Post by london kale on Feb 27, 2010 23:44:26 GMT -6
London Nikole Kale
"Don't worry about life, you're not going to survive it anyway."
"Don't worry about life, you're not going to survive it anyway."
The Character
Name: London Nikole Kale
Nicknames: Lon, Londy, Niki when they want to piss her off.
Birthdate: March 22, 1961
Year: 6th
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Straight
Blood Status: Pure
House: Gryffindor
Canon or Original: Original
The Appearance
Hair: London got her hair from her mother and she wears it exactly how her mother used to. Her hair is dark brown and is usually up in a ponytail. It's length goes to about halfway down her back. When she's relaxed she'll take it down and it's usually curly. Every now and then she'll get it trimmed but that's about all she ever does to it.
Face: London's eyes are dark brown and she thinks she has mastered the death stare. Her cheeks are slightly curved and her jaw is a little square. Her forehead is slightly big but she usually makes it seem smaller with her hair. Every now and then she'll get pimples but she always hides them.Thank goodness for magic.
Body & Style: London mostly wears her school uniform but when the school day is done she can be seen in jeans and a tee shirt. She hates skirts and rarely wears them except for when she has to. She tries to have god posture but she'll catch herself slumping when she sitting in a boring class. Every now and then she'll get dressed up with her friends and go out somewhere nice but it's only for them.
Distinguishing Features: London has a scar down her back from a curse her father struck her with over the summer.
Face Claim: Missy Peregrym
The Magic
Wand: Willow 11 inches, with a Hungarian Horntail scale in the core.
Mirror of Erised: She see herself in Hogwarts. It's her true home and she never wants to leave. She's even debated on being a Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher.
Dementor: She hears her mother's murder and her father's laughing straight after. It haunts her even after the Dementor is gone.
Patronus: It takes the form of a tiger. It's not really a memory more so as it's something that brings her endless joy: Hogwarts.
The Personality
Likes:
+Quidditch
+The Chudley Cannons
+Fighting for something worth while
+Her friends
+Guys
+Good books
+Potions
Dislikes:
-History of Magic
-Losing
-Being helpless
-Idiots
-Naked mole rats
-Her father
-Slytherins
Strengths:
+She's better at Potions than she thought she would be.
+She would do anything for her friends...ANYTHING
+She thinks on her feet and sometimes get some great ideas
Weaknesses:
-She thinks on her feet and sometimes pisses people off
-She has a horrible temper sometimes when it comes to her friends
-She will judge someone even if she has never met them
Plans for the Future: London plans on becoming an Auror or becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts.
Personality: London is very bold and brave and she thinks that the weakest thing she could do is cry. She keeps most of her sad feelings bottled up. When she gets mad she gets MAD! She will get in a fight with anyone, even guys bigger than her. She hates almost everything girly and loves everything that every guy wants to get. In front of Lisette she is a little girly, but in front of any of her other friends she is very immature and guyish.
People usually know where to find her, because her favorite places are The Quidditch field and anywhere where guys gather for fun. London can be really hard headed and looses vision of fairness when she's angry. It takes a lot to really get her mad, but it usually consists of anyone who bothers her friends and death eaters.
If London doesn't like what some one's doing or if she has a problem she will get it fixed as fast as she can. She can be very 'In-your-face'. She takes preference over her friends than anyone else. If her friends say some one's bad, she will believe them at the drop of a hat.
The Background
Family Members: Her brothers Dylan, Jacob, Stetson, Christopher, and Brackston. And her father Evan.
Residence: During summer she usually tries to switch from staying with one friend to another. Her brothers move around a lot and she can't go with them. But she usually goes to the Leaky Cauldron.
History:Evan Kale is the son of Carmichael and Tanya Kale. Pure-blood maniacs who thought all muggles were the bugs of the world and should be exterminated. Evan’s side has gone back for generations as Pure-blood royalty. Evan was brought up with three brothers’ who all thought the same way, so he was brought into it too. He was Slytherin while at Hogwarts and went on to be a Death Eater.
Vicki Currin was the daughter Charles and Glenna Currin. She was brought up with muggles and loved them to death. Her family was the exact definition of the perfect balance of muggle lovers and wizards. She was an only child. She was in Ravenclaw at Hogwarts where she met Evan. She instantly fell head over heels for him, or his act.
