Post by belle on Nov 30, 2009 15:54:34 GMT
VASILISABELLESULLIVAN
hello? it's me, belle here, remember? oh, okay. well. i'm 18 and i've been around this roleplay world for about 2 years. i stumbled about here thanks to what happens tomorrow 2.0 with my friend(s) none.
SHE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE
[/color] December 19th
full name vasilisa belle sullivan.
nicknames V, Lisa, Bells, Belle, Bella, & Sullivan
age 17
date of birth
year and house of preference 7th year & any house is fine
bloodline[/color] pure-blood
(I know it's not on here, but I added in her personality any ways)
Vasilisa is pretty headstrong, like normal teens her age, she really isn't one to change who she is for another person nor is she one to anything that's not her way. She tries her best to keep control over all situations of her life and when she can't she feels like she somewhat failed even so she gets what she wants. vasilisa knows right from wrong and what's in her heart so she isn't someone who's easily swayed to the dark side no matter what. She can be very stubborn when it comes to having her way and at times will stop at nothing to get it. But even so she is will full and stubborn she still has a pretty big heart though Vasilisa to let others in on her feeling or deep secrets.
She loves to keep her life private; which includes her past, love life, rivals, family, and anything else which could be possibly used against her later in life. She feels as though a lot of people are just out to get her or just use her because she's pretty or something stupid like that. and if that were to ever happen she would try her hardest to make sure that whatever information someone had found out about her will remain secret or she will try and take matters into her own hands. She's not afraid of consequences either since she knows all about what could happen if she did something stupid and ended up in azkaban, she would just be happy to see her father once more. Vasilisa has a bit of a temper as most could plainly see, though she tries to keep it down as much as she can she finds herself yelling more then she does talking at some points.
She hates it when someone talks about others behind their back, especially if it's her's and she also can't stand overly childish people since they somehow end up making her angry right off the bat. Vasilisa really isn't sure why she's like that or annoyed by such petty things, but she is and she feels as though her father has some small thing to do about that. But looking past the anger issues she can be pretty calm and generally just a fun person to be around really since she does love to spend her time doing whatever seems fun. Vasilisa does tend to have a lot more guy friends then girl friends though since she much rather work on cars then spend her time deciding what to wear. And she definitely knows who to blame for that; her father since before he was sent to azkaban he taught her everything she needed to know about engines and such.
But even so she does like to have at least some girl friends around her every now and again to help her decide a few things like guys and ask for advice and what not.
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE THE LENS
[/color] 5'7".
height
weight[/color] 121lbs.
hair colour[/color] dark brown/black.
eye colour[/color] blue.
skin tone[/color] sun kissed ivory.
Vasilisa was blessed with beautiful wavy black hair which falls at times in tundruls down to the middle of her back. It’s as solf as a summer breeze and flows gracefully in the cold winds of london. Her eyes are the colors of that of the deepest seas and clearest waters. They’re a brilliant shade of blue, which almost mimics the skies themselves; enchanting men and even women with one gaze of them. vasilisa’s skin is an ivory color which goes well with her overall complexion and is never masked with any types of make up other than around her eyes. Her overall apperance is somewhat smoky, making some people think they see a sort of sheer later of mystery around her.
She walks with the complete grace of a dancer and can be seen wearing nothing but the finest of clothes. Vasilisa prefers to wear a dress and heels, though there is the rarw occasion where some will find her in pants an flat heeled shoes though she always does look her best in any types of clothing. She can’t stand to look sloppy in any sort of way, even when dressing comfortably. Vasilisa has a statuesque build and stands at 5’7” without her heels on. Her nose is button shaped and her overall apperance shows the many different accent mixes she has within her.
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SENTENCE ME TO ANOTHER LIFE
[/color] Demetri Sullivan, pure-blood, 45, father, death eater, currently in Azkaban
father
mother[/color] Kira Sullivan, pure-blood, 42, mother, dead
siblings[/color]
Elizaveta Sullivan, pure-blood, 15, sister
Sevastian Sullivan, pure-blood, 13, brother
spouses[/color] none
offspring[/color] Kira Sullivan, half-blood, 4, daughter
other relations[/color] Roslyn D'Lore, pure-blood, 46, aunt (mother's side)
Born December 19, 1991 to a loving couple named Kira and Demetri Sullivan in Moscow, Russia. Demetri worked in the ministry of magic in the department of magical law enforcement as a hit wizard. While Kira was a famous Russian ballet dancer who would take Vasilisa to her shows and practices and at times she would even preform with her mother depending on the story line of the ballet. It wasn't long before her mother later gave birth to her younger sister Elizaveta and later her younger brother Sevastian. Nothing really changed after her two siblings were born. Her father was still working for the ministry of magic and her mother and her were still dancing in ballets together.
