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On September 1st, 2017, Hogwarts once again opens its doors. This time however, there are no scaffolds branching crumbling spires. No leaning columns propped up by magic.
For the fist time in almost two decades, as the Hogwarts Express pulls into the station and throngs of aspiring wixen funnel into the waiting boats, Hogwarts Castle stands quietly on the other side of the lake.
The newly erected Quidditch pitch hidden from sight by the glowing Great Hall: 2017 marks the official end of reconstruction and renovation following the battle of Howgarts, and too as stated by the newly instated Headmistress, Kallistos Ourania, the beginning of a new generation's education. A generation already once removed from the War.
It's in the midst of this "brave new year" that a group of first years form a "study group," and fall face-first into mischief – as is all but customary of Hogwarts students.
For the fist time in almost two decades, as the Hogwarts Express pulls into the station and throngs of aspiring wixen funnel into the waiting boats, Hogwarts Castle stands quietly on the other side of the lake.
The newly erected Quidditch pitch hidden from sight by the glowing Great Hall: 2017 marks the official end of reconstruction and renovation following the battle of Howgarts, and too as stated by the newly instated Headmistress, Kallistos Ourania, the beginning of a new generation's education. A generation already once removed from the War.
It's in the midst of this "brave new year" that a group of first years form a "study group," and fall face-first into mischief – as is all but customary of Hogwarts students.
setting & universe info.
So beside the obvious, we're a HP RP set 30 seconds in the future, thing? There are a few things to know about the universe as it stands.
Neville Longbottom is now a professor. He teaches Herbology in the wake of Professor Sprout's retirement. Sprout's retirement also left a gap where Hufflepuff's head of house used to exist; Rubeus Hagrid, Professor of Care of Magical Creatures, volunteered to head the house he'd only recently graduated from. These days, you'll be hard pressed to catch him without some Hufflepuff or another stepping into his hut for tea during your visit.
Kallistos Ourania spent both 2013 and 2014 either on or about the castle grounds, teaching Astronomy alongside Professor Sinistra, and serving as Minerva McGonagall's Deputy Headmistress. After McGonagall's retirement, Ourania championed the role of Headmistress.
Despite being at Hogwarts for half a decade, the student body knows very little about her, save that she's... interesting to look at. Some of the older students have taken to whispering about her having worked as an Unspeakable, or as a novelist, or as a zookeeper in Taiwan.
While we aren't 100% dedicated to sticking with the novels, Vampire Potter isn't going to show up, and we sure as heck aren't gonna see him masticate. Enoby is a lovely girl, but she can't stay here. The emphasis isn't on being true to what the books say, but to the feeling of the universe. The wonder of it all, or whatever.
So said, the houses you know & love aren't entirely different. General house overviews, usual traits, & introductions are under the cut.
GRYFFINDOR
"There are a few things you should know about Gryffindor house, I suppose. Everyone says that we're arrogant and too brave for our own good; they're just jealous. Or maybe they have a point? I admit, we've produced our fair share of Dark Wizards and Witches, but there are many other members you should notice. How about Albus Dumbledore? He was the best headmaster Hogwarts ever had. And our founder, Godric Gryffindor? He was the bravest of all the Hogwarts Founders.
"And, uh... there was more I was supposed to tell you. Oh! Oh, yes. The entrance to the common room is concealed under the portrait of the Fat Lady, on the lavish Gryffindor Landing. She's kind of the doorman. You've gotta give the Fat Lady the right password to get in to our common room. I mean, I guess you don't. But if you don't have it, you'll have to wait around the whole day, hoping that another student will to come by and pass you the code. The password changes once a week.
"You'll hear other houses boast of their security arrangements and concealed ways-- the Hufflepuffs and their barrels, the Slytherins and their concealed door, and the Ravenclaw questions, but the Fat lady is the best guardian we've ever had. Work smarter, not harder, right? Right.
"Beyond the Fat Lady is the common room, obviously. And beyond that: our dormitories. They're are reached by climbing the winding mahogany staircase, decorated with crimson and gold. There's plenty of gold around the tower, like I said before. Lions. Our four-posters are covered with thick scarlet blankets. Hmm? Well, yes. We have quite windy nights up in the towers, you understand. I hated it at first, but now I find the sound of the wind rather soothing. Quite hard to get to sleep when I'm home without it now, actually.
"And how could I forget Quidditch? We Gryffindors are famous for winning the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup four times in a row, back before reconstruction. We're definitely going to win this year. It's only right that the most daring house win the most exciting game.
"Our house ghost is Nearly Headless Nick. He's the friendliest ghost in Hogwarts, save maybe for the Fat Friar. Nick'll help you whenever you need him, so don't be afraid of asking. He's very funny, for a specter.
"You’ve become a part of the best house in school, ladies and germs. Follow me up to the tower."
HUFFLEPUFF
"Being sorted, I'm sure some of you have... concerns. To those anxious about our reputation, about having been sorted into the "least clever house"? You needn't worry. We’ve produced just as many brilliant witches and wizards as any other house. We're just... less boastful.
"Should you need proof, look up Grogan Stump, one of the most popular Ministers for Magic of all time. He was a Hufflepuff – as were the successful Ministers Artemesia Lufkin and Dugald McPhail. Then there’s the world authority on magical creatures, Newt Scamander; Bridget Wenlock, the famous thirteenth-century Arithmancer who first discovered the magical properties of the number seven, and Hengist of Woodcroft, who founded the all-wizarding village of Hogsmeade, which lies very near Hogwarts School. Hufflepuffs, the lot. If you're inclined to learn more, please don't hesitate to ask. I'm more than happy to prowl the library with any one or all of you.
"There exists a certain... bias, particularly among Ravenclaws, that any outstanding achiever must have come from their house. If one of them gives you trouble, please, come find me. We'll figure something out together. My third year, I had a bit of a spat with a Ravenclaw prefect about the origin of a wizard. It was a silly argument; I wasn't willing to step down. We wound up duelling. I should have got a week of detentions, but our old Head of House let me off with a warning... and a coconut ice.
"Hufflepuffs are trustworthy and loyal. There's nothing wrong with being proud of our house; we don’t tend to be braggarts. Just because we don't shout doesn't mean we can't. You should know: Hufflepuffs can be just as fierece, if not fiercer than any other house. Like a badger, we will scream and snarl and protect ourselves, our friends and our families against all-comers. Nobody intimidates our kin.
"What else do you need to know? Oh yes, the entrance to the common room is concealed in a stack of large barrels in a nook on the right hand side of the kitchen corridor. Tap the barrel two from the bottom, middle of the second row, in the rhythm of ‘Helga Hufflepuff’, and the lid will swing open. Repeate it with me: Helga Hufflepuff. Yes. Two from the bottom, middle of the second. Twice more. Hel-ga Huf-fle-puff. Hel-ga Huf-fle-puff. Wonderful.
Please mind that you tap it correctly: we're the only house at Hogwarts that also has a repelling device for would-be intruders. If the wrong lid is tapped, or if the rhythm of the tapping is wrong, the illegal entrant is doused in vinegar. I hate the smell. Do me the kindness of not having to endure it.
"You will hear other houses boast of their security arrangements, but it so happens that in more than a thousand years, the Hufflepuff common room, and indeed our dormitories, have never once been seen by outsiders. Like badgers, we know exactly how to lie low – and how to defend ourselves.
"Once you’ve opened the barrel, crawl inside and along the passageway behind it, and you will emerge into the coziest common room of them all. That's what my speech notes say. I can't tell you on who's authority that information comes, but it doesn't seem disingenuine. Our common room is round and earthy and low-ceilinged; it always feels sunny, and its circular windows have a view of rippling grass and dandelions.
"There is a lot of burnished copper about the place, and many plants, which either hang from the ceiling or sit on the windowsills. Our old Head of house was Professor Pomona Sprout. She was Head of Herbology, during her tenure. She brought back the most interesting specimens to decorate our room. She's since retired – we've kept her plants alive. Well, we've the perennials anyway. I think she'd like that we still think of her.
"Otherwise, our overstuffed sofas and chairs are upholstered in yellow and black, and our dormitories are reached through round doors in the walls of the common room. Copper lamps cast a warm light over our four-posters, all of which are covered in patchwork quilts, and copper bed warmers hang on the walls, should you have cold feet.
"Our house ghost is the friendliest of them all: the Fat Friar. You’ll recognise him easily enough; he’s plump and wears monk’s robes, and he’s very helpful if you get lost or are in any kind of trouble. True to the Hufflepuff spirit, and all that.
"I think that’s nearly everything. You should sleep comfortably: we’re protected from storms and wind down in our dormitories; we never have the disturbed nights those in the towers sometimes experience. I've no idea how they ever get any sleep.
"I think, perhaps, honored was the wrong word. I'm thrilled to meet all of you, and estatic to welcome you to Hufflepuff. That's better. Now, please, come along. I've a pattern to teach all of you, for our noses' sakes."
RAVENCLAW
"First thing's first! Our emblem. It's an eagle. It's a whole symbolism thing: eagles soar where others cannot climb, just like us. Second thing's second: our house colors. They're blue and bronze. Very pretty. Third thing's whatever comes after second: our common room. I'm dropping the thing's thing's bit now. Don't know what comes after third. Anyway! Common room. It's at the top of Ravenclaw Tower, doy. It's named after our founder, where else would we live? The common room's behind a door with an enchanted knocker. The arched windows set into the walls of our circular common room look down at the school grounds: the lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch and the Herbology gardens. Ravenclaw to Ravenclaw, I had my doubts about the Quidditch field's reconstruction, but they wound up being rather unfounded. It's stunning. You're gonna love it.
"We're the house where all the cleverest witches and wizards live. Lucky you. Our founder, Rowena Ravenclaw, prized learning above all else – and so do we. Unlike the other houses, who all have concealed entrances to their common rooms, we don’t need one. The door to our common room lies at the top of a tall, winding staircase. It has no handle, but an enchanted bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. When you rap on the door, this knocker will ask you a question, and if you can answer it correctly, you are allowed in. This simple barrier has kept out everyone but Ravenclaws for nearly a thousand years.
