Post by ellie1 on Nov 28, 2011 2:51:22 GMT 1
MILA TATIANA KRUM
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Your lights are on, but you're not home
Your mind is not your own
Your heart sweats, your body shakes
Another kiss is what it takes
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL
B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
NOW THAT'S EVIL. YEAH THANKS,
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NICKNAMES: Krum
AGE: Sixteen
DATE OF BIRTH: August 11th
YEAR: Six
HOUSE: Gryffindor
SEXUALITY: Straight[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK
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Mila has long, red hair. It's naturally brown, but she thinks the red suits her better. It's naturally curly, and she usually wears it that way.
EYE DETAILS:
big and green, usually accented with eyeliner
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD:
ruler shaped, about 130 lbs, and five feet eight inches tall.
FACE:
round, a few smile lines
STYLE:
She tries to keep her looks classy, but she loves to turn heads so she switches it up. Anything from skinny jeans to heels works for her.
PLAYED BY: Emma Stone[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]MAN, BACK WHEN I HAD A BODY,
OOH. I HAD MAD GAME
WITH THE BITCHES. JUST
ASK BELLATRIX LESTRANGE![/color][/font]
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winning, being the best, friends, family, loyalty, playing Quidditch, butterbeer, parties, boys, gossip, dueling, passing notes, shopping, Hogsmeade, flying, compliments, candy, firewhiskey.
LOATHES:
detention, forgetting things, the typical Slytherin attitude, studying, embarrassment, being misjudged, explaining things, boredom, losing, being denied a fight, going unnoticed, vegetables.
BOGGART:
being alone
DEMENTOR:
There was an incident a few years back where her older brother got into a huge fight at school. Thankfully he wasn't punished too severely. He was injured pretty bad though, and it scared Mila to death. Plus, she was the one who had to tell her parents. She could hardly write that letter, she was shaking so bad.
PATRONUS:
giraffe. her favorite memories come from her youth. Her father taught her to play Quidditch, and they practiced together for hours on end. It was wonderful bonding time for the both of them, and from those experiences, Mila has gained a life goal to become a professional Quidditch player like her father.
AMORENTIA:
vanilla, pumpkin juice, daisies, and lemons.
VERITASERUM:
secretly sensitive, secretly afraid of several magical creatures
STRENGTHS:
not afraid of a duel, Quidditch, determined
WEAKNESSES:
sensitivity, big mouth, stubborn, self centered
PERSONALITY:
Mila is a very confident young lady. She's very proud of who she is and where she comes from. It's rare for her to worry about how other people look at her. She's got friends as she is, so she doesn't see the need to please people simply for the sake of pleasing people. She is naturally friendly, but she can be short and seem cold. She chocks it up as her Bulgarian heritage. Her father wasn't a big talker, and neither was she. She's always herself. She doesn't pretend to be something she's not. The only time she tries to really show off are in duels. Even if she's not as haughty as she appears, she acts as though she is. It's not that she wants to be feared; she wants to be respected. She wouldn't dream of fighting her friends, but she'd stick of for them any day.[/SIZE]
Mila is fairly clever. She doesn't have much intelligence, but her common sense is sharp. She's quick on her toes. She has a bit of a sarcastic nature. It attracts some people and pushes others away. She doesn't really like being serious, though people sometimes think she does when she's in one of her i-don't-want-to-talk-to-you kinda moods. She's acts out in class sometimes, landing her in detention.
Mila's also very determined and stubborn. She has a dream of being a professional Quidditch player, and you better believe she's gonna do all she can to get there. She's extremely competitive against the other house teams. She's also very stubborn in her beliefs. It's hard to influence her to do something or being something she doesn't want to do or be. She can be playful with it though, When she's not giving in, if she's talking to a friend, she's friendly about it. Even if she has her set standards, she's respectful towards what other people think. It comes from the varying views in her own family.
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED
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BUY OUT NASA WHEN
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FATHER: Viktor Krum, very famous professional Quidditch player, former Durmstrang.
SIBLINGS: ____ ____ krum, seventeen, slytherin.
