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Post by Addison A. Acton on Dec 21, 2010 17:06:16 GMT -6
-General-
Full Name: Addison A. Acton
Gender: female
Age, Birthplace & Date: june 6th, age 16, born in Romo, Denmark
Bloodline: half-blood
Alignment: Evil
[The "Real you"]
Alias : Addy
Disposible time : After 4 on weekdays, though not between 7:20 and 9:30. i then have to be off by midnight. on weekends/holidays/breaks i can be on whenever.
Site you on which you found us : MY EMAIL XD the nomster sent it to me
Full Name: Addison A. Acton
Gender: female
Age, Birthplace & Date: june 6th, age 16, born in Romo, Denmark
Bloodline: half-blood
Alignment: Evil
-Appearance-
Hair: dark brown, short and naturally wavy though most of the time she straitens it.
Eyes: Bright green with a hint of charcoal in the outermost ring, her eyes are almond shaped.
Body Type: a thin hour glass
Unique Features:Her skin is shockingly pale, damn near white. She has her ears pierced up the shell and a small one at the end of her left eyebrow. There's a thin tattoo of a snake on her arm looking like an arm band, the head just below her should and the tail ending about midway down her bicep. on her right forearm is a dark mark, branded on her by her father.
Animagus: none
More Detailed Physical Description : She stands at 5' 7" and isn't exactly thin but not thick either, she's at what she considers her happy middle at 150 lbs. She got her hour glass shape from her mother, and long legs from her fathers side of the family. Her cup size is on the break of being a C. She keeps her hair short, usually at a bobbed length, sometimes shorter, and keeping it its natural brown color. She'll straighten it if she's planing one leaving the dorms. If you catch her without it straitened, it'll be a wavy mess, probably with a headband in it or clips in an attempt to keep the mop of hair out of her face. She's rarely seen without her black eyeliner on, which she feels helps make her eyes seem a bit more narrow.
Hair: dark brown, short and naturally wavy though most of the time she straitens it.
Eyes: Bright green with a hint of charcoal in the outermost ring, her eyes are almond shaped.
Body Type: a thin hour glass
Unique Features:Her skin is shockingly pale, damn near white. She has her ears pierced up the shell and a small one at the end of her left eyebrow. There's a thin tattoo of a snake on her arm looking like an arm band, the head just below her should and the tail ending about midway down her bicep. on her right forearm is a dark mark, branded on her by her father.
Animagus: none
More Detailed Physical Description : She stands at 5' 7" and isn't exactly thin but not thick either, she's at what she considers her happy middle at 150 lbs. She got her hour glass shape from her mother, and long legs from her fathers side of the family. Her cup size is on the break of being a C. She keeps her hair short, usually at a bobbed length, sometimes shorter, and keeping it its natural brown color. She'll straighten it if she's planing one leaving the dorms. If you catch her without it straitened, it'll be a wavy mess, probably with a headband in it or clips in an attempt to keep the mop of hair out of her face. She's rarely seen without her black eyeliner on, which she feels helps make her eyes seem a bit more narrow.
-Personality-
Boggart: a healer. she's terrified of the idea of something being wrong with her.
Mirror of Erised: being in a position of power above a large group of others. Like the head of a large enterprise.
Patronus: a large Emerald Snake.
Temperament/Allegiance: Shes come from one long line of purebloods and a family that was pure until after the war, both had followers of You-know-who during the time period. She has a tendency to side with the 'darker' side of the world, though has a few 'soft spots' in her. She can tend to be a bit of an asshole to people when she doesn't wake up on the right side of the bed, but on an average day she tends to be pretty calm, constantly looking board and unamused. She'll be extremely blunt about things, not feeling the need to sugar coat it or beat around the bush. That is, if she'll talk to you.
Likes/Dislikes: She like most things associated with the Dark Arts, the only topic she'll actually read about on her own time. that and Quidditch of course. She's a huge fan of Quidditch, especially the position of beater. She has a small sweet tooth for a few choice candies, and rarely can be bribed with them. She loves to ponder over 'life's big questions'. facinated by the idea of death, the soul, how things work, why things do what they do, stuff like that. On a lighter note Addison's also fond of snakes and dogs, with a few choice bird. She cant stand the idea of someone mistreating animals and, oddly, the mistreatment of house elfs. Something else that rubs her the wrong way is Griffendors.The whole personality that's become the stereotype of that house pisses her off. People who sugar coat things heavily also irritate her, or if they act overly sweet. Loud noises and bright places are a discomfort to her, though she'll put up with it.
Strong Points/Weaknesses: she has the odd ability to find the simplest solution in any situation when others seem to make things much harder then they need to be. She also is good at figuring out ways to turn a profit from any sort of agreement. Her down falls tend to be that she gives people the 'eff off' before really getting to know them, causing her allies to be limited and forcing her to be a bit of a loner. She also can be quick to loose her temper or act sour, flipping a bitch at certain insults.
