GOYLE, madeline camille

[madeline camille goyle]

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] madeline camille goyle
NICKNAMES ,[/color] maddie, goyle
AGE ,[/color] sixteen
YEAR ,[/color] sixth year
OCCUPATION ,[/color] student
SEXUALITY ,[/color] heterosexual
HOUSE ,[/color] slytherin
WAND ,[/color] 12 inch, mahogany wood, thestral hair core
PLAY-BY ,[/color] darla baker

SECRETS ,[/color] she was raped by her father and still is because she wasn't a boy like her father had wanted during her fourth year and he was so angry with her.
DREAMS ,[/color] she wants to prove to her father that she's as good as any boy would have been for her family.
OVERALL PERSONALITY ,[/color]

• sarcastic
  
• blunt
  
• laid-back
  
• opinionated
  
• introverted
  
• doesn't share emotions
  
• nocturnal
  
• humorous
  
• partier
  
• flirtacious
  
• frustrated
  
• afraid
  
• angry
  

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I DON'T WANNA CYCLE OR RECYCLE REVENGE

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MOTHER ,

[/color] tabitha jane goyle
FATHER ,[/color] gregory adam goyle
SIBLINGS ,[/color] none, hoes
PETS ,[/color] tabby cat: adonis
OTHER FAMILY ,[/color] malfoy family
WEALTH CLASS ,[/color] extremely wealthy
HOMETOWN ,[/color] Manchester

OVERALL HISTORY ,[/color] madeline was born on november 3rd to mom and dad, gregory and tabitha in manchester. as a young girl, maddie was never bashful. she loved to get up and be loud and dance and sing. she seemed to have quite the happy family from the outside. however as she grew a bit older and tabitha started going on trips a lot to visit the family in france, and young maddie was left alone with her big empty house, her pets, and most importantly, her father. as an old-fashioned, classically raised son, gregory had always wanted a son to carry on the family name. when madeline was born, it didn't bother gregory as much, but when the news came that tabitha would never be able to have another child, gregory had been furious with madeline and tabitha. he barely spoke to tabitha, but constantly lashed out at little maddie.

maddie had been raised to be the best she could be and when she noticed her father's anger, she tried harder to make him proud of her, but it didn't seem to do much good for her. madeline was still abused by her father constantly whenever tabitha wasn't around. she was constantly beaten, kicked out of the house, taunted, teased, laughed at, and simply, well, abused. as she went off to hogwarts, maddie finally let her guard down. she was finally with her best friend, and practically sister, pandora malfoy and she felt completely relieved to have someone she could trust, but she knew she could never tell anyone of her father's abuse. as maddie slowly let her guard down, the wall quickly built itself back up during her fourth year when she was abused by her father during winter break when she came back to hogwarts with a scar across her jaw and her legs.

she was raped by her father and she was so embarrassed that she came back meaner and colder than when she had left. she didn't give a fuck about how she made people feel. she wanted them to feel as bad as she did. she loved being cruel, though now in her sixth year she is a bit tamer. she's become very introverted, though she still lets her guard down when around her closest friends and her best friend, pandora. no one knows what happened to her during her winter break and she would kill anyone if they found out about her past. she tries to block out her father from her mind and wants to find love and someone she can trust, but she has a hard time trying to show people she does have a huge heart beneath her cold exterior.
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I DON'T WANNA FOLLOW DEATH AND ALL OF HIS FRIENDS

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NAME/ALIAS ,

[/color] samisaurus
EXPERIENCE ,[/color] six years
OTHER CHARACTERS,[/color] none

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE ,[/color]

Demi had absolutely no idea what she was doing or where she was going. Life was just kind of a blur now. She didn't have many friends, considering most had graduated and she was a bit shy. She was silent as she stared out the window of her room, her long, brown hair falling over her shoulder gently. Her hair was in soft curls all the way down past her chest. She didn't look up or flinch as the door to her dormitory slammed. She was unsure of what she was doing or what was going on. She sighed and watched outside as people ran around like nothing happened. She had been slightly devastated by the death of Fred Weasley. She couldn't believe that he was dead. She had to admit, she had a slight crush on Fred and now that he was gone, it felt weird never seeing him in town and always seeing George alone. She felt a tear slip down her cheek. So many had been lost during the battle.

Including, her own brother. She was traumatized the most by the fact that he was dead. She forced herself to swing her legs over the sill and stand up straight, staring around the room with a blank stare. She silently pulled a bow through her hair and pulled on her converse. She started towards the door, with no purpose really in her mind. She had no idea where she could go at this point. Demelza took the steps in twos, bounding down the steps and heading out of the common room and through the portrait hole. Demi stood up straight and looked around, tucking her hair behind one ear. She tugged on the hem of her skirt and headed towards the stairs, moving in the direction of the trophy room. She walked silently through the halls, her eyes glancing at the people that passed by. She was quiet, sliding past a couple of kids that blocked the hall near her.

She made her way to the trophy room and stepped in, a bit shyer than she used to be. She nearly tripped over someone on the ground as she moved, mesmerized by the trophies in the room. She immediately backed up, apologies flying out of her mouth. "Oh, shit. I'm so sorry. Are you okay? I wasn't watching, sorry!" She looked carefully at the face and realized it was Nazim Vaisey. Instantly, her cheeks turned bright red. She had a bit of a crush on the Slytherin, too. Well, had an on-going one for quite some time. She kneeled down on the ground beside the boy, sympathy playing on her features. "Nazim, you okay?" she whispered quietly. She reached out, touching his shoulder very gently. Her blue eyes caught his and she noticed the anguish written all over his face. Demi had always hated seeing people in pain or upset and felt bad about it.

She was quiet, looking gently at him. Her brown hair tumbled over one shoulder in it's gentle curls. She sighed quietly, watching him like a protective mother.
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