Post by Emma Dunbar on Sept 23, 2007 10:21:25 GMT -5
Name: Emma Dunbar
Age/Year: 17/7th
House: Slytherin
History:
Emma was born rich. She has been spoilt ever since, but that's her personal life. She has many brothers and sisters, one older brother, who she never see's, since her parents kicked him out. She was only four when he was kicked out. Many of her siblings are in consecutive years. Three are in 5th year, two are in fourth year and the final one, third year. Emma is glad that she has all of these brothers and sisters, even though they're a right pain. She shown her first sign of magic when she was 4 by making a branch fall off the tree and land infront of her. She was accepted into Hogwarts at eleven and has been there since.
Personality:
Though emotionally, she is relatively stable within herself, she presents a rather quirky front. She often does strange things just to see how people will take them, and her mood swings and supposed feelings are more often for show than genuine. She is quite capable of true and earnest emotions, and will show them when they appear, but it is almost as if lack of feelings bores her, and she invents some to wile away the time between. Her likes and dislikes are normally extreme, tending towards love and hate rather than anything mediocre.
She is more than a little cowardly, admittedly so, and will avoid a fight if possible. She does this not so much out of fear but out of the desire to preserve herself, and this may be what has kept her these many years. She does, however, recognise that there are some times when fighting is necessary, and will do so then and without reluctance.
Appearance:
She is fairly tall for a woman of her time, about 5ft 9, and very thin. Her skin is the porcelain, flawless white of most vampires, though it's pallid tone is accentuated by her vibrant copper hair with balck highlights, which falls to her earlobes, though longer at the fringe. Her eyes are a pale, grey-blue colour, wide and large. They seem always to be very expressive, reflecting her moods and feelings as she speaks. Her eyebrows are very pale and thin, set a little higher than is usual, giving her a slightly surprised look. Her fingers are long, and she keeps her fingernails likewise, more often than not painted in one of various colours.
She normally wears dark jeans (black or blue) with a dark, goth-style top, though always a neat and presentable one. She wears little jewellery, normally just one necklace or a ring, and keeps her hair loose around her face. Her footwear of preference is a pair of black boots with reinforced, stiletto heels. The only piece of clothing she has with her at all times is her coat. It is a long, brown leather number, and contains her many knives sheathed in the lining and sleeves, ready for use.
Side: Bad/DeathEaters
RP Example:
Amelia heard her name being called. She started to walk to Selene, who was obviously calling her. A knight had been constantly mithering her. "Keep working!" she shouted. Amelia walked and tripped over a rock. She landed on the floor. Luckily, she wasn't hurt, except for her knee, which was bleeding a tiny bit. "God" she muttered as it went all over her pants. Amelia sorted it out and smiled as she continued to walk to Selene. She sighed as more Knights bothered her. As she walked she discovered more and more dead bodies and blood splattered everywhere. The Knights should have done the dead bodies by now. "You! Come and clean this body up!" she shouted, pointing at a man.
She growled as he didn't move. "NOW!" she shouted at him. She looked at her troops. "If you lot don't finish getting this lot cleaned then you won't be very happy. Trust me" she said. Amelia watched her troops get back to work and smiled. The body was still there. "Oi! You! I told you to clean this person up!" she shouted. Amelia walked away, sighing. This wasn't going well. She got closer to Selene and spotted that Micheal was already there. She stopped when she reached them. "Sorry Selene. Stupid Knights can't get rid of dead bodies" she said. "So, what did you want me for?" Amelia asked.
I can do RPs longer than that if they're needed.
Age/Year: 17/7th
House: Slytherin
History:
Emma was born rich. She has been spoilt ever since, but that's her personal life. She has many brothers and sisters, one older brother, who she never see's, since her parents kicked him out. She was only four when he was kicked out. Many of her siblings are in consecutive years. Three are in 5th year, two are in fourth year and the final one, third year. Emma is glad that she has all of these brothers and sisters, even though they're a right pain. She shown her first sign of magic when she was 4 by making a branch fall off the tree and land infront of her. She was accepted into Hogwarts at eleven and has been there since.
Personality:
Though emotionally, she is relatively stable within herself, she presents a rather quirky front. She often does strange things just to see how people will take them, and her mood swings and supposed feelings are more often for show than genuine. She is quite capable of true and earnest emotions, and will show them when they appear, but it is almost as if lack of feelings bores her, and she invents some to wile away the time between. Her likes and dislikes are normally extreme, tending towards love and hate rather than anything mediocre.
She is more than a little cowardly, admittedly so, and will avoid a fight if possible. She does this not so much out of fear but out of the desire to preserve herself, and this may be what has kept her these many years. She does, however, recognise that there are some times when fighting is necessary, and will do so then and without reluctance.
Appearance:
She is fairly tall for a woman of her time, about 5ft 9, and very thin. Her skin is the porcelain, flawless white of most vampires, though it's pallid tone is accentuated by her vibrant copper hair with balck highlights, which falls to her earlobes, though longer at the fringe. Her eyes are a pale, grey-blue colour, wide and large. They seem always to be very expressive, reflecting her moods and feelings as she speaks. Her eyebrows are very pale and thin, set a little higher than is usual, giving her a slightly surprised look. Her fingers are long, and she keeps her fingernails likewise, more often than not painted in one of various colours.
She normally wears dark jeans (black or blue) with a dark, goth-style top, though always a neat and presentable one. She wears little jewellery, normally just one necklace or a ring, and keeps her hair loose around her face. Her footwear of preference is a pair of black boots with reinforced, stiletto heels. The only piece of clothing she has with her at all times is her coat. It is a long, brown leather number, and contains her many knives sheathed in the lining and sleeves, ready for use.
Side: Bad/DeathEaters
RP Example:
Amelia heard her name being called. She started to walk to Selene, who was obviously calling her. A knight had been constantly mithering her. "Keep working!" she shouted. Amelia walked and tripped over a rock. She landed on the floor. Luckily, she wasn't hurt, except for her knee, which was bleeding a tiny bit. "God" she muttered as it went all over her pants. Amelia sorted it out and smiled as she continued to walk to Selene. She sighed as more Knights bothered her. As she walked she discovered more and more dead bodies and blood splattered everywhere. The Knights should have done the dead bodies by now. "You! Come and clean this body up!" she shouted, pointing at a man.
She growled as he didn't move. "NOW!" she shouted at him. She looked at her troops. "If you lot don't finish getting this lot cleaned then you won't be very happy. Trust me" she said. Amelia watched her troops get back to work and smiled. The body was still there. "Oi! You! I told you to clean this person up!" she shouted. Amelia walked away, sighing. This wasn't going well. She got closer to Selene and spotted that Micheal was already there. She stopped when she reached them. "Sorry Selene. Stupid Knights can't get rid of dead bodies" she said. "So, what did you want me for?" Amelia asked.
I can do RPs longer than that if they're needed.
