Post by rebecca elizabeth lacey on Jan 19, 2013 0:47:07 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 520px; padding: 10px; background: url('http://fc05.deviantart.net/fs51/f/2009/338/d/0/scratched_up_blue_texture_by_beckas.jpg');] Rebecca Elizabeth Lacey  Nicknames: People usually call me Becky or Becca; only my parents call me Rebecca. Age: I’m twenty three. Gender: I got them lady parts. Blood Type: I’m a pureblood… not that I live up to that so called “standard” Birthday: May thirteenth Year: I was born in 1973! Wand: 12 ¾ inches, Willow, Unicorn hair core House: Slytherin alumni Patronus: Hummingbird Likes: Well… I’m fairly fond of quidditch, boys, drinking, competitions, cheesecake, running, green tea and brightly colors hair. Dislikes: This list is a bit long… but I’ll try and choose my eight least favorite things. For starters, I really don’t like coconut; no idea why, but it’s always tasted weird to me. Other than that, I don’t like clingy people, being told what to do, seafood, things or people touching my feet, overly judgmental people, my parents and the dark. Weaknesses: Okay, well you can’t tell anyone, but I’m really afraid of what people think of me. I put on this super confident, spunky act, but deep down I’m fairly insecure. Umm… I’m also a sucker for competitions… and am fairly stubborn and impatient. Oh! And I’m not the best cook. Strengths: You are rather inquisitive… aren’t you? But I suppose telling you won’t hurt. I’m rather good at being honest, quidditch, charms, being my own person and supporting myself. Amorentia: The smell of charcoal, freshly squeezed lemon, mint and crisply laundered sheets were what I smelled last I checked. Riddikuluz: I don’t really like telling people this… but if you swear not to tell anyone I will. You do? Okay, good. My boggart takes the form of my room when I was a kid. It was where both my mother and father hit me for the first time, and my timeout zone. You understand now why it scares me? Good. No one in the order knows anything about my past, other than who my parents are, so don’t you dare go telling them! Expecto Patronum: I’d have to say it was when I moved out of my parent’s house and into my own apartment. Dementor: I’ve already told you this… but I guess you weren’t swift enough to catch it. It was when my parents first hit and yelled at me for thanking a house elf. Mirror of Erise: This is another one of those things I’ve never told anyone and that I don’t plan on doing in the near future, so don’t you go telling anyone! I see myself with my arms around this guy laughing… but I can never tell who it is because his face is in the shadows. There. Happy? Personality: My friends have told me I’m quite bold and virtually unstoppable. If there’s something I want, I can guarantee you I’ll get it. So that must make me determined. I’ve also been told I’m pretty secretive. I don’t like having to tell people things, or let anyone in, so that’s definitely true. This means I’m also fairly independent. I don’t like asking people for help, because of this whole pride thing, so i just don’t. My friends also say I’m a pretty big flirt. It’s fun, and anyone that knows me understands it’s just something I do! I’m also very free-spirited. I wear my heart on my sleeve, and my emotions are pretty clear. Haha, I’ve also been called loud and obnoxious. I’ll run down corridors yelling for the sake of yelling, or shout things when I get excited. Just in case you haven’t noticed, I’m also a pretty stubborn and competitive person. I love contradicting people, and proving them wrong by winning against them in quidditch, or beating them in a race. Hair: Since I’m a metamorphmagus, it changes fairly often. As of right now it’s a bright pink; but I’ve had it blue and blonde, brown and blonde, completely blond, black, blond and purple, red and bright blue. Eyes: I like to keep my eyes their natural color, which is a cross between chocolate brown and green; making them a lovely hazel color. They’re my favorite feature, as they’re quite large and rather round. Fashions: I’m a bit eclectic when it comes to my fashion sense. I’ll wear anything. I make and buy some of my clothes. They’re usually bright colors with unique patterns and puffy skirts. I love vintage inspired clothing and partially revealing clothing. I really got into it because it was something else that showed my parents I had really branched out from them. When I lived there, my mother bought all my clothes for me, so I guess it’s my way of letting out that suppressed want. Play by: Audrey Kitching Appearance: I have a fairly quirky appearance at the moment; but it can change on a dime. When I’m angry or upset, I tend to lose control of my morphing, and my hair will start to turn a million different colors in under a minute. I think I look like a fun, bubbly type of person with crazy colored hair. Oh! And I have the word “truth” tattooed on the inside of my lower lip as well as my nose and ears pierced. Parents: My mother’s name is Cassandra Elodie Lacey. She’s forty four and one of the pureblood trophy wives. My father’s name is Mathew Elliot Lacey. He’s forty six and runs one of the most successful broomstick manufacturing companies in Britain. Siblings: I have one older brother, ----- ----- Lacey, who is twenty six. Despite not being on speaking terms with my parents, we are still close. Others: No one I can think of other than my cat, Winston. He’s an old gray maine coon cat with six toes, and I absolutely adore him! He lives with me in my flat, and is the king of all he can see. History: Well to start off, I didn’t ever really like my home life, so I’ll skim over that. I was born the second child and only girl to Mathew and Cassandra Lacey, sister to ----- ----- Lacey. I was a relatively happy child until the age of seven, when I began to talk to the house elves; thanking them for things as well as trying to get them to play with me when my brother was busy. As soon as my parents found out, they began to get abusive, and often left bruises and small cuts to remind me not to do it again. I don’t really like talking about it, so that’s all your getting. I was sorted into Slytherin upon my arrival at Hogwarts, and made a few close friends that have stayed with me. My school years were rather boring, and my life only really picked up after I left school. That’s when I moved out of my parent’s house and into my own little flat. I still visit them from time to time to “keep up appearances” as they call it. I’m currently working part-time at a muggle candy store right outside Diagon Alley. Alias: Wrenna Age: Fifteen Experience: Two years now! Contact Information: You can pm me or email me at agnesnews@live.com How did you find us: Through Alohomora Roleplay Example: Becca wrinkled her nose, a small frown gracing her lips as her eyes swept up her short frame. She was only dressing for work, but her manager had asked her to tone down her bright clothing. Not that she understood why; it was a candy shop for Merlin’s sake! When she thought of candy stores, she thought of bright colors with loads of happy people dressed in the craziest clothes! Shrugging, she smoothed down her dress; it was yellow, covered in black smiley faces, much better than her blue and pink tutu from last time. She headed for the door, grabbing a black leather jacket and slipping her feet into silver flats before leaving her flat. As she walked through Diagon Alley, her mind drifted to her upcoming family supper. The pink-haired girl wasn’t looking forward to it, but she’d already made her excuses the last three times, and her parents had insisted she attend. She’d been so wrapped up in her own thoughts, that she didn’t notice the person she walked into until she was sitting on the ground. Blinking, she looked up, a sheepish smile appearing on her lips. ”Sorry ‘bout that… I wasn’t looking where I was going.” |
