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The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:03 am Name: Evangeline Grace
Year: Six House: Ravenclaw Blood Status: Half-blood (also, possibly, partially veela) Wand: 12-and-a-half inches, ebony and veela hair. Powerful but temperamental. Good for hexes. Description: An incurable showoff, Evangeline will do nearly anything to stand out, whether it’s pulling risky stunts on her broomstick or cropping her hair and dying it pink (she was amicably teased with the nickname “Bubblegum” during her final year at Beauxbatons.) She puts little stock in words and expects others to do the same; her insults, though plentiful, are usually delivered good-naturedly and are rarely meant to hurt. She’s also a compulsive liar, and those who’ve known her for any length of time know not to believe everything she says. She rarely deceives people over important things, but won’t hesitate to make up stories (never meant to be taken seriously) about a kid she knew whose nose fell off from sniffing too many mandrake leaves, or a friend of hers who’d ventured into the dreaded teachers’ lounge to find that the professors threw some wild parties when you slipped a little firewhiskey into their pumpkin juice. These ridiculous concoctions are usually ignored by Evangeline’s friends, but she tells them with such a straight face that others may have a hard time determining whether she’s serious. Most people find Evangeline to be entertaining and fun to have around. She seems incapable of taking any situation entirely seriously””in fact, the more grave the situation, the more likely she is to joke about it. She often comes off as being cruel or uncaring, because no issue, however serious, is safe from her poking and teasing, but the truth is that she doesn’t know how else to handle heavy emotions. She’s funniest when she hurts the worst, leading many to believe she doesn’t hurt at all. Evangeline does tend to stand out a little physically. She’s taller than most girls even when she’s barefoot, but that doesn’t stop her from wearing high heels. The tips of her platinum-blonde hair are still a bright pink color, and her eyes are a vivid electric blue. She has classically beautiful features that, for reasons she cannot fathom, attract much more attention than she would usually like, but combats these features with punk clothing and lots of earrings: three piercings in her left ear and five in her right. Despite all this, her friendly, laid-back personality makes it easy for Evangeline to fit in with most groups. She possesses the uncanny ability to make the most guarded person at east within minutes, perhaps because she never stands on ceremony; she is friendly and casual, whether speaking to friends or authority figures. She often uses friendly and funny nicknames when speaking to people, even teachers, and her posture and manner of speaking both tend toward the lazy. Her openness and casual nature do get her in trouble from time to time, but they usually manage to get her back out again. Evangeline is also rather rebellious, though not hostilely so. She doesn’t pull pranks like so many of her fellow students, and she doesn’t look for opportunities to assert her lack of respect for authority””but if she disagrees with something, she’ll simply (and good-naturedly) refuse to comply. Push her enough, and she’ll pull out her wand and hex you with a smile on her face. That’s the difficulty with Evangeline””her moods appear to come in two settings: joking, and ridiculously joking. So it’s unbelievably hard to tell when she’s getting ticked off, as she’ll joke and grin as much as usual… and probably more. The Muggles she hangs out with are, not surprisingly, bikers. She’s been a member of a bike gang for several years now, despite her young age; her skills on a motorcycle verge on the legendary. She also rides a broomstick exceptionally well, and many of her old classmates used to urge her to try out for Quidditch teams, certain that she was easily Seeker material””but Evangeline had no interest in what she called “broomstick gangs.” She still refuses to try out for the school team, despite her obvious skill. Though she doesn’t play team sports, Evangeline doesn’t devote all of her time to her studies, either. If a topic catches her interest, she’ll put effort into it; otherwise, she’s the type to sit in the back of the class and sleep, and still manage to get good grades; she was put into Ravenclaw for a reason, even if she doesn’t look like the typical smart kid. Still, she has her difficulties: Transfiguration requires extra work on her part if she wants to stay with the rest of the class, and she’s all but given up on Care of Magical Creatures. She’s rather good at Charms, though, and Professor Trelawney insists that Evangeline’s got an aura the likes of which she’s never seen… of course, Evangeline regards this as complete stupidity, and feels that excelling in Divination would ruin her reputation. History: Evangeline’s mother, a witch named Claire, died when Evangeline was very young. Her father was heartbroken. Evangeline hardly knew the difference. As she grew older, she learned that there were such things as mothers, and most people had them. She, obviously, did not. And that was that. She couldn’t understand why her father was so obsessed with this notion of “female role models;” she had her Aunt Chrysta, after all, and she was as good a female role model as any. Evangeline’s Aunt Chrysta was the counterbalance to the Muggleness of Evangeline’s father… she taught her neice to ride a broom at the same age that she learned to ride a bicycle. When she fell and hurt herself, her scrapes were treated with a combination of Dittany and Neosporin. Her world was perfectly balanced on the fence between the Wizards and the Muggles, and she was comfortable there… for the time being. There was a large picture that sat always on the mantelpiece, a picture of a lovely woman with long, blonde hair and eyes of the most striking blue, wearing a gown and a beautiful pair of gold-and-sapphire earrings. There was a certain resemblance between this woman, who she supposed must have been her mother, and Aunt Chrysta, but Aunt Chrysta had none of that elegant grace that the woman in the picture had and was therefore not as frighteningly beautiful. It didn’t help that Evangeline’s father spoke of his dead wife as though she had been the very embodiment of perfection; now she was not only intimidating in her beauty, but in her flawlessness as well. It only became a problem when numerous people-- family friends, acquaintances, distant relatives-- began