Post by randilynn on Aug 4, 2009 4:43:20 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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Randi Kay Bishop[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Randi
AGE: 22
YEAR: Not Applicable
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight, but not afraid to experiment if the situation calls for it
D.O.B.: October 17
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Ravenclaw
ALLEGIANCE: Neutral
PROFESSION: Auror
WAND TYPE: Ebony and Maple, 12 3/4 inches, Dragon Heartstring Core
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Blue
HEIGHT: 5 feet, 7 inches
WEIGHT: 120-125 fluctuating
BODY TYPE: Slender
VOICE: Irish Accent, oddly uses southern united states terms frequently.
PERSONAL STYLE: Seductive, playful, cute in a scene sort of way
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Randilyn is a rather tall young lady. standing 5 feet and seven inches tall. She weighs in at anywhere from 120, to 125, depending on the day, however it is likely she will play it down to a cool 115 on most occasions. Her skin is Caucasian, and completely free of blemishes, freckles, or birthmarks. Flawless, in her opinion. Her hair is blond, clearly dyed to be so. a streak of pink is found on her bangs. Her hair is never bound up, and goes down to the top of her butt. It smells strongly of strawberries at most times. She is of a slender build, but is extremely well toned. The type of girl who wouldn't think twice about dropping wands, and knocking you flat out. Her slender, long fingers, crafted perfectly for twirling a wand. Her breasts aren't large, and her hips aren't wide. Practically, her rear is the only thing that draws the attention of males at all. Her stomach is flat, but you won't catch a glimpse of her ribs. Her thighs are kind of thick, and her legs are lean. When taken into perspective, the young lady would have made an exemplary beater on her house team. Her feet aren't large, and her toenails are almost always painted. Black on a bad day, pink on a happier day. Around her left ankle is a tattoo of 6 black lines, going all the way around, making rings. On the underside of her left hand, where the wrist meets the palm, is the tattoo of a outlined star, that a first-year could have drawn. Her last, and possibly most revealing tattoo, hides in the small of her back, right about her butt, a raven, with outstretched wings. Perhaps a clue as to the young lady's house from her school days?
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: Heavy metal music, polka-dots, the bratty-no-it-all types, guns, Italian food, traveling via floo, potions, tap water, driving muggle vehicles, gnomes, house elves
GOALS: An ex-death eater, Randi is trying to integrate back into society as a proper Auror. This, along with having a wonderful life are all that she has going for her as far as aspirations go.
BOGGART: Randi learned quickly from her dealings as a death eater that she is absolutely terrified of dementors. She finds it imposible to focus enough to cast a patronus in her defense.
PATRONUS: As far as patronus' go, hers is a falcon. It emphasizes her love of the outdoors, but in no way reflects upon her fondest memory. This however, would be the moment in time where she threw down her mantle as Miss Murder, and chose a life of normality over the life of a death eater.
DEMENTOR: The day of her first task as a death eater. Randi was a spy, and tortured and killed her fellow Auror Theodore Bridges. This memory haunts her to this day, the way it was carried out, more than the act. She found him in his sleep, placed a body bind curse on him, drug his body to the bath tub and filled it.
AMORENTIA: Vanilla, Fried Chicken, Cigarette Smoke and Gasoline
BASIC PERSONALITY: Fun-loving, Chipper, Enthusiastic, extroverted, independent, sweet, seductive, deceptive, clever, controlled.
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Martina Bishop
BROTHER(S): None
SISTER(S): None
OTHER: A cat named Belladonna
BLOOD STATUS: Pure Blooded
HOMETOWN: Dublin
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Devon, England
BIOGRAPHY: Randilyn Kay Bishop grew up with her pure-blooded family far from what you might call Britan's magic scene. Her family was wealthy, but didn't live that life. They chose to appear upper-middle-class and it served Randi well. Her childhood was simple, and nothing screams notice. Her parents, being pure-blooded didn't exactly act the part. They integrated into the muggle society well, and Randi had many healthy relationships within their community. As a matter of notice, Randi's first love was a muggle, his name was Kevin, he lived just down the block from her.
Randi's absence from Dublin during her school days put a strain on this relationship, and Kevin left Randi during her fifth year. This event left her crushed, and thus began her downward slide into what could be called a hatred of muggles. She cut herself off from her 'normal' friends, and began taking in new friends. These are not the friends you take home to visit your parents, to be sure. She picked up a few bad habits; smoking, recreational drugs, and dark magic.
During her sixth year at Hogwarts, Randi had her first encounters with Death Eaters. Even as the times, as they were, she had no problems finding them on her own. In the back rooms at pubs, dark alleyways, all the right places. Randilyn graduated from Hogwarts with high marks in Charms, Potions, and Defense against the dark arts. She entered the adult world as an Auror, whilst at the same time swearing her allegiance to the darkness.
Operating as a double agent, Randilyn would spend countless hours tracking down and assailing known Death Eaters, stunning, confunding, and even killing her brethren. Once night would fall the tables would turn and she would hunt down her co-workers, and other ministry folk under the media-bestowed mantle of 'Miss Murder.' Due to an impressive attention to detail, the title was all that the media and Aurors had to go off of. Her true identity was never learned.
With the rise of the new era, Miss Murder quietly dissolved from the Prophet's pages, and her work was focused solely on being an Auror. Randi moved away from London, and retired in the quiet countryside, away from those who might still know her secret.