"Back when I was a first year, I remember other kids being scared about having to answer the eagle’s questions. After the first few weeks of school, it wasn't a problem. Ravenclaws learn quickly! Before you know it, you’ll enjoy the challenges the door sets. It’s not unusual to find twenty people standing outside the common room door, all trying to work out the answer to the day’s question together. What? Yes. New question, every day. Like I said: you don't need to worry. It's fun. Loosen up, kid.
"This is a great way to meet fellow Ravenclaws from other years, and to learn from them. Sure it can be a bit annoying if you’ve forgotten your Quidditch robes and need to get in and out in a hurry; consider it a lesson in being prepared before you leave. Triple-check your bag for everything you need before leaving Ravenclaw Tower. It's the simplest way there is.
"Another cool thing about Ravenclaw is that our people are the most individual – some might even call us eccentrics. Merlin knows I've had that word tossed at me, once or twice. But it's like they say: geniuses are often out of step with ordinary folk. And unlike some other houses I could mention, we think you’ve got the right to wear what you like, believe what you want, and say what you feel. We aren’t put off by people who march to a different tune! They're valuable!
"Speaking of eccentrics, you’ll like our Head of house, Professor Filius Flitwick. People often underestimate him, because he’s really tiny (we think he’s part elf, but every time I try to ask, someone drags me off) and he’s got a squeaky voice, but he’s the best and most knowledgeable Charms master alive in the world today. He fought in the war, did you know that. His office door is always open to any Ravenclaw with a problem, and if you’re in a real state he’ll get out these delicious little cupcakes he keeps in a tin in his desk drawer and make them do a little dance for you. Between us, again, Ravenclaw to Ravenclaw? It’s worth pretending you’re in a real state just to see them jive.
"Ravenclaw house has an illustrious history. Most all of the greatest wizarding inventors and innovators were in our house, including Perpetua Fancourt, the inventor of the lunascope, Laverne de Montmorency, a great pioneer of love potions, and Ignatia Wildsmith, the inventor of Floo powder. Famous Ravenclaw Ministers for Magic include Millicent Bagnold who defended the wizarding celebrations all over Britain with the words, ‘I assert our inalienable right to party.' There was also Minister Lorcan McLaird, who was a quite brilliant wizard, but preferred to communicate by puffing smoke out of the end of his wand. I did say we produce eccentrics. It's a good thing.
"As for our relationship with the other three houses..? I'm not a gossip... Oh, hush. You don't know me well enough to tell if I'm lying. You’ve probably heard about Slytherins. They’re not all bad, but you’d do well to be on your guard about them. At least until you know them well. As well as you can ever know a Slytherin, anyway. They’ve got a long house tradition of doing whatever it takes to win – so watch out, especially in Quidditch matches and exams.
"The Gryffindors are show-offs. They’re more than just a little intolerant than we are of people who are different; they’ve been known to make jokes about Ravenclaws who have developed an interest in levitation, or the possible magical uses of troll bogies, or ovomancy, which (as you probably know) is a method of divination using eggs. Gryffindors haven’t got our curiosity, whereas we’ve got no problem if you want to spend your days and nights cracking eggs in a corner of the common room and writing down your predictions according to the way the yolks fall. While they might mock you, among us you’ll probably find a few people eager to help.
"As for the Hufflepuffs, well... nobody could say they’re not nice people. They’re some of the nicest people in the school. That's a good word. Nice. Heh. Let’s just say you needn’t worry too much about them when it comes to competition at exam time.
"What else, what else. I should've made notes for this, shouldn't I of? Too late to worry now. Hmm. Ah! There's something. Our house ghost. She's the Grey Lady. The rest of the school thinks she never speaks, but she’ll talk to Ravenclaws. She’s particularly useful if you’re lost, or you’ve mislaid something. Just don't try to talk to her around anyone from another house. She's not a fan of that.
"I’m sure you’ll have a good night. Our dormitories are in turrets off the main tower; our four-poster beds are covered in sky blue silk eiderdowns and the sound of the wind whistling around the windows is very relaxing, according to some. I find it annoying; that's the price of being a member of the best house, I suppose.
"Follow me, now. We don't want the rest of the house to crack the riddle before we've even heard it, do we? Of course we don't! Watch your step. Falling down the tower stairs is awful."
SLYTHERIN
"Forget your preconceptions about Slytherins. We're as good as any other house – if a bit smaller.
"You look like you want to ask something, but first let me dispel a few myths, yeah? I'm sure you've heard people talk about Slytherin house – say that we’re all into the Dark Arts, and will only talk to you if your great-grandfather was a famous wizard, and rubbish like that. Don't listen to that rot. You can't hardly believe everything you hear from the competing houses.
"I’m not about to deny that we’ve produced our share of Dark wizards. We have. And so have the other three houses – they just don’t like admitting it. Swept under the rug, like dust. Like something to be ashamed of. But it's not a house that makes the wizard, you know?
"And it's true: we have traditionally tended to take students who come from long lines of witches and wizards, but nowadays? You’ll find plenty of people in Slytherin house who have at least one Muggle parent. For instance? My father is a Muggle, and all the same? I'm a Prefect.
"And hey, here’s a little-known fact that that's only so little-known because the other three houses don’t bring up it much: Merlin was a Slytherin. Merlin himself, the most famous wizard in history! He's even transcended the wizarding world, yeah? All the way into Muggle myth. He learned all he knew in this very house! Do you want to follow in the footsteps of Merlin? Or would you rather sit at the old desk of that illustrious ex-Hufflepuff, Eglantine Puffett, inventor of the Self-Soaping Dishcloth?
"I didn’t think so.
"But that’s enough about what we’re not. You'll see for yourself, given time. Let’s talk about what we are. Which –and this is what Timothy wrote into my notes– is the "coolest and edgiest house in this school". Timothy, if you meet him? He's a big kid. Sixth year, our house. He goes by Timmy. Plays tough and mean, but is actually a teddy bear. Do with that information what you will; you didn't hear it from me.
"I don't even know what you're talking about.
"But? I suppose we are cool. Not all of us, of course. But the feeling in the Common Room? It's relaxed. We're... confident, mostly. We play to win, but not because we get some kind of sadistic thrill out of stomping the competition. We play to win because we care about the honour and tradition of it all. If you're good at something, there shouldn't be shame in being good at it. Slytherin is the last place you'll be looked down on for pursuing your "highest hights".
"Ravenclaws like to talk about soaring above the rest, but raw talent can only take you so far without the ambition to do something with it. And we have that in spades. You understand? It's okay if you don't. It'll probably come to you in time.
"There's a certain respect we get, as Slytherins, from other students. It's tinged with fear, because of our Dark reputation, but you know what? It can be fun, having a reputation for walking on the wild side. We can't exactly fight the whole world's opinion, can we? No point in it. So use it. Chuck out a few hints that you’ve got access to a whole library of curses, and see whether anyone feels like nicking your pencil case. They won't. I promise.
"We’re like our emblem, the snake: sleek, powerful, and frequently misunderstood.
"We Slytherins? We look after our own. Rather a lot more than you can say for Ravenclaws. Apart from being the biggest bunch of swots you ever met, Ravenclaws all but clamber over each other to get good marks. And, come exam season? Trust not a word out of their mouths. Whereas we Slytherins are... family? That's a close word. Kin, maybe.
"The corridors of Hogwarts can throw up surprises for the unwary, and you’ll be glad you’ve got the Serpents on your side as you move around the school. As far as we’re concerned, once you’ve become a snake, you’re one of ours – one of the brood, Timmy likes to say. Someone with the potential to be great.
"You know what Salazar Slytherin looked for in his chosen students? The seeds of greatness. You’ve been chosen by this house because you’ve got not only potential, in the true sense of the word, but the desire, somewhere, to do something with it.
"All right, you might see a couple of people hanging around the common room whom you might not think are destined for anything special. Just... keep that to yourself, yeah? You can't know what's going on inside them, for sure. If the Sorting Hat put them in here, there’s something great about them, and don’t you forget it.
"There is a kind of... would you call it a rivalry? I suppose you could. I wouldn't, but you could. Between Slytherin and Gryffindor. We're more similar than we aren't. Neither of us likes losing. My advice to you? Steer clear of house politics, if you can. Nothing good ever comes of them.
"Anyway. Our house ghost is the Bloody Baron. If you get on the right side of him? He might agree to frighten people for you. Don’t ask him how he got bloodstained, though; he doesn’t like it.
"The password to the common room changes every fortnight. Keep an eye on the noticeboard, whoever knows the new one will leave it there. It should go without saying, but never bring anyone from another house into our common room or tell them our password. That's the whole point of a password. No outsider has entered it for more than seven centuries, and certainly? Nobody's planning on inviting any of us into their tower. Why would we do differently?
"I’m sure you’ll like our dormitories. We sleep in ancient four-posters with green silk hangings, and bedspreads embroidered with silver thread. Medieval tapestries depicting the adventures of famous Slytherins cover the walls. We've silver lanterns hanging from the ceilings. It's... majestic, I suppose. A bit much for my tastes, to be totally honest. But at the very least, you’ll sleep well; it’s very soothing, listening to the lake water lapping against our windows at night.
"Come on then. Follow me; watch your step on our way down into the dungeon. It's not as scary as you might think. Oh, and welcome, again, to Slytherin. Always nice to see new faces."
Neville Longbottom is now a professor. He teaches Herbology in the wake of Professor Sprout's retirement. Sprout's retirement also left a gap where Hufflepuff's head of house used to exist; Rubeus Hagrid, Professor of Care of Magical Creatures, volunteered to head the house he'd only recently graduated from. These days, you'll be hard pressed to catch him without some Hufflepuff or another stepping into his hut for tea during your visit.
Kallistos Ourania spent both 2013 and 2014 either on or about the castle grounds, teaching Astronomy alongside Professor Sinistra, and serving as Minerva McGonagall's Deputy Headmistress. After McGonagall's retirement, Ourania championed the role of Headmistress.
Despite being at Hogwarts for half a decade, the student body knows very little about her, save that she's... interesting to look at. Some of the older students have taken to whispering about her having worked as an Unspeakable, or as a novelist, or as a zookeeper in Taiwan.
While we aren't 100% dedicated to sticking with the novels, Vampire Potter isn't going to show up, and we sure as heck aren't gonna see him masticate. Enoby is a lovely girl, but she can't stay here. The emphasis isn't on being true to what the books say, but to the feeling of the universe. The wonder of it all, or whatever.
