Post by Sabrina on Aug 13, 2011 22:50:01 GMT -5
Basics
Name: Emeline "Emmie" Pryce
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Desired House/Staff Position: Gryffindor
Year: Year 6
Race: Caucasian (European Mutt)
Weight/Height: 5'2"
Magic
Wand Type: Rowan and Hippogriff Talon - 11"
Patronus: Elk, come the time she is taught to produce one.
Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Charms
-Transfiuration
-Astronomy
Least Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Herbology
-Divination
Personality
Likes (3+)
-Sleeping in: God forbid, those early classes...
-Quidditch: Preferably just observing, with no confidence to actually play.
-Sugar Quills: Can't get nearly enough!
-Astronomy Classes: Up on the tower at night is a great feeling~!
Dislikes (3+):
-Shortness: Greatly annoyed by her lack of height.
-Slytherins: It's more principle than anything, really.
-Cockroach Clusters: Absolute revolting.
Skills (3+):
- Exploding Snap: Oh boy, watch out for this one.
- Transfiguration: Not on purpose, just seems to have a knack.
- Procrastination: She excels in this field, especially when it comes to homework.
Weaknesses (3+):
- Flying: Absolutely terrible at it, which upsets her quite a bit.
- Herbology: There is a great lack of a green-thumb as far as she's concerned
- Cute boys - Come on, she is 16 afterall.
Character Description: Small but fiery; Three words that perfectly describe the 6th year Gryffindor, Emmeline Pryce. Auburn hair was cropped short in an unruly manner, and was often swept casually out of her face , keeping clear hazel eyes in full view. Ears were pierced a fair amount of times, decorated excessively with silver studs and hoops, though it seemed to be the only sort of jewelry she displayed. Uniform and robes draped her petite frame, causing the effect that the tiny female was perhaps drowning in a sea of black and grey - and though her expression was usually somewhat peaceful or calm, this pipsqueak was a true spitfire at heart.
Personality/Beliefs Outline: Dear lord, one never really knows what to expect out of Emeline. She is more often than not, easily flustered among those who cannot immediately be counted as 'chummy', though to closer friends, she portrays a spectrum of personality. An absolute sweetheart at times, and a cheeky little brat at others, it's usually fairly fun to see what kind of reaction one can draw from the ridiculously tiny Gryffindor. Even making her mad can be fairly amusing; watching the pipsqueak get herself riled up - what a little spitfire, really.
Like many of her fellow housemates, Emmie is quick to take action, though she is at least courteous to wait to hear the facts - most of them. Well, some of them at least. Noble, too. She'll defend what she believes is right until the end, and will not hesitate to defend those she cares about.
Background
Mother: Addison Pryce, 43, Welcome-Witch (St. Mungo's)
Father: Lakeley Pryce, 44, Arithmancer
Siblings: Chester Pryce, 8
Country of Origin: Heart of London, Britain
Heritage: British, Half-blood
History: Emeline's parents did it the traditional way. They met, they courted, and they married. It wasn't until several years into their marriage, did they even consider taking a break from their careers to start a family. Luckily, it wasn't long, as they were soon announcing the birth of their first born, a daughter by the name of Emeline Pryce.
Though technically a half-blood, Emmie's parents were both an accomplished witch and wizard, which led to her being well raised within the wizarding community. So it was absolutely no surprise when one day her mother walked in to find Emmie's room full of purple bubbles, each well over a foot wide, and filling the room to the brim. Despite being overjoyed, Emmie had found herself grounded due to the mess that seemed hideously difficult to clean, even for her wand-wielding mother. Still, it was pretty obvious that she would eventually be receiving her acceptance letter after that.
And the letter came, like clockwork, on her 11th birthday. Upon arrival, she was surprisingly sorted into Gryffindor, though both parents, and parents before them had been devoted Ravenclaws. Still, she was undetered by the turn of events, and continued brightly, excelling in some classes, while failing horrendously in others - never allowing anything to stand in her way. Perhaps the sixth year at Hogwarts would somehow change that..?
