Post by Molly James on Nov 14, 2008 15:32:13 GMT -5
Student Application
Simple Info::[/i][/u]
Name:Milly Molly Mandy James
Age:17
House: ?
Year:Seven
Blood:Mixed
Gender:Female
Nicknames: Moll
Pets: Owl
Biography Info::[/i][/u]
Birthday: 09/02/1991
Homeplace:England
Hobbies: Music, Art, Writing, Poetry, being out doors, Cooking
Likes: Music, Art, Friends, Socializing
Dislikes: Spiders, Worms, Bullies, Liars
Favorites: Reading, Having fun, Friends
Family Info::[/b][/i]
Mom:Elizabeth Mary (deceased)
Age:[/b]36 when died
Dad: Abe James
Age: 55
Job: MOM Office Clerk
Siblings: None
Other Family Members:Fathers Brother and Sister
History Info::[/b][/i]
History:
Moll has quite a small family. Her father Abe James, a wizard works as an office clerk in the Ministry. Her Mother Elizabeth Mary, a Muggle died during child birth. Her only other relatives are his father’s brother and sister, Uncle Azazel and Aunt Jezabel who pride themselves on being purebloods and their pure blooded families.
When Abe married the Muggle girl Elizabeth Mary his brother and sister disowned him, eradicating him from the family. Cast out, Abe and Mary made a life of their own living on the outskirts of a muggle community in a place called Yorkshire. They kept to themselves with only a few close friends. When Mary died in child birth Abe was devastated and for a while withdrew himself from society.
His new daughter, who he had been named Milly Molly Mandy, was sent to his muggle grandparents and they did their best to bring her up. Although Abe knew the feeling of being disowned by your family he found himself doing the same thing to his Moll. He didn't want anything to do with her, blaming her for his wife's untimely death.
By the time Moll was six, her grandparents Gladys and Simon Day had both passed away and she found herself with a stranger whom she had only ever seen once or twice before, her father who was always too busy to spare a moment for her. Moll was left alone in the large country house whilst her father went to work at the ministry, he was only an office clerk but he always had to work late.
Moll had few friends from the local village and it was in them and books that she took solitude, it the books she found a whole new world out there. She took everything she read and absorbed it . She taught hersef about the stars, philosophers, history, nature, the muggle world and the Wizarding world to name but a few. It was at this time, at the tender age of eight that she realised she was different and one night she built the courage to ask her father. Abe told Moll she was a witch and that one day she would go to a school where she could learn magic. He gave her his old school books and Moll dived in with an open mind, eager to learn.
From that moment Molly counted the day until her eleventh birthday when she would be able to go to school. She enters Hogwarts with the knowledge she has read in her fathers books and an open, eager mind. She knew she would be sorted into one of four houses and had no inclination to any of them She was itching to make friends, get to her classes and experience the Wizarding world. With all of this she hoped that some day she could bridge the gap with her father and learn something of the one thing she longs to know about. Her Family.
Now aged seventeen Moll is still no closer to finding anything out, her school holidays up until now she has spent alone in her fathers house, hardly ever seeing him. Now she is drawing near to leaving school but before she does Moll has promised herself to speak with her father and demand to know about her family's past.
Physical Info::[/b][/i]
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Favorite Clothing: Skinny Jeans and T shirts
Favorite Color: Purple
Extra Info:Moll is of average height for her age, slim with medium length brown hair and blue eyes. She can usually be found in t-shirts that depict her favourite things, jeans and sneakers or knee high boots.
Moll is a kind, thoughtful young girl, she makes a good friend. She is rather quiet and reserved but has been known to act the fool within her circle of friends of who she cares for greatly and will always fight their corner if need be. She is always ready to dish out advice although it isn't always welcomed. She is often called a know it all but she always means well.
Moll enjoys reading, writing, doing experiments and collecting trinkets, Moll becomes interested in new things very easily and loves to take things apart and study them to see how they work. When she leaves school she would like to work at St Mungos
Sample RP::[/b][/i]
There was an opening in the huge black crate and Moll leaned forward to look inside, a foul stench filled her nostrils and she quickly drew back clutching her nose and mouth. Turning to leave she caught sight of some graffiti on the wall and stopped for a second to gaze at it wondering how it had got there and who had done it, as far as she knew graffiti was thing that muggle youngsters did, she had never seen it in the wizarding world before. The yellow word on the wall was so familair though ‘NOX’ it said.
