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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.Name: Artemis Diane Foxe (aka Temmy)
Birthday: June 2, 1945
Hometown: Bristol, England
Bloodline: Halfblood
Magical Strength (pick one):Divination
Magical Weakness (pick one):Transfiguration
Year (pick two): 1st / 2nd
Biography: It had always been the two of them. It was them against their parents' disapproval with their latest
invention. It was them against their older cousins that refused to let them play. It was them against their friends that called them weird when they never left the other behind even when they didn't have room for both of them in their games. It was them. Two. They were opposite sides of the same coin dipped in mischief only good when exchanged for plotted chaos.
Temmy has grown up defining herself against Pol’s reference point, the circle she drew of her life clung to his reliable centre. She could sense him on the edge of her own consciences, the echo of her thoughts and feelings from a male mind. It was going to be the two of them.
Forever.
Right?
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.House Request: Not Hufflepuff. Preferably Ravenclaw.
Personality:Loud only to fill the spaces of Pol’s silence, Temmy is mischievous in a calculated way. Not one to act impulsively, Temmy evaluates situations and possibilities before choosing. She is deeply loyal to her family and her twin, and quick to jump to their defence. To outsiders or those she views as outsiders, she is impassive and unwilling to intervene.
Appearance:Very much the female version of Apollo, Artemis has blonde hair and hazel eyes, with broader shoulders than most girls her age. She tends to be one of the taller ones of her age-group and lean from endless hours on the farm.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.Option I:for sake of role-play, assuming house isn’t Slytherin. Pol implications done with player’s permission!Temmy knew she was most definitely not supposed to be here, because it was very much the opposite direction from her Common Rooms. However, no one ever became an expert by sticking to the rules. Sometimes innovation required a bit of rule breaking.
(With Their type of innovation, it almost always required rule breaking.)
It had started in Their Common Room, with Temmy trying to convince Pol the essay was the least of Their worries. They were in a completely new environment, with new sets of rules, and Temmy knew next to nothing about anything, that included the dratted moving staircases she almost fell down the first day.
The logical resolution to this was to build a map of the entire Castle. Looking at a map of the Castle was only a fraction of learning it, Temmy much preferred to draw it from her own discovery. Marking the points that were important to her, like interesting doorways and good spots to hitch a rope.
Pol, though, was resolute in not leaving past curfew. Something about the consequence of being thrown out in first year, though Temmy knew she knew he was not that thrilled with the idea of an entire year here. As well, when Temmy sat down and thought about it, she decided a first year exploring would not warrant expulsion. It just wouldn’t make sense.
So here she was, trailing her hand along the wall, growing comfortable as the shadows took shape to archways she committed to memory. Until a voice pierced her study.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"Temmy jumped as well, though she couldn’t even see the other girl. It was a jolt of panic, an echo of Pol’s sudden alertness before she looked for the source. Pol pressed against her, silent, invisible but for the silver thread that linked their minds.
“Is she supposed to be down here?” Temmy asked in return, now worried that another bodiless voice was to join them.
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