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[amelia-o-gabble]

What if I told you I'm a mastermind?

NAME: Amelia Gabble AGE: 28 GODLY PARENT: Athena  AFFILIATION: The Five Heroes SPECIES: Half-Blood ABILITIES: Enhanced Intelligence, High Battle Stamina, Exceptional Tactical Knowledge, Wears Athena’s Helm and a piece of Aegis

BIOGRAPHY: Once Upon a Time…

No, Amelia’s story doesn’t begin like a fairytale, but it does start with a story. Her father is a mystery novelist, you see. He has a passion for literature and mysteries that he passed onto his daughter and used to catch the eye of a goddess. Athena has read so many books, absorbed so much knowledge… and yet, Drake’s mystery almost had her! She couldn’t figure it out until right before the reveal and to her knowledge, she has a lot, no other author had captured her quite like him. So she gave him a gift, a daughter born of her mind just as he had given her gifts of his. 

Amelia grew up with pride for her parentage. At Camp Swynlake, she was quite popular having been the brains behind Team Blue’s victories. It also made her a polarizing figure… Her father would say it was a case of tall poppy syndrome, but Athena never acknowledged her. Amy could be the tallest poppy and still not garner her mother’s attention. Until the prophecy of the Five found her. Then Athena couldn’t be more proud! Even when Amy was at her most miserable. Right before the Five embarked on their journey, she found out her boyfriend had not been so exclusive. That’s what she gets for giving a child of Dionysus a chance… But on their mission, Amy found something she thought was real. A real knight in shining armor type. But even that wasn’t true and she acted in a way she is still ashamed of. The mission still gained her accolades, despite the social devastation. Even a decade later, Amy still wears her mother’s helm and the pride she earned from their victory. But sometimes… She wished she could go back to being normal and not have everyone tiptoe around her or act as if she ascended to godhood herself. Maybe this alumni weekend can prove that she is still the same half-blood that lived for the thrill of capture the flag and sparring like the rest of them!

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Lara Croft's Biography

This is my attempt at consolidating Core Design's two biographies for Lara Croft as well as Crystal Dynamics' revised version for Legend into one, cohesive background story that includes all key events from her past adventures. Certain elements of the first nine games and their backstories are bound to be included in the new, unified timeline so any Reboot fans that are not as familiar with Classic Lara may find this interesting to read :) Hope you like it!

Name: Lara Croft

Nationality: British

Date of Birth: 14 February 1968

Birthplace: Wimbledon, London

Marital Status: Single

Blood Group: AB-

Height: 1,75m

Weight: 58 kg

Hair Colour: Brunnette

Eye Colour: Brown

Distinguishing Features: 9mm Handguns

Bio

Lady Lara Croft is an 11th generation Countess. The Croft family was granted the title and rights to Abbingdon, Surrey by King Edward VI in 1547. The Croft Estates are comprised of three separate manor houses, two of which are maintained by the National Trust, and the third is home to Lady Croft.

Lady Croft herself has suffered several personal tragedies, including the deaths of both parents on separate occasions before she came of age. Reputably an accredited genius and Olympic-standard gymnast, Lady Croft is the focus of wild speculation and intense debate in both the scientific and political communities in addition to the popular press. Idealized and vilified in equal measure, she is perhaps one of the most fascinating and enigmatic figures of our time.

Lara Croft was born in Surrey's Parkside hospital on the 14th of February in 1968 to Lady Amelia Croft and the notorious archeologist Lord Richard Croft, the late Earl of Abbingdon. She was raised to be an aristocrat from birth, and had lived in luxury and security aloof from the world at large. Between the ages of three and six, she attended the Abbingdon Girls School, where it quickly became clear that she was an exceptionally gifted child.

At the age of nine she survived a plane crash in the Himalayas that took the life of her mother. In perhaps the first story of her prodigious indomitability, she somehow survived a solo ten-day trek across the Himalayan mountains, one of the most hostile environments on the planet. The story goes that when she arrived in Katmandu she went to the nearest bar and made a polite telephone call to her father asking if it would be convenient for him to come and pick her up.

For six years following the plane crash, Lara rarely left her father's side, traveling around the world from one archeological dig site to another. During this period she was ostensibly given a standard education from private tutors, but it would probably be more accurate to say she was her father's full time apprentice.

When Lara was fifteen, her father went missing in Cambodia. Extensive searches by the authorities and Lara herself turned up human remains that could not definitively be identified. Since Lord Croft's body was not officially recovered, Lara could not directly inherit the Croft title and Lara was thrust into a bitter family feud over control of the Abbingdon estates with her uncle Lord Errol Croft. Lara eventually won the legal battle, and took possession of her inheritance but at the cost of a deep rift in the Croft family that left her estranged from her living relatives.

At 16 she began studying at Gordonstoun, one of Britain's most prominent boarding schools where she discovered the mountains of Scotland. One day Lara came across a copy of National Geographic on the hall table. The front cover featured a familiar name - Professor Werner Von Croy. A respected archaeologist, Von Croy had once lectured at Lara's school to pupils & parents alike.

The experience had a profound effect on Lara, triggering a desire for travel to remote locations in search of adventure. In some ways Von Croy had become an inspirational figure for Lara. As Lara read further, she learned that Von Croy was currently preparing for an archaeological tour across Asia, culminating in a potential new discovery to be made in Cambodia. Unable to pass up this opportunity, she walked over to the desk & penned a letter to Von Croy. She Introduced herself and offered financial assistance in exchange for her place on the expedition. Von Croy's reply assured her that the territories were friendly and that he had ample experience to look after both his & Lara's well being.

Lara's company as an assistant would be welcome, as was the offer of such a generous cheque. He remembered Lara from his lecture - her incessant yet insightful questions had made quite an impression upon him. And so it was agreed that Lara would accompany Von Croy for the duration of the tour.

At 21, while in college, she was part of a team of aspiring archaeologists in charge of a dig in Paraiso, Peru. Her closest friends, Amanda Evert, aspiring anthropologist, and Anaya Imanu, engineer, among them. They were attempting to break through the tomb of the Queen of Tiwanaku. The expedition was cut short however, as a tragic accident led to the deaths of most of Lara's friends and colleagues, including Amanda, with Lara and Anaya emerging from the dig as the only two known survivors.

Lara probably should have died there, as most did, instead she learned how to depend on her wits to stay alive in hostile conditions a world away from her sheltered upbringing. Her experiences had had a profound effect on her and in that process transformed herself as well. Her Peruvian odyssey was both miraculous and enlightening, as the young woman not only survived, but gained a perspective on herself and the world that made her past appear shallow and naive. Out of the darkness of her ordeal, she saw her future reflected in a different light.

She felt profoundly that there was more for her in this life than the coddled existence that had become her numbing habit. Unable to stand the suffocating atmosphere of upper-class British society any longer, she realized that she was only truly alive when she was travelling alone. Over the eight following years she acquired an intimate knowledge of ancient civilizations across the globe. Despite this drastic life change, Lara still retains the essence of her upbringing - most notably with her polite, upper-class accent. She turned to writing to fund her trips.

While in England, Lara lives in a mansion in Surrey which she inherited many years ago. At one time she saw little use in it but now realises that, if nothing else, it is at least handy for storing all the artifacts she has acquired on her travels. She has also had a custom-built assault course constructed in the grounds for training purposes.

Lady Lara Croft has already eclipsed her father's career; as of this writing she is credited with the discovery of some fifteen archeological sites of international significance. These sites are still yielding new and exciting insights to the past on an ongoing basis. No one can deny Lady Croft's incredible contribution to the field of archeology, however she is not without her detractors.

Lara's methods have been frequently called into question by government officials and other practicing archeologists. She has been described variously as anything from cavalier to downright irresponsible. Some scholars have suggested that her notorious lack of documentation and brute force methodology have contaminated countless sites and done more harm than good. There have even been (unsubstantiated) allegations that Lara actually takes items from these sites before informing the international community of their locations, and that she is nothing more than a glorified treasure hunter.

Despite the tabloid press's infatuation with her, Lara Croft guards her privacy with complete determination. She has never granted an interview nor made any personal comment to any of the rumors associated with her, preferring to express herself through brief formal statements given by the family solicitors, Hardgraves and Moore.

Predictably there have been a number of unofficial biographies printed about the young Countess, that attribute wild and fantastic feats to her exploits, ranging from the discovery of living dinosaurs in the Congo to infiltrating the infamous Area 51 in Nevada. The official line from the Croft Estate to these works is simply that "...these books are utter rot: disgraceful, trashy works of total fiction."

Nevertheless if you even make a cursory search on the Internet for the Unexplained, the Mysterious and the Downright Unbelievable, time and again you will find Lara Croft's name appearing. She appears to be a hero to conspiracy theorists and alternate history aficionados alike.

It seems the further you dig into Lady Croft's life, the more bewildering and mysterious she becomes. Perhaps like the archeological sites she discovers, we have only scratched the surface of this incredible woman and the complex and inscrutable secrets buried deep within her.

Lara Croft became the seeker of truths, both large and small, and in that pursuit she continues to this day.

Employment

Lara doesn't consider tomb raiding as a job, merely a way of life - although she has been known to uncover archeological artifacts on commission. To fund her radical lifestyle, Lara writes travel books. Titles so far have included 'A Tyrannosaurus is Jawing at My Head' and 'Slaying Bigfoot'. Her common complaint though is that she doesn't have enough time to put pen to paper.

As well as uncovering many notorious archeological sites - including the Atlantean pyramid and the last resting place of the dagger of Xian, Lara has found fame in other areas - she has driven the dangerous Alaskan Highway from Tierra del Fuego in South America in record time (although this was later denounced by the Guinness Book of Records due to her "reckless driving") and she hit the headlines again when she hunted out and killed Bigfoot in North America.

Sports

Not much of a team player. Discovered rock climbing while at Gordonstoun and used to set off into the hills alone during netball practice. Also took up shooting as an extra-curricular activity but was instantly banned for showing "too keen an interest'. However, the strength that climbing gave her fingers was to become useful when she started pulling triggers for real.

Music

Lara was brought up to appreciate classical music but having been a guest on U2's Popmart tour, has since become a fan of their music. She has also been introduced to the sounds of Nine inch Nails by her Aunty and considers it "good easy listening". Finds trance music, in general, good for training.

Food

Despite being a proficient cook from her days at finishing school and having sampled most of the exotic delicacies of the world, Lara usually opts for beans on toast when at home.

Hobbies

Any challenging sports. Has a particular interest in experimenting with different, often extreme forms of transport. Has also once admitted to stitching a kind of Bayeaux tapestry of her own adventures while at home.

