Post by azalea monroe finnigan on Mar 24, 2013 13:38:05 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://i54.tinypic.com/2vafwqd.jpg), border: solid #ffffff 5px; width: 400px; height: 500px;] azalea monroe finnigan full name: azalea monroe finnigan. nick names: azzy, az, monroe. age: seventeen. gender: female. member group: ravenclaw. year: seventh year. job: student. orientation: heterosexual. wand: willow wood, phoenix feather core, nine inches. pet: kitten named moo. patronus: peacock. boggart: not being good enough, whether it be for the future career I hope to have, or it be something with my own relationships. Failure is not something that I am able to accept, and if it were to happen I'm not really sure what would happen. erised: acceptance, sorta plays off my boggart. in the sense that I don't want to fail, and then I want to be accepted for all that I am, including my own faults. describe: goofy, naive, lacking in personal space, prankster, hopeful, stubborn, and willful. elaborate: growing up there wasn't anything too exciting that occurred, no, most of that excitement was during the years my mother and father were young. with that whole battle of hogwarts and the way that Harry Potter and his army was able to take down those who opposed them and sought to destroy a sort of happiness that could be known, a world without darkness. which, by the time I was born, had been around for quite some time. sure, as my father has told me, there were some smaller groups that tried to start up fights, but they were almost always stopped before any real damage could be done. so to say that my childhood was unexciting and that it was more dull than anything else would be rather accurate. I was always been that little girl that was running around and getting into some sort of trouble, I think it was something that my father found a great amount of amusement with the way I did things and how I always found some sort of escape route when it came to my mother and her more girly tendencies. sure, I wasn't the son that he'd been hoping for, but I made it clear that even though I was a girl that it wouldn't stop him from getting down and dirty, or having a wrestling match while mother stood back and had to keep on yelling at him, reminding him that I was young and could easily be broken. it was when I was eleven that I of course got my letter to Hogwarts, it was there that I was sorted into the house known as Ravenclaw, much to both my parents dismay. sure, they wanted a Gryffindor child, but hey, they still have my younger brother, who would be at Hogwarts a short three years after me. so even though I was off in "Smartsville" as my father often teasingly called it, it wasn't like I was going to be disowned because I was there. besides, I've come to meet some of my closest friends within the Ravenclaw community. Not to say that I haven't got friends outside of it, it was always just easier to keep close with those you see every night before you go to bed and then again during breakfast and waking hours. needless to say, I haven't gotten into too much trouble, and those that I'm close with even to this day don't seem to mind my lack of personal space. but hey, I'm cute. right? so thats gotta count for at least one thing, even if it means that touching without any other secret meaning to it is the only thing that works with this cuteness. plus, most know that its simply something that I do, regardless of how odd or uncomfortable it may make someone else. but hey, really what are you going to do about it?b besides, I'm in my seventh year now and clearly there is more going on around these parts than some are willing to open up to. I'd like to think that I'd be one of the people to stand up to this rebellion going on around us, but when it comes down to it, can we really say that we're as strong as our parents were during their battle? I guess that it's only a matter of time to see who can really stand up to whats coming. and I honestly hope that I truly do have the courage I believe I have within me, so that I can be someone who can stop this fear that has come to take over the wizarding world once more. |
alias: TALS --- face claim: astrid berges-frisbey.
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