Post by wednesday dragomir on Jul 13, 2010 5:31:56 GMT
i'm the first kid to
write of hearts lies and friends ,[/b]
••WEDNESDAY MARIA DRAGOMIR
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i've found the cure to growing older[/b]
and you're the only place that feels like home[/size]
fill in the blanks in character, keep it lower case, and take this sentence out when you're done.
oh haiii, my name is [wednesday], but you know i'll holla if you call me [nes]. i've been surviving this world for [seventeen years], so i'm a [seventh year]. my blood is [pure], so the dark lord [is rad]. I'm representing [Ravenclaw] my wand is actually [10] inches of [mahogany], filled with [dragon heartstring], and it's straight lethal. i'm a [female], and i like to wake up next to [guys], like it or not. once, some muggle told me i look like [Maria Brink], who ever the hell that is. what else could you possibly need to know?
just so you know, you'll never know[/b]
and some secrets weren't meant to be told[/size]
here's where you tell us about your past. i want to know everything from your birthplace to your first day of hogwarts and how you felt about being sorted. you have thirty seconds. go.
Wednesday Maria Rayden was born on August 5th in London England. Born into a very poor family, Wednesday didn't get much as she was growing up. It was a wonder that they got enough money to make ends meet. But when her mother divorced her father and got with her Stepfather Jack, they came into a pretty wealthy home. Wednesday never considered her real father her father because he was a drunk and a stupid man. So therefore she despised him. When she was 10, Veronica got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts. Being a pureblood, they knew she would do well in school and hoped that she would get in Slytherin.
But alas she didn't and she was a ravenclaw. Her family was still very proud of her, but a bit disappointed because the whole family had been Slytherin's. When Wednesday was 13, she decided to ask her step father if he would adopt her. He agreed to it happily and she became Wednesday Maria Dragomir. She continued on with her schooling and now that she is 17 she is in her last year and ready to move on with her life in the real world.
i am sorry my conscience called in sick again[/b]
and i've got arrogance down to a science[/size]
basically just show off your characters personality here.
Wednesday is a very strange girl. Most people don't want to approach her because she has a very twisted way of thinking. Almost like she is Luna Lovegood with a morbidity. But all in all she is a very nice girl. Very friendly and easy to get along with. Wednesday is very loyal to her friends and very trustworthy. Sarcasm is just another service this girl offers and she has a very dry sense of humor.
your secret's out and the best part
[/b]is it isn't even a good one[/size]
Wednesday's worst memory would have to be when she was practically homeless. One night her father up and left her and her mother for about a month and they ended up loosing things one by one. First it was their possessions. Then it was their home and they had to live with some family for awhile until her father came back to get their house back. After that, her mother met Jack and shortly after that her father left.
Wednesday's deepest secrets aren't to just be shared to everyone. Her first secret is that she was adopted by her stepfather Jack Dragomir. This is something that she doesn't want people to know because she doesn't want them to be curious as to why her mother divorced her real dad. He isn't someone that she would like to talk about. The second secret that she holds is that she really would want to join the deatheaters, though she doesn't know if she could hold the allegiance for that long. It is an internal battle that she is facing. To join or not to join?
Three smells that Wednesday loves are the smell of dragons blood incense, Egyptian musk, and Chocolate. Her ideal match would be someone that is sweet, but sassy. Wednesday loves a bit of arrogance in a man, someone that knows they are good and isn't afraid to show it. She likes someone that is different than others and can accept her for the way that she is. She really likes men that will stick up for her if his friends were to talk smack about her. Shows that he is committed to her and shows that he cares.
this has been said so many times
[/b]that i'm not sure if it matters[/size]
okay, now for rl. fill in the blanks, get rid of this.
what do we call you?: cissa
and how old are you?: 17
how long have you been addicted to roleplay?: 5 years
how'd you find us?: Zara! hehe.It seemed that the only place that seemed suitable for a girl to be alone around here were the ground. Though there were still people roaming, meandering, and bustling around there. But every so often, Wednesday could come out here and find a nice spot against a tree and just daze off into her own little dream world. It seemed better than here in reality. Lately it seemed that this harsh world had gotten even harsher, but it wasn't like she didn't have a part in it. As a Slytherin, there was a certain standard of world wrecking that you had to partake in and it seemed that some of it Wednesday didn't really mind having a part in. But even with the transgressions she didn't feel remorse for, she still have those that she did. It wasn't like she had to treat those girls badly. It wasn't like she had to keep up with the Slytherin clan.
It seemed to her at the seventh year level and being seventeen years old she should be growing up a bit, which she was. Just it seemed that no matter how you tired, old habits die hard and at this point they kept resurrecting from the grave every time she put them to rest. The was her final stand. This was the day she would take a vow to be more mature than the rest that annoyed her so much. One would think with immaturity being something that drove her up a wall, she wouldn't act so immature herself. Well today was the day that she would stop all of that foolish child's play and be the young adult that she was supposed to be. Once taking that vow, she leaned up against a tree and slid down carefully so she wouldn't get bark in her back. Wednesday brought her knees up to her chin and set her chin lightly on them to look out over the green. It was actually quite beautiful and the day was just amazing.
Sighing, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her legs to keep them close to her body. The breeze blew lightly through her hair and she took in a deep breath taking it all in. The outdoors had a sense of freedom to her, something that she didn't get often. It was like the fresh breeze swept away all of her troubles and sent them off to some foreign place where the rest of the wind went. It seemed that once she came out here, the ever haunting memory of her father beating her was taken away one piece at a time until she hoped it would be wiped away forever. The nightmares would stop and the constant fear to get close to anyone would cease to exist. Wednesday no longer trusted men after what he did to her, and she only wished that she could trust them easier because out of everything that Wednesday wanted it was someone to share a love so strong with. Someone to have a mutual companionship with. That was what she really wanted out of life along with her success, but if she could find love and then get settled to her that was success.
the ribbon on my wrist says
[/b]do not open before christmas[/size]
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