Post by Asphodel Monroe on Sept 21, 2009 1:17:57 GMT -5
[DRAMATIS PERSONAE]
Name: Asphodel Aurora Monroe
Nicknames: Ash
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Date of birth: October 31, 1975
Blood status: Pure
Special status:
Play By: Demi Lovato
[THE MASK]
Hair color: Black
Hair style: Long and curly
Eye color: Caramel Brown
Height: 5'4
Weight: 101
Build: Petite
Fashion: Is most comfortable in converse skinny jeans and band shirts.
Distinguishing features: Her pale white skin
[INNER THOUGHTS]
Overview: Ash is a sharpie addict and caffeine addict. But giving Ash coffee would probably be the worst thing a person could do. Because when she drinks coffee or an energy drink she is bouncing off the walls and she’s all ready naturally hyper. But giving her caffeine is like lighting off a nuke. She also likes to draw on her self when she is in her hyper state, but she is also VERY rebellious if she is hyped up on energy drinks. This is another situation that can make her short dangerous temper spike up. Ash isn't the type of person to take crap from someone, if someone messes with her chances are she will probably take them out. She is a fighter and has gotten in trouble for it loads of times.
Even though Ash seems like this totally tough fighter that doesn't like any one the truth is that she’s scared. At school she usually keeps quiet and keeps to her self unless someone messes with her but other then that she is content with going unnoticed. Ash loves music, she loves to play the guitar and the piano and she loves to sing but sometimes she can be shy when it comes to playing in front of other people because she feels that she will never be good enough for any one else and that they will laugh at what she sings. She writes her songs about how she feels and sometimes she doesn't want people to know exactly what she is feeling. If she does play or sing in front of you consider yourself lucky because that means that she actually trusts you.
The biggest part about Asphodel's personality is her depression. She’s a frequent cutter and she has attempted suicide a few times. She has tried to stop cutting several times because she wants to try to be happy but she always goes back to it. She uses it as an outlet for her depression but she’s starting to replace that with music. She is really talented when it comes to singing, playing the guitar and playing the piano. She loves to do those in her spare time and she is always writing songs. She wants to be famous. She uses music as an outlet at times because it is something that she can do when she is feeling sad or angry or alone, music is always there for her and it doesn't judge her or laugh at her when she messes up. That is why she often says that her guitar is her best friend.
Likes:
Singing
Guitar
Piano
Potions
Music
Converse
Alone Time
Spells
Reading
Watching people
Cooking
Her cat
The Moon
Sneaking out to see the stars
Dislikes:
Clowns
Spiders
Mud
Bugs
things that fly
flying
Charms
Silence
Detention
Play Dough
Being Diabetic
Her southern Accent
Habits:
Snapping a rubber band across her wrist
messing with her hair
tapping her fingers when thinking
rolling her eyes
sighing
Strengths:
Singing
Potions
Guitar
Weaknesses:
Sugar
Boys
Homework
Fears:
The Dark
Silence
Spiders
[BEHIND THE MASK]
Animagus:
Patronus:
- When able to perform a patronus: 5th year
- Memory Used:
Mirror of Erised: Standing on a stage playing in front of thousands.
Amortentia: Camp fire, vanilla, Caramel
Veritaserum:
Boggart: Clown
[HOGWARTS INFORMATION]
House: Slytherin
Wand: 6 1/2, Dragon Heartstring, Willow
Best subjects: potions, DADA
Worst subjects: flying and charms
Pets: Black cat named binx
Hogsmeade trips: Yes
[HISTORY]
Asphodel Aurora Monroe was born on October 26 to Joey and Alexis Monroe in London England. Her mother and Father had lived there for most of their lives. Ash never really knew her mom though because she left shortly after Ash was born so her father Joey raised her. While she was growing up she always asked her dad why he never got remarried and every time he answered he would say because she was the only girl he needed in his life. A little after Ash was born her father got transferred to the US army and they moved to Texas. Ash grew up being a total tom boy, she loved to get dirty and play sports with her dad and all the new recruits. You see her dad was a much respected general in the United States Army and they lived on an Army base in Texas for most of her life. When ever her father had to leave for long periods of time he would just leave her there and all the other wives of the guys there would take care of her that was where Ash learned to become girly.
