Post by Evelyn Conway on Jun 30, 2008 11:57:57 GMT -5
CONWAY, evelyn
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`` the MUGGLE.
name/alias:: Amy
age:: 15
gender:: Female
contact info:: PM, Email
years roleplaying:: About 6
how did you find us?:: Coming Clean
other characters:: None, as of yet
notes::
`` the STUDENT.
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general .
full name:: Evelyn Marie Conway
nicknames: Eve
gender:: Female
age:: 16
birth date:: December 31st
year:: Sixth Year
wand:: Fir, eleven inches, core of a unicorn mane hair
blood status:: Half-blood
notes::
appearance .
height/weight:: Evelyn stands proudly at a height of five foot five and weighs around one hundred five pounds.
body type:: Slender
hair color:: Black
eye color:: Vibrant blue
overall::
Evelyn is a spitting image of her mother, and she does not mind being called so. From her rounded face down to each of her toes she looks like her mother. Except perhaps for that one feature, the feature that she prefers more than any other. Her eye color. The hue of her eyes is a rich blue that seems to shine from her head like glowing orbs. Perhaps her eyes would not seem quite as vibrant if she did not hold a dark ebony hair color. The features of her face are subtle, and in many ways the girl still appears rather youthful. Her complexion seems very even and clear, something that the girl enjoys about herself very much. In reality, the girl is rather boastful in a way with her appearance. Around these beautiful blue eyes, the girl will draw a line around them with eyeliner as dark as her hair. She believes it emphasizes them.
The girl's hair is always in numerous styles and she plays with it almost constantly. Up. Down. Ponytail. Clips. Everything you can imagine this girl has done with her shoulder length hair, and it seems like she is always trying to come up with new things to do with it. Often though, she has one boring silver clip off to one side. At times this can seem rather random, not like the girl isn't rather spontaneous, but it is one little trademark that the girl has. The girl usually will not wear black or dark hued shirts as she believes it takes away from the color of her hair. She has a way with trying to emphasize the features that she finds most attractive about herself. In such a manner, the girl almost always wears snug shirts. Not only do they look good upon her slender frame, they also make her look just as skinny as she really is.
She strives to make herself look the best, and in a way holds an egotistical attitude about things. Skirts and shorts normally adorn her lower body, showing off her slender legs. Perhaps she isn't the most curvaceous girl in the world, but she flaunts what her mother gave her. Almost exactly like her mother would have her do. In appearance the girl gives off a friendly, but slightly self-absorbed air. Not the air that she is better than anyone, but just showing that she is very comfortable with the way that she looks. In a sense almost too comfortable.
notes::
personality .
likes:: (min. 10)
- Singing
- Night
- Partying
- Care of Magical Creatures
- Her family
- Boys
- Quidditch
- Running
- Flirting
- Flying
dislikes:: (min. 10)
- Spiders
- Potions
- History of magic
- Being alone
- Rats
- House stereotypes
- Betrayal
- Lies
- Fakes
- Death
goals:: (min 3)
- Get through Hogwarts
- Get a boyfriend
- One day work with magical creatures for a living
fears:: (min 3)
- Death
- Pain
- Being stabbed/drowned
overall::
Evelyn may seem slightly typical for a girl, enjoying certain things and not others. In reality though, the girl is anything but typical. She has an eye out to keep herself from getting hurt, often putting others in the way of danger. This isn't done on purpose or out of a lack of respect for them, just to keep herself safe. Evelyn has learned to value herself over others, because when it is all said and done she will always have herself. But the girl isn't totally concerned about keeping herself safe, she does have a bit of compassion and sympathy for those that are in her close circle of friends. And only those within her close circle of friends. Sometimes the girl appears rather stand-offish upon first appearance and isn't always the most welcoming, but she has a heart of gold once one can break down her thick exterior shell.