Until one day when Vasilisa was up in the attic of their family's summer house she found a box filled with pictures of her distant family. All those from her father's side had the mark of the death eater, yet those on her mother's were all clear of this mark and even seemed a bit more, kind hearted then those of her father's. She was somewhat shocked to find this and later went to ask her father about her findings, but of course he ignored the subject until she ripped his shirt's sleeve to show the mark clearly on his arm. He was very angry with her and even raised his wand to her, threatening to use it against her if she didn't leave his sight at that very moment. Vasilisa later confronted her mother about what happened and Kira later went to go and confront her husband.
It seemed the only problem Kira had had already known about her husband's past and was at easy with it, but having one of her children find out was inexcusable. The two later came to an agreement to burn every last piece of her father's past they could find and did so the night after. About a few months later, the ballet studio where her mother and her practiced at was somehow set on fire, killing her mother and giving her a nasty looking scar on her back. Her and her family were devastated and couldn't even bare to be in Russia any longer, they wanted to move away from their past and move on from their loss as well. The family went to France to try and start over.
The move only made Vasilisa and her father's bod grow stronger and closer since it seemed they spent the most time together working on muggle cars in her father's new auto repair shop. When she turned sixteen and started living on her own, she found a small child living on the streets, she wasn't even four-years-old when she found her, but the sight of her just reminded her of her mother. She wasn't really sure why she took the girl in as her own, raising her like her own daughter, but now she realized it was because the two were really in the same boat. She later learned the girl's family were all killed by a death eater from Russia and the first person who came to mind was her father, who she later tried to confront, but her brother and sister told her a bunch of people from the ministry took him away to Azkaba. It wasn't until after her father's imprisinment that she was later accepted to hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.
She was so thrilled, but upset that she would have to depart with Kira for so long, but she knew the two perfect people to leave her with until she was able to return back to her during each and every chance she could. Vasilisa left her daughter with her mother's sister who came down to live in Paris just a bit after her mother's death as well. She knew her aunt would be the perfect person to trust since she was kinda hearted and just wonderful with kids.
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IF GOD'S THE GAME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING
[/color] yes
is this app done?
A TIGER IS A TIGER NOT A LAMB MEIN HERR[/color] YOU'LL NEVER TURN THE VINEGAR TO JAM MEIN HERR!
roleplay sample
It was two a.m. when Vasilisa knew that it was time to at least try and talk to someone about what was going on for the first and hopefully last time in her life. Slowly she dialed her best friend, Alice, one of the only girls she has ever trusted before, put the phone to her ear and waited for her to pick up. The phone went straight to voice mail as Vasilisa let out a small sigh and awaited for the stupid machine to finish it's message so she could say what she had to say and hang up. Finally the beep went off. "Hey, it's me. Lisa. It's two am, clearly. I need your help to unravel my latest mistake...I don't love him, not like I thought I did. & I have no ideas on how to go about this, please just call me back...God, winter just isn't my season." She quickly hung up the phone and placed it on the window sill.
She could still see David sitting on the curb in front of her house just watching her sitting on the window sill as she was, it was getting kind of creepy. She wasn't sure what to even to at this point, she could try and get him to go away or just sit there and let him watch her from a distance, but he couldn't come inside. Her father would kill both him and her if he knew she had let a boy inside the house after hours, nor would she even want to let David in now. He was like a lost puppy, just watching his owner go about their day inside a nice warm house as he watched and waited for them to let him inside. For some reason Vasilisa found his display of affection to be, well, disgusting though she wasn't sure why.
It was sort of like she just had her own personal stalker and not a boyfriend, not even close to one. David was really just someone who watched her day and night and seemed to never leave her alone even if she asked. He was horrible, even worse then her father when it came to stuff like this; never letting her out of his sight, watching who she talked to, and even beating up guys who held the door for her. Hell, she was surprised her hadn't killed anyone or even burned something down for her just as a declaration of his love. She was thinking about just going to her parent's room and telling her father, but he had so many strikes against him that another one would send him to azkaban or muggle prison.
She could still see David sitting on the curb in front of her house just watching her sitting on the window sill as she was, it was getting kind of creepy. She wasn't sure what to even to at this point, she could try and get him to go away or just sit there and let him watch her from a distance, but he couldn't come inside. Her father would kill both him and her if he knew she had let a boy inside the house after hours, nor would she even want to let David in now. He was like a lost puppy, just watching his owner go about their day inside a nice warm house as he watched and waited for them to let him inside. For some reason Vasilisa found his display of affection to be, well, disgusting though she wasn't sure why.
It was sort of like she just had her own personal stalker and not a boyfriend, not even close to one. David was really just someone who watched her day and night and seemed to never leave her alone even if she asked. He was horrible, even worse then her father when it came to stuff like this; never letting her out of his sight, watching who she talked to, and even beating up guys who held the door for her. Hell, she was surprised her hadn't killed anyone or even burned something down for her just as a declaration of his love. She was thinking about just going to her parent's room and telling her father, but he had so many strikes against him that another one would send him to azkaban or muggle prison.
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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]
