Post by Claire Straton on May 27, 2006 19:37:40 GMT -5
Name: Claire Marie Straton
Age: 16
Year:6
Gender:female
Parents: Blyar and Raven Straton
House Desired in order from least to greatest: Slytherin, Ravenclaw Gryfindor, Huffelpuff
Family: Greg:He disappeared after telling his parents he needed to go find himself. He is about six foot six and is very good looking. He has blond hair and fairly tanned skin. He is gay but they share a strong bond. She can tell him anything....well almost anything.
Blyar:is her father. He is also tall just like his son. He has blond hair that is slightly graying. He has a perfect smile but is hiding something. He is related to the Malfoy's but he tries to put that all behind him. He cares about Greg more than Claire, although Claire thinks otherwise.
Raven:Raven is her mother. She is very tall and pale. She pays no attention to her children at all instead leaving the nanny, Gloria to take care of them when they are not at school. She gossips all day with her friends about the muggle neighbors. She is a muggle hater and disapproves in any involvement with muggles, although she has nothing agents muggle borns because her rich uncle is a muggle borns, he is the one that pays for there house.
Christian: He is her rich great-uncle. He pays for everything the family uses. Her mother can't wait till he dies so that she can inherit all of his money. She is really close to him.
Birth Place: She was born in London England
Personal History (1 paragraph+): She was born of the First of May. Her mother named her after her late grandmother. She was raised in a upper-class house, with her parents and brother. She watched her brother grow up and go to Hogwarts. She first picked up a wand at age six not really knowing what to do with it. She is not that smart. She loves to read and write but deplores learning magic. She has had a normal childhood, so far. Her parents were always away so she was left with Gloria and Greg. Greg would always sneak of with boys he met at Hogwarts.
Appearance (5 sentences+): She has medium length blond hair that she sometimes dyes brown. She has fair skin just like her parents. She has green eyes. She is short for her age and very skinny. She eats way to much but she loves to run. She has big feet but small, delicate hands.
Personality (5 sentences+): She can sometimes come of as snobby when you first meet her. She is shy, but is also outgoing. She is funny and loves to make people laugh. She cares for her friends and family way to much and worries way to much about others. She is a flirt and loves to check out guys.
Anything Else?: I don't think so.
Pets: She has an owl named Athena.
Wand: A 14 inch dragon scale cheery wood.
Broomstick: Firebolt
Secret Word:Trials
Sample RP: Claire woke up and looked out the window. It was the last day of winter break. She had to go back to school the next day. She decided to have some fun. She put some clothes she had laying on the floor beside her trunk and ran down stairs.
She noded to her mother who frowned at her. "Claire," She began. "What are you wearing?" "I bought you that nice new black dress," "And you wear jeans?" She turned away looking at the newspaper that layed in front of her. Her father was lookig down, staring st his toast. "Yopur brother is gone." Her mother noded in agrement, not looking up from the paper. "He is gone and we will not mention it to anyone else." He looked down and took a bite of his toast. He pushed it away and and grabbed the paper from Raven. She frowned and rolled her eyes. "Well I am off, me and Jenny are going shopping." Her father rolled his eyes and Claire stood watching. She shrugeed it off. Her brother disapered all the time, sometimes not returning for weeks. She didn't think anything of it at the time.
She grabbed a piece of toast from the table and began to nibble on it . She remembered her objective for the day was to have fun. No chance of that now she thought. She sat down and look at the paper her father had stole form her mother. It was the Daily Prophet. Pictures were moving around the page. She caught the eye of a very handsome boy. She had seen him somewhere, but where. She thought back to the perivious weeks.
She deiced to go back to sleep, her diea of fun. She grabbed her cat that was laying on her pillow taking a "cat" nap. She layed her head on the pillow when she heard someone scream. "Claire.....get your butt down here." "Coming." She yelled.
Age: 16
Year:6
Gender:female
Parents: Blyar and Raven Straton
House Desired in order from least to greatest: Slytherin, Ravenclaw Gryfindor, Huffelpuff
Family: Greg:He disappeared after telling his parents he needed to go find himself. He is about six foot six and is very good looking. He has blond hair and fairly tanned skin. He is gay but they share a strong bond. She can tell him anything....well almost anything.
Blyar:is her father. He is also tall just like his son. He has blond hair that is slightly graying. He has a perfect smile but is hiding something. He is related to the Malfoy's but he tries to put that all behind him. He cares about Greg more than Claire, although Claire thinks otherwise.
Raven:Raven is her mother. She is very tall and pale. She pays no attention to her children at all instead leaving the nanny, Gloria to take care of them when they are not at school. She gossips all day with her friends about the muggle neighbors. She is a muggle hater and disapproves in any involvement with muggles, although she has nothing agents muggle borns because her rich uncle is a muggle borns, he is the one that pays for there house.
Christian: He is her rich great-uncle. He pays for everything the family uses. Her mother can't wait till he dies so that she can inherit all of his money. She is really close to him.
Birth Place: She was born in London England
Personal History (1 paragraph+): She was born of the First of May. Her mother named her after her late grandmother. She was raised in a upper-class house, with her parents and brother. She watched her brother grow up and go to Hogwarts. She first picked up a wand at age six not really knowing what to do with it. She is not that smart. She loves to read and write but deplores learning magic. She has had a normal childhood, so far. Her parents were always away so she was left with Gloria and Greg. Greg would always sneak of with boys he met at Hogwarts.
Appearance (5 sentences+): She has medium length blond hair that she sometimes dyes brown. She has fair skin just like her parents. She has green eyes. She is short for her age and very skinny. She eats way to much but she loves to run. She has big feet but small, delicate hands.
Personality (5 sentences+): She can sometimes come of as snobby when you first meet her. She is shy, but is also outgoing. She is funny and loves to make people laugh. She cares for her friends and family way to much and worries way to much about others. She is a flirt and loves to check out guys.
Anything Else?: I don't think so.
Pets: She has an owl named Athena.
Wand: A 14 inch dragon scale cheery wood.
Broomstick: Firebolt
Secret Word:Trials
Sample RP: Claire woke up and looked out the window. It was the last day of winter break. She had to go back to school the next day. She decided to have some fun. She put some clothes she had laying on the floor beside her trunk and ran down stairs.
She noded to her mother who frowned at her. "Claire," She began. "What are you wearing?" "I bought you that nice new black dress," "And you wear jeans?" She turned away looking at the newspaper that layed in front of her. Her father was lookig down, staring st his toast. "Yopur brother is gone." Her mother noded in agrement, not looking up from the paper. "He is gone and we will not mention it to anyone else." He looked down and took a bite of his toast. He pushed it away and and grabbed the paper from Raven. She frowned and rolled her eyes. "Well I am off, me and Jenny are going shopping." Her father rolled his eyes and Claire stood watching. She shrugeed it off. Her brother disapered all the time, sometimes not returning for weeks. She didn't think anything of it at the time.
She grabbed a piece of toast from the table and began to nibble on it . She remembered her objective for the day was to have fun. No chance of that now she thought. She sat down and look at the paper her father had stole form her mother. It was the Daily Prophet. Pictures were moving around the page. She caught the eye of a very handsome boy. She had seen him somewhere, but where. She thought back to the perivious weeks.
She deiced to go back to sleep, her diea of fun. She grabbed her cat that was laying on her pillow taking a "cat" nap. She layed her head on the pillow when she heard someone scream. "Claire.....get your butt down here." "Coming." She yelled.