So said, the houses you know & love aren't entirely different. General house overviews, usual traits, & introductions are under the cut.
GRYFFINDORGryffindor is one of the four Houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, founded by Godric Gryffindor. The particular characteristics of students sorted into Gryffindor are overwhelmingly courage, chivalry, and determination. The emblematic animal is a lion, and its colours are red and gold.
Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington (better known as "Nearly Headless Nick") is the house ghost, and the current Head of Gryffindor is Neville Longbottom.
Bravery
Nerve
Chivalry
Courage
Daring
Strength of Will
Just
& Honour
Nerve
Chivalry
Courage
Daring
Strength of Will
Just
& Honour
Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington (better known as "Nearly Headless Nick") is the house ghost, and the current Head of Gryffindor is Neville Longbottom.
Congratulations!
"No, really. Seriously. You won the house lottery. I'm Prefect Sara Bishop, and I’m delighted to be the first to welcome you to GRYFFINDOR HOUSE! I'm sure you guessed from the banner, but our house's emblem is the lion: the bravest of all creatures. Our house colors are scarlet and gold, and our common room lies up in Gryffindor Tower. It's... well, I've no real need to describe it for you: you'll see it soon enough."There are a few things you should know about Gryffindor house, I suppose. Everyone says that we're arrogant and too brave for our own good; they're just jealous. Or maybe they have a point? I admit, we've produced our fair share of Dark Wizards and Witches, but there are many other members you should notice. How about Albus Dumbledore? He was the best headmaster Hogwarts ever had. And our founder, Godric Gryffindor? He was the bravest of all the Hogwarts Founders.
"And, uh... there was more I was supposed to tell you. Oh! Oh, yes. The entrance to the common room is concealed under the portrait of the Fat Lady, on the lavish Gryffindor Landing. She's kind of the doorman. You've gotta give the Fat Lady the right password to get in to our common room. I mean, I guess you don't. But if you don't have it, you'll have to wait around the whole day, hoping that another student will to come by and pass you the code. The password changes once a week.
"You'll hear other houses boast of their security arrangements and concealed ways-- the Hufflepuffs and their barrels, the Slytherins and their concealed door, and the Ravenclaw questions, but the Fat lady is the best guardian we've ever had. Work smarter, not harder, right? Right.
"Beyond the Fat Lady is the common room, obviously. And beyond that: our dormitories. They're are reached by climbing the winding mahogany staircase, decorated with crimson and gold. There's plenty of gold around the tower, like I said before. Lions. Our four-posters are covered with thick scarlet blankets. Hmm? Well, yes. We have quite windy nights up in the towers, you understand. I hated it at first, but now I find the sound of the wind rather soothing. Quite hard to get to sleep when I'm home without it now, actually.
"And how could I forget Quidditch? We Gryffindors are famous for winning the Hogwarts Quidditch Cup four times in a row, back before reconstruction. We're definitely going to win this year. It's only right that the most daring house win the most exciting game.
"Our house ghost is Nearly Headless Nick. He's the friendliest ghost in Hogwarts, save maybe for the Fat Friar. Nick'll help you whenever you need him, so don't be afraid of asking. He's very funny, for a specter.
"You’ve become a part of the best house in school, ladies and germs. Follow me up to the tower."
HUFFLEPUFFHufflepuff is one of the four Houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The founder was Helga Hufflepuff. Hufflepuff is the most inclusive of the four houses, valuing hard work, patience, loyalty and fair play rather than a particular aptitude in its members. It has produced the fewest Dark Wizards of any house. Its animal is the badger, and its colours are yellow and black.
The Fat Friar is the house ghost, and the Head of Hufflepuff is the newly instated Rubeus Hagrid.
Dedication
Hard Work
Fair play
Patience
Kindness
Tolerance
& Loyalty
Hard Work
Fair play
Patience
Kindness
Tolerance
& Loyalty
The Fat Friar is the house ghost, and the Head of Hufflepuff is the newly instated Rubeus Hagrid.
Congratulations!
"I’m Prefect Page Giles, and I’m honored to welcome you to HUFFLEPUFF HOUSE. Our emblem is the badger. Some of you are giggling. To those tickled, I'd like to point out that a badger will fight to the bitter end. Some species have even been observed fighting whole prides of Panthera leo-- lions. Our house colours are yellow and black, and our common room lies one floor below the ground, on the same corridor as the kitchens."Being sorted, I'm sure some of you have... concerns. To those anxious about our reputation, about having been sorted into the "least clever house"? You needn't worry. We’ve produced just as many brilliant witches and wizards as any other house. We're just... less boastful.
"Should you need proof, look up Grogan Stump, one of the most popular Ministers for Magic of all time. He was a Hufflepuff – as were the successful Ministers Artemesia Lufkin and Dugald McPhail. Then there’s the world authority on magical creatures, Newt Scamander; Bridget Wenlock, the famous thirteenth-century Arithmancer who first discovered the magical properties of the number seven, and Hengist of Woodcroft, who founded the all-wizarding village of Hogsmeade, which lies very near Hogwarts School. Hufflepuffs, the lot. If you're inclined to learn more, please don't hesitate to ask. I'm more than happy to prowl the library with any one or all of you.
"There exists a certain... bias, particularly among Ravenclaws, that any outstanding achiever must have come from their house. If one of them gives you trouble, please, come find me. We'll figure something out together. My third year, I had a bit of a spat with a Ravenclaw prefect about the origin of a wizard. It was a silly argument; I wasn't willing to step down. We wound up duelling. I should have got a week of detentions, but our old Head of House let me off with a warning... and a coconut ice.
"Hufflepuffs are trustworthy and loyal. There's nothing wrong with being proud of our house; we don’t tend to be braggarts. Just because we don't shout doesn't mean we can't. You should know: Hufflepuffs can be just as fierece, if not fiercer than any other house. Like a badger, we will scream and snarl and protect ourselves, our friends and our families against all-comers. Nobody intimidates our kin.
"What else do you need to know? Oh yes, the entrance to the common room is concealed in a stack of large barrels in a nook on the right hand side of the kitchen corridor. Tap the barrel two from the bottom, middle of the second row, in the rhythm of ‘Helga Hufflepuff’, and the lid will swing open. Repeate it with me: Helga Hufflepuff. Yes. Two from the bottom, middle of the second. Twice more. Hel-ga Huf-fle-puff. Hel-ga Huf-fle-puff. Wonderful.
Please mind that you tap it correctly: we're the only house at Hogwarts that also has a repelling device for would-be intruders. If the wrong lid is tapped, or if the rhythm of the tapping is wrong, the illegal entrant is doused in vinegar. I hate the smell. Do me the kindness of not having to endure it.
"You will hear other houses boast of their security arrangements, but it so happens that in more than a thousand years, the Hufflepuff common room, and indeed our dormitories, have never once been seen by outsiders. Like badgers, we know exactly how to lie low – and how to defend ourselves.
"Once you’ve opened the barrel, crawl inside and along the passageway behind it, and you will emerge into the coziest common room of them all. That's what my speech notes say. I can't tell you on who's authority that information comes, but it doesn't seem disingenuine. Our common room is round and earthy and low-ceilinged; it always feels sunny, and its circular windows have a view of rippling grass and dandelions.
"There is a lot of burnished copper about the place, and many plants, which either hang from the ceiling or sit on the windowsills. Our old Head of house was Professor Pomona Sprout. She was Head of Herbology, during her tenure. She brought back the most interesting specimens to decorate our room. She's since retired – we've kept her plants alive. Well, we've the perennials anyway. I think she'd like that we still think of her.
"Otherwise, our overstuffed sofas and chairs are upholstered in yellow and black, and our dormitories are reached through round doors in the walls of the common room. Copper lamps cast a warm light over our four-posters, all of which are covered in patchwork quilts, and copper bed warmers hang on the walls, should you have cold feet.
"Our house ghost is the friendliest of them all: the Fat Friar. You’ll recognise him easily enough; he’s plump and wears monk’s robes, and he’s very helpful if you get lost or are in any kind of trouble. True to the Hufflepuff spirit, and all that.
"I think that’s nearly everything. You should sleep comfortably: we’re protected from storms and wind down in our dormitories; we never have the disturbed nights those in the towers sometimes experience. I've no idea how they ever get any sleep.
"I think, perhaps, honored was the wrong word. I'm thrilled to meet all of you, and estatic to welcome you to Hufflepuff. That's better. Now, please, come along. I've a pattern to teach all of you, for our noses' sakes."
RAVENCLAWRavenclaw is one of the four Houses of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, founded by Rowena Ravenclaw. Members of this house are characterised by their wit, intelligence, creativity and wisdom. Many great wizards and witches have come from this house, including Garrick Ollivander and Luna Lovegood. Ravenclaw's symbol is the eagle, and its colours are blue and bronze.
The house ghost is the Grey Lady, and the current Head of Ravenclaw is Filius Flitwick.
Intelligence
Wisdom
Creativity
Originality
Wit
Individuality
& Acceptance
Wisdom
Creativity
Originality
Wit
Individuality
& Acceptance
The house ghost is the Grey Lady, and the current Head of Ravenclaw is Filius Flitwick.
Congratulations!
"And good evening! I’m Prefect Rory Bird, and I couldn't be more excited to be the one that gets to welcome you to RAVENCLAW HOUSE. Well done on becoming a member of the cleverest, quirkiest and most interesting house at Hogwarts."First thing's first! Our emblem. It's an eagle. It's a whole symbolism thing: eagles soar where others cannot climb, just like us. Second thing's second: our house colors. They're blue and bronze. Very pretty. Third thing's whatever comes after second: our common room. I'm dropping the thing's thing's bit now. Don't know what comes after third. Anyway! Common room. It's at the top of Ravenclaw Tower, doy. It's named after our founder, where else would we live? The common room's behind a door with an enchanted knocker. The arched windows set into the walls of our circular common room look down at the school grounds: the lake, the Forbidden Forest, the Quidditch pitch and the Herbology gardens. Ravenclaw to Ravenclaw, I had my doubts about the Quidditch field's reconstruction, but they wound up being rather unfounded. It's stunning. You're gonna love it.
