Post by Allison on Jul 24, 2007 14:46:40 GMT -5
Name:
Allison Brianna Fey
Age:
Eleven
Year:
First
Family:
Foster Mother- Alexandra Fey
Foster father- Curtis Fey
Foster Sister/ Best friend- Nikki Fey.
Blood:
Pure
Date of Birth:
October thirtieth
Place of Birth:
Greece
Gender:
Female
Lover:
None
Pet(s):
Female Great horned owl named Ariel, and a Pygmy Puff named Mia.
Wand:
Yew, nine inches, Crushed dragon scale, and slightly on the flexible side.
Broom:
None. She’s terrified of falling from something high.
Inventory:
-Nine sets of clothes
-Everything listed on the list of School Supplies for First Years, along with some of her own books to read.
-A picture album.
-Jewelry.
-Her stuffed dog she received as a baby that she had deemed Old Dog.
Personality:
Allison Brianna Fey, or Bri, has been described as many things. She’s almost always laughing, it’s just what she does. Bri’s hyper half of her time, but that’s expected when you have ADHD. She’ll occasionally pull pranks on people, but only when she’s feeling exceptionally devious. Due to her hyper personality, people generally didn’t talk to Bri very much. The fact that she’s clumsy and will accidentally hurt you because of it usually keeps people away too. However, it didn’t bother Bri at all, far from it. She sometimes even enjoyed watching people who would edge away from her, it was amusing. She had her friends, and she was fine with that. They were better than normal people anyway. All of them were undoubtedly as crazy, if not more so, than Bri. She loved those people to death.
One of the few things that could really get on Bri’s nerves was people always asking her why she didn’t miss her parent, if they died, what happened to them, and things of that sort. In truth, her parent are still alive and well to her knowledge. She only lived with a foster family because her blood parents were smart enough to know they were too young for a child. To her, she is with her family.
Rage was the one emotion she had never experienced. Many people think she is to kind to feel rage, but she isn’t sure. Bri’s going to Hogwarts for the first time this year, and who knows what surprises lie in wait for her there.
Appearance:
Bri naturally had black hair, almost always strait and down. She didn’t have to worry about straitening it with anything, it had always been that way. However natural the black may be, one couldn’t help but notice that the electric blue highlights were quite the opposite. They had been a sort of birthday present from her foster mother last year and Bri was still thanking her to this day.
Bri’s eyes were of average size, and shaped very similar to that of a football(The American football). They were a brilliant emerald color, and were Bri’s favorite part of herself. Despite her personality, her eyes were always examining things, twinkling with wonder and amusement, when she wasn’t laughing too hard to breathe, that is. She looked completely different from the rest of her family, who had almond shaped chocolate eyes with reddish-brown, curly hair. Bri had nothing that could be considered ‘curves’. She’s eleven, so it’s not like people expect it. She’s underweight, but if people call Bri anorexic she laughs. When she nine, her thumb got infected and she didn’t tell anyone, leaving her with an indent on her thumb the dead tissue used to be. She’s double jointed in all her fingers, thumbs included, and her elbows. She’s scared people because of how far back she can bend her fingers.
Picture:
None yet, and there may never be.
House:
Ravenclaw
Referred By:
Um, I don't know. Would clicking the link on Sandra's Gaia page count as her referring me?
Roleplay Sample:
“Bri! Will you please hurry up? I want to get an empty room before we’re forced to sit with some really fat kids!” That was Bri’s foster sister, Nikki, also known as her best friend in the whole world. Normally, she would be lingering with you, but someone had convinced her that if she didn’t get an empty train compartment she’d have to sit with fat kids and end up squished. After standing in the hallway looking at something, even she didn’t know what, for a while longer she sighed, defeated.
“Fine, let’s go.” Bri weren’t as sad as she made it sound, she just loved being dramatic. She blames the ADHD. She got bored of the act after a few minute, and dropped it. There was another few seconds of silence as she continued to follow Nikki quietly. Finally jogging up to walk beside Nikki, Bri asked “Shall we skip?”
Nikki grinned, latched her arm around Bri’s, and answered “We Shall.” With that, the two girls took off, skipping happily, oblivious to everything around them. There wasn’t that much around them anyway, as they got there rather early.
It was several minutes before they finally reach the compartment they liked, the last one, incidentally. They changed into their robes first thing, as it was likely they would have forgotten if they hadn’t. When they sat down it was quiet. Nikki soon broke that silence. “So, Bob, how’s life been for you?” Bri smiled, this train ride was going to be great.
Other:
She was born in Greece, but lives in England. I really am double jointed everywhere Bri is, by the way. I know the roleplay example was kind of weird, I’m not sure if I should’ve done it the way I did or not.
