Zeneka Valiente

[Zeneka Valiente]

OH ME, OH MY IT'S:
ZENEKA MARIANNE VALIENTE

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ALLIANCE - GOOD, FIFTEEN, HUFFLEPUFF

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”NEVER JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER.”

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HELLO THERE, VERY NICE TO MEET YOU! COULD YOU TELL ME YOUR
NAME AND IT'S MEANING, IF AT ALL POSSIBLE? THEN I WOULDN'T AT ALL MIND KNOWING YOUR BLOOD STATUS, BIRTHDAY AND AGE. CHEERS!
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"Oh hello, my name is Zeneka Valiente, Zeneka Marianne Valiente but I HATE my middle name, and most people just call me Zen. By the way it’s pronounced zen-ah-kah, not zen-ee-kah as so many people see to think…. As for my blood status, I’m muggleborn. As far as my family knows there’s never been anyone else in my ancestry that had any magical ability, though maybe somewhere really far back there was? I dunno, just seems strange to me that a magical person can show up in a family with absolutely no magical blood. Who knows how that works though. I was born on November 29th, 3032 so I’m one of the older kids in my class cuz I missed the birthday deadline to sign up for school or whatever."


DUDE, THATS INTERESTING - WHAT HOUSE WERE YOU IN? OR WHAT HOUSE ARE YOU IN? AND MY OH MY YOUR WAND - WHAT IS IT MADE OUT OF?
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"I’m in Hufflepuff, it’s a really great house cuz pretty much everyone is really nice and accepting. I don’t like stereotypes but most Slytherins I’ve met seem to think they’re better than everyone or judge me because of my tattoos or something. The Ravenclaws and Gryffindors I’ve met seem all right though. Oh and it’s my fourth year at Hogwarts. My wand? Nine inches, made of cherry with a phoenix tail feather core. They say it’s a ‘springy’ wand, I guess."


AWESOME, WELL ANYWAYS...SO LET'S SAY YOUR STANDING IN FRONT OF AN DEMENTOR WHAT PATRONUS DO YOU PERFORM?
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"Oh I tried and tired that once cuz I was so curious to see what it would turn out to be and the most amazing thing happened, it was a rat! I do love them so, I was so excited to see that my patronus turned out to be one."


THAT IS ENTERTAINING, HAVE YOU LEARNED HOW TO PERFORM AN ANIMAGUS?
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"No, that would be pretty cool though."


OKAY, RIGHT - THERE'S A WAR GOING ON WHO ARE YOU SIDING WITH ?[DARK FORCE PLOT- SEE MAIN PLOT THREAD FOR DETAILS]
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"The good guys of course, good always triumphs over evil, right? And I don’t like to hurt innocent people... isn’t that normally what bad people do?"


RIIIIGHT SO UHM WHATS YOUR SEXUALITY AND ARE YOU SINGLE OR TAKEN? WHATS COOKING IN THE LOVE NEST?
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"I’m bisexual and proud of it, thank you very much. No love interests for me yet though, I’m on the market! Hahah."


ALRIGHT SO NOW WE'RE CLOSE AND EVERYTHING IS OUT IN THE OPEN I'M GOING TO HAVE A LOOK AT YOUR PERSONALITY. WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME YOUR FEARS, LOVES, HATES ETC.

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"Well, ever since I was a little girl I’ve been fascinated by tattoos. Most kids are afraid of needles and shots and stuff but I never was and when my parents finally said I could get a tattoo it was awesome! Tattoos are a passion of mine, though I don’t think I’d ever be a tattoo artist I still have a great respect for the people that do it. I am definitely into art, all forms, drawing, painting, sculpting, writing, acting (though I’m more into watching plays than actually participating), singing… I can’t play an instrument to save my life but I’m told I have a decent singing voice.

“Also, other than the tats on my fingers, I’ve designed the other two myself so far. I plan on designing most of any future ones too. When it comes to sculpting and painting I mostly do abstract stuff, if I’m feeling any particular emotion very strongly I’ll paint or sculpt to express it, but when I draw I try to be as realistic as I can. I also like to write poetry, and none of that angsty stuff most teens are known for, don’t worry!

“I can be a bit of a bookworm, at least when it comes to fiction. I can lose myself in fantasy and science fiction novels for days and always keep a book of poetry around for inspiration and a little pre-dream reading before bed. Gives me something to think about as I fall asleep and helps me to have good dreams. Nonfiction books just aren’t my thing though, I don’t need to know everything about everything. I prefer a story to the real world; if that makes me a daydreamer than so be it!

“I have a great passion for rats. I didn’t even find out until recently, but I was born in the year of the rat even, isn’t that cool? You know… from the Chinese zodiac or whatever. I have a pet rat, she’s black and her name is Nyx. It annoys me when people think rats are bad or mean or something. They got me through a lonely time when I first moved to London.

