Post by Alyssa Gilmore on Jan 10, 2007 18:40:27 GMT -5
Basic Information
Full name: Alyssa Lise Gilmore
Nicknames: Called 'Lyssie' by friends.
Age/Year: 11/First
Gender:Female.
Birthdate: March 9th, 1959
Bloodline:Half-blood.
Appearance
Height: Around 4'10.
Weight/Body Type: Her slender body weighs around 80 pounds, although this isn't exact because she hasn't stepped on a scale lately.
Hair:Dark Brown.
Eyes: Light Brown.
General Description: Alyssa's has always had a small but slender figure, slightly shorter than average height as well as slightly underweight, and this has just been the way she was built most of her life. Her hair is dark brown in color. It can become dyed slightly darker if it gets wet, making it look almost black. However, if she stays out in the sun in the summer time, it often turns a slightly lighter shade of brown. Her hair falls down to her back, although still a good way from being waist-length.
Alyssa's eyes are light brown in color. This also can change depending on the lighting, and if light hits them just the right way they can look almost hazel in color. Her nose is small, and delicately formed. Alyssa's smile is often visible. It has a bright emotion about it, one that makes her eyes sparkle as well if she's genuinely happy. . Other distinguishing facial features include a small birthmark near her left eye.
Her voice is medium toned and smooth sounding. She can carry a tune, and is actually very skilled at singing although she's too modest to admit it. Alyssa's voice also usually carries a warm tone, and it's easy to tell when she's amused or angry. In fact, she finds it hard to hide what she feels, and her emotions are often expressed through her voice tone and expression, even when she tries to hide them.
Alyssa doesn't usually devote to one style of clothing, but rather wears anything that seems to fit her.size]
Personality
Strengths: Alyssa is fairly athletic. She's a good singer and dancer as well. Her calm personality usually means that she can keep her head, even in panicy situations, and is clever and gentle.
Weaknesses: Alyssa's emotions often show through even when she tries to hide them. She isn't the best liar, and can be a bit shy at times. She is very sensitive, when it comes to emotion she can be very easily tricked into something, and sometimes, out of sympathy, she doesn't make the best judgments.
Likes:
-Magic
-Animals
-Singing
-Dancing
-Reading
-Laughing
-Romance
-Peace
-Quiet
-Sports
-A challenge
Dislikes:
-Fighting
-Too much Noise
-Depression
-Performing in front of others
-Feeling afraid
-Cowards
-Bullies
Goals/Dreams: She'd love to be an author, or even a singer if she could muster up the courage to perform in front of others. But as far as magical careers go, Alyssa secretly plays with the dream of being a Hogwarts professor, or even an auror like her mother. As far as her goals as a student, all she wants right now is to just make it through the school year.
General Description: Alyssa's personality can't be described in only a few words. Polite and responsible, she's pretty sure of what she wants from life. Alyssa is extremely sweet-natured, and tries to help others in any way she can if they seem to need it. She has a sense of humor, mostly a witty and slightly sarcastic one. However, Alyssa doesn't like arguing or fighting. Although sometimes it's necessary, she tends to try to avoid this. She usually takes a liking to anyone who can make her laugh. Alyssa isn't one to judge people instantly without even getting to know them. But, if she decides not to trust someone, it's hard if not impossible to regain that trust. For, although she tries her best not to hold grudges, there are times when she can't help it.
Alyssa can be a bit evasive at times, and when she goes off into her own little world, which tends to happen often, it's hard to get her to speak her mind. If she's not telling you something, she often gets a bit fidgety or nervous.
She can be a bit emotional at times, and although she tries to hide it, most of the time her emotions are plain as anything. However, she is stubborn as anything, and if she believes something, Alyssa will firmly stick to it, and it's difficult to persuade her otherwise. She is very loyal to her friends and family.
Mild-tempered, courageous and level-headed, Alyssa is usually fairly calm and sensible.
Background/History
Father/Occupation: Jacob Gilmore/ Doctor
Mother/Occupation: Evangeline Gilmore/Auror.
Hometown: Phoenix, Arizona.
Siblings: A younger sister, too young for Hogwarts yet,
Pets: She owns a Great-Horned Owl known as Sparos.
General Description: Alyssa was born in the United States. Phoenix, Arizona to be specific. But at around four years old, when her mother got pregnant with her younger sister, Maddy, the family moved to Britain.While it took a little time to adjust to the change of scenery, Alyssa was soon on her way again, and it wasn't long before she could start school. Her parents allowed her to attend a muggle school for her elementary years. Until she was around seven years of age, Alyssa didn't really understand much about magic. But as her parents began to teach her, she learned more and more of this.
Although her parents had told her to keep her heritage a secret from her friends at school, Alyssa found it hard to do so. She struggled with things a bit, and eventually ended up telling her best friend, Lexie. She did get in a bit of trouble for this, but Lexie had promised to keep it a secret.
