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Post by Neco on Jul 8, 2009 22:03:13 GMT -5
WOO, an RP for any and all original characters we can throw in the HP universe, haha.
Rules No godmodding -- don't do things to other people's characters without asking them first. Permission is lovely. Spelling & grammar are ace This is primarily for OCs, but you're welcome to play premade characters -- just post who you want to play and we'll make a list! Please try to follow the HP universe rules -- Hogwartz does not have internetz.
Setting This takes place in Year 6, when it has all hit the fan and Voldemort is striking back like the Empire. We're not following the EXACT storyline chapter by chapter, since this is OC... but just go generally, I guess. I want this to be kinda long term, so it can stretch through DH and maybe beyond... WHO KNOWS.
If you want to play, post up a character sheet and hit it!
Taken HP Characters
Fred Weasley - Kenzie George Weasley - Kenzie Hagrid - Neco Luna Lovegood - Neco Professor Umbridge - Neco
Character Sheet Name: House/year: Bio: (a description on looks and personality/traits) Past History: (Anything that is needed to know in the past, things like bloodline and that nature could be found here) Other: (If you want to provide interests, pets, friends, skills, wand info, ect ect)
Any other characters you want to play:
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Neco's Sheet Character sheet: Name: Neco House/year: Ravenclaw, 7th Bio: 18, 5'2", thin. Dark brown hair cut back to her chin, with the tips dyed silver blue and spiked up in the back, with her bangs left long in her face; left eye is brown, right eye is blue. Has a paw print tattoo on her stomach just below her navel and the Egyptian Eye of Horus on the back of her neck. She has 6 piercings in her right ear and 7 in her left; her tongue is also pierced, and she has snake bite piercings on her lips. She's relatively quiet and keeps to herself, but is more outgoing with her friends. She has a temper when pushed, can be cranky when irritated and is also quirky in the eyes of other students given her background. She pretty much ignores the weird looks given to her and has a cynical view on the world. Past History: Originally lived in Chicago, IL, but relocated to London with her mom after her father died in a car accident. Has a younger sister and an elder brother, but they're no longer on speaking terms due to an unknown conflict. Other: Has a tom pixiebob named Mister. Smokes a pack of cigarettes a day, but is a polite smoker when around others.
I'll also be playing Hagrid, Luna Lovegood and Professor Umbridge when the time calls for it.
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Overworked, overstressed, and underpaid, Neco thought, blowing a stream of smoke from her nostrils in a snort. She flipped through another page of her checkbook, bi-coloured eyes taking in the still-falling numbers of her bank account. Apparently, wizards didn't pay any better than they did in Chicago, even if the British pound was worth more than the dollar. Guess trickle down economics don't mean bunk if you can blast it away with a spell.
She took another drag on her cigarette, booted feet propped up on the open train window and slumped down so that she was all but hidden behind the seat. Only the silver-blue tips of her gelled spikes were visible over the red leather, but she wasn't looking to be noticed; she had her fill of weird looks from Chicago, thank you very much.
She scratched in another entry with her cigarette dangling between her lips, then abruptly jerked as thirty pounds of cat leaped from the luggage rack to her seat. Mister blinked glittering yellow eyes at her, bobbed tail flicking, then stalked to the end of the seat, sitting as far from her smoke as he could. She snorted and puffed out another smokey breath.
"Don't knock it til you try it, kitty cat," she said around her cig. "Cancer is the new black this year."
The cat only gave her a disdainful look.
"Guess you're not a fashionisto, are you?" She shook her head and turned back to her checkbook; her pen was hovering over the paper when the train jolted, sending her sliding down another five inches in her seat. She shoved her pen into her pocket, then wormed her way back up into a sitting position, glancing over at Mister to make sure the cat hadn't taken any damage. Four legs being far better than two, he had, of course, remained in place and studiously ignored her, instead chewing delicately on a paw pad.
"Keep doin that, and you're gonna lose that foot," Neco said but the cat didn't acknowledge her. She dropped her eyes back to her checkbook and sighed. Sometimes being a wizard really blew.
