Post by ismene on Jun 28, 2009 3:08:36 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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ISMENE SIANDRA NOTT[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Is or Issy
AGE: Nineteen
YEAR: Graduated
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight, but will "experiment" and such
D.O.B.: June 27, 2001
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Slytherin
ALLEGIANCE: Death Eater
PROFESSION: Employee at the Leaky Cauldron
WAND TYPE: Basalisk skin, Rosewood, 8.5 inches
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Green
HEIGHT: Five feet, nine inches
WEIGHT: One hundred and twenty pounds
BODY TYPE: Thin and tall, but big busted and toned
VOICE: British accent, and very feminine (don't think high picthd though)
PERSONAL STYLE: Kind of whore-ish (think short dresses, mini skirts, short-shorts)
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: If there were two things that could be noticed about Ismene immediately it would be: a) her tattoos. Ismene is covered with them, quite literally from her head to her toes. She has them on her chest, her sides, her lower back, her ankle, her hand and so on. And b) would be her chest size. This girl has probably got the biggest bust ever. And, she'll probably tell you straight out that they aren't real if you were to ask. So, besides her tattoos and her chest, what else is there to this girl? Well, she's five feet, nine inches and is built fairly well and could probably easily kick someone's ass. She's got long platinum blonde hair which she has also put in extensions of the same colour. She tends to dress like a whore, however. She likes her tight jeans or very short dresses with tight tops. Well, she likes her clothes tight to begin with. But, in all honesty, she is a pretty girl.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: Being lied to and not telling the truth herself, country music, musicals, being left out of something, the Order of the Pheonix, bitchy girls, her brother Laius at times, girly girls, people who have problems with her but won't speak them, white chocolate, cheese, Rose Weasley and the rest of the Weasley crowd
GOALS: Ismene doesn't have many. Basically to just be happy and live a long life. She has this need to outlive everyone else around her, but have fun and have no regrets with doing so. Alos, some might say that the way she's going one of her goals would be to sleep with every guy she possibly ever could.
BOGGART: being called a copy
PATRONUS: Ismene's patronus would probably be her first time. Being thrown onto the bed the way the guy had done so and feeling all she had that night. But she won't admit this.
DEMENTOR: Having a broken heart. The first boyfriend she had left her broken hearted, and so, she decided never to go through that pain again which might have lead to the way she is now... or possibly not.
AMORENTIA: Men's cologne (such as Axe, etc.), roses, green apple
BASIC PERSONALITY: Pushy, sex-crazed, bitchy, typical Slytherin, attention whore, opinionated, impatient, quick witted, tempered, good with magic
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Daphnee Nott, nee Greengrass
BROTHER(S): Laius Nott
SISTER(S): None
OTHER: Astoria Malfoy, nee Greengrass, aunt
Draco Malfoy, uncle
Scorpius Malfoy, cousin
Rose Weasley, cousin-in-law as she is married to Scorpius
The rest of the Weasley clan through Scropius and Rose
BLOOD STATUS: Pure
HOMETOWN: East Sussex, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: East Sussex, England
BIOGRAPHY: She was born nineteen years ago to a Mr. and Mrs. Theodore and Daphnee [Greengrass] Nott. Who was she? Well, it started with the name of Ismene Siandra Nott. She was six pounds and eight ounces, blonde and blue eyed. She was also the second child the couple had borne. The first of which was a little boy who went by the name of Laius. He was two years older than her, and she seemed to steal away the spotlight from him the moment she was brought into the family. Of course, this was a natural thing, which was to be expected.
As the baby girl grew into a little girl, she continued to keep herself in the center of attention, having enjoyed it, though not knowing because she was too young to realize this. She was most definitely a Daddy's girl. Anyone knew that,and could tell that her love for her father would only grow from then on. She would follow her father around the large house, or would cry when he went out and she was unable to go with him. And so, she spent time with her mother, which had only brought on the young girl's future girly behaviour. Something she would come to both like and, at times, dislike.
By the time she was eleven, she found that magic came easily to her. Though, she was unable to use it properly and often without realizing it. She receieved her letter, like her older brother, from the school for magic known as Hogwarts. And, within a few months, off she went onto the train to head to the school. She was upset at frist, having not be able to see her father, but, he promised her things would go fine, she'd be okay, and he would send her something every so often to show her how much he cared and loved her, after she told him he wasn't allowed to forget her. Yes, the small child was afraid her father would forget her while she went away. Something she could probably not deal with if he had. But of course, you can't forget the daughter you've lived with since she was born and spoiled since then. Her first night at Hogwarts, she had been excited to find out that she had been sorted into the same house her father had been in: Slytherin. She had also been happy to find that the next morning, as a large number of owls swooped into the Great Hall that her father had sent her a little something. And throughout the next several months, several other things came to her in the morning mail, just as he had told her would.