Ambition

With her unique physical abilities, Lara is certain of being able to break many world athletic records and so sees no challenge in this herself. Her main ambitions still lie in the undefined world of tombs and the past. She has also however, developed a personal regard for Brian Blessed's attempts to climb Everest. If he never succeeds, she is determined to piggy-back him up there.

Heroes

All the great ancient figures who respected themselves enough to design such intricate tombs to be buried in. "Nobody goes to trouble like that anymore..."

Fears

Her Aunty's Corgi which has bitten her on several occasions - about which, for once, there is little she can do.

Lucky Charm

Any gun at hand.

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𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐬.

911 universe.

abby clark — canon divergent.

grace ryder

gwyn morgan — canon divergent.

maddie buckley

owen strand

taylor kelly — probably canon divergent.

tk strand

all american universe.

jordan baker

keisha mccalla — watching season 2.

lando johnson — watching season 2.

olivia baker — slightly canon divergent.

dc universe.

donna troy — comics based / titans canon divergent. prev. madeamazon.

lena luthor — supergirl canon divergent / headcanon based.

lois lane — smallville based, not arrowverse complaint. prev. exposestruth.

first kill.

calliope ‘cal’ burns — testing.

talia burns

gilmore girls.

lorelai gilmore

gossip girl.

serena van der woodsen — canon divergent.

grey’s anatomy.

amelia shepherd — canon divergent. prev. fearlesshepherd/mchurricane.

callie torres — canon divergent.

mark sloan — canon divergent.

nancy shepherd — canon divergent and highly headcanon based. 

harry potter.

pansy parkinson — headcanon based. anti-jrk. prev. vivaciousnake. stats.

merlin.

morgana pendragon — modern and resurrection verses available. prev. turnedwicked.

once upon a time.

emma swan — haven’t watched season 7 / canon divergent with dark one era

regina mills — canon divergent

one chicago.

gabriela dawson — canon divergent

jay halstead — only watched until s5 / highly selective

stella kidd — moved from @lieutenantkidd

one tree hill.

julian baker

roswell new mexico.

isobel evans

kyle valenti

suits.

harvey specter

the resident.

conrad hawkins — very slowly watching season 3.

the sex lives of college girls.

leighton murray

the vampire diaries universe.

lizzie saltzman

rebekah mikaelson — the originals canon divergent. prev. recklessbarbieklaus/originalbarbie.

unreal.

tommy castelli — testing

original characters.

courtney difronzo — fandomless, mafia based, affiliated oc. stats. biography.

grayson lawrence — fandomless affiliated oc.

harvey mendoza — fandomless affiliated oc.

natalie hernández — fandomless affiliated oc.

olivia hayes — fandomless paramedic / former er doctor oc.

[crestmontshq]

INTRODUCING.

Character Name: Viviane Diaz

Age: 37

Birthday: September 17th, 1989

Gender/Pronouns: Female & She/Her

Faceclaim: Jessica Alba 

Occupation: Influencer, & freelance photographer 

Neighborhood: Bay Oaks 

Birth Place: Wilmington, North Carolina.

How long they’ve been in Crestmont: 14 years 

BIOGRAPHY.

(Trigger Warnings: none)

On September 17th back in 1989, the Diaz family was completed. Elizabeth and Antonio Diaz had welcomed their third and final child into this World at 6:30 in the morning, with two older children named Thomas and Ryleigh impatiently waiting for their new sibling. Another beautiful baby girl was born and everyone wasn’t surprised one bit, they decided to name her Viviane. Her beautiful brown eyes opened and starred up at her mother and father, and they couldn’t of been happier and more in love with the little one. Viviane Amelia Diaz was a name to remember.

Viviane’s childhood was pretty much perfect. She had two older siblings whom she loved, parents who were her best friends and a dog that she took care of. Living right smack on the the beach in Wilmington, North Carolina it helped that the girl was a fan of salty air and sea hair. Viviane would spend hours when she wasn’t in school in the ocean, swimming until the sun went down. Her parents had taught her however that education was the most important thing, and even though Viviane was labeled as the Wallflower early on throughout her school years, she studied hard and always got straight A’s. She made a good group of friends and never really felt alone while growing up. Viviane was really a happy kid. Aside from surfing, her hobbies included volleyball as she was placed on the junior varsity volleyball team in high school, she was also a fan of reading and writing. Even if Viviane was considered as a wallflower, the girl was a big part of her school and wrote for her schools newspaper and was on the Yearbook committee. It probably wasn’t the best clubs to be apart of, but Viviane didn’t care. In her Junior year of high school when you’re supposed to know what you want to do in life, Viviane figured out she really loved writing. Being editor in chief for her high school newspaper really helped with finding that passion. Getting along with her siblings, it helped that they were supportive when she had told them she wanted to get into photography and create a blog. On her free days when she wasn’t so busy, that’s what the brunette was doing, was blogging and becoming obsessed with the World within it.

She soon got into fashion, and watched her blog soar with the content she was posting. When Viviane graduated from high school with honor roll and other achievements, she decided to move out of her small town of Wilmington to New York City. She got accepted into FIT, and majored in Fashion Design, and minored in Film and Media. In college, Viviane pretty much kept to herself but again made a good group of friends. She didn’t party much, but whenever she did people around Campus knew who she was due to her blog. Never really getting used to the popularity, Viviane realized she was more than just a blogger. She was a content creator, and had decided during her Senior year of college that she wanted to take this job seriously. After researching more about the job she’s found a passion for, Viviane’s followers grew and grew.

When graduating from FIT again with honor roll and other achievements, once again always being good about school, Viviane realized she still loved photography. During the time she’d come home, she decided to take it up upon herself to find a job that included photography. During the summer time throughout her teenage years, she worked at her local Aquarium. Taking up the job again, this time she became a photographer for them. However, after a few years of living back home, Viviane figured it was time to move again but this time she moved to some place she’s never been before to get a fresh start, which was Crestmont in, South Carolina.

Viviane always loved to travel and always dreamed about starting over in another town, and that’s what she did. Still being a content creator, and now a freelance photographer, Viviane couldn’t of been happier with the decision she has made. Living in Crestmont for six years now, she’s been working at another Aquarium and continues with her blog. She now has a Youtube Channel and is active on instagram and twitter, she has gained a ton of followers and is still passionate about what she does.    

PERSONALITY.

+ creative, hardworking, outgoing 

- bossy, cynical, impaitent 

[kingdomofbretonxrpg]

Congratulations, Amelia! We are delighted to welcome Amnuai “Toy” Suwannarat to assist the Duchess of Nantes with her duties and responsibilities. Please complete our after acceptance checklist. We are looking forward to seeing you develop him! Please send in his blog within 48 hours.

Out of Character

Alias: Amelia

Preferred Pronouns: she/her

Age: 31

Timezone: EST

Anything else? hi

Character

Name: Amnuai “Toy” Suwannarat

Birthdate and Age: June 26 | 27

Preferred Pronouns: He/Him

Faceclaim: Gun Atthaphan Phunsawat

House Affiliation: Nantes

Profession: Personal Assistant to Duchess Katarin

Claim: Single

Children: Nope

Designation: Submissive

Sexuality: Homosexual

What is their symbol?: Star tattoo on right arm

Kinks: Praise, bondage, toys, impact, breath play, orgasm control, sensory deprivation

Anti-kinks: Non-con/Dub-con, watersports, scat, scarring

Biography:

TW: Emotional manipulation/abuse in a romantic relationship

From the minute Toy was born, he was doted upon. Small for his age, with a doll-like face and dimples, rarely a day went by without someone fawning over him. This came mostly from his fathers, of course, who had searched high and low for the perfect surrogate mother and paid lots of money when they decided to have children. They cherished him. However his fathers were very busy men. A politician and a doctor, they had schedules that took them away from their Bangkok home for long hours. During this time, Toy grew close with the housekeeper and learned how to help around the house with the cleaning and the cooking. He was praised for this, and in wanting more of that attention, he found other ways to be helpful, often taking care of younger cousins, cooking large meals, and keeping his fathers on schedule.

As Toy grew older, he extended his usefulness to his friends and others close to him. He became the friend group’s organizer, coming up with fun things for them to do. He was the one they came to with their problems, adding emotional labor to the other tasks he had amassed. But he was a pro. He took it all on with a dimpled smile and soaked up the feeling of being wanted and needed and cherished. This remained true even once he graduated from university and began what became a string of personal assistant positions, each leading to a bigger, better opportunity to support yet another person.

When Toy started dating, it was much the same, Toy giving his all to make his partner happy. But his relationships often felt unsatisfying. He happily gave so much of himself, but got little in return and was easily taken advantage of. Still, Toy wanted to experience what his fathers had, a strong relationship built on love and respect. He began a string of serial dating, rarely living the single life for long between relationships.

Toy’s relationship with Deng is now what he would consider to be disappointingly cliche from its meet cute in a coffee shop to the quick progression into moving in together and professions of love. Toy thought he found everything he could want in Deng, but gradually things started to shift. Deng became more irritable and needy, and Toy essentially became a live-in housekeeper, chef, and emotional punching bag, all while holding a full time job. Toy tried to make it work. He tried to communicate his concerns, but Deng was an expert manipulator and often these conversations ended with Toy apologizing and asking forgiveness. Toy’s friends started noticing him canceling plans and withdrawing, and so they held an intervention. Toy remained in denial until a particularly bad blow up that came up when he wanted to take a trip with his friends. Deng accused Toy of cheating on him and made threats if Toy left him. In response, Toy called his fathers and they picked him up that evening. He never went back.

The breakup was difficult, and Deng tried multiple times afterwards to manipulate Toy into coming back, showing up at his fathers’ house, his friends’ apartments, and his office. Because of this, Toy decided that he needed a fresh start. Between his employers’ recommendations and his father’s political contacts, he was able to land himself a Personal Assistant position to a duchess in Breton. His fathers, though sad that he would be so far from them, supported his decision, knowing he needed to learn how to live for himself and not others.

[alternislatronemhq]

Congrats, RACHIE, you have been accepted to AL for the role of RITA SKEETER (FC: Claire Holt). RACHIEEEEEE -- you queen! So excited you’re picking up a second character, and even more excited that it’s Rita!! I know we’re all pUMPED to have her on the dash, and to see your portrayal of her. EEEPE YESSS. Please send in your blog (no sideblogs for first characters, please) in the next 24 hours and be sure to take a look at our new player checklist. Welcome home (once again), we’re so excited to have you join the family!