Whims/Habits: She likes to sit there and people watch, and if someone looks back at her she'll stare right back at them, not intending to make them feel awkward, though it does tend to happen. She has a habit of chewing on the end if a pencil or her wand, most of the time when shes thinking hard or rarely if shes nervous. If she's in a room with other people, she randomly comment on something that she just noticed or something that pisses her off, no matter what it is, when it happened, or how off the topic it is.
Detailed Personality : Shes blunt with people and will always tell it to you exactly how it is, she wont sugar coat something unless she's trying to save her own skin or someone else who she feels close to. Even then shes more likely to flat out lie then sugar coat it. She gives people the cold shoulder, and will make it clear to you if she doesn't like you. She comes across most of the time as being in a pissy mood, but in all honesty she doesn't care what others think or their opinions on her.
Character's Family :
Boggart: a healer. she's terrified of the idea of something being wrong with her.
Mirror of Erised: being in a position of power above a large group of others. Like the head of a large enterprise.
Patronus: a large Emerald Snake.
Temperament/Allegiance: Shes come from one long line of purebloods and a family that was pure until after the war, both had followers of You-know-who during the time period. She has a tendency to side with the 'darker' side of the world, though has a few 'soft spots' in her. She can tend to be a bit of an asshole to people when she doesn't wake up on the right side of the bed, but on an average day she tends to be pretty calm, constantly looking board and unamused. She'll be extremely blunt about things, not feeling the need to sugar coat it or beat around the bush. That is, if she'll talk to you.
Likes/Dislikes: She like most things associated with the Dark Arts, the only topic she'll actually read about on her own time. that and Quidditch of course. She's a huge fan of Quidditch, especially the position of beater. She has a small sweet tooth for a few choice candies, and rarely can be bribed with them. She loves to ponder over 'life's big questions'. facinated by the idea of death, the soul, how things work, why things do what they do, stuff like that. On a lighter note Addison's also fond of snakes and dogs, with a few choice bird. She cant stand the idea of someone mistreating animals and, oddly, the mistreatment of house elfs. Something else that rubs her the wrong way is Griffendors.The whole personality that's become the stereotype of that house pisses her off. People who sugar coat things heavily also irritate her, or if they act overly sweet. Loud noises and bright places are a discomfort to her, though she'll put up with it.
Strong Points/Weaknesses: she has the odd ability to find the simplest solution in any situation when others seem to make things much harder then they need to be. She also is good at figuring out ways to turn a profit from any sort of agreement. Her down falls tend to be that she gives people the 'eff off' before really getting to know them, causing her allies to be limited and forcing her to be a bit of a loner. She also can be quick to loose her temper or act sour, flipping a bitch at certain insults.
Whims/Habits: She likes to sit there and people watch, and if someone looks back at her she'll stare right back at them, not intending to make them feel awkward, though it does tend to happen. She has a habit of chewing on the end if a pencil or her wand, most of the time when shes thinking hard or rarely if shes nervous. If she's in a room with other people, she randomly comment on something that she just noticed or something that pisses her off, no matter what it is, when it happened, or how off the topic it is.
Detailed Personality : Shes blunt with people and will always tell it to you exactly how it is, she wont sugar coat something unless she's trying to save her own skin or someone else who she feels close to. Even then shes more likely to flat out lie then sugar coat it. She gives people the cold shoulder, and will make it clear to you if she doesn't like you. She comes across most of the time as being in a pissy mood, but in all honesty she doesn't care what others think or their opinions on her.
Character's Family :
-Training-
Students—
Current Year of Studies: 7th year.
House: Slytherin, Ravenaw, Hufflepuff, Griffindor
Other Position: none
Students—
Current Year of Studies: 7th year.
House: Slytherin, Ravenaw, Hufflepuff, Griffindor
Other Position: none
-Character History-
Born on Romo, the small island in the Wadden Sea, Addison spent a lot of time doing her own thing as a small child. Her father, Amleth, worked so she was always cared for by the older girl that lived down the road. Amleth had moved down to the island when he had found out that her mother, Mia, really wasn't a pureblood. Inraged because of her lies, he left her with Addison and moved to a small town type of place so that no one there would know about the problem of Mia and Addison's impure blood. Because of all this Amleths family never fully accepted Addison as part of the Acton family, so Addison never really had any contact with them. Life went on for Addison and Amleth, nothing exceedingly eventful happened. Addison did though slowly start to.. dislike her small town home, which her father found odd sense she didn't like people very much eather. None the less, he moved them to mainland Denmark, and Addison was pleased for a couple years. Addison continued to beg her father to move again, and so the cycle started. Addison would grow to dislike their town, beg her father, the would move, and then she would be happy for some time. The cycle would then start over, none the less They managed to find their way to the UK by the time Addison was supposed to start schooling, so Amleth signed her up from enrollment. At this point Addison had never developed any sort or social skills, so she planned to get her father to move them again after a few years. Addisons plan failed horribly when she found out that Hogwarts was a boarding school. That meant her father could live almost anywhere, but she would still be stuck at the school. This pissed her off because that meant she had to make FRIENDS and actually TALK to people. NOT. She put up with school, the only social event she ever took part in was Quidditch. And that was only when she was aloud to play as a beater, and even then she didn't speak to the other players. Addison never did make friends, so her life was uneventful. Maybe that caused the bored expression that was forever on her face. He past at school is filled with her doing her work when she felt like it, doing what she felt like, and acting nice towards no one. She kept to herself whenever she could, and when she had to talk to people she did in a very minimal way. She's just waiting for the day she can leave and do her own thing.
