Post by Bellamy Jones on Jul 28, 2007 18:39:57 GMT -5
About You.
Name: Misha
Age: 18
Contact Info: PM
Your Character
Canon or Original: Original
Name: Bellamy Jones
Age: 17
Are you from the past or future?: Past.
Wand: 11" Willow, Hypogriff talon core.
Blood Status: Half Blood.
House or former house: Hufflepuff.
Alliance (De or Order) : Order
Employment (If acceptable) : None yet.
Other Information
Appearance : In all honesty, the girl isn’t of super model standard, but she’s certainly no ugly duckling. She has a face that’s sweet, and delicate. Kind, and approachable. A smile that’s inviting and not scrutinizing in any way. Bellamy’s face is just well rounded, she has quite youthful looks and most people argue that she doesn’t look her age at all. Her tiny height makes her out to be like some sort of little tiny, second year. An observation that Bellamy finds deeply offensive indeed. Teenage girls pride themselves on being able to look older than they really are after all. The girl is very petite, she’s not only small in height but just about every other aspect of her physique. A small, delicate waist line that some argue is a little too thin. Small legs, thin ankles, and slender, thin arms. The girl is in no way ill of course, she eats what she wants when she wants. She’s just blessed with that kind of figure. Fast metabolism. Or so she argues anyway.
For her face, she is reminiscent of some pretty maid. She has a well rounded, curvaceous face with smoother cheek bones and jaw line. Her features aren’t sharp and all seem to flow into one another rather than there being anything prominent about her face. A small button nose is the central feature of her face, it slopes and rounds on the end, without any sort of sharp point or turned up like a snout. No, Bellamy’s nose is quite plain. It offers no offence to her face, and just contributes to the plain features she has. Bellamy has somewhat thicker lips, usually glossy and coated in some kind of strawberry lip balm on them. Adding to a fragrance that can only be associated with her. It’s almost like her own individual scent. The scent of melodramatic strawberry. Again, Bellamy sports no cupid’s bow on her lips, no prominent lips, no sharp corners just smooth and curvy full lips. Adding to this, kind, and warm smile she has.
Bellamy’s hair is extremely long, in fact she’s almost proud of the fact. She usually mentions to her friends that she hasn’t had it cut since before she was ten. It’s done six or more years of growing and has become thick and glossy, reaching (rather impressively) to the small of her back. It glides over her shoulders, she does little with it. For the most part, Bellamy's hair straight and at the roots it remains just so. However, upon inspecting it more clearly, it’s obvious that towards the end it starts to twist and turn into waves and ringlets. It dangles over her shoulders, draped somewhat like a sunny gold sheet over her shoulders. Bellamy has dirty blonde hair in average light, but the second she steps into any intense sunlight it seems to come to life. The sun enriches the colour and makes it appear as though it is strings of gold woven together into a silky covering. Bellamy’s favourite aspect of herself, if she had to choose one would be her hair. Not because she spends hours and hours fixing it, but because she just likes that it’s so long and thick. It gleams impressively, and this is probably the only feature Bellamy has she feels she could brag about to others.
personality: Bellamy is a somewhat…wet lettuce sort of girl. A pleasant and kind young lady, she cares very much that’s she’s pleasing the people around her. Bellamy’s just quite average, dull almost, I said almost. The young lady has a delicate sense of humour, she’s almost a little prudish at times. She won’t laugh at innuendo. She won’t laugh at someone farting, but she’ll laugh hysterically at someone who proves a genuine wit to her. Being a very intelligent young lady herself, she enjoys the company of those that are of a similar intelligence level. Bellamy has a bit of a strange penchant for Slytherins for this very reason. They’re so clever and sly and she always finds herself admiring intelligence. She’s almost drawn to them. Secretly, Bellamy wishes, behind closed doors that she was a Slytherin herself. There’s something about their dangerous, and snooty nature that attracts her to them. She was brought up to be a good girl, and breaking out of the chains and disregarding the rules for once seems like an opportunity that’s far too tempting to pass up. She has this rather odd preoccupation with danger and adrenaline rushes. Since she’s been taught to be such a restrained character for most of her life, in her later years at school she has been associating with people outside of her own house. This is so she can have a taste of this thrill seeking lifestyle that she longs for herself.