OOC

name — Rachieee age — 28 pronouns — she/her timezone — GMT (England yo) activity level — Uhh 7/8. Im on most daaays! triggers — Nope any questions? — I also play Alice if you hadn’t worked that out XD

IC Overview

name — Rita Skeeter faceclaim — Claire Holt, Caity Lotz, Emily Bett Rickards age — 25 gender — Cis- Female sexuality — Bisexual. Rita would probably never truly admit this, or at least not publicly. patronus — Cheetah boggart — Herself failing to achieve her dreams

IC In Depth

personality traits — 

• Manipulative - Rita is seriously manipulative. She will come across as friendly but really just wants to know people’s secrets. Then she stores them in her amazing memory to be used in the future. She really uses her manipulative nature to keep people loyal to her, otherwise she will publish their secrets to the world

• Selfish ¬– Rita is very selfish. She has a lot of knowledge, especially about the Dark Lords return that could be especially useful to the ministry, but she is currently keeping it to herself. She wants to be on the winning side, and she knows this information is valuable. She is selfish, wanting to protect herself, so she is keeping this valuable information quiet, until she can work out how it will benefit her in the most

• Loyal – To a small chosen few Rita can be very loyal. These people mostly have to prove themselves useful to her, but Rita can love deeply, and will always be loyal to these people. They are small in number, but are precious to Rita

• Hard Working – Rita was always hard working. She loves a good social life, but she also worked hard to get where she was in the Daily Prophet. She was determined to get to be where she was, and wasn’t going to let anyone get in her way.

character biography

• Rita was born to a family that weren’t really that important. They are half blood, and weren’t really that important socially. Rita is the youngest of four siblings, and she’s the only girl. Her parents weren’t too focused on her, but she got by. • At Hogwarts Rita was sorted into Slytherin. She wasn’t really sure why, knowing that she was a half blood, and not really thinking she fitted in that much. But she kind of liked the benefits that she got. Rita learnt to be selfish, and she learnt to be manipulative. Soon, it didn’t matter that she wasn’t really a pureblood, because her attitude made up for what her blood lacked. • Whilst her family wasn’t that important socially, Rita tried to make up for that. Rita didn’t exactly care who she climbed over to get to the top. She just did it. She was determined person, and wanted better than what her parents could give her. They were pretty focused upon her brothers, so she was really given a free reign to do what she wanted. • Throughout school Rita didn’t really know what she wanted to do. None of the wizarding careers really caught her attention. It wasn’t till sixth year that she realised that her writing hobby could potentially become more. The blonde started reading the Daily Prophet cover to cover. Not for the news, she couldn’t care less about that. She rather wanted to learn all she could able journalism. • Upon graduating Hogwarts, with okay grades, she began an internship at the Daily Prophet. She was a low level journalist. But she loved it. Her writing was well received, and she was finally doing something she loved. • Then the war began. Rita was careful, and she didn’t pick a side. She didn’t want to be on the losing side, so was careful, and didn’t show allegiance to either side. She had to be careful with what she wrote, not wanting to risk getting hurt. It worked well, for she exited the war well. • Over the past five years she had really grown the ranks in the Daily Prophet, and Rita is currently working as a senior journalist. She’s free to write what she wants, and she loves it. • Her work has got her in a few sticky situations though, and her illegal animagus form isn’t helping. • It has though, allowed her to gain some valuable information about the death eaters. Although she isn’t sure what to do with it. She knows Voldemort’s return is inevitable…. But she just doesn’t know what side to join this time. But she knows this time she will have to make that choice.

plot ideas — These are just a few for starters 😊

Choosing a side – SOOO. First war she didn’t pick a side. But this time she really will have to pick one side or the other. So I think this will be really cool to explore, and see which side she will go too. She wants to be on the winning side, so will try to hold out till she can tell? But it would be cool to explore her maybe being forced to pick before she can work out who will win

Journalism/Daily Prophet – Rita loves a good gossip, so would be cool to get some drama maybe from something she wrote?

Knowledge of the prophecy – Rita overheard the prophecy, so it would be really interesting to see how she might react and do with the info. This might be key to her choosing a side, with her considering who might benefit from the info the most?

Friendships – So in her skeleton she’s linked to Amelia, but would be great to explore some friendships. Rita was a half blood slytherin so would be cool to explore her relationships with the other slytherins. She learnt to be manipulative and bitchy at school, so might be cool if one of her class mates was her mentor or similar?

Romance – Rita is bisexual, though she would never admit that. She would not be against a political marriage, especially to a pureblood, and she would really see it as a way of cementing her status. She’s attracted to both men and woman, and finds both exciting, and definitely enjoys sleeping around. But she definitely hold secrets/gossip about people’s heads, especially women, as she doesn’t want anyone to find out how promiscuous she actually is.

extra —

Headcanon – Rita’s never been in a serious relationship. She was more interested in her work. Of course, she wants to be loved, but until now, it hasn’t been too important to her. Now, she kind of sees it more as an investment in finding a solid social place for herself.

Rita’s animagus is Beetle.

[amelia-becker]

hi new pals!! i am new this group, but i go by K and this is my adventurous, artistic baby amelia! she’s one of the becker siblings and i’m fully prepared to throw her into literally any plot ya want, so please feel free to reach out to me if you’re interested :) her bio’s below. 

Name:  Amelia Rose Becker Age:  28 Pronouns:  she/her Hometown:  Phoenix, Arizona Time lived in Atlanta: 12 years Occupation:  Art therapist at St. Augustine Hospital Character Quote:  There is still something to be said for desire; it only takes a handful of passion to start a fire.

biography – 

Amelia Becker grew up in the heart of the desert in Phoenix, Arizona as one of the oldest of five siblings whom she adores with her whole heart. Their father abandoned them when she was young - though old enough to remember the sting of his departure - and their mother was an ambitious woman who spent the majority of Amelia’s childhood working incredibly hard to make ends meet for the family all on her own. This left some of the older siblings, herself included, with the responsibility of caring for the younger ones. Not that she minded; Amelia is fiercely protective of her siblings and would drop everything in a heartbeat to keep them - of anyone, for that matter - safe and happy.

When she wasn’t caring for her brothers and sisters, she was unapologetically exploring the desertscape of Phoenix with her friends and narrowly avoiding trouble for some of her shenanigans. The murals and the public sculptures around the city are what first incited her love for all things art. What started as just a few drawings here and there grew to become the primary way she coped with the hardships in her life. From photography to sculpture to painting to drawing, she’s tried it all once, and more than once if it made her feel good and allowed her to express herself authentically. Much like her art, she’s borderline reckless with all of her desires and interests. If she wants to do or try something - be it art mediums, people, or other activities - and it doesn’t cause anyone else harm, it’s near impossible to stop her. She encourages the same from others.

When she was about seventeen years old, her mom accepted a job in Atlanta as a legislative assistant. Amelia welcomed the move and the new experiences it gave her. It allowed her to indulge in new adventures and relationships, both romantic and friendly, but it also encouraged her to grow up a little and choose a life path. Passionate about both art and helping people conquer their demons and feel their best, she enrolled into an art therapy program at the local university. Upon graduation she jumped straight into practice, contracting with local community mental health agencies and St. Augustine Hospital to provide art therapy services to clients of all ages. It wasn’t long after that that her mother fell ill and passed away. The decline happened so quickly and it crushed Amelia, leaving her feeling lost and numb. She swallowed a lot of her own grief in favor of putting on a brave face and supporting her siblings through the loss. She has yet to process that grief, and instead continues to patch up the void she feels with more art, more work, and riskier distractions.

personality  –

++ Unashamed, Passionate, Free-spirited

-- Self-Indulgent, Noncommittal, Lost

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GRIEVING, consumed with fear &  mad with loneliness, eden finds  himself more lost than ever ; and  soon, like the distant stars and  constellations he reads about in  books, eden no longer seems to  be part of this world. he imagines  that he is made of the galaxies and  nebulas —— light-years away and  out of mind, out of sight ; drifting  away peacefully in the cold vacuum of space & building his walls up high  —— cementing them there, strong,  as no one, not even once, comes to  break them down. A LONELY PRINCE  TRAPPED IN THE HIGHEST TOWER ;  that’s what eden becomes yet again.  yet he exudes a quiet unassuming  warmth, for he is closer to the sun  up here.

WHY HELLO THERE LOVELIES !!! i’m edie ( 23, she/hers, gmt+11, cat mum, literature nerd & tea enthusiast ) & my cute lil woc ass is so gosh darn excited to be a part of this muh’heckin amazing group ?!!?!?!??!?!?! i’m here with eden lovegrove ( and cha eunwoo’s heaven-sent face ????? can i get an amen ??!!!?? ) ; a #softnsadboi with a rrrrruff past who i’ll be introducing to you all right down below !!!!

DISCLAIMER : this ???????? is a heckin’ 1000-page novel. 2 ur left u will find refreshments n water —— pls stay hydrated whilst you read thru this ! 

[ ! ] CLICK HERE FOR A MOBILE VIEW ( less formatted for easier reading ! ) OF EDEN’S INTRO POST !  

* ╰  APPLICATION !! ❜ ───

✧･ﾟ(   atlas + cha eunwoo + cismale  ) 𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒂 !!  have you seen (   eden lovegrove ) around ? (   he  ) has been in kaos for (   one week   ). the (   twenty-four year old   ) is a (   journalist & freelance writer  ) from (   wisconsin, usa  ). people say they can be (   ascetic   ) but maybe that’s not too bad ‘cause they can also be (   forbearing   ). whenever i think of them, i can’t help but think of (   a wound too great ; that always has been & won’t heal, grief ; consumed by sorrow & mad with loneliness that yet still could not keep the boy from kindness, and softness ; emanating from starlight and filling him full to the bone   ).  ･ﾟ✧ ( penned by edie, 23, gmt+11, she/hers ).

