Post by briar kalina krum on Feb 10, 2013 15:57:29 GMT -5
BRIARKALINAKRUM
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NAME: Briar Kalina Krum
AGE: sixteen
HOUSE: Slytherin
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
WAND: twelve inches. unicorn hair. elm wood.------------------------------------------------------------------
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PLAY-BY: Lucy Hale
GENERAL APPEARANCE: Briar has her mothers small build but is naturally strong with hidden muscle, which is how she tricks people on opposing Quidditch teams. Briar has her fathers hair and eyes but her other dainty features come purely from her mother, if she had to pick a favourite feature on her face though she would pick her lips as she can get people to do what she wants when she pouts at them.------------------------------------------------------------------
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LIKES: Sex. Boys. Her brother((secretly of course)). Getting her own way. Having money. Drinking. Smoking. Quidditch. France. Learning new things.
DISLIKES: Being told what to do. Bad grades. Getting sick. Hangovers. Early mornings. Her parents.
GOALS: Become a professional Quidditch player. Move away from her parents.
FEARS: That her whole life has been a lie. Ending up like her parents, in a loveless child filled marriage.
PERSONALITY: Briar is a spoiled little rich kid and pretty much the complete opposite to her brother. She likes to be in charge and can often be seen as very bossy towards other students. For a Slytherin she is also very anal about getting good grades and is always determined to be the best she can be in everything, even with Quidditch and her brother. She is also very competitive.
She is also very jealous of her brother and the attention that he gets from her parents about Quidditch, secretly it is one of the only reasons she took up Quidditch, to out do her own brother. So at the end of the day she is a typical Slytherin, who also happens to have a habit with sleeping around. She has pretty much slept with most of the guys in her own year and has even started on the fifth and Seventh years, she just loves sex and finds it quite addicting once she's started...------------------------------------------------------------------
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CLOSE FAMILY: Viktor krum. Genevive Leclaire and Victor Krum ii
HISTORY:She was born Briar Kalina Krum on the 14th February, Which normally would be a very romantic thing to happen for a married couple. But of course Viktor and Genevive were different. They dated and married for publicity and have never really loved each other at all. When Briar was two Viktor took some time away from Quidditch to be with his family although the rumour mill says that it was to improve his social status.
The Krum's were never in one place for too long as their mother had a habit of uprooting them and moving them between France, Bulgaria and England. For a few years they managed to stay in a stable home but when Briar was four Viktor left again and started touring europe with the Bulgarian national team.
Briar has always spent more time with her mother, which caused some of her mothers nasty habits to start rubbing off on her. The older she got the more like her mother she became and the further down she fell. The final straw for Briar was when she was eight and her brother was nine and he got to go on tour with their father. Briar would have given anything to be there and to experience the thrill of Quidditch but she hadn't even been allowed to try and ride a broom yet, according to her mother she was supposed to be a lady and young ladies didn't ride brooms.
It was shortly after her brother headed off to Hogwarts and briar was sat alone in her room one day when she happened upon an idea, she knew that her father kept one of his old brooms in the downstairs cupboard. While her mother wasn't watching she snook it out and headed down to one of the fields that surrounded her house . She'd never even sat on a broom before so this experience was totally new but she'd seen her mother and father plenty of times. That was the day that she decided that she wanted to play Quidditch, she loved it that much that she stole the broom and packed it in her chest when she went off to Hogwarts herself.
She was sorted into Slytherin which really wasn't a surprise at all. She spent her first year getting used to the classes but after that it she felt more of a need to social climb. She has spent the past five years getting involved in all of the wrong crowds and has a bit of a reputation for being a bad girl. She drinks, smokes and sleeps around and seems to be falling down into a dark spiral that she's struggling to control.------------------------------------------------------------------
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ALIAS: Naomi
AGE: Twenty
TIMEZONE: gmt
EXPERIENCE: almost 10 years
OTHER CHARRIES:full name, age, house
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:The black lake had never really been somewhere that Nova had ever really hung out over the years, but after the attack she found herself coming here more and more. She'd been here a few times with Florean and it seemed to help her feel closer with him to come here . She reached her hand into her bag and was met with the warmness of Florean's baskerville blanket, something that he'd left laying around the common room, she wanted to remember him as he was and not how she saw him die. In her bag Nova also had thirteen tea light candles, some insence and some flower petals, she'd decided to do something nice to say goodbye to those that had died.
Nova looked tired, it was easy for anyone to see that she hadn't been sleeping very well at all and the once shy mannered girl was falling apart at the seams. Florean had been special to her, her best friend since she started at Hogwarts, he'd always been there for her and now he was gone. She could still remember the attack like it had just happened and the memory of Florean falling was etched into her mind.
They'd been fooling around and almost seperated themselves from the group and Nova had heard screaming, not fun screams but painful and scared screams. They ran to catch up with their group and carnage had already started, by time they arrived there were already five dead. She suddenly felt herself shoved onto the floor and she looked up to see Florean falling, she could hear someone screaming and took her a few moments to realise that she had been the one screaming and suddenly she fell silent. She'd been there with him when he died and she'd still not brought herself to tell him that she loved him, waiting till she closed his eyes and knew he was gone before uttering the words.
It was then that she realised she'd stopped walking and her knees were shaking and threatening to fold beneath her, she put her hand on a tree to support herself while she tried to compose herself. After several moments she opened her eyes and continued to walk down towards the spot, it was then that she spotted Phoenix Turner. As she got closer she could hear him muttering in Hebrew and was unsure as to weither she should interupt him or not. "Hi Nix..." she mumbled. She wasn't prepared for Nix's outburst and felt herself welling up. "I uhm... I'm sorry" she muttered and looked down, feeling a tear fall down her cheek.