Post by Victorie Weasley on Jul 20, 2008 23:10:13 GMT -5
ABOUT YOU;;*[/color]
Name; I am Ironman
Age; Guesss~
Location; New Jersey xD
Time Zone; EST
YOUR CHARACTER;;*
Name;[/b] Victorie Weasley [/size]
Age;[/b] Sixteen[/size]
Year;[/b] Sixth[/size]
House; Ravenclaw
Blood;[/b] Pure, with a bit of Veela from her mother[/size]
Parents;[/b] Bill Weasley and Fleur (nee Delacour) Weasley[/size]
Wand;[/b]Eleven inches, hazelwood, Veela hair center[/size]
Patronus;[/b] Chimpanzee[/size]
Boggart;[/b] Spiders[/size]
Animagus;[/b] Nope[/size]
Alliance;[/b] Ministry[/size]
Pets;[/b] A dog at home named Muffin and a cat named Tabitha (she’s a tabby) [/size]
History;[/b] Victorie was the first child to Bill and Fleur, though certainly not the last. She was followed very shortly by her mother’s child Kalypso, then her sister Dominique (both Bill and Fleur’s child), and poor little Louis was the youngest and the only boy. Their family life, however, was far from perfect, as Kalypso was not Bill’s child. She had been ‘made’ in an affair with the last person Bill may have expected – Draco Malfoy. As a result, things grew awkward on the home front.
Bill was angry, and while he tried not to show it, he couldn’t help it. A partial werewolf had trouble hiding his temper, you see. As a result, Vicky associated Kalypso with her father’s temper, and it made her almost fear the girl’s visits. She was never mean to her younger sister, however. She always offered her all the kindness she had, though the attempts would prove to be futile over the years, as Kalypso did not do the same for her. Though that did not stop Victorie from trying.
Though, as much as she didn’t want to admit it, she felt almost relieved when Kalypso stopped visiting, because then her daddy was normal all the time.
She grew up in a very large family, due to the fact that she was a Weasley, though always stayed in the background. She gave the spotlight to the younger children and dramatic little cousins, and it never bothered her. She preferred the background scene, or staying in the kitchen with her Grandma Molly to ‘help’ her cook by mixing things or getting ingredients, though she grew more helpful with that over the years.
She got her Hogwarts letter when she was eleven as was expected, but she also got a letter to Beauxbatons as well, as her mother had gone to school there. And then came another big argument for her parents. Bill wanted his little girl (and all his children) to go to Hogwarts, while Fleur wanted them all to go to Beauxbatons. In the end, they had asked Victorie, who had flipped a coin to decide. That Galleon decided that she was off to Hogwarts with the rest of the Weasleys.
She was sorted into Ravenclaw, her mind being more prominent than her family history. She always had been very bright, and had loved reading ever since she caught on how to do so at the age of three. She slid right into place then, though was rather shy, so making friends was a little difficult. She came out of her shell, however, once people started talking to her.
Despite being bright, relation-ship wise, Vicky was rather naive and clueless. She’d had a little school-girl crush on Teddy Lupin, an ‘adopted’ member of their family, for years, and the two started dating in her fifth year, his sixth. Unfortunately, they did not last very long. For a while, it had left Victorie a little crushed, though she seemingly got over it quickly. Those who knew her well knew that she didn’t like to let small things bother her, and apparently failed relationships went under that category.
Victorie had not dated since, and didn’t seem to want to. She went back to how she was before, and was just fine with that. After all, she had more than enough to keep her busy, and now that she had NEWT level classes to take, she had a feeling she needed the time.
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Appearance;[/b]
Vicky took after her mother more than her father, though she certainly wasn’t the flawless ‘Veela’ type. Victorie was pretty, though had ‘Too much Bill’ in her, as her mother said, to be flawlessly perfect, though that had never phased her. She was fine with being just pretty. Being beautiful was too much work.
Victorie was of average height and weight, around five foot six and a hundred and fifteen pounds, maybe a little more or little less. Her build was slender though her curves were there, just perfect–probably the way her mother had influenced her the most. Her skin was fair though not as fair as her mother’s, and she tanned easily when she spent outside because of Quidditch or just because she loved the sun. The clothes she wore were generally fashionable, thanks to her mother, though also usually comfortable. She had a girly side and liked clothes more than one would expect, though didn’t bother to run out and buy the latest fashions, either.
Her eyes were a bright light blue, set in a fair and pretty face. However, they scrunched up in the corners a bit when she smiled (one of her father’s traits), which happened quite often as a bright and pretty smile usually occupied her face, and dimples appeared as well. She didn’t mind much, and smiles suited her just fine. She didn’t bother with too-too much make-up, just what she felt like she needed. Eyeshadow, liner, and lipgloss were usually all she used, though she used more or less depending on the day and how she felt.