* ╰  STATISTICS !! ❜ ───

basics

BIRTH NAME: eden park ADOPTED NAME: eden lovegrove BIRTH DATE: february 25th, 1995 ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: pisces AGE: twenty-four CURRENT LOCATION: kaos, greece NATIONALITY: american ETHNICITY: south-korean GENDER: cismale SEXUAL ORIENTATION: demisexual ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: homoromantic

background

BIRTH PLACE/HOMETOWN: wisconsin, usa ( birthplace & childhood residence ) —— manhattan, ny, usa ( late adolescence )  SOCIAL CLASS: lower class ( birth ), upperclass ( during late adolescence / adoption ), middle class ( present ) EDUCATION LEVEL: completed a journalism degree with honours at yale FATHER: franklin park MOTHER: dolores park SIBLINGS: matthew park, christopher park FATHER ( ADOPTIVE ): chet lovegrove MOTHER ( ADOPTIVE ): amelia lovegrove  SIBLINGS ( ADOPTIVE ): everett lovegrove OCCUPATION & INCOME PRIMARY SOURCE OF INCOME: journalist ; writing articles for guardian u.s. SECONDARY SOURCE OF INCOME: freelance writing ; prose, poetry, essays, published in zines & online CONTENT WITH THEIR JOB? yes PAST JOBS: bookshop clerk, library assistant, florist SPENDING HABITS: very thrifty ; good at saving MOST VALUABLE POSSESSION: a faded photograph of himself and his first love, now passed away

appearance / physical information

FACE CLAIM: cha eunwoo HAIR COLOUR: black EYE COLOUR: brown BUILD: mesomorph DOMINANT HAND: left hand HEIGHT: 183cm WEIGHT: 76kg INK: none PIERCINGS: none ALLERGIES: shellfish DIET: vegetarian

psychology

MBTI: infp ENNEAGRAM: type 2 ; the helper MORAL ALIGNMENT: chaotic good DOMINANT TEMPERAMENT: melancholic PRIMARY INTELLIGENCE TYPE: verbal-linguistic & intrapersonal SOCIABILITY: medium EMOTIONAL STABILITY: stable DRUG USE: no ALCOHOL USE: yes PRONE TO VIOLENCE? no VIRTUES: ardent, profound, forbearing, sagacious VICES: reclusive, distracted, withdrawn, ascetic HOGWARTS HOUSE: ravenclaw ACCENT: manhattan accent FAVOURITES ACTIVITY: reading, baking, knitting, writing, going on walks ANIMAL: cats BEVERAGE: boricha / barley tea COLOUR: powder blue FOOD: yachae sundubu jjigae / spicy soft tofu and vegetable stew CELEBRATION: christmas MODE OF TRANSPORTATION: walking MUSICIANS: keaton henson, flyte, palace, the black skirts, banff, kelsey lu, matt maltese SCENERY: the ocean BOOKS: disoriental by négar djavadi, the uncensored picture of dorian gray by oscar wilde, when i hit you: or, a portrait of the writer as a young wife by meena kandasamy, brother by david chariandy, & 10 minutes 38 seconds in this strange world by elif shafak. 

* ╰  THE STORY !! ❜ ───

eden’s biography is trigger heavy, with the following triggers —— religious fundamentalism, homophobia, racism, physical & emotional abuse.

CHAPTER ONE : THE LONELY PRINCE.

COLOURED BY AMBIGUITY and suspended in an air of INEXACTNESS from the moment he breathed his first breath, eden park was born into the world as a simple PLACE HOLDER between his older and younger brother —— caught in the middle, outshone on both sides, and quite often FORGOTTEN, even as a child.

in amongst frank and dolores park’s hopes and dreams for their eldest and youngest sons, eden learned terribly early on that his existence mattered VERY LITTLE to anyone at all —— for while the youngest son ( matthew ) was doted upon, fussed over and coddled, and the eldest son ( christopher ) was given the responsibility of shouldering the entire burden of the park family name [ a family with important ties to the church community in wisconsin ] ; eden seemed to FADE AWAY into the background —— more an OBSERVER of his family’s comings and goings than an ACTIVE PARTICIPANT in amongst it all. growing up, eden had no particular expectations placed upon him, nor was he deemed any specific role to play ; and so he often spent his time ALONE and off and WANDERING, DRIFTING from interest to interest ; from this to that, biding his time in the absence of his parents who had their hands full with matthew and christopher, and their devotion to the religion that had gotten them through the hardships & aftermath of the korean war.

where his home life was tainted with an estranged apprehension, when eden was old enough to start attending school he discovered that this new part of the world was no sanctuary for him either. his peers pulled at the corners of their eyes whenever he passed, called him yellow, and jeered at the unusual & pungent packed lunches he brought. as the real world gave the young boy no reprieve ; eden turned to books —— opening the covers and crawling inside the pages to feel safe and at peace. with each new page, he would escape the exhaustion of his family life, and the terrors of the society around him would all but fade away. by falling into the quiet blank spaces that separated the printed, parallel lines of black, eden found himself a sanctuary of utter calm and peace ; safe at last from a world that was too cruel and too loud for his heart to bear the burden of. 

and so the days passed & darkened. ballet, books, and an overwhelming sense of BEING ALONE ; eden spent his days growing his mind & heart in SOLITUDE, quite nearly completely HEEDLESS of extremist religious views his parents and siblings propagated as the world spun madly on. eden’s ballet recitals : missed by his parents, morning mass went by without breathing a single word to anyone —— the middle bed, left untucked.  SURROUNDED by so many people and still so estranged, eden never truly was a part of the family he’d soon fatefully grow to HATE.

the only sanctuary of hope and light for eden was the one he found in a friend, then confidante, then lover ; a boy he’d met in ballet class at 8. 

the boy who changed everything for eden. 

the boy he was caught kissing at 16 in the park family’s garden ; blood red roses blooming.

SCREAMING, A BODY BROKEN, AGONY SINKING INTO EDEN’S BONES. 

FADE TO BLACK.

CHAPTER TWO : THE HEART CAN BEAT OR IT CAN BURN.

sixteen years old, and eden awakes to the sight of his lover standing over him with a smile. brown eyes fill with tears of relief & a chest so sore it could burst begins to shake with sobs. the tears clear eden’s vision ; and as he becomes more lucid, the vision of his lover fades away. ALONE IN A HOSPITAL ROOM, the boy scrambles to recollect the series of events that led to his arrival in the emergency room ; something buried deep in the labyrinth of his mind unsettling, warning him, letting him know that he’s not ready to remember. the nurses don’t look him in the eye, and the doctors reek of a sickening mixture of sympathy and pity. everything is raw, and horrid, and lonely, and eden can’t quite figure out the reason behind why his heart feels so terribly broken.

after three sleepless days and nights, a social worker visits eden —— relaying to him the chain of events that led to his broken body & weakened soul. the social worker tells eden of how he and his lover had been caught kissing among the flowers —— she tells eden of how his brother, matthew, had discovered them. then she tells eden of how his family had hatefully beat the only person he had ever loved into a coma ; and how when their rage had still not been satisfied, in a fury, they turned on their own son and brother.

THE WOUND IS TOO GREAT —— it always has been & it won’t heal, and eden’s cries rip through the hospital ward like a scream of agony. his tears make him tremble so violently he feels as if he were a rainstorm shook by lightning.

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the recovery is a long & arduous one. knees grazed scarlet —— every night, eden PRAYS. he prays for his lover, he prays for his family, and he prays for god to change him ; to save him ; to cleanse him of his sin ; black, purple & blue covering every inch of his soft skin. most of all, though, eden prays that the loneliness and pain that grows inside his heart like a disease will cease spreading ; the boy’s pillow stained with tears as he cries himself to sleep each night. 

mutilated, torn, tortured & etched away at, eden is alive, but he is nothing but a hollow body ; a home for little more than an agonised, sorrow-drenched soul.

just one week after the incident, eden’s partner passes away ; and eden is taken into the care of the state —— never to hear from his parents or brothers again ; safe at last from them. 

CHAPTER THREE : I WILL NOT RAISE HELL; HAVE WE NOT ALL ALREADY SUFFERED ENOUGH? I WILL RAISE MY VOICE, AND I WILL RAISE CONSCIOUSNESS. 

ten months after the incident, eden is adopted into a family by the name of lovegrove —— a family tainted with far too much darkness for eden to ever call home. the lovegroves are an all-american, white family with ties to the republican party ; with the head of the family, chet lovegrove, having strong political aspirations. the lovegroves adopt eden into the family as a move for positive press, believing that having a person of colour adopted into the family will make for a more empathetic family narrative. 

and so it goes that eden park is given the new name of eden lovegrove, and once again, THE WORLD SPINS MADLY ON. while under the gaze of the public-eye chet and amelia lovegrove parade their new son eden around as if he were the sole pride of the family ( much to the chagrin of everett, the lovegrove’s biological son ), behind closed doors, they stand back and do nothing as everett calls eden words like chink, faggot, gook, fruitcake and coolie ; disdain and disgust dropping from every syllable like venom.

grieving, consumed with fear & mad with loneliness, eden finds himself more lost than ever ; and soon, like the distant stars and constellations he reads about in books, eden no longer seems to be part of this world. he imagines that he is made of the galaxies and nebulas —— light-years away and out of mind, out of sight ; drifting away peacefully in the cold vacuum of space & building his walls up high —— cementing them there, strong, as no one, not even once, comes to break them down. A LONELY PRINCE TRAPPED IN THE HIGHEST TOWER ; that’s what eden becomes yet again. yet he exudes a quiet unassuming warmth, for he is closer to the sun up here.

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as eden grows from adolescence to adulthood —— though he leaves ballet in the past, where memories too painful to bear the burden of have no risk of being dredged up —— his love for books and writing never waivers even in the slightest. literature helps him understand himself as he comes to terms with the world around him, and writing helps him find a voice in a world where people keep trying to tell him what he ought to be. traumatised, a foreigner, a faggot, a stranger amongst his own family. an outcast, an orphan, a charity case. with his pen as a sword ; ink running like blood, eden finds his voice —— learning to use it to speak words of love and truth in a world that has only ever been cruel to him ; raising his voice so that it can be a light in the darkness. 

high society life tastes bitter upon eden’s kind palette ; and though he is treated with nothing but malice within lovegrove manor or the high society around him, eden endures the trials and tribulations of his new life in order to use his predicament for his own benefit. rather than fixating on the cruelties of his adoptive family, eden decides to focus instead on the opportunities that have presented themselves ; using the money and the connections that the lovegroves possess in order to grow into someone that his lover, lost in wisconsin but forever in his heart, can be proud of. 

a quiet renegade, eden decides to pursue journalism, graduating with honours from yale ; becoming a questioner of the common, and using his compassion and kindness and his love for words to grow into a safe-harbour for the voiceless. his first piece, an exposé on the callous and tokenistic life he has lived with the lovegroves, leaves him branded as a traitor by the family that took him in for their own devices ; and finally, after being cast out in shame, eden finds himself free at last. 

the name lovegrove suits him well, however ; love becoming him, love consuming him —— and so he keeps his adoptive surname, wearing it like a battle wound for all the world to see. writing of people’s stories, in search of the truth, kind, but lonely, this is the way that eden lovegrove spends his days. 

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ink-stained fingers & a sorrow-drenched soul that only wants to heal ; the stars, the moon, a study of the human condition through prose and endless essays. a journalist at guardian u.s., and a freelance writer, eden lovegrove is an ink splatter of words thrown against kaleidoscopic feelings —— messy, hurt, lost, ardent, sincere, broken, human, and so much stronger than he knows.

