Post by raxanne on Jun 2, 2009 20:02:03 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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ROXANNE AMELIA WEASLEY[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Roxie, Rox
AGE: 20
YEAR: None
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
D.O.B.: 15th June
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Gryffindor
ALLEGIANCE: Order of the Phoenix Supporter
PROFESSION: DADA Professor
WAND TYPE: Oak wood, veela hair core, 11"
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: really light green.
HEIGHT: 5'7"
WEIGHT: 116 lbs
BODY TYPE: she is quite slim, and quite short. but she has a body none the less. she doesn't like to keep herself over weight, so she does sports to keep her womanly figure.
VOICE: her voice isn't a very girly voice, nor is it manly. it's tone is quite low, and she speaks in a normal british accent.
PERSONAL STYLE: roxanne doesn't really care what she wears, as long as she wears something. not that she looks like a disaster went wrong, she can actually dress ok, but sometime she just can't be bothered. she prefers trousers over skirts, and sneakers over high heels.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: roxie is definitely a female. she has all the parts, the hair the face. she isn't anything special in appearance, quite plain really. she had brown hair, which unlike her father who has red hair. she was glad to have brown hair, not that she has anything against other colours. She has saucer shaped eyes which are quite green. she is quite petite in height and in shape, not that she cares. roxanne has noticed that she had quite small hands but that doesn't bother her any more. she shies away from bold colours in her appearance such as colours and clothes etc. in all truth, her plain-ness makes her quite good looking.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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`` orange
`` cats
`` rain
`` flowers
`` magic
`` coffee
`` romance
`` chocolate
`` practical jokes
`` being alone
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
`` jealousy
`` obnoxiousness
`` yellow
`` sunburn
`` vegetables
`` wine
`` forests
`` tight spaces
`` spiders
`` chewing gum
GOALS:
`` to become a good teacher
`` to be a role-model
`` to have a set future
BOGGART: (GREATEST FEAR)
`` failing
PATRONUS: (BEST MEMORY)
`` her mother holding her when she had hurt herself.
DEMENTOR: (WORST MEMORY)
`` when she couldn't have a sixteenth birthday party, even though it seems quite stupid now roxie believes that it is one of the worst things that has happened to her.
AMORENTIA: FAVOURITE SMELLS (MAX. 4)
`` vanilla
`` roses
BASIC PERSONALITY:
`` outrageous
`` caring
`` emotional
`` knows her stuff
`` tries too hard
`` easy to embarrass
`` shy
`` friendly
`` outgoing
`` helpful
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Angelina Johnson Weasley
BROTHER(S): Fred Weasley
SISTER(S): N/A
OTHER: N/A
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
HOMETOWN: London
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY: roxanne was born on the fifteenth of june twenty years ago. she has been a really pretty baby, lovely green eyes dark hair. they were surprised that she didn't have her fathers hair, but she was secretly glad. She was quite sure that red hair wouldn't suit her. roxanne was definitely a happy child, her parents loved her very much and she loved them back. even though her mother had dark skin, roxanne was blessed by pale ivory skin that stood her features out. even though rexie was always loved by everyone, she was a naughty kid. it didn't help that she was second to come out, after her brother fred. she had always wondered why they got the names they got, and she wasn't surprised by hers but she was really surprised by her brothers. she was only nine when she had asked her dad, and he explained of his twins death. even though roxie had been little, she understood and felt for her father.
two years later she got her hogwarts letter. she had been so excited, she had squealed the house down, hugging and kissing her parents. she knew that she had powers before that, and her parents explained everything. she was so happy, but she dared not tell anyone fearing that she would get laughed at for being a 'freak' which she did no think that she actually was. like any other first year, roxanne has been terrified to start her school. but excited at the same time. when she first stepped on the train, she has loved it. it seemed to magical and magnificent and so important. when she actually stepped onto it she was alone, seeing as her brother had already started school. she found a cabin with two shy girls sitting in there, and they invited her in very warmly. roxanne was so eager to learn, it was hard to contain. her and the girls made great friends.
over her years, roxanne has grown into a woman. passing her subjects with mostly O's her parents were so happy with her, but with no doubt in mind her favourite subject had been the defence against the dark arts. it intrigued her the whole prospect of being against evil. and being able to protect herself. so she trained after she left school at seventeen, and trained even more for three years straight. she was glad that the head master had seen the potential that was so clearly there, and took up the position of the professor at hogwarts. rox has never been the trouble maker, and she knew about dada teachers. they usually lasted only a year, but roxie was planning on lasting longer.
even as a grown up, roxanne wasn't quite as social as her brother. she doesn't have contact with her two best friends any more, but she was hoping to make new friends. roxanne has been very excited about starting at hogwarts again. she has loved all of her experience at hogwarts, the magic that was mind blowing, she was in love with it all, and being reunited with it just made her happier.