"We're the house where all the cleverest witches and wizards live. Lucky you. Our founder, Rowena Ravenclaw, prized learning above all else – and so do we. Unlike the other houses, who all have concealed entrances to their common rooms, we don’t need one. The door to our common room lies at the top of a tall, winding staircase. It has no handle, but an enchanted bronze knocker in the shape of an eagle. When you rap on the door, this knocker will ask you a question, and if you can answer it correctly, you are allowed in. This simple barrier has kept out everyone but Ravenclaws for nearly a thousand years.
"Back when I was a first year, I remember other kids being scared about having to answer the eagle’s questions. After the first few weeks of school, it wasn't a problem. Ravenclaws learn quickly! Before you know it, you’ll enjoy the challenges the door sets. It’s not unusual to find twenty people standing outside the common room door, all trying to work out the answer to the day’s question together. What? Yes. New question, every day. Like I said: you don't need to worry. It's fun. Loosen up, kid.
"This is a great way to meet fellow Ravenclaws from other years, and to learn from them. Sure it can be a bit annoying if you’ve forgotten your Quidditch robes and need to get in and out in a hurry; consider it a lesson in being prepared before you leave. Triple-check your bag for everything you need before leaving Ravenclaw Tower. It's the simplest way there is.
"Another cool thing about Ravenclaw is that our people are the most individual – some might even call us eccentrics. Merlin knows I've had that word tossed at me, once or twice. But it's like they say: geniuses are often out of step with ordinary folk. And unlike some other houses I could mention, we think you’ve got the right to wear what you like, believe what you want, and say what you feel. We aren’t put off by people who march to a different tune! They're valuable!
"Speaking of eccentrics, you’ll like our Head of house, Professor Filius Flitwick. People often underestimate him, because he’s really tiny (we think he’s part elf, but every time I try to ask, someone drags me off) and he’s got a squeaky voice, but he’s the best and most knowledgeable Charms master alive in the world today. He fought in the war, did you know that. His office door is always open to any Ravenclaw with a problem, and if you’re in a real state he’ll get out these delicious little cupcakes he keeps in a tin in his desk drawer and make them do a little dance for you. Between us, again, Ravenclaw to Ravenclaw? It’s worth pretending you’re in a real state just to see them jive.
"Ravenclaw house has an illustrious history. Most all of the greatest wizarding inventors and innovators were in our house, including Perpetua Fancourt, the inventor of the lunascope, Laverne de Montmorency, a great pioneer of love potions, and Ignatia Wildsmith, the inventor of Floo powder. Famous Ravenclaw Ministers for Magic include Millicent Bagnold who defended the wizarding celebrations all over Britain with the words, ‘I assert our inalienable right to party.' There was also Minister Lorcan McLaird, who was a quite brilliant wizard, but preferred to communicate by puffing smoke out of the end of his wand. I did say we produce eccentrics. It's a good thing.
"As for our relationship with the other three houses..? I'm not a gossip... Oh, hush. You don't know me well enough to tell if I'm lying. You’ve probably heard about Slytherins. They’re not all bad, but you’d do well to be on your guard about them. At least until you know them well. As well as you can ever know a Slytherin, anyway. They’ve got a long house tradition of doing whatever it takes to win – so watch out, especially in Quidditch matches and exams.
"The Gryffindors are show-offs. They’re more than just a little intolerant than we are of people who are different; they’ve been known to make jokes about Ravenclaws who have developed an interest in levitation, or the possible magical uses of troll bogies, or ovomancy, which (as you probably know) is a method of divination using eggs. Gryffindors haven’t got our curiosity, whereas we’ve got no problem if you want to spend your days and nights cracking eggs in a corner of the common room and writing down your predictions according to the way the yolks fall. While they might mock you, among us you’ll probably find a few people eager to help.
"As for the Hufflepuffs, well... nobody could say they’re not nice people. They’re some of the nicest people in the school. That's a good word. Nice. Heh. Let’s just say you needn’t worry too much about them when it comes to competition at exam time.
"What else, what else. I should've made notes for this, shouldn't I of? Too late to worry now. Hmm. Ah! There's something. Our house ghost. She's the Grey Lady. The rest of the school thinks she never speaks, but she’ll talk to Ravenclaws. She’s particularly useful if you’re lost, or you’ve mislaid something. Just don't try to talk to her around anyone from another house. She's not a fan of that.
"I’m sure you’ll have a good night. Our dormitories are in turrets off the main tower; our four-poster beds are covered in sky blue silk eiderdowns and the sound of the wind whistling around the windows is very relaxing, according to some. I find it annoying; that's the price of being a member of the best house, I suppose.
"Follow me, now. We don't want the rest of the house to crack the riddle before we've even heard it, do we? Of course we don't! Watch your step. Falling down the tower stairs is awful."
SLYTHERINSlytherin is one of the four Houses at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, founded by Salazar Slytherin. Due to its founder's distrust of Muggle-born individuals, the house has traditionally been composed of mostly pure-blood students. Slytherin students posses such traits as cunning, resourcefulness, and ambition. Its emblematic animal is the snake, and its colours are green and silver.
The house ghost is the Bloody Baron, and the current Head of Slytherin is Horace Slughorn.
Resourcefulness
Cunning
Ambition
Self-Preservation
Cleverness
Fraternity
& Determination
Cunning
Ambition
Self-Preservation
Cleverness
Fraternity
& Determination
The house ghost is the Bloody Baron, and the current Head of Slytherin is Horace Slughorn.
Congratulations!
"I’m Prefect Hani al-Aref, and I'm happy to meet you, and moreover to welcome you to SLYTHERIN HOUSE. Our emblem is the serpent. I'm not sure what kind. People call the serpent deceptive, but really? They're wise. Our house colours are emerald green and silver, and our common room lies behind a concealed entrance down in the dungeons. As you’ll soon see, its windows look out into the depths of the Hogwarts lake. We often see the giant squid swooshing by – and sometimes more interesting creatures. Some of us pretend that our common room is a mysterious, underwater shipwreck. The squid isn't so scary, once you get used to him. Or her? I haven't thought to ask. A bit of humor: lighten up."Forget your preconceptions about Slytherins. We're as good as any other house – if a bit smaller.
"You look like you want to ask something, but first let me dispel a few myths, yeah? I'm sure you've heard people talk about Slytherin house – say that we’re all into the Dark Arts, and will only talk to you if your great-grandfather was a famous wizard, and rubbish like that. Don't listen to that rot. You can't hardly believe everything you hear from the competing houses.
"I’m not about to deny that we’ve produced our share of Dark wizards. We have. And so have the other three houses – they just don’t like admitting it. Swept under the rug, like dust. Like something to be ashamed of. But it's not a house that makes the wizard, you know?
"And it's true: we have traditionally tended to take students who come from long lines of witches and wizards, but nowadays? You’ll find plenty of people in Slytherin house who have at least one Muggle parent. For instance? My father is a Muggle, and all the same? I'm a Prefect.
"And hey, here’s a little-known fact that that's only so little-known because the other three houses don’t bring up it much: Merlin was a Slytherin. Merlin himself, the most famous wizard in history! He's even transcended the wizarding world, yeah? All the way into Muggle myth. He learned all he knew in this very house! Do you want to follow in the footsteps of Merlin? Or would you rather sit at the old desk of that illustrious ex-Hufflepuff, Eglantine Puffett, inventor of the Self-Soaping Dishcloth?
"I didn’t think so.
"But that’s enough about what we’re not. You'll see for yourself, given time. Let’s talk about what we are. Which –and this is what Timothy wrote into my notes– is the "coolest and edgiest house in this school". Timothy, if you meet him? He's a big kid. Sixth year, our house. He goes by Timmy. Plays tough and mean, but is actually a teddy bear. Do with that information what you will; you didn't hear it from me.
"I don't even know what you're talking about.
"But? I suppose we are cool. Not all of us, of course. But the feeling in the Common Room? It's relaxed. We're... confident, mostly. We play to win, but not because we get some kind of sadistic thrill out of stomping the competition. We play to win because we care about the honour and tradition of it all. If you're good at something, there shouldn't be shame in being good at it. Slytherin is the last place you'll be looked down on for pursuing your "highest hights".
"Ravenclaws like to talk about soaring above the rest, but raw talent can only take you so far without the ambition to do something with it. And we have that in spades. You understand? It's okay if you don't. It'll probably come to you in time.
"There's a certain respect we get, as Slytherins, from other students. It's tinged with fear, because of our Dark reputation, but you know what? It can be fun, having a reputation for walking on the wild side. We can't exactly fight the whole world's opinion, can we? No point in it. So use it. Chuck out a few hints that you’ve got access to a whole library of curses, and see whether anyone feels like nicking your pencil case. They won't. I promise.
"We’re like our emblem, the snake: sleek, powerful, and frequently misunderstood.
"We Slytherins? We look after our own. Rather a lot more than you can say for Ravenclaws. Apart from being the biggest bunch of swots you ever met, Ravenclaws all but clamber over each other to get good marks. And, come exam season? Trust not a word out of their mouths. Whereas we Slytherins are... family? That's a close word. Kin, maybe.
"The corridors of Hogwarts can throw up surprises for the unwary, and you’ll be glad you’ve got the Serpents on your side as you move around the school. As far as we’re concerned, once you’ve become a snake, you’re one of ours – one of the brood, Timmy likes to say. Someone with the potential to be great.
"You know what Salazar Slytherin looked for in his chosen students? The seeds of greatness. You’ve been chosen by this house because you’ve got not only potential, in the true sense of the word, but the desire, somewhere, to do something with it.
"All right, you might see a couple of people hanging around the common room whom you might not think are destined for anything special. Just... keep that to yourself, yeah? You can't know what's going on inside them, for sure. If the Sorting Hat put them in here, there’s something great about them, and don’t you forget it.
"There is a kind of... would you call it a rivalry? I suppose you could. I wouldn't, but you could. Between Slytherin and Gryffindor. We're more similar than we aren't. Neither of us likes losing. My advice to you? Steer clear of house politics, if you can. Nothing good ever comes of them.
"Anyway. Our house ghost is the Bloody Baron. If you get on the right side of him? He might agree to frighten people for you. Don’t ask him how he got bloodstained, though; he doesn’t like it.