Her mother raised her to be brave, but she did not raise her to be foolish. The girl is rather overly brazen in some respects and rarely will step down from a challenge, especially those where she can prove her power to others. She enjoys being the center of attention, especially in the eyes of guys. Her father never was around much when she was younger, and the girl never felt much love from either side of her parents. She tends to go around searching for companionship in the wrong ways, giving herself to guys and doing foolish things for them in search of 'love'. When around guys, it can be easy to say she has quite the whore personality.
Classes? The girl hardly knows what those are, if she's not skipping classes she's sleeping through them. It's not like she gets bad marks anyway, a little bit above average. Evelyn is in actuality very smart, she just chooses to deny her intelligence and not put forth the required effort into classes. The teachers usually see her as one who doesn't really care, which may be true, but the girl finds herself much too troubled to study and pay much attention. Especially since often she goes out and hangs out with her friends, or is giving favors to people that she believes deserve them. The girl often doesn't mind much that her life isn't as perfect as some people's, but she thinks that in a way hers is better.
notes::
history .
family:: (include name, age, occupation, and personal relation with each)
father;; Guy Conway: 40: Ministry of Magic worker
mother;; Jeanne Conway: 38: Healer
siblings;;
Marcus Conway: 15: Brother
Hannah Conway: 17: Sister
pets;; Belle: gray kitten
other;; None
hometown:: Devon, England
financial status:: Above average
overall::
Ebony was born on a brisk December thirty-first, only a half hour before midnight. The girl was raised at first to be a family oriented child, always respecting her older sister and younger brother. Guy and Jeanne were both half-bloods and they ensured that their children were raised to know the wizarding world and acknowledge it. Ebony was the last of the children to show magical ability, and in the end Hannah hardly showed any. Marcus was always the more flamboyant and magically talented child in the family. It was easy for Marcus to win the love and affection of his father, and he frequently shunned his daughters for not being as magically inclined as the son. Guy's love for Marcus would be the family's demise. By the time Guy was ten he was the sole priority of his father, and the majority of his home time was spent with the boy.
Jeanne turned spiteful towards her husband, but only when the children were away. She wanted to put up a facade for them to believe that the family was much more perfect than it actually was. Hannah never minded the lack of attention from her parents, and she often went off by herself. Evelyn was not that easily distracted as a child, and often she tried to win love from her parents. After her first year at Hogwarts, her mother began pampering her and encouraging her to be more free with her personality and beliefs. When Evelyn was young she had been a very devoted and hard worker, but deep within her there had always been something jealous, something working and waiting to rebel. The attention she received from her mother encouraged her to search for attention from other men since her father was always too caught up with Marcus to notice her.
To her surprise, Marcus went to an all boys magical academy in some other country, Evelyn found it as all of her competition gone. She had always been the child that was much more malicious and wicked then the others, although she rarely would show this violence. Evelyn began to leave the house and mingle with the muggles, proclaiming that she was sent to a private school. Originally she only began bragging to them, but by the time she was going into her fourth year things within her household had changed drastically. Guy and Jeanne got into a large fight about Marcus and the attention he was receiving. It resulted in Guy and Marcus leaving. Jeanne was left for a year with Hannah and Evelyn.
It was not a difficult year considering for the majority of it she was alone, but it was hard for her to stand being so alone. Financially she was well off, but other than that the woman grew very depressed. Often she would cry and avidly she would send owls to her favorite daughter, Evelyn. Every moment she could the girl went home to visit her mother, for she had enough heart to know that something terribly bad was going to happen if she remained alone. One night she took her sister and they wrote a note to their father, one proclaiming that the family was not the same without him. It was one of the strange moments when Evelyn and Hannah were actually bonding and together. Their relationship was not tainted like the one with Marcus, but the girls were never overly close. Often Hannah envied her sister for looking so much like their mother, she looked like more of a mix of her parents rather than like one or the other.