WHERE ONE STORY ENDS, ANOTHER BEGINS : ATLAS IN OLYMPUS.

“ SOMETIMES I GET THESE VISIONS — HORRIBLE VISIONS OF INEXPLICABLE VIOLENCE, GRIEF & SORROW [ … ] LIKE REMNANTS OF A PAST LIFE BLEEDING INTO MY PRESENT. ”

over the course of the past six months, eden has started experiencing some truly horrendous nightmares —— these terrors sometimes even creeping past the border of sleep, haunting him in visions during hours of waking. 

trauma from the park household, trauma from the lovegrove family ; that’s what eden believes, and that’s what his therapist believes. how could they know that these visions are actually coming from a past life ? one where eden was condemned to hold up the celestial heavens for eternity, as atlas. 

“ TAKE A BREAK, SON. A VACATION. THE WORLD WILL STILL BE HERE TO WRITE ABOUT WHEN YOU GET BACK.  YOU GOT A GIRL ? TAKE HER SOME  PLACE NICE. ”

eden doesn’t know how to tell his editor that he’s never had a girl, and nor will he ever. but the vacation doesn’t sound like too terrible an idea —— so eden packs up his belongings, and asks a man at the airport counter what the cheapest & earliest flight to someplace nice would be. KAOS, the man says. the island of kaos. and just like that, atlas finds his way to olympus. 

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eden’s toes curl gently into a horizon of golden sands ; soft waves lapping at his feet as he relearns how to breathe. a softness emanates from the setting sun ; filling the broken man, full, to the bone. the world is wide —— and for the first time in his life, on this strange and beautiful island called kaos, eden feels like he might be in exactly the right place at exactly the right time. 

since arriving in kaos one week ago eden’s nightmares have been getting worse ; and the visions, strange, violent, and full of glimpses of sorrow, split his head with migraines —— yet curiously, eden does not feel as if he is breaking  —— on the contrary, it feels as if he is on the very edge of awakening.

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–— AAAAAND, SCENE !!!!

 i’ll get to posting some replies to starters & interacting tomorrow ( because i’m eXHAUSTED after an excruciatingly horrendous day at work today ), but please like this post if you’d like to plot something up ??? OR LITERALLY JUST slide into my dms and throw headcanons for our muses at me pls ?! bc i’m awfully awkward and idk ?? how ?? to aPPROACH PEOPLE for plotting !!!!!

okie bye i’m going to go make some dinner and then shall slumber for 2000 years, but ilu all already and am so excited !!!! to start !!!! writing !!!!!

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Edgar Bones | 29 | Hufflepuff | Half-Blood | Member of the Order | FC: Chris Evans|

Date of birth: 1949., England

Occupation: Assistant Healer General at Saint Mungo’s

Ship: Not Set

Biography:

THE PAST

Edgar had a normal childhood, doing normal child-like things.  He was the first born of the Bones family, his sister Amelia, and brother Jacob both younger than him.  They were a middle-class pureblood family living in the suburbs of London.  He had a good life growing up, always having what he needed and then some.  His father worked at the Ministry, his mother a healer.  Ed was a goofball.  He was always climbing trees and jumping off of them (leading to many trips to St. Mungos to heal broken bones).  There was something about that rush that really made him feel alive.

Hogwarts was a roller coaster.  He was quickly sorted into Hufflepuff (the hat barely grazing his head before it shouted out his house) and made friends within his house easily.  Unfortunately, he was often made fun of because he had a bit of extra weight.  He wasn’t obese, but he wasn’t as fit or thin as many of his classmates.  He made up for it by being funny and goofing off.  If he could make a person laugh, then they wouldn’t notice or call attention to his weight.

That’s how he spent most of his days at Hogwarts.  While he was smart, his grades were never as good as they could have been.  He simply struggled with his focus.  Still, he managed to become a Prefect in his fifth year.  It was a role he did well in.  Upon graduation, he decided to go into healing like his mother. 

THE FIRST LOVE

Not long after graduation, Edgar met a young man named Sam.  Sam became his running partner, then his personal trainer.  Edgar was determined to lose the weight, and Sam was there for the journey.  One drunken night, they kissed and soon were dating.  It was a secret relationship.  To most people, they were good friends that worked out together.  Behind the scenes, Ed was madly in love.  He was so in love that he didn’t see the abusive tendencies of the man until it became physical.

Sam was always pushing him to do better.  Edgar took it as encouraging.  Sam wanted him happy and healthy.  Truth be told, Edgar was happier in those first few months of the relationship than he felt in a long time. 

Then, Sam turned on him.  Edgar got extremely sick and found himself unable to get out of bed.  It started with name calling, telling him that he would end up as that fat slob again if he didn’t get out of bed.  The words hurt Ed more than he let on.  Once Edgar felt better, it only seemed to get worse.  When he tried to break off the relationship, Sam got angry and punched him.  This wasn’t the man he loved.  Did Sam ever love him?  He didn’t understand. 

He spent that night with Moody.  His best friend was livid.  He never saw Sam after that.

THE TRUE LOVE?

Ed spent the next few years without a relationship.  He didn’t need one.  Anytime he got close to one, he would erase that person from his life (easy to do when he was only spending that sort of time with muggles).  He worked his ass off at his career and quickly climbed the ladder at St. Mungos. 

Then he met Jocelyn.  There was something different about her.  She was an American witch studying magical healing at St. Mungos.  The pair had so much in common and it was only a matter of time until they began seriously dating. 

They dated for nine months before Edgar went out and bought the engagement ring.  He spent far too much money on it, but she was worth it.  He wanted to settle down (which was a terrifying thought for him).  He wanted to start a family with her.  She was the one.

 THE ATTACK

No one knew when exactly Edgar was taken.  Even he was a bit fuzzy on that.  He remembered working a double (nearly a full twenty four hours) and in his exhaustion, made a wrong turn after exiting Mungos.  A spell hit him in the back and he lost consciousness.  He woke up somewhere dark and dank.  His entire body hurt, but it was only the beginning.  For three and a half days, the man was tormented and tortured.  The man wore a mask and Edgar didn’t recognize his voice.  He lost track of time.  All he knew was pain until he knew nothing more.

It was Moody that came upon Edgar first.  After spending three sleepless days searching for the healer, he was finally found in a basement in the outskirts of London.  The man was mentally broken.  He screamed when they moved him, but other than that, there was no sign of life in his eyes.  Edgar Bones was gone.

THE HEALING

It took him two and a half weeks before he finally escaped his own mind.  He had no recollection of the attack.  He had no recollection of the torture.  He knew that he was still in pain.  He knew that something bad must’ve happened with the way that Moody, Amelia and Jocelyn were acting.  When Moody finally told him what happened, Edgar got sick.  In the days that followed, he learned that his fate might have been worse than death.  His mind would blank out on him; he would have absence seizures; his legs wouldn’t hold his weight; he’d have magical outbursts that he couldn’t control, especially when his emotions got the better of him.

After a week of therapy, Jocelyn left him.  She told him that she couldn’t take seeing him like this and ultimately that he was no longer the man she fell in love with.  Edgar spiraled into a deeper depression that no one seemed able to pull him out of.  He spent the next two months at St. Mungos, a patient of his own hospital.  He got stronger, he got better at controlling his emotions.  He healed.  But he didn’t heal enough.   His hands still shook, his magic still wouldn’t cooperate.  There was permanent neurological damage that no amount of magic or therapy could heal.  He was broken.

Without much fanfare, he took a seven month trip around Asia.  He knew that they had different healing practices there.  He also knew that he needed to escape England.  He needed to get out of that place with so many reminders of what happened to him.  He needed to exert some kind of freedom.  He toured Thailand, China, India and Japan.  Each place had their own form of the healing arts.  Edgar learned a great deal of information that he knew would be helpful in his own work. 

It was in Japan that the tremors quelled.  There was a healer, Sensei Ito that not only taught him to meditate, but eventually helped him control the aspects of his life he was told he’d never be in control of again.  It was the breakthrough that Ed needed and he knew he could go home.

THE PRESENT

Ed went back to his position as Chief Healer at St. Mungos, much to the disliking of some of his colleagues.  He was in more of a supervisory role now, rather than that of a hands-on healer.  Still, he had certain patients that would only see him, so he didn’t completely give up his passion.  He had yet to find another significant other, not particularly looking for one in that moment.  He would go to bars and have casual sex with whomever he found attractive that evening.  There were no strings attached.  He had no commitments.   At the same time, despite his multitude of friends, he is lonely.  Something is missing and he didn’t know what. 

Connections:

Amelia Bones

Ted Tonks

Arthur Weasley

Alice Fortescue

Frank Longbottom

Kingsley Shacklebolt

Gideon Prewett

Annalese O’Brien

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Sawyer Sharbino Biography, , Age, Height, Net worth, Weight

Sawyer Sharbino was born in Texas on March 1, 2006. He is Ron and Angela Sharbino’s wife. He still has siblings. Brighton and Saxon Sharbino are his two wives.

Furthermore, his girlfriend, actress Brighton, played Lizzie Samuels in AMC’s hit series The Walking Dead. In 2014, she starred as Macie Hart in season one of HBO’s original mystery series True Detective, and she also worked as a teenage Ingrid on ABC’s Once Upon a Time. Aside from that, his niece, Saxon Sharbino, is an American actress well known for her roles as Chastity Storch in the remake of I Spat on Your Grave and Kendra Bowen in the reboot of Poltergeist. She also had a recurring role in the Netflix series Love. In terms of schooling, he is enrolled in primary school.

How tall is Sawyer Sharbino? 

Sawyer Sharbino is 14 years old right now. He is from Texas and weighs approximately 45 kilograms (99 lbs). He has a height of 5 feet and 3 inches.

Sawyer Sharbino Net Worth What is the net worth of Sawyer Sharbino? His net worth is projected to be between $700 and $800,000 USD. Furthermore, he has dark brown eyes and blonde hair.

Professional life, Career & Living Style

On the Brat series Stage Fright, he was cast as Gary. In the 2016 film “Miracles from Heaven,” he played a small part as a church child. Furthermore, Miracles from Heaven is a Christian drama film about a teenage girl who survives a traumatic accident and is healed of a mysterious intestinal condition. The story is based on Christy Beam’s memoir of the same name and a family in Burleson, Texas. He and his sister Brighton were both cast in Jennifer Garner’s film Miracles from Heaven.

