Post by Lunar Solar Star on Jan 18, 2008 19:10:59 GMT -5
Name: Lunar Star
Cannon Character: Yes/ No
Other Characters on the Site: None
Age and Birthday: 13//May 3rd, 1994
Blood line: 50% Veela, 50% Wizard
Sex: Female
Year: First?
House: Uhh...
Standing: Order Member
Pet: ~*!*~Three kittens~*!*~
Effel
Flotsam
Jetsam
Broom: Firebolt
Personality: Luna's passion is music. Her lucky clarinet can always be seen on her back. Long, emerald-green and polished, she'd die without it. Being weird and all, she'd play for anyone who'd listen. A leather guitar case leans against her bedroom wall. By day, bedroom decor; by night, an enchanted instrument. She tapes various guitar picks to her wall, spelling out her full name (Lunar Solar Star) as an artistic flair. A polished, wooden grand piano sits in Luna's living room. It's like Luna is magical; when her fingers touch the ivory keys, a beautiful symphony emitting itself from the lid.
Being artistic is another one of the teenage witch's 'good sides' of her personality. Her favorite form of art is sketching. A tan satchel is slung around her neck at most times, containing colored pencils, lead pencils, paintbrushes, oil pastels, stencils, tiny tubes of oil paint, and other art supplies. Luna also writes fantasy stories, not to mention doomed poetry, which should be able to bring us to the next portion of this 'slide show'... *Click*
Because of her firm belief in magic, Luna is often described as a 'retarded freak' and the like. She's always been an outcast in her Muggle school, except for two on-and-off best friends. There was one time where she had lamely made the worst mistake a girl like Luna could make in a Muggle school- make up her own alphabet. Two weeks without a single conversation. *Shudder* No way could Luna forget about that.
Luna also is a bit lazy, ordering her two older brothers around. She also has a bad habit of talking back to her parents all the time. She also breaks the rules, taking walks to where her parents had banned her. Luna is a tad Goth, wearing black all the time and whatnot... She is also a bit pudgy, but only a bit. She also has a terrible habit to bite her hair at times and pull strands out one-by-one. She also lies at times and is a bit conceited. Regardless, she's an average soul.
History: Lunar Solar Star was born to Septina and Quintus Star on May 3rd, 1994. Even though a baby, the little witch could remember everything that was going on that day. It was breezy, usual for Tiathard, Nalworsam. Her elder brothers, Jupiter and Pluto, stumbled around the hospital room curiously. Jupiter, being six, was in charge of Pluto, though just as curious as the other brother of three years. Septina gave them a weak death glare from the hospital bed. "Jupiter," she growled hoarsely, "follow your father to the carriage now, dear, it's getting quite breezy in here, you'll catch a cold." Luna looked curiously up at her mother. Mother Dear, Mother Dear, I finally have a Mother Dear, she sang quietly in her head.
Thirteen years passed; Lunar stayed as freakish as ever. Her mother and father were quite vexed by her 'devil-worshipping' interests, but, nonetheless, were as interested in the gray-eyed Veela. "Luna," Septina whispered, watching her eleven-year-old daughter twirl her wand through her fingers, "don't you want to be like the other girls? You know, enjoying princesses and unicorns and whatnot?" Luna looked up, pure annoyance smothering her pale face. "They're interested in boys," she grunted, lowering her head. "And besides, they both hate me, both genders." Septina sighed heavily. It was a good yet bad attempt.
Two years danced by since the small conversation, inwhich Luna received an acceptance letter from Beauxbatons Academy. "Bo-bay-tuns," Luna muttered, pinning the letter onto her bedroom wall beside the collage of picks. "Bo-buh-tawns," her mother continued, her olive-green eyes dotting up and down the silver letters. "Hmm... says here you're attending the school in two weeks."
Strengths: Magic, mythology, music, art, fantasy
Weaknesses: Ghosts, anti-magic believers, doubters, racists
Wand: Veela-hair||Non-flexible||Emerald Gem on handle||Purpleheart||Eleven Inches
Appearance:
Post Example: "'Quoth the Raven, Nevermore.'" Ten pairs of eyes burned icily on Luna's body. "Lunar Solar Star," muttered Evelyn Eddleton, "there is something wrong with you. I could smell it ever since you walked into the school." Of course, thought Luna, her bottom lip quivering, you'll be able to smell everything with that big honker of yours. "That is enough," sniffed Master Mann. "Back away from Miss Looney." Luna looked up, sniffing. "My name's Luna," she whispered hoarsely. "There's no such adjective as 'Luna'," Master Mann scoffed, stomping into the school building.
The Application Question:
1. Tiathard
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules at Beauxbatons Academy. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will post with detail and over 500 characters. I will not Godmode. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above.
