Title: GREYBACK, natalie
natalie macmillan - September 10, 2007 09:30 PM (GMT)
INTRODUCING...
[ natalie greyback ]
[ natalie greyback ]
[who's pulling all the strings?
name: Heather
age: 19
contact: nbananabutt3@aol.com
experience: about a year
how'd you find us? eddie and james, my lovely roommates
[ w h o are you?
full name: natalie kylie greyback
explain the names: natalie- she was named after her mother as a sort of memento.
kylie- fenris happened to like the name. nothing more.
nickname: Nattie, Nato or Ky.
age/year: eighteen/ seventh
house: slytherin
any titles?: none
[ show some skin!
eye color: grey
hair color: brown
skin tone: tan
celebrity portrayal: Jeisa Chiminazzo
[ let me pick your brain!
likes:
- 1 |her family
2 |tacos
3 |iced tea
4 |lemon drops
5 |making funny faces
6 |guys with dark hair and light eyes
7 |saying things in a mexican accent
8 |laughter
9 |being in love
10 |music
11 |climbing trees or mountains
- 1 |cotton mouth
2 |being sick
3 |dishonesty
4 |the dark
5 |ventriquilist dummies
6 |needles
7 |small spaces
8 |being told to shut up
9 |people not liking her
10 |being tied up
- 1 |her mexican accent. it'll put a smile on your face
2 |transfiguration
3 |ability to laugh at self
4 |loyalty
5 |ability to make you laugh
- 1 |the moon, of course
2 |stubborn
3 |insists on seeing the good in people even if the bad out weighs it
4 |has her dark periods where she'll isolate herself from people
5 |won't let people in her heart easily
- 1 |has a loud sort of witch cackling laugh that surprises her and makes her laugh more
2 |drums her fingers on any surface to annoy people
3 |snorts when she laughs
- 1 |subtle cologne
2 |rain
3 |mint
4 |blood
boggart: falling from a high place
dementor:
- "My worst memory? There hasn't been something terribly horrible that has happened in my life. There was this boy that lived next to us and we became instant friends. We were nearly inseparable for years. Of course, I started to develop a crush on him and I never told him for a good year or so. I finally did and he rejected me. I guess I should mention that I wasn't the skinniest kid. Oh no.. He said I was too fat and that he couldn't see us as anything other than friends. I was devastated. After that, I couldn't bring myself to see him. I could just see him looking at me with disgust. It was horrible. I cried for weeks. Then I got my act together and started working out. I saw him a year later and I swear his jaw hit the ground. Guess it didn't end so badly."
Actually no.. Scratch that. That wasn't the worst. It was my first transformation. It was horrible. My bones cracking and shifting into different sizes and shapes. Hearing my clothes rip and even my own screaming was scaring me. I was all alone and before I got used to it all, I thought this would be a situation where I would never get out of. It would go on forever and I would be this beast. Though, as it turns out, I quite like the beast. It's so different than I act on any other day. As the days go on, I can't wait until the next moon.
- "The word most commonly used to describe me would be odd. I am rather odd and that's just me really. I love being able to laugh at myself because I don't take myself too seriously. I don't take life too seriously either. You'll never see me not laughing or smiling. I hope that I can just rub off an anyone around me. Especially those stick in the mud types. We're young and we should be having fun. Period.
Anyways, not that I've done babbled already I'll continue to do so. What I mean by that is I love talking fast so that I can confuse people. Not many can keep up with me when I do so. It's not like I talk like that all the time. That would be truly insane. Well.. I'm not a hard gal to get along with. I'm just like my brother in that sense. I think we should have been twins. We sometimes act like it. We sometimes even finish each others sentences. I also try to do that with others. They'll be mid sentence and I'll try and finish it. Sometimes, ahem.. Most of the times it doesn't work. Oh well. Can't say I don't try.
I often find that I bring myself into these sort of funks that last for a couple of days and then I'm fine. I don't like to talk to people or do anything. I like to think of it as my recharging period. Others view it as something more sinister when it's really not. Sometimes I find that it's hard to uphold this image of myself. It is my true self but it can be utterly tiring really. It's that inner beast that always wants to get out. I cage it up and I let it out every month. Another recharging period.
So, I'm sure you're wondering where my slytherin side is. Oh it's there but not in a domineering way like my other slytherin comrades. It's more subtle. I'm kind of like the person behind the scenes. People know I'm there, I'm just not in your face about it. I'm cunning and cut throat when I need to be. I think the sorting hat picked up on that first and that's why it shouted SLYTHERIN before anything else. Not that I'm complaining. I can hold my own there.
Well.. That's me, in a nutshell. There is a lot more to me but those are the main points. Read it homes."
[ take a look back in time
parents: Fenris Greyback & Natalie ____
siblings: [»] --- greyback [seventh, eighteen, slytherin] [M]
[»] mikey greyback [seventh, seventeen, ravenclaw] *
[»] dorian greyback [seventh, seventeen, gryffindor] *
[»] sebastian greyback [sixth, sixteen, gryffindor]
[»] --- greyback [sixth, sixteen, slytherin]
[»] --- greyback [fifth, fifteen, hufflepuff]
history:
When I think back on this life
I guess we were doing the best we could
And to look at us from the outside
I'm sure it seems somewhat romantic
but when you've tasted excess
Everything else tastes bland
Yeah, we had everything to lose
But we still lived like we were about to die
I guess we were doing the best we could
And to look at us from the outside
I'm sure it seems somewhat romantic
but when you've tasted excess
Everything else tastes bland
Yeah, we had everything to lose
But we still lived like we were about to die
Well.. My life began on September first. I don't think my father was suspecting a girl so soon. I was the first girl out of the two kids he had. I always felt that he hated me for being a girl. Well.. He got plenty of boys later on so I think it's lessened a bit. Needless to say I was healthy and beautiful. Sure, I was a chubby kid but hey, what do you expect. I loved eating. My father would sit there as I would eat and was amazed at the amount I could consume. They wondered where it would all go but then they would look at my diaper and see.