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Post by kenzie on Jul 8, 2009 23:15:31 GMT -5
Name: Kenzie House/Year: Gryffindor - 7th Bio: 18, about 5'6", and around 130 in weight. Lighter skinned, with brownish blond hair that falls a little below the shoulders, and side swept bangs accompanied by a set of brown eyes. While she can be shy and outspoken at times, for the most part she is easy going and fun to be around. Likable and semi random, she keep's her friends close and would do anything for them. Kenzie is smart and tries to keep a level head, but can be quite persistent about her ideas and opinions, and willing to fight to defend whats important to her. Plays on the Quidditch team! As time goes on more or her personality will be revealed because frankly, I have idea atm hahah D: Past History: She's pureblood. She lived with her father most of her life due to her mother's run out on the family. He was in the ministry and order for a short time before he was killed. For the last year and a half she has been living among friends in the summer when she isn't at school, the Weasley's have invited her to live there during the summer until she can support her own self. Other: She owns an eagle owl named Glit, her wand is 11 inches and made of oak and unicorn's hair. Very close to Fred and George, and the Weasley family is now pretty much her adoptive family, along with the member's or the Order that she plans to join the moment she is out of school.
I'll play Fred and Georgie too~ ------------------
Dammit thought Kenzie, and the train rocked beneath her. Seven years riding the express to school each year, and she still couldn't walk right while it was in motion. She was always pretty clumsy.
She grabbed a hold of one of the compartment doors in order to steady herself. In one hand, she grasped the handle of her suitcase. She also had an empty owl cage strapped to her bag, for her eagle owl would rather be flying than swaying back and forth in a perch. Can't say she blamed him, either.
Kenzie was supposed to be looking for the twins, and more than likely Lee, Katie, and Angela. They were on the same team, in the same house, and practically family. God knows where they all were though, usually she could tell because it was usually the loudest of the compartments.
Suddenly, the Hogwarts Express lurched again, and before Kenzie had time to react, she was propelled forward and splayed on the ground. Dammit!
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Post by Neco on Jul 12, 2009 21:33:38 GMT -5
Neco heard a thump outside of her compartment and Mister's head popped up from his close foot inspection to peer around her leg. He blinked slowly and looked up at the young woman; he chuffed and twitched his bobbed tail.
"Don't ask me, kitty cat, I'm the tourist," she replied and pulled her cigarette from her mouth. She looked at it mournfully and flicked it out the window. She had no idea what the smoking laws in Britain were, but she highly doubted she could smoke on a train with another person in the car.
She rose to her feet, swaying with the train after so many years of practice on the El in Chicago. Mister stayed where he was; the cat rarely moved on the train unless he was forced to. Neco clicked open the compartment door and was surprised to find a girl sprawled on the floor, using her suitcase as a brace to get to her knees and clattering about with an empty owl cage.
"Hey, are you okay?" she asked.
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 13, 2009 6:37:09 GMT -5
Name: Kay House/year: 6th, Slytherin Bio: Pretty normal, considering that she's a slytherin. She's around 5'9 tall, with chin length brown hair swept over to the side in an 'emo' style. Not that she's emo; people who associate the muggle term with her get hit with rather nasty hexes, since she knows what it means. She has hazel eyes, green around the outside with an amber-brown ring around the center; build-wise, she's slim with curved hips and long legs, but doesn't weigh a great deal. The only real things that could make her special is that she's more than willing to socialize with those outside of Slytherin, she took Care of Magical Creatures as a specialist subject (and is Hagrid's pet pupil) and that she once got into a fight with Draco Malfoy and won by turning his hair red and gold. Stubborn as hell, she can have a sharp mouth on her and is sometimes a little too quick to attack; generally by kicking someone's legs out from under them and pointing her wand in their face. Other than that, if you make friends with her, she'll be loyal for life and she has a dirty sense of humor. Can be a daydreamer. Past History: Pureblood, comes from South Yorkshire in England. She has a slightly rough accent as a result, this being the reason why she got into her notorious fight with Malfoy, since he was mocking her way of saying 'all right' (all'ight). Her mother and her father are divorced, something incredibly rare among witches and wizards, and she has two half siblings from earlier marriages. They're not in contact, and neither is her mother. Other: She has a pet fruitbat named Bast, whom is not the sharpest crayon in the box, her wand is made of Silver Birch, 9 inches long with a dragon heartstring and she's addicted to chocolate frogs & coffee.
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"Hey, you're blockin' the corridor, love."
Kay was leaned up against the wall, after having walked down the corridor and not feeling too steady on the train at all. She looked down at the sprawled person on the floor. Gryffindor or Hufflepuff, she's betting. They're the only ones that look so hopeless when they fall over. That said, she offered her hand anyway, half crouching in front of the girl.
She spared a half hearted glance for the girl leaning out of the compartment, calmly taking the Raven claw robes as Bast, her fruitbat, crawled up the back of her robe. He'd been hanging upside down from the back of the neck, but now settled on her shoulder to gibber silently at the two other girls, his mouth opening and closing silently.
"Want some help getting up? And ignore the bat, Bast's just curious."
Her free hand raised to consider covering her Slytherin badge, but dropped again after a second; the hem of her robes are green, they gotta have guessed by now.
