Not the character I already have, Fukatsu is there in case things break and to listen to music, I'm just saying that I think we might need one more character to get a more, band-y look. And that I would be totally happy to create one
Sort of. I was thinking she wouldn't really bother with much of the backstage work. She would just work with the band members themselves, managing their appearances, making costumes, doing hair, makeup, not working with anything but things like those.
Short bio: Felicia was born in a small house on a small hill at the edge of an ordinary town. Her parents had just moved to their new home shortly before Felicia was born. At a young age, Felicia's skills in reading, speaking, and deceiving skyrocketed. Her parents nurtured her with books, allowed her to talk all she wanted and fought her the things that they knew. They were con-artists, the best of the best, and they taught Felicia everything she would need to know to take up the profession. But as she grew older, Felicia grew apart from the other kids in the town. She still played with them and acted happy, but it was different at home. She had begun to talk less to her parents and instead would spend a lot of time reading. Reading the books her parents owned, phycology books, books full of muggle laws, all books that would help with conning. On her eleventh birthday, when Felicia got her letter from Hogwarts she kept it secrets from her parents. She told them it was a school for gifted and smart children, which was not a complete lie. And so she began her first year at Hogwarts, meeting her 'best friend', getting Lero, who was the runt of a litter of black kittens born toward the end of her first year at Hogwarts.
Hobbies:Con-ing Pets: Black Kitten, named Lero Personal possessions: School Books, Robes, Rubix Cube, Books on Muggle Laws and Crime, Phycology books, a few cans of MACE ((well hidden))
Strengths and Weaknesses + Good at deceiving people -Frail and Weak +Good at hiding secrets -Bad at telling the truth +Fearless -Cold
Relationships: NPCs: Marriane Low, Felicia's 'best friend', a Slytherin with a gentle heart, determination, and the will to pester Felicia to no end.
Other: Felicia has a tattoo on her back, she has never shown it to anyone, it takes up most of her back.
Parum Magister
Physical
Eye Color Green
Hair Color Black
Hair Length To her Hips
Skin Tone Pale
Height 5' 1"
Weight 94 lbs.
Scars or Tattoos Multiple slash and burn scars on her chest and back One huge burn scar on her neck Magical
Bloodline Pureblood
Wand Length 15"
Wand Wood Ash
Wand Core Thestral Tail Hair
Patronus Fennec Fox Other
Age 21
Gender Female
House Former Hufflepuff
Short Bio Born in a large house at the outskirts of a city, Parum had been near magic since birth. Her family was one of brilliant wizards, students of Hogwarts, graduates, all pure bloods. Her family was one of two parents, and five children. Each of them went to Hogwarts, learning great amounts of magic. Every one of them a Slytherin.
Parum was the youngest, ten years younger than her closest sibling. She was always pushed to the side, brushed away to make way for her greater siblings. Parum became the victim to bullying. The victim to her family. But she suffered through it. She endured, waiting to turn eleven. And luckily for her she was accepted. She happily left on her way for Hogwarts.
She was put into Hufflepuff, a house that suited Parum. She spent most of her free time in the library, reading. She devoured books on alchemy, a type of magic she had always found immensely interesting.
After graduating from Hogwarts, Parum decided to become a teacher there. She became the Alchemy teacher, teaching the subject she had loved so much as a student.
Personality
Parum is a sweet girl. She has a soothing atmosphere like one would expect from a younger sibling, minus the annoyance. She is innocent kind. She is understanding towards students who are confused and will almost always lend a helping hand.
Name: Felicia "Fel" Mera Appearance: Felicia has a small stature and skinny body. Her skin is pale and her eyes are electric blue, rimmed with long, dark eyelashes. She always wears longer clothes, preferring to cover more of her skin. Her hair is bright red, going down to her knees, perfectly straight. Age: 12 Year: 2
House: Slytherin Classes Taken: N/A Short bio: Felicia was born into an odd family. A family of crime, in a way. Her parents were criminals, not terrible criminals, but they were con artists. They swimdled and stole, raising Felocia. So Felicia learned skills that no one would expect a twelve year old to know. She learned how to fake an identity, how to gain sympathy. And then she got the letter. Her parents were dumb-founded. They were both muggles. Personality: Felicia's personality can change at the drop of a hat. She changes it to what it needs to be. However, most of the times it's that of a strong willed, independent young girl. Alone, on the other hand, Felicia is cold hearted. Not cruel, just cold. She ignores and doesn't try to talk to others.
Wand: 13 inches, Cherry, Unicorn Hair Patronus: Snake Hobbies:Con-ing Pets:Black Kitten, named Lero Personal possessions: School Books, Robes, Rubix Cube, Books on Muggle Laws and Crime, Phycology books, a few cans of MACE ((well hidden))
Relationships: NPCs: Marriane Low, Felicia's 'best friend', a Slytherin with a gentle heart, determination, and the will to pester Felicia to no end.
Other: Felicia has a tattoo on her back, she has never shown it to anyone, it takes up most of her back. Why am I so awesome?
Fukatsu blocked out the world around her. Ignoring any sound of other people, animals, anything alive for that matter. She had yet to meet her roommate for this year, but Fukatsu didn't care. She probably wouldn't talk much to her anyways. Fukatsu mainly thought about hat this new year would bring. More time fixing things that broken. Though not as much time as she normally spent over summers. Plus she was sixteen now, she had a car back at home. And she had already tinkered with it, giving it upgrades, it was in Fukatsu's nature.
Fukatsu opened her bag and gripped the one item she held closest to her. A wrench. Her first one. Her father had given it too her as a birthday present when she turned five. And that was when Fukatsu's father dragged her into the world of fixing and upgrading. Now, eleven years later, Fukatsu could fix almost anything. Cars, instruments, sound boards, PA systems, announcers, she had spent years learning exactly how to fix the broken. But people... people were Fukatsu's weak point. She hadn't spent time with her peers. She didn't talk unless necessary.