Allison Brianna Fey
Age:
Eleven
Year:
First
Family:
Foster Mother- Alexandra Fey
Foster father- Curtis Fey
Foster Sister/ Best friend- Nikki Fey.
Blood:
Pure
Date of Birth:
October thirtieth
Place of Birth:
Greece
Gender:
Female
Lover:
None
Pet(s):
Female Great horned owl named Ariel, and a Pygmy Puff named Mia.
Wand:
Yew, nine inches, Crushed dragon scale, and slightly on the flexible side.
Broom:
None. She’s terrified of falling from something high.
Inventory:
-Nine sets of clothes
-Everything listed on the list of School Supplies for First Years, along with some of her own books to read.
-A picture album.
-Jewelry.
-Her stuffed dog she received as a baby that she had deemed Old Dog.
Personality:
Allison Brianna Fey, or Bri, has been described as many things. She’s almost always laughing, it’s just what she does. Bri’s hyper half of her time, but that’s expected when you have ADHD. She’ll occasionally pull pranks on people, but only when she’s feeling exceptionally devious. Due to her hyper personality, people generally didn’t talk to Bri very much. The fact that she’s clumsy and will accidentally hurt you because of it usually keeps people away too. However, it didn’t bother Bri at all, far from it. She sometimes even enjoyed watching people who would edge away from her, it was amusing. She had her friends, and she was fine with that. They were better than normal people anyway. All of them were undoubtedly as crazy, if not more so, than Bri. She loved those people to death.
One of the few things that could really get on Bri’s nerves was people always asking her why she didn’t miss her parent, if they died, what happened to them, and things of that sort. In truth, her parent are still alive and well to her knowledge. She only lived with a foster family because her blood parents were smart enough to know they were too young for a child. To her, she is with her family.
Rage was the one emotion she had never experienced. Many people think she is to kind to feel rage, but she isn’t sure. Bri’s going to Hogwarts for the first time this year, and who knows what surprises lie in wait for her there.
Appearance:
Bri naturally had black hair, almost always strait and down. She didn’t have to worry about straitening it with anything, it had always been that way. However natural the black may be, one couldn’t help but notice that the electric blue highlights were quite the opposite. They had been a sort of birthday present from her foster mother last year and Bri was still thanking her to this day.
Bri’s eyes were of average size, and shaped very similar to that of a football(The American football). They were a brilliant emerald color, and were Bri’s favorite part of herself. Despite her personality, her eyes were always examining things, twinkling with wonder and amusement, when she wasn’t laughing too hard to breathe, that is. She looked completely different from the rest of her family, who had almond shaped chocolate eyes with reddish-brown, curly hair. Bri had nothing that could be considered ‘curves’. She’s eleven, so it’s not like people expect it. She’s underweight, but if people call Bri anorexic she laughs. When she nine, her thumb got infected and she didn’t tell anyone, leaving her with an indent on her thumb the dead tissue used to be. She’s double jointed in all her fingers, thumbs included, and her elbows. She’s scared people because of how far back she can bend her fingers.
Picture:
None yet, and there may never be.
House:
Ravenclaw
Referred By:
Um, I don't know. Would clicking the link on Sandra's Gaia page count as her referring me?
Roleplay Sample:
“Bri! Will you please hurry up? I want to get an empty room before we’re forced to sit with some really fat kids!” That was Bri’s foster sister, Nikki, also known as her best friend in the whole world. Normally, she would be lingering with you, but someone had convinced her that if she didn’t get an empty train compartment she’d have to sit with fat kids and end up squished. After standing in the hallway looking at something, even she didn’t know what, for a while longer she sighed, defeated.
“Fine, let’s go.” Bri weren’t as sad as she made it sound, she just loved being dramatic. She blames the ADHD. She got bored of the act after a few minute, and dropped it. There was another few seconds of silence as she continued to follow Nikki quietly. Finally jogging up to walk beside Nikki, Bri asked “Shall we skip?”
Nikki grinned, latched her arm around Bri’s, and answered “We Shall.” With that, the two girls took off, skipping happily, oblivious to everything around them. There wasn’t that much around them anyway, as they got there rather early.
It was several minutes before they finally reach the compartment they liked, the last one, incidentally. They changed into their robes first thing, as it was likely they would have forgotten if they hadn’t. When they sat down it was quiet. Nikki soon broke that silence. “So, Bob, how’s life been for you?” Bri smiled, this train ride was going to be great.
Other:
She was born in Greece, but lives in England. I really am double jointed everywhere Bri is, by the way. I know the roleplay example was kind of weird, I’m not sure if I should’ve done it the way I did or not.
