Post by apple on Aug 29, 2010 3:48:39 GMT -5
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
[/font]I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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NICOLETTE LYNN MONTAGUE[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Nicole, Nick Lyn (family only)
AGE: sixteen
D.O.B.: December 24th 2005
ALLEGIANCE: Undecided
HOUSE: Slytherin
WAND TYPE: Oak, phoenix feather, ten ¾ inches
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: brown
HEIGHT: 5’5”
WEIGHT: 120lbs
BODY TYPE: slender, some muscle here and there
VOICE: sort of high, but not annoying and ear killing, she also has a very musical voice, a melody is hinted when she talks.
PERSONAL STYLE: So Nicole likes to dress with an edge, or maybe something to make her stand out. Her clothes are very expensive and clean. She folds them and hangs them, so she always looks good. Sometimes she’ll experiment with her clothing, but not all the time.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Nicolette actually looks like a mix of both her parents. She has her mother’s eyes and hair but then she has her father’s nose and chin with her mother’s lips. She is very confident about her appearance, she walks with a purpose and it shows. It also shows that she has money, she likes to show off and try to make herself look good. She does her hair most of the time, always something different and her makeup is always simple and natural looking unless she plays up that rebel, edgy look.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: Muggles. Overly-sweet. Working. Rules. Guildlines. Secrets. Sleeping. Meat. History. Stillness. Silence. Competition. Jerks. DADA. Girls. Pink. Riddles. Beating around the bush. Cats. Candy (except dark chocolate).
GOALS: To always be happy and never regret her actions.
BOGGART: Vampires or Blood, mainly blood.
PATRONUS: Her father actually took time off of work one morning and took Nicole to her very first quidditch game. At first Nicole was a bit on edge. She wasn’t fond of crowds and well she wasn’t interested in sports, she wanted to do her hair and nails and play with her dolls, she was about nine. But the thought of being with daddy for once kept her complaining to the minium. At the end of the day she was closer to her dad, more of a tom boy and obsessed with quidditch.
DEMENTOR: She saw her father practice the torturing curse on the next door neighbor’s cat. It wasn’t the fact she witnessed an unforgivable curse, or that her dad used it. And honestly she didn’t care much for the cat. But what scared her was the rage her father was in before it changed to pleasantness, and even Nicole knew that wasn’t exactly a good sign.
AMORENTIA: roses, cinnamon, fire, moss
BASIC PERSONALITY: Confident. Stubborn. Blunt. Impatient. Pushy. Flirty. Caring. Brave. Independent. Cunning.
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Rose Michelle Zeller, 36, Healer
BROTHER(S): None
SISTER(S): None
OTHER: None
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
HOMETOWN: London, Britain
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY: Nicole was born into a high pureblood family. She was brought to this world on the eve of Christmas, a completely late birth. She was supposed to be born about a week earlier, but the time didn’t come until that earlier morning. It was all panic until the girl was born. Her mother couldn’t believe it, she was the perfect gift. Her father thought the same, but he wasn’t as showing. After that, well her parents never tried for another kid, they wanted just one, boy or girl. It didn’t matter, plus with the lives they set for themselves, only one kid was already too much. Even though it was traditional for the woman to stay at home with the children and take care of them, except Rose Zeller was always the one to change tradition. So she worked as well but only at night when her husband was home from practice.
But enough about the parents. Nicole basically grew up as a spoiled pureblood brat. She was given everything she wanted and was praised by her parents. She started off as a girl wanting nothing but new clothes and dolls and her days consisted of new hair dues, fresh painted nails, dress up and reading here and there. It was all she really cared about. Her mother was with her during the day teaching her these things before her father would come home and educate her in reading or anything he thought was needed. It wasn’t until she was at the ripe age of ten, her father was given a day off and gained a couple of tickets to a friend’s quidditch game. He thought it was the perfect opportunity to expose his daughter to another one of his loves. At first the girl was a bit pissed off. She was in the middle of a vocal lesson, but she warmed up to what was going on. She left the game with a new love in sports and a closer relationship with her father.
It was a year later when she found her father, in the backyard, with a wand (get it?) and a catting looking like it was screaming, but no sound was coming from it. Her father was so mad, she didn’t get it. But the rage was sent through his wand before satisfication showed on his face. It put so much fear in herself that hurting a living creature could give him so much pleasure, she was about eleven and knew there was something wrong with that. But she didn’t get much time to react because soon came her letter for school. She never showed any signs of magic, but she was pure, there was no doubt she was a witch and apparently her parents had nothing to fear.
She was quickly sorted into Slytherin, it didn’t take the hat long to figure that out. Then began her reign. She quickly shot up in popularity in her house. Her family was as well-known as the Zabinis and the Malfoys. Plus it didn’t help that she got along with everyone in her house and showed leadership. She found a talent in charms (more like curses and jinxes). Her other classes weren’t that far behind in her talent, except for a few classes that didn’t do much physical work but more paper work, didn’t mix well with the girl. She never joined quidditch, but went to every game. It wasn’t until her third year when she showed a change from tomboy to the edgy rebel like. She had her mother’s fearless attitude which just influence her actions and the way she took to people. She loved everyone but trusted no one. It was what got her to now, entering her sixth year.
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: five-seven years
HOW YOU FOUND US: clicking on random sites
OTHER CHARACTERS: not yet.
