Post by Juliette Roisen on May 7, 2006 18:50:46 GMT -5
Name: Juliette Roisen
Canon Character: No
Other Characters on the Site: None, as of yet.
Age and Birthday: 16; Feburary 16
Blood line: Pureblood
Sex: Female
Year: 6
House: Temeraus
Standing: Death Eater Supporter
Pet: A black owl, named Les rêves Prennent le Vol; or just Rêves
(Dreams Take Flight; Dreams)
Broom: It's not proper for a lady of such high status to ride a broom often, or even own one. However, she does sometime ride a Nimbus 2001 at her home.
Personality: Juliette is one of those people who seem as if you could easily break her, but her personality doesn't match her looks. She has a fiery, cool temper and refuses to let anyone take control of her. She's a Roisen, and Roisens just don't let people take control of them. She is kind to those who are of high standing and of the purest blood, but thinks low of those who are under her. Not many will see the nicer side of her. Juliette loves money, and has grown up having it. She will spend and spend, without ever being yelled at by her father. They have too much of it, anyway. Juliette also loves proving people wrong, no matter the cost. She is intelligent, but refuses to learn what she thinks is "worthless." The only things that matter to her are those that can make her some-what powerful, and those that will help her later in life.
She was raised in the pureblood world, and therefor acts like how a pureblooded women should. Her voice stays low, never going to a high level unless she is heavily upset at something. Her face doesn't express true emotion, hidden by a mask and a fake smile whenever she needs it. She is a grand hostess, and loves throwing extravagant gettogethers with those of high standing also. She speaks six languages, those being one of the few things she cares about learning. Her grace is wonderful, and only dances with those who wont step on her feet. Many will trust her word, but she sometimes doesn't truly keep it.
History: There isn't much to say about her history, she'd grown up like her ancestors before her. Since she was three, she's had private tutors for everything. From table manners, to dancing, to even playing the flute. Her mother died when she was four, from an unknown cause, and so it was just her, her brother, and her father from then on. She was supposed to be another son, so her birth was a grave dissapointment for her father. She didn't see much of him in her childhood, therefor. But, she has always been taught that whatever he says- she must do.
When she was eleven, she recieved her letter for school, like every other magical child. Every year since then, she's been going to school for most of the year, then spending her summers in a lonely manoir. Most years, she'd keep to her "studies", reading books in Russian about the Dark Arts, or in Latin, about spells and such that have been used long ago. Most found her to be a loner, but in truth she refused to be near any of them. Most of the people she did converse with, sometimes, have already graduated. Most have joined the Death Eaters, others continue to support them.
Strengths: Juliette is a rather gifted hostess, she also is the perfect pureblood: able to hide emotions, and to take control of others. She is talented in languages, being fluent in sixth and rather enjoys learning about spells used in the past.
Weaknesses: She hides her emotions. Her insides are screaming out, but yet she refuses to let anyone see the true her, to see how she really is. Her delicate frame also leads her to find it hard not to be taken control of.
Wand: 10 1/4 inch, Rosewood, Unicorn Tail.
Appearance: [-looks for picture that will do-] Juliette is short, small framed, and rather tiny. But, not too tiny, since hse is only alittle shorter than average hieght for her age. She has clear blue eyes, that barely hold any expression except when near those close to her. He nose is small, but without a point at the top like most of her standing. Blonde hair flows in curls at a length that goes to about her mid-back. She usually wears it down, or up in some complicated ponytail. Her complexion is fair, and she never seems to get tan. But, the complexion goes perfectly with her features anyway.
Post Example:['tis will probably be rather bad....no muse today....]
Turn...creak...something fanning the air....Juliette's eyes turned quickly towards to door in her room. A brush was in her hand, still in her hair. She looked around..Funny, no one's there... she thought, getting up to close the door. She still had much to do before her father's buisness friends would be arriving, and she would have to go great them and their sons. They only ever brought their sons, and so she was stuck being looked at all night. However, that was not a problem; she was used to it by now. Taking a deep breath, she looked at herself in the mirror of her oak vanity. Her looks, now that truly was all that mattered to most. No one cared about how she knew the Roisen library from back to front or that she had been studying the Dark Arts in her own free time. In fact, many would just agree that those were horrible qualities. That she was too intelligent, or that she was too delicate to even think of preforming those things. No, she was just a trophy to be won.
Just a trophy to be won. That was all she was, just some prize to be handed off to whoever her father thought whould win. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Voices could be heard in the distance. She raised herself out of her seat, gradually making her wway across the vast bedroom. A silver and rose dress complimented her well, as she twisted the door knob. Once more the turn...creak...then a gust of air..before she stepped out of the room. A cough? Juliette turned quickly towards a painting to her right. Her stare became cold, as the man in the painting returned it.
Her feet continued to move, her body finally making it to the grand staircase leading to where her father and his guests were. His guests. Juliette closed her eyes once more, allowing herself to recollect. Her hand gripped the hand-painted fan that matched the dress, and would allow her to have something to play with while boring conversations were going on. Brushing a curl from her face, she moved her hand all the way across her face. The mask was on. A smile plastered on her face, Juliette began to descend the stairs to the smirks of the men bellow.
The Application Question: What is your favorite place in the world?