"The password to the common room changes every fortnight. Keep an eye on the noticeboard, whoever knows the new one will leave it there. It should go without saying, but never bring anyone from another house into our common room or tell them our password. That's the whole point of a password. No outsider has entered it for more than seven centuries, and certainly? Nobody's planning on inviting any of us into their tower. Why would we do differently?
"I’m sure you’ll like our dormitories. We sleep in ancient four-posters with green silk hangings, and bedspreads embroidered with silver thread. Medieval tapestries depicting the adventures of famous Slytherins cover the walls. We've silver lanterns hanging from the ceilings. It's... majestic, I suppose. A bit much for my tastes, to be totally honest. But at the very least, you’ll sleep well; it’s very soothing, listening to the lake water lapping against our windows at night.
"Come on then. Follow me; watch your step on our way down into the dungeon. It's not as scary as you might think. Oh, and welcome, again, to Slytherin. Always nice to see new faces."
rules.
1. Don't be a dick.
2. Post at least once a week, per character
3. Don't post your character sheets in the character section until they've been mod-approved.
4. Your character can die; be careful.
5. Don't be a dick.
6. Double or more-ing is allowed; mind rule #2.
7. Don't be a dick.
If you have any questions, shoot one of the GMs a PM. The GMs are:
@DeadbeatWalking @dead anime dad & @dead anime mom.
2. Post at least once a week, per character
3. Don't post your character sheets in the character section until they've been mod-approved.
4. Your character can die; be careful.
5. Don't be a dick.
6. Double or more-ing is allowed; mind rule #2.
7. Don't be a dick.
If you have any questions, shoot one of the GMs a PM. The GMs are:
@DeadbeatWalking @dead anime dad & @dead anime mom.
character & npc creation.
Here's the good stuff. We'll be starting around the sorting ceremony, so remember: first years.
You might notice there's no house section up there. The mods will sort your character. If there's a piece of information you think would drastically effect your character's sorting, but don't want to give away a twist, PM @DeadbeatWalking, @dead anime dad, or @dead anime mom. We promise not to tell.
character skeleton
[center][img]optional image (real person face claim only; teenagers preferred)[/img][sup][h1][sub][i]oc "name" here[/i][/sub][/h1][/sup][/center]
[indent][sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]blood status[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Pureblood, Halfblood, or Muggle-Born. [/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]age[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]11-12.[/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]gender[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Identity, not bits.[/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]personality[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Think of this as a place to put whatever's informed your character's personality, rather than just a place to list traits.[/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]appearance[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Although the picture is optional, this isn't.[/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]wand material[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Wood, Core, Length, Flexability.[/indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]boggart[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Your character's worst fear./indent][/indent]
[sup][sup][h2][i][b][color=CHARACOLOR]other[/color][/b]:[/i][/h2][/sup][/sup][indent][indent]Anything else[/indent][/indent][/indent]
oc "name" here
blood status:
Pureblood, Halfblood, or Muggle-Born.
age:
11-12. They're first years, remember.
gender:
Identity, not bits.
personality:
Think of this as a place to put whatever's informed your character's personality, rather than just a place to list traits. Some things to consider including, if you're stumped:
- desires/wishes/aspirations
- family information
- siblings, family's opinions on magic, parental status, etc. etc. etc.
- likes/dislikes, especially those with significant reasons behind them
- basically just anything that might have given your character their sense of self, and informed their personality.
appearance:
Although the picture is optional, this isn't. Some things to consider including, for those of us with no idea where to start:
- hair color, eye color, skin color, skin type, general facial description, etc.
- usual style of dress (besides robes, smartass)
- distinguishing features
- prized articles of clothing
- reason behind any of the former
wand material:
Wood, Core, Length, Flexability-- th questions for pottermore wand selection are here. Match your character's answers to the rather extensive spreadsheet right here and you'll have their "canon" wand. Otherwise? Just make something up, dude.
boggart:
Your character's worst fear, given form? Let's just call it particularly informative.
other:
fight me helen
You might notice there's no house section up there. The mods will sort your character. If there's a piece of information you think would drastically effect your character's sorting, but don't want to give away a twist, PM @DeadbeatWalking, @dead anime dad, or @dead anime mom. We promise not to tell.
NPC skeletons
STUDENT SKELETON
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[h1][sub][sub][sup][color=NPC color]Name [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Age [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] School-Year [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] [color=House color]House[/color] [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Blood-Status [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Traits [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] #hex [/color][/sup][/sub][/sub][/h1][indent][indent][indent]Brief character shit here, if so desired.
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PROFESSOR SKELETON
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[h1][sub][sub][sup][color=NPC color]Name [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Age [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Subject Taught [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] [color=House color]House[/color] [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Blood-Status [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] Traits [b][color=white] ✫ [/color][/b] #hex [/color][/sup][/sub][/sub][/h1][indent][indent][indent]Brief character shit here, if so desired.
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Student ✫ Age ✫ School-Year ✫ House ✫ Blood-Status ✫ Traits ✫ #be9057
god is dead and it's all our fault. all our fault.
Professor ✫ Age ✫ Subject Taught ✫ House ✫ Blood-Status ✫ Traits ✫ #9933FF
god is so, so dead.
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@god How do I realistically write an 11 year old
Do they even have personalities beyond regurgitating old memes and shitty jokes?
Do they even have personalities beyond regurgitating old memes and shitty jokes?
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@god How do I realistically write an 11 year old
dude where were you like 2 hours ago that would've been an amazing tagline for the thread. also that's the million dollar question good fucking luck with it
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dude where were you like 2 hours ago that would've been an amazing tagline for the thread. also that's the million dollar question good fucking luck with it
//dips into a sickass bow as a flurry of confetti explodes around me
i may or may not have planned out the character in advance while waiting for this thing to launch. as such, it's like...80% done? i just have to chop it down, dilute it a bit to match the character's age.
also thank god the face claim is optional, since the one i had in mind is DEFINITELY not eleven.
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<Snipped quote by dead anime dad>
//dips into a sickass bow as a flurry of confetti explodes around me
i may or may not have planned out the character in advance while waiting for this thing to launch. as such, it's like...80% done? i just have to chop it down, dilute it a bit to match the character's age.
also thank god the face claim is optional, since the one i had in mind is DEFINITELY not eleven.
TO BE HONEST NONE OF US HAVE 11 YEAR OLD FACECLAIMS...
JUST THE OLDER ONES... FOR LATER?
Okay admittedly I have one but it's tiny and thus does not fit in the box.
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TO BE HONEST NONE OF US HAVE 11 YEAR OLD FACECLAIMS...
JUST THE OLDER ONES... FOR LATER?
@GOD THANK YOU FOR THIS WILD TREAT
oh, man, i am super excited. i really, really like the face claim i found, especially because it does not at all fit the reputation my character's probably going to develop.
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Oh, right, faceclaims! Use "what-my-character-would-look-like-as-a-teenager" for the sake of not having to find one that matches later in the rp. We'll just assume your character looks like a younger version of their faceclaim for now.
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Yeahhhhh, I'm gonna have to post a character either tomorrow or Friday. I'm super busy. xD Damn you for starting today!
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how quickly this sheet was completed is the product of an abundance of free time and waaaayyy too many bad ideas.
oops.
Possibly stemming from some latent control issues she’s never really had to address, Victoria rarely ever tackles a situation without a thorough, comprehensive plan in mind. Even her contingency plans have contingency plans tailored for them, and in the rare, once-in-a-blue-moon event she can put a plan to action due to your mistakes, you’d better believe she’ll rain a number of unpleasant hells down upon you later.
Were one looking for a truly apt way to describe Victoria Faulkner, especially to the sweet, naive little lamb who hasn’t yet faced her wrath, one might liken her to a broken faucet. On one hand, her scathing wit and truly incendiary temper will, if triggered too long and by the wrong person, roast you to ashes. On the other, she’ll probably still destroy you. It takes very little to set her off, and, unfortunately, she’s a grudge-bearer. A minor misdemeanor may as well be a felony, in her book, because she’ll punish you all the same. She’s brutally unforgiving.
The art of persuasion is a delicate one, but unfortunately, Victoria’s been fencing since long before she ever picked up a wand Once she’s set her mind to something, she’ll rarely sway her opinion or concede the point. Be it a duel, a debate, or a deathmatch, once she’s committed, she won’t ever relent. She’s absolutely determined to establish herself as strong and unyielding, and this dogged desperation may very well get her killed.
She’s got an ego taller than she is, and her arrogance may very well surpass the heavens. Her fatal flaw is hubris, and anything she considers even a faint slight on her integrity will be met with cruelty and contempt.
She’s not one for sugarcoating matters, albeit not out of malicious intent - she’s honestly oblivious to her own bluntness. Having Victoria around is like having a hammer you can throw with impunity at delicate situations.
A solitary childhood left Victoria unsure how to properly socialize. “Rich people friends” aren’t the same as true friends - you meet your affluent allies at company-sponsored galas, bond over parental expectations, facilitate each other’s substance abuses, and do as much as you can to show off how filthily wealthy you are. Under no circumstances do you willingly spend time together sober. The Faulkner heiress’s position isn’t as desirable as one might think. Her world is staggeringly luxurious, thoughtlessly wasteful, and soul-crushingly lonely. It’s a good thing Victoria’s vice is adrenaline.
In tandem with the above, in the rare event Victoria does forge a meaningful bond with someone, she'll fight like a demon to ensure they're constantly happy, safe, and want for nothing. Perhaps she's a little bit excessive, yes, but she either loves in excess or not at all. Again with the comparison to the broken faucet. Perhaps it's her selfish, greedy nature that causes this urge to defend - perhaps she thinks if she can be the perfect companion, her friends/romantic partners won't want to leave her for anyone else. Perhaps it's just sad, pitiful desperation - she's so desperate for positive attention, so starved for affection, that she'll give as much as she can possibly afford to keep that love coming.
She’s clever, considering her upbringing, and can read people with relative ease. Her overactive imagination contributes to her ability to almost “predict” certain outcomes - the only successful result of her father’s conditioning, or yet another coping mechanism?
Because of her status as the technical sole heiress to the Faulkner name, and because her father has drilled into her the importance of ambition, she’s naturally driven, and entirely willing to work for what she wants - if the situation calls for it. If hard labor will produce the intended outcome faster than a monetary bribe, then that’s the course of action she’ll choose, and vice versa.