Another aspect to Bellamy is a sense of insecurity that she has. She has little confidence in herself, and she needs people to be there reassuring her that she’s a nice girl, or that she’s pretty. Since she’s a little dull (or thinks she is anyway), she’s never really had too high an opinion of herself. So she gets all giggly, and flushed when a guy tells her she’s pretty, or that she makes him laugh. In this respect, Bellamy is very open for manipulation. She may aswell go around with a sign hanging around her neck saying: ‘destroy my psyche, please’. Bellamy has no concept of thinking people are bad, she thinks good of everyone, and so she’s often very crushed when she eventually discoverers the people she thinks are her friends aren’t really her friends at all. She’s had a few failed relationships because of this, and she can attach herself to boys too easily. Bellamy has a history of dating some Slytherins in her earlier years. The thing she didn’t know, is that they were laughing behind her back and using her for some silly pre-teen status thing.
Bellamy can never spot when she’s befriended a bad egg. She won’t listen to anyone, her word is final and she won’t be told ever that she’s wrong. This is another problem with her. Bellamy is very one track minded, when she wants something, she will persue it relentlessly in order to get what she wants. She won’t be told she’s wrong, and she’ll argue black is white until the sun rises if you want to challenge her. Her stubbornness is irreparable. Bellamy doesn’t have a bad temper, in fact she’s always quite pleasantly quiet, or giggling or something annoying like that. So this stubbornness in her, is something that only few have seen. It takes a lot to push her to get argumentative. It’s usually over friends, or boyfriends and usually with her mom that this occurs. She still won’t listen though, and her lack of compromise has lead her to make some huge blunders in the past.
Finally, Bellamy is a crowd pleaser by nature. That’s right, she would run into the Forbidden Forest in her underwear if it meant it would please the people around her. She can be talked into anything, if she encounters a smooth talker that’s a good actor. Bellamy will do whatever it takes, to keep her friends around. Being somewhat insecure, and also wanting to make her friends feel good about themselves also, means that she’s willing to do some pretty bizarre things in order to make them happy. She would sing, in the middle of class, dance around in the courtyard. Whatever it is, she’d do it, with enough encouragement from her friends. Bellamy is also hopelessly romantic. Bellamy is often seen with her nose shoved in some girly, romance novel. Usually the Shakespearean tragedies. Her favourite, of course, being Romeo and Juliet. She absolute adores it. If a boy with a pretty face strolls along into the picture. That’s it. She’s weak kneed and woozy all in the space of a second.
one word to describe the Character: Amiable
likes and dislikes:
Likes
Boys.
Clothes.
Listening.
Talking.
Family.
Drawing.
Dislikes
Gossip.
Headaches.
Stress.
Being laughed at.
Being talked about.
strengths:
Rather sociable
Good intentions
Amiable
Polite
weaknesses:
Naive
Poor attention Span
Bored easily
History: Born on the 18th of May, in Canterbury was Bellamy Jones. She had been describe as a healthy baby, with a melodic giggle. That’s what the doctor had said about her when she emerged into the world, and opened her eyes for the first time. Green eyes. Green eyes like her mom, sunny golden locks like her mom too. In fact, there was little of her features that Bellamy shared with her father. The only thing that she had ever been able to pick out, was the button nose. Bellamy’s mother, Maggie, constantly commented on it. She told Bellamy that it was what won her over to marry Johnston in the first place. That cute little nose. Bellamy would always respond with a wrinkle of that button nose of hers, stick her tongue out, and make some sort of disgusted grunt in response. Mom’s and Dad’s were definitely not cute. Not in her books at least. Little Bellamy spent the first seven years of her life in complete tranquillity. Not many other girls her age could boast that their father was a wizard. Of course, Bellamy didn’t really understand the full extent of what that meant. She usually just giggled, at the thought of her father in a pointy hat covered in silvery stars. The fact that he had magical powers, and a role in the magical world just hadn’t seemed to be a factor at all. Not for their family. Not yet. Bellamy spent her days of summer, playing pretend in the back garden with her mother. She spent a lot of time with her mother in fact. Her father, Johnston seemed to be away on trips, frequently. She never really saw much of him, and a void soon formed between Johnston Jones and his little girl Bellamy. Whenever he did return home, Bellamy would often be shy, and hide behind her mother. He was practically a stranger to her.