Facts

He is now very concentrated on his work and enjoys spending his free time with his family and friends. His niece, Saxon Sharbino, is an actress in the United States. She is most recognized for her roles as Amelia Robbins in Touch and Kendra Bowen in the 2015 revival of Poltergeist. In 2012, he starred in two short films, Disruption, and Promesas. He was cast as Gary in the Brat series Stage Fright and has appeared in several TV commercials. He is an American citizen. He is involved on social networking sites, and he enjoys playing video games and socializing with his peers.

Sawyer Sharbino Biography : 

Real Name  :  Sawyer Sharbino Nick Name  :  Sawyer Age  :  14 years old Date of Birth (DOB), Birthday  :  March 1, 2006 Profession  :  Actor, Social Media Influencer Famous For  :   Brother to actresses Brighton and Saxon Sharbino Birthplace  :  Texas, United States Nationality  :  American Ethnicity  :  White Sexuality  :  Straight Religion  :  Christianity Gender  :  Male Zodiac  :  Pisces Current Residence  :  California, United States Height/ Tall  :  5’ Feet 3  Inches Weight  :  45 Kg Eye Color  :  Dark Brown Hair Color  :  Blonde Net Worth  :   Approx U.S. $700-800K

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Meet AMELIA “Mimi” RITTER. They are FIFTY-SEVEN years old and hail from all over. Mimi embodies the constellation, CAELUM. They use she/her pronouns. Their faceclaim is AUBREY PLAZA.

Caelum reminds me of impending deadlines, Twitter wars, a second Twitter strictly for shit posting, a glowing screen in a dark room, messy buns, ink stained hands, “are you smoking again? I thought you quit last week”, eavesdropping, booty calls, having a therapist on speed dial, press badges, minimalist decor, a cluttered desk, that feeling you get when you shop for school supplies in August, those sexy frequent flyer miles, getting in arguments but not having any idea how it even started, a deep desire to make an impact, Sorkin-style walk & talk moments, perfectly packed suitcases, and oversized t-shirts. .

BIOGRAPHY

She was not born for stability. Daughter of an Air Force General, she spent her life being transferred from one base to another, never spending more than two or so years in one location. She didn’t mind, though; while her mom waxed poetic about how lonely the lifestyle was and her brother stressed over making friends, she didn’t mind being alone most of the time. She spent most of her days reading and exploring, which was primarily a solo activity; she wasn’t bad at making friends, per se, but it was never a priority for her. There was no point in getting hung up on an individual who she was likely to never see again (her therapist tends to cry commitment issues whenever Mimi brings this up, but she also thinks her therapist is kind of an idiot, so). Those issues aside, this upbringing made her fiercely independent, strong, and hungry to lead a dynamic life.

To be frank, Mimi wasn’t sold on a career in journalism at first. She started off as a political science major, enticed by her love for an argument and wanting the power to make real change in the world. She eventually came to understand that she didn’t have the personality for politics; it was a lot of game playing and not enough action, and what she honestly just wanted was a platform and a way to be involved. She moved forth with the dream of being a political correspondent; being in her 20s during Watergate gave her grandiose ideas of being the next Bob Woodward. She got an internship with the New York Times after graduation that quickly turned into a job reporting dull beats out of City Hall, which Mimi hated. And so, when the opportunity came up to join the campaign trail for a primary candidate running for president, she hopped onto the opportunity. It seemed like a dream gig, but the candidate had no chance of winning the primary and it wasn’t a lake that anyone else wanted to dip into. Mimi took the opportunity and ran with it, though, and that launched the first lucrative leg of her political reporting career.

As the world’s climate shifted over the years, Mimi started to feel a bigger need to get to where the action was. She begged her editor to allow her to shift to being a war correspondent, feeling like she could make a greater impact there than she could in D.C. As a woman in the Middle East, Mimi found it difficult to get to where she needed to go for the story; she found her colleagues getting the scoops before she could, and her editor was putting a lot of pressure on her to deliver better content if she didn’t want to get replaced by someone who could get the story. Consequently, she found herself actively putting both herself and her team in danger in pursuit of stories that no one else was getting their hands on, because Mimi was not ready for failure. For a few months, it worked, and she got cocky. But after a particularly nasty and nearly fatal incident, her editor promptly pulled her back to New York.

Although not fired, it was clear that Mimi was on thin ice. She had always had an attitude, never one to listen to authority and insistent upon doing things her own way. It always resulted in quality news, so her editor had been able to turn a blind eye, but she’d clearly crossed a boundary. She was sidelined, assigned Current Event stories that couldn’t satisfy her, so she pleaded to her editor for another chance. When he refused, Mimi accepted a job for the same position but with the Washington Post. She was experienced and had a published book under her belt, and although she’d once sworn her allegiance to the Times, she was hungry for action. This time, Mimi was cockier, more convinced than ever that she was fit for this position. She spent the next three years embedded off and on, and in that time, she thrived. But with success grew her ego, and with that confidence came riskier moves.

It was here that, unbeknownst to her, she was sponsored by Caelum. Even if she had noticed the constellation tattoo appear on her lower back, Mimi wouldn’t have known what it meant; she didn’t know she was a witch, and although she’d heard rumors before, she had no concrete knowledge that magic existed to begin with. All weird things that happened in her life before this had been chalked up to coincidence or ignored, but Caelum, as a constellation, was not meant to be silenced. 

One hobby of Mimi’s, something she indulged in when things were slow and she was bored, was writing false stories; they were always rooted in reality, based on real things happening in the world and stories that could come to fruition, but that was rarely the case. It gave her the opportunity to hone her writing, but it was always harmless. Until, of course, Caelum. Suddenly, the stories started coming true. Although it started off minor enough that Mimi had been able to write them off as a lucky coincidence, it got to the point where it was downright suspicious. And, on the day that Mimi got drunk and wrote a sarcastic Tweet about an alien invasion in Tibet?

… Well. All the memory erasing and time manipulation spells in the world couldn’t throw Mimi off of that trail. She didn’t really have to, though, as Celestina Morganstern herself came to talk to her. At first, she was furiously adamant that the whole idea of it was insanity, that there was something else at play, but the more she tested things–writing small stories, watching them come true–the more her naturally curious brain could no longer deny that she needed to know more.

Frankly, coming to Polaris is almost a death wish for Mimi’s career. As much as she wants to chase the truth, she knows that what she’s stumbled upon is something bigger than any kind of publication she’s ever worked for, and more than anything, she knows that whatever she’s capable of needs controlling. Mimi’s editor is confused as all hell as to what she’s doing, having given her the benefit of the doubt when she’d pitched something half-assed. And… well, if she’s “creating” a few stories to keep him appeased while she buys herself time? He’s not gonna know.

INCLINATION

Caelum, known as the chisel or engraving tool, blesses its user with a very distinct ability once chosen by the constellation. Some may call it a curse, but whatever Caelum writes becomes real, or animated. The degree that this ability is executed depends on the training of the user. Typically given to an earth element, Caelum must find the balance inbetween grounding themselves and keeping control over their abilities and spells.

CONNECTIONS

Filling Mary Njoo’s Polar Opposite Besties.

The Interviewee: Mimi might not be at Polaris for anything journalism-related, but she can’t help who she is at her core. She’s new to this world, curious as all hell, and this person in particular–be it a professor or a student–is knowledgable. They might not want to answer her questions, but Mimi’s persistent enough that they aren’t really going to have a choice. 

i: Mimi likes to play Devil’s Advocate. She’s always liked to get a rise out of people for her own entertainment, and this person likes to bite right back. It’s almost fun for them, and maybe there’s some sexual tension there, but mostly, it’s just fun.

Penned by Ashley ★

[iftherebethornsrp]

                MARY MACDONALD | GRYFFINDOR | SIXTH YEAR | MUGGLEBORN

Snapshot!

● Mary Macdonald will not let “the incident” define her life. Raised in a supportive family, she had never known bullying before entering Hogwarts. Sunday mornings were for pancakes and Sunday afternoons were for playing ball in the park or other fun activities. ● Unlike some students, it was not difficult to convince Mary that magic was real. Even her family seemed to take it at face value. For them, Mary had always been special and this only confirmed it. ● Going to Hogwarts seemed like a dream. Never once had she assumed that there was anything out of the ordinary with her heritage. No one had explained to her what it meant to be muggleborn. Even being sorted into Gryffindor was just fun. To Mary, it was a new team to join and a place to be a team player. It would take a few years before being a Gryffindor truly meant something. ● Although she came to school with little knowledge, she learned quickly. Being a muggleborn was not necessarily a positive thing in the eyes of the student body. It was frowned upon. This became more evident as she began to learn what it meant to be a pureblood. ● Deciding she was going to enjoy her time at school, Mary kept her head down when the purebloods came around, assuming that would be enough to keep her safe. However, even keeping her head down didn’t keep her from being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Never had she engaged with them aggressively. Never had she called them out for being bullies or attempted to get in their ways in the halls. So then, why had she been singled out that day? ● Her emotional scars, however deep, are healing. Perhaps silent, Mary is still strong and learning to overcome. While she still doesn’t like fighting, she does want to defend herself. Her head still stays down, but she keeps her eyes peeled - locking eyes with those she meets in the hall as if to say “I’m watching you and I will know if you try anything.” ● Sometimes her friends treat her with kid gloves. Mary isn’t sure if it annoys her more that they think she needs kid gloves or that she knows she does. Gryffindor doesn’t always seem to fit her personality, at least not in her own eyes. Mary doesn’t find herself very brave, just very steady. She doesn’t find herself daring, but maybe open to trying new things. Perhaps not chivalrous, but she certainly would stay with someone if they needed help. Mary is learning every day how to be what she believes to be a better Gryffindor. ● Perhaps Mary is not meant to be a lion, or so she wonders. Perhaps Mary is just meant to be a lamb.

Page Turner!

Biography optional and up to player (300-1000 words)

Dedications!

Marlene McKinnon: Close friends Remus Lupin: Friend she has asked to tutor her in DADA  Malcolm McKinnon: Good friends despite Marlene’s protests Kaison Mulciber: Afraid of him after his attempt with dark magic Amelia Bones: Concerned for her that the pressure of her parents is too great Aurora Sinistra: Old friends Dorcas Meadowes: Best friend

FC: MADELEINE MANTOCK Status: Open

[alexeiadrae]

Strange Things About the Monarchy in the Slayersverse

I think the big thing that jumps out at me is how unconcerned the monarchs in the Slayersverse are to producing more children, when producing as many children as possible has traditionally been one of the big goals for most monarchs. Especially in an age where infant and child mortality was high even for the wealthy (Queen Anne of England had 17 pregnancies, 12 of them stillbirths, and of the ones that survived, only one lived to be older than 2, and he died in childhood, so she had 17 pregnancies and no heirs that were biological children).