Because she’s capable of distancing herself from her problems, treating them as purely intellectual exercises, she works extraordinarily well under pressure. She can disable the parts of her brain (typically those governing emotional attachment) that aren’t helping and dissect the problem logically without fear of hindrances such as the heart’s judgment slowing her down.
It’s not a coping mechanism one should envy, no matter how useful it might be.
Her cold, distant, mannerisms and concerted efforts toward maintaining the illusion of detachment can freeze you where you stand. (Toward those with whom she’s managed to establish a vague approximation of a friendship, she can and usually will dial it down, turning from scathing to fondly exasperated.) She rejects others to spare herself the pain of rejection.
However, despite her eagerness to resort to status and funds to get what she wants, Victoria is surprisingly reticent in terms of talking about about her family, because daddy issues, daddy issues, daddy issues. If it’s not something you could glean from her family’s company website (her father does love those eccentric Muggles and their inventions), it’s not something she’s willing to disclose. Attempts to push the matter will usually garner a frosty glare and the silent treatment.
She’s cursed with ‘resting bitch face’ syndrome, meaning her default expression is a somewhat disdainful scowl.
She’s used to a certain degree of comfort and refinery as far as amenities and lifestyle goes; dragging her along camping and presenting her with a few hastily-butchered trees to serve as makeshift chairs would earn a priceless look of disgust. She also has absolutely no idea how people without limitless funding live - trying to explain to her concepts such as “frugality” and “not dropping thousands of galleons on jackets alone in one sitting” and “Victoria no we know you have more money than god and could buy out this entire store please stop brandishing your credit card like a club sweet merciful lord” is, unfortunately, futile. She’s also never had actual fast food - most of the chefs at home can replicate a healthier alternative with relative ease.
Vain enough to maintain her appearance almost meticulously. She’s downright pedantic about her eye makeup, and suggesting she go a day without brushing or styling her hair is akin to slapping her across the face.
On rare occasions, she can be incisively funny, especially when she’s trying to call someone out on their bullshit or launch into a hilariously pissy rant. Tragedy is Victoria happening to you, comedy is Victoria happening to someone else. She’s also willing to argue with absolutely anyone about absolutely anything. She has a certain flair for the dramatic, meaning her comments are always entertaining.
Further imbalancing the unstable collection of minefields that can generously be called a personality, most of Victoria’s frustrations and irate outbursts result from internalization of her own shortcomings. The only reason she’s so skilled at pointing out others’ flaws is because she’s had loads of practice picking out her own. However, she refuses to let these flaws govern her entirely, and she’s entirely willing to work hard to overcome them.
While more than happy to congratulate herself - some of her exploits during her first year earned her the nickname, “God Complex” - Victoria has no idea what to make of an honest compliment. She tends to flounder and stutter and lapse into disjointed, flustered mumbling. It’s precious, and should be reserved for dire situations only. Along that vein, she’s extremely susceptible to cajolery and her friends’ wheedling; she has a hard time resisting pouting and pleading.
Because she’s whiter than Wonder bread doused in mayonnaise, the poor girl blushes extremely noticeably. Be it the gradually darkening red flush of anger to the light pink sheen of embarrassment, her cheeks are typically as colorful as her insults.
A temperamental wand for a temperamental witch, Victoria received this wand as a Hogwarts going-away present from her father, who was of the opinion his daughter was too good for a common wand with a conventional core. She’s kept it ever since, still laboring under the delusion that people change, that her father wasn’t a horrid, horrid man, that he meant well and everything was her fault, not his.
There's a reason Ollivander advised against overriding the selection process in favor of wands with unique cores. They tend to produce . . . interesting outcomes.
As such, she excels with anything that doesn't require a wand, be it negotiations, bribery, and anything involving the barest modicum of logic. She can't give the wand the respect it deserves, because she was never taught how to lose graciously, so her practical exams leaves a lot to be desired.
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Victoria Faulkner
blood status:
Half-blood
age:
12 | February 14 | Aquarius
gender:
Cis female
personality:
Meticulous | “If you can’t do it right the first time, don’t bother doing it at all.”
Possibly stemming from some latent control issues she’s never really had to address, Victoria rarely ever tackles a situation without a thorough, comprehensive plan in mind. Even her contingency plans have contingency plans tailored for them, and in the rare, once-in-a-blue-moon event she can put a plan to action due to your mistakes, you’d better believe she’ll rain a number of unpleasant hells down upon you later.
Irascible | “Wha - how dare you! I’ll have you know I’m no such thing, you moron!”
Were one looking for a truly apt way to describe Victoria Faulkner, especially to the sweet, naive little lamb who hasn’t yet faced her wrath, one might liken her to a broken faucet. On one hand, her scathing wit and truly incendiary temper will, if triggered too long and by the wrong person, roast you to ashes. On the other, she’ll probably still destroy you. It takes very little to set her off, and, unfortunately, she’s a grudge-bearer. A minor misdemeanor may as well be a felony, in her book, because she’ll punish you all the same. She’s brutally unforgiving.
Stubborn | "Concession is for the weak."
The art of persuasion is a delicate one, but unfortunately, Victoria’s been fencing since long before she ever picked up a wand Once she’s set her mind to something, she’ll rarely sway her opinion or concede the point. Be it a duel, a debate, or a deathmatch, once she’s committed, she won’t ever relent. She’s absolutely determined to establish herself as strong and unyielding, and this dogged desperation may very well get her killed.
Prideful | "Me, wrong? How cute."
She’s got an ego taller than she is, and her arrogance may very well surpass the heavens. Her fatal flaw is hubris, and anything she considers even a faint slight on her integrity will be met with cruelty and contempt.
Blunt | "You're not dumb, you just...haven't realized tact is shown, not told."
She’s not one for sugarcoating matters, albeit not out of malicious intent - she’s honestly oblivious to her own bluntness. Having Victoria around is like having a hammer you can throw with impunity at delicate situations.
Lonely |“You’re not here to make friends. You’re a Faulkner, aren’t you? So start acting like it.”
A solitary childhood left Victoria unsure how to properly socialize. “Rich people friends” aren’t the same as true friends - you meet your affluent allies at company-sponsored galas, bond over parental expectations, facilitate each other’s substance abuses, and do as much as you can to show off how filthily wealthy you are. Under no circumstances do you willingly spend time together sober. The Faulkner heiress’s position isn’t as desirable as one might think. Her world is staggeringly luxurious, thoughtlessly wasteful, and soul-crushingly lonely. It’s a good thing Victoria’s vice is adrenaline.
Protective | "You're the one person in this entire world that matters, okay? Don't you dare forget that!"
In tandem with the above, in the rare event Victoria does forge a meaningful bond with someone, she'll fight like a demon to ensure they're constantly happy, safe, and want for nothing. Perhaps she's a little bit excessive, yes, but she either loves in excess or not at all. Again with the comparison to the broken faucet. Perhaps it's her selfish, greedy nature that causes this urge to defend - perhaps she thinks if she can be the perfect companion, her friends/romantic partners won't want to leave her for anyone else. Perhaps it's just sad, pitiful desperation - she's so desperate for positive attention, so starved for affection, that she'll give as much as she can possibly afford to keep that love coming.
Clever, Intelligent, & Diligent | "There's not a force in this universe that I can't outsmart."
She’s clever, considering her upbringing, and can read people with relative ease. Her overactive imagination contributes to her ability to almost “predict” certain outcomes - the only successful result of her father’s conditioning, or yet another coping mechanism?
Because of her status as the technical sole heiress to the Faulkner name, and because her father has drilled into her the importance of ambition, she’s naturally driven, and entirely willing to work for what she wants - if the situation calls for it. If hard labor will produce the intended outcome faster than a monetary bribe, then that’s the course of action she’ll choose, and vice versa.
Because she’s capable of distancing herself from her problems, treating them as purely intellectual exercises, she works extraordinarily well under pressure. She can disable the parts of her brain (typically those governing emotional attachment) that aren’t helping and dissect the problem logically without fear of hindrances such as the heart’s judgment slowing her down.
It’s not a coping mechanism one should envy, no matter how useful it might be.
Aloof & Withdrawn | ". . . Who invited you, again?"
Her cold, distant, mannerisms and concerted efforts toward maintaining the illusion of detachment can freeze you where you stand. (Toward those with whom she’s managed to establish a vague approximation of a friendship, she can and usually will dial it down, turning from scathing to fondly exasperated.) She rejects others to spare herself the pain of rejection.
However, despite her eagerness to resort to status and funds to get what she wants, Victoria is surprisingly reticent in terms of talking about about her family, because daddy issues, daddy issues, daddy issues. If it’s not something you could glean from her family’s company website (her father does love those eccentric Muggles and their inventions), it’s not something she’s willing to disclose. Attempts to push the matter will usually garner a frosty glare and the silent treatment.
She’s cursed with ‘resting bitch face’ syndrome, meaning her default expression is a somewhat disdainful scowl.
Conceited & Spoiled| "Princess? No, no, you're sorely mistaken. It's Your Majesty, actually."
She’s used to a certain degree of comfort and refinery as far as amenities and lifestyle goes; dragging her along camping and presenting her with a few hastily-butchered trees to serve as makeshift chairs would earn a priceless look of disgust. She also has absolutely no idea how people without limitless funding live - trying to explain to her concepts such as “frugality” and “not dropping thousands of galleons on jackets alone in one sitting” and “Victoria no we know you have more money than god and could buy out this entire store please stop brandishing your credit card like a club sweet merciful lord” is, unfortunately, futile. She’s also never had actual fast food - most of the chefs at home can replicate a healthier alternative with relative ease.
Vain enough to maintain her appearance almost meticulously. She’s downright pedantic about her eye makeup, and suggesting she go a day without brushing or styling her hair is akin to slapping her across the face.
Trenchant, Dramatic, & Snarky | “Blushing? I’m not blushing! You’re looking at the results of a traumatic injury, because these idiots’ve finally broken my brain!”
On rare occasions, she can be incisively funny, especially when she’s trying to call someone out on their bullshit or launch into a hilariously pissy rant. Tragedy is Victoria happening to you, comedy is Victoria happening to someone else. She’s also willing to argue with absolutely anyone about absolutely anything. She has a certain flair for the dramatic, meaning her comments are always entertaining.