The following years brought Bellamy a brother, Edward. This new little brother wasn’t really introduced to the family on good terms. Maggie had been desperate to try and make the family work. Fit it back together in fact. Try and repair past mistakes that lead to the distance. There was no violence, there was no shouting, there was just absolutely no spark at all. The two parents rarely talked to one another, they would sit in opposite ends of the house and it was as if they might aswell stay apart. Conversation seemed to dwindle, to the point of being like a dried up well. Conversation was only ever awkward, and brief. Rare as it happened. Bellamy became confused by this. Confused by the fact that their family never spoke to one another, why did they never go on outings?. Why did they never sit and eat dinner together, like normal families?. What was going on?. Being only ten years old at this point, these questions seemed to overwhelm her, but never really inspired to her ask them. She couldn’t bring herself to. Even as a child though. She could sense what would happen next in her life, was inevitable.
Finally, that same year, the two tried to explain as gently as possible to their children that they were no longer able to remain together. The move that followed was quite devastating to Bellamy. It affected her deeply in later years, adding to her severe insecurities as a teenager. Edward, her little brother was taken away to the magical world, to live with his father. Whilst Bellamy remained in muggle territory with her mother. The family was split, and it was the following year or so later that Bellamy had to go away to Hogwarts. She felt awkward, and a little lost thinking that she had a brother there somewhere that she hardly ever saw, and the distance was becoming a little rough to cope with. Finally, the well meaning Bellamy fell into a group of friends not belonging to her own house that lead her down a road she really ought to not go. Her grades slipped without her realising it, and she was starting to become involved in activities that really ought not to be. Skipping classes, vandalism, and visiting areas of campus that were forbidden. In current years, Bellamy’s behaviour hasn’t really picked up much.
Finishing up
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member title: [N a u s e a]
celebrity representative: Mischa Barton
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Name: Misha
Age: 18
Contact Info: PM
Your Character
Canon or Original: Original
Name: Bellamy Jones
Age: 17
Are you from the past or future?: Past.
Wand: 11" Willow, Hypogriff talon core.
Blood Status: Half Blood.
House or former house: Hufflepuff.
Alliance (De or Order) : Order
Employment (If acceptable) : None yet.
Other Information
Appearance : In all honesty, the girl isn’t of super model standard, but she’s certainly no ugly duckling. She has a face that’s sweet, and delicate. Kind, and approachable. A smile that’s inviting and not scrutinizing in any way. Bellamy’s face is just well rounded, she has quite youthful looks and most people argue that she doesn’t look her age at all. Her tiny height makes her out to be like some sort of little tiny, second year. An observation that Bellamy finds deeply offensive indeed. Teenage girls pride themselves on being able to look older than they really are after all. The girl is very petite, she’s not only small in height but just about every other aspect of her physique. A small, delicate waist line that some argue is a little too thin. Small legs, thin ankles, and slender, thin arms. The girl is in no way ill of course, she eats what she wants when she wants. She’s just blessed with that kind of figure. Fast metabolism. Or so she argues anyway.
For her face, she is reminiscent of some pretty maid. She has a well rounded, curvaceous face with smoother cheek bones and jaw line. Her features aren’t sharp and all seem to flow into one another rather than there being anything prominent about her face. A small button nose is the central feature of her face, it slopes and rounds on the end, without any sort of sharp point or turned up like a snout. No, Bellamy’s nose is quite plain. It offers no offence to her face, and just contributes to the plain features she has. Bellamy has somewhat thicker lips, usually glossy and coated in some kind of strawberry lip balm on them. Adding to a fragrance that can only be associated with her. It’s almost like her own individual scent. The scent of melodramatic strawberry. Again, Bellamy sports no cupid’s bow on her lips, no prominent lips, no sharp corners just smooth and curvy full lips. Adding to this, kind, and warm smile she has.
