Post by pandy on Jun 4, 2009 23:37:04 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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REGAN EMERIE GANES[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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regan emerie ganes
NICKNAMES:
ray
AGE:
eightteen
YEAR:
adult
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
straight, kthxbye
D.O.B.:
january third
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE:
could you choose?
if not, slytherin
ALLEGIANCE:
death eater
PROFESSION:
student
WAND TYPE:
nine inch, ash wood, chimaera scale
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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dirty blonde, but bleached at the tips
EYE COLOUR:
hazel, with a bit of blue near the pupil
HEIGHT:
five foot nine
WEIGHT:
one hundred forty nine pounds
BODY TYPE:
slim, average height, lanky
VOICE:
a bit of an irish accent, choppy, sweet
PERSONAL STYLE:
regan wears very casual clothing. she dislikes frills or anything odd and with bows. she's not very into fashion, but not free falling out of it. more or less, she has a contemporary in the crowd style.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
Regan has a decent face. I'm not saying that to be curt. It's attractive in a unique, unseen way. Her cheek bones are very prominent, and highlight ever portrait of her. GHer nose is protruding, if not slightly crooked. Her lips are full and rounded, constantly puckered in pink or red lipgloss. Her eyes are deep-set in her face and are a metallic hazel, with a silvery shine. She's a tad tall for her age, not too tall, however. Her chest and hips are the widest on her body. She isn't particularly slim, but slim enough. Her hair would be dark brown like her father's, but her quarter veela mother affected her hair by giving it a very blonde tint. It rests at her elbows, and has a curly or wavey disposure.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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boys , sweets , quidditch , fashion , money , lipstick , eyeshadow , waking up early , partying , staying up late , smiling , knock knock jokes , music , bright lights , mud ,
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
Ignorance, Boredom, Being told how to do things, Silence , little kids
GOALS:
she doesn't quite know, they change day to day, but she does want to have a magical career, stay on the quidditch team, and stay popular.
BOGGART:
complete darkness
PATRONUS:
taking form of a lynx, her best memory is probably getting lost at the local zoo. she accidentally wandered into some cages ... and started to pet some giraffes. she got in quite a bit of trouble, though
DEMENTOR:
when her mother got mad at her for drawing all over the walls, and starting shooting some swears every where. for some reason, it wouldn't even come of by magic.
AMORENTIA:
coffee , vanilla , cinnamon
BASIC PERSONALITY:
sarcastic, vengeful, reckless, competetive, bitchy, fun-loving, good-humoured, oblivious, childish
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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edward ganes
MOTHER:
melissa winston-ganes
BROTHER(S):
romeo , twenty
lennox , fourteen
cassius (cassie) , fourteen
SISTER(S):
winnifred , twenty
olivia , thirteen
ariel, ten
OTHER:
n / a
BLOOD STATUS:
HOMETOWN:
CURRENT RESIDENCE:
BIOGRAPHY:
Ray's Parents were Edward Ganes and Melissa Winston-Ganes, which led to cleverly keeping up the pureblood line. Ed proved to have much humor and cleverness as his father, and he He was a lovable father who ceased to please his daughter. Growing up, Ray had an older brother and sister named Romeo and Winnifred, who were twins and are currently twenty years old. She had a younger pair of twins, Lennox and Cassius (who was always called Casey) who are fourteen. Her two other sisters were Olivia, 13, and Ariel, 10.
Ray grew up with her family, suprisingly somewhat near the burrow. She never had direct contact with the Weasleys. However, she has heard of them. She spent her first few years in the old home, traditionally home of an ancient wizard, who was their great great great great grandfather. The roof was caving in, the place full of rats, but the family fit if a little comfortably, and loved the old place. The little girl could spend hours on end looking at the old pictures on the wall, and her family loved her original quiet sense.
Regan grew up as a normal child. In school, she sometimes fell below in grades, but her parents never seemed to mind because they knew she wouldn't need this knowledge for very long before all their children were off to hogwarts. She wasn't the greatest at really any thing muggles would be - not drawing, not singing, not schoolwork. BUt she was ahead of the times with her odd fashion, arguing, and early quidditch skills, taught rigiorously by her older brothers.
Her family was very kind and loving. They shared a very tight-knit bond, not only with her immediate siblings, but with her cousins and aunts. They visited each other often. Her older brothers were uite a tease, but more or less all the little girl could want. They presented her with many magic tricks and skills that would do her little good, but were always entertaining. Her younger siblings were courteous, but also fooling around the clock and disreguarding the rules and what Regan was saying. Nonetheless, they had the ideal family.
