Post by lizzie on Jun 25, 2011 21:05:29 GMT -5
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
[/font]I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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LIZZIE LAUREN LANSING[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Liz.
AGE: Sixteen
D.O.B.: December 16th
HOUSE & YEAR: 6th year Slytherin
WAND TYPE: 9 and a Quarter inches, dragon heartstring, Rosewood.
SEXUALITY: Bisexual
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Lizzie's eyes are her best feature, in her opinion. They’re deep set shaped, and are colored a most beautiful clear blue.
HEIGHT: 5'5"
WEIGHT: around 115
BODY TYPE: Athletic
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: She has a scar that goes from the side of her stomach to her bellybutton.
PERSONAL STYLE: Outside of class Lizzie Lauren likes to wear muggle clothing. She loves to wear dresses and look as flirty (FLIRTY not SLUTTY) as she can. She also can dress casual, but for the most part loves wearing dresses or just something nice. There is no such thing as not looking your best when it comes to her.
PLAY BY: Ashley Benson
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: being a werewolf, people thinking her first name is Elizabeth, broken hearts, detention, the morning after, losing, being lied to, chocolate, being wrong, herbology, pumpkin juice, her father, her mother, the full moon.
GOALS: Lizzie wants to become a Healer when she gets out of Hogwarts. She also wants to find a cure for lycanthropy.
BOGGART: Her biggest fear is of biting someone or seriously injuring them during her transformation. She always takes her wolfsbane potion, but the fear is always in the back of her mind.
PATRONUS: Red Wolf, her best memory is getting her Hogwarts letter.
DEMENTOR: Every time she transforms into a werewolf.
AMORENTIA: Rain, old books, things burning.
BASIC PERSONALITY:
[li]STUBBORN – Lizzie is stubborn and she likes to get her way. She will not stop until she gets what she wants, and if that doesn’t happen she will plot your death (kidding…maybe.). Once she makes up her mind about something there’s no changing it. Also if she says she’ll do something, but is told she can’t do it or it’s met with some potentially dangerous risks, she’ll do it anyways just because she said she would.
[/li][li]PARTY GIRL – Lizzie loves having fun, and that includes going to parties and drinking. If there’s a party and she finds out she’ll crash it without any second thoughts. She likes to flirt with boys, however usually it will not go further than ‘provocative dancing’. Lizzie has a huge reputation and rumors are always spreading about her - even though most of them aren't close to being true.
[/li][li]INTELLIGENT – Intelligence is a big thing to Lizzie. She isn’t that studious and would hate to be in a library for more than two hours a time. However, she loves to learn and read. She usually loves to read about her favorite subjects in school –Potions, Charms, and DADA.
[/li][li]INSECURE - Growing up Lizzie never really had any werewolf influences. She was the only werewolf she knew and thought very lowly of herself for being one. She heard all the bad stories about them and it took her awhile to be okay with what she was [she always thought herself to be a monster]. Even still she's not in a great place with it and won't tell anyone what she is and prefers to keep it to herself.
[/li][li]CURIOUS - Curious is just another word for nosy when it comes to her. If someone is hiding something she'll do anything to find out what it is. She always makes it her personal mission to find out.
[/li][li]RECKLESS - If there is one thing about Lizzie it’s that she doesn’t like to follow the rules. She’s always trying to do something fun and dangerous no matter what the risk and warning are. Lizzie is one of those people who’s really up for anything, not even thinking or caring about the danger involved.
[/li][li]HOTHEAD - Lizzie gets angered easily. Once she's mad it takes a lot to calm her down. She gets more aggravated as it gets closer to the full moon.
[/li][li]SARCASTIC - This girl is very sarcastic, she loves making sarcastic comments even if the situation doesn't permit it.
[/li][li]AMBITIOUS - Lizzie is very ambitious, how do you think she got into Slytherin? She has goals and things that she wants to accomplish in life and she will do anything to make it happen.