“I absolutely can’t stand dolls… china dolls, baby dolls… they just creep me out. When faced with a Boggart it’s turned into a small army of dolls and scared the crap outta me. I will do almost anything to avoid violence. I saw enough of it back in Chicago… I saw people die on the street, either from being shot, or simply starving or freezing to death… so I’ll help anyone in need in any way that I can, even if it’s just carrying a few books for you to make the load easier to bear.

“I like to think I’m a pretty nice person, or at least I try to be. I don’t judge people and I do my best to ignore stereotypes. I can’t stand being around people who think they’re better than others and will avoid such people if I can. I’d also rather avoid those who are willfully ignorant and close-minded, though I find that most of the time they are the same people who think they are better than everyone, so at least I’m killing two birds with one stone there.

“I know in a school setting gossip and rumors are hard to avoid, but I never partake in it and if I hear something that has anything to do with me or any of my friends I will confront the source and I WILL find out the truth. I don’t believe in lying and I don’t believe in starting rumors about someone just because you don’t like them.

“I can be… well… impulsive. I don’t always think before I act or before I say something. I also uh… well… have some issues with rules and authority…. Some might call me a rebel, but I prefer to think of myself as a free spirit, and rules and authority figures tend to hold you down, you know? Schedules are not my strong point either, being on time and all that? Well it’s all very restricting! I’d rather do things spontaneously than have every detail planned out. Leaves more room for random fun.

“I’ve been told I’m too nice for my own good. I trust quite easily and am therefore… easily misled… and easily betrayed. I don’t like holding grudges though, why would I want to be angry all the time? And everyone deserves another chance. I’ve been called naïve because I trust and forgive so easily honestly, I don’t want to live my life suspicious and angry at everyone… that doesn’t sound like fun at all! I bounce back quick when I’m hurt anyway, I don’t dwell on bad things. You could say I’m the eternal optimist I guess, which some people find annoying somehow. Oh well. I don’t NEED everyone to like me… I’d rather they liked me than hated me, of course, but I don’t need them to."


WOW, YOU ARE INTERESTING MAN. NOW TALK ABOUT A TOPIC THAT IS CLOSE TO YOU IN SOME DETAIL.
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"Oh I love tattoos, I want to have every inch of my body tattooed someday, I’ll be a walking piece of art! And I LOVE art, love to make it and love to look at it. I’ve only got a couple tattoos so far: this group of black stars around my left eye, the large rose on my neck, and the Chinese characters on each of my four fingers on each hand, meaning family, friendship, serenity, harmony, peace, love, trust, and freedom respectively. For my next one I’d like to a rat curled up on my shoulder or something. I love rats. They’re really clever little things and very cute… and misunderstood."


SO, WHAT ABOUT FAMILY? WHERE DO YOU COME FROM? WHAT IS YOUR HISTORY AND DO YOU HAVE BROTHERS, SISTERS, AUNTS AND UNCLES?
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"My family is a small one, just my mom, Lorali, and my dad, Raynard, but no one calls him that, just Ray, and me, and of course my adorable black rat, Nyx. My parents have wanted more children but they really can’t afford to take care of another one so they cherish me all the more. So yeah, I’m an only child, but I’m not spoiled and I don’t think I’m entitled to everything cuz I never learned to share with siblings.

“My family is poor, always has been, so we’ve never had a lot, but I’ve still always shared what I had with friends and the kids that lived in our neighborhood and didn’t have much more than we did. I was born in Chicago, back over in the states, and everyone in our neighborhood was pretty bad off moneywise, but they were all like a big family to me. All us kids ran around the streets like a pack of wolves, looking out for each other. So maybe it wasn’t the best place to grow up, it wasn’t a ‘good’ neighborhood by safety and crime standards, but no one cared about stupid things like race or gender there and they treated you like a person no matter what.

“Then when I was nine my dad’s work wanted him to transfer to London, he’d be getting higher pay there and they were even going to pay to fly us over, though what we did for housing once we got there was all on us. So we sold most everything we had, packed most of our clothes and most precious belongings and left. I was sad to say goodbye to everyone but they just wished me luck in my new home and told me to send them lots of letters and pictures.

“At first it was all very exciting, a new place to explore and new people to meet. I made some new friends, though after my newness wore off a lot of kids decided they didn’t really like me anymore, cuz I was American maybe, or maybe because I had a hard time understanding them sometimes with their strange British words. Either way I never had as many friends as I had back home and even the friends I did have didn’t invite me to do things very often. So I made friends with the rats in the alley behind our apartment. First I just left food out and watched them from a window but then one day I decided to try and feed them by hand. Had my mother and father been around when I’d first tried they I’m sure they would have stopped me before I’d even gotten the thought in my head, but my father was very busy at his new job and my mother was in and out of the house selling trinkets she made for a little extra money.

