Post by Jacque Brontë on Feb 16, 2009 4:09:25 GMT
nicole --- 15 --- U.S.A
♣ so you think you got it all figured out
Birth name ▪▪▪ jacquelyn fawn brontë.
Nicknames ▪▪▪ jacque (pronounced jackie).
Age ▪▪▪ eighteen.
Sexuality ▪▪▪ heterosexual.
Birthday ▪▪▪ december 14th.
Blood ▪▪▪ halfblood.
House ▪▪▪ slytherin-alumni.
Career ▪▪▪ potions apprentice.
Color ▪▪▪ A2868C.
Ability ▪▪▪ metamorphmagus.
Patronus ▪▪▪ maned wolf.
Boggart ▪▪▪ big slides (bad times).
Wand ▪▪▪ 10" - elder - hippogriff talon.
♣ you're an expert in the field, without a doubt
The Good ▪▪▪▪ tidy.
▪ determined.
▪ responsible.
▪ mature.
▪ utilitarian.
▪ vigilant.
▫ Jacque has spent the majority of her life as a very individual person, needing to prove for herself rather than relying on the short-term memory of her wayward grandmother. She usually was the one to take care of her father and has developed a very pleasant, helpful personality because of it. She is a very orderly girl and it's quite an accomplishment to have been able to pull her away from an uncompleted task after she has started it. Jacque tries to keep things to herself and be nice to others, believing that you shouldn't ruin someone else's day just because hers is bad.
The Bad ▪▪▪▫ stubborn.
▫ controlling.
▫ perfectionist.
▫ sarcastic.
▫ reactive.
▫ forthright.
▪ Stubborn is the perfect word for Jacque, who is determined to have things go her way in all situations that she can control. Most of the time, she is quite skilled at masking any sort of irritation but her personality can flip quite quickly, sometimes faster than her cool mind can follow. She is very thorough with everything she does and feels the need to be the one in charge, rather than just an underling. Jacque is also quite sarcastic, using that as her way to vent so bad feelings don't build up until she kills people.
The Love ▪▪▪▪ snow (but only before it turns brown and icky).
▪ big sunglasses or funny hats.
▪ tire swings.
▪ vintage.
▪ fire.
▪ bold colors.
▪ claude monet.
The Hate ▪▪▪▫ surprises.
▫ grudges.
▫ pointless stories.
▫ overly clean houses -- feels as if they aren't lived in.
▫ abbreviations.
▫ tea.
♣ but i know your methods inside and out
Eyes ▪▪▪ usually stays between the range of pale blue to pale green, whatever complements her current hair best.
Hair ▪▪▪ bust length, usually falling in slight curls or waves but occasionally straight. though she is a metamorph, jacque doesn't appreciate having vibrant "look at me" hair, and most wouldn't even know she was one unless they saw her change her hair color when strolling down the hall. most often a bright red, but it will also be raven, brunette, or blonde at times.
Height ▪▪▪ 5'5"
Weight ▪▪▪ 129 lbs
Build ▪▪▪ a little too curvy, with long legs that are a bit disproportionate to her torso.
Style ▪▪▪ jacque has no problem showing off skin when she is with her friends, but during classes she usually wears over-sized sweaters or something generally inexpensive.
♣ and i won't be taken in by fire and ice
Family ▪▪▪▫▫▫ Tobias Brontë [father--45]
▫▫▫ Britta Brontë [grandmother--71]
▫▫▫ Pamela Lavigne-Brontë-Walsh [mother--45]
▫▫▫ Rudy Walsh [younger brother--12]
Tobias ▫▫▫ Once a successful archeologist that made a living studying ancient-runes, now an accountant for Gringrotts. He was forced to make the job switch because of his daughter, since being an archeologist involved a lot of moving, a lot of traveling, and generally not being there. Now his smaller salary lets them live in a small, cramped flat in London with his daughter.
Britta ▫▫▫ A blunt old woman that can't take a hint for the life of her. She also resides in London because of the flower shop she owns in Diagon Alley called Pastels & Petals.
Pam && Rudy ▫▫▫ A muggle, Jacque isn't quite sure where she lives but is always told that she lives on the border between England and Ireland with her little brother, Rudy. Jacque does not know her mother and hasn't seen her since she was six years old, which means that she barely ever knew Rudy. No one knows if the boy has magical powers like her, or not. But as Jacque never saw a boy named Rudy in his age group at school, she assumes that he does not.
History ▪▪▪▫▫▫ Some girls appreciate the nerdy, archeologist-type and think that they are the safe form of an adventurous spouse. After all, there was a much lower risk of danger when you were dating a researcher, than if you were dating a biker. At least, that was the thought path that Miss Pamela thought was correct when she set her sights on the young and uniquely handsome Tobias Brontë. She, of course, had no idea what she was getting herself into, considering that magic just belonged in kids' stories. Right? Wrong.
▫▫▫ Things got hot quickly between Miss Pamela and the then-archeologist and looking back on it, it was probably foolish of them. The result was Tobias being forced to bury his skeletons deep in his closet, perhaps where all of the lost socks went, and jam a ring onto the muggle woman's finger. There were many wizard-muggle couples, he didn't think anything of it. Instead, he just left it as his dirty little secret and figured that it would be a nice surprise if any of their children got a special present on their eleventh birthday. Of course, Tobias was never one for thinking ahead and Jacque was one to make trouble for him.
▫▫▫ Strange things seemed to happen in the Brontë household. If Jacque wanted a cookie and wasn't aloud to get one, somehow the tray would float across the room towards the little girl. Pamela took it as her just being too tired and hallucinating. But it was her second ability that would out the secret of their abilities, as little Jacque would walk into the family room casually with a head of bright bubble-gum pink hair and nearly give her mum a heart attack while she tried to figure out what the little girl got into. And her tactless mother-in-law Britta would do her job to make things worse by exclaiming, "Good Lord, Tobias, why didn't you tell me that that little one was showing her magic! Much less that she was a damn Metamorph! I don't appreciate you keeping secrets from me."
▫▫▫ Pamela -- being a woman and unknowingly, a pregnant one at that -- overreacted in every way. Confused and frightened, she packed up her bags in the night and disappeared by the time six-year-old Jacque went to wake up her father. He was known to sleep through his alarm, even though she could hear it from the other side of their then large house. She, being a child, could pretty easily adjust to new things, but it still took her years to get over her mother leaving. This was mostly helped by her father destroying all her efforts of trying to contact her and making naughty Britta swear to keep things to herself. The only reason they knew anything about her still was because of Britta, who was nosy to the point of basically stalking the poor woman. That was how they knew she was remarried, with the child that was Jacque's full-brother and possibly a couple of half-siblings. The years that she spent thinking about the woman were mostly when she was younger, since by the time she was eleven she had much more important things on her mind than her deadbeat mother.
▫▫▫ Jacque was one of the few girls to actually adore school from the small amount of social times and all the interesting things you learned from the eccentric teachers. Her father had tried to teach her some basics of magic in the few years before she would go, but a lot of his time was spent at his new job as an accountant. This forced Jacque to be baby-sat by her straight-jacket-worthy grandmother in the flower shop, where she surely learned a lot of things that children that young shouldn't know. But, school liberated her from those awkward times and she found that she had a real passion for the hands-on classes. Specifically, potions, which amused her to no end. By her seventh year, she came to realization that she might not get to do potions for a while, and implored the professor to let her be his apprentice.