Insecure & Easily Flustered | "I - I do not care! I, I don't know what you're talking about!"
Further imbalancing the unstable collection of minefields that can generously be called a personality, most of Victoria’s frustrations and irate outbursts result from internalization of her own shortcomings. The only reason she’s so skilled at pointing out others’ flaws is because she’s had loads of practice picking out her own. However, she refuses to let these flaws govern her entirely, and she’s entirely willing to work hard to overcome them.
While more than happy to congratulate herself - some of her exploits during her first year earned her the nickname, “God Complex” - Victoria has no idea what to make of an honest compliment. She tends to flounder and stutter and lapse into disjointed, flustered mumbling. It’s precious, and should be reserved for dire situations only. Along that vein, she’s extremely susceptible to cajolery and her friends’ wheedling; she has a hard time resisting pouting and pleading.
Because she’s whiter than Wonder bread doused in mayonnaise, the poor girl blushes extremely noticeably. Be it the gradually darkening red flush of anger to the light pink sheen of embarrassment, her cheeks are typically as colorful as her insults.
appearance:
Whiter than Wonder Bread doused in mayonnaise. Primarily English heritage, with some German mixed in. Her face shape is reminiscent of the classic, generic anime protagonist: thin, gently rounded cheeks that taper off into a slightly pointed chin. A delicate, slightly upturned nose. Small lips born to twist into a petulant pout. Cursed with a truly tiny stature; clocks in at approximately four feet, eight inches - and the term is used extremely loosely - tall. Slender, narrow build; her collarbones could open letters and her hipbones could sand glass. Side-swept silver hair - not her natural color, of course - that varies in exact hue depending on the lighting is worn in wavy, waist-length layers. Tragically pale, she can’t even take a leisurely stroll through a park without suffering from some degree of sunburn.
Insofar as fashion goes, she has a certain affinity for summer dresses and vaguely hipster-esque clothing. She considers herself a connoisseur of baggy sweaters and flannel jackets, often pairing them with leggings or painted-on jeans.
Later on, once she discovers and develops an affinity for makeup, her blue eyes are almost perpetually rimmed with dark smudges equal parts eyeliner and exhaustion. It’s deliberately smudged to further highlight that nonchalant, flippant brand of don’t talk to me, you absolute walnut she wears so well.
Her posture is perfect, if not a bit stiff. She could use to lighten up.
Insofar as fashion goes, she has a certain affinity for summer dresses and vaguely hipster-esque clothing. She considers herself a connoisseur of baggy sweaters and flannel jackets, often pairing them with leggings or painted-on jeans.
Later on, once she discovers and develops an affinity for makeup, her blue eyes are almost perpetually rimmed with dark smudges equal parts eyeliner and exhaustion. It’s deliberately smudged to further highlight that nonchalant, flippant brand of don’t talk to me, you absolute walnut she wears so well.
Her posture is perfect, if not a bit stiff. She could use to lighten up.
backstory:
Victoria's young, but the hate festering in her heart is old enough to start a war.
The eldest product of Günter Faulkner and his newest concupiscent conquest's latest affair, many would say Victoria was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Born in one of Britain’s most extravagant estates to a father as indifferent as he was affluent and a mother who had opted for a more “hands-off” approach to parenting (except for mooching off benefits, of course), Victoria spent much of her early childhood learning the intricacies of internecine warfare. Passive-aggressive notes, “accidental” misplacement of vital funds, and deploying threats of dismemberment with cheerful grace were the norm. It gave Victoria a perverse sort of appreciation for the fine art of war - or at least, revealed to her that it was fully possible to operate on a level of treachery yet unbreached by human influence.
Because Victoria was the eldest, the vast majority of her childhood was regulated rather strictly. Her father needed to ensure he could pass down the family company - empire, more aptly - to a suitable heir or heiress, and as such, he couldn't risk his daughter growing up a flighty, irresponsible hellion. "You're a Faulkner," he used to say, "you're a cut above the rest, so you must exemplify that in all you do." Personal style, attitude, posture - even the people with whom she associated were delegated by her father. Because Mr. Faulkner's arrogance was staggering, this meant friends were a precious, rare commodity.
Her fondest memories of living at home consisted of her bedroom mirror. A tall, surprisingly plain ornament; the only piece of furniture she owned that wasn't garishly ostentatious. As a young child, when the crushing weight of solitude was too much to bear, she'd hunt around in her father's room, scavenge a tube of his latest fling's lipstick, and draw a sloppy, kind of lopsided caricature on the mirror's surface.
It was someone to talk to, at least.
She often used to wonder if there were monsters hiding in her closet, and if they were, maybe they were lonely. Maybe they wanted a friend, but were too scared to talk, so they remained hidden, just out of reach.
The eldest product of Günter Faulkner and his newest concupiscent conquest's latest affair, many would say Victoria was born with a silver spoon in her mouth. Born in one of Britain’s most extravagant estates to a father as indifferent as he was affluent and a mother who had opted for a more “hands-off” approach to parenting (except for mooching off benefits, of course), Victoria spent much of her early childhood learning the intricacies of internecine warfare. Passive-aggressive notes, “accidental” misplacement of vital funds, and deploying threats of dismemberment with cheerful grace were the norm. It gave Victoria a perverse sort of appreciation for the fine art of war - or at least, revealed to her that it was fully possible to operate on a level of treachery yet unbreached by human influence.
Because Victoria was the eldest, the vast majority of her childhood was regulated rather strictly. Her father needed to ensure he could pass down the family company - empire, more aptly - to a suitable heir or heiress, and as such, he couldn't risk his daughter growing up a flighty, irresponsible hellion. "You're a Faulkner," he used to say, "you're a cut above the rest, so you must exemplify that in all you do." Personal style, attitude, posture - even the people with whom she associated were delegated by her father. Because Mr. Faulkner's arrogance was staggering, this meant friends were a precious, rare commodity.
Her fondest memories of living at home consisted of her bedroom mirror. A tall, surprisingly plain ornament; the only piece of furniture she owned that wasn't garishly ostentatious. As a young child, when the crushing weight of solitude was too much to bear, she'd hunt around in her father's room, scavenge a tube of his latest fling's lipstick, and draw a sloppy, kind of lopsided caricature on the mirror's surface.
It was someone to talk to, at least.
She often used to wonder if there were monsters hiding in her closet, and if they were, maybe they were lonely. Maybe they wanted a friend, but were too scared to talk, so they remained hidden, just out of reach.
wand material:
Dogwood | 8 inches | Hippogriff feather core | Inflexible
A temperamental wand for a temperamental witch, Victoria received this wand as a Hogwarts going-away present from her father, who was of the opinion his daughter was too good for a common wand with a conventional core. She’s kept it ever since, still laboring under the delusion that people change, that her father wasn’t a horrid, horrid man, that he meant well and everything was her fault, not his.
There's a reason Ollivander advised against overriding the selection process in favor of wands with unique cores. They tend to produce . . . interesting outcomes.
As such, she excels with anything that doesn't require a wand, be it negotiations, bribery, and anything involving the barest modicum of logic. She can't give the wand the respect it deserves, because she was never taught how to lose graciously, so her practical exams leaves a lot to be desired.
boggart:
Her father. Cold, calculating, and tackling every situation, from a baptism to a funeral, with an entrepreneurial attitude, Günter truly is the perfect businessman. Decidedly amoral, he marvels at criminality and envies villainous innovativity - if it could make a profit, there’s a good chance it’s right up his alley. He’s as charismatic and eloquent as he is emotionally detached, making him a truly dangerous adversary.
Rumors allege he stopped smiling the day his daughter found a reason to start.
He’s a master of withering looks - he and his daughter glare almost identically. They also share control issues, judging from how he tried to condition Victoria into a near-carbon copy of himself.
Weirdly obsessed with integrating Muggle innovations into Wizarding culture. Like, creepy pseudo-dictator obsessed. Hence the credit cards and websites. Apparently, he's planning on jockeying for a position in the Ministry. A typical businessman at heart.
Rumors allege he stopped smiling the day his daughter found a reason to start.
He’s a master of withering looks - he and his daughter glare almost identically. They also share control issues, judging from how he tried to condition Victoria into a near-carbon copy of himself.
Weirdly obsessed with integrating Muggle innovations into Wizarding culture. Like, creepy pseudo-dictator obsessed. Hence the credit cards and websites. Apparently, he's planning on jockeying for a position in the Ministry. A typical businessman at heart.
other:
- Has legitimately never so much as touched a cheeseburger or other greasy comfort food in her life. Would probably regard a menu at a casual restaurant with a look of utter soul-crushing bewilderment.
- Doesn't particularly like chocolate, but can tolerate it if it's drizzled over strawberries or vanilla ice cream.
Absolutely loathes warm weather and visiting the beach. She doesn't tan, she burns. - Has a hyperactive imagination and an affinity for all things histrionic; as such, she has a rather irrational fear of the dark and the things that might lurk within its midst. Has been known to stay up the entire night, stumble blearily into class the next morning, dark circles ringing her eyes like war paint, and offer, "The windowsill - it creaked," as her sole explanation.
- Charms her hair, but pretends it's naturally silver.
- Not interested in being polite or heterosexual. Girls, she's discovered, are extraordinary.
- Absolutely not a morning person - she's even more waspish than usual, especially if she was forced to rise in the wee hours of the morning. Don't speak to her before she has her daily dose of coffee if you’d like to keep your head.
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Isabella "Bella" Williams
blood status:
Pureblood
age:
11, born May 23rd.
gender:
Female.
personality:
Quiet but Observant
-Bella, being the youngest of seven children, has adapted the ability of being unusual quiet, because she feel like no one will hear her. She does not talk much. She has been this way since she was a child, which, in her opinion, was actually a blessing. Being quiet has allowed her to be more observant of other people and listen closer to others. This allows her to learn people's hidden secrets through things like eaves-dropping and registering people's body language, even ones that they haven't shared with their friends.
Optimistic but Realistic
-Bella believes that everything happens for a reason, which also means that she is grateful for the stuff that happens, but she also realizing that things can be bad. She grew up in a tough home, which means that she has good manners and thanks everyone for almost everything, mainly because her parents were tough on her about it since she is the only one who seems to be able to learn in her family. She is also quite fair, not taking sides when her friends get into fights. She does help mediate things though, pointing out answers that the anger driven people didn't see in the first place. She tends to try not to get involved in fights as much, though, because she is so afraid that people will judge her.