[/li][li]LOYAL - This girl is very loyal to those that she loves and will always defend them even if they are in the wrong.
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Lauren Lindsey Lansing, 35 [at time of death], deceased.
BROTHER(S): Four older, one younger. [All half brothers]
SISTER(S): One younger. [half sister]
OTHER: Layla Lansing, grandmother who raised her since she was about one month old.
BLOOD STATUS: Half-blood
HOMETOWN: Godric's Hollow [located in the West Country of England].
PETS: She owns a black kitten named Midnight and a snowy white owl named Alora.
BIOGRAPHY:
Lizzie’s mother was a drunken slag. She got drunk and slept around, she didn’t care who it was with or where it took place. As long as she had someone there to make her temporarily feel like she was wanted and needed. One night Lizzie got drunk and ended up sleeping with Fenrir Greyback, she knew all about the notorious werewolf and given if she was in her right mind that may have been the one guy she would’ve actually passed on. But in her intoxicated state she slept with him, regretting it right after it took place. Over a month later she found out she was pregnant. Lauren didn’t know what to do – for one thing her alcoholism completely cut her off from her family, she had no one and worked in a small bookstore in Hogsmeade. She barely could pay her rent, so bringing a child into this world wasn’t going to be the easiest thing. For one Lauren didn’t even know who this child’s father was, she didn’t even know half of the guys names that she slept with. She was completely alone in this thing. Lauren fought to stay sober for her pregnancy, and barely succeeded.
On December 15th Lauren went into labor, and in the wee hours of the morning on December 16th Lizzie was born. The baby looked exactly like Lauren, from the blonde hair to the light blue eyes. Lauren was grateful because she had no idea what her baby would come out looking like. Less than a week after Lizzie was born Lauren got to take her home. It was a few weeks later, when a full moon approached. Lauren was in the middle of feeding Lizzie when she let out a strangled cry and the bottle dropped from the little girl’s mouth. Lauren was worried and completely confused because her daughter began to transform. Lauren screamed and sat her daughter in the crib, not knowing what to do before her daughter turned into a werewolf. Lauren freaked out and ran out of the room she shared with her daughter, shutting the door tightly behind her. Freaked out, she flooed to St. Mungo’s and told them something was wrong with her daughter.
It wasn’t long before they came to the house and opened the room door to see a very destroyed room and a baby werewolf cub lying down sleeping in all the wreckage. They took her to St. Mungo’s and placed her in a room where professionals cared for her daughter overnight. Lauren was so distraught she went out and got completely drunk, something she hadn’t done since she found out she was pregnant. The one person she thought would need and want her and would love her unconditionally was a complete monster. It shook her to the core and she realized that her baby’s father had to be Fenrir Greyback.
The next afternoon Lauren returned to St. Mungo’s, they explained what her daughter was and that they had Wolfsbane potion that could be given to her right before her transformations. They also explained that it cost a lot of money, money that Lauren didn’t have. A few days after her say in the hospital Lizzie was allowed to leave and Lauren took the girl to her mother’s house in Godric’s Hallow. Lauren was cut off from her family after lying and stealing their money to waste it on alcohol. Lauren dropped the baby off on the doorstep of her house, not even wanting to see or argue with her mother. She left a note with Lizzie, telling her mother that she couldn’t take care of her or afford it. In the note she also explained that Lizzie was born a werewolf and would require Wolfsbane Potions monthly. With one last kiss on her baby’s forehead Lauren disapparated and abandoned her daughter.
Lizzie was secluded growing up. She had friends, but she never felt herself being too into them or wanting to hang out with them. She would rather be by herself, but it wasn’t possible because her grandmother wanted her to be social. Lizzie would say she was going with her friends, but that was never the case. She would go out, and then with her broom she would go flying around the neighborhood. Her grandmother hated when she did that, due to the Godric’s Hallow also housing muggle families. If they saw her she knew she could get in trouble by the Ministry. Lizzie had learned to fly from the wizarding neighboring kids, her grandmother didn’t like flying and was actually very nervous for her granddaughter when she started to learn at the age of five. Lizzie loved it, and all her grandmother wanted was for her granddaughter to be happy.
