Post by dominique on Dec 19, 2009 16:35:36 GMT
DOMINIQUEADELEWEASLEY
hello? it's me, elle here, remember? oh, okay. well. i'm sixteen and i've been around this roleplay world for about three years. i stumbled about here thanks to an add on faded destiny with my friend -pfft. i have no friends xD.
SHE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE
[/color] June 17
full name Dominique Adele Weasley
nicknames Dom, Domi, Mini, Weasley
age seventeen
date of birth
year and house of preference seventh and ravenclaw
bloodline[/color] pureblooded, 1/8 veela
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE THE LENS
[/color] five feet, six inches
height
weight[/color] one hundred and nineteen pounds
hair colour[/color] blonde
eye colour[/color] blue
skin tone[/color] pale
play-by[/color] ginta lapina
Dom has pale blonde hair, but who is she to keep it the same all the time. She likes to keep it fresh and changing. It's medium length and wavy- much different from her sister and father. Unlike the trademark Weasley red, Dom was graced with a blond color much like her mothers. Of course she wonders how she would be different with the color red, but she feels blond suits her better. Dom has baby blue eyes, and she loves them. In her opinion they are her best feature. They're bright blue and almost daring in a sense and that daring contradicts her entire being. They're round and fit her face nice and proportionally.
She's five foot six and weighs one hundred and ninteen pounds. Her weight is evenly distributed through her body. She's actually rather tall and lanky if you look at her. She doesn't have big muscles but enough to get by with out being considered weak. She has a small build which basically means she isn't big chested. She isn't sure if she would change that, but as of now she is content with her body. Her face is a normal one. A pair of eyes, a nose, a mouth, you know the norm. It's round as opposed to heart shaped or square. It has a light scatter of freckles, but there is nothing about her face that stands out from the rest.
She's a total laid back kind of girl. She loves the chance to get dressed up but she doesn't overly stress it. She likes fashion, yes, but she's usually just wearing jeans or skirts. She's a total tom-boy when it comes to skirts. She knows that she doesn't have the money to wear whatever she'd like but she doesn't want to anyway. She likes being comfy and laid-back. The look suits her. When she does get dressed up- or tries to look girly, she's usually rocking out a cute dress or skirt. She's a big fan of shoes and accessories though. The one thing she is always wearing is a heart locket from her daddy.
She's also generally a girl that is open about her feelings. She isn't too blunt as she does care what others have to say and for that reason alone she wears her heart on her sleeve. She hardly hides a single thing- unless it's major and she feels she has to.
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SENTENCE ME TO ANOTHER LIFE
[/color] William Weasley
father
mother[/color] Fluer Weasley nee (Delacour)
siblings[/color] Louis Weasley and Victoire Weasley
spouses[/color] pfft. she's single
offspring[/color] not likely
other relations[/color]
Arthur Weasley – grandfather
Molly Weasley – grandmother
Gabrielle Delacour - aunt
Harry Potter – uncle
Ginny Potter-Weasley – aunt
James Potter – cousin
Albus Potter – cousin
Lily Potter – cousin
Charlie Weasley – uncle
Percy Weasley – uncle
Audrey Weasley –aunt
Molly Weasley – cousin
Lucy Weasley – cousin
Fred Weasley – uncle, deceased
George Weasley –uncle
Angeline Weasley – aunt
Fred Weasley –cousin
Roxanne Weasley- cousin
Ron Weasley – uncle
Hermione Weasley –aunt
Rose Weasley –cousin
Hugo Weasley - cousin
Born on a cool, summer afternoon, in June, was the second daughter to Fleur and William Wealsey. Her name was Dominique Adele. She was a beautiful blonde haired girl that cried rather loudly. But she was loved and she was adored, even if she was the middle child for the sibling that followed. When they took her home to the pink colored nursery, the baby seemed at place. She was smooth and content and loved when her parents gave her just the tiniest attention. But her parents have been looking for a male heir, because two years after Dom's birth, Fleur was pregant again.
This time it was a baby boy, and Dom's second sibling. She had only been two and a half when the baby was born and brought home, but even from that point the girl had loved the baby like it was her own. Dominique was constantly told that she would always check in on the crib and run straight to Louis when he was crying. The funny thing is the two actually grew up rather close. The same went for Dom and Vic. The pair, although fought like normal sisters, were rather close. The tea parties and dress up were a must for them. Of course the girls would look after Louis and were obviously polite young children, growing up with a French mother.
Out of the three of them total, Hayley was the quiet and more reserved. She was never the child that ran around the house screaming at the top of her lungs. Yes, the girl threw temper tantrums, but they never exceeded five minutes. She was more of a timid girl and kept to herself. As she grew older though, she became the kind of daughter you wanted. The one that wouldn't go out to parties or hang around with boys. She was a model to her younger brother and always cast in her older sister's shadow. She was a role model even though she hardly wanted to be one. She had to watch everything that she did. She had to do the right thing all the time. It shapped her into a bright young lady but it was hardly fun.
When the girl reached the age of eleven, after coming into her magical ability at seven, she started her journey to Hogwarts. She was the first to arrive, obviously and she made her claim in the Ravenclaw house. She was content there. The group was kind and welcoming and they never strayed from the right path. When her brother arrived the next year, Dom prayed he'd end up with her. He however did not. Louis ended up in Hufflepuff and her older sister had been in Gryffindor. Of course her parents were proud of that, but Dom just wanted her sister and brother with her. She wanted to be around her sister like they had when they were children. Now, with only a single year left to figure out the rest of her life, Dom stands worried and unsure. But one things for certain, it's her year to shine now that her sister isn't the oldest in the school any longer
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IF GOD'S THE GAME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING
[/color] yepp!
is this app done?