I, Lunar Solar Star agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
Cannon Character: Yes/ No
Other Characters on the Site: None
Age and Birthday: 13//May 3rd, 1994
Blood line: 50% Veela, 50% Wizard
Sex: Female
Year: First?
House: Uhh...
Standing: Order Member
Pet: ~*!*~Three kittens~*!*~
Effel
Flotsam
Jetsam
Broom: Firebolt
Personality: Luna's passion is music. Her lucky clarinet can always be seen on her back. Long, emerald-green and polished, she'd die without it. Being weird and all, she'd play for anyone who'd listen. A leather guitar case leans against her bedroom wall. By day, bedroom decor; by night, an enchanted instrument. She tapes various guitar picks to her wall, spelling out her full name (Lunar Solar Star) as an artistic flair. A polished, wooden grand piano sits in Luna's living room. It's like Luna is magical; when her fingers touch the ivory keys, a beautiful symphony emitting itself from the lid.
Being artistic is another one of the teenage witch's 'good sides' of her personality. Her favorite form of art is sketching. A tan satchel is slung around her neck at most times, containing colored pencils, lead pencils, paintbrushes, oil pastels, stencils, tiny tubes of oil paint, and other art supplies. Luna also writes fantasy stories, not to mention doomed poetry, which should be able to bring us to the next portion of this 'slide show'... *Click*
Because of her firm belief in magic, Luna is often described as a 'retarded freak' and the like. She's always been an outcast in her Muggle school, except for two on-and-off best friends. There was one time where she had lamely made the worst mistake a girl like Luna could make in a Muggle school- make up her own alphabet. Two weeks without a single conversation. *Shudder* No way could Luna forget about that.
Luna also is a bit lazy, ordering her two older brothers around. She also has a bad habit of talking back to her parents all the time. She also breaks the rules, taking walks to where her parents had banned her. Luna is a tad Goth, wearing black all the time and whatnot... She is also a bit pudgy, but only a bit. She also has a terrible habit to bite her hair at times and pull strands out one-by-one. She also lies at times and is a bit conceited. Regardless, she's an average soul.
History: Lunar Solar Star was born to Septina and Quintus Star on May 3rd, 1994. Even though a baby, the little witch could remember everything that was going on that day. It was breezy, usual for Tiathard, Nalworsam. Her elder brothers, Jupiter and Pluto, stumbled around the hospital room curiously. Jupiter, being six, was in charge of Pluto, though just as curious as the other brother of three years. Septina gave them a weak death glare from the hospital bed. "Jupiter," she growled hoarsely, "follow your father to the carriage now, dear, it's getting quite breezy in here, you'll catch a cold." Luna looked curiously up at her mother. Mother Dear, Mother Dear, I finally have a Mother Dear, she sang quietly in her head.
Thirteen years passed; Lunar stayed as freakish as ever. Her mother and father were quite vexed by her 'devil-worshipping' interests, but, nonetheless, were as interested in the gray-eyed Veela. "Luna," Septina whispered, watching her eleven-year-old daughter twirl her wand through her fingers, "don't you want to be like the other girls? You know, enjoying princesses and unicorns and whatnot?" Luna looked up, pure annoyance smothering her pale face. "They're interested in boys," she grunted, lowering her head. "And besides, they both hate me, both genders." Septina sighed heavily. It was a good yet bad attempt.
Two years danced by since the small conversation, inwhich Luna received an acceptance letter from Beauxbatons Academy. "Bo-bay-tuns," Luna muttered, pinning the letter onto her bedroom wall beside the collage of picks. "Bo-buh-tawns," her mother continued, her olive-green eyes dotting up and down the silver letters. "Hmm... says here you're attending the school in two weeks."
Strengths: Magic, mythology, music, art, fantasy
Weaknesses: Ghosts, anti-magic believers, doubters, racists
Wand: Veela-hair||Non-flexible||Emerald Gem on handle||Purpleheart||Eleven Inches
Appearance:
Post Example: "'Quoth the Raven, Nevermore.'" Ten pairs of eyes burned icily on Luna's body. "Lunar Solar Star," muttered Evelyn Eddleton, "there is something wrong with you. I could smell it ever since you walked into the school." Of course, thought Luna, her bottom lip quivering, you'll be able to smell everything with that big honker of yours. "That is enough," sniffed Master Mann. "Back away from Miss Looney." Luna looked up, sniffing. "My name's Luna," she whispered hoarsely. "There's no such adjective as 'Luna'," Master Mann scoffed, stomping into the school building.
The Application Question:
1. Tiathard
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules at Beauxbatons Academy. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will post with detail and over 500 characters. I will not Godmode. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above.
I, Lunar Solar Star agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
