Post by Emma June Slight on Aug 10, 2009 13:09:26 GMT -6
WHAT'S YOUR NAME, LITTLEGIRL?
full and complete name-- emma june slight
age and year-- fifteen, fifth year
house-- ravenclaw
celebrity claim -- darla baker
LET'S DIVE A LITTLE DEEPER, SHALL WE?
head shape-- squared and a curved but still slightly square jaw
eye color-- blue
lips-- the bottom one is plumper than the top one and they're very dull peach
hair-- her hair is slightly longer than shoulder length, wavy, and dark brown
tie it all together-- Emma's name reflects her appearance aptly: simple. She'd very simple looking, but to tie together a simple look her face is full of complex patterns and sizes and shapes and colors. Emma has a rather large forehead, and big, sunken in eyes that make her look tired most of the time. However, if she keeps them open wide enough it has the opposite affect and makes her eyes look alive and electric blue. She has a really small nose,which is often described as 'cute'. Her hair falls wherever it feels like it, and it's dark brown color never really changes.
Emma is short-- 5'3, but she's supposedly going to grow more since her parents are both very tall. She has a slender build but she has hips and large, long fingers and toes. Her second toe is longer than her first toe, which Emma has always thought of as weird was slightly interesting. Not like anyone looks at her toes, much, though, so it doesn't really matter. But if you asked her to lift a marshmallow she probably couldn't do it: Emma is very weak. Physically, at least.
ON THE INSIDE IS WHAT COUNTS!
quirks-- always picks up everyone else's clothes, must have things folded, files her nails when nervous, never eats with her mouth open--EVER
faults-- OCD... in theoldendays, trusts too easily, very insecure, sometimes drinks too much
loves-- firewhisky, magical creatures, watching people heal, windy days
hates-- rush, crowds, so much noise she can't hear herself think, charms
overall-- Although Emma is slightly naive, she's very trusting of other people, most of the time she trusts them too easily which sometimes ends up hurting her in the long run. She loves taking care of people-- helping them when they're sick, nuturing things back to health-- it's like her one and only hobby. Emma is very careful and cautious, but knows her way around things. She'd love to stay at Hogwarts when she grows older and take care of the surrounding forest instead of say a job somewhere else.
Emma also enjoys other people's quiet presence and general conversation. She is an extremely curous person. She loves how different people respond to different things-- say the weather. If she were to ask one of the Slytherins what they thought about a thunderstorm-y day, they might have said "I love it!" However, if she asked a different Slytherin about the thunderstorm-y weather they might have said (probably woulnd't have admitted, thought) "I'm afraid of it." She knows it doesn't matter what house you're in; it doesn't define you, just helps you along the way.
ACTUALLY, IT'S YOUR PAST THAT MATTERSASWELL
tell me about yourself-- Emma was born somewhere in England; her parents don't have it documented but they know it was just outside of their London town (a town close to London, that is) because they were traveling back from visiting family when she was born on June 9th. Hence the middle name June. Her parents have always and still do love her very, very much, and she is an only child, so she'd sa bit spoiled. That's okay though, right? Emma always knew about magic, she'd seen her parents with their wands and expected she'd get one someday, too. But, when the Hogwarts letter arrived, Emma and her parents could only gawk. The four best witches and wizards of their age? Opening a school? They signed her up as quickly as possible-- and there it was.
and your arrival-- It was beautiful. That was all she could think as she arrived at Hogwarts, those three words--it was beautiful. Because it was, and Emma was so grateful she got to take part in it. She's loved Hogwarts ever since, and especially her house.
and your family--
RICHARD aldocott SLIGHT--father, shopkeeper=MARY elizabeth BROWN SLIGHT-- mother, homemaker. no siblings.
GARY aldocott SLIGHT-- uncle, not married, no kids.
BERTHA elizabeth MAYBORN BROWN-- grandmother on mother's side.
HENRY sifte BROWN-- grandfather on mother's side.
JOAN aldocott HERDRIDGE SLIGHT-- grandmother onn father's side
LAWRENCE hearth SLIGHT-- grandfather onn father's side
and how are you doing-- Emma loves it at Hogwarts. She enjoys the wave the students work together, but seperately. She loves the big rooms, the cathedral sized Great Hall, and the owls constantly swooping about. Emma loves the mystery of the Four Founders and their regalness. Emma is happy. She can get herself into trouble sometimes by her curiousity, but otherwise she's good to go.
I NEVER SAID THIS WAS THE END, BUT IT IS
your alias-- call me emma
the rules code, please-- yes, indeed i have read the rules
rp sample--
Emma had needed a place to hide, for her and several of her friends were playing hide and seek. Herself, two other Ravenclaws, and four other Slytherins had gotten together on one of their Saturdays (they had all finished their homework--Emma had had a particularly nasty Transfiguration essay) and had decided to play for once. Hopefully they wouldn't get caught. She grabbed her robes up so they wouldn't make much noise and rushed along one of the seventh floor corridors, thinking despereately, I need a place to hide, I need a place to hide, I need a good place to hide... And just then, out of the corner of her eye she saw a small, stone door that blended in to the wall beside it. Perfect!
The inside of the room was as large and as high ceiling-ed as a cathedral, with empty space. She called out into the dark but someone magically lit room and got no response, only the echo of her voice. She was slightly afraid of this huge room, but clear on the other side (it sure was a few miles) of the room, there was a brightly colored book. It took her about thirteeennn minutes to run over to the spot, the room was that big. It was a small, red book, and it had odd words in a foreign language she didn't understand in it. Emma felt a cold fear in her heart. What is this place... She dashed over to the door (another several long minutes) and slammed the door behind her, breathing hard. When Emma looked over her shoulder as she was walking away, her black robes billowing in the darkness, the door was no longer there.
that's the end =)[/size]
