Post by ALISON FLYNN on Apr 28, 2009 21:29:19 GMT
About You!
Name:Megan Clarke
Age:15
Gender: Female
Other Character(s)?: Nope
How did you find us?: Proboardtopsites.com
How can we contact you?: Linahawatyexriokohyuuga@gmail.com
Your Character
The Basics
Full Name: Alison Elizabeth Jane Flynn
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Wand: 11'' Cherrywood with a unicorn hair core.
Hogwarts House/Profession: Gryffindor
Pet(s):A black cat
Patronus: Pine Marten
In & Out
Picture:
Who are you?: Alison, well she's smart, but she doesn't like to show it. She's caring for the people she knows, for the people that's in her house, and sometimes even for complete strangers. She offers help to any one that needs it. She's sweet, very polite, and knows when to keep her mouth shut, sometimes. Despite her sweet and polite exterior, she has a shy, quiet insecure side. She's very self conscience about her appearance and the way people see her. She tries not so show it by keeping her head in her books, and homework. Excluding everything else about her, she's a very out going person, she's not afraid to fight for what she believes in, and for what is right. This, and everything else about her, makes her an oxi-moron.(200 words min.)
History
Blood : Pure Blood
Family: Her family is pretty much like the Weasleys. They're fascinated by muggles, and they believe every type of witch and wizard is equal. Though between Alison and her family, it's a strict house hold. Her parents think that school is more important then having friends and a social life. So this has made Alison dislike her parents deeply.
Role Play Example (2 paragraphs): She sits quietly, and lonely on the bench as the cold rain pours down from the sky. She unraveled her arms and pulled up her hood over her head, even though she already knew it wouldn’t work. She had left everything at home, and she knew she can’t. Ever. She sighed as she stood up, and walked down the street. She loved the rain, but she hated when her cloths got wet. They stuck to her, and made her feel uncomfortable, and not to mention when ever she walked she felt her feet squish into her shoes.
She held her soaked bag closed to her soaked shoulder, as she crossed the street. As she got to the other side, a car speeds past her, causing water from a huge puddle to splash on her. She grumbled but shook it off.
“What can get any worse then this?” She mumbled under her breath. She stopped at the corner when she heard roaring sounds come from the sky.
“Thunder. Great, just…great.” She growled quietly and looked up at the sky, spreading her arms up. “Just kill me now! It can’t get any worse then it has now!” She let her arms fall back to her sides as she runs across the street. She took down her hood, and pealed off her curly wet hair off her face. After a few minutes of walking she comes across a small park. She opens the gate, closes it behind her, and heads to the slide. She climbs up the ladder, and puts her bag down on one side, while she sits on the other. She looked up and sighed.
“It isn’t much, but at least it’ll keep the rain off me for while.” She yawned and laid her head back. She closed her eyes, listening to the rain pound down harder onto the plastic shelter, and listens to the roaring thunder.
Name:Megan Clarke
Age:15
Gender: Female
Other Character(s)?: Nope
How did you find us?: Proboardtopsites.com
How can we contact you?: Linahawatyexriokohyuuga@gmail.com
Your Character
The Basics
Full Name: Alison Elizabeth Jane Flynn
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Wand: 11'' Cherrywood with a unicorn hair core.
Hogwarts House/Profession: Gryffindor
Pet(s):A black cat
Patronus: Pine Marten
In & Out
Picture:
Who are you?: Alison, well she's smart, but she doesn't like to show it. She's caring for the people she knows, for the people that's in her house, and sometimes even for complete strangers. She offers help to any one that needs it. She's sweet, very polite, and knows when to keep her mouth shut, sometimes. Despite her sweet and polite exterior, she has a shy, quiet insecure side. She's very self conscience about her appearance and the way people see her. She tries not so show it by keeping her head in her books, and homework. Excluding everything else about her, she's a very out going person, she's not afraid to fight for what she believes in, and for what is right. This, and everything else about her, makes her an oxi-moron.(200 words min.)
History
Blood : Pure Blood
Family: Her family is pretty much like the Weasleys. They're fascinated by muggles, and they believe every type of witch and wizard is equal. Though between Alison and her family, it's a strict house hold. Her parents think that school is more important then having friends and a social life. So this has made Alison dislike her parents deeply.
Role Play Example (2 paragraphs): She sits quietly, and lonely on the bench as the cold rain pours down from the sky. She unraveled her arms and pulled up her hood over her head, even though she already knew it wouldn’t work. She had left everything at home, and she knew she can’t. Ever. She sighed as she stood up, and walked down the street. She loved the rain, but she hated when her cloths got wet. They stuck to her, and made her feel uncomfortable, and not to mention when ever she walked she felt her feet squish into her shoes.
She held her soaked bag closed to her soaked shoulder, as she crossed the street. As she got to the other side, a car speeds past her, causing water from a huge puddle to splash on her. She grumbled but shook it off.
“What can get any worse then this?” She mumbled under her breath. She stopped at the corner when she heard roaring sounds come from the sky.
“Thunder. Great, just…great.” She growled quietly and looked up at the sky, spreading her arms up. “Just kill me now! It can’t get any worse then it has now!” She let her arms fall back to her sides as she runs across the street. She took down her hood, and pealed off her curly wet hair off her face. After a few minutes of walking she comes across a small park. She opens the gate, closes it behind her, and heads to the slide. She climbs up the ladder, and puts her bag down on one side, while she sits on the other. She looked up and sighed.
“It isn’t much, but at least it’ll keep the rain off me for while.” She yawned and laid her head back. She closed her eyes, listening to the rain pound down harder onto the plastic shelter, and listens to the roaring thunder.
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