When London was four her father killed her mother. Since then she has grown up with her five brothers. That explains why she’s one of the guys. Dylan actually volunteered to stay home and work to keep the house they had all grown up in and make sure that London or any of the others got taken away and put with someone else.
Dylan got London in a muggle school, but London got expelled in less than two months for fighting(and beating) guys. She had to stay home until she was eleven, which she didn't mind because she started kick boxing to pass the time and manage her anger, which still didn’t work too well.
London is now in Seventh year and the only Kale in Hogwarts. She can’t live with any of her brothers because they’re all aurors, and have no time to provide anything because they’re on the move too much. This summer she has recently learned that her dad was the one who killed her mother, and is a death eater. He wants her to follow in his footsteps but she refuses.
The Member
Member Name: Patty, I guess. Although I'm rather fond of 'That girl'
Other Characters: None
Where did you find us: Hmm..I would say Sam, but then again. I am a veteran :)
What is your Boggart: Ah man...uhm...Purple Monkeys holding carrots are quite terrifying.
RP Example:Remus ran his hand through his hair as he entered the Gryffindor Common Room. It had been a long morning, made even longer in his weakened state. The full moon was near and he couldn't be more terrified. After years of dealing with this even his friends didn't know that he was scared to death of transforming. It was like someone had injected unbearable pain into his body. He hated the feeling of transforming and even hated the weird mental state he was in while he was transformed. But even though he had this to dread for the next few days one thing terrified him even more. He had never really had an interest in such things as he did now, but it was scary. Almost as scary as the transformation. It was all bumbling and awkwardness without even a shred of dignity left in him. It was strange for sure, and he loved and hated it. Even the concept of having to deal with it was a bit scary. Although he wasn't one to usually ask advice, he surely needed it right now. The problem was never off of his mind. It was surely a strange.
After a moment of pausing in his thoughts, Remus made his way up to the dorms. He skipped counting the steps. He simply didn't have enough brain power to think about it. The bag he was currently hosting on his shoulder felt like a ton and grew even more tedious each step he took. As soon as he reached his bed the bag hit the floor. It then felt like an enormous weight had been lifted off of his shoulder. He groaned in small agony. He had lost a few pounds this past week due to loss of appetite. Soon, after the full moon, he would gain them back. This was the week were he was in mortal agony. Every night he would wake up screaming and in a sweat. The Marauders had grown used to the screams but he didn't know about the other boys they shared the dorm with. But he had begun to notice that every time he woke up either Padfoot or Prongs would be by his bedside with a bit of chocolate. He was thankful for them. He knew that some (most) people only saw the bad but he saw only their good sides.
A role of parchment was sitting on his trunk and his mind went back to the problem that seemed bigger than the full moon. He only knew of one person who could actually help him. He knew that Prongs, Padfoot, and Wormtail were the wrong ones to ask. So his only option was Lily Evans. Without a word he grabbed the parchment and a spare quill out of his bag. He thought about it for one moment before putting the tip to the paper. Dear Lily, Meet me in the library in an hour. Please and Thank you. Remus. After writing this he just stared at the paper, wondering if it was good enough. He decided it was. Lily would talk to him any way so he didn't need to explain anything in the letter. A whistle escaped his mouth and his owl flew to his side. Petting it once, he attached the letter to his leg. "Take this to Lily." The owl took off and he smiled. "Good Flynn." After the owl was out of sight he grabbed his bag and groaned as he threw it across his shoulders. Just a few more days and this would be over.
The walk from the dorms to the Library was usually a short one, but, in his state, it was almost agonizing. The trip was worth it once he saw shelves of books. He had been in the Library thousands of times but it never ceased to amaze and distract him. He actually hoped that this was what heaven looked like. After pausing for a moment he went ahead through the shelves, picking out books along the way. When he had five or so picked out he went to the nearest table and opened the first book. His mouth moved as he silently read the words. Then he heard Lily. She was talking but he didn't want to look up until he had finished the page. Once the last word had crossed his mind he looked up to see his friend. At first he had a small smile but it soon faded when she commented on how weak he looked. "Lily," He started, unsure of how to go about this "I need help. I couldn't ask James or Sirius. They would tell me the wrong things so..." He faded out, searching for the right words to say.