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Post by kenzie on Jul 13, 2009 18:59:26 GMT -5
Kenzie began to hoist herself back up when the nearest compartment door opened up, and a girl whom she knew from some of her classes poked out her head. Well, it was hard not to remember the Ravenclaw girl, she was a seventh year like herself and hard to overlook. "Yeah, I'm ok. You'd figure if everyone on here could use magic that someone would be able to make the ride a little less bumpy, eh?" She laughed, a touch of sarcasm in her voice.
Before carrying on any conversation with the Ravenclaw, Kenzie turned around to address the girl behind her. "Thanks, but I got it. Sorry about that though, didn't mean to clog up traffic." oh, a Slytherin. She kind of felt rude stereotyping the girl right off the bat, but since when were Slytherins nice people?
Kenzie suddenly felt awkward, standing out in the middle of the train corridor. She turned to the Ravenclaw girl and asked "Err.. would you mind sharing your compartment? I can't seem to find an empty one and I'll be damned if the twins think I'll be running around looking for them on this thing."
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Post by Neco on Jul 13, 2009 23:24:28 GMT -5
Neco had noticed the Slytherin girl as well and how she had tried to help the Gryffindor up; it was almost like the cat not ripping the bird's head off when it was down. The anthropologist in her was intrigued and the social outcast in her was desperate for more friends.
"If they didn't use a train straight from the 1800s and got a Metra, life would be easier for everyone," she replied and opened her compartment door wider to accommodate the red-robed girl. Her own robes gaped to reveal her jeans, Converses and vintage X-Men t-shirt, not that anyone had even heard of the X-Men in the wizarding world. After living so long in the Muggle world, trying to ignore the most she could about her heritage, it was a culture shock delving into both wizard and British society.
She looked at the other girl and waved into her compartment. "Did you wanna come in too? If you move that tub of lard, there should be enough room for three people."
Mister coughed at Neco's description of him and rose his feet, arching his back and kneading his claws into the seat, right where Neco would be sitting. He heaved a sigh and leaped ot the back of the seat, draping himself like a blanket across the leather.
Stupid cat.
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 14, 2009 3:42:55 GMT -5
Kay sighs, having seen the Gryffindor's face fall when she spotted the Slytherin badge. Bast, curious, crawls a little further down her robe and then faceplants, straight on the floor; scooping him up, she stands up quickly, letting him hook himself over her finger as she places him back on her shoulder.
"It's ok. And what's a Metra?"
The curious side of her tilts her head at the Ravenclaw, assuming the girl is muggleborn simply from the shirt. Not that she cares. The pureblood's just... amused. She saunters into the compartment on invitation, not even a little apprehensive about sitting with the older girls.
"Like balls am I running around this train looking for Malfoy. We're all supposed to sit with him and flatter his ego, you know. To Hell with that, the boy's got a big enough head."
With that, she flops down on a spare seat and grins, looking relaxed enough in the company of the other two girls. Bast slides down into her lap, ending up upside down and squeaking. She doesn't move him, this time and just starts rubbing the bat's stomach.
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Post by kenzie on Jul 14, 2009 11:03:58 GMT -5
"Thanks," Said Kenzie, smiling. It would be so much nicer to sit down in a compartment then hobbling around the corridor all ride.
"You know, hell with it" She muttered, before taking out her wand from her robes and pointing it at her suitcase. With a swish, she had her items safely stored up above their seats.
She then sat down in one of the seats, taking a look around the compartment. She spotted the huge cat, and the clothes the Ravenclaw was wearing. She also looked over at the Slytherin girl. It was strange, her being so nice and all. Usually, Kenzie would hate them all, since their whole house was made up of Death Eater spawn practically. She figured that there would be a nice Slytherin when pigs flew. Well. She had seen Malfoy up on a broom before, so she guessed that must have counted.
"I'm Kenzie, and you both are..?" She asked. It was true that she had seen them both around, but she never did know their names. Kenzie was kinda surprised at the bat, and wondered if the cat would spot itself a new meal or not. She hoped it was a not, because she loved animals and the thing was kinda cute.
"I know what you mean, though. I was attempting to find the twins, and some of the team. Now that Angela is the captain, we were going to go over some early training stuff, and some ideas for who the new mates will be."
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 15, 2009 16:36:04 GMT -5
(( are we sticking to the order, or can I post here? :3 Oooh, and also, I want to play Draco Malfoy if that's ok <3 ))
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Post by Neco on Jul 15, 2009 16:51:01 GMT -5
[I'M SORRY GUYS IM REALLY SLOW. But you can post in whatever order you guys want lol]
Neco took a few steps back to allow the girls into the compartment, then sat down next to Mister, who was watching the strangers with the characteristic suspicion of a cat. He rumbled like a broken diesel truck and butted his head against her arm, blinking glowing yellow eyes at the two across from him.