A TIGER IS A TIGER NOT A LAMB MEIN HERR[/color]
roleplay sample
Did you ever really know how fast the years go by, until you actually live them and are standing at the end, with no where to do, but forward. It's like when you hit that dead end, you've got to turn back or look for a loop-hole. There was always something pushing you forward and you had no chance, though, to look back, because your future awaited you. It called your name, like the lottery calls a winner, and you have the face the world head on. In life, as Evangeline was coming to realize, there is no loop hole, no chance to go back and change the past, you just did as you could, and hoped for the best. You either had a full out big plan, or nothing at all. Eva was beginning to form one, because she was coming to her end at Hogwarts after the following year and she had no idea what-so-ever on what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.
There were choices taunting at her mind, in which she could go into after she graduated Hogwarts, things that her parents wouldn't even dream of their daughter chasing after. One consisted as a career in writing for a popular paper as a journalist. Another consisted of becoming a healer. A job where anything could, and would, happen. Healing would be a job that she would have to be mentally prepared for all the time. But there was a final option and that was to let life just come to her. Fate was a big thing to a Gryffindor- the idea that what was supposed to happen would happen in time. That's all that Eva hoped for in her life- for Fate to unwind. Of course she wanted fate to come in her favor.
But what did Eva really want when it came to her life later down the road? Evangeline wanted a nice home when she was older, one filled with books and souvenirs from all the places she would travel to. She wanted to wake up happy in the morning because she was going to work at a job she adored. Eva wanted the rest of her house to be decked out in pictures of her family, or her friends, even her pets if she chooses to get any. But most of all, she wanted to come home from work, from that job she loves, to the man she loves. To wrap up this dream in one simple phrase? Eva wants to be happy. That's all, and even if she isn't sure of her career she wants to work on simply making her life worth it. Sure that makes her sound a bit cliche, but it's an idea that's only in her head- something she has yet to share with anyone.
But thoughts likes these rummaged her mind as she wandered the corridors in hopes of clearing her head. Normally she would run through the ground, dodging lights and getting caught. It was both the risk and the exercise that made her do it. She needed to stay in shape for quidditch and what adrenaline junky didn't love the chance of getting caught? but the weather was getting far too cold and Eva didn't want to risk getting sick. So she fell into a patter of her third most favorite thing- skipping out on the homework she always neglected to do to wander the corridors way past curfew.
When she looked up for the corridor floow she realized she hadn't traveled too far. She was in the North Tower. It wasn't a place she went to often, but the view was still beautiful from any height in the castle. However her eyes landed not on the view but on a person- a familiar person. She bit her lip as she moved closer rubbing the sides of her sweater covered arms, to warm them a bit more in the chilly weather. "My, my, my," she said her voice low as the nights whisper, "I didn't expect a 'Puff to be wandering the corridors so late at night." She gave Lucas a coy, joking smirk as she slide to the left side of him.
There were choices taunting at her mind, in which she could go into after she graduated Hogwarts, things that her parents wouldn't even dream of their daughter chasing after. One consisted as a career in writing for a popular paper as a journalist. Another consisted of becoming a healer. A job where anything could, and would, happen. Healing would be a job that she would have to be mentally prepared for all the time. But there was a final option and that was to let life just come to her. Fate was a big thing to a Gryffindor- the idea that what was supposed to happen would happen in time. That's all that Eva hoped for in her life- for Fate to unwind. Of course she wanted fate to come in her favor.
But what did Eva really want when it came to her life later down the road? Evangeline wanted a nice home when she was older, one filled with books and souvenirs from all the places she would travel to. She wanted to wake up happy in the morning because she was going to work at a job she adored. Eva wanted the rest of her house to be decked out in pictures of her family, or her friends, even her pets if she chooses to get any. But most of all, she wanted to come home from work, from that job she loves, to the man she loves. To wrap up this dream in one simple phrase? Eva wants to be happy. That's all, and even if she isn't sure of her career she wants to work on simply making her life worth it. Sure that makes her sound a bit cliche, but it's an idea that's only in her head- something she has yet to share with anyone.
But thoughts likes these rummaged her mind as she wandered the corridors in hopes of clearing her head. Normally she would run through the ground, dodging lights and getting caught. It was both the risk and the exercise that made her do it. She needed to stay in shape for quidditch and what adrenaline junky didn't love the chance of getting caught? but the weather was getting far too cold and Eva didn't want to risk getting sick. So she fell into a patter of her third most favorite thing- skipping out on the homework she always neglected to do to wander the corridors way past curfew.
When she looked up for the corridor floow she realized she hadn't traveled too far. She was in the North Tower. It wasn't a place she went to often, but the view was still beautiful from any height in the castle. However her eyes landed not on the view but on a person- a familiar person. She bit her lip as she moved closer rubbing the sides of her sweater covered arms, to warm them a bit more in the chilly weather. "My, my, my," she said her voice low as the nights whisper, "I didn't expect a 'Puff to be wandering the corridors so late at night." She gave Lucas a coy, joking smirk as she slide to the left side of him.
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turn it off in all my spite
credit to NERDS CAN ROCK for this app :] her
hard work went into it when she should have
been studying! shoosh! xP lyrics to paramore's
new album; brand new eyes![/font]