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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: One and a bit years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Advertisement
OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
RP SAMPLE:
the boy listened to the truth come out of the girls mouth. he would know, he has smoked for a while now, and knew that the fumes that the tobacco put inside you made you calmer, more relaxed and let out breathe, even though it was killing every second. hey, as long as it took the stress away, damien couldn't care less. cigarettes also made you feel kind of invincible, they have that effect of making you feel that you could fly, which in damien's opinion was really good. sometimes he really needed that, not that he has ever tried to jump off of a building, but it has crossed his mind. that also happened with alcohol, it makes you feel invincible while you're most vulnerable.
damien's hand slid once again into the pocket that held the cigarettes, and he pulled out the crumpled packet, offering the girl one, 'i do expect you have a light?' he asked, not that it mattered, he had one too. damien remembered what it was like trying to quit. it wasn't a very nice sight, so he totally understood what the girl was going through. 'even though smoking is bad, i do not recommend quitting, you'll just end up disappointed.' he gave her a small smile, which said 'i've been through that.' he remembered the shallow taste that was in his mouth when he chewed on his gum, and the craving that was inside was almost unbearable, so he failed completely.
'i would rather die of old age than cancer, but i guess that's a bit too late.' he chuckled, it was too late for damien, but he paid no attention, it was natural for him to smoke, and who cared if he died early, it wasn't like anyone would miss the boy anyway, so he didn't see the point in pretending. pretending that people cared. just then he wondered what made the girl so pissed. he wondered of all fot eh reasons that he was pissed, usually of an annoying comment about his accent or his dad, or getting a bad grade. it just annoyed the hell out of him, and he had to express his anger in some way or another. his eyes shifted around the place here he was sitting, the people acting like sheeps, and just walking around with their heads down, thinking that they want to get out of there as fast as they can. life sucks right?
damien took a look at the girl in front of him, he had to admit she was good looking. with brown hair and the darker complexion, damien liked that. he thought about how his life had been for him so far, the lies, the smoking, the disappointment. even though damien black loved his dear old mother to bits, he was a kind of a disappointment to her. and she didn't fail to express that, that made damien take a knock out of his confidence. he said it once and he'll say it again, life sucks.
damien's hand slid once again into the pocket that held the cigarettes, and he pulled out the crumpled packet, offering the girl one, 'i do expect you have a light?' he asked, not that it mattered, he had one too. damien remembered what it was like trying to quit. it wasn't a very nice sight, so he totally understood what the girl was going through. 'even though smoking is bad, i do not recommend quitting, you'll just end up disappointed.' he gave her a small smile, which said 'i've been through that.' he remembered the shallow taste that was in his mouth when he chewed on his gum, and the craving that was inside was almost unbearable, so he failed completely.
'i would rather die of old age than cancer, but i guess that's a bit too late.' he chuckled, it was too late for damien, but he paid no attention, it was natural for him to smoke, and who cared if he died early, it wasn't like anyone would miss the boy anyway, so he didn't see the point in pretending. pretending that people cared. just then he wondered what made the girl so pissed. he wondered of all fot eh reasons that he was pissed, usually of an annoying comment about his accent or his dad, or getting a bad grade. it just annoyed the hell out of him, and he had to express his anger in some way or another. his eyes shifted around the place here he was sitting, the people acting like sheeps, and just walking around with their heads down, thinking that they want to get out of there as fast as they can. life sucks right?
damien took a look at the girl in front of him, he had to admit she was good looking. with brown hair and the darker complexion, damien liked that. he thought about how his life had been for him so far, the lies, the smoking, the disappointment. even though damien black loved his dear old mother to bits, he was a kind of a disappointment to her. and she didn't fail to express that, that made damien take a knock out of his confidence. he said it once and he'll say it again, life sucks.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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