Thus we find ourselves at the current time. Randi operates a quiet life outside of her work, where she resides in a quiet 3 bedroom split level sitting on 15 acres and a lovely lake. She rises early with the sun each morning, for a 5 mile jog, and returns to tend to her garden, and practice her dueling. Randi doesn't have many friends outside of work, she figures it best to remain cut off from a society in which she has maimed so well. She spends her nights in local pubs, getting drunk, having a good time with the guy of the evening, and popping back home, to prepare for the next day.
Her life is not miraculous, anymore at least. Randi lives with the quiet fear that some day her past will catch up to her, be it the white side of society, or her Death Eaters whom she abandoned for this new life.
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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: We're talking 10 years of role playing
HOW YOU FOUND US: Desperate for a good HP rp, I confided in google.
OTHER CHARACTERS: NONE
RP SAMPLE:
Another Day, another dollar - the only thoughts on Randi's mind as she made her way down the path from her front door. Her Maple and ebony wand was clutched firmly in her hand, as she looked up into the sky, gathering an image of her destination. With a barely noticeable twitch of her wand, and a tiny popping sound, she had vanished. The spot on the paved path showed no signs of her ever being there. The early morning sun shown down, and the birds chirped on, as if either they had no idea what had happened just then, or as if it were common occurrence.
The young lady was fast asleep. The fact that it was past 7 in the morning wouldn't have crossed her mind, even if it were vital. She couldn't have been any older than 20 - and it was obvious that she was quite lovely. She probably held the fancy of a male or two. She stirred in her sleep, rolling over to one side, her hair - a mop of brown and blond fragments. As the lady twisted, her left arm came free of the sheets, displaying the proud brand of the dark mark. This girl was a follower of the Dark Lord.
Deep in her sleep, the popping of Randilyn's apparating didn't even cause a groan of response from the fast-asleep lady. Randi sauntered over to the girl's bedside, looking down on her. She looked down to the nightstand, noticing a rather short, thick yew wand. She carefully retrieved it, holding it in her hands as if it were a delicate rose. With a wide grin, she snapped the wand on her thigh. A spark or two escaped from the fracture, and she pulled it apart, so that even the veela hair inside wouldn't hold the two halves together. Randi dropped the pieces of the wand to the floor, and listened to them bounce and collide until they were at last, still.
Randi had sort of hoped that the noise caused from her destruction of the wand - would wake the sleeping girl. No such luck. Randi took the final step towards the bed. She licked her lips, and stretched out her hand, gently caressing the sleeping girl, starting at her thigh, making her way up her hips, her belly, rib cage, to her breasts. There. A Twitch, an impulse, the girl looked up to see what had touched her so. She gave Randilyn a startled look of confusion.
"Hey there, darling!" said Randi, that bubbly happy tone in her voice. With her next line of words, however, her bubbly tone turned into the stern tone to which you would scorn a child with. "The Dark Lord doesn't appreciate it much, when his followers go blabbing to the ministry" She said, as her maple wand slid from her right sleeve, and landed firmly in her grasp.
The girl looked astonished. She was probably taken aback that anyone from the Dark Lord's following had found out. "S...So you're here to kill me, then?" she said, quite boldly, to the young Randilyn.
With a wicked smile, Randi raised her wand towards the girl. "My dear, by the time I'm through with you, I'm almost certain that you'll have killed yourself" Her blue eyes lit up as the words 'Crucio' escaped her lips and all hell broke lose
The young lady was fast asleep. The fact that it was past 7 in the morning wouldn't have crossed her mind, even if it were vital. She couldn't have been any older than 20 - and it was obvious that she was quite lovely. She probably held the fancy of a male or two. She stirred in her sleep, rolling over to one side, her hair - a mop of brown and blond fragments. As the lady twisted, her left arm came free of the sheets, displaying the proud brand of the dark mark. This girl was a follower of the Dark Lord.
Deep in her sleep, the popping of Randilyn's apparating didn't even cause a groan of response from the fast-asleep lady. Randi sauntered over to the girl's bedside, looking down on her. She looked down to the nightstand, noticing a rather short, thick yew wand. She carefully retrieved it, holding it in her hands as if it were a delicate rose. With a wide grin, she snapped the wand on her thigh. A spark or two escaped from the fracture, and she pulled it apart, so that even the veela hair inside wouldn't hold the two halves together. Randi dropped the pieces of the wand to the floor, and listened to them bounce and collide until they were at last, still.
Randi had sort of hoped that the noise caused from her destruction of the wand - would wake the sleeping girl. No such luck. Randi took the final step towards the bed. She licked her lips, and stretched out her hand, gently caressing the sleeping girl, starting at her thigh, making her way up her hips, her belly, rib cage, to her breasts. There. A Twitch, an impulse, the girl looked up to see what had touched her so. She gave Randilyn a startled look of confusion.
"Hey there, darling!" said Randi, that bubbly happy tone in her voice. With her next line of words, however, her bubbly tone turned into the stern tone to which you would scorn a child with. "The Dark Lord doesn't appreciate it much, when his followers go blabbing to the ministry" She said, as her maple wand slid from her right sleeve, and landed firmly in her grasp.
The girl looked astonished. She was probably taken aback that anyone from the Dark Lord's following had found out. "S...So you're here to kill me, then?" she said, quite boldly, to the young Randilyn.
With a wicked smile, Randi raised her wand towards the girl. "My dear, by the time I'm through with you, I'm almost certain that you'll have killed yourself" Her blue eyes lit up as the words 'Crucio' escaped her lips and all hell broke lose
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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