Post by jess on Aug 8, 2011 17:46:59 GMT
Seraphina Adele Black
TWENTY-ONE - RAVENCLAW - PUREBLOODED - ANDI MUSIE - HEALER-IN-TRAINER -REVOLUTIONARY
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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[/color]THE BASICS
PERSONAL IDENTIFICATION
FULL NAME Seraphina Adele Black
OTHER ALIASES Sera , Black
PLACE OF BIRTH St. Mungo’s
DATE OF BIRTH June 4
AGE Twenty-One
GENDER Female
BLOODLINE Pureblood
EMPLOYMENT St. Mungos
MARITAL STATUS Singles
WAND Nine and a Quarter inches of Rosewood. Core of Unicorn Hair
SCHOOL Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry
ALUMNI Ravenclaw
GRADUATION DATE June 20
MOTHEREstelle Cooper
FATHER Alphard Black
SIBLINGS Two Siblings ( 1 Older Brother, 1 Younger Sister)
OTHER FAMILY A Few Cousins
SIGNIFICANT OTHER Currently None
DEPENDENTS None
HEIGHT 5’4
WEIGHT 113
BODY STRUCTURE Slender, Petite
SKIN TONE Caucasian
EYE COLOR Brown
HAIR COLOR Black
O.W.L.S. SCORES
ANCIENT RUNES E
ASTRONOMY A
CHARMS O
DEFENSE AGAINST THE DARK ARTS A
DIVIDATION O
HERBOLOGY A
MUGGLE STUDIES E
POTIONS O
TRANSFIGURATION E
N.E.W.T.S. SCORES
ANCIENT RUNES E
CHARMS O
MUGGLE STUDIES E
DEFENSE AGAINST DARK ARTS A
ASTRONOMY O
TRANSFIGURATION E
MEDICAL HISTORY
[FALL 2015 ---- Pneumonia, Not Hospitilized
SPRING 2017 ---- Broken Arm, Fell From Play House
WINTER 2019 ---- Tonsilitis, Removed Tonsils
FALL 2020 ---- Stomach Flu, Watched Over Night
SPRING 2021 ---- Broken Ankle, Fell During Ballet
WINTER 2023 ---- Serious Case of Mononucleosis, Hospitalized for 1 month
SPRING 2024 ---- Broken Wrist, Hit by Patient
FALL 2026 ---- Case of Croup, Enjoyed Soup All Day
SPRING 2027 ---- Broken Heart, Not HospitalizedSERAPHINA DIALOUGE
Said by Seraphina at one Point in Time
“Really? I mean honestly?”
“Right, And I’m a pureblooded princess”
“Twinkie?”
“Why would I be eating one if I poisoned the other?”
“You are ridiculous”
“I love you”
“Crap on a cracker”
“Son of a Biscuit”
“I’m right, and you’re wrong. Just deal with it”
“This argument is over”
“Smile, you’ll look less scary”
“What is a nargle? Do you think they are real?”
“Hey that’s my hair clip!”
“No, wear the one with the thing, that does the swoop in the back but does the twist in the front”
“Ouch that hurt”
“Why are you with him if he does that to you?”
“You know, maybe I don’t know what love is”
“If duck tape, tylenol, or band aids can’t fix it. you have a serious problem”
“Umm No”
“Well fiddlesticks”
“But there is nothing pulling it and it’s moving!”
“Mum, Dad, I want a baby brother”
“It’s snowing”
“because the raspberries in the bagel just make it look like it has tiny little red zits. Why do I want to eat something that looks like it has zits.”
“ummm....5?”
“Make me proud”
“Mother of Pearl”
“Mother Clucker”
“I’m sorry, but your range of emotions are limited to happy today. Please obliged and rid yourself of any other emotion. Thank you.”
NOTE TO SELF
You will be happy today. Just keep telling yourself that
CONVERSATION SNIPPET
MM Sera what are you doing?
SB What does it look like? I’m eating a twinkie and cutting apart magazines
MM Yes I see that, but why?
SB well why not?