Intelligent, Careful
-Bella is quite intelligent, even from a small child. She does her best to do her best and everyone notices it, which is a reason her siblings are jealous of her. But, since she is smart, she has figured out when to talk and when not to talk. She learned this when she kept showing up her older siblings with facts and figures about the wizarding world that even they didn't know because she has read through their books closer and faster than they have. She is always careful not to show up others now, after an incident with a few of her older siblings.
Passionate, Hard-Working, Driven
-Bella has never been known to turn down a challenge. She always strives for greatness, even when it pushes her physical limits. She attacks every problem or challenge full force and does not stop until she is sure that there is no solution or that she has completed the task at hand. She sometimes doesn't sleep when she has to get her work done. This is a side that a lot of people don't notice about Bella because she is so quiet and a lot of people don't know what she's doing.
Submissive
-As Bella is the youngest, she is more likely to do what she is told than others because she has seen the punishment dealt out by her parents to her siblings. This has also transferred over into her personality to where she doesn't tend to fight with people, unless they are close friends, which she rarely has any of. She always has what she believes, but if someone is very forceful in saying that she is wrong, then she won't pursue fighting with them just to proven a point. She is always asking to do things, which she will do, but she sometimes lowers her head when she does them because she didn't want to do them in the first place.
Ignorant
-Because Bella is a bigger optimist than realist, she tends to be a bit more ignorant than most when it comes to bad situations. She always does her best to try and look into the good, but then she ignores the bad and that can get her hurt, like with her brother's multiple personality disorder and her sister's bipolar disorder. If someone is ever mean to her, she tries to ignore them, but the mean comments still hurt her.
Sensitive
-Bella wears her feelings on her sleeve and tends to be a bit of a crier sometimes. She is very open with her feelings, mainly through facial expressions and how she acts rather than through her voice. When it comes to bullies, she does tend to cry if one of the comments is extremely mean. She does not get angry often, but she gets more frustrated than anything, which is another reason for her to cry.
-Bella, being the youngest of seven children, has adapted the ability of being unusual quiet, because she feel like no one will hear her. She does not talk much. She has been this way since she was a child, which, in her opinion, was actually a blessing. Being quiet has allowed her to be more observant of other people and listen closer to others. This allows her to learn people's hidden secrets through things like eaves-dropping and registering people's body language, even ones that they haven't shared with their friends.
Optimistic but Realistic
-Bella believes that everything happens for a reason, which also means that she is grateful for the stuff that happens, but she also realizing that things can be bad. She grew up in a tough home, which means that she has good manners and thanks everyone for almost everything, mainly because her parents were tough on her about it since she is the only one who seems to be able to learn in her family. She is also quite fair, not taking sides when her friends get into fights. She does help mediate things though, pointing out answers that the anger driven people didn't see in the first place. She tends to try not to get involved in fights as much, though, because she is so afraid that people will judge her.
Intelligent, Careful
-Bella is quite intelligent, even from a small child. She does her best to do her best and everyone notices it, which is a reason her siblings are jealous of her. But, since she is smart, she has figured out when to talk and when not to talk. She learned this when she kept showing up her older siblings with facts and figures about the wizarding world that even they didn't know because she has read through their books closer and faster than they have. She is always careful not to show up others now, after an incident with a few of her older siblings.
Passionate, Hard-Working, Driven
-Bella has never been known to turn down a challenge. She always strives for greatness, even when it pushes her physical limits. She attacks every problem or challenge full force and does not stop until she is sure that there is no solution or that she has completed the task at hand. She sometimes doesn't sleep when she has to get her work done. This is a side that a lot of people don't notice about Bella because she is so quiet and a lot of people don't know what she's doing.
Submissive
-As Bella is the youngest, she is more likely to do what she is told than others because she has seen the punishment dealt out by her parents to her siblings. This has also transferred over into her personality to where she doesn't tend to fight with people, unless they are close friends, which she rarely has any of. She always has what she believes, but if someone is very forceful in saying that she is wrong, then she won't pursue fighting with them just to proven a point. She is always asking to do things, which she will do, but she sometimes lowers her head when she does them because she didn't want to do them in the first place.
Ignorant
-Because Bella is a bigger optimist than realist, she tends to be a bit more ignorant than most when it comes to bad situations. She always does her best to try and look into the good, but then she ignores the bad and that can get her hurt, like with her brother's multiple personality disorder and her sister's bipolar disorder. If someone is ever mean to her, she tries to ignore them, but the mean comments still hurt her.
Sensitive
-Bella wears her feelings on her sleeve and tends to be a bit of a crier sometimes. She is very open with her feelings, mainly through facial expressions and how she acts rather than through her voice. When it comes to bullies, she does tend to cry if one of the comments is extremely mean. She does not get angry often, but she gets more frustrated than anything, which is another reason for her to cry.
appearance:
Bella is very small for her age and quite skinny. She had very full blonde hair that falls just below her shoulders. Her eyes are a dark ocean blue color, which is majorly different from the bright green of the rest of her family. Her brows are a shade darker than her hair and her eyelashes match her hair color perfectly. She has a spattering of freckles across her face, mainly from being outside doing housework.
Though she is small and skinny, Bella is quite athletic. She has muscles, though they are lean muscles. She has a scar on her collarbone from one of her brothers breaking a bottle and cutting her with it during an... episode. Her hands are pretty small, but she also has slim fingers that show wear of piano playing. She has bigger hips, but she has the body of an athlete, minus the hips. She has slightly tanned skin, mainly a farmers tan, from watching her siblings play Quidditch. She does have a few bruises here and there.
Though she is small and skinny, Bella is quite athletic. She has muscles, though they are lean muscles. She has a scar on her collarbone from one of her brothers breaking a bottle and cutting her with it during an... episode. Her hands are pretty small, but she also has slim fingers that show wear of piano playing. She has bigger hips, but she has the body of an athlete, minus the hips. She has slightly tanned skin, mainly a farmers tan, from watching her siblings play Quidditch. She does have a few bruises here and there.
wand material:
|Springy|Birch|12 1/2 inches|Unicorn Hair Core|
boggart:
Many people, especially her family, think that she is slightly strange for this, but her worst fear is a monster called the Wendigo. But what many people don't know is that it really isn't about the Wendigo itself. A Wendigo is a former human that was possessed by a demon spirit when they were half dead and starving and it forces the human to eat another human, which releasing the Wendigo to fully take over the body. The human then transforms into a Wendigo, which has milky white eyes to it can track its prey when its prey is moving, taunt skin that is pretty much bullet proof, and skinny appendages which allow it to move quickly and is amazingly strong. The Wendigo, for Bella, represents the monster inside of a person close to her and that fear that she will become a monster is projected through the Boggart into a Wendigo that looks just like the person she cares for, i.e. her brother with the multiple personality disorder.
other:
-That is an actual picture of an eleven year old. As we switch years, I'll update the picture.
-Bella knows a lot of spells from watching her older siblings, but she isn't very good at them. Yet.
-She is an amazing Quidditch player, especially a chaser.
-Bella knows a lot of spells from watching her older siblings, but she isn't very good at them. Yet.
-She is an amazing Quidditch player, especially a chaser.
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@Nightwarden Woops accidentally made a character with daddy issues as well. Want me to change it (because I can quite easily) or..?
i'm not worried. two characters could hail from nearly-identical situations and present themselves entirely differently, and the characters have different-enough personalities that it doesn't really feel all that redundant.
personally, i think it'd be the most twisted bonding exercise ever. they can commiserate over their shitty home lives.
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awesome ya'll. you're good to post your characters in the character section! thanks for being patient. we were debating house sorting for victoria & morgan, aaha. thanks for giving us so much to talk about! really excited to see both of them in action.
@WhiteStar19 yup yup. be sure to pm one or mention one of the mods when you're done, star!
once everything's a little more rolling, we'll be setting up a skype group for general plotting & shit. pm me your skype name if you'd like to be a part of it!
awesome ya'll. you're good to post your characters in the character section! thanks for being patient. we were debating house sorting for victoria & morgan, aaha. thanks for giving us so much to talk about! really excited to see both of them in action.
@WhiteStar19 yup yup. be sure to pm one or mention one of the mods when you're done, star!
sorting will be revealed in an IC post.
just as an aside.once everything's a little more rolling, we'll be setting up a skype group for general plotting & shit. pm me your skype name if you'd like to be a part of it!
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I'll wait for Victoria to be posted in the Character Tab because I can't upset the natural order of things yo. It was hard enough for me to leave those uncapitalised letters in the CS.
oh! in that case, done. decided against a hider, since it's the tab devoted pretty much exclusively to characters.
I am positively thrilled, folks. Now I just need to get a character made. I will, perhaps, not go overboard on personality, both to give some room for writing, but also keeping in mind that puberty and adolescence is a thing that will surely change things as well. I promise not to write *too much* angst. (Can there ever really be enough teenage angst though? Really? ... Yes. Yes there can.)
Expect something later tonight!
Also, a question for future consideration, but certainly relevant for my character - if I'm writing a Muggleborn who is 11 in 2017, that means that they were born in 2005-6, in a digital age. Insofar as kids (such as the ones I work with) are growing up even more in touch with computers and tech than I was, how does that affect the transition to wizard life? Furthermore, how is enhanced surveillance technology affecting the Wizard Statute of Secrecy? ... I realize suspension of disbelief, so if the answer is "magic, yo", I'll accept it, but there needs to be a convincing way to separate the two worlds, in an age where everything is getting closer together.
Expect something later tonight!
Also, a question for future consideration, but certainly relevant for my character - if I'm writing a Muggleborn who is 11 in 2017, that means that they were born in 2005-6, in a digital age. Insofar as kids (such as the ones I work with) are growing up even more in touch with computers and tech than I was, how does that affect the transition to wizard life? Furthermore, how is enhanced surveillance technology affecting the Wizard Statute of Secrecy? ... I realize suspension of disbelief, so if the answer is "magic, yo", I'll accept it, but there needs to be a convincing way to separate the two worlds, in an age where everything is getting closer together.
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