Her hair was naturally a light blonde, though her roots were darker thanks to her father’s darker hair color. The locks were set in loose waves and usually were left natural, and the length brushed around his mid-back. Sometimes she grew the length out or charmed it longer, and sometimes she straightened it, though usually she didn’t bother. [/size]
Personality;[/b]
Victorie’s personality was truly her own. There were truly too many people in her family for one person to really influence it. Perhaps she took a little bit from everyone. Either way, it did not matter much, as it created someone she was perfectly content to be.
First and foremost, Victorie was truly a happy person. She rarely got depressed or sad, and was more often than not seen smiling or laughing. She always tried looked to the bright side of things, and if there truly wasn’t one, she did her best to think that things would get better. It was a good way to be, especially with all the pointless teenage drama that girls went through. She hated being sad and depressed, and avoided it as much as she could. Feeling like that wasn’t something any girl liked, though Victorie truly hated it.
Victorie really only stuck to her little group of friends. It wasn’t because she was anti-social, but because she was shy before you got to know her. You would have to be the one who first started talking to her, though after a while, she would open up to you and become herself around you.
She helped others, and hated to see the people she cared about upset. It was almost a maternal instinct that she’d received, as she always felt like it was her duty to make everyone around her smile and feel good about themselves. She would put others before herself always, though that sometimes wasn’t the best thing. That way her own feelings got bottled up and eventually she felt like she was going to pop, though she never did. She’d let things out before that happened.
She was a silly girl as well, and enjoyed playing around and joking. She wasn’t immature, quite the opposite actually, but she liked having fun. ‘Fun’ for her wasn’t defined as drinking and doing other illegal things as it was for people her age, not at all. She just enjoyed spending time with her friends, or flying.
Unfortunately, she was still innocent and clueless when it came to boys, even though she was rather book-smart. She had crushes like any girl did, though she rarely pursued them. She would have to be pursued, and due to being shy and innocent and sweet, that didn’t happen often. Boys usually went for girls who weren’t under the ‘good girl’ type.
She was, however, naive and far too trusting. She had grown up in an environment where everyone could be trusted, and was blinded by that and thought that everyone could. As a result, she was easy to fool and easy to hurt.[/size]
Likes;[/b]
-Smiling
-Laughing
-Reading
-Writing
-Music
-Speaking French
-Her family
-Animals
-Flying
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Dislikes;[/b]
-When her Dad’s angry
-Being sad
-Mean people
-Judgmental people
-Too much seriousness
-Yelling
-Fighting
-Crying[/size]
Model;[/b] Blake Lively[/size]
Anything Else?;[/b] Uh, don’t think so[/size]
Roleplay Sample;[/b] No. xP[/size]
Name; I am Ironman
Age; Guesss~
Location; New Jersey xD
Time Zone; EST
YOUR CHARACTER;;*
Name;[/b] Victorie Weasley [/size]
Age;[/b] Sixteen[/size]
Year;[/b] Sixth[/size]
House; Ravenclaw
Blood;[/b] Pure, with a bit of Veela from her mother[/size]
Parents;[/b] Bill Weasley and Fleur (nee Delacour) Weasley[/size]
Wand;[/b]Eleven inches, hazelwood, Veela hair center[/size]
Patronus;[/b] Chimpanzee[/size]
Boggart;[/b] Spiders[/size]
Animagus;[/b] Nope[/size]
Alliance;[/b] Ministry[/size]
Pets;[/b] A dog at home named Muffin and a cat named Tabitha (she’s a tabby) [/size]
History;[/b] Victorie was the first child to Bill and Fleur, though certainly not the last. She was followed very shortly by her mother’s child Kalypso, then her sister Dominique (both Bill and Fleur’s child), and poor little Louis was the youngest and the only boy. Their family life, however, was far from perfect, as Kalypso was not Bill’s child. She had been ‘made’ in an affair with the last person Bill may have expected – Draco Malfoy. As a result, things grew awkward on the home front.
Bill was angry, and while he tried not to show it, he couldn’t help it. A partial werewolf had trouble hiding his temper, you see. As a result, Vicky associated Kalypso with her father’s temper, and it made her almost fear the girl’s visits. She was never mean to her younger sister, however. She always offered her all the kindness she had, though the attempts would prove to be futile over the years, as Kalypso did not do the same for her. Though that did not stop Victorie from trying.
Though, as much as she didn’t want to admit it, she felt almost relieved when Kalypso stopped visiting, because then her daddy was normal all the time.
She grew up in a very large family, due to the fact that she was a Weasley, though always stayed in the background. She gave the spotlight to the younger children and dramatic little cousins, and it never bothered her. She preferred the background scene, or staying in the kitchen with her Grandma Molly to ‘help’ her cook by mixing things or getting ingredients, though she grew more helpful with that over the years.
She got her Hogwarts letter when she was eleven as was expected, but she also got a letter to Beauxbatons as well, as her mother had gone to school there. And then came another big argument for her parents. Bill wanted his little girl (and all his children) to go to Hogwarts, while Fleur wanted them all to go to Beauxbatons. In the end, they had asked Victorie, who had flipped a coin to decide. That Galleon decided that she was off to Hogwarts with the rest of the Weasleys.