MM I don’t know it just seems a little unusual to me
SB Yes well, when don’t I do unusual things
MM You’ve got me there
DIARY ENTRY #987
Dear Diary
I HATE HIM! OH IF I SEE HIM I MIGHT JUST HEX HIS ARSE ALL THE WAY TO CHINATOWN!
Love Seraphina
ESTELLE’S OPINION
”My darling daughter has been through so much. I don’t know how she has handled it all. She has always been a handful, but it was usually put in her father’s hands. She and I were never as close as I wished we were, but she is to this day a daddy’s girl. She’s a good girl when she needs to be, and her looks will get her far in life. I just hope the next time she loves, she isn’t left broken.
ALPHARD’S OPINION
Seraphina has always held a special place in my heart. I don’t know what it is but she does indeed have me wrapped around her tiny finger. I’m so proud of her and her ability to continue to see life as beautiful after everything that she has gone through. I’m rather proud she has joined the rebellion.. She is a very sweet girl who couldn’t hurt a fly, unless someone she loves is hurt.
A BOY’S OPINION
”Seraphina, Seraphina, Seraphina. Merlin how I loved her. I know I hurt her. I was often told about how her sparkle faded after I left. But I had to leave. I had to leave for her good and for my good. I was in love with her, something I never thought I would be. But she managed to melt the ice around my heart and teach me to love. But I’m only human and I can’t change what I am, as much as she wished for me to I couldn’t. It’s because of that I left her, it’s because of that I allowed myself to kill part of her. To get rid of the sparkle that she held, at least for a moment. Now I hear the sparkles coming back, part of me wishes I could come back too, but I know it would do more harm than good.
PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY #132
The room looked like a twister had plowed through the room not just once but twice. Clothes were flung everywhere. Shoes were without their pair. It was a total disaster area. If the CDC saw the room they no doubt would want to put it in quarantine afraid of what could be inside. But this disaster had taken all of ten minutes to create, the artists two girls getting ready for a party.
“What about this rissa?”
“Sure if you want to look like a tomato”
“Yeah you’re right.”
“I’m telling you that dress you got at that one little store, at the place!”
“Oh! YES! You mean this one!?”
“Yes exactly! Now what about for me”
“Oh it should so be the one that hangs dramatically, you know the one that makes your eyes pop?”
“This one?”
“Yesh that’s it exactly!”
If anyone would have walked in during that conversation they would have thought the two girls had gone crazy. But they weren’t crazy they were just best friends. They could finish each other’s sentences and knew what the other was thinking. It was just the way they liked it, knowing what the other was talking about, but anyone else would just be lost.
SERAPHINA’S PURSE CONTENTS
Hairbrush
Wand
Tissues
Change Purse Full of Coins; Muggle and Wizarding
Book (Gone with the Wind)
Random Lint and Paper Pieces
Unsent Letter
PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY #276
it was dark, and cold, and he was there. The man she thought had loved her. The man who she thought she would spend the rest of her life with. Obviously it had all been a lie, a way to get close to her find out the intimate secrets of the rebellion, and then bring her here. It didn’t matter to him how many nights she spent crying herself to sleep, how many nights she had pleaded with her brothers to stay with her, she didn’t want to be alone with his memory, but here he was in the flesh and breathing, it had all been a lie, and she wasn’t sure what hurt more, the fact he never really loved her, or the fact the would come every day ask her questions she didn’t know the answer too, and beat her till she was unconscious, she honestly thought the former, because even in the dark her heart still ached for him.
Her eyes refused to adjust to the darkness, everytime she thought she could make out an object another cloud of darkness fell across her eyes. Soon she just gave up and stayed slumped over tied to the pole they left her on. She tried to wiggle free but it didn’t work, the ropes just tightned and began to cut into her wrists, no doubt these abrasions would lead to scars that would plague her forever and remind her of her time here, Seraphina refused to lose hope that she would get out of here, if she gave up hope then they truly had won, and she refused to let them win, and then light filled the room. Seraphina refused to look up until she heard the clatter of something hit the floor, in front of her was her wand, and the binds that held her were loosening.