[/size][/left]Born on Romo, the small island in the Wadden Sea, Addison spent a lot of time doing her own thing as a small child. Her father, Amleth, worked so she was always cared for by the older girl that lived down the road. Amleth had moved down to the island when he had found out that her mother, Mia, really wasn't a pureblood. Inraged because of her lies, he left her with Addison and moved to a small town type of place so that no one there would know about the problem of Mia and Addison's impure blood. Because of all this Amleths family never fully accepted Addison as part of the Acton family, so Addison never really had any contact with them. Life went on for Addison and Amleth, nothing exceedingly eventful happened. Addison did though slowly start to.. dislike her small town home, which her father found odd sense she didn't like people very much eather. None the less, he moved them to mainland Denmark, and Addison was pleased for a couple years. Addison continued to beg her father to move again, and so the cycle started. Addison would grow to dislike their town, beg her father, the would move, and then she would be happy for some time. The cycle would then start over, none the less They managed to find their way to the UK by the time Addison was supposed to start schooling, so Amleth signed her up from enrollment. At this point Addison had never developed any sort or social skills, so she planned to get her father to move them again after a few years. Addisons plan failed horribly when she found out that Hogwarts was a boarding school. That meant her father could live almost anywhere, but she would still be stuck at the school. This pissed her off because that meant she had to make FRIENDS and actually TALK to people. NOT. She put up with school, the only social event she ever took part in was Quidditch. And that was only when she was aloud to play as a beater, and even then she didn't speak to the other players. Addison never did make friends, so her life was uneventful. Maybe that caused the bored expression that was forever on her face. He past at school is filled with her doing her work when she felt like it, doing what she felt like, and acting nice towards no one. She kept to herself whenever she could, and when she had to talk to people she did in a very minimal way. She's just waiting for the day she can leave and do her own thing.
[The "Real you"]
Alias : Addy
Disposible time : After 4 on weekdays, though not between 7:20 and 9:30. i then have to be off by midnight. on weekends/holidays/breaks i can be on whenever.
Site you on which you found us : MY EMAIL XD the nomster sent it to me
Sample RP:
Addison sat there at breakfast, not fitting into the norm of the great hall at all. She always ate first, and then went to get ready for the school day. So, being the odd ball she was, she sat there in her sweat pants and baggy t-shirt, her hair a mess on the top of her head. She really hadn’t tried to hard to control it this morning when she woke, throwing a headband on and some random clips here and there. She figured it made her head look like it had it’s own rainbow in it. She let her chin rest in her hand, her right hand busy stirring her Wheaties lazily. Her mind wandered off to how she needed to by some hair clips that actually matched as her eyes went between her cereal, a strand of her bangs that had gotten loose and was I her face, and the others in the room. She blew hard, attempting to get the strand out of her face. As people gave her funny looks she ignored them, they could go fuck themselves for all she cared, she just wanted that damned piece of hair out of her eyes. She somehow managed and took a bite of her food as if it was a reward for a job well done. She looked back around the room, watching some smaller kids chatting happily and going to town on eating their food. She frowned a little, her eyes having a hint of irritation in that board expression of theirs. Those kids were being way to loud for her liking. She told herself the reason she wanted to hurry was that she needed to get ready for the day, but in reality it was because of the runts. So she ate her Wheaties, drank the milk and headed for the door. Shoving her hands down in her pockets with a yawn, she was mildly happy to get away from the noise. Only a little though.
Addison sat there at breakfast, not fitting into the norm of the great hall at all. She always ate first, and then went to get ready for the school day. So, being the odd ball she was, she sat there in her sweat pants and baggy t-shirt, her hair a mess on the top of her head. She really hadn’t tried to hard to control it this morning when she woke, throwing a headband on and some random clips here and there. She figured it made her head look like it had it’s own rainbow in it. She let her chin rest in her hand, her right hand busy stirring her Wheaties lazily. Her mind wandered off to how she needed to by some hair clips that actually matched as her eyes went between her cereal, a strand of her bangs that had gotten loose and was I her face, and the others in the room. She blew hard, attempting to get the strand out of her face. As people gave her funny looks she ignored them, they could go fuck themselves for all she cared, she just wanted that damned piece of hair out of her eyes. She somehow managed and took a bite of her food as if it was a reward for a job well done. She looked back around the room, watching some smaller kids chatting happily and going to town on eating their food. She frowned a little, her eyes having a hint of irritation in that board expression of theirs. Those kids were being way to loud for her liking. She told herself the reason she wanted to hurry was that she needed to get ready for the day, but in reality it was because of the runts. So she ate her Wheaties, drank the milk and headed for the door. Shoving her hands down in her pockets with a yawn, she was mildly happy to get away from the noise. Only a little though.