Bellamy’s hair is extremely long, in fact she’s almost proud of the fact. She usually mentions to her friends that she hasn’t had it cut since before she was ten. It’s done six or more years of growing and has become thick and glossy, reaching (rather impressively) to the small of her back. It glides over her shoulders, she does little with it. For the most part, Bellamy's hair straight and at the roots it remains just so. However, upon inspecting it more clearly, it’s obvious that towards the end it starts to twist and turn into waves and ringlets. It dangles over her shoulders, draped somewhat like a sunny gold sheet over her shoulders. Bellamy has dirty blonde hair in average light, but the second she steps into any intense sunlight it seems to come to life. The sun enriches the colour and makes it appear as though it is strings of gold woven together into a silky covering. Bellamy’s favourite aspect of herself, if she had to choose one would be her hair. Not because she spends hours and hours fixing it, but because she just likes that it’s so long and thick. It gleams impressively, and this is probably the only feature Bellamy has she feels she could brag about to others.
personality: Bellamy is a somewhat…wet lettuce sort of girl. A pleasant and kind young lady, she cares very much that’s she’s pleasing the people around her. Bellamy’s just quite average, dull almost, I said almost. The young lady has a delicate sense of humour, she’s almost a little prudish at times. She won’t laugh at innuendo. She won’t laugh at someone farting, but she’ll laugh hysterically at someone who proves a genuine wit to her. Being a very intelligent young lady herself, she enjoys the company of those that are of a similar intelligence level. Bellamy has a bit of a strange penchant for Slytherins for this very reason. They’re so clever and sly and she always finds herself admiring intelligence. She’s almost drawn to them. Secretly, Bellamy wishes, behind closed doors that she was a Slytherin herself. There’s something about their dangerous, and snooty nature that attracts her to them. She was brought up to be a good girl, and breaking out of the chains and disregarding the rules for once seems like an opportunity that’s far too tempting to pass up. She has this rather odd preoccupation with danger and adrenaline rushes. Since she’s been taught to be such a restrained character for most of her life, in her later years at school she has been associating with people outside of her own house. This is so she can have a taste of this thrill seeking lifestyle that she longs for herself.
Another aspect to Bellamy is a sense of insecurity that she has. She has little confidence in herself, and she needs people to be there reassuring her that she’s a nice girl, or that she’s pretty. Since she’s a little dull (or thinks she is anyway), she’s never really had too high an opinion of herself. So she gets all giggly, and flushed when a guy tells her she’s pretty, or that she makes him laugh. In this respect, Bellamy is very open for manipulation. She may aswell go around with a sign hanging around her neck saying: ‘destroy my psyche, please’. Bellamy has no concept of thinking people are bad, she thinks good of everyone, and so she’s often very crushed when she eventually discoverers the people she thinks are her friends aren’t really her friends at all. She’s had a few failed relationships because of this, and she can attach herself to boys too easily. Bellamy has a history of dating some Slytherins in her earlier years. The thing she didn’t know, is that they were laughing behind her back and using her for some silly pre-teen status thing.
Bellamy can never spot when she’s befriended a bad egg. She won’t listen to anyone, her word is final and she won’t be told ever that she’s wrong. This is another problem with her. Bellamy is very one track minded, when she wants something, she will persue it relentlessly in order to get what she wants. She won’t be told she’s wrong, and she’ll argue black is white until the sun rises if you want to challenge her. Her stubbornness is irreparable. Bellamy doesn’t have a bad temper, in fact she’s always quite pleasantly quiet, or giggling or something annoying like that. So this stubbornness in her, is something that only few have seen. It takes a lot to push her to get argumentative. It’s usually over friends, or boyfriends and usually with her mom that this occurs. She still won’t listen though, and her lack of compromise has lead her to make some huge blunders in the past.