”What? Whose there?”
“Don’t be silly Sera, you know who it is.”
“What do you want?”
“I want to see you live, I want to see you be happy.”
“I was happy, but it was all a lie wasn’t it? You played me like a fiddle and then left, only so you could bring me here! So why should I believe that you want me to live and be happy. if you wanted that you should have never walked into my life, never pretended to love me, never pretended to care.”
“I did and still do love you my darling, I...”
“DON’T YOU DARE CALL ME THAT!”
“Fine, as I was saying, I did what I did because I was ordered to. Your brothers are known members of the rebellion. The goal was to get close to you, gain their trust and find out more on them so they could be brought in and put on trial, but half-way through the mission, I did fall for you, I didn’t want to do it anymore, and when they said I had no choice I refused, and ended it with you. I knew if I hurt you, then you’d never want to see me again, and maybe you’d be safe.”
“Obviously that plan didn’t work, being that I’m here and in this state.”
“They brought you here in hopes of getting your brothers, and punishing me for my disobedience, and for that I’m truly sorry, now if you hope to escape you must leave now.”
“I still don’t understand why you are doing this.”
“Because my darling, I love you, and will always love you, if only we had met in a different life, then maybe we would have had a chance.”
“No, because even in a different life we’d be exactly where we are, on opposing sides.”
And with that Seraphina rose and grabbed her wand as quickly as her injured body could carry her she climbed the stairs to the first floor. When she turned around and looked she could see him standing at the bottom looking up and her, closing her eyes she turned away.....
“I love you.....”
After she whispered those words she apparated to where the rebellion met, there would be someone there, someone who would help her. When she got there she collapsed on the floor and heard gasps, and then felt her brothers strong arms holding her, begging her to open her eyes, and when she finally did she could see the tears in her eyes, and could only ask how. ”Him” was all she could manage before she fell back into the world of darkness.
conversation snippet
SB: -laughing- stop stop stop!!!
RL: Now, why would I do that?
SB: -breathless- be..beca..because it tickles
RL: Kiss me and I’ll stop
SB: -kiss-
OLD GROCERY LIST
001.Cantaloupe --should be in season.
002.Hairspray --obvious reason right?
003.TWINKIES -- I’m craving them
004. Ice cream-- yum
005.Apples -- would go great with cantaloupe
006.Shaving Creme --- legs are getting all stubbly
A SNIPPET OF CONVERSATION
SB Twinkie?
HL No. You could have poisoned it!
SB You honestly think I’d poison my own twinkies? I’m eating one you dingle
HL You might have only poisoned one and known which it was
SB Yeah that’s it, because I could easily keep the knowledge of which twinkie is poisoned when they are IDENTICAL!
PHOTOGRAPHIC MEMORY #476
It had been three years, three years since she had narrowly escaped death, three years since she realized the man she thought had betray her did really love her, and three years since she stopped loving him. It wasn’t because of all the pain he cause her, no that was normal to go through when you loved someone who you were supposed to hate, it was simply because she just had. It had taken longer than she expected, but one day she woke up, and no longer thought of him, and no longer wished to wake up beside him, if he walked passed her she doubted she would even notice now. It had been time to move on and move on she did.
Seraphina was clumsy, it was a known fact. She was a klutz to put it plain and simple, if there was a loose floorboard she would find it. Hell she would even trip over air, she just loved to fall it seemed. Even as a child she would trip over anything she could. But who knew her inability to not to trip over anything and everything would lead her to love...She sure as heck didn’t see that happening. But Seraphina was in some little bookshop she had wandered into along diagon alley, making her way through the aisles. Adding books upon books to her already large pile, before she knew it the pile was ready to spill from her arms. Seraphina turned and rammed straight into someone, sending the books flying in all directions.
”oh my goodness i am so sorry, i wasn’t paying attention and i just turned around and there you were, i am truly sorry.”
“it’s okay, i wasn’t paying attention either”
Seraphina couldn’t believe her eyes, standing in front of her was ------- Potter, ------- freaking Potter! The girls in her year had worshipped the ground this boy, well man walked on. He was always so sweet to anyone, and suave and just an amazing person. Seraphina had always been too afraid to talk to him, she didn’t want to make a fool of herself, and she knew if she tried now she’d probably still do the same, all she could do was smile and nod as she listened to him as he talked, she was still in awe that he was standing in front of her giving her any attention at all, she couldn’t even really focus on what was being said.
”so would you be interested in getting coffee sometime?”
“with me?? Umm....Yeah sure that’d be great!”
“awesome, i’ll owl you later, it was nice meeting you.”
who knew that the fact that Seraphina was such a klutz would put her in the position that would lead to her falling in love with the man of her dreams.
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YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: jess
gender: girly bits
age: twenty
contact: pm
how you found us: caution
other characters: none currently
experience: almost ten years
role play sample:
The sun was starting to rise, brightly in the sky, promising to be a beautiful day. The type of day people love, except one person Dorcas Meadowes. Well Dorcas didn't hate gorgeous days like the one promised today. She just hated the fact that the sun seemed to have a personal vendetta against her. Her one day off and she couldn't even sleep in. Every way she would turn it was like the sun would follow. Always shining straight into her eyes. After a few more minutes of hanging onto that precious hinge of sleep Dorcas groaned and threw her blankets aside. Glancing over at the clock a very unladylike groan escaped from her lips, it was barely passed eight. Though at was three hours later than she normally slept on days when she did have to be at work. So she rationalized in her head that she did get her extra sleep, only not as much as she had hoped for.
Pulling herself out of bed Dorcas ambled her way over to her closet. Her light purple nightie still somewhat tangled around her. Pulling out a grey sweater and a pair of her favorite skinny jeans. Bending down Dorcas grabbed a pair of heels that matched her sweater. Walking back over to her bed she laid it all down at the edge of her bed before proceeding into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the rest of the day. A few minutes later Dorcas stepped out of the shower wrapped in her fluffy white robe, hair thrown up into a messy wet bun. Wiping away the steam of her mirror Dorcas pulled down her wet locks and styled it straight. Applying minimal make up Dorcas looked at the finished product and shrugged. It would have to do, she had no one she had to impress. She only had herself to impress and she was impressed that she looked even remotely awake. Walking back into her room Dorcas dressed quickly adding a few pieces of jewelry and then grabbing her glasses off her bedside table. They were only reading glasses but Dorcas was headed to a coffee shoppe and wanted to catch up on her reading. She had finally caught up with all the paperwork that work had piled on her, and today was her day to enjoy at her leisure and that meant drinking her tea and then reading some of the book she was currently reading before heading out to do some shopping, and picking up some fashion magazines.
Walking into the living area of her flat, Dorcas grabbed her purse off the kitchen counter and proceeded out the door. She had thought about just flooing into Diagon Alley, but the day was so gorgeous that she just had to walk. She had to enjoy this weather as much as she could. Days like this didn't happen very often in London. Finally reaching the pubs entrance she quickly walked to the back and tapped on the bricks in the correct order. Stepping back while the doorway opened Dorcas lifted her head to the sky and enjoyed the suns rays as they warmed her cheeks.
Diagon Alley was flooding with people. The first thought that popped into Dorcas' mind as she looked around was everyone looked like schools of fish. All just walking around oblivious to those around them unless they belonged to one of the many groups that were swarming around together. Stepping into the throng of people Dorcas felt herself being pushed from all sides. She greatly disliked the amount of people that were crowded around her pushing her, cursing her for being in their way. This, all the people, were one of the few downsides to such gorgeous days. Everyone felt that they needed to be out. And it was only ten in the morning. Finally reaching her destination Dorcas walked up to the counter ordered her tea and then looked around for a table. Finding one last open one outside Dorcas walked over and sat down. Pulling out her book Dorcas turned to the last page she had read quickly reread it and then took a sip of her tea before continuing into the fantasy land that was being described in her book.
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