Growing up as a werewolf was hard for Lizzie. She lived in fear of someone finding out and not liking her or abandoning her like her own mother had. Werewolves were known for being dark creatures, were still feared and not as accepted into society as they would like it. And still they were often called monsters. Lizzie had even thought of herself as a monster in a few different occasions, after all her biological father – Fenrir Greyback, was a monster so what made her any different than him? Yes, she had learned who her father was after begging her grandmother to tell her, she wanted to know how she became a werewolf if she had never been bitten. At first she wondered if it were her mother who was the werewolf, that would explain why the woman didn’t want to raise her, but no – her grandmother had quickly told her the truth.
When she was eleven and got her Hogwarts letter Lizzie was very surprised. She took her Wolfsbane potion every month, but she was still worried they would pass on her. At Hogwarts Lizzie was sorted into Slytherin, her grandmother was surprised, yet still proud. Lizzie’s mother had been in Hufflepuff, and her grandmother had been sorted into Ravenclaw. Lizzie found herself making friends within her house and other houses. Her second year Lizzie decided to go out for Slytherin’s Quidditch team. She made the team as reserve seeker, since the captain at the time thought she would be too young to go against the other team seekers.
The next year, Lizzie was more animated and lively than the previous ones. She was now allowed to go to Hogsmeade, which was good because she began to get asked out by quite a few guys. And she wasn’t going to lie, Lizzie liked the attention from the opposite sex and began flirting with a lot of people. During this year Lizzie’s spot of reserve seeker turned into the permanent spot on the team, however she decided she didn’t want to be seeker and tried out for position of Keeper instead. Most people would go on to say that Lizzie only got the Keeper position because she was caught in a broom closet with the team captain, and while it was true she was caught with him in a broom closet snogging, she shut up her critics within the first few games of the season. The Slytherin team captain became Lizzie’s first boyfriend, and her first exboyfriend within months (She was a third year, he was in his last…the age difference was too big for the relationship to survive). She was sad at first, but she started getting even more dating offers, and immediately got over it. While in her third year, she was at a postQuidditch game party when some idiot sixth year spiked the butterbeer. That was her first real experience with drinking, and she couldn’t lie – she really liked the effects of alcohol.
As her school years progressed Lizzie found herself building up a reputation for her partying. Rumors would spread about her going beyond snogging with guys, but they weren’t true. Lizzie would just roll her eyes and go on with her life, even though the rumors did hurt her. The werewolf didn’t let the rumors get in the way of her fun – because even though she still had her trust issues and snogged random guy she didn’t even know it was still all fun for her.
The summer before her sixth year she went home, and her grandmother told her that her mother died from alcohol poisoning three days before. Lizzie never really knew the woman so she didn’t even shed a tear, she just shook her head and continued her way up the stairs to put her clothes away. Lizzie didn’t have time to mourn a woman who didn’t even care enough for her to stay and raise her baby. Lizzie didn’t even attend her mother’s funeral, even though her grandmother was very persistent and tried to get her to go. When it was time to go back to school Lizzie was very relieved to be back at Hogwarts.
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: 6+ years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Caution
OTHER CHARACTERS: Teddy Lupin
RP SAMPLE:
The cold wind blew that October afternoon as the colorful leaves danced in the wind. A figure sitting down with her back against a tree in the courtyard and watched as they put on a private show for her. Her wavy blonde hair was in a tight bun, held together by her wand, so it wouldn’t blow in her face. Eleanor didn’t usually keep her hair up, but once she left the castle her hair had flown in all directions that it really left her with no choice. Either tie her hair up or let it blow in her face and blind her vision. Thankfully the wind had stopped blowing as crazy as it did earlier, much to the delight of Eleanor.