Finally, Bellamy is a crowd pleaser by nature. That’s right, she would run into the Forbidden Forest in her underwear if it meant it would please the people around her. She can be talked into anything, if she encounters a smooth talker that’s a good actor. Bellamy will do whatever it takes, to keep her friends around. Being somewhat insecure, and also wanting to make her friends feel good about themselves also, means that she’s willing to do some pretty bizarre things in order to make them happy. She would sing, in the middle of class, dance around in the courtyard. Whatever it is, she’d do it, with enough encouragement from her friends. Bellamy is also hopelessly romantic. Bellamy is often seen with her nose shoved in some girly, romance novel. Usually the Shakespearean tragedies. Her favourite, of course, being Romeo and Juliet. She absolute adores it. If a boy with a pretty face strolls along into the picture. That’s it. She’s weak kneed and woozy all in the space of a second.
one word to describe the Character: Amiable
likes and dislikes:
Likes
Boys.
Clothes.
Listening.
Talking.
Family.
Drawing.
Dislikes
Gossip.
Headaches.
Stress.
Being laughed at.
Being talked about.
strengths:
Rather sociable
Good intentions
Amiable
Polite
weaknesses:
Naive
Poor attention Span
Bored easily
History: Born on the 18th of May, in Canterbury was Bellamy Jones. She had been describe as a healthy baby, with a melodic giggle. That’s what the doctor had said about her when she emerged into the world, and opened her eyes for the first time. Green eyes. Green eyes like her mom, sunny golden locks like her mom too. In fact, there was little of her features that Bellamy shared with her father. The only thing that she had ever been able to pick out, was the button nose. Bellamy’s mother, Maggie, constantly commented on it. She told Bellamy that it was what won her over to marry Johnston in the first place. That cute little nose. Bellamy would always respond with a wrinkle of that button nose of hers, stick her tongue out, and make some sort of disgusted grunt in response. Mom’s and Dad’s were definitely not cute. Not in her books at least. Little Bellamy spent the first seven years of her life in complete tranquillity. Not many other girls her age could boast that their father was a wizard. Of course, Bellamy didn’t really understand the full extent of what that meant. She usually just giggled, at the thought of her father in a pointy hat covered in silvery stars. The fact that he had magical powers, and a role in the magical world just hadn’t seemed to be a factor at all. Not for their family. Not yet. Bellamy spent her days of summer, playing pretend in the back garden with her mother. She spent a lot of time with her mother in fact. Her father, Johnston seemed to be away on trips, frequently. She never really saw much of him, and a void soon formed between Johnston Jones and his little girl Bellamy. Whenever he did return home, Bellamy would often be shy, and hide behind her mother. He was practically a stranger to her.
The following years brought Bellamy a brother, Edward. This new little brother wasn’t really introduced to the family on good terms. Maggie had been desperate to try and make the family work. Fit it back together in fact. Try and repair past mistakes that lead to the distance. There was no violence, there was no shouting, there was just absolutely no spark at all. The two parents rarely talked to one another, they would sit in opposite ends of the house and it was as if they might aswell stay apart. Conversation seemed to dwindle, to the point of being like a dried up well. Conversation was only ever awkward, and brief. Rare as it happened. Bellamy became confused by this. Confused by the fact that their family never spoke to one another, why did they never go on outings?. Why did they never sit and eat dinner together, like normal families?. What was going on?. Being only ten years old at this point, these questions seemed to overwhelm her, but never really inspired to her ask them. She couldn’t bring herself to. Even as a child though. She could sense what would happen next in her life, was inevitable.
Finally, that same year, the two tried to explain as gently as possible to their children that they were no longer able to remain together. The move that followed was quite devastating to Bellamy. It affected her deeply in later years, adding to her severe insecurities as a teenager. Edward, her little brother was taken away to the magical world, to live with his father. Whilst Bellamy remained in muggle territory with her mother. The family was split, and it was the following year or so later that Bellamy had to go away to Hogwarts. She felt awkward, and a little lost thinking that she had a brother there somewhere that she hardly ever saw, and the distance was becoming a little rough to cope with. Finally, the well meaning Bellamy fell into a group of friends not belonging to her own house that lead her down a road she really ought to not go. Her grades slipped without her realising it, and she was starting to become involved in activities that really ought not to be. Skipping classes, vandalism, and visiting areas of campus that were forbidden. In current years, Bellamy’s behaviour hasn’t really picked up much.
Finishing up
roleplay sample: See Tinder Hallow
member title: [N a u s e a]
celebrity representative: Mischa Barton
Phrase to verify you read the rules:
