Post by Paris Rose on Jan 22, 2013 11:49:29 GMT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 510px; height: 600px; border-left: 10px solid #B5D147; border-top: 6px solid #B5D147;] Welcome To ALOHOMORA PARIS AMORTENTIA ROSE i solemnly swear that i am up to no good full name: Paris Amortentia Rose nicknames: None. Just Paris or Rose age and birthday: 16. 25th of April year: 6th year house: Gryffindor bloodstatus: Pureblood code word: [Removed by Admin] Tell Us a little about how you look facial structure: Gentle edges, more round and soft than sharp and pointy, pale complexion and a couple of dimples! body structure: 5'6", lean, fit. distinguishing features: red hair, freckles and a debatable eye colour! face claim: Emma Stone overall: Paris is a feisty girl with hair to match. The colour of fire it's usually red but not in an overly bright or startling sort of way. She looks after it and keeps it looking full, healthy and beautiful, she cares probably a bit too much about her hair and appearance but never to the extent that it bother people, it's more something her friends tease her about. Paris' eye colour is debatable, some say green, others say blue, for arguments sake it's blue with a hint of brown at the top of the pupils which give them the appearance of being green to hazel-ish. Still she finds her eyes one of her most attractive features and enjoys applying her eyeshadow, eyeliner and mascara, if you can't tell, Paris is rather big on how she looks before she goes out. Almost anywhere you look on Paris' face you'll find freckles, that is if she's not got a layer of foundation on to tone them down. She doesn't mind them but would prefer for them to not be so prominent on her face. Paris stands at 5'6" and is still growing a little. She's one of the taller girls in her year and doesn't mind being confused for a sixth or even seventh year from time to time, she actually takes it as a compliment though hopes that when she gets older, she'll be thought of as someone much younger. Paris weighs a healthy 118lbs and isn't one for avoiding food. She loves a fine feast but never goes out of her way to stuff herself at every meal, she usually eats small portions and enjoys them throughly. and then a little about yourself likes: Loyalty Friends Protecting the weak Standing up to bullies Occasionally pranking people Getting O's Getting confused as an older student Good weather Annoying her parents Expressing herself dislikes: Pranks back firing Failing a subject Getting magically grounded Being bested in a duel Her sister and Parents People knowing she has a wealthy background Getting nagged at by Prefects Detentions alone boggart: Living in her room for the rest of her life and never having any adventures, dying young, seeing her friends die and failing to protect someone. erised: To live the party life-style when out of Hogwarts and to have a fun job that doesn't require too much hard work and pays well. Though for in the mean-time getting away from her family would be great start. patronus: German Shepherd. Getting revenge on a kid that kicked her arse in their second year wand: Dragon Heartstring, 14 1/2", Cypress - a wand for the self sacrificing, someone with a bold personality and the wand is capable of producing strong and flamboyant spells. personality: Paris occasionally has a hard time keeping her thoughts in her head and thinking before she talks. She's landed herself in a lot of misunderstandings over the years and usually doesn't get on too well with a lot of people that don't bother taking the time to get to know her. She's exceedingly loyal to the point that she'd risk her life for her nearest and dearest, heck she'd take on a duel to protect a total stranger being attacked, it's just the sort of person she is, she hates to see anyone being bullied but at the same time she's not above bullying bullies though she doesn't ever see that she's doing anything wrong because in her eyes these people deserve it. Paris has a few close friends that she shares everything with and is great at keeping secrets, sometimes to the point that if she keeps one from a professor (about pranks because she is NOT a snitcher), she can end up in detention, but if she's got a friend with her, detention just becomes a quiet sort of mess around time where you've got to try not getting caught passing messages to one another. Paris loves a dare and isn't afraid to get herself dirty every now and then but just because she has a playful and daring nature doesn't mean that she's not smart, quite the contrary, she needs to read things once or twice but usually it sticks in her head pretty well and she super good and cramming in information she needs for an exam the night before. She a consistently good student but not necessarily great. Paris does get on the nerves of a few people and usually the ones that she's pranked, but that doesn't stop her and if someone overreacts to one of her pranks then that just makes her more determined to prank them again. history your family and such parents: Mirabella Rose neé Flint, 43, housewife, Slytherin Alumni, Pureblooded & Stamwell Rose, 45, investor, Slytherin Alumni, Pureblooded current residence: London, England siblings: London Euphoria Rose, female, 13, Slytherin, Pureblooded overall history: Rose isn't a well known pureblooded name because quite simply they're not a boastful family. They have attended the most important of pure blooded social events but other than that no one in the family has ever seen the point in socialising quite so much. They make pureblooded and respectable marriages and have always had enough money to get by and then some to splurge a little. Most of that has changed however since Stamwell came of age and left Hogwarts, he had an arrange marriage to Mirabella and the two were a match in heaven, so with a supportive wife at his back and a mind for numbers and knowing what the public wants he found he had a knack for Investing. Over the years Mirabella has stayed at home, raising Paris and her sister, London, while Stamwell has been out to work, almost tripling the inheritance he got from his grandfather when he passed away and by the time Paris was seven she could have had anything she wanted in the world but it was about then that she started rebelling against her pureblooded parents elitist ways. Paris didn't believe herself better than someone else just because she was born into the right family. To her it made no sense at all and when she started asking her parents questions they would dismiss her and buy her a present if she'd promise not to ask again. Of course being a curious sort of child she asked and asked and asked until she was grounded, unable to leave the house for a week and then when she asked some more, unable to leave her room for a week, something that both her parents found heart wrenching for they adored both of their daughters but it only fuel Paris' belief that she wasn't any better than anyone else, that her parents certainly weren't better and that it was high time she started acting out and getting on her parents nerves. Paris rebelled anyway she could against her parents and they just kept telling themselves 'It's a phase.' all be it a long lasting phase, but it never stopped, even to this day she rebelled and her sister became the clear favourite. Where there hadn't been one before, there was now and it all happened when Paris was sorted into Gryffindor, the biggest rebel movement against her parents yet for before she had left there had been empty threats that if she was not a Slytherin and a Ravenclaw at the least, then she needn't bother coming home. Of course her father was the first to cave after she spent her first christmas at Hogwarts. He sent her all kinds of gifts and let her know that she would be welcomed home come the summer holidays, Paris' heart kind of softened towards her father until the following week when he sent another owl, probably under her mother's command, letting her know that while she was welcome back at the house she was to stay confined to her room, apart from sundays when she would be allowed to join the family for their sunday roast. Summer holidays were hell from then on. Every year she grew and her room got smaller, she could have sworn her parents were jinxing it but while her sister came and went as she pleased, Paris was confined to her room, her parents even having gone so far as to add a small extension of an en-suite to her bedroom so that she would not annoy them, or her sister in the corridors. But none of it really mattered, not when her true home was Hogwarts. Now in her sixth year Paris dreads the summer holidays and vows to herself that she'll run away the second she's of age, if not sooner due to the fact that her parents will probably be expecting her to do something brash as soon as she turns 17. now for the person behind the character alias: Paris experience: not sure. a while I guess where'd you find us?: ad hopping anything to add?: nah. lastly the roleplay sample Paris had enjoyed her day so far. Lessons had been easy enough but it wasn't exactly as if she'd been paying attention during them all. They kind of became a blur sometimes when you spent a fair bit of time chatting and then she'd had a couple of free periods as well. She'd one one essay and then just spent the rest of her time flying about the quidditch pitch, practising a few moves with the bludger and the bat, then it came time to head back up to the castle for some dinner and then she decided it was time for a bit of a run. The weather was a little on the cool side but that didn't bother Paris, she'd be on the move. The leaves were crunchy beneath her trainers, the ground was a little damp and she stuck to the path so as not to get muddy, however the look of the lake was most appealing to the red-headed Gryffindor, it was as though it were calling out to her, but that was how she felt every time she saw it, it just offered such vastness, kind of like space, only closer, a lot closer. Jogging to the lake Paris took a few deep breaths as she'd pushed herself a little further and a little harder than usual. She started walking to keep herself warm and to stop her muscles from seizing up on her. She spotted a figure not far off, she was getting closer to the lakes edge and yet he knew she was there, calling her out from the trees. Paris smiled and stepped forward towards the body she recognised as Max. |
