Post by vic on Jan 25, 2012 9:12:27 GMT
victoire darlene weasley
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: victoire darlene weasley
nicknames: vic, vicky, tori, weasley
birthday: may second, nineteen ninety nine
age: twenty-four
house/school: gryffindor alumni, hogwarts
alliance: order
blood status: half blood (1/8th veela)
occupation: auror
face claim: erin heatherton
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes:
- Baking - Vic absolutely loves spending time in the kitchen, but more than cooking, she enjoys baking. First off, she loves how everything has a set pattern, how it isn't like a dash of anything her or there, but precise measurements involved. Secondly, she loves the smell of freshly baked goodies, and it gives her a warm feeling of home. Thirdly, she associates baking with her mother and sister, a childhood memory which makes her feel good. Plus, baked goods taste so good!
- Quidditch - Being a Weasley, Quidditch is practically running in her blood, and she loves the sport. Although she never made the house team, she still has a passion for it, and is always interested to know about new matches, and doesn't hesitate to join in when the family plays during the vacations.
- Dressing Up - Vic loves to experiment with clothes and dress up. Even if she's doing any practical work or going to the Ministry, she doesn't mind dressing up well and smart. She always does something new with her hair, or tries a new print or layer, or color, but she adores playing around with her looks. In school, she was the kid who'd have a new hair color every few months, or who'd curl her hair every few days or so. She didn't like the fact that she looked good because of Veela blood, but she wanted to look good according to something she came up with on her own.
- Combat/Duelling - Vic loves a good duel. Not only does it give her a rush and thrill of fight, but she likes practicing her spells and curses, and is always finding somebody to duel with to challenge herself and better her skills.
- Being noticed - Like any girl, Vic loves to get attention. Be it compliments on her looks, or a flirtatious wink from a friend or even attention from family, she loves to be liked and to be in the limelight.
- Winter - Vic's absolute favorite season, winter is something she looks forward to every year. Firstly, she loves snow and woolens, and just snuggling up in front of the fireplace with a mug of hot chocolate. Secondly, she adores Christmas season and the significance of a new year starting.
dislikes:
- Summer - It's Vic's least favorite season because she can't stand heat and humidity. She doesn't like it, and is thankful for living near the beach, otherwise she'd die in the soaring temperatures.
- Her birthday - Unlike most people, Vic hates her birthday, because she's born on the day the Battle of Hogwarts took place. She doesn't like how, no matter how much people surprise her with gifts, her Uncle George's eyes go morose, or how her cousins don't mention the absence of her Uncle Harry and Aunt Ginny, or the fact that Teddy's parents were killed that day too. She hates the fact that so many people are sad, and mostly she hates how her birthday isn't just her birthday and is always over shadowed by something bigger.
- Muggle transport - She's terrified of it all, trains, planes, cars, bikes. She doesn't understand how they work, and if she doesn't understand it, it scares her. And she's always worried about getting hit by something while crossing the street in Muggle London, so she's rather just stay away.
- Newspapers - She hates articles in the paper, because not only do they always have something to say about her Uncle "The Boy Who Lived" and the war and tensions, but also because everything is always blown out of proportion.
- Indecent attention - As much as she likes attention, people looking at her with lewd grins or making dirty comments and innuendoes makes her uncomfortable. It also reminds her of the one time she got lost in Knockturn Alley, which scares her a bit.
- Narrow halls, closed spaces - Vic is a claustrophobic person, so anything closed, dark, damp scares her and she repels it.
strengths:
- Loyalty - Vic is a very loyal person and doesn't stray from what she believes in no matter what happens. She's a fighter when it comes to something she wants, be it for herself or people she loves, or the society. It's why she became an Auror.
- Confidence - She has a strong self assured aura, and doesn't let other peoples' opinions bring her down. Her confidence is something she radiates and passes onto others around her as well.
- Hard Work - Vic is passionate about her work and is always working hard and giving her one hundred percent towards any task she undertakes.
- Commitment - Once Vic makes a promise, she doesn't go back on it and always, always fulfills it. Consequently, she doesn't make a lot of promises, but if she does, you know it really means something.
- Her family - Her family and friends are her greatest strength and their encouragement always boosts her more than anybody else.
weaknesses:
- Chocolate - She's a sucker for anything chocolate, be it syrup, or bars, or drinks or cakes or anything with chocolate in it. She just loves it.
- Her family - Just like they're her strength, they're also her biggest weakness, and Vic would do anything in the world for her family and friends. They come first.
- Punctuality - She's a bit lazy and loves to sleep in, or is easily distracted, which is why she's usually late for meetings, appointments, and such. She doesn't function well with the clock.
- Memory - Vic has a bad habit of forgetting things easily. Not big promises or anything, but things like where she kept something, dates, birthdays and such. She can't even remember where she kept her clothes from last night.