"I'm Neco, and this monster is Mister," she said, tapping the cat on his head. He chuffed and threw himself against her arm, then crawled into her lap and plopped thirty pounds of cat onto her thighs. She dug her fingers into Mister's fluffy fur, using him to hide the tension she could feel traveling up her arms and into her shoulders. She didn't do well with strangers and here she was, throwing herself into the middle of the pond in a school full of different cultures. At least in Chicago she knew who to stay away from so she wouldn't get shot.
"A Metra is a type of train," she said in response to the Slytherin's question. "It actually has shock absorbers so you're not falling on your ass every time you get up." She saw the twin confusion on the other girls' faces and sighed inwardly. "Guess you guys don't get out into the Muggle world, do you?"
Great. Already alienating the rest of the school populace. What a way to start a year.
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 15, 2009 17:03:47 GMT -5
(( lol, it's ok Neco <3 you have irl stuff. x3 And canz I play Malfoyyyy? ))
Kay's face twists up in a small snort as the other girl mentions the Weasleys... not, as it first seems, because they're blood traitors. Oh no.
"Lucky you. Searching for them to talk about Quidditch has gotta beat telling Malfoy that he's got perfect hair for the bazillionth time. Oooh, Draco, those robes looks so good on you. Ooh Draco, you're so great. Ooh, Draco, I bet you win lots of Quidditch matches this year. BLAH, BLAH, BLAH."
The girl's apparent love of ranting about her most loved and most hated housemate is curbed by her pet bat biting her finger (getting himself a flick on the ear) and her curiousity at the muggleborn girl's description of this 'Metra'.
"Shock absorbers? I've never really been allowed into the muggle world. I hear that it's fascinating. I would have taken Muggle Studies, but my father would have blown up the house."
Pausing, she seems to realise something is off and bounces up and down in her seat, suddenly so much more happier.
"Oh, where are my manners? I'm pleased to meet you, my name is Kay. This is Bast, he's not very smart." Pointing down at the bat in her lap, she carries on, talking almost as fast as the more chatty Hufflepuffs. "You're both in 7th year, aren't you? You're older than me, then. I'm in the blond git's year, same as Potter. Only, I'm not as stupid as either of them."
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Post by kenzie on Jul 15, 2009 23:02:51 GMT -5
[ guysss, I won't be around till sunday so I gotta make an exit. and atm the best way I see getting out of it is being a bit bitchy ahha X: BUT DEV I LOVE YOU FERREAL<3]
The first thing Kenzie thought about Neco after they sat down was how overjoyed Mr. Weasley would be to meet her. Muggles interested him so much. " Well, friends and I will go into muggle town a lot during the summer, but its not a huge town. No metros or anything like one there. Sounds bloody useful though." She said, amused. Why couldn't wizards face the future too?
But Kenzie couldn't help but notice the pained look on Kay's face when Kenzie mentioned the Weasleys. She was going to left it go, cause she liked the girl, but another comment go to her. She huffed, " Harry is brilliant, you know. Best seeker we've had. A lot better than that prat Malfoy." Then, she got up, and said "You know, on second thought, I think quidditch talk sounds like a great idea."
It was stupid to think that a Slytherin and Gryffindor could be pals. She didn't even bother with her things, when they arrived she would come back for them or something. She yanked open the door of the compartment and walked out, turning only to say "It was nice meeting you both. Maybe we'll see more of each other in the future, who knows."
And with that, she was gone to find the rest of her friends.
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Post by Neco on Jul 16, 2009 0:18:41 GMT -5
Neco's eyes widened a bit at the sudden change in Kenzie's attitude and she was more than a little surprised when the girl rose and stormed out in a huff, slamming the compartment door so hard behind her it bounced back before clicking shut again. Mister snorted and twitched his tail, but otherwise kept his own counsel. He never did have much to say about anyone else's behavior; his critique was all for Neco.
She shifted the huge cat in her lap and wrapped an arm around his chest, looking back at Kay. "Uhh... call me a dumb American, but what was that about? Who's Harry Potter and why did she get into such a huff about it?"
