Post by trinity on Nov 15, 2010 3:33:07 GMT 10
trinity sonja lanlelle
NAME ;; Trinity Sonja Lanlelle
NICKNAMES ;; Trin, and, which she doesn’t like but her brother invented, “Nitty”. She usually though goes by Trinity.
AGE ;; 15
DATE OF BIRTH ;; August 8th
BLOOD STATUS AND RACE ;; Halfblood, Caucasian
YEAR ;; Fifth
HOUSE ;; Ravenclaw
OCCUPATION ;; Student
SEXUAL ORIENTATION ;; Straight
PLAY-BY ;; Daveigh Chase
TRINITY is ;;
--- SLY ;; Being an Animagus of a sly and stealthy cat, Trinity knows her stuff about sneaking around unnoticed. She can perform a perfect disillusionment charm, but she doesn’t need it. Not when she can become a cat. Even if she wasn’t an Animagus, she would still be like this. She mainly used it for sneaking up and scaring her brother Jimmy.
--- OPTIMISTIC ;; To Trinity, the glass is half full. She’s an optimist, as is the rest of her family (except Jimmy—he’s a pessimist!) which is a useful trait at times when it comes to cheering people up. Trin is rather good at this, and loves being optimistic.
--- COMPETITIVE ;; Boy, is Trin competitive. If you’re playing Statues or something with her, she’ll deny that she’s out (“I don’t see how you could’ve seen me.”) She doesn't notice, but this way she can kind of hurt people's' feelings, and she can do that unintentionally—a lot.
TRIN'S patronus is an ;; otter
TRIN'S boggart takes the form of ;; a whomping willow
TRIN adores ;; cats, quidditch, earrings, butterbeer, owls, potions, school, her little sister, pumpkin pasties, and muggle studies.
TRIN abhors ;; d.a.d.a., her big brother, the forbidden forest, spiders, thestrals, quills that squeak, late nights, patented daydream charms (don’t ask me why), wet parchment, and bumpy and jagged wands.
Trinity was born on a sunny August 8th 15 years ago. She grew up on a Muggle farm with her mother August Lanlelle, father Donald Lee Lanlelle, sister Emmalie Jellyka Lanlelle and brother Jimmy Lanlelle. August was a pureblood witch, and Donald however was a Muggle. The farm where they lived was where Donald grew up.
When Trinity was ten and when Emmalie was born, they left the farm to live in the Wizarding World. Donald was sworn into silence as they started to live on the outskirts of Godric’s Hollow. There, Trinity spent most of her days making up experimental spells and devouring wizard history books.
When Trinity was eleven and got her Hogwarts letter (Jimmy was also a Ravenclaw), she began attempting trying to become an Animagus Egyptian Mau, a sophisticated cat. After three years of practicing every night except Sunday a week, she was able to become an Egyptian Mau on command. She didn’t tell anybody however, but she uses it to spy on people and just have fun.
Trinity knew she needed to tell someone, but she hasn’t yet.
Trinity is tops at Potions, and she doesn’t need the Half-Blood Prince to prove it. Starting when they moved to Godric’s Hollow, her mother sort of tutored her in Potions, with tips and tricks and even some potions August invented on her own. August does run a potion shop with stuff like bottled Felix Felicis and books of how-to’s. Therefore for 15 even, Trin is really good at brewing, bottling, and using Potions.
When Trinity was 12, her mother sent her several phials of Felix Felicis, and she used a tablespoon of it and had a perfect day. Trinity has stowed the remainder of the potion in her trunk, and will eventually use it. Potions is a big part of Trin’s life.
Sorry, it’s not of Trinity, it’s from a different RP site.
Layla had never felt like this before. She felt like half-made cotton candy, always getting more sugary and happy by the second. The pink fluff seemed to obscure her regular thoughts completely, and she felt euphoric to the extreme. She listened to Donald say he hadn't met Charusheela yet unless he thought she was Layla. Wow, thought Layla happily, how does he just—just talk on and on like this? You would think he would be nervous. I thought everyone was when they just met their match. Oh well—whatever. Donald stuck his tongue out at her, saying Gryffindor, in his book, was almost as bad as Slytherin. Layla disagreed but didn't say so; so maybe he liked Hufflepuff! Most people, Layla knew, detested Hufflepuff as it was where the "leftover" people, not brave nor smart or DE-fans, went. Layla personally wanted to curse their butts whenever she heard people talk about that in the halls. "So...so you—you actually like Hufflepuff?" she asked, her normally quiet voice getting quieter. "Nobody really seems to."
It seemed weird and so clichéd, having a civiziled conversation with her new boyfriend underneath a multicoloured arc, but there she was. She was excited when he said he would be thrilled to show Layles around Hogsmeade. "Thank you!!" she said, jumping up and kinda hugging him. "I've always wanted to go there when I can remember it really..." It occurred to her Donnie suddenly had a vacant expression on his face. He seemed to be thinking, and it occurred to Layla she might have been stupid beforehand. "Glad your baby brother is fine," he said. "Thanks, you got any siblings?" she asked. The next question of his caught Layla off guard... "What would happen if I were to call you Faith, Faith?"
Layla, by hearing the sound of her real name, flinched and almost toppled over the back of the bench, however she caught herself and straightened back up. She ran her fingers through her hair in an attempt to murder any tangles there might be. She then replied, "I'd fall off the bench." She blushed, giggling, and wondered if he actually would end up calling her Faith all the time, and decided to retort back, "What if...what if I called you Donald Leonardo, Donald Leonardo?" She knew it was stupid of her, however she felt she couldn't help it. Should he tease her, she tease him back—she knew how much he hated his middle name, and hoped that this wouldn't come between them.
Donald Westwood's next word made Layla's eyes water from not blinking as his lips formed the words, "I love you. I really do." She blushed so hard it seemed to an outsider like she had a bad case of sunburn, and said back, "Me too. I feel like—like we were supposed to be together all along." At this point, Layla Vivienne Jayden paused, wondering what to do next. She decided just to wait. Would Donald perhaps have something today? One thing was certain to Layles—Donnie didn't seem to hate her, or Hufflepuff, or third years. Oh, and another thing—"I feel like I should say this, but if it doesn't sound good to you just say so. Would you want me to help you with Transfiguration at all?" She pointed her long, slender wand at a couple of weeds in between several stones at the Courtyard and, with a jab of their wand, sent them into the sky as twittering gold finches.
Hey there! I'm Maria. I'm 13, and I've been been role playing since I was 10. I found LMCI through Liberacorpus RP. My favorite Harry Potter is The Deathly Hallows.
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