Royal women tended to marry in their teens and were expected to start producing children. If a spouse died, it was expected that the surviving spouse would remarry to further diplomacy and produce more heirs. Yet in the Slayersverse, this does not seem to be as much of a preoccupation. A. Naga is in her 20s, unmarried, and if she is betrothed, it is never mentioned (keep in mind, it was not uncommon to arrange engagements between monarchs in infancy, though often those deals fell apart during the passage of time. Mary Queen of Scots was engaged when she was 6 months old to Edward VI of England, but when that fell through, she was sent to France at the age of 5 to live with her new fiance's family and get used to the ways of the French court. Naturally, she did not marry him at the age of 5, she was 16 when that happened). B. Similarly, Amelia is not married and there is no mention on an engagement, even though she is at least 17 by Revo/Evo. C. The number of children among the royals is small. Naga and Amelia's age gap is rather large, especially considering a royal woman would not nurse her children (Anne Boleyn tried. Henry VIII said no. She didn't press the issue, thus ensuring her head remained attached to her neck for a few more years). Alfred appears to be the only child of Christopher. If Randy has children they are never mentioned. Likely the reason is because HK didn't want to bog the story down with too many characters. Still, looking at other royal families, Martina appears to be an only child, and I can't think of any royal family depicted in the series where there are numerous children. They could be there, but they are absent. D. That Prince Phil never remarried is strange. Given he is set to inherit the throne and given that HK has said that women can't inherit the throne in Saillune (though there appears to be some debate on this), he would be under a lot of pressure to re-marry and father more kids. Though hopefully he wouldn't go all Henry VIII about it. Christopher, also, for all intents and purposes appears to be a widower (either that or women in Saillune really stay out of official business, though Amelia would seem to contradict this). And Martina's father has also never appeared with a queen. Once again, the more likely reason is not to muddy the story with too many characters. Potential Fanon Explanation (not sure how much weight I give any of these): -Perhaps, because of religious or cultural taboos, remarriage after the death of a spouse is forbidden in the Slayersverse, and that extends to the monarchy. -Prince Phil's renowned ugliness means that it is very difficult to find someone who would marry him. OK, seriously, after working for several years with meth addicts who smelled like rotten shrimp and whose teeth were rotting out of their gums and it was physically painful for me to look at them because my teeth would start to ache in response (damn empathy), whose skin was grey, scabbed, and who knows what else, yet they still were pregnant/recently fathered children/sexually active, I've come to believe that there is no level of ugly that someone won't fuck. So the good news for Phil is that if he wants to embark on marriage again, someone somewhere would have him. -Infant and child mortality could be low because of sorcery and may be comparable to what we see in our modern times, especially in a place like Saillune. This would be why there isn't a lot of focus on breeding like rabbits. As Louis VII of France discovered, having a plethora of male heirs reach adulthood becomes a curse as they start to bicker over who gets what and start wars with each other, so they may deliberately limit family size. -At the same time, a high infant/child mortality could also explain why there aren't a lot of royal children. Many don't survive. The problem with this one, though, is that it would make no sense to let the surviving royal children gallivant across the continent without bodyguards and the like. On this note we go into... Privacy! Privacy was damn hard to come upon for royals! In England, they even had an official Groom of the Stool, no, not the type of stool you step on to reach the china you put out of the kids reach, I'm talking excrement stool, basically, this person's job was to assist the king as he took a shit and examine the contents to make sure the king was healthy. And you thought your job sucked! But it was actually a coveted post because you had the kings confidence and trust. For the king of England, though, not even bowel movements were private. Many royals never even slept alone, and this isn't even in the sexual sense. Royal women shared their beds with other noble women, and it was a great honor for a woman to be asked to sleep with the queen. This did happen with the men, though not to the extent it did with the women, but people would not have concluded that a prince who shared a bed with another man was engaging in anything sexual. Sleeping alone is a rather modern invention. Royals were surrounded by people morning, noon and night. Royal women had a group of ladies in waiting to attend them. Men similarly were surrounded by people. So the lack of other nobles surrounding Amelia, Phil, Naga, etc, is strange. That Naga in particular would travel without a companion is strange (you could argue that as Amelia always traveled with other members the Slayers group, with the exception of the one time she went to find Phil, that she had people with her even if they weren't nobles). Possible Fanon Explanations: -It's hard to say, but it's possible that the royal courts in the Slayersverse are at an early stage of evolution, before the varied and strange jobs involving stool collection could be invented. So perhaps they did have privacy in the bathroom at least, and perhaps the role of the ladies in waiting to constantly attend to a royal woman, had not been firmly established yet. I'd briefly created a lady in waiting for Naga but ended up writing her out. Amelia never mentions one, is never seen with one, and given that in the novels we meet her at the Saillune court, if it was expected for the princesses to be attended by one then we should have seen her then. -This one is rather cynical, but a kingdom that grants its royal daughters so much freedom is also at odds with one that would not let them inherit power, though perhaps there is a sinister purpose...them dying in a heroic adventure on the road and paving the way for the next male heir. In the novels, though, Phil does take an active role in trying to keep Amelia out of the action (at one point picking her up and telling her that the battle scene is no place for a little girl), YET he lets her travel with Lina and Gourry under dangerous circumstances. Perhaps the tradition of women traveling on their own for a bit was created for that purpose (though the reasons why were lost to history), and since it's a tradition Phil feels he has to honor it even if he doesn't like it, and the royal daughters, heady with teenage rebellion and itching to get away from court and stretch their wings and, being teenagers, convinced of their invincibility would riot if it was done away with. On a related note, one question I've seen different people take different approaches to is the question of whether or not marriages are arranged. Given that Naga and Amelia do have so much freedom to travel without being under the watchful eye of the court, that tends to confer a degree of sexual freedom to meet potential partners, fall in love, etc, that would wreck problems with the whole arranged marriage thing. At the same time, social pressure can be enough, given as I went to high school with a significant percentage of people who had immigrated from India, and a few (though not the majority) of them had been betrothed in high school and were still expected to travel to go to college and stuff, but they also accepted the arranged marriage because of family pressure. That said, I like the idea of princesses who get to go out and have fun rather than live their lives in a gilded cage at the mercy of their sovereign (and Catherine of Aragon's story drastically shows how those fortunes can rise and fall precipitously, particularly if you had the bad luck to be married to a sociopath). I like that Amelia addressed Phil as "daddy" rather than "My Supreme and Illustrious and Royal Father and King" or whatever (not that royal fathers didn't love their children and their children didn't love them). It may not make much logical sense, but it makes for a good story.

[allurehq-blog]

blood status: pureblood clubs: beater for the ravenclaw quidditch team, duelling club pronouns: he/him sexuality: questioning

BIOGRAPHY

to be written by player

CONNECTIONS

fabian prewett, molly prewett; the only ones. growing up in the prewett household has shaped gideon into the person that he is today - he’s a product of his father’s strength and his mother’s love, combined together into a strong beating heart. during the years that he and fabian were growing up, money was never something that was in excess, hand me down clothes on their backs and hand made gifts under the christmas tree - but despite that, one thing was consistently imparted upon the two of them, and then later molly. from the time that they could earliest remember, the sentiment of family above anything else was around them. his mother reminded them of this always - family is the most important, family is the one thing that will be there through everything, family will be the ones who would always a part of him. gideon took that to heart, knowing exactly what she meant. molly had a spark about her that needs to shine to the rest of the world, and fabian was half of who he was, after all, the two of them sharing everything right down to their dna. gideon had already spent seven minutes without fabian by his side in this world, and he knew that would be the last time that they were apart. the three of them were a team, an unbreakable bond and a love that was deep than the ones shared by most siblings. to gideon, his siblings were his life blood. and though gideon would do just about anything to give molly the world, it’s his bond with fabian that’s impacted him most. - he was the older brother, he was the one who took it upon himself to look after fabian, he was the one by fabian’s side through everything. he’s been an unwavering and unstoppable force of support - but it’s a difficult pill to swallow, for as they get older, gideon has the terrible feeling that fabian might be trying to pull away from him. he can see it more and more everyday, the expressions on fabian’s face and the distance that’s growing between them - even feeling like fabian is keeping things from him. it’s his instinct to hold on tighter, pull his sibling back in closer to him or ask what’s wrong. family is everything, trying to tell himself like his mother would. but instead, gideon just sits and stares at his hands, confused and angry with himself, wondering what he’s done wrong to push them away from him.

amelia bones; the first love. she’d been wandering around the halls in the beginning of his second year, wide eyed with the same confusion and excitement that he’d experienced the year previously. he’d just happened to be behind her out of necessity to get back to the ravenclaw common room, but he soon found himself continuing behind her past the common room and trying to see what she could’ve been looking for. all of the ghosts, she eventually called out to him before pointing out that if he was going to follow her, the least he could do was walk with her and not behind her. she was different than any girl he’d met before - wildly intelligent with fire in her eyes and dreams bigger than hogwarts itself. she had maps of constellations decorating her bedroom and would read his palm over breakfast, telling him what all the different lines meant. it was slow starting, but once gideon fell - he fell hard. all he wanted was to make her smile. he’d get fabian to help him find the best flowers to give to her or he’d write her notes for her to find throughout the day. before holiday break of his sixth year, they’d spent the evening sitting atop the astronomy tower - amelia pointing out the constellations to him as he watched on in adoration. they were each others’ first later that evening, the stars still watching down on them from the window of gideon’s dorm. and one would think that following a momentous occasion such as that, their affections for one another would simply become more cemented. but it seemed to have the opposite effect, things between them growing cold and awkward until they finally called it off. gideon isn’t really sure what happened, or if he even still feels anything for amelia - but they do say that you never get over your first love, right? 

peter pettigrew; the closest ally. it was by chance that he happened to get to know peter. with last names that happened to follow one right after the other in the alphabet, they were usually seated next to one another in classes. and now going into their last year in school, peter remains one of the few constants he has in his life - something that he’s becoming more and more grateful. upon first meeting, and perhaps even through the beginning months of their first year, peter was nervous and quiet and would almost jump out of his skin whenever he tried to approach him. at first, gideon took it personally for a while, wondering if he’d already done or said something wrong - but it became clear soon that maybe it was just who peter was. the last thing gideon wanted to do was make someone nervous or uncomfortable, so he knew he had to change his course of action. he’d make offhand comments or jokes to peter while they were doing their work in an attempt to get a conversation going, he’d always be partners with peter and no one else, he’d take notes for him on the days that he - and oddly enough james and sirius as well - were always falling asleep in the middle of class. eventually, slowly but surely, peter warmed up to him. through the years, they’ve had classes on and off with each other - but they’ve been seated next to each other in all of them. conversations that used to simply revolve around what the essay was supposed to be on or how to do the problem on page seven blossomed into something more substantial. about real life things. about family and friends and plans for the future. about what they enjoyed doing and about things they cared for. about grief, like when peter’s mother died in fifth year, or about heartbreak, like when gideon experienced it for the first time. how ironic it was that the person who used to jump when he spoke was now the first person he looked to when he needed to talk to someone.

