Post by effie on Sept 1, 2011 22:42:31 GMT -5
nova lynae vaisey ,
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[/center]HEY MY NAME IS NOVA LYNAE VAISEY, AND I'M SIXTEEN YEARS OLD. I'M A SIXTH YEAR AND A PUREBLOOD. I AM BISEXUAL AND PROUD OF IT. I'M ALSO A CANON CHARACTER. I AM IN THE HOUSE OF SLYTHERIN. IF YOU WANNA KNOW MORE ABOUT ME, JUST SEE BELOW!
how i roll ,
[/i][/COLOR][/size][/font][/CENTER]LIKES:
- classical music
- theories
- the unknown
- new experiences
- illegal contraband
- parties
- sex
- spontaneity
- freedom
- intellectuals
- cigarettes
- fire whiskey
DISLIKES:
- her father
- confinement
- routine
- authority
- orders
- lima beans
- peers
- that funky old people smell
- mind games
- small talk
- quidditch
WEAKNESSES:
- uncaring of others
- selfish
- pessimistic
- hardly speaks
- engagingly lost
- somewhat crass
- brutal
- emotionless
STRENGTHS:
- calculates every possible outcome before making a decision
- cunning
- charming
- direct
- intuitive and can pick up on others' vibes and emotions
FEARS:
- dying alone
- not being able to find someone she can truly connect with
- mind control
- never being truly free
- ending up like her father
PERSONALITY: Not just the coldest ice cube in the box, Nova isn't really what you would call friendly. She can be somewhat social when involved in parties and most everyone loves her but other than that, she rarely speaks. When she does, however, it is always for a reason. She hates small talk and despises having to be stuck in a room with people who constantly abide by the rules and never think for themselves. She is a free thinker and hates when an authority of any kind tries to control her. She can be rather wild when she chooses, but normally she is cold and calculating, much like a snake waiting to catch its prey. Unlike most Slytherins, she doesn't outright attack anyone, whether it be verbally or by hex, unless they've really struck a nerve though that is rare indeed. She doesn't involve herself in any drama unless there's a benefit waiting for her once the task's finished. She can be very cruel when she chooses yet maintain her composure as well. Over the summer, she began studying wandless magic and has waited until she returned to school to try it, since she couldn't very well do it at home, so her enemies better keep one eye open.
Her temper, while normally kept under wraps, can be the worst when someone truly offends her values. She doesn't explode on someone for petty things like insulting her family or demoralizing her interests for she is much more controlled than that. She prides herself on her ability to handle herself and remain calm in tense situation. Some may view her as emotionless or cold and she can be crass when the situation calls for it. She tends to be blunt when someone is too dumb to realize what her point is and wouldn't know it otherwise had she not used force to idealize the information in their minds. Her love of partying and illegal contraband as well as her cold nature and disregard for any person she has met has caused a rift between her and most of her family. Disregard her siblings in this grouping for even though she is much more friendly to them than any other person, her cold nature is still sunk into her heart pretty deep. She doesn't understand emotions and so is unsure of how to feel most times, hence why she comes off as emotionless. She can't remember the last time she'd even felt happiness.
the way i lived ,
[/i][/COLOR][/size][/font][/CENTER]MOTHER: penelope [clearwater] vaisey
FATHER: maxwell vaisey
BROTHERS: _____ vaisey, eighteen, seventh year, slytherin
_____ vaisey, fifteen, fifth year, ravenclaw
SISTERS: _____ vaisey, fourteen, fourth year, slytherin
HISTORY: Nova was born to Penelope and Maxwell Vaisey with less than open arms, making her childhood less nurturing and happy than others. Little did she know, she had been unplanned and the fact that she was a female turned her father off from ever even wanting to communicate with her. He had been hoping for a boy and when she popped out, as female as could be, it was almost more than he could bear. For as long as she could remember, Nova and her father had never gotten along, seeming as though they had gotten off on the wrong foot since her birth. Her brother was the apple of his eye, showing real sportsmanship. As was to be expected, Maxwell shoved his beliefs down his childrens’ throats, not giving a shit what they thought about the matter. From day one, Nova just couldn’t wrap the concept around her mind. She was unsure of what benefit held from being on the dark side. In her eyes, it seemed that as soon as you transferred all your loyalties to the dark side, you stripped yourself of all freedom you once had, leaving you a cowardly fool wandering the world, trying your best to please the dark lord or else your life would become caput. The entire existence sounded dismal to her and upon voicing these views at the mere age of eight, her father exploded, forcing her to spend the night in the basement. Her brother, though he protested, had no way of getting past their father and his anger as her mother hung idly in the background, not even bothering to feign concern.