Things were going fairly well for Alyssa. Her life was almost normal now, aside from the magical jumble at home. Although her father accepted magic, he always seemed rather uncomfortable when it was used in the house. As a result, her mother had told Maddy and her to try refraining from using it, even on accident. Things usually didn't turn out this way, though.
And then, on her eleventh birthday, her parents gave Alyssa her Hogwarts letter. She was sort of confused at first. But when she learned what it was, Alyssa at first refused to go. She had a life here, even if it wasn't a very magical one. She had friends, she liked her school, her town...but her parents were firm. They were sending her to Hogwarts...and she'd have to learn to like it.
Roleplay Sample: [[From another site]]
Even in the darkest forest
>>The gray aurora that was the sky, the cold sorrow that was the mist, the looming shadows that were the trees, they were the marshland. They seemed to grieve for the loss of a cat who's life was not yet fulfilled, the untimely death that had gripped the forest. The unfinished life of one who was only an apprentice. Indeed, the world seemed to cry for Lightpaw, the ShadowClan apprentice who had just departed for StarClan.
>>A lithe tortoiseshell figure bounded through the undergrowth blindly. She did not heed bramble or stone, simply ran bluntly through the forest. And eventually, the silence of the marsh was disturbed as the young she-cat burst through the undergrowth and out into the swampy scenery. Hollypaw ran on, as if trying to outrun the pain growing inside of her. She only just stopped short of the murky bog banks, panting. Her hazed optics were shut tightly, as if denying, refusing the reality before her.
>>Hollypaw stood bluntly, her heart pounding in her chest so hard that it almost pained her. But she was hardly concerned with it now. Lightpaw, gone, dead....and it was all her fault. She forced herself not to tremble, forced herself to regain the emotionless control over herself she once had. The reality of the situation was just now beginning to sink in, and with it, a sorrow deeper than anything she had ever felt. And so Hollypaw stood, head bowed for a long moment.
>>And then, all at once, her head whipped upward. Fiery mint-green eyes flickered open at last, and flashed dangerously at the sky. They pierced the heavens intensely, but in a way they were unseeing. Every hair on Hollypaw's mottled pelt bristled furiously. Sadness, confusion, denial were all transforming into a whirl of a single emotion: anger. Anger at herself, at Flickerpaw, at StarClan, at everything. No stars could be seen in the hazy night, but she knew that they were out there. Or had StarClan abandoned her too?
The fireflies are blinking
>>This is all a game to you, isn't it?Hollypaw yowled to the sky, demanding of StarClan.Optics blazed with an uncontrolled anger, and behind it a flicker of vainly masked pain.Tortoiseshell fur was fluffed and bristling. Ears were pinned back against her head, and her long tail lashed behind her. Pain was revealed in every action, but there was no sense of emotion coming off of the she-cat right now as there was in her creamy eyes. With a flick of a paw, you just kill off someone, and don't even think of how it might effect a Clan! You....you're selfish! You say it's destiny, but you control destiny! You didn't even give him a chance to become a warrior!
>>Anger and pain rang in every syllable of the speech. Hollypaw didn't care if anyone heard her, she didn't care if she seemed like an idiot yowling like this. All she cared about was having someone to blame. Someone to take her pain out on. Eyes blazed, and while Hollypaw had expected her voice to shake or quiver, now came lines of strength and fury at her warrior ancestors.
>>And yet, no answer came. The whole forest was completely silent.Hollypaw didn't know what she had expected, but the silence only seemed to infuriate the she-cat more. Answer me! She yowled, and if possible, the femme's call was even louder and more demanding than before. And the only response she got was more silence. No signs, no words, just silence. For a moment, Hollypaw sustained her position, paws placed firmly on the ground. And then, slowly, the tortoiseshell seemed to shrink. The usually fiery apprentice now looked very small. Her mottled pelt seemed dulled and flat. Tail drooped behind her, and the spark went out of her eyes.
>>Answer me...
>>The command was more of a plead now. If Hollypaw's voice had once been strong and unwavering, it was now soft and shaky. No matter how hard she tried to fight it; no matter how hard she tried to stay strong, Hollypaw was breaking down. Slowly, she sat, as if slumping, and let her mint-green gaze rest in the murky water. Her reflection was dimmed and nearly invisible, as well as distorted by the wavering surface. The paw-prints that showed the path of from where she had came were disappearing as well as the wind covered them with gentle layers of sand. It was as if Hollypaw too were fading away from the earth.
>>And as she surveyed her reflection, Hollypaw's spirits weren't brightened by the small, defeated cat that looked back at her. Unable to bear it, Hollypaw looked away, letting her head bow. Green optics closed once more. This was the side of pain and defeat that Hollypaw never let anyone see. She hoped StarClan were happy.