Regan went to Hogwarts when she was eleven, like most of her classmates, and immediately found a place there. She actually became popular, because she was stately pretty, and willing to fight for what she wanted. That, she supposed, was the free ticket to friends. She made the quidditch team in her third year, and hopes to make it this year. She began learning animagus in her seventh year, and has successfully turned into a lynx once or twice
Since she has just graduated, nothing in particular has happened. However - she is an unspeakable for the ministry. She's recently been more succesful at turning into her animagus.
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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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pandy (pandora, really)
RP EXPERIENCE:
none at all
HOW YOU FOUND US:
through HaL
OTHER CHARACTERS:
none so far
RP SAMPLE:
The mood Mimi found herself entranced within was not good or bad, which perchance could either develop well or otherwise. On the rare occasion, she was warmed within a small comfortable armchair that was placid in the corner of the library.
Whether the Slytherin's avoidance of the place was either conducted by her eagerness to procrastinate or whether or not she had thought it to be boring or dull, those beliefs did not exist now. She had drawn herself to a copy of childrens tales called the tales of the beetle and the bard. She eyes the title curiously, having recalled it but had never been informed directly of them.
So there she was, looking quite silly with a rather thin, illiterate for of youth's unyielding tales. They weren't as dull as she had expected to, a good way to take her mind off of her loneliness, but they weren't perfectionate. They didn't patch her up on the whole. In fact, she realized, very few things would do that.
She had finished the final tale. She drew the book to a close without snapping her fingers within the binds. She exhaled droningly. Every thing was droning. Not melodramatically, but it was all too normal. Nothing had ever become exciting for the girl. Not that she said it was dull, just simply average. She closed her eyes and lay back on the couch to think.
Just last year she had been in the prime of her life. Half time was over, lovely dovely half time. Her first boy friend, whom had dumped her over the course of a month, and thus had been set with a jelly leg jinx. Mimi still smiled when she saw that. What was more, lots of people knew her name. That wasn't a good thing, but it also was not bad. The girl snickered, it had been a positively curle thing to her.
The reason she had come back like this? She wanted to start anew, and was motivated by a single thought. She seldom wanted to be stressed out again. Again was too strong a word, and it was threatening. Not a repeat. She wanted to come out pale, and normal, not the hateful thing she had been before. Had that taken a toll on her? Was she doomed to friendlessness? No. She had had no true friends before. Sh was sacrificing nothing that she cared for.
The girl looking peculiar for about five minutes, daydreaming. She sat back in the arm chair, and her eyes were closed. BUt she was drumming her fingers hard on the arm rests. They made soft distracting thumps when they hit the leather. After a few minutes, however, the girl doezed off into sleep.
Whether the Slytherin's avoidance of the place was either conducted by her eagerness to procrastinate or whether or not she had thought it to be boring or dull, those beliefs did not exist now. She had drawn herself to a copy of childrens tales called the tales of the beetle and the bard. She eyes the title curiously, having recalled it but had never been informed directly of them.
So there she was, looking quite silly with a rather thin, illiterate for of youth's unyielding tales. They weren't as dull as she had expected to, a good way to take her mind off of her loneliness, but they weren't perfectionate. They didn't patch her up on the whole. In fact, she realized, very few things would do that.
She had finished the final tale. She drew the book to a close without snapping her fingers within the binds. She exhaled droningly. Every thing was droning. Not melodramatically, but it was all too normal. Nothing had ever become exciting for the girl. Not that she said it was dull, just simply average. She closed her eyes and lay back on the couch to think.
Just last year she had been in the prime of her life. Half time was over, lovely dovely half time. Her first boy friend, whom had dumped her over the course of a month, and thus had been set with a jelly leg jinx. Mimi still smiled when she saw that. What was more, lots of people knew her name. That wasn't a good thing, but it also was not bad. The girl snickered, it had been a positively curle thing to her.
The reason she had come back like this? She wanted to start anew, and was motivated by a single thought. She seldom wanted to be stressed out again. Again was too strong a word, and it was threatening. Not a repeat. She wanted to come out pale, and normal, not the hateful thing she had been before. Had that taken a toll on her? Was she doomed to friendlessness? No. She had had no true friends before. Sh was sacrificing nothing that she cared for.
The girl looking peculiar for about five minutes, daydreaming. She sat back in the arm chair, and her eyes were closed. BUt she was drumming her fingers hard on the arm rests. They made soft distracting thumps when they hit the leather. After a few minutes, however, the girl doezed off into sleep.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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