She shook her head and began to run out the broken door of the make shift cabin and out into dark woods of the forbidden forest., she was sure there was something moving some where close by but she didn't dare stop to investigate.
Suddenly a female voice was calling “Moll, where are you?”
her heart lifted “ I'm here” she stammered “where are you? I cant see you”
“I'm up here” said the voice “Moll I'm scared” Moll spun around frantically looking for her friend but it was dark and all she could see were trees and beyond them who knew, the darkness of the woods loomed.
Suddenly something caught her eye, there was something shining in the branches of a nearby tree, caught in the weak moonlight.
“Poppy is that you?” she whispered into the night, peering up at the shape
“get me down, please Moll”
“how did you get up there Poppy?” Moll began to scramble up the base of the tree but there was nothing to hold on to and she soon had to admit defeat, she could hear Poppy up above begin to whimper.
“hold on” she said “I .... I will get you down with my wand .. don't worry” suddenly there was a loud crack above her head, bark and leaves began to shower her as a huge rotten branch came tumbling down.
Moll dived out of its path, rolling into the damp leaves “Polly” she shouted bracing herself for her screams, but they never came. She sat frozen still, breathing heavily through her nose, tears welling up behind her eyes. “Poppy” she whispered to herself.
A few minutes past, although it seemed like hours to Moll, leaves began to fall again and she peered up sobbing now, tears making tracks through the dirt on her face.
Some one was giggling up above Moll stumbled onto her feet, her head spinning now “what is this place?” she screamed
“Moll I'm ok” said a familiar girly voice “look”
From one of the thick tree branches a figure leapt but it did not fall, it soared elegantly to the ground and landed gracefully in front of Moll giggling.
“what, how ....” stammered Moll as she stared at her friend Poppy, she tried to speak but words failed her, instead she grabbed Poppy and hugged her as tight as she could and as she did she looked over her friends shoulder and stroked her beautiful wings.
“Blimey“ she said sniffing back the tears “not a bit of wonder you ran away, did you mean for that to happen, whats going on out here and what was in that crate? Questions were forming in her mind but right now Moll was happy to have found her friend Poppy.
Simple Info::[/i][/u]
Name:Milly Molly Mandy James
Age:17
House: ?
Year:Seven
Blood:Mixed
Gender:Female
Nicknames: Moll
Pets: Owl
Biography Info::[/i][/u]
Birthday: 09/02/1991
Homeplace:England
Hobbies: Music, Art, Writing, Poetry, being out doors, Cooking
Likes: Music, Art, Friends, Socializing
Dislikes: Spiders, Worms, Bullies, Liars
Favorites: Reading, Having fun, Friends
Family Info::[/b][/i]
Mom:Elizabeth Mary (deceased)
Age:[/b]36 when died
Dad: Abe James
Age: 55
Job: MOM Office Clerk
Siblings: None
Other Family Members:Fathers Brother and Sister
History Info::[/b][/i]
History:
Moll has quite a small family. Her father Abe James, a wizard works as an office clerk in the Ministry. Her Mother Elizabeth Mary, a Muggle died during child birth. Her only other relatives are his father’s brother and sister, Uncle Azazel and Aunt Jezabel who pride themselves on being purebloods and their pure blooded families.
When Abe married the Muggle girl Elizabeth Mary his brother and sister disowned him, eradicating him from the family. Cast out, Abe and Mary made a life of their own living on the outskirts of a muggle community in a place called Yorkshire. They kept to themselves with only a few close friends. When Mary died in child birth Abe was devastated and for a while withdrew himself from society.
His new daughter, who he had been named Milly Molly Mandy, was sent to his muggle grandparents and they did their best to bring her up. Although Abe knew the feeling of being disowned by your family he found himself doing the same thing to his Moll. He didn't want anything to do with her, blaming her for his wife's untimely death.
By the time Moll was six, her grandparents Gladys and Simon Day had both passed away and she found herself with a stranger whom she had only ever seen once or twice before, her father who was always too busy to spare a moment for her. Moll was left alone in the large country house whilst her father went to work at the ministry, he was only an office clerk but he always had to work late.