to comment regularly on how closely Evangeline resembled her mother. Until that point, the child had felt no connection to the faultlessly frightening woman in the photograph; now, however, she began to feel that she couldn’t possibly live up to Claire’s beauty and goodness, and she began to fear the very thought of her dead mother (who must, being so perfect, frown upon those less glorious than herself.) By day, Evangeline smiled and politely thanked these people, who seemed to think that they were bestowing a great compliment upon this poor motherless child, and by night she dreamed of sapphire earrings and the horrifying, beautiful angel in the photograph above the mantelpiece. When her father accidentally called her by the wrong name””by her name, the name that had come to hold as many nightmarish connotations as the picture””Evangeline finally rebelled. She was nine years old and scared to death that she was being forced into a mold she couldn’t possibly hope to fit. So instead of going along for the ride, she pushed in the opposite direction. She got her ears pierced. She wore clothes that her mother would never had dared to touch. She watched the bike gangs on the street. After a short time, she’d accumulated six more peircings, a new wardrobe, and enough money and courage to try her own hand at riding a motorbike. When she was young, her magical powers manifested themselves in incredible reflexes and an uncanny ability to make jumps that should have been nearly impossible without killing herself, though she got her fair share of bloodied knees and broken bones. Even these were usually less severe than they should have been. This resulted in an obsession with making higher and higher jumps, pulling more and more dangerous stunts. Brooms weren’t the same; they were meant to go high, and so where was the challenge? Still, she continued to play on broomsticks with her Wizarding friends, who were always up for a game of Quidditch. Her father approved much more of this pastime than her other favorite, as broomsticks were, he believed, less dangerous than motorcycles… and besides, he’d always had a fascination with all things magical. He had hoped that his daughter would embrace the Wizarding world in the same way. But as she grew older, Evangeline grew more like her father and less like her mother, though she couldn’t help looking just like her (nor could she help that her Patronus, like her mother's, took the shape of a large silver stallion.) As she became more open, less refined, and more of a joker, her nightmares slowly began to lessen. She denied her mother's influence on her, doing all she could to distance herself from that ideal beauty. By the time she was invited to attend Beauxbatons when she was eleven, she all but rejected the part of her that was magical, the part of her that she’d been given by her mother. She went grudgingly to school, and enjoyed learning, but always identified more with the Muggle-born students than the pure-bloods and the other half-bloods, and got into trouble for regularly hexing people in the halls if she heard them utter the word “Mudblood.” On the first day of her sixth year at Beauxbatons, she was expelled for hexing her Divination teacher, who made the mistake of telling her that she, like her mother before her, had a very powerful gift for Seeing, and that it was a shame she hadn't been a pureblood, as this might have augmented the gift. When her father found out what had happened, he told her angrily that she was a disgrace and nothing like her mother, and Evangeline laughed and did a good job blinking back the tears, not sure why his words stung quite the way they did. She complied when he decided to ship her off to Hogwarts, and has just arrived, luggage in hand and smile firmly in place, with the hope that being farther away from home will improve her state a little. Miscellaneous: Evangeline's father speaks English, and her Aunt Chrysta speaks French, so she's learned both languages fluently and can switch back and forth with very little accent. The third earring in Evangeline’s left ear is an intricate, dangling sapphire piece. She found it in her mother’s jewelry box when she, unbeknownst to her father, gave in to her dread fascination with her mother and rifled through her old things. The other earring was nowhere to be found, and she didn’t think anyone would notice if she took it from the box. She never removes it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So, yeah. My attempt at reviving a roleplay. >< Taken (almost copy-pasted, in fact) from the previous Evangeline Grace, just because I loved the character so much but wasn't crazy about the roleplay. I was going to make a non-rebel Harry Potter character (GASP!) but since Evangeline's really not much of a conformist, I settled for a non-prankster, instead. And gave her a different history that involved less dying and more issues. |
Digithe Joined: 24 Aug 2003 Posts: 884 | Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 7:04 pm I still love this character. And, rebellious or not, she's not a prankster. Combined with my in-progress character, we might have a balanced assortment of students! Yay!
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| Pengu Joined: 20 Apr 2005 Posts: 1 | Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 4:36 pm :o Earrings. Lots of earrings. <3 |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 8:11 pm Heh, yeah-- she'll probably come back from Christmas break with a few more. XD |
Melia Stahlflugel Joined: 4 Aug 2005 Posts: 613 | Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2007 8:21 pm VAN!! <3 I was reading the thing, and was like... "I recognise her from somewhere..." and then suddenly it hit me xD
Glad to see her- and you- again!! :D Now that I think about it, all our current HP chars are nonconformist xD Mine (Morrighan) and yours are rebel types, and the rest are pranksters xD Stahlflugel is a quiet conformist, though... but I think we need... a LOUD CONFORMIST LOL Oh snap I think a character was just bornnn... |
| The Ace of Spades Joined: 7 May 2006 Posts: 398 | Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 9:07 pm Hm. I was under the mistaken impression that we were beginning from somewhere in the beginning of the schoolyear-- my apologies. ^^; We'll change the end of her history and say she was expelled from Beauxbatons at the end of her fifth year, then.
Heheh, thanks Amelia! I missed Van. And since she never did much in Bleach and was such a ridiculously fun character, I decided to bring her back. ^___^ |
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