To this day, Nova claims this is the night that changed everything. While curling herself into the corner, she could practically feel the darkness overwhelming her, grasping and tearing away at her soul with fingers as cold as ice. Her fear of the dark stems from this mere memory and whenever a nightmare presents itself, she can see her dad’s cold, empty eyes shining out at her, his teeth painted white, his unforgiving nature apparent in the form of his smile. Eventually, tired of being swallowed whole, something sparked inside of her. Even now, she can remember something breaking inside her, as if her soul had finally snapped. The door above the stairwell flung open, light finally breathing into the room, wrapping itself around her fragile frame. Racing out of the basement, she didn’t care of the consequences and jumped into her bed, the sheets far over her head as her mind raced over the contents of the night. She swears this is when her cold nature sunk in, hence her reason for being sorted into Slytherin upon arriving at Hogwarts. It wasn't long, only a year or so, before her younger brother came into the picture. Her father was definitely happy about that, finally another boy to add to the family. He was less than happy, however, when Penelope popped out another female and swore that this would be the last child she'd bear. Since their father was less than kind towards them, the sisters stuck together and Nova became a sort of mentor to the younger. All the siblings grew rather close as the years passed, though Nova remained closest to her sister and older brother for they were sorted into Slytherin as well. She still remains close to her younger brother, but since he is in a different house, it's rather hard to find time to communicate.
As each day passed inside Hogwarts, Nova grew more frustrated and pissed at how mundane and predictable the Slytherin lot were. All they cared about was their money, their clothes and whatever slut they had banged that night. All they wanted to do was strike fear in the hearts of passersby, which was always followed by a guffaw from the crowd they happened to be parading about in. Since she was young, Nova's thoughts had always been elsewhere; on the universe, the stars, planets, you name it. It was during these times that she missed seeing her brother as much for he was the only one who could really put up with her crazy theories, which were mainly, if you have to put it so bluntly, “muggle.” Though she was Pureblood, Nova had always been fascinated by the Muggles and their perceptions on their world. One that particularly stood out to her was Albert Einstein, who was apparently the genius of his generation, placing him far above anyone in her mind. She had always been fascinated by the unexplained, which is probably why she wanted to end up working in the Ministry as an Unspeakable. Another Muggle habit she had was smoking, though none of her family knew she smoked. She could give a rat's ass what anyone here thought so she doesn't bother hiding it anymore. Eventually, however, the dark side called to her and she knew that no matter how hard she tried, she would follow in her father's footsteps. It just seemed so easy and killing was in her genes after all. Her hatred for people was more than enough reason for her to want to end their miserable lives. They were all just so pathetic, only caring about their daily activities. It was sickening and she vowed to end it. Being as secretive as she was, it was easy to keep her alliances unknown from everyone, including her family. Though, it was to be expected for she was a Slytherin as well as a Vaisey. If anybody found out her true colours, she doubted they'd be surprised. Her dismissive and cold nature was hint enough that she wouldn't be transferring to the light side anytime soon.
behind the screen ,
[/i][/COLOR][/size][/font][/CENTER]HEY MY NAME IS EFFIE, AND I'M TWENTY YEARS OLD. I FOUND YOU FROM THE BITTER END.