Name: Emeline "Emmie" Pryce
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Desired House/Staff Position: Gryffindor
Year: Year 6
Race: Caucasian (European Mutt)
Weight/Height: 5'2"
Magic
Wand Type: Rowan and Hippogriff Talon - 11"
Patronus: Elk, come the time she is taught to produce one.
Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Charms
-Transfiuration
-Astronomy
Least Favorite Class/es (1+):
-Herbology
-Divination
Personality
Likes (3+)
-Sleeping in: God forbid, those early classes...
-Quidditch: Preferably just observing, with no confidence to actually play.
-Sugar Quills: Can't get nearly enough!
-Astronomy Classes: Up on the tower at night is a great feeling~!
Dislikes (3+):
-Shortness: Greatly annoyed by her lack of height.
-Slytherins: It's more principle than anything, really.
-Cockroach Clusters: Absolute revolting.
Skills (3+):
- Exploding Snap: Oh boy, watch out for this one.
- Transfiguration: Not on purpose, just seems to have a knack.
- Procrastination: She excels in this field, especially when it comes to homework.
Weaknesses (3+):
- Flying: Absolutely terrible at it, which upsets her quite a bit.
- Herbology: There is a great lack of a green-thumb as far as she's concerned
- Cute boys - Come on, she is 16 afterall.
Character Description: Small but fiery; Three words that perfectly describe the 6th year Gryffindor, Emmeline Pryce. Auburn hair was cropped short in an unruly manner, and was often swept casually out of her face , keeping clear hazel eyes in full view. Ears were pierced a fair amount of times, decorated excessively with silver studs and hoops, though it seemed to be the only sort of jewelry she displayed. Uniform and robes draped her petite frame, causing the effect that the tiny female was perhaps drowning in a sea of black and grey - and though her expression was usually somewhat peaceful or calm, this pipsqueak was a true spitfire at heart.
Personality/Beliefs Outline: Dear lord, one never really knows what to expect out of Emeline. She is more often than not, easily flustered among those who cannot immediately be counted as 'chummy', though to closer friends, she portrays a spectrum of personality. An absolute sweetheart at times, and a cheeky little brat at others, it's usually fairly fun to see what kind of reaction one can draw from the ridiculously tiny Gryffindor. Even making her mad can be fairly amusing; watching the pipsqueak get herself riled up - what a little spitfire, really.
Like many of her fellow housemates, Emmie is quick to take action, though she is at least courteous to wait to hear the facts - most of them. Well, some of them at least. Noble, too. She'll defend what she believes is right until the end, and will not hesitate to defend those she cares about.
Background
Mother: Addison Pryce, 43, Welcome-Witch (St. Mungo's)
Father: Lakeley Pryce, 44, Arithmancer
Siblings: Chester Pryce, 8
Country of Origin: Heart of London, Britain
Heritage: British, Half-blood
History: Emeline's parents did it the traditional way. They met, they courted, and they married. It wasn't until several years into their marriage, did they even consider taking a break from their careers to start a family. Luckily, it wasn't long, as they were soon announcing the birth of their first born, a daughter by the name of Emeline Pryce.
Though technically a half-blood, Emmie's parents were both an accomplished witch and wizard, which led to her being well raised within the wizarding community. So it was absolutely no surprise when one day her mother walked in to find Emmie's room full of purple bubbles, each well over a foot wide, and filling the room to the brim. Despite being overjoyed, Emmie had found herself grounded due to the mess that seemed hideously difficult to clean, even for her wand-wielding mother. Still, it was pretty obvious that she would eventually be receiving her acceptance letter after that.
And the letter came, like clockwork, on her 11th birthday. Upon arrival, she was surprisingly sorted into Gryffindor, though both parents, and parents before them had been devoted Ravenclaws. Still, she was undetered by the turn of events, and continued brightly, excelling in some classes, while failing horrendously in others - never allowing anything to stand in her way. Perhaps the sixth year at Hogwarts would somehow change that..?
