Post by evelyn amelia strauss on Jul 19, 2013 14:29:19 GMT -7
EVELYN amelia STRAUSS
A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud,
A face like heaven catching lighting in your nightgown,
But back away from the water, babe, you might drown-
The party isn't over tonight
A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud,
A face like heaven catching lighting in your nightgown,
But back away from the water, babe, you might drown-
The party isn't over tonight
GENERAL INFORMATION
Name: Evelyn Amelia Strauss
Age: Seventeen
Birthday: January 19th
Year: 7th
House: Gryffindor
Blood Type: O-
Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Pure
APPEARANCE
Play-By: Jane Levy
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 105 lbs
Hair Colour: Red
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin Colour: Pale
Distinguishing Features: Single ear-piercings, a tattoo of the Deathly Hallows above her left hipbone and a tattoo of a single daisy on the back of her neck (it's typically covered by her hair).
Dressing Style: Evelyn dabbles in all sorts of styles, never sticking to just one. She's a huge fan of heels, since they make her taller, but a pair of beat up sneakers do her just fine as well. She doesn't mind dressing up every once in a while, but she doesn't really tend to make a habit of it. She keeps her jewelry simple, likes to keep her shoulder-length hair down, sometimes held back by a simple barrette or headband. Her make-up varies with her outfit, she doesn't tend to go too over-the-top unless necessary.
PERSONALITY
Personality Description: Evelyn is a very brave, bold person, completely embodying the Gryffindor air. She enjoys fighting for what's right and is very opinionated. Evelyn isn't afraid to fight back if confronted, even if it's in a physical sense. Her sarcastic edge sometimes gets her into trouble. Underneath it all, though, she's a caring, passionate individual and does everything she can to live a happy, successful life, while making those closest to her the happiest that she possibly can.
Likes: protecting those she cares about, being a leader, Potions class, men, daisies, studying magic history, keeping herself grounded in the present
Dislikes: Extreme weather, being silenced, thinking about the future, dwelling on the past, not being able to protect/fight for those she loves, the idea of dying, being grouped with other Purebloods
Strengths: fighting for her believes, public speaking, being a leader, brewing potions, knowing little details about magic history
Weaknesses: Transfiguration, keeping her mouth shut, panic attacks when extremely stressed, can be fairly jealous at times, her temper, fear of the dark, fear of feeling helpless/alone
MAGICAL WORLD
Wand Wood: Willow
Wand Core: Phoenix Feather
Wand Length: 9.2 inches
Pet(s): N/A
Desired Position: N/A
BACKGROUND
Mother: Amelia Rose Strauss [née Hanson] - deceased
Father: Roderick William Strauss - deceased
Sibling(s): N/a
Other Important Family: Amanda Lily Richards [née Roberts] - aunt, 43
Bruce Alexander Richards - uncle, 44
History: Amelia and Roderick met at Hogwarts, both in the Slytherin house. It was love at first sight for the couple, and things couldn't have gone better for them. At 18, they had eloped and began to start a life together. Both worked as Aurors for a long time, having their daughter, Evelyn, when Amelia was 24 and Roderick was 26. Together, they raised their daughter up right. It came as no surprise when their pride and joy began showing signs of magic, and it made them immensely happy. When Evelyn was Sorted into Gryffindor, she became the first in the Strauss family to don the gold and red colors. Amelia and Roderick couldn't have been more proud.
Evelyn went through her years relatively unscathed. She had a few run-ins with bullies, but it wasn't ever a problem for the girl. Things were going incredibly well for her until the summer of her 6th year. Shortly before the Dark Mark sighting, her parents go missing on a top secret mission, only to turn up, dead, the day of the sighting. Everyone counts it as a fluke, that it was an accidental death. The Ministry swears up and down that the mission they had been on had nothing to do with their death. Evelyn doesn't believe it for a second. She's coping with her parents' death as well as she can, and is holding it together on the outside quite well. However, she's developed a severe fear of the dark and the unknown, as well as the idea of thinking about the past or future. She has the occasional panic attack, but no one knows this. Her Aunt Amanda, her mother's older sister, has taken her into her home lovingly.
MUGGLE WORLD
Alias: Meg
RP Experience: 6+ years
RP Sample:The girl had reached a clearing with nothing but a large, dead and gnarled tree standing strongly in the middle. The branches were bare and entangled together, and the large roots were half above ground. At the base of this monstrous tree there was a rather large hole. From the mouth of the hole there was an unearthly glow, a vivid red light being omitted from something down inside. The rabbit stood between Pandora and the tree, watching her intently. Tilting her head to the side slightly, she stepped forward, suddenly very cautious. Something inside her was screaming for her to turn around, to run away as fast as her feet would carry her and leave the strange place behind. There was something dangerous about the way the rabbit was watching her then, something akin to desire and longing, but in a twisted, humanoid sense. Still, there was another part of her that was urging her forward, the curiosity overpowering her natural instincts to flee. Her mother had always said curiosity killed the cat... perhaps it was she who was the cat in this situation...
Before Pandora could take another step forward, a feral snarl came from the hedge above her. Both the rabbit and the girl turned towards the sound, both equally confused. The pair looked just in time to see the abnormally large house cat leaping from the top of the hedge, tackling the rabbit to the ground and pinning it underneath its paws, fangs bared. The rabbit gave a few rather pathetic squeaks, but the cat simply growled some more, a deep and dangerous sound coming from the back of the creature's throat. Pandora stood there, slack-jawed and utterly confused at the turn of events. She was frozen to the spot where she stood, unsure of what to do. Again, she was torn. Did she leave, or did she stay and watch how things would play out?
A sudden, pained yowling split through the air as the cat jumped off the rabbit, limping slightly. Its front right paw was matted with blood, and the rabbit had a red stain on its white fur, up on all fours once more as its eyes glinted. It turned and bolted towards the hole, leaping inside. Pandora was prepared for the rabbit to stay within the hole, but that was not the case. An unearthly roar came from beneath the tree, and Pandora stood, horrified, as the beast clambered from the hole, rabbit atop its back. The white creature hopped to the ground, standing at the base of the tree and watching calmly as the beast rose from the hole in the ground.
The terrifying monster looked like a large mix between a bear and an over-sized lion, with a pushed-in face and massive fangs protruding from its mouth. It was a deep gray in color, with varied rust-colored splotches in the pattern of its long fur. With the ears of a common horse, and a long, gray tail like that of a rat, it truly was the most peculiar thing Pandora had ever laid eyes on. It snarled ferociously as its enormous hooked claws tore at the fresh earth, its beady black eyes looking for prey. However, the beast's teeth and claws seemed to be the least of Pandora's concerns. Its fur was falling out in tufts, and its grayish skin had turned a sickly black in places, with green and purple pockmarks contrasting heavily against the dark backdrop of its skin. Whatever it was, something was seriously wrong with the beast.
Pandora came to the conclusion that she had been an idiot for not running when she'd had the chance.