She was sorted into Ravenclaw, her mind being more prominent than her family history. She always had been very bright, and had loved reading ever since she caught on how to do so at the age of three. She slid right into place then, though was rather shy, so making friends was a little difficult. She came out of her shell, however, once people started talking to her.
Despite being bright, relation-ship wise, Vicky was rather naive and clueless. She’d had a little school-girl crush on Teddy Lupin, an ‘adopted’ member of their family, for years, and the two started dating in her fifth year, his sixth. Unfortunately, they did not last very long. For a while, it had left Victorie a little crushed, though she seemingly got over it quickly. Those who knew her well knew that she didn’t like to let small things bother her, and apparently failed relationships went under that category.
Victorie had not dated since, and didn’t seem to want to. She went back to how she was before, and was just fine with that. After all, she had more than enough to keep her busy, and now that she had NEWT level classes to take, she had a feeling she needed the time.
[/size]
Appearance;[/b]
Vicky took after her mother more than her father, though she certainly wasn’t the flawless ‘Veela’ type. Victorie was pretty, though had ‘Too much Bill’ in her, as her mother said, to be flawlessly perfect, though that had never phased her. She was fine with being just pretty. Being beautiful was too much work.
Victorie was of average height and weight, around five foot six and a hundred and fifteen pounds, maybe a little more or little less. Her build was slender though her curves were there, just perfect–probably the way her mother had influenced her the most. Her skin was fair though not as fair as her mother’s, and she tanned easily when she spent outside because of Quidditch or just because she loved the sun. The clothes she wore were generally fashionable, thanks to her mother, though also usually comfortable. She had a girly side and liked clothes more than one would expect, though didn’t bother to run out and buy the latest fashions, either.
Her eyes were a bright light blue, set in a fair and pretty face. However, they scrunched up in the corners a bit when she smiled (one of her father’s traits), which happened quite often as a bright and pretty smile usually occupied her face, and dimples appeared as well. She didn’t mind much, and smiles suited her just fine. She didn’t bother with too-too much make-up, just what she felt like she needed. Eyeshadow, liner, and lipgloss were usually all she used, though she used more or less depending on the day and how she felt.
Her hair was naturally a light blonde, though her roots were darker thanks to her father’s darker hair color. The locks were set in loose waves and usually were left natural, and the length brushed around his mid-back. Sometimes she grew the length out or charmed it longer, and sometimes she straightened it, though usually she didn’t bother. [/size]
Personality;[/b]
Victorie’s personality was truly her own. There were truly too many people in her family for one person to really influence it. Perhaps she took a little bit from everyone. Either way, it did not matter much, as it created someone she was perfectly content to be.
First and foremost, Victorie was truly a happy person. She rarely got depressed or sad, and was more often than not seen smiling or laughing. She always tried looked to the bright side of things, and if there truly wasn’t one, she did her best to think that things would get better. It was a good way to be, especially with all the pointless teenage drama that girls went through. She hated being sad and depressed, and avoided it as much as she could. Feeling like that wasn’t something any girl liked, though Victorie truly hated it.
Victorie really only stuck to her little group of friends. It wasn’t because she was anti-social, but because she was shy before you got to know her. You would have to be the one who first started talking to her, though after a while, she would open up to you and become herself around you.
She helped others, and hated to see the people she cared about upset. It was almost a maternal instinct that she’d received, as she always felt like it was her duty to make everyone around her smile and feel good about themselves. She would put others before herself always, though that sometimes wasn’t the best thing. That way her own feelings got bottled up and eventually she felt like she was going to pop, though she never did. She’d let things out before that happened.
She was a silly girl as well, and enjoyed playing around and joking. She wasn’t immature, quite the opposite actually, but she liked having fun. ‘Fun’ for her wasn’t defined as drinking and doing other illegal things as it was for people her age, not at all. She just enjoyed spending time with her friends, or flying.
Unfortunately, she was still innocent and clueless when it came to boys, even though she was rather book-smart. She had crushes like any girl did, though she rarely pursued them. She would have to be pursued, and due to being shy and innocent and sweet, that didn’t happen often. Boys usually went for girls who weren’t under the ‘good girl’ type.
She was, however, naive and far too trusting. She had grown up in an environment where everyone could be trusted, and was blinded by that and thought that everyone could. As a result, she was easy to fool and easy to hurt.[/size]
Likes;[/b]
-Smiling
-Laughing
-Reading
-Writing
-Music
-Speaking French
-Her family
-Animals
-Flying
[/size]
Dislikes;[/b]
-When her Dad’s angry
-Being sad
-Mean people
-Judgmental people
-Too much seriousness
-Yelling
-Fighting
-Crying[/size]
Model;[/b] Blake Lively[/size]
Anything Else?;[/b] Uh, don’t think so[/size]
Roleplay Sample;[/b] No. xP[/size]
