Post by Amara Wood on Apr 15, 2010 5:09:57 GMT -5
AMARAPARISWOOD
-----Character's name:amara paris wood
-----Gender: femme
-----Age: sixteen
-----Race: human
-----Ability: legimens
-----Birthday: fourteenth of december
----- Preferred House: gryffindor
-----Year: sixth
-----Sexuality: hetrosexual
-----Accent: english/american
-----Blood type : half-blood
-----Wand: describe the wand. whats it made up of, size etc.
-----Pet: a small white mouse named cherrie
-----Celeb Face claim: miley cyrus ... for now. ><
-----Height: 5ft31/2
-----Weight: 126 lbs
-----Eyes: grey/blue.
-----Hair: long brown hair
-----Body type: slender and athletic, but also very feminine
-----Secrets: a virgin, cut her own hair when she was three
-----Likes: daylight, music, forest, wildlife, ice skating
-----Dislikes darkness, dull colours, green, cauliflour
-----Habits: bites her lip, cracks her knuckles & finger tapping
-----Obsession: music, enviroment & wildlife
-----Hobbies: running, climbing & writing
-----Phobia: death & loss
-----Favorite phrases: 'You got it, dude' & a forgein phrase she picked up when abroad 'oel nagtig kamaie', meaning a very pleasing compliment
-----Overall personality:Amara is bubbly, caring, lovable, out-going, brave and trustoworthy. She knows who her friends are, and will stand by them with every once of stregnth. But only to her friends, she is very shy around strangers, and keeps her feelings locked up when around them. If someone's nice to her, though, she'll be nice back, but if someone's unkind to her, she'll do the responsibe thing and just walk away, unless her jealousy gets the better of her.
Amara is also quick to judge, oblivious, and a little competitive and can get carried away if she is pushed too hard. She would fight back, and not let anyone walk over her, but if someone were to draw their wand on her, then she's not afraid to do the same and she'd be ready to duel. Amara cares very much for her self-respect, and hates to be lied to. It hits a sudden nerve when she realizes she's been lied to. A person has to prove themselves, and earn her respect again before she can even consider to trust them again. It is hard for her to make new friends.
-----Home town: A secluded house found in amonst a forest in Hillington, London.
-----siblings: Only child, but once had a brother, now dead.
-----parents: Oliver Wood, forty-two, Quiddich Professional Keeper. Amelia Wood, thirty-nine, Muggle Lawyer.
-----history: Amara was born in the country of America, where her father and mother once lived as a holiday break from work. Amara's parents were warned of the highly dangerous wizards there, it was suspicious that they were Death Eaters roaming the lands, in search for any valuable blood. The Woods were forced to leave their homes, with hardly any money and nowhere else to go. They were caught completely off guard and weren't ever prepared for something like this to happen.
Disaster struck as Amara and her brother were found by the hooded villans. Amara was hugging the dead body of her brother, crying and pleading to leave her and her brother alone. But luckily, her father and mother were heroic, and fought their way to their children, and they left for home. But they knew that things would never be the same. Oliver and Amelia had lost a son, and Amara had lost a brother, her best friend.
As the years passed, the family learned to handle their grief and pain, as Amarawas fianlly offered her place at Hogwarts school. She accepted with no hesitation, knowing of her heritage from nights with her father, flicking a stick and sparks of pretty colors coming out the end of his wand. Amara and her father had become very close, more so than Amara and her mother. Amara was more than happy to attend Hogwarts, not only to learn magic, but to live life as a normal child, having friends and school enemies, getting crushes and boyfriends was very exciting for her.
She turned out to be one of the more popular girls in their year, known as the pretty girl with a tragic history. Amara has many friends, but sometimes enjoys being alone, to mourn for her brother. She was the only Wood that could not let him go. She still misses him dearly. She keeps her true feelings to herself, to her friends she is that brave, independant Gryffindor, but to herself, she is just a broken, lonely girl.
OUT OF CHARACTER!
-----sampleroleplay:
Rose wasn't usually up for a fly, but it was a strangely peaceful night and a breeze would be a soothing experience for Rose to finally get some shut-eye. She dragged her old, barely together broom behind her and had her wand between her teeth. In her free hand was a small, open book that she was reading. It was a small booklet for basic flying. Lessons were out of the question, no-one had the patience for her, so she'd do it herself. As usual, she wasn't paying attention to the path beneath her feet and was only catching glimpses of the grey, rock ground path that lead to the Quiddich Pitch. It was odd to be saying to her friends 'Hey, I'm going out to fly tonight.' Because 1) Rose wasn't a fan of Quiddich and 2) Flying wasn't her speciality. But she wasn't hopeless at flying, and maybe it would do her some good to do something a little daring in her life. Rose's hair blew in the small breeze and it fell over her shoulders and down her back. What was left of the disappearing sun blazed in her face, but she merely scrunched up her eyes and looked down.