Even as a child I never liked my father and the more kids that came in, the more I felt like I was invisible. All of the kids have such varying personalities that we would clash often. Though, I still love my siblings because, at the end of the day, J like my siblings more than I like my father. He was abusive to me but in her later years, I learned to fight back. If I didn't fight back, I'd be dead. He certainly wouldn't miss me. Now my brothers are another story. I'm sure that each one of them hold some kind of special place in his cold heart.
I couldn't wait to get my letter. I had a year. Bah! With that time on my hands I decided to make use of my time doing other things. I would explore and on one of my exploring days I found this diary. It was an interesting thing really. Such insight and pain. I wanted to meet this person but I don't think that I ever will. He wrote what I said above.. and below. One of these days I'll start my own diaries and hopefully someone, some years from now, will read into my own sick, twisted and odd world.
So.. My mother? I never knew her. I don't think I really need to either. We all have different mothers and in the end, I wouldn't be surprised if she was dead. I wouldn't put it past father. All he needed was some pretty face to spread her legs and carry his child for nine months or so. After that, she was useless. Poor chits. They never knew what hit them. They should have known better to give into my fathers "charms". Who knows how he wins them over. Surely didn't win me over, that's for damn sure.
Like I was saying
The look in the eyes of death
Was intoxicating
Taking it into our lungs
Laughing at ourselves
Where others would probably cry
And more importantly
I'm proud of this guy
Staring face to face with the demons
And not back down
Takes a constitution that most people just don't have
A life gets soiled with sex, drugs and rock and roll
The look in the eyes of death
Was intoxicating
Taking it into our lungs
Laughing at ourselves
Where others would probably cry
And more importantly
I'm proud of this guy
Staring face to face with the demons
And not back down
Takes a constitution that most people just don't have
A life gets soiled with sex, drugs and rock and roll
I finally got my letter to Hogwarts and I was going there a new person. I had a new body that drew attention to me but more importantly I was going to school with my brother and later, with the rest of my siblings. Years went on and I didn't do anything too important. I got good grades, fell in love, got my heart broken, dealt with my furry little problem and fell into the motions of life. I am now embarking on my final year of Hogwarts and I'm determined to not go through the motions of life and do what I want to do, date who I want to date, bite who I want to bite and fuck whomever I please. Once I'm out of Hogwarts, I'm leaving the Greyback Manor and releasing myself from the grasp of my domineering father.
So here we are at the end,
and at the same time we're at the beginning of this misadventure.
How I got here? That's a story told by many voice.
This is, without a doubt, my life... after death.
and at the same time we're at the beginning of this misadventure.
How I got here? That's a story told by many voice.
This is, without a doubt, my life... after death.
[ the rest of the rest
member title: hide the s c a r s
pets?: owl named Toot
anything else about your character we should know?: Nah..
other: Van Nuys by Sixx:A.M.
roleplay sample:
| QUOTE |
| Xander Ryan had done well for himself in the past few days. It seemed as if being what he was had its benefits. He was no longer the self pitying individual that Dray had once encountered what seemed like many moons ago. Now a days, everything seemed to be distant. It was like so many years had passed but in reality, only a few days had. Within those few days he had already started to better feed himself. He needed to make himself strong. Only the strong survive. He could't be tempted with qualms such as love. If you didn't survive, what was love? Love, to Xander, was a mere illusion. Something that has been thrown in his face day in and day out. It was as simple as that. To make himself stronger, he has eaten better and he's noticed the difference. He feels stronger, quicker and more importantly, he has a much more stable mind than before. He was ready to prove himself. He arrived at the Malfoy Manor dressed in some jeans and a black shirt. Nothing unusual for the raven haired man. He walked with confidence even though he knew what was going inside that massive manor. His old love was in there as well as others. He had to go through with it. Be as cold and shut off as he could be. He could do it. All he wanted was a place to be. It was as simple as that. He walked into the room that held the prisioners that they had taken. He held the small vials in his hand as he strode into the room, a different man. He saw Mari sitting there and he saw, once again, what he loved in her but he shoved it down to where it couldn't be seen. He stood alongside Hekate and said," I have what you want." he said simply as he looked down at Mari in a way that he had never done before. He shook his head at the three of them and just blinked. No emotion what so ever. |
ellielove - September 11, 2007 12:44 AM (GMT)
PENDING.
There're just a couple of things I have to point out before accepting this application.
oo1. There's another applicant for this character so I must give them about two days before comparing the two.
oo2. Naomi Watts is too old to portray a fifteen-year-old, love. Sorry, but, no. She's amazing, but not for a fifteen-year-old.
oo3. And the application itself? It's good, but maybe you could beef it up for me?
There're just a couple of things I have to point out before accepting this application.
oo1. There's another applicant for this character so I must give them about two days before comparing the two.
oo2. Naomi Watts is too old to portray a fifteen-year-old, love. Sorry, but, no. She's amazing, but not for a fifteen-year-old.
oo3. And the application itself? It's good, but maybe you could beef it up for me?
natalie macmillan - September 11, 2007 02:11 AM (GMT)
Okay, I fixed it up! Hope it works out now.
ellielove - September 11, 2007 02:49 AM (GMT)
ACCEPTED.
She seems coolio. Good with me.
She seems coolio. Good with me.