mary macdonald; the damsel in distress. saving someone’s life wasn’t exactly something that gideon was planning to cross off his to-do list so early in life, but things tend to never go as planned. he’d been at quidditch practice one afternoon in the spring, going through drills and trying to develop one of the team’s latest plays when he saw her. on the edge of the field behind them, there was someone trying to fly on a broom - and doing so quite terribly, the broom shaking underneath them with every continuing second. and then without warning, the figure was falling. the broom shot off into a different direction as the person began to plummet towards the ground with a terrifying scream. without a second thought, gideon was flying his broom faster than he’d ever remember, reaching mary and grabbing her hand before she could hit the ground. as he guided her back onto her two feet and climbed off of his own broom, she’d thrown herself at him in a heap of tears and thank yous and promises to make it up to him for the rest of her life. he wasn’t expecting anything in return, not listening to her requests as he made sure that she was alright, using the same tenderness in his hands that he always did when it came to bandaging up molly’s skinned knees and elbows. after seeing that she was indeed alright, he simply told her to be careful before going back to rejoin the quidditch practice, as if nothing had just happened. but to mary, it was the exact opposite of nothing. she began seeking him out constantly - finding him in the library or the great hall to give him a extra sweet that she’d snagged from the kitchen or to tell him the latest joke she’d just heard or ask if she could tag along to watch him in dueling club. he didn’t mind - it was nice to have someone to talk to and do things with, especially since now doing anything with amelia was out of the question. 

GIDEON PREWETT IS PORTRAYED BY TREVOR JACKSON, AND HE IS TAKEN BY MEGAN.

[parasitic-psycho-filthy-creature]

Character Information (1)

Creepypasta

- Name: Deathly Lust + - Human Name: Rebecca Marion Smith - Nicknames: Deathly

(Basics)

- Gender: Female - Sexuality: Heterosexual  - Age: 19 - Birthday: March 17, 1998 - Zodiac Sign: Pisces - Nationality: Russian - Saying: “And suddenly, I wasn’t so afraid of the dark.”

(Relationships)

- Esther Cecilia Moore | Mother Esther is an American-Born woman who had conceived Rebecca when when she was twenty five. While dating in high-school, her significant other and his friends had driven out into the woods, only to abandon her as a 'prank'. Alone in the woods, The Slender Man had found her. He had almost killed her before discovering her significant beauty. Taking her back to the mansion, he kept a close eye on her and their relationship grew romantically. When he had discovered Esther was pregnant, he had things arranged so she had a home of her own to go back too, then abandoned her. Soon after, Esther had met Gerald and he helped her through the pregnancy of both Rebecca and Lacy. Esther and Gerald married when Rebecca when eleven and Lacy was three

- The Slenderman | Father + he Slenderman is an alleged paranormal figure purported to have been in existence for centuries, covering a large geographic area. Believers in the Slenderman tie his appearances in with many other legends around the world, including; Fear Dubh (or, The Dark Man) in Scotland, the Dutch Takkenmann (Branch Man), and the German legend of Der Großmann or Der Grosse Mann (the Tall Man).

- Gerald Matthews Smith | Stepfather Gerald had met Esther before Rebecca was born. She was shopping in a local grocery story, and according to him, she looked like a mess. He had helped her find and pay for baby supplies, and eventually he had asked her on a date, telling her he didn't care if she were pregnant or not, that he still found interest in her. And soon, their relationship budded and grew. Rebecca never found an interest to become friends with her step father but since he is Lacy's biological father, she is as attached to him as she is to Esther.

- Lacy Amelia Smith | Sister Lacy is an eleven-year-old girl who enjoys coloring and drawing. She loves watching cartoons, and unlike her older sister, never found an interest in anything dark and mysterious. She tends to cling and tends to act more child-like rather than acting her age.

- Lucifer Hellion | Cousin + Deathly and Lucifer were friends when the two were children. Her mother had befriended his mother coincidentally after Slenderman had left their lives. Sexual Offenderman was still with his mother after the time of his birth and, sensing something about the fetus in Esther's placenta, had encouraged his companion to continue being Esther's friend. Surprisingly, Sexual Offenderman had not raped Lucifer's mother, for she had fallen deeply in love with him such as the way Esther had loved The Slenderman. Aside from that, Lucifer and Deathly were close friends from birth to the time Sexual Offenderman, his father, had taken him back to Zalgo's mansion to live with him. Because she was so young, Deathly had forgotten about Lucifer as she grew up until Sexual Offenderman decided to come back into her life, reintroducing the two and giving them back that cousinly and friendly bond. Unfortunately for the two, romantic feelings had even budded after meeting again.

- Sexual Offenderman | Uncle + A rather tall being who had no face besides a wicked smile. He wore a trench coat, fedora, and long boots. This being had a very unique name; it being "Sexual Offenderman". Offenderman had a habit of giving roses to anybody who caught his interest, and if the rose was accepted then he would then take that person away and have his wicked way with them. Almost every night was filled with multiple people falling into his trap; but there were certain nights where he would spend the entire night, or next few nights, with the same person, it all depended on how much they caught his attention. The day Rebecca had been taken to the mansion by Jeff, Slenderman's brother's had coincidentally decided to come for a visit. That is when the two had finally met after so many years and she became the object of his desire. She had just never known that he was her biological uncle, though he knew all along. When she had found out about them being related, it was after she had gotten him to leave her alone.

- Trenderman | Uncle + Trenderman is the second youngest Slender, right above Splendorman and just below Slenderman. Trenderman's abilities are more in the fashion industry. He has a strong disliking for 'crocs'. His normal everyday wear is a brown sweater vest and brown jeans, or simply a light brown or black suit. He had met Rebecca after her first visit to Zalgo's mansion, and though he isn't too big of a fan on her clothing, he accepts her as his niece, telling her every so often that she's a 'joy to be around' and that they all often 'miss having her at the mansion'. 

- Splendorman | Uncle + Splendorman is the youngest Slender brother, and he definitely enjoys spending time with his niece Rebecca. Most nights when she stays at Zalgo's mansion, he catches her up in her room, weeping or seemingly sad. He will sit with her, telling her that he is there for her, and he is always trying to cheer her up. Splendorman is the fun type; he enjoys making people smile and be happy. Offenderman doesn't like that anyone, especially family members, comes around Rebecca purely out of jealousy, but despite what he does to her, he enjoys seeing her happy as well, so he likes that Splendorman can make her smile.

(Love Interests)

- Jeff The Killer + Jeffery had met Rebecca after he was ordered by Slenderman to kill her. But for him, it was like love at first sight; he couldn't bring himself to kill her. So, against his orders, he brought Rebecca back to the mansion where their romance began to bloom.

- Ticci Toby + It had taken a while for the two to become friends, and another while for the two to realize they had more than friendship-like feelings for each other. But Rebecca still chose Jeff over him, causing Toby heartbreak.

- Lucifer Hellion + After them meeting once again after so many years, their friendly bond had grown into something more romantic. Though she went with the flow, his feelings were conflicted and split into two; "I love her, pull her close", and, "I lover her, but push her away". Lucifer had told her many times that because she was with Jeff and they had a son, he would never dream of taking her away from that because she was happy. He wants her for himself, but her happiness is more important to him than anything else.

(Physical Appearance)

- Hair: Black - Eyes: Black - Skin Tone: Pale - Height: 6 ft. - Weight: 95 lbs. -  Rebecca's appearance is very simple. She likes to wear something flowy, but not baggy or too big. But it's either that, or something skin-tight. She does like showing skin. This young woman has jet-black hair and pale-white skin. Her eyes are as black as her hair and she is very slender. Her height is tall for women, stopping at 6" which is more of a height for males. Unlike her uncles and father, her fingernails are trimmed unless she bites them off; she'd rather have them short and jagged or smooth rather than long.

(Mind)

- Health: + Mind: ✦ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ + Physical:  ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦

- Phobias/Fears: Autophobia

- Attitude(s): Aloof ; Affectionate

(Physical Strength)

- Strength: ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧ ✧  - Speed: ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ - Agility: ✦ ✦ ✦ ✦ ✧

(Personality)

Personality: ✧ Playful ✧ Admirable ✧ Caring ✧ Fickle ✧ Libidinous Likes: ✧ Snow ✧ Sweets ✧ Blood ✧ Myths ✧ Stars Dislikes: ✧ Isolation ✧ Binds ✧ Bright Lights ✧ Bitterness ✧ Silence Hobbies: ✧ N/A Sense of Humor: ✧ Dark / Sexual Quirks: ✧ When focused, she can produce a sort of bubble of electricity around her body that  can expand to a certain point ✧ [Along with the above quirk,] her body becomes shrouded in a light-black colored aura. The lightness/darkness depends on her state of mind ✧ Too forgiving ✧ Telepathy ✧ Mind reading - Favorite Song: Love Me Dead

(Biography)

From a very young age, Esther had to keep Rebecca almost a secret to the world. Her mother feared that she would be bullied or picked on for her unnaturally pigmented skin and eyes, so she and her husband Gerald home-schooled her until she reached the age appropriate for middle school. Though she could understand how to speak and write English, she had a small Russian accent until high school, where she had become accustomed to a more “American Voice”. Esther never spoke of Rebecca's father to anyone, even Gerald, so Gerald did not understand why Esther was so anxious to put her in middle school. But unlike what she thought, Rebecca's school years flew by in a breeze real easily and nicely. It was only upon reaching her freshman year did Rebecca start reading into the Creepypasta's and become fascinated with therm. Because of this, Esther had tried her best to keep her eldest daughter happy while they moved from place to place, ignoring wooded areas. But no matter where they lived, it seemed as though the woods called to Rebecca, and so there she would travel too. From the beginning, she had always had an interest in Jeff the Killer. Her mother had always told her that these 'creatures' were fictional characters, and Rebecca believed that until she had met Jeff the Killer himself. After meeting him, romance began to brew and bud at a quick pace. After discovering that The Slender Man was her father, she accepted him as so, but she never forgave him for abandoning her mother whether he needed to or not.