Guy shockingly returned to their mother. It turned out that the one year apart would rekindle their love, but it never ended the rivalry between Evelyn and her brother. Hannah became more distant from the majority of the family, rarely talking to anyone but Evelyn. Their bond had grown closer than ever before, but in public they hardly ever even glanced in the others direction. As she enters her sixth year and Hannah her seventh they prepare for a bit of dangers coming from their household. Marcus had caused yet another feud by asking for a large sum of money.
notes::
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preferred house:: No preferred houses, essentially anything but ravenclaw.
read the rules?:: admin katie accepted.
roleplay sample:: (can be recycled, and remember, quality before quantity)X.Nath.Loner.X
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The howl. It had came from lovely Artemis, the brute's superior. A command it was, a command for all to summon at the old bank a meeting of sorts it was bound to be. Nath drug himself to his feet and looked gloomily down upon the large paws beneath himself. Twas a gathering, yes it was. And considering he was the new Beta then he would probably be put in the spotlight of some sort or something else rather uncomfortable. It would go horrible, the brute was certain of it. Absolutely certain that the meeting would go absolutely horrid.
His hips began to roll lightly as he rose his speed from standing to a light trot, his auds perking as he went along in the even that another howl of reason would be cast to the group. Tilting his cranium upward her howled a deep howl, rather raspy, calling to Artemis. It was his song that told her he was coming. It was short, and seemed to end abruptly, but he was rather certain that Artemis would understand that it was his nature to act in such a way.
As he trotted toward the bank and his thoughts drifted back to the second female he had believed himself to love. Her dubbance was Aludra, such a beautiful calling. She was apparently a known player, known to everyone except him. He had wasted himself on her and then couldn't even defend his pride against her fighting. But, he had grown better, no doubt, as he grew older. And no doubt, she had too. He assumed the female had settled down with pups or a mate by now, but somehow knew that her life had not been as perfect as he figured. She was probably miserable, yearning for someone who would actually love her.
And his hips kept rolling, his pads kept lightly tapping as the great brute of a dog was trotting toward his Alphess. His mind was still elsewhere though, and he permitted his thoughts to sing to him, it was an old old clip of something that he had heard back when he was a young pup. Back when the humans were around, back before Aludra. Before Chara. Before the farm. Back when he was still with his parents, back at his real home. It reminded him so much of Aludra it burned.
'Here you are how's the big time, darling?
Hope I helped make your dreams come true,
And in a way I'm ashamed of not being your first or your last,
Just the first cool enough to admit to
I can hide by my reputation,
While sadly you're making your own.'
His thoughts pounded dully through his head, and before he realized it he was standing at the back of the bank. His tail hung lifelessly between his legs as he stopped, his corpse just standing stiff and rigid. On the other side of this bank an Alphess would be waiting with her pack. And the second in command was to be walking around soon, but Nath knew he was not truly second in command.
He was more responsible for defense, meaning he was the intelligence of the group, or so it felt. He was to assist them, Lakota and Artemis if they needed anything. A second in command slave, with a pretty name and a silence that could break backs. That was all Nath was made of. Hatred and coldheartedness worn on his sleeve, pretending he was worth something.
Authority would never be shown in his stance, and neither would submission. He stood as a strong loner. A strong dead body on stiff rigid legs. He had lost himself to atrophy, and somehow was forced to stay alive by these who thought him useful. He was not useful, just brutally intelligent? Not even that, he just knew how the world worked. Nath knew that none could love the way you did when you felt that special feeling that the being you were with was meant for you. There was only one bitch like that in the world for him.
Her name was Chara.
And she was dead.
A deep sigh escaped his maw and the brute began trotting around the building. Auds were perked and body rippling with muscles as he rounded the corner and entered the bank through the main front entrance. The same entrance Artemis had entered but minutes prior. His trot had been more of a run to most, but he had not realized what speed he had possessed as he kept pressing forward.
A nod of his head announced his greeting to Artemis. Golden eyes flashed over the scene before him, and his head hung low for a moment before becoming rigidly alert as always. Chara was on the mind. And the one daughter that had no chance of survival. The bitch he had almost called his own, but had played him. The humans he could not rescue. The life he could not save.
Everything was flashing before the brute's eyes.
notes:: 'twas a recycled post =]
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