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Post by Chaos on Jul 16, 2009 1:02:42 GMT -5
Name: Christine House/year: 6th year, Slytherin Bio: She has long, curly brown hair that is often mistaken for black, which sets her off and likely will earn a wand in the face, if not a fist. She isn't your typical Slytherin. She figures the only reason she was thrown into that House was because of both her heavy use of sarcasm and her strong belief that the magic world should be able to come out of hiding, and possibly even rule over muggles. She also strongly disapproves of violence to attain these means. She doesn't fit in among her fellow Slytherins and the other Houses tend to shun Slytherins, so she's pretty much an outcast. Sticking to her beliefs more than her wish to fit in, she pretty much remains out of any group, other than the nonconformist conform group. If anyone asks, she was simply in a pessimistic mood when they did sorting and the Sorting Hat must have been "a little confused." Past History: Half blood, her father was a wizard, mother a muggle. She lives with her mother in the muggle world, seeing as her dad ran off before she was born. She's curious about him, but if anyone asks she remains resilient that she couldn't care less, which is sometimes true. Other: Christine has a pet Maine Coon named Aaralyn with slightly longer hair than is normal for that breed and brilliantly green eyes. She's Keeper on the Slytherin Quidditch team but her aspiration is to become a Chaser and resents being "stuck in the back of the pitch with nothing to do." Her wand has the core of a Hair from the Mane of a Kelpie, and made of Yew, 12".
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Christine was walking carefully along the corridor to the train, dragging her luggage behind her and holding onto her cat for dear life, as the little critter would much rather go back and chase the rat they just passed, which she was still staring at forcefully. Going along, she couldn't find one compartment that was empty. She knew she shouldn't have changed into her robes in the bathroom before finding a place to sit. As she passed by a compartment on her right, she saw extra room. Just about to walk in and ask if she could stay there for the remainder of the trip, the blinds snapped shut as a particularly mean looking Ravenclaw glared at her.
"Well that wasn't rude," she muttered to herself, staring at the door. Hopeless, she was about to give up and sit down in the middle of the corridor, but then heard a door slam and a Gryffindor exited angrily from the compartment a couple doors down, not looking like she would be returning. Thinking quickly and deciding to jump on the chance, she walked swiftly over to the door and looked in through the window. Thank you! she shouted to nobody in particular, and saw a Slytherin in her grade who she actually could stand. Rushing in, she said happily, "Kay! I'm so glad I found you. I've been searching the entire train for a compartment and was about to give up when I saw you? What happened to that Gryffindor that stormed out? You wouldn't believe what this rude Ravenclaw did just outside," she rambled, not even minding if Kay thought she was insane. But then she realized they weren't alone in this compartment.
She turned to see a curious looking Ravenclaw sitting next to a rather large cat. "Oh," she said, a bit embarrassed now. "Er...hi. I'm Christine," her excellent and refined social skills showing a bit now. "Uh, this is Aaralyn," she said, indicating her cat. Christine was starting to blush by now, something she only did when meeting new people, and was revisiting the idea of sitting out in the hall. "Would you guys mind if we stayed in here for the rest of the way?" She waited for the usual and resounding 'no.'
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Post by Devilwing~ on Jul 16, 2009 4:12:26 GMT -5
Kay's eyebrow hikes itself higher and higher every moment that Kenzie talks, and then when she leaves, she starts laughing softly.
"Gryffindors, man. I love 'em. You know, they never ask what I mean before they storm off? I just said she was lucky for hanging around Weasleys, 'cuz they're a damn sight better than the ferret boy and she took it as an insult."
Looking over at Neco, she seems a little disbelieving that anybody could not know whom Harry Potter is. Bast agrees with her, since he's staring at the girl as well, with big black eyes and his mouth is gibbering silently.
"The dude with the scar. He's saved the Wizarding world a few times, yadda, yadda, but I still think he's dumb 'cuz he ain't punched Malfoy yet. He's still stuck on arguing with him. He's great at Quidditch, better than Malfoy, quite smart in everything apart from Potions, brilliant at kicking the Dark Lord's sorry ass... Apparently he's very good looking, but I spent most of my time watching Malfoy to dodge the next half-assed curse thrown my way, so I wouldn't know."
Her amusement is still clear, until the door opens, another Slytherin girl coming in. For a moment, she thought it was Pansy coming to collect her for let's all compliment the blond time, but apparently not. Her smirk gets wider when she recognises who it is, though she does pause for a moment to think that Neco might be a bit... intimidated, with two snakes in her compartment.
"Oh hey, Christine. It's not my compartment, you'll have to ask Neco here. I don't mind, though."
With that, she gives the girl a half-hearted smile reserved for the rest of her housemates and turns back to Neco with continued interest.
"Anyway, where've you been livin' for the past ... oh, I dunno, six years? Under a rock? I mean, you said you were American, but surely you know who Potter is over there?"
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