When it came time to her third year, the girl had already turned the heads of nearly every male she walked past. And, she was lucky, so she always said. She didn't need any Veela blood to make her as pretty as she was. To make her the center of attention. She was outgoing and made several friends. She had also already started dating, much to her mother's disapproval. But, Ismene didn't care what her mother thought. She did what she wanted, which even sometimes went against what her father wanted. And, by the time she turned fourteen she had already lost her virginity, and had already slept with at least three other guys. She enjoyed the older boys most, though. And, she was easy going and an attention grabber, so it was easy for her to gt in with that group of students. She also turned into quite the little "Slytherbitch" as she got nicknamed, amongst other things. Ismene told the others what she wanted to, and got the reactions she wanted to. She did anything she wanted throughout all seven years of her education there, and it often only got worse. By the time she was in her seventh year she was sleeping with someone new all the time and de-flowering the younger boys she found sparked her interest, though always stopping a few years younger than herself. She never slept with anyone three years younger than herself. And, after graduating, she began working at the Leaky Cauldron as a waitress and sometimes manning the bar. And, for her seventeenth birthday, she treated herself to a little, or rather two very large somethings.
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: About a year
HOW YOU FOUND US: An ad on The Next Chapter
OTHER CHARACTERS: None.
RP SAMPLE:
Nathaniel waited for Harper to come and open up the door. He knew that he was the only one of her friends that knocked on the door, and maybe that was a hint as to who it was. Possibly why, when she did come and open up the door, she had begun by asking how many times she had, but then, that was it. She didn't continue. And, probably, or rather most likely, because the hallway in front of her was completely empty. He waited for her to say something next, something around the lines of asking if anyone was there, or saying hello and seeing if anyone answered her. And sure enough, she had. And, as soon as she had, he quickly, practically in a flash of light, got around the corner and nearly tackled her. He grabbed her around the waist as he did so, that way she wouldn't fall as he did so.
Laughing, Nathaniel stepped forward and into the apartment, causing her to step backwards at the same time. Yeah, he was happy that he had decided to come over and see her. After he got inside, he let go of her and then shut her door behind himself, and afterwards leaned back upon it, taking in the image of his friend. He could tell that Harper was not in the best shape she could be, she looked utterly horrible. "What the hell happened to you?" Nathaniel asked her, scrunching up his eye brows and his nose as he said it. He chuckled a bit, and then walked forward, and turned her around, facing her apartment.
He walked the two of them into Harper's livingroom, with her in front of him. Immediately he saw the mess of her apartment. It seemed as if she had done little moving in at all. And it caused him to take a second look. There were still boxes all over the place. "Umm, Harper, how long have you had this place?" He asked, arching a brow at her. It was not looking good so far in here. And he wasn't liking t. He would've come over to do all the unpacking himself if he knew he was coming over to see all of this. But, he understood what she as going through, having just lost Lane and her family being as it was, so he let it go. Well, obviously not completely, seeing as he had asked her about it.
Walking around one of the boxes, he sat himself down on the empty floor. He looked back up at Harper, awaiting her to either join him, or go back to whatever it was she had been doing before his arrival. He wasn't sure what she was doing before he came over, he wasn't some sort of Seer or anything. He looked away, and started rumaging through the nearest box. There wasn't much in it, it was basically just filled with bigger things that took up the box's space as opposed to a million little things. He randomly puled out some odd looking thing and threw it up at Harper, who he hoped was looking over at him. Because, he wasn't watching before he threw it, he just kind of threw it. Which might not have been the smartest thing that he had ever done. She could have been looking in some other direction and then he could have thrown it at her and the thing hit her or something. He didn't know. All he knew was that he should've lood before throwing it, it was common sense. Something he usually had. "Umm, what is that thing?" He asked her questioningly. "And are you going to come and sit your ass over here, or what?" He asked her, a smile on his face. He wanted her to come and join him.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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of Caution Bby!. Lyrics ("Use Somebody" Kings of Leon.
of Caution Bby!. Lyrics ("Use Somebody" Kings of Leon.