“So I went out with some peanut butter, any good rat enthusiast knows they love the stuff way more than cheese, and took out a big blob right in my hand and held it out. They flocked to me without hesitation, which even I thought was strange, they should be more fearful than that, but there they were, licking peanut butter off my fingers. And I talked to them, they probably didn’t understand me but it was good to have someone to talk to about everything. They greeted me when I came home from school, swarming around my feet. There were about ten of them and I named them all and shared peanut butter with them often. They really seemed to like me though, not just for the food I gave them. It was always incredibly strange to me, but I wasn’t going to complain.

“Then my mother stopped home one day while I was out with them, one curled up in my lap. She screamed and they all scattered, much to my dismay. She made me go in and take a bath at once and nagged me about them for days. Then my tenth birthday came along and they got Nyx for me. I think they were just trying to distract me from the feral rats but I still fed them and talked to them on occasion. I loved Nyx though, such a sweety and very smart. I still love her and I take her everywhere with me.

“After I got my letter from Hogwarts and started going to school to learn how to be a proper witch, I figured that maybe the wild rats being so friendly with me had to do with my magic… maybe I’d wanted friends so bad I’d somehow influenced them without knowing? I don’t really see them anymore now that I’m not at home so much and I’ve got Nyx and people at Hogwarts to talk to. The only year that’s been particularly eventful so far was the first, when my parents thought the whole thing was a joke or a scam someone was trying to pull on us and they almost didn’t let me go. Since then I’ve happily been a student at Hogwarts, though I still feel rather tied to the ‘muggle’ world, I’m not sure if there’s anything in the magical world that’s really caught my attention for my future after school just yet. We’ll see I guess!"


I THINK THATS EVERYTHING, IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WANT TO SAY BEFORE I GO?
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"Hm, not really, it was nice meeting you though!"

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THE ROLEPLAYING SAMPLE !

Sitting heavily on the cold stone steps outside her apartment door, Zen dropped her backpack beside her, a sigh escaping her lips. A light pitter-pattering made her look up to see Snowbell, one of the rats she’d named for the distinctive white marking on her back that sort of looked like a bell. The rat stopped about a foot from her, whiskers twitching as she sat up and stared at her. She smiled in the slightest, reaching into her backpack to pull out the jar of peanut butter she always kept with her. A couple of the others peered out at her then.

“C’mon out guys,” she unscrewed the top and dipped her fingers in, holding them out. Snowbell came forward immediately to lick at it shortly before crawling into her lap. Thorn and Dusky scurried out next, she swore they were brothers. They looked exactly the same except for that little scar where she’d removed that thorn which had given Thorn his name. The others followed, swarming around her legs and trying to push each other out of the way for a taste of the peanut butter until she told them to knock it off and pulled her hand away until they settled down.

“That’s better…,” she let them lick the rest of the peanut butter off and a couple of them left right away, but Snowbell stayed in her lap and Thorn and Dusky wrestled at the bottom the of the step. While she was stroking Snowbell she heard footsteps and looked up just as her mother’s scream echoed through the alleyway. Thorn and Dusky were gone almost before she’d uttered a sound and Snowbell was scurrying away as her mother rushed toward her.

“OW!” her mother grabbed her arm, rather roughly in her fear that her daughter had caught some disease from the filthy creatures and dragged her into the house.

“Go wash this instant before you catch something! Haven’t you ever heard of the black plague? RATS carried it! Gogogo NOW!” She pulled her into the bathroom before Nyx slapped her mother’s hand away from her arm.

“Okay, okay! I’m not a baby I can wash myself! But-“

“I don’t want to hear any buts! We’ll talk about this after you’ve washed,” with that she turned and shut the door behind her, leaving Nyx to wash up. Heaving a sigh, she began to undress as she ran the bath water. She knew rats could carry diseases… she always washed her hands and stuff after petting them, and took a bath every night… she didn’t really see what the big deal was, but whatever.

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ALL ABOUT: ZEN !

HEY DID YOU KNOW I AM TWENTY YEARS OLD!? AND I HAVE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR SIX OR SEVEN YEARS. I ALSO PLAY THESE CHARACTERS: NO OTHERS YET ALSO FOR THE RECORD I FOUND YOU BY GOOGLE AND YOU CAN CONTACT ME VIA: I’LL PROBABLY BE ON HERE EVERY DAY SO JUST TALK TO ME HERE OR PM ME IF I’M NOT ON. BYEEE!

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FOR THE RECORD, THIS BEAUTIFUL BABY WAS MADE BY COMMUNIST DAUGHTER?! OF CAUTION 2.0 IF YOU STEAL IT THEN I FEAR FOR YOUR LIFE MATE;D.

Thanks to our Sarah for helping find this code!!

[Rafael Ochoa]

Accepted.