It was a success, she hadn't looked up from her book once and she didn't fall, collide with anything or go the wrong way. She found herself standing right next to one of the stands that when she looked up it, it seemed like it was towering over her. The feeling wasn't very nice so she stepped forward, closer to another boy who was definately ready for some harsh Quiddich playing. She dropped her broom down behind her and smiled, still with her wand in her mouth. Her smile seemed more like she was making a bad impresssion of a shark, but when she took her wand out her mouth, there it was. Her glowing and welcoming smile. "Hey ..." she finally spoke, knowing who exactly was infront of her, even though the beaming light didn't help her eyes to picture her brother who seemed so organised for quiddich. Hugo merely glanced at his sister before fixing the straps on his arm guards. "Aren't you in the wrong place? Hogsmeade is on the other side of Hogwarts!" He said harsly. Rose was used to his argumentative tone of voice and went on. "Aren't you a little over-dressed? And for someone who doesn't ven have a team to play with." She pointed out with relish, sarcastically looking around and back to Hugo with a confused look. "Can't see anyone, bro...". Rose could see the temper building up inside her brother and she was milking ever second of torturing him with a playful smirk. "Fine!" He snapped, picking up a nearby Quaffle and ramming it into Rose's stomach. He then picked up his broom and soared into the air. Rose knew he was just showing off infront of her. "One-on-one! If I win, then you never speak to me again!" Rose smiled up at her brother and threw the Quaffle at him before mounting her own broom and flying to Hugo so they were opposite eachother, both bobbing in the air, effortlessly. "And if I win ... I get to do this all the time, even at your wedding, and at your work when I come to visit and -" Hugo raised his hand and cut across her quickly "Okay!" He announced, soaring away high into the darkening sky. Rose was left to watch Hugo as she awayed in the open air. "This is gonna' be great!" She said to herself before making a U-turn and going at full speed into the air.
It was a success, she hadn't looked up from her book once and she didn't fall, collide with anything or go the wrong way. She found herself standing right next to one of the stands that when she looked up it, it seemed like it was towering over her. The feeling wasn't very nice so she stepped forward, closer to another boy who was definately ready for some harsh Quiddich playing. She dropped her broom down behind her and smiled, still with her wand in her mouth. Her smile seemed more like she was making a bad impresssion of a shark, but when she took her wand out her mouth, there it was. Her glowing and welcoming smile. "Hey ..." she finally spoke, knowing who exactly was infront of her, even though the beaming light didn't help her eyes to picture her brother who seemed so organised for quiddich. Hugo merely glanced at his sister before fixing the straps on his arm guards. "Aren't you in the wrong place? Hogsmeade is on the other side of Hogwarts!" He said harsly. Rose was used to his argumentative tone of voice and went on. "Aren't you a little over-dressed? And for someone who doesn't ven have a team to play with." She pointed out with relish, sarcastically looking around and back to Hugo with a confused look. "Can't see anyone, bro...". Rose could see the temper building up inside her brother and she was milking ever second of torturing him with a playful smirk. "Fine!" He snapped, picking up a nearby Quaffle and ramming it into Rose's stomach. He then picked up his broom and soared into the air. Rose knew he was just showing off infront of her. "One-on-one! If I win, then you never speak to me again!" Rose smiled up at her brother and threw the Quaffle at him before mounting her own broom and flying to Hugo so they were opposite eachother, both bobbing in the air, effortlessly. "And if I win ... I get to do this all the time, even at your wedding, and at your work when I come to visit and -" Hugo raised his hand and cut across her quickly "Okay!" He announced, soaring away high into the darkening sky. Rose was left to watch Hugo as she awayed in the open air. "This is gonna' be great!" She said to herself before making a U-turn and going at full speed into the air.
This TOUGH character is played by RAY. 3 YEARS have passed since I began this WORLD OF FUN. However, I have been living for SIXTEEN years and have been known as that JACKASS type of GIRL. Enough about me, I also play as NOBODY. Never steal my world away from me or I will be forced to get DOBBY to jinx you!
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HEYO ! THIS MAGICAL APPLICATION WAS MADE BY AMNA!? of TWIF. LOVE DRUNK. Also the credits goes to Sarah and Shelby of TWIF. LOVE DRUNK. DOTCHA EVEN DARE TO STEAL, CAUSE AMNA WORKED REALLY HARD ON IT AND SHE'LL SENT HER PET VOLDIE TO JINX YOUZ!GET THAT? Kthanxbai ¢¾ .
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