magic Within'. Finding her own happily ever after was the key to her heroine's happiness and she would never give up trying to find the one who could make her life's ambition complete.
SAMPLE ROLEPLAY(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.) The water by the lakeshore rippled, dark under the overcast sky, and thick with moss growth. Ripples grew into small waves, spreading in concentric circles that sloshed against the rocks and sent a small family of mice living in a rotted out log above the waterline scurrying for cover.
And then the lake exploded.
A fountain erupted, splattering muddy water and assorted bits of lake bottom. Something very, very large thrashed and roiled, tentacles slapping wildly at the surface.
Elizabeth despised the squid, and more importantly, she disapproved of it. It was disorderly. Truth be told, she was the sort of woman who disapproved of a great many things, the disorderly ones most particularly. A tall, severe woman in her forties who never smiled, Elizabeth was so parsimonious with praise that it was said that if good will could be saved up she'd be sitting on a pile of it like dragon over a horde. The school's Headmistress was very good at disapproval.
Brown water flowed in a tent around her upraised wand, blocked by an invisible umbrella.
“He has a cold again!” Pythagorea Proud, the school’s much-harried Deputy Headmistress fussed, as she shook a spatter of mud off of her arm. She hadn’t been as quick with her wand work.
“He won’t take his medicine. We’ve been trying all morning. Someone is going to have to deal with him!”Arms folded, the tip of Elizabeth’s pointed black and very sensible shoe tapped against the rocky bank. She glanced over at their newest Professor, her expression thoughtful. “You’ll do,” she offered flatly, her tone leaving little room for argument. This was going to prove to be a very different sort of interview...
Roleplay Response:"You'll do."Oh dear...The headmistress was looking at
her? Of course, she could help, but she wasn't trained in giving a giant squid the medicine for a cold! What to do, what to do. There were so many different ways she could go about this, but only one of them was least likely to harm the squid. After thinking it over for several seconds, Phoebe came to the conclusion that this was a good way to show off her talents.
As she stepped forward, she put on a face of pure confidence and, without saying a word, she walked to the edge of the lake. As she waited for the squid to appear, she pointed her wand at the water. She did not have long to wait as the gargantuan beast crashed from beneath the watery depth and sprayed water for metres. Readying herself, she targeted the squid with her wand and waved her wand, silently uttering the incantation.
IncarcerousWatching with delight as the ropes flew from her wand and wound themselves around the creature, leaving it unable to move, she suddenly realised that it now could not swim, so she waved her wand again quickly, focusing on another incantation.
LocomotorSoon, she was moving the creature towards her and placing it in shallow waters, so it could still breathe, but was easier to approach. Phoebe then turned silently to her superior, nodded her head in respect and said simply.
"The creature should take it's medicine now, if only to be freed from it's bindings. Will that be all, ma'am?"
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