finnigan, georgina rae

[georgina]

DEATH AND ALL HIS FRIENDS
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I DON'T WANNA BATTLE FROM BEGINNING TO END

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FULL NAME ,

[/color] Georgina Rae Finnigan
NICKNAMES ,[/color] Georgie, Gina, Finn, really anything you can come up with.
AGE ,[/color] sixteen
YEAR ,[/color]sixth
OCCUPATION ,[/color] student
SEXUALITY ,[/color] straight
HOUSE ,[/color] Gryffindor
WAND ,[/color] 11 inch, Willow, Dragon heart string
PLAY-BY ,[/color] Megan Fox

SECRETS ,[/color]
She doesn't think she ever wants to get married because she thinks a man will hold her back.
She is afraid of water(aka swimming, not just drinking it)
She has always kind of wished she was a boy... kind of.

DREAMS ,[/color] Travel the world
Become a professional Qudditch star
OVERALL PERSONALITY ,[/color]
- passionate
- silly
- loud
- driven
- witty
- heart felt
- stubborn
- fierce tempered
- loyal
- emotional
- out going
- sometimes rebellious
- nurturing
- tom boy
- risk taker
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I DON'T WANNA CYCLE OR RECYCLE REVENGE

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MOTHER ,

[/color] Lavander Brown
FATHER ,[/color] Semus Finnigan
SIBLINGS ,[/color]
one older brother, two younger ones
PETS ,[/color] a kitten named Titus. He's awsome.
OTHER FAMILY ,[/color] Some muggle aunt and uncles, really no one that has been of much significance to her though.
WEALTH CLASS ,[/color] Middle-Class
HOMETOWN ,[/color] Bristol, England

OVERALL HISTORY ,[/color] It wasn't much of a surprise that Lavander and Semus decided to get married. After all, after they got out of Hogwarts they started dating and everyone could see where it was headed. It was utterly disgusting in fact how much they cared about one another. The wedding was of course and event ( as if Lavander would have had in any other way), some go as far to say more than half of their old class mates showed up. So the two went on, in wedded bliss to their honeymoon. Unfortunately something unexpected came along not long after that, and that of course was their first son. They certainly were not expecting it, but once the couple got over the initial shock they decided it was best that they have children young anyway.

Only a year after, Georgie followed. Her childhood was a pleasant one, even though she did find herself in a house hold of all boys except her mother, looking back on it she would have had it no other way. Her older brother was always very protective and Georgie found herself more of his girl than a daddy's or mommy's girl. In fact, Georgie was probably the most opposite of a mommy's girl as you can get. From the age of two she butt heads with her mother, Lavender tried to dote on her one daughter by getting her dresses and trying to get her to attend teas but Georgie would have none of it. She was much more pleased to roam and wrestle with all the boys and for most of Georgie's childhood Lavander was quite distraught. What good was it to have a girl that refused to do anything girly? As the years past and Lavander's patience grew increasingly thin, she finally gave up. Georgie was quite untamable and became quite the ornery little thing when domestication was attempted. For the piece of the family, Georgie was finally left to be the little rebel rouser that she was.

When it came her time to go to Hogwarts Georgie was ecstatic. She hated feeling left behind the year before when her brother left her and she was happy she was not going to have to experience that again. When she was sorted into Gryffindor she was even more thrilled. It was always the house that she had dreamed of being in because she wanted to be just like her father. As time went on and Georgie became more established in Hogwarts she learned several things. One, going to classes, taking notes and doing homework was all entirely overrated. It merely took away from the time that you could be spending with your friends, or practicing Quidditch. Two, sneaking out to the Forbbiden Forest at night is not as hard as some people would like you to believe. And last but not least, the third, and possibly most important lesson that she learn wilts here at Hogwarts was that she was a truly and remarkably tallented Quidditch player, indeed it is the one thing that she is truly passionate about in her life. She is so short in stature that it helps her fly nimbly and quickly, and she has a ferocity that gets her thru on the field. Georgie was thrilled when in third year she made the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Over the years Georgie has certainly dealt with her hardships, detentions and victories, but most of all she is just pleased to be doing life with the people she cares about around her and supporting her. Her plans for the future are to graduate Hogwarts (by the hair on her chinny chin chin) and get into the world of Quidditch, although she is not half bad at the muggle game of soccer either...
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I DON'T WANNA FOLLOW DEATH AND ALL OF HIS FRIENDS

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NAME/ALIAS ,

[/color] REN
EXPERIENCE ,[/color] Like two years?
OTHER CHARACTERS,[/color] None...yet.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE ,[/color]The shrill shriek of the bell from overhead made Daphne jump in surprise. Her dark eyes had been fixed on the blank piece of notebook paper before her for the past hour as her teacher had droned on about things like dendrites and axons, which both sounded like some unfortunate disease to Daphne. Mr. Wesley wiped his sweaty brow with a pudgy hand and looked at his class as though he was quite distressed that the bell dare interrupt him.

“Well, we will finish the notes when you get back on Monday, and then have our test the following Wednesday, make sure you get together with your study groups.” The poor man became increasingly more flustered as the sound of students gathering their papers and backpacks over powered his meek voice. Daphne followed suite and was already halfway out the door by the time Mr. Wesley squeaked out his goodbyes. She let out a sigh if relief as she was swept upstream with the rest of the students bustling about the hallway. Biology had certainly never been her forte, in fact she considered herself quite dreadful at anything that wasn't English or a foreign language. She had always had an uncanny strength with learning languages, but unfortunately terms of math and science remained a mystery to her. Her biology grade quite proved that fact.

Daphne clutched her notebook to her chest, trying to take up as little space and go as unnoticed as possible in the sea of people around her. Straton High was quite a large school considering the small town, and though Daphne recognized all of the faces she passed everyday, she remained perfect strangers with most of them. She kept her eyes fixed on the toes of her shoes as she trudged along to her locker. Only a few more classes, then the weekend would finally be here. As Christmas break began to draw closer, the days began to get longer, and by the time Friday ran around Daphne was usually ready to declare anarchy against the school system. High school was certainly a environment she struggled thriving in, the popularity contest seemed frivolous and stupid, the segregation of cliques was juvenile, and the extracurricular activities simply encouraged both the former and the later. Daphne Bolton much preferred to get in and get out with as little heartache as possible. Get the damn slip of paper that said she had done it all and then head for the hills. It was probably not the most positive or healthy approach, but it got her through day to day life.

In trying to shuffle to her locker Daphne accidentally bumped into a large, broad shouldered football player. He glanced down at her but then took no other notice, muttering her apologies she darted in front of him and out of the stream of students to stand by her locker. Furrowing her brow she began to focus on her combination, which always seemed to be particularly difficult when she was in a rush.
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