But not in this abyss
Full name: Alyssa Lise Gilmore
Nicknames: Called 'Lyssie' by friends.
Age/Year: 11/First
Gender:Female.
Birthdate: March 9th, 1959
Bloodline:Half-blood.
Appearance
Height: Around 4'10.
Weight/Body Type: Her slender body weighs around 80 pounds, although this isn't exact because she hasn't stepped on a scale lately.
Hair:Dark Brown.
Eyes: Light Brown.
General Description: Alyssa's has always had a small but slender figure, slightly shorter than average height as well as slightly underweight, and this has just been the way she was built most of her life. Her hair is dark brown in color. It can become dyed slightly darker if it gets wet, making it look almost black. However, if she stays out in the sun in the summer time, it often turns a slightly lighter shade of brown. Her hair falls down to her back, although still a good way from being waist-length.
Alyssa's eyes are light brown in color. This also can change depending on the lighting, and if light hits them just the right way they can look almost hazel in color. Her nose is small, and delicately formed. Alyssa's smile is often visible. It has a bright emotion about it, one that makes her eyes sparkle as well if she's genuinely happy. . Other distinguishing facial features include a small birthmark near her left eye.
Her voice is medium toned and smooth sounding. She can carry a tune, and is actually very skilled at singing although she's too modest to admit it. Alyssa's voice also usually carries a warm tone, and it's easy to tell when she's amused or angry. In fact, she finds it hard to hide what she feels, and her emotions are often expressed through her voice tone and expression, even when she tries to hide them.
Alyssa doesn't usually devote to one style of clothing, but rather wears anything that seems to fit her.size]
Personality
Strengths: Alyssa is fairly athletic. She's a good singer and dancer as well. Her calm personality usually means that she can keep her head, even in panicy situations, and is clever and gentle.
Weaknesses: Alyssa's emotions often show through even when she tries to hide them. She isn't the best liar, and can be a bit shy at times. She is very sensitive, when it comes to emotion she can be very easily tricked into something, and sometimes, out of sympathy, she doesn't make the best judgments.
Likes:
-Magic
-Animals
-Singing
-Dancing
-Reading
-Laughing
-Romance
-Peace
-Quiet
-Sports
-A challenge
Dislikes:
-Fighting
-Too much Noise
-Depression
-Performing in front of others
-Feeling afraid
-Cowards
-Bullies
Goals/Dreams: She'd love to be an author, or even a singer if she could muster up the courage to perform in front of others. But as far as magical careers go, Alyssa secretly plays with the dream of being a Hogwarts professor, or even an auror like her mother. As far as her goals as a student, all she wants right now is to just make it through the school year.
General Description: Alyssa's personality can't be described in only a few words. Polite and responsible, she's pretty sure of what she wants from life. Alyssa is extremely sweet-natured, and tries to help others in any way she can if they seem to need it. She has a sense of humor, mostly a witty and slightly sarcastic one. However, Alyssa doesn't like arguing or fighting. Although sometimes it's necessary, she tends to try to avoid this. She usually takes a liking to anyone who can make her laugh. Alyssa isn't one to judge people instantly without even getting to know them. But, if she decides not to trust someone, it's hard if not impossible to regain that trust. For, although she tries her best not to hold grudges, there are times when she can't help it.
Alyssa can be a bit evasive at times, and when she goes off into her own little world, which tends to happen often, it's hard to get her to speak her mind. If she's not telling you something, she often gets a bit fidgety or nervous.
She can be a bit emotional at times, and although she tries to hide it, most of the time her emotions are plain as anything. However, she is stubborn as anything, and if she believes something, Alyssa will firmly stick to it, and it's difficult to persuade her otherwise. She is very loyal to her friends and family.
Mild-tempered, courageous and level-headed, Alyssa is usually fairly calm and sensible.
Background/History
Father/Occupation: Jacob Gilmore/ Doctor
Mother/Occupation: Evangeline Gilmore/Auror.
Hometown: Phoenix, Arizona.
Siblings: A younger sister, too young for Hogwarts yet,
Pets: She owns a Great-Horned Owl known as Sparos.
General Description: Alyssa was born in the United States. Phoenix, Arizona to be specific. But at around four years old, when her mother got pregnant with her younger sister, Maddy, the family moved to Britain.While it took a little time to adjust to the change of scenery, Alyssa was soon on her way again, and it wasn't long before she could start school. Her parents allowed her to attend a muggle school for her elementary years. Until she was around seven years of age, Alyssa didn't really understand much about magic. But as her parents began to teach her, she learned more and more of this.
Although her parents had told her to keep her heritage a secret from her friends at school, Alyssa found it hard to do so. She struggled with things a bit, and eventually ended up telling her best friend, Lexie. She did get in a bit of trouble for this, but Lexie had promised to keep it a secret.