[Do I answer this?]1. California
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, Juliette Roisen [Alias: Corinne] agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
Canon Character: No
Other Characters on the Site: None, as of yet.
Age and Birthday: 16; Feburary 16
Blood line: Pureblood
Sex: Female
Year: 6
House: Temeraus
Standing: Death Eater Supporter
Pet: A black owl, named Les rêves Prennent le Vol; or just Rêves
(Dreams Take Flight; Dreams)
Broom: It's not proper for a lady of such high status to ride a broom often, or even own one. However, she does sometime ride a Nimbus 2001 at her home.
Personality: Juliette is one of those people who seem as if you could easily break her, but her personality doesn't match her looks. She has a fiery, cool temper and refuses to let anyone take control of her. She's a Roisen, and Roisens just don't let people take control of them. She is kind to those who are of high standing and of the purest blood, but thinks low of those who are under her. Not many will see the nicer side of her. Juliette loves money, and has grown up having it. She will spend and spend, without ever being yelled at by her father. They have too much of it, anyway. Juliette also loves proving people wrong, no matter the cost. She is intelligent, but refuses to learn what she thinks is "worthless." The only things that matter to her are those that can make her some-what powerful, and those that will help her later in life.
She was raised in the pureblood world, and therefor acts like how a pureblooded women should. Her voice stays low, never going to a high level unless she is heavily upset at something. Her face doesn't express true emotion, hidden by a mask and a fake smile whenever she needs it. She is a grand hostess, and loves throwing extravagant gettogethers with those of high standing also. She speaks six languages, those being one of the few things she cares about learning. Her grace is wonderful, and only dances with those who wont step on her feet. Many will trust her word, but she sometimes doesn't truly keep it.
History: There isn't much to say about her history, she'd grown up like her ancestors before her. Since she was three, she's had private tutors for everything. From table manners, to dancing, to even playing the flute. Her mother died when she was four, from an unknown cause, and so it was just her, her brother, and her father from then on. She was supposed to be another son, so her birth was a grave dissapointment for her father. She didn't see much of him in her childhood, therefor. But, she has always been taught that whatever he says- she must do.
When she was eleven, she recieved her letter for school, like every other magical child. Every year since then, she's been going to school for most of the year, then spending her summers in a lonely manoir. Most years, she'd keep to her "studies", reading books in Russian about the Dark Arts, or in Latin, about spells and such that have been used long ago. Most found her to be a loner, but in truth she refused to be near any of them. Most of the people she did converse with, sometimes, have already graduated. Most have joined the Death Eaters, others continue to support them.
Strengths: Juliette is a rather gifted hostess, she also is the perfect pureblood: able to hide emotions, and to take control of others. She is talented in languages, being fluent in sixth and rather enjoys learning about spells used in the past.
Weaknesses: She hides her emotions. Her insides are screaming out, but yet she refuses to let anyone see the true her, to see how she really is. Her delicate frame also leads her to find it hard not to be taken control of.
Wand: 10 1/4 inch, Rosewood, Unicorn Tail.
Appearance: [-looks for picture that will do-] Juliette is short, small framed, and rather tiny. But, not too tiny, since hse is only alittle shorter than average hieght for her age. She has clear blue eyes, that barely hold any expression except when near those close to her. He nose is small, but without a point at the top like most of her standing. Blonde hair flows in curls at a length that goes to about her mid-back. She usually wears it down, or up in some complicated ponytail. Her complexion is fair, and she never seems to get tan. But, the complexion goes perfectly with her features anyway.
Post Example:['tis will probably be rather bad....no muse today....]
Turn...creak...something fanning the air....Juliette's eyes turned quickly towards to door in her room. A brush was in her hand, still in her hair. She looked around..Funny, no one's there... she thought, getting up to close the door. She still had much to do before her father's buisness friends would be arriving, and she would have to go great them and their sons. They only ever brought their sons, and so she was stuck being looked at all night. However, that was not a problem; she was used to it by now. Taking a deep breath, she looked at herself in the mirror of her oak vanity. Her looks, now that truly was all that mattered to most. No one cared about how she knew the Roisen library from back to front or that she had been studying the Dark Arts in her own free time. In fact, many would just agree that those were horrible qualities. That she was too intelligent, or that she was too delicate to even think of preforming those things. No, she was just a trophy to be won.
Just a trophy to be won. That was all she was, just some prize to be handed off to whoever her father thought whould win. Closing her eyes, she took a deep breath. Voices could be heard in the distance. She raised herself out of her seat, gradually making her wway across the vast bedroom. A silver and rose dress complimented her well, as she twisted the door knob. Once more the turn...creak...then a gust of air..before she stepped out of the room. A cough? Juliette turned quickly towards a painting to her right. Her stare became cold, as the man in the painting returned it.
Her feet continued to move, her body finally making it to the grand staircase leading to where her father and his guests were. His guests. Juliette closed her eyes once more, allowing herself to recollect. Her hand gripped the hand-painted fan that matched the dress, and would allow her to have something to play with while boring conversations were going on. Brushing a curl from her face, she moved her hand all the way across her face. The mask was on. A smile plastered on her face, Juliette began to descend the stairs to the smirks of the men bellow.
The Application Question: What is your favorite place in the world?
[Do I answer this?]1. California
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, Juliette Roisen [Alias: Corinne] agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
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