The blonde snuggled into her leather jacket, which was the only thing keeping her warm. Not that Eleanor minded the chilly autumn weather. Autumn was her favorite season, she loved the change of temperatures that autumn brought, and the dry leaves crunching as she walked on them. When she was younger she and her older sister would build a pile of leaves in their yard and then jump in them. She smiled at the memory and wished that she could instantly be transported back to childhood.
A few minutes passed of her sitting there and wind stopped blowing. As if on cue the leaves fell down. Without thinking Eleanor reached into her hair and pulled her wand, making her blonde hair fall down into her eyes. She pushed her hair behind her ears with her left hand. With her wand in her right hand, she muttered a spell. Instantly the leaves rose up and started to dance again. It was really sad when this was the most entertaining thing she had seen all day.
She could not go on like this, Eleanor decided, she needed something to do. Or more so, someone to mess with, as rude as that sounded. Not someone to mess with in a bullying kind of way that was more the Marauders thing than hers. More like annoy. She needed someone to annoy, or if someone was lucky enough someone to hang out with. To have fun with, Eleanor sighed softly, where were her friends when she needed them? Probably in the castle doing so and so. Eleanor knew she could go in there and join them but she’d rather be outside enjoying her day. This was no way to enjoy it though.
Eleanor broke out of her thoughts at the sound of someone sitting down on the other side of the tree. The tree was pretty big for her not to be noticed, especially if they were coming from a different direction. ‘Hmm,’ she thought. Eleanor turned her body to try and peak over from the tree to see who had sat down. She couldn’t see much from where she was sitting so she scooted over, and finally caught a glimpse of the girl. She couldn’t really recognize her because she had her nose in her book. “What’re you reading?” she asked curiously, already bored that she had started a conversation about books. Eleanor didn’t mind books, but who’d want to have a conversation about them? “Actually scratch that question. Wanna do something fun? I’m not exactly sure what, but between us we could figure something out.” Eleanor grinned.
The blonde snuggled into her leather jacket, which was the only thing keeping her warm. Not that Eleanor minded the chilly autumn weather. Autumn was her favorite season, she loved the change of temperatures that autumn brought, and the dry leaves crunching as she walked on them. When she was younger she and her older sister would build a pile of leaves in their yard and then jump in them. She smiled at the memory and wished that she could instantly be transported back to childhood.
A few minutes passed of her sitting there and wind stopped blowing. As if on cue the leaves fell down. Without thinking Eleanor reached into her hair and pulled her wand, making her blonde hair fall down into her eyes. She pushed her hair behind her ears with her left hand. With her wand in her right hand, she muttered a spell. Instantly the leaves rose up and started to dance again. It was really sad when this was the most entertaining thing she had seen all day.
She could not go on like this, Eleanor decided, she needed something to do. Or more so, someone to mess with, as rude as that sounded. Not someone to mess with in a bullying kind of way that was more the Marauders thing than hers. More like annoy. She needed someone to annoy, or if someone was lucky enough someone to hang out with. To have fun with, Eleanor sighed softly, where were her friends when she needed them? Probably in the castle doing so and so. Eleanor knew she could go in there and join them but she’d rather be outside enjoying her day. This was no way to enjoy it though.
Eleanor broke out of her thoughts at the sound of someone sitting down on the other side of the tree. The tree was pretty big for her not to be noticed, especially if they were coming from a different direction. ‘Hmm,’ she thought. Eleanor turned her body to try and peak over from the tree to see who had sat down. She couldn’t see much from where she was sitting so she scooted over, and finally caught a glimpse of the girl. She couldn’t really recognize her because she had her nose in her book. “What’re you reading?” she asked curiously, already bored that she had started a conversation about books. Eleanor didn’t mind books, but who’d want to have a conversation about them? “Actually scratch that question. Wanna do something fun? I’m not exactly sure what, but between us we could figure something out.” Eleanor grinned.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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