RP SAMPLE:
It was those drums. The ones she saw in the parade for New Years. At that time she didn’t really care about them, but once she began writing a new song, she knew they had the perfect sound for the background and the beginning. She had woken up this morning with that thought. The brunette kept hearing them in her head along with a piano before a guitar entered. She spent fifteen minutes trying to figure out what instrument was in her head, she was finally up and ready for her day. She wanted a recording of each note, or a drum for herself which would soon be landed in her studio home in the closet waiting to play for some other song. Summer had many of those instruments wanting to be played but not quite getting their exercise. It was then she pushed off her comforter and walked over to the closet that held, not those noise makers, but actually her clothes. She ran her hands through the materials before her eyes landed on a heap of clothes covered in oil. She smiled and found a pair of jeans. She then grabbed a red shirt and some black leather heels before she grabbed her keys, hat, and bag.
Down stairs and to the left in a small parking space was her Ford Mustang that she had took the liberaty of fixing, so far she switched the motor, fixed the brakes, adjusted a few things, and she was purring like a cat. She dragged her hand across the red fading chipped paint before she actually opened the door and turned on the car. Soon she was off onto the road. Her destination was China Town, a place where she had seen those lovely drums. Summer turned up the stereo and moved as much as she could while she drove. The girl was in a happy mood, she was getting somewhere with this song finally and well it was her day off from the repair shop. She turned a corner and found a parking spot near a restaurant. The smell was intoxicating. Her teeth bit her lip as she looked at the place and then at her purse. Score! she remembered her wallet, which meant cash. She grinned and got out; a quick stop wouldn’t hurt, right?
Wrong! She was barely on the side walk when she ran into someone. It wasn’t that bad, she didn’t get hurt in the collision it was just the landing that got her. The contact was enough to catch off guard and unblanace the girl enough to fall back onto the grimy concert. She scrunch her nose when her hand landed on something sticky and then changed to surpise. She was not expecting an apology like that. “As lovely as that sounds, I’ll have to pass.” She laughed and took the offered help. Now Summer was happy she wore her work jeans, it was perfect for getting dirty. She wiped her hand on her jeans before she took a wipe the was offered outside the door, Chinese people wear very interesting. She moved the cloth around her hands before she looked up at the guy who manage to land her on ground. She gave him a small smile. “So, this is a normal thing? Knocking people over and then offering sex?” that was a funny thought if it was a continuous thing. “You have a very peculiar life then.” She laughed and looked around before her attention was back on the food.
Chow mein and sweet and sour chicken sounded lovely. She looked at the guy. “You can make it up to me by being my company for lunch.” She nodded before she went around him and wiped off her bag and threw the wipe away. Summer was a very out going girl since she was young. She invited everyone to everything and just upped and introduced to herself to complete strangers. The present time was just another repeat of her past. But it was just company, she was planning to buy her own lunch, “I’ll even pay for you since it’s my fault, partially.” She shrugged before grabbing a take home menu and looking through it. Maybe she would even get to entrees and chop sticks. She wanted chop sticks. She loved the invention of those things, even though she didn’t really know the history behind it, she just liked the utencil. She dragged her finger down the paper before looking up at him, “Do you know what’s good here?” she then looked back down at the menu in her hand.
Down stairs and to the left in a small parking space was her Ford Mustang that she had took the liberaty of fixing, so far she switched the motor, fixed the brakes, adjusted a few things, and she was purring like a cat. She dragged her hand across the red fading chipped paint before she actually opened the door and turned on the car. Soon she was off onto the road. Her destination was China Town, a place where she had seen those lovely drums. Summer turned up the stereo and moved as much as she could while she drove. The girl was in a happy mood, she was getting somewhere with this song finally and well it was her day off from the repair shop. She turned a corner and found a parking spot near a restaurant. The smell was intoxicating. Her teeth bit her lip as she looked at the place and then at her purse. Score! she remembered her wallet, which meant cash. She grinned and got out; a quick stop wouldn’t hurt, right?
Wrong! She was barely on the side walk when she ran into someone. It wasn’t that bad, she didn’t get hurt in the collision it was just the landing that got her. The contact was enough to catch off guard and unblanace the girl enough to fall back onto the grimy concert. She scrunch her nose when her hand landed on something sticky and then changed to surpise. She was not expecting an apology like that. “As lovely as that sounds, I’ll have to pass.” She laughed and took the offered help. Now Summer was happy she wore her work jeans, it was perfect for getting dirty. She wiped her hand on her jeans before she took a wipe the was offered outside the door, Chinese people wear very interesting. She moved the cloth around her hands before she looked up at the guy who manage to land her on ground. She gave him a small smile. “So, this is a normal thing? Knocking people over and then offering sex?” that was a funny thought if it was a continuous thing. “You have a very peculiar life then.” She laughed and looked around before her attention was back on the food.
Chow mein and sweet and sour chicken sounded lovely. She looked at the guy. “You can make it up to me by being my company for lunch.” She nodded before she went around him and wiped off her bag and threw the wipe away. Summer was a very out going girl since she was young. She invited everyone to everything and just upped and introduced to herself to complete strangers. The present time was just another repeat of her past. But it was just company, she was planning to buy her own lunch, “I’ll even pay for you since it’s my fault, partially.” She shrugged before grabbing a take home menu and looking through it. Maybe she would even get to entrees and chop sticks. She wanted chop sticks. She loved the invention of those things, even though she didn’t really know the history behind it, she just liked the utencil. She dragged her finger down the paper before looking up at him, “Do you know what’s good here?” she then looked back down at the menu in her hand.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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COLOURS ARE PERMITTED, BUT DO NOT CHANGE LYRICS ("USE SOMEBODY"
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