When Ash turned 11 she noticed that something’s were different, things would happen and she wasn’t totally sure why. When her dad got back from a mission he told her all about him and her mom being witches and wizards, Ash thought that he was kidding and she didn’t really believe him until he proved it. She always asked him why he was doing stuff in the Army if he was a wizard and he said because he liked it and because he liked to help people. When she got into her teen years she started home schooling because she started traveling all around the world with her dad. He had gotten a new job and had to do a lot of special op stuff, but he never told Ash because he didn’t want her to worry so she just figured maybe it was dangerous and he didn’t want her to get scared or something. The older Ash got the more restless she got about not being able to stay in 1 place and make friends or have a social life because either they were always moving her he made one of his guys go with her to ‘keep her safe’. Her dad also wanted to try to keep her normal but her Aunt insisted that she go to school so she went to Beauxbatons Academy while her dad was away.
Ash was sitting at home one cold rainy day when an Army jeep pulled up, she was so excited because she thought that it was her dad but when a bunch of other people stepped out she felt her heart sink into her stomach. They told her that her dad had gotten shot during his mission and it broke Ash. She knew that it was her fault; her father was probably trying to rush so he could get back to her and now she had lost the only person that she could ever count on in her life. The only person that ever wanted to take care of her and keep her safe, they still wouldn’t tell her what he was doing and she doesn’t know why, she just knew that her dad was gone. Ash dropped out of Beauxbatons and didn’t really feel like doing much anything, she didn’t even want to live. Ash sunk into depression. All she would do was sit in her room and play her guitar and she started cutting. She got sent to live with a different aunt in London and was shortly after transferred to Hogwarts. She is planning the funeral for her father, they brought her back his dog tags and she never takes them off. There are a lot of things that will set her into a fit of tears that remind her of her father and she’s not sure that she can get over loosing him any time soon. She has become rather anti social and is extremely violent if someone messes with her. She has a certain disliking for muggles since one of them killed her dad. She’s rather good at DADA and potions but lacks in the ability to do charms perfectly. She rather enjoy's getting into fights and teaching people not to mess with her.
A recent hard point in her life is that right before her father died she was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. The headmaster helped make it to her diabetes stuff works in the castle grounds and she gets made fun of for it on a regular basis.
When Ash turned 11 she noticed that something’s were different, things would happen and she wasn’t totally sure why. When her dad got back from a mission he told her all about him and her mom being witches and wizards, Ash thought that he was kidding and she didn’t really believe him until he proved it. She always asked him why he was doing stuff in the Army if he was a wizard and he said because he liked it and because he liked to help people. When she got into her teen years she started home schooling because she started traveling all around the world with her dad. He had gotten a new job and had to do a lot of special op stuff, but he never told Ash because he didn’t want her to worry so she just figured maybe it was dangerous and he didn’t want her to get scared or something. The older Ash got the more restless she got about not being able to stay in 1 place and make friends or have a social life because either they were always moving her he made one of his guys go with her to ‘keep her safe’. Her dad also wanted to try to keep her normal but her Aunt insisted that she go to school so she went to Beauxbatons Academy while her dad was away.
