Post by heather on Apr 9, 2006 19:51:20 GMT -5
- General
Full Name: Heather Rain Nott
Age: 16
Grade: Junior
Clique: The Hotties
- Appearance
Summary: Heather is slim and of average height, standing at approximately 5'6", give or take. She has dark brown hair that falls past her shoulders, and it is naturally curly. Occasionally, she straightens it, but it is too much work to do every day. Heather has hazel-green eyes that sparkle when she is excited, and flash when she is angry. In a way, her eyes are a good way to convey Heather's emotions without saying a thing.
Picture: Signature and Avatar
- Background
Personal History: Heather was born on a sunny May day in Dublin, Ireland to Tom and Charlotte Nott. Originally, her family was from America, but Heather's parents wanted her to be born in Ireland. When she was 2 years old, Heather and her family moved back to America.
For several years, they travelled the U.S. living in almost half the states. They never stayed in one place for very long. The result was that part of the time Heather was home-schooled, and when she was in a public school, she rarely had time to make any friends. When she did, she was just torn away from them again.
Finally, soon after Heather turned 13, her family settled in Fairfield. For three years now, they have been living there, and that is somewhat of a record with the Nott family. Heather hopes that they won't move again, but with her parents, you never can quite tell. They are the travelling type, and Heather isn't.
Family: Heather has no siblings at all. In some ways, she likes this, because she is a bit spoiled, and her parents give her pretty much everything she asks for. But it isn't so fun when she's travelling, and has absolutely no friends her own age. Heather loves her parents dearly, and would do anything for them, as they would do for her.
Outlook on Life: Heather is a very happy person. Naturally gifted with a great, outgoing personality, and good looks, it seems like she always gets what she wants. Sometimes, when she was younger, she got very depressed because she had very few friends. But lately, that has been changing.
- Sample Roleplaying Post
(From another site.)
It was a bright, clear day in a Hogsmeade, with a shining sun blazing its way through thin wisps of white clouds. If someone described a perfect Hogsmeade weekend, this would be it. Joslynn walked down the crowded High Street, weaving her way in between groups of people. She wore faded, hip-hugger jeans that had holes in the knees and several other rips, but they were her favorite. As far as she was concerned, they were just broken in. The gray hoody sweatshirt she had pulled on this morning seemed like a joke now; she had long since pulled it off and tied it around her waist. Now she just wore a red t-shirt with faded writing on the front. The collar had been cut off, Joslynn couldn't stand things around her neck.
She saw some of her friends here and there, but Joslynn purposefully ducked out of sight whenever she glimpsed them. Today was one of those days she felt like being alone. At least, she didn't want to be in the company of some of her wild, hyperactive friends who were all up for stalking guys like Sirius Black and James Potter. Instead, Joslynn studied other people walking buy, and glanced into Honeydukes and Zonko's.
Many of the shops were quite tempting, but Joslynn didn't feel in the mood for shopping at the moment. Actually, she hated shopping, unless it was for Quidditch or music things. She had only planned on spending a moment in the Three Broomsticks grabbing an icewater, when she dashed in, but the line was so long it was nearly a quarter of an hour before she fought her way back outside. Outside a crooked little shop that nobody ever visited, she sat down on a bench with one leg underneath her, and sipped her water.
It was rather odd for Joslynn, sitting there. She was avoiding her friends, yet at the same time, half-hoping someone new would come along and talk to her. Though she hated saying it, she couldn't help the feeling that her friends now seemed rather boring and fake, and that they were bored of her. It wasn't a loss, really. None of her friends had been around for her when she needed them. It was time to move on for Joslynn, so she sat on the bench and waited for someone new to arrive.
;D
Full Name: Heather Rain Nott
Age: 16
Grade: Junior
Clique: The Hotties
- Appearance
Summary: Heather is slim and of average height, standing at approximately 5'6", give or take. She has dark brown hair that falls past her shoulders, and it is naturally curly. Occasionally, she straightens it, but it is too much work to do every day. Heather has hazel-green eyes that sparkle when she is excited, and flash when she is angry. In a way, her eyes are a good way to convey Heather's emotions without saying a thing.
Picture: Signature and Avatar
- Background
Personal History: Heather was born on a sunny May day in Dublin, Ireland to Tom and Charlotte Nott. Originally, her family was from America, but Heather's parents wanted her to be born in Ireland. When she was 2 years old, Heather and her family moved back to America.
For several years, they travelled the U.S. living in almost half the states. They never stayed in one place for very long. The result was that part of the time Heather was home-schooled, and when she was in a public school, she rarely had time to make any friends. When she did, she was just torn away from them again.
Finally, soon after Heather turned 13, her family settled in Fairfield. For three years now, they have been living there, and that is somewhat of a record with the Nott family. Heather hopes that they won't move again, but with her parents, you never can quite tell. They are the travelling type, and Heather isn't.
Family: Heather has no siblings at all. In some ways, she likes this, because she is a bit spoiled, and her parents give her pretty much everything she asks for. But it isn't so fun when she's travelling, and has absolutely no friends her own age. Heather loves her parents dearly, and would do anything for them, as they would do for her.
Outlook on Life: Heather is a very happy person. Naturally gifted with a great, outgoing personality, and good looks, it seems like she always gets what she wants. Sometimes, when she was younger, she got very depressed because she had very few friends. But lately, that has been changing.
- Sample Roleplaying Post
(From another site.)
It was a bright, clear day in a Hogsmeade, with a shining sun blazing its way through thin wisps of white clouds. If someone described a perfect Hogsmeade weekend, this would be it. Joslynn walked down the crowded High Street, weaving her way in between groups of people. She wore faded, hip-hugger jeans that had holes in the knees and several other rips, but they were her favorite. As far as she was concerned, they were just broken in. The gray hoody sweatshirt she had pulled on this morning seemed like a joke now; she had long since pulled it off and tied it around her waist. Now she just wore a red t-shirt with faded writing on the front. The collar had been cut off, Joslynn couldn't stand things around her neck.
She saw some of her friends here and there, but Joslynn purposefully ducked out of sight whenever she glimpsed them. Today was one of those days she felt like being alone. At least, she didn't want to be in the company of some of her wild, hyperactive friends who were all up for stalking guys like Sirius Black and James Potter. Instead, Joslynn studied other people walking buy, and glanced into Honeydukes and Zonko's.
Many of the shops were quite tempting, but Joslynn didn't feel in the mood for shopping at the moment. Actually, she hated shopping, unless it was for Quidditch or music things. She had only planned on spending a moment in the Three Broomsticks grabbing an icewater, when she dashed in, but the line was so long it was nearly a quarter of an hour before she fought her way back outside. Outside a crooked little shop that nobody ever visited, she sat down on a bench with one leg underneath her, and sipped her water.
It was rather odd for Joslynn, sitting there. She was avoiding her friends, yet at the same time, half-hoping someone new would come along and talk to her. Though she hated saying it, she couldn't help the feeling that her friends now seemed rather boring and fake, and that they were bored of her. It wasn't a loss, really. None of her friends had been around for her when she needed them. It was time to move on for Joslynn, so she sat on the bench and waited for someone new to arrive.
;D