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Natalie Sparks
6th Year; Fastodin
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Re: The Wise Old Toad.
« Reply #1 on: Mar 14th, 2008, 12:54am » |
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Full Name: Natalie Isolde Sparks
Age: Sixteen
House/Position Request: Fastodin
Password: THANK YOU (edited by mod)
Hometown: Chicago, Illinois.
Birthdate: august thirteenth, nineteen-eighty.
Gender: feeme fatale
Famous Face: Sophia Bush
Lineage: Half
Physical Appearance:
Natalie's long, curly dark chocolate-colored hair falls over her shoulders in a graceful waterfall. Occasionally she will straighten it in a vain attempt to give it some sort of restraint, but it is all to no avail. Nat's hair refuses to stay straight, no matter how much hairspray you cover it with, and it usually ends up in limp, almost straight waves after about an hour. Her hair, although pretty in color, is lacking in control. It is rather thick and that is something she is proud of. She is constantly running her hands through her long hair, although it worsens considerably when she is nervous or upset. Which explains why she always comes out of failed missions or anything short of a victory looking like she just got out of bed, only less bleary-eyed and tired.
Her eyes are very expressive. That's the short version and it honestly doesn't give you even an inkling of how amazing her eyes are. You might see them as simply gray, but they are so much more than just 'gray'. Natalie's eyes are dark and brooding. They are happy and bouncy. They are sad and wilted. If you look in her eyes you see everything she's ever felt or even felt like feeling. Every emotion ever felt by her is in her eyes. Even things that aren't feelings. Even love is reflected in her eyes. Love, which is not a feeling. Love, which is a choice, is reflected in her gray eyes. Their color. Oh, their color. It is not simply gray. It is a range of colors - silver, mercury, gray, slate. Even a few specks of green and blue reside in her eyes. The iris is lined in black naturally, and her white is pure. Almost never is a red vein seen in her eyes. So, as you can see, her eyes are not simply eyes; they are a window to her soul, her heart, her mind.
Natalie, when she most often can, wears jeans and band tees, along with her trusty black Converse. She doesn't mind the uniform so much, but it annoys her when she's got to wear that pointed hat.
Natalie is actually short and slender. Barely clearing five-three, she is a lot of attitude in a tiny package. She may look weak, but she has tremendous control of her body, and her arms are quite strong. Natalie holds herself well; her posture indicates pride (and a little vanity). All the accidents she gets into leave her with bumps and bruises every now and then (thank Merlin for magical healing), and if you look extremely closely, you can just barely discern scars from all of the scrapes she's gotten into.
Personality:
Natalie is fiery. She'll bite you if you come too near - metaphorically speaking - and usually she'll talk as easily to someone she just met as to a lifelong friend. She's good at fighting, but horrible about actually being /girly/. She loves sports, and captaining the soccer team proves this. Much to others' total and utter awe and amazement, she can play soccer like nobody's business.
Natalie is witty. She often prefers verbal battles rather than physical, because verbal battles are much safer and have a tendency to attract other people. And that is another thing about Sparky: she loves to show off. She is usually quite confident and holds a fiery sense of pride. Luck comes frequently to her. However, she has a quick temper, as well as a dynamic personality. She loves being sarcastic and is partial to make everyone else's life as hard as possible.
Her number one pet peeve is idiots.
Natalie is regarded as adventurous, active and outgoing. Although she is independent, outgoing and assertive, Nat is also surprisingly trusting, often innocently walking into the lion's den at times. No matter what upheaval, challenge or triumph she confronts, Natalie has a wonderful ability to bounce back. Her faith in life and the future remains untouched by hardship. She is also forceful, dynamic and aggressive, and as a result, she sometimes finds herself with dilemmas surrounding her romantic relationships. For Natalie, a man has to be a 'real man' to deal with an her, otherwise she intimidates him.
But whatever the situation, Natalie is a 'doer' rather than a 'talker'. She is the impulsive, act first, ask questions or have doubts later, highly competitive girl who stands out. That's why her life is often filled with many dramas, and sometimes even accidents. Her ability to live life close to the edge provides her with a wealth of 'real experience' to call upon. When someone like Natalie talks about something or somewhere, they've usually done it or been there, rather than simply read about it in a book (Natalie has done both). Being an active person, she can't adapt to any kind of restriction, particularly possessive relationships. She often travels to escape any feelings of being stuck or possessed.
Natalie also loves challenges. In fact, if everything is running smoothly, she is quite capable of going out and doing something (sometimes quite foolish) to rock the boat. Natalie loves to race in, where angels fear to tread.
Her values are more intellectual than spiritual. Primarily a girl of action, she demonstrates subtlety and cunning. Frank and amiable, she makes quick decisions, and grasp ideas just as quickly. Quick of mind, and just as quick to anger, Natalie is known for her impatience, and is prone to be arrogant.
Likes:
food
pranks
eye liner
eye shadow
boys
scary stories
haunted houses
laughing
pranking
fooling around
love letters
fighting
action
coming in first
challenges
championing causes
spontaneity
Dislikes:
seafood
drama
not very nice people
pain
preps
rich snobs
needles
clowns
bugs
crying in front of people
perverts
cigarettes
waiting around
admitting failure
no opposition
tyranny
other people's advice
Greatest Fear:
being alone
death
hopelessness
Biggest Dream:
become an auror
become an animagus
be remembered long after her death
Character History:
A young artist, living in a small flat, was visiting an art gallery when she ran into a young man with a clipboard. She fell back into a wall-in-progress and completely messed it up. Hastily the woman apologized to the man, who turned out to be the curator's son. She spent the next month or two fixing the wall, and eventually painting an elaborate and creative mural along the whole wall. The young man was to supervise her over the next month. These two were William Sparks and Sophie Blake, the future parents of Natalie Sparks.
Their baby girl was born a year or two later, on August 13. She was quiet at first, but then she was opinionated, screaming about everything if she didn't get her way. At two, she was already scampering around on short legs. No matter what, the young couple could not keep her from running around or escaping. Once, she ran off, out itno a rather busy city and street. If their neighbors hadn't grabbed her, who knows what would have happened? And yes, the two were very protective of their little girl, as similar occurances had happened weekly. So, they moved to Chicago, Illinois.
When Natalie was fifteen, her parents divorced and her mother moved to Carmel-by-the-Sea, California to stay with her family. They never told her why the two abandoned their marriage, just that they had problems that they needed to sort out. In short, Natalie was pissed. Less than a year later, her father, who had remained with Natalie in Chicago, married a superficial blonde who was just thirty and young enough to be her older sister. Her name was Daphne Something-or-other. Natalie didn't care about her or anyone else, so she was thankful that they shipped her off to live in Salem and go to 'some weirdo school', as her Muggle stepmother was convinced.
Sample of Roleplaying:
Tap. Tap. Tap. Tap. The steady tapping of the rain on Zonko's roof was like a rather off metronome, echoinging in the background buzz of students outside the prank shop. Natalie Sparks was hovering along the rows of pranking merchandise, with visions of havoc dancing in her head.
Oh, the possibilities! There was mischief galore. Some second-years were chuckling about Dungbombs; Natalie was past that level of immaturity. Now, she aimed much higher - a planned and neatly executed annihilation of the rest of the school's classes for that day.
Oh, yes. She would plan something that would have all the teachers scampering around the school for the whole day. But she would have to make it manageable of one or two people. Because honestly, Natalie Sparks wasn't about to ask anyone to help. And she certainly wasn't about to ask James Potter or Sirius Black. No. She'd have to ask someone else. Like Trinette. Or Lauren. Maybe even Johnny.
Scanning the rows, Natalie thought. She'd have to use something loud, like fireworks. And explosions. Yes, explosions were good. And a niffler or two. Natalie thought; she'd have to get those from the Forbidden Forest. Although there were fireworks in here; she surveyed the rows. Roman candles, Catherine wheels. These were all good.
What to choose? She turned to pace the aisle. After a few minutes and the occaisional glare to anyone younger than her that dared approach, Natalie moved on to the next aisle. Nothing but trick wands, transforming into a wide array of things. She was just about to walk out, giving up for now and heading to the Three Broomsticks, until she ran into someone carrying boxes, most of which fell onto the floor.
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Evangeline Saunière
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Re: The Wise Old Toad.
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Full Name: Evangeline Marissa Saunière
Age: Sixteen
House/Position Request: Baraves
Password: thank you! sammy LOVES the aly <33
Hometown: Manchester, Vermont
Birthdate: May fifteenth
Gender: female
Famous Face: Natiylia Piro
Lineage: Pureblooded
Physical Appearance: Evangeline is a pure beauty if there ever was one; with shady auburn tresses that cascade down to her a few inches below her shoulders in long, soft waves that are usually straightened. Evangeline's locks are almost always parted in the middle, letting her deep auburn hair lightly frame her visage. Her hair is usually let down, though sometimes it is pulled up into a bun. When in the sun’s harsh gaze, naturally lighter strawberry accents in her tresses are brought out, but are neatly disguised throughout her hair because of their similarity to Evangeline's primary hair color. The irises of Evangeline's are of a deep coffee color with specks and glints of lighter brown accents peeking out, though somewhat buried within the enchanting brown of her eyes. Many a person perceives that brown eyes are dull, repetitive, and monotonous. However, her’s eyes are vivid and soulful. Her eyes flicker and dance in the sunlight, bringing much more attention to her dazzling façade. They are large and almond shaped, always seen traced and lined by thin lines of eyeliner, bringing out the intensity of her gorgeous eye shape. Her eyes, though large, do not upset the perfected proportion of her face, but instead radiate a look of utmost honesty, innocence, and integrity. If the eyes are truly the window to the soul, her stain glass eyes must be impeccable. Her mood is usually exuded through her eyes and are a big part of how she expresses herself. Her luminous eyes are set just below a pair of flawlessly arched eyebrows. The arch in her eyebrows give her a rather inquisitive look, while not looking fake. The enchanting eyes of the eighteen year old are lined by a group of lush, black eyelashes the curl tidily at the tips.
Evangeline is very lightly sun kissed. Instead of making her look fake, her tanned skin tone actually enhances her beauty by bringing out her captivating eyes and rich hair color. She does burn quite easily under the sun’s stare, and almost always finds sunburn present on her back and shoulders every time she ventures outside when it is too sunlit. She can’t frolic outdoors on a sunny day without sunscreen, as she is almost porcelain-doll-pale in the winter, only gaining tan color on her skin in the summer time. Her facial structure is quite distinctive; with high cheekbones, a cute pointed nose, and rounded off chin. Evangeline has rose petal lips, in both shape and color. Her lips are pouty and full, and of a dark pinkish color. Her top lip resembles cupid’s bow, with sultry curves. Her smile is playful and sexy, with luminous and straight white teeth. Sometimes, Evangeline smiles with only her full lips. Her forehead is smooth and she has mostly clear skin on her rounded square shaped face. Her chin is prominent and sticks out a bit from the rest of her face, which bothers her.
Evangeline has a lengthy, thin frame, standing at a towering five foot seven and weighing only a hundred and twenty six pounds. In her lifetime, many have believed Evangeline to have an eating disorder, but that statement is irrational. She loves to eat and dances all of the excess weight she gains off of her body. Her limbs are long and slender, feigning weakness when she is actually quite strong. Evangeline has a flat stomach, but with smooth and sultry curves playing up what would normally be a monotonous body type.
Personality: A true Baravas, Evangeline embodies the spirit of Baravas’s values. She has immense loyalty and courage. She will never, ever, back down from a challenge. She will always attempt to get over a fear, to face even the most terrifying. She knows she can do it and she’s determined beyond belief. She’ll never settle for being a chicken and shying away. She’ll never admit to being scared of anything but mainly classifies it as something she’ll be working on no being scared of in the future. The time came that she was the only one in her family who no longer referred to Voldemort as He Who Must Not Be Named. Every single person in her family collectively called him He Who Must Not Be Named but Evangeline was the exception. She called him Voldemort; she would say it out loud without a twinge fear. She was sick of everyone being afraid of him, so afraid that they couldn’t even say his name. She didn’t want to be one of the many people who feared so whole-heartedly that pronouncing such a simple name wasn’t possible.
On a lighter note, Evangeline is an incredibly funny person who appreciates laughing from time to time and sharing her own set of jokes and pranks. She loves laughing and cheering people up. She hates being sad or feeling depressed. Though, she is an emotional person. Her emotions come on strong. She loves strongly and hates deeply. She’s tough, on the other hand. Though her strength and toughness doesn’t come off as a negative, it’s of the sort that she can stand her ground and never give in. She sticks with what she believes is right and she refuses to conform or give in into what people tell her. She stays firmly with what she knows is right. She goes with her gut and doesn’t necessarily think before she does so. If she gets the feeling that it’s the right thing to do, then she just does it. Most of the time it works out because in the middle of fighting a skilled with or wizard, thinking of the right spell or where to hit them, having the ability to just go with the first thing that comes to mind can come in handy. When your life or the lives of those you care about are at stake, you tend to think quicker and better, regardless of the pressure and the intensity of your surroundings. This definitely applies to her. She thinks fast and she doesn’t second guess it. She goes with her gut and if things go wrong, then she’ll just have to think quickly for another way to fix it.
Evangeline, unlike some people, can control her anger, she, unlike most insufferable bitches’, say what is needed to be said, and keep the unnecessary away, but, if she is truly mad, she'll toss all the bull**** away, stripping you apart limb by limb. Meaning, that if she seriously doesn't like you; she'll be a bitch. Enough said.
Likes:
» Shopping.
» Reading.
» Quidditch.
» Dancing.
» Having her way.
» Hogwarts.
» Potions.
» Guys.
» Parties.
Dislikes:
» Being mean.
» Public speaking (to strangers).
» White chocolate.
» Being intimidated.
» Goodie-too-shoes.
» Rain.
Greatest Fear:
» Death.
» Ending up alone.
» Open water.
Biggest Dream:
» To become famous.
» Get married, have family.
» To fall in love.
Character History: When Evangeline was born, things had finally turned up for her parents, Kathleen and Michael. They no longer were struggling financially and her Grandfather finally recovered from cancer. Both her parents were wizards and so she knew about her abilities all her life, but was still confused whenever a leaf would suddenly burst into flames. Evangeline grew up an only child and as expected, was spoilt rotten. They lived in New York city for the first four years of her life, but then packed up everything to Manchester, Vermont where her Aunt Lillian lived. Lillian was her mother's sister, who was a wealthy, but extremely neurotic woman who believed that the color pink brought terrible misfortune -- but that's the best of it.
Throughout her life she had to put up with her parents bickering, the two having to marry because Kathleen got pregnant and it seemed the only thing to do at the time. Of course it upset Evangeline, but she had never been to fond of her father who believed himself to be a great musician and would spend all his time with his 'band' instead of being with his daughter. Her parents divorced when she was thirteen and her father, after briefly asking her whether she wanted to go to England or stay in Vermont, her dad left and was soon married to another woman, a beautiful witch called Naomi. She hasn't spoken to him since.
Sample of Roleplaying: <33 You should know how I role by now! 
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