Title: DEARBORN, lucille
Lucy Dearborn - September 16, 2007 10:11 PM (GMT)
INTRODUCING...
[ lucy dearborn ]
[ lucy dearborn ]
[who's pulling all the strings?
