SWANN, darcie maye

[darcie]

DARCIE maye SWANN



Look for the girl with the broken smile
Ask her if she wants to stay awhile
And she will be loved
She will be loved

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: Darcie Maye Swann
Age: 6 years old
Birthday: August 29th 2019
Blood Type: AB+
Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Half-Blood

APPEARANCE

Play-By: Mackenzie Foy
Height: 106cms
Weight: 38lbs
Hair Colour: Light Brown
Eye Colour: Green
Skin Colour: Fair
Distinguishing Features: Darcie's small for her age both in height and weight, due to being extremely undernourished, so she's somewhat tiny/petite, more fragile. She has a scar on the palm of her left hand no bigger than an inch, and also one about 2 inches that spreads along the top of her forehead just below her hairline.
Dressing Style: Tattered, torn. Being on the streets she doesn't have a wide selection of clothes, just the ones she's wearing. Her clothes are covered in dirt, torn, frayed, full of holes. Only reason she can still fit in them and they seem to large for her slight frame is due to how little she's grown over the last year.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits: Quiet, Inquisitive, Sweet, Kind, Loving, Reserved, Nervous, Funny, Optimistic, Scared.
Likes: Cupcakes, Summer, Music, Dogs, Drawing, Dancing, Stories.
Dislikes: The Cold, Most women, Shouting, The dark, her cough, being sick, being hungry
Strengths: Still smiles despite her situation, smart, stealthy, piano.
Weaknesses: Extremely insecure, her health, inability to trust many.

MAGICAL WORLD

Pet(s): N/A

BACKGROUND

Mother: Charlotte Swann, Muggle-born, 31 years old, Housewife, Dead
Father: Eleazar Swann, Pureblood, 43 years old, Auror, Dead.
Sibling(s): Robert Swann, Half-Blood, 13 years old, Student, Dead.
Other Important Family: N/A
History: Darcie's life started out in a loving home, with her parents and big brother. Both her parents were magical and despite their age gap, in love with each other to the extreme almost. They were doting, hard-working parents who worked to give their children everything they possibly could. In fact they were happy with two children and after Darcie was born they made a pact to stop, their little family now complete. It was a warm house-hold.

It was Darcie's mother Charlotte who actually tried to teach both her children how to play the piano. It was a skill little Darcie picked up easily, having picked up her mother's talent obviously, whereas Robert was more interested in Quidditch much to his Father's delight. Darcie's life was pretty much a sheltered one, she was blind to the dangers outside, oblivious to the pain being caused all around her as very well it should have been. After all it was unfair to burden a child so young, childhood innocence was a precious thing in her parents eyes and like with Richard they did all they could to preserve that for her, make her childhood a happy one, full of joy.

It was just that...

Then came the night that changed it all, changed her life forever. It was Christmas Eve and after hearing the muffled sounds of talking, movement etc Darcie had climbed out of bed, full of delight that maybe it was Santa downstairs and she was determined to catch a glimpse. Though the sight that greeted her was anything but that. In fact as she crept half way down the stairs, and peered through the banister a green light blinded her little eyes for a moment, her Mother's screams and her Father's muffled yells brought her focus back and that's when she saw the crumbled body of her brother. The green light blasted through the room again, as one by one her parents were murdered to and all Darcie was aware of by that point was the cruel, heartless laughter of the women in black robes, holding their wands up at her...then pain...all over, crippling, searing...as she was subjected to the Cruciatus curse.

The rest was a blur, she remembered being taken away to the hospital, but that was it. Along the way she sort of became lost in the system and when she left the hospital, because there was no family she ended up on the streets, alone and has been for the last year, her health deteriorating with every passing day...

MUGGLE WORLD

Alias: Nat
RP Experience: 7 - 8 years
RP Sample: Excused