Ash was sitting at home one cold rainy day when an Army jeep pulled up, she was so excited because she thought that it was her dad but when a bunch of other people stepped out she felt her heart sink into her stomach. They told her that her dad had gotten shot during his mission and it broke Ash. She knew that it was her fault; her father was probably trying to rush so he could get back to her and now she had lost the only person that she could ever count on in her life. The only person that ever wanted to take care of her and keep her safe, they still wouldn’t tell her what he was doing and she doesn’t know why, she just knew that her dad was gone. Ash dropped out of Beauxbatons and didn’t really feel like doing much anything, she didn’t even want to live. Ash sunk into depression. All she would do was sit in her room and play her guitar and she started cutting. She got sent to live with a different aunt in London and was shortly after transferred to Hogwarts. She is planning the funeral for her father, they brought her back his dog tags and she never takes them off. There are a lot of things that will set her into a fit of tears that remind her of her father and she’s not sure that she can get over loosing him any time soon. She has become rather anti social and is extremely violent if someone messes with her. She has a certain disliking for muggles since one of them killed her dad. She’s rather good at DADA and potions but lacks in the ability to do charms perfectly. She rather enjoy's getting into fights and teaching people not to mess with her.
A recent hard point in her life is that right before her father died she was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. The headmaster helped make it to her diabetes stuff works in the castle grounds and she gets made fun of for it on a regular basis.
[FAMILY]
Father: Joey Valentine, dead
Mother: Alexis Valentine
Siblings:
Other: Aunt Rose Valentine, works at the ministry of magic.
[OUT OF CHARACTER]
Goes by: Ari
Experience: 4 years
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Roleplaying sample: Aedee had yet another sleepless night by her self in the large mansion on the edge of the forest in Forks Washington. Aedee usually never slept because of the nightmares that would occupy her dreams, she could never get away from them no matter how hard she tried so she just didn't sleep until it got to the point that she couldn't keep her eyes open any more then she would force her self to sleep. She was thinking about when she was going to start school, she was nervous and she didn't even know why. She knew no one would like her, she was the depressed new girl, that didn't really stick her in with the popular people so she didn't even try, she dressed how she normally would every day because she didn't need to impress any one. She was figuring she would screw up and get sent away again, she was so used to no one wanting her that it hardly phased her.
She tugged on a pair of black skinny jeans and a gray and white stripped long sleeved shirt that hid the multiple scars up and down her arms. It was a frequent thing she did, it made her feel better. She tried to stop but that didn't really work well for her because she just relapsed twice as hard. Self mutilation was her biggest problem and her biggest flaw. She almost never wore short sleeved shirts because she didn't want any one to see the scars that laced her arms. Some old and fading, some still new and tender to touch. It was a daily thing for her, along with the many suicide attempts that ran threw her head on a constant bases. She couldn't help it, she was depressed all the time and the chemo just mad it worse. She hated her life and she wanted to end it more then anything but something or some one always stopped her and it sucked. She was so pathetic that she couldn't even kill her self right.
Walking out the door she pulled her black hoodie on and flipped the hood up over her dark brown straight hair. She didn't like all the rain that poured down non stop in Forks. Climbing into the drivers side of her black Lexus. She didn't like the car and she didn't have her license yet her new parents insisted that she drove it. They weren't even ever home, her new dad was always in Hollywood and her new mom was in Paris so it was like she was living alone. She was always alone, she liked it better then having to move to a different foster home every few months. That was one of the reasons she was starting as a 16 year old sophomore, she missed to much school switching and not really caring. She parked and followed every one into the classes and sighed as she sat in her first period. Math. She sucked at math.
She got called up to the board and bit into her lip as she tried to write out the problem. She was wrong which resulted in her being laughed at and she ran out of the room grabbing her stuff. She got in her car and was glad that the rain had stopped finally. She drove past her house and just kept driving till she came to a part of the forest she hadn't been in before. She grabbed her back pack and slipped it round her shoulders pulling it tight, it had her razor blades in it. She grabbed her guitar case out of the back seat and walked to the middle of a clearing and sat down feeling the rain drops fall lightly on her black hair. She started to play and sing a song that she had been working on. It was about a stupid guy she still liked back in Texas but she knew she would never see him again. She sighed as she finished the song and tugged her sleeves up looking down at the cuts on her arms. Some new and some old. All Self Inflicted.
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