Moll had few friends from the local village and it was in them and books that she took solitude, it the books she found a whole new world out there. She took everything she read and absorbed it . She taught hersef about the stars, philosophers, history, nature, the muggle world and the Wizarding world to name but a few. It was at this time, at the tender age of eight that she realised she was different and one night she built the courage to ask her father. Abe told Moll she was a witch and that one day she would go to a school where she could learn magic. He gave her his old school books and Moll dived in with an open mind, eager to learn.
From that moment Molly counted the day until her eleventh birthday when she would be able to go to school. She enters Hogwarts with the knowledge she has read in her fathers books and an open, eager mind. She knew she would be sorted into one of four houses and had no inclination to any of them She was itching to make friends, get to her classes and experience the Wizarding world. With all of this she hoped that some day she could bridge the gap with her father and learn something of the one thing she longs to know about. Her Family.
Now aged seventeen Moll is still no closer to finding anything out, her school holidays up until now she has spent alone in her fathers house, hardly ever seeing him. Now she is drawing near to leaving school but before she does Moll has promised herself to speak with her father and demand to know about her family's past.
Physical Info::[/b][/i]
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Favorite Clothing: Skinny Jeans and T shirts
Favorite Color: Purple
Extra Info:Moll is of average height for her age, slim with medium length brown hair and blue eyes. She can usually be found in t-shirts that depict her favourite things, jeans and sneakers or knee high boots.
Moll is a kind, thoughtful young girl, she makes a good friend. She is rather quiet and reserved but has been known to act the fool within her circle of friends of who she cares for greatly and will always fight their corner if need be. She is always ready to dish out advice although it isn't always welcomed. She is often called a know it all but she always means well.
Moll enjoys reading, writing, doing experiments and collecting trinkets, Moll becomes interested in new things very easily and loves to take things apart and study them to see how they work. When she leaves school she would like to work at St Mungos
Sample RP::[/b][/i]
There was an opening in the huge black crate and Moll leaned forward to look inside, a foul stench filled her nostrils and she quickly drew back clutching her nose and mouth. Turning to leave she caught sight of some graffiti on the wall and stopped for a second to gaze at it wondering how it had got there and who had done it, as far as she knew graffiti was thing that muggle youngsters did, she had never seen it in the wizarding world before. The yellow word on the wall was so familair though ‘NOX’ it said.
She shook her head and began to run out the broken door of the make shift cabin and out into dark woods of the forbidden forest., she was sure there was something moving some where close by but she didn't dare stop to investigate.
Suddenly a female voice was calling “Moll, where are you?”
her heart lifted “ I'm here” she stammered “where are you? I cant see you”
“I'm up here” said the voice “Moll I'm scared” Moll spun around frantically looking for her friend but it was dark and all she could see were trees and beyond them who knew, the darkness of the woods loomed.
Suddenly something caught her eye, there was something shining in the branches of a nearby tree, caught in the weak moonlight.
“Poppy is that you?” she whispered into the night, peering up at the shape
“get me down, please Moll”
“how did you get up there Poppy?” Moll began to scramble up the base of the tree but there was nothing to hold on to and she soon had to admit defeat, she could hear Poppy up above begin to whimper.
“hold on” she said “I .... I will get you down with my wand .. don't worry” suddenly there was a loud crack above her head, bark and leaves began to shower her as a huge rotten branch came tumbling down.
Moll dived out of its path, rolling into the damp leaves “Polly” she shouted bracing herself for her screams, but they never came. She sat frozen still, breathing heavily through her nose, tears welling up behind her eyes. “Poppy” she whispered to herself.
A few minutes past, although it seemed like hours to Moll, leaves began to fall again and she peered up sobbing now, tears making tracks through the dirt on her face.
Some one was giggling up above Moll stumbled onto her feet, her head spinning now “what is this place?” she screamed
“Moll I'm ok” said a familiar girly voice “look”
From one of the thick tree branches a figure leapt but it did not fall, it soared elegantly to the ground and landed gracefully in front of Moll giggling.
“what, how ....” stammered Moll as she stared at her friend Poppy, she tried to speak but words failed her, instead she grabbed Poppy and hugged her as tight as she could and as she did she looked over her friends shoulder and stroked her beautiful wings.
“Blimey“ she said sniffing back the tears “not a bit of wonder you ran away, did you mean for that to happen, whats going on out here and what was in that crate? Questions were forming in her mind but right now Moll was happy to have found her friend Poppy.