- Compliments - She's a sucker for compliments and the moment anybody sweet talks her, even if she doesn't fall for it, it does make her loosen up a bit.
dementor: This one time, in Diagon Alley, she wanted to buy a pretty dress robe but her mother told her it made her look like a wannabe adult (because it had a corset style design, and she was only twelve years old) and she was so embarrassed in the store, she ran out and ditched her family. She didn't realize where she was going until she landed up in Knockturn Alley by accident, and there were creepy wizards and shops, some offering her help, some giving her sick, lewd grins. She started crying and hid in a corner of the alley, until an hour had passed by when she finally had the courage to come out. She ran around a bit, until she finally spotted a broken sign for Diagon Alley and found her family again. She didn't tell them where she'd been but since then, closed up spaces, and smell of dampness give her a sick, nauseous feeling and scare her.
patronus: When she was five years old, she was at the beach near her home (Shell Cottage) and her father came and joined her to see what she was doing. She told him she was upset because everyone was paying attention to the new babies, both her own siblings and her cousins, and somehow there was always a new cousin, and she didn't like being left out. So her father spent the whole day with her, on the beach, playing games, telling her stories, collecting shells. It's one of the nicest childhood memories she has.
sexuality & relationship status: heterosexual, single/taken/involved (idek..haven't plotted it out yet)
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: william 'bill' weasley, 57, curse breaker at gringotts
mother: fleur weasley, 50, home maker
siblings: dominique weasley, twenty-one, hufflepuff
louis weasley, nineteen, gryffindor
others: weasley-potter clan
her mother's side of the family, as in, related to the DUBOIS family (? followed canon list)
theodore lupin
overall history: Fleur Weasley was not amused. Not one bit, because she'd been very clearly told that her due date was going to be the 25th of April and she didn't know what was taking so long. But Vic, being her usual, never punctual self, arrived with a lot of gusto and celebration on the early morning of May 2nd. Her father suggested the name Victoria, considering the date she was born on, and her mother agreed but they decided to stick to the French version and named her Victoire Darlene, Vicoire meaning 'victory' and Darlene meaning 'little darling'. Although Vic was the eldest Weasley child and more came the year after her, and the year after that (she doesn't remember a time when somebody wasn't pregnant) she was never alone. Because technically, the family already had an elder kid - Ted.
She had to admit, at first she hated him. He was always getting in her way and annoying her, but slowly, by the time she was four or five years old, she realized that he was the closest company she was bound to have. So even when the siblings came along, and she loved them, he was her best friend. The year she had to spend without him when he was away at Hogwarts, she spent most of her time helping her mother around the house, playing Quidditch or hanging around her brother and sister. But the year after that she did get her letter and she couldn't be more excited. The first of the next Weasleys was off to Hogwarts. She was an excited little child and when the hat screamed GRYFFINDOR, she actually felt tears in her eyes.
Because she was hoping not to be a Gryffindor. As much as she loved being a Weasley, she didn't want to follow in footsteps; she wanted to make her own way. Which is why she'd wanted to be a Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff or heck, even Slytherin (okay, not really, but the principle was understood). But it wasn't so bad when she realized she could spend a lot of time with Ted, who was slowly becoming her best friend. She quickly learnt to not be disappointed, and to be happy that she was considered brave enough to be sorted as she was. And she slowly learnt to love it.
Her years in school weren't particularly eventful, the usual classes and teenage drama. Nothing of much consequence, until her fifth year. She'd been dating a boy a year above her, and she'd been arguing with him about how he was always being a flirt and he threw back in her face that she was always hanging around Ted. It wasn't until that point that she finally accepted the fact that she loved her best friend more than she thought she did.
But in her sixth year, a lot of things started going bad. Ted' godparents and her dear Aunt and Uncle were murdered and it was the first time Vic had ever seen sadness or death. She spent hours crying in her dorms and she didn't really have the courage to face Teddy, but she slowly regained herself, with a vengeance. She vowed to find out whatever was causing her family pain and she promised herself to become an Auror.
She when she graduated, she worked towards it, getting into the training camp in the Ministry and now, seven years later, she's a successful auror at last.
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: brooke
gender: female
age: seventeen
contact: preferably pm.
how you found us: an ad on a site i'm an admin on.
other characters: none right now
experience: two years.
role play sample:
Victoire was on the edge of panicking. She had quite a nice evening yesterday. It had been her first off day in a long time and she'd woken up late, had a nice, long soak in the tub. She'd spent most of her afternoon cleaning her room and then baked herself a nice cake, which she indulged in after an early dinner. And then she'd dolled up, wearing a nice, sexy dress, some make up and had gone out dancing with her friends, getting a little buzzed on fire whiskey. She'd returned home at around two or three in the morning, and in her happy glow, she'd changed into soft pajamas and gone to sleep. What she had forgotten to do was the set the alarm because she had a meeting today. It was at ten o clock; it was nine thirty now and she was still brushing her teeth.
She cursed softly under her breath as she ran herself a quick shower and then threw on the most formal robes she could find in her cupboard. She ran a damp comb through her hair and quickly patted on some concealer, no time for anything else before grabbing her files and walking out of the house. She hurried down the steps, barely flitting through the kitchen to grab a muffin and locked the door to her apartment. She was lucky to not live in a Muggle neighborhood and Diagon Alley instead, since she could easily Apparate without having to worry too much.
She felt herself being sucked into the thin air and appearing in the Atrium as she quickly went through security and ran to the elevators. She was so sure she was going to get fired, she was positive. She didn't even bother saying hi to her friends before she practically ran out and reached the door to the conference room. She halted to a stop, patting down her hair, closing her eyes and calming her breath to not sound like she'd run all the way. She checked her watch. She was five minutes late. She winced and knocked on the door, before letting herself in.
"Sorry, I'm late, sir," she told her boss, throwing the best of her Veela charm along with a helpless shrug and a shy grin as she placed her files on the desk and pulled herself a seat. "So," she said, crossing her legs and playing with her quill. "What have I missed?."
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