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES: family friends
WEALTH STATUS: upper middle class
BIRTHPLACE: Bulgaria
CURRENT RESIDENCE: London
HISTORY:
Viktor Krum was a very famous man. He started out as a professional Quidditch player at an early age, he participated in the Triwizard Tournament, and he was a definite ladies man. When he was twenty, he met Miss Belladonna Hastings. She was a reporter for the Daily Prophet who had went to Bulgaria to interview him. Neither of them had expected to meet the loves of their lives that day. After a couple months of sending letters back and forth, Belladonna moved to Bulgaria to be with Viktor, and they were married less than a year later. They both wanted a family. Viktor wanted a boy; Belladonna wanted a girl. They both got their wishes. They had a son, then had Mila the following year.[/SIZE]
Belladonna and Viktor discussed moving to Britain for a long time. Viktor really didn't want to leave his home. They decided, however, that a life in Britain would be better, especially for Mila and her brother. Viktor had fallen in love with Hogwarts after he'd been there when he competed in the Triwizard Tournament, so any reason to stay behind in Bulgaria would have been selfish on his part. And so, the Krums moved to the UK when Mila was a mere five years old. Belladonna continued her work with the Daily Prophet while Viktor became a highly respected Quidditch trainer. They situated in London suburbia.
In her youth, Mila was a spoiled little girl. Her father gave her one of his top notch brooms. Her mother bought her all kinds of clothes. As the only girl, she didn't feel to much competition with her brother. They were very different growing up. They were fairly close as brother and sister, though. She liked him at least; that was why she always teased him. The both displayed their first signs of magic at the same time actually. Mila had thrown a stick at her brother with magic, then he threw it right back at her the same way. After that, Mila wanted to see her parents do magic all the time. She had never realized how incredible it truly was. At the age of eleven, she received her Hogwarts letter and bought more than she needed in Diagon Alley.
At Hogwarts, Mila was sorted into Gryffindor. She'd hoped to be sorted into Slytherin like her brother and mother had been. She made the best of it anyway; she'd always heard that the greatest heroes came from Gryffindor. During her first couple years, she made very good grades. She excelled in flying her first year, something no was was surprised at. Her grades first began slipping when she began playing Quidditch her third year. She made a lot more friends that year, and her studies became something of less importance. She's always done well enough to get by though. The only class she was really bad in was Care of Magical Creatures. She failed that one; those creatures scared her to death. Thankfully, that class isn't required to be professional Quiddtch player. Mila is currently in her sixth year; she just wants to have fun.
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[/color][/font]EVERY TIME I LOOK AT
HER I GET THESE PAINS
IN MY CHEST AND I KNOW
ITS HER FAULT, THAT BITCH![/color][/font]
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AGE: Seventeen
GENDER: Female
EXPERIENCE: six years
HOW YOU FOUND US: I'm an admin, yo.
RP SAMPLE:
A sigh escaped Lily's lips. The only negative thing to her about being a Potter was all the high expectations that were put on her. She couldn't be angry with her father though. He himself didn't choose to be The Chosen One. It wasn't really his fault that he was a hero; it was his duty to defeat Voldemort. Though she has always been proud to be his daughter, she hates the pressure she's always been under to be just as great as her father. And as everybody knows, that may very well be impossible. But apparently, any child of the greatest wizard of all time has to be just a notch below him talent wise, right? That's the way it seemed; everyone she knew expected her to either be a star Quidditch player or a fantastic auror who slays dark wizards on a daily business. Lily, however, has always wanted to live more simply.
Lily laced up her Quidditch boots as she glanced around the tent at her teammates. She could see the excitement on everyone's face. Meanwhile, her face spelled nerves. After all, this was the game for the Quidditch Cup, and her parents would be watching. She felt as though since this was her final year, Gryffindor must win. This was why seventh year was proving to be very difficult for her. Not only did she have her upcoming N.E.W.T.s to worry about, but she was also expected to aid in bringing the Gryffindor Quidditch team to victory over Slytherin. Not only was it expected of her, but she also wanted it extremely bad for herself. She wanted her father to brag about how Lily was the star chaser on the team who won the Quidditch Cup, just as he had done with Lily's brothers before her. That's another thing... Being the youngest Potter sucked more than being older. Her whole family was talented and wonderful; Lily felt mediocre in comparison. Not to mention that being the only girl was difficult as well - everyone says girls are smarter than boys, so having higher grades than her brothers was a must.
A large gust of wind blew into the Gryffindor tent from out of nowhere. A chill ran up her spine, but she couldn't be sure if it was the sudden weather change or her building nerves. Shoot. Something else to make this game more difficult, she thought in response to the storm brewing outside. It was times like these that made her glad she wasn't the team captain. She felt enough pressure already. Though she had no desire to be captain in the first place. For one, she doesn't really enjoy upholding a leadership position. Too much coercion, you know. Plus, she really just played Quidditch more for fun; up until this game, she didn't worry to much about whether a game would end in a victory or a loss. It would also be more heartbreaking to the fans to see the team lose if Lily was in charge of the team's training.
The rest of the team had taken a seat to listen to the captain's peptalk. Lily sat down next to one of her fellow chasers. The whole team held hands as the captain talked about how important this game was and blah blah blah. Lily really didn't listen. She already knew the importance more than anyone else. This would help to either make or break her reputation as a Potter. She would do anything she could to score numerous goals and make everyone watching proud. This included: her parents, the headmaster, her head of house, all of her professors, her friends, her enemies, all of her classmates, the minister of magic, and anyone else sitting in the stands. She knew all eyes would be on her today. Oh dear, she actually hadn't though of that too much. Her stomach began doing flips as she took a deep breath to calm herself.
Then it was time. The headmaster called the team out onto the field. The Gryffindor Quidditch team walked out onto the field together and began staring down the opposing Slytherin team. Lily caught the eye of a Slytherin chaser. The girl raised her eyebrows at Lily, as though she thought Lily wasn't going to be a difficult opponent. Lily smirked and took a glance up at the visitors box where her parents, Harry and Ginny Potter, were beaming at her. She glared once more at the opposing chaser. Bring it.
Lily laced up her Quidditch boots as she glanced around the tent at her teammates. She could see the excitement on everyone's face. Meanwhile, her face spelled nerves. After all, this was the game for the Quidditch Cup, and her parents would be watching. She felt as though since this was her final year, Gryffindor must win. This was why seventh year was proving to be very difficult for her. Not only did she have her upcoming N.E.W.T.s to worry about, but she was also expected to aid in bringing the Gryffindor Quidditch team to victory over Slytherin. Not only was it expected of her, but she also wanted it extremely bad for herself. She wanted her father to brag about how Lily was the star chaser on the team who won the Quidditch Cup, just as he had done with Lily's brothers before her. That's another thing... Being the youngest Potter sucked more than being older. Her whole family was talented and wonderful; Lily felt mediocre in comparison. Not to mention that being the only girl was difficult as well - everyone says girls are smarter than boys, so having higher grades than her brothers was a must.
A large gust of wind blew into the Gryffindor tent from out of nowhere. A chill ran up her spine, but she couldn't be sure if it was the sudden weather change or her building nerves. Shoot. Something else to make this game more difficult, she thought in response to the storm brewing outside. It was times like these that made her glad she wasn't the team captain. She felt enough pressure already. Though she had no desire to be captain in the first place. For one, she doesn't really enjoy upholding a leadership position. Too much coercion, you know. Plus, she really just played Quidditch more for fun; up until this game, she didn't worry to much about whether a game would end in a victory or a loss. It would also be more heartbreaking to the fans to see the team lose if Lily was in charge of the team's training.
The rest of the team had taken a seat to listen to the captain's peptalk. Lily sat down next to one of her fellow chasers. The whole team held hands as the captain talked about how important this game was and blah blah blah. Lily really didn't listen. She already knew the importance more than anyone else. This would help to either make or break her reputation as a Potter. She would do anything she could to score numerous goals and make everyone watching proud. This included: her parents, the headmaster, her head of house, all of her professors, her friends, her enemies, all of her classmates, the minister of magic, and anyone else sitting in the stands. She knew all eyes would be on her today. Oh dear, she actually hadn't though of that too much. Her stomach began doing flips as she took a deep breath to calm herself.
Then it was time. The headmaster called the team out onto the field. The Gryffindor Quidditch team walked out onto the field together and began staring down the opposing Slytherin team. Lily caught the eye of a Slytherin chaser. The girl raised her eyebrows at Lily, as though she thought Lily wasn't going to be a difficult opponent. Lily smirked and took a glance up at the visitors box where her parents, Harry and Ginny Potter, were beaming at her. She glared once more at the opposing chaser. Bring it.
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