Things were going fairly well for Alyssa. Her life was almost normal now, aside from the magical jumble at home. Although her father accepted magic, he always seemed rather uncomfortable when it was used in the house. As a result, her mother had told Maddy and her to try refraining from using it, even on accident. Things usually didn't turn out this way, though.
And then, on her eleventh birthday, her parents gave Alyssa her Hogwarts letter. She was sort of confused at first. But when she learned what it was, Alyssa at first refused to go. She had a life here, even if it wasn't a very magical one. She had friends, she liked her school, her town...but her parents were firm. They were sending her to Hogwarts...and she'd have to learn to like it.
Roleplay Sample: [[From another site]]
Even in the darkest forest
>>The gray aurora that was the sky, the cold sorrow that was the mist, the looming shadows that were the trees, they were the marshland. They seemed to grieve for the loss of a cat who's life was not yet fulfilled, the untimely death that had gripped the forest. The unfinished life of one who was only an apprentice. Indeed, the world seemed to cry for Lightpaw, the ShadowClan apprentice who had just departed for StarClan.
>>A lithe tortoiseshell figure bounded through the undergrowth blindly. She did not heed bramble or stone, simply ran bluntly through the forest. And eventually, the silence of the marsh was disturbed as the young she-cat burst through the undergrowth and out into the swampy scenery. Hollypaw ran on, as if trying to outrun the pain growing inside of her. She only just stopped short of the murky bog banks, panting. Her hazed optics were shut tightly, as if denying, refusing the reality before her.
>>Hollypaw stood bluntly, her heart pounding in her chest so hard that it almost pained her. But she was hardly concerned with it now. Lightpaw, gone, dead....and it was all her fault. She forced herself not to tremble, forced herself to regain the emotionless control over herself she once had. The reality of the situation was just now beginning to sink in, and with it, a sorrow deeper than anything she had ever felt. And so Hollypaw stood, head bowed for a long moment.
>>And then, all at once, her head whipped upward. Fiery mint-green eyes flickered open at last, and flashed dangerously at the sky. They pierced the heavens intensely, but in a way they were unseeing. Every hair on Hollypaw's mottled pelt bristled furiously. Sadness, confusion, denial were all transforming into a whirl of a single emotion: anger. Anger at herself, at Flickerpaw, at StarClan, at everything. No stars could be seen in the hazy night, but she knew that they were out there. Or had StarClan abandoned her too?
The fireflies are blinking
>>This is all a game to you, isn't it?Hollypaw yowled to the sky, demanding of StarClan.Optics blazed with an uncontrolled anger, and behind it a flicker of vainly masked pain.Tortoiseshell fur was fluffed and bristling. Ears were pinned back against her head, and her long tail lashed behind her. Pain was revealed in every action, but there was no sense of emotion coming off of the she-cat right now as there was in her creamy eyes. With a flick of a paw, you just kill off someone, and don't even think of how it might effect a Clan! You....you're selfish! You say it's destiny, but you control destiny! You didn't even give him a chance to become a warrior!
>>Anger and pain rang in every syllable of the speech. Hollypaw didn't care if anyone heard her, she didn't care if she seemed like an idiot yowling like this. All she cared about was having someone to blame. Someone to take her pain out on. Eyes blazed, and while Hollypaw had expected her voice to shake or quiver, now came lines of strength and fury at her warrior ancestors.
>>And yet, no answer came. The whole forest was completely silent.Hollypaw didn't know what she had expected, but the silence only seemed to infuriate the she-cat more. Answer me! She yowled, and if possible, the femme's call was even louder and more demanding than before. And the only response she got was more silence. No signs, no words, just silence. For a moment, Hollypaw sustained her position, paws placed firmly on the ground. And then, slowly, the tortoiseshell seemed to shrink. The usually fiery apprentice now looked very small. Her mottled pelt seemed dulled and flat. Tail drooped behind her, and the spark went out of her eyes.
>>Answer me...
>>The command was more of a plead now. If Hollypaw's voice had once been strong and unwavering, it was now soft and shaky. No matter how hard she tried to fight it; no matter how hard she tried to stay strong, Hollypaw was breaking down. Slowly, she sat, as if slumping, and let her mint-green gaze rest in the murky water. Her reflection was dimmed and nearly invisible, as well as distorted by the wavering surface. The paw-prints that showed the path of from where she had came were disappearing as well as the wind covered them with gentle layers of sand. It was as if Hollypaw too were fading away from the earth.
>>And as she surveyed her reflection, Hollypaw's spirits weren't brightened by the small, defeated cat that looked back at her. Unable to bear it, Hollypaw looked away, letting her head bow. Green optics closed once more. This was the side of pain and defeat that Hollypaw never let anyone see. She hoped StarClan were happy.
But not in this abyss
