Post by Richelle Fredrica Weasley on Aug 26, 2007 18:49:19 GMT -5
About You
Name: Brittney
Age: 17
RP experience: 6 or so years
Other Characters: Albus Severus Potter
About Your Character
Full Name: Richelle Fredrica Weasley
Age: 17
Year: 7th
House Wanted: Gryffindor
Wand: 12" Unicorn Hair, Mahogany
Appearance
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Red
Height: 5' 4"
Skin color: caucasian
General Appearance:
It is said that Richelle resembles her Aunt Ginerva "Ginny" remarkably. Richelle has a kind face that is spotted with quite a few freckles and her eyes gleam happily...at those she's happy with. There can be a spark of dislike in her eyes if anyone is to get on her bad side. Richelle is mostly seen bearing a smile across her face.
History/ Background
Parents: George and Angelina (Johnson) Weasley
Siblings: N/A (unless someone wants to make a character for it)
Other Relatives: All the Weasleys and Potters
History:
Richelle, often refered to as "Freddy", was born to George and Angelina two years after the tragic death of George's twin brother Fred. In his memory, the couple, married one year after Fred Weasley's death, gave Richelle the middle name of Fredrica. From there, everyone eventually ended up nicknaming her "Freddy" because her personality reminded them overwhelmingly of Fred. Richelle, after becoming old enough to understand the true meaning of her nickname, felt sorry that she had never had the chance to get to know the uncle that she had taken her personality from. Around the age of eight, Freddy started to show a liking of Quidditch, the beater position to be precise. From then her parents taught her how to play. Even earlier to that was her love of pulling pranks. Periodically, her father would take her to the joke shop with him while he was working. At the age of 11, and at much joy to herself, Richelle was accepted into Hogwarts, where she's been training every year since. She is now entering into her seventh and final year at Hogwarts.
Personality
Likes:
-Quidditch-Beater position
-Flying
-Pranks
-Breaking rules
-Making friends
-Hanging out with family
-A good challenge
Dislikes:
-spiders (must've got it from Uncle Ron)
-Serving an "unworthy" detention
-Dragged out classes
-Insults/threats to her family
-Slytherins
-Restrictions
Strengths:
-Pranking
-Transfiguration
-Getting out of sticky situations
-Quidditch/flying
Weaknesses:
-Every so often a prank gone too far
-Quick defense to family members (sometimes before thinking it out)
-Sometimes quick to stereotype
-Potions...they sometimes come out being not so perfect
General Personality:
Freddy is much like her deceased Uncle Fred when it comes to personality. She loves to pull and come up with new pranks. Freddy's also not one to back down from a fight (much like the Quidditch situation that got his Harry's and George's brooms confiscated). Freddy is always ready for a fun time partying with her friends but she doesn't get stupid with it. She'll do anything to make sure her family and friends are safe, especially knowning what happened to her Uncle Fred's life and her father George's ear. She can be your best friend or your worst enemy, you decide.
Extra N/A
RP Sample:
"Ugh!" Richelle exclaimed, as the red head's hair was covered in green slime. Apparently, a group of first years were attempting to make some sort of a potion in the study hall to the left of the entrance when it went terribly wrong. Instead of turning a bright blue color, it turned a nasty shade of green and exploded sideways covering Freddy Weasley as well as two of the five first years making the concoction.
"What the bloody 'ell are you kids doing?" Asked the first year, her arms spread out to her sides, a look of shock and discust on her face. The first years seemed scared of the seventh year that stood before them, plastered in the muck that they had just covered her in. Taking her hands slowly to her face, Freddy wipped the slime off of her face and flicked it to the floor. Taking a deep breath she said in a calm voice, "Well...at least no one got hurt then..." And with a sigh she gave the first year to the left of her, one that was covered in the stuff as well, a pat on the back and walked out of the room.
Name: Brittney
Age: 17
RP experience: 6 or so years
Other Characters: Albus Severus Potter
About Your Character
Full Name: Richelle Fredrica Weasley
Age: 17
Year: 7th
House Wanted: Gryffindor
Wand: 12" Unicorn Hair, Mahogany
Appearance
Eye color: Blue
Hair color: Red
Height: 5' 4"
Skin color: caucasian
General Appearance:
It is said that Richelle resembles her Aunt Ginerva "Ginny" remarkably. Richelle has a kind face that is spotted with quite a few freckles and her eyes gleam happily...at those she's happy with. There can be a spark of dislike in her eyes if anyone is to get on her bad side. Richelle is mostly seen bearing a smile across her face.
History/ Background
Parents: George and Angelina (Johnson) Weasley
Siblings: N/A (unless someone wants to make a character for it)
Other Relatives: All the Weasleys and Potters
History:
Richelle, often refered to as "Freddy", was born to George and Angelina two years after the tragic death of George's twin brother Fred. In his memory, the couple, married one year after Fred Weasley's death, gave Richelle the middle name of Fredrica. From there, everyone eventually ended up nicknaming her "Freddy" because her personality reminded them overwhelmingly of Fred. Richelle, after becoming old enough to understand the true meaning of her nickname, felt sorry that she had never had the chance to get to know the uncle that she had taken her personality from. Around the age of eight, Freddy started to show a liking of Quidditch, the beater position to be precise. From then her parents taught her how to play. Even earlier to that was her love of pulling pranks. Periodically, her father would take her to the joke shop with him while he was working. At the age of 11, and at much joy to herself, Richelle was accepted into Hogwarts, where she's been training every year since. She is now entering into her seventh and final year at Hogwarts.
Personality
Likes:
-Quidditch-Beater position
-Flying
-Pranks
-Breaking rules
-Making friends
-Hanging out with family
-A good challenge
Dislikes:
-spiders (must've got it from Uncle Ron)
-Serving an "unworthy" detention
-Dragged out classes
-Insults/threats to her family
-Slytherins
-Restrictions
Strengths:
-Pranking
-Transfiguration
-Getting out of sticky situations
-Quidditch/flying
Weaknesses:
-Every so often a prank gone too far
-Quick defense to family members (sometimes before thinking it out)
-Sometimes quick to stereotype
-Potions...they sometimes come out being not so perfect
General Personality:
Freddy is much like her deceased Uncle Fred when it comes to personality. She loves to pull and come up with new pranks. Freddy's also not one to back down from a fight (much like the Quidditch situation that got his Harry's and George's brooms confiscated). Freddy is always ready for a fun time partying with her friends but she doesn't get stupid with it. She'll do anything to make sure her family and friends are safe, especially knowning what happened to her Uncle Fred's life and her father George's ear. She can be your best friend or your worst enemy, you decide.
Extra N/A
RP Sample:
"Ugh!" Richelle exclaimed, as the red head's hair was covered in green slime. Apparently, a group of first years were attempting to make some sort of a potion in the study hall to the left of the entrance when it went terribly wrong. Instead of turning a bright blue color, it turned a nasty shade of green and exploded sideways covering Freddy Weasley as well as two of the five first years making the concoction.
"What the bloody 'ell are you kids doing?" Asked the first year, her arms spread out to her sides, a look of shock and discust on her face. The first years seemed scared of the seventh year that stood before them, plastered in the muck that they had just covered her in. Taking her hands slowly to her face, Freddy wipped the slime off of her face and flicked it to the floor. Taking a deep breath she said in a calm voice, "Well...at least no one got hurt then..." And with a sigh she gave the first year to the left of her, one that was covered in the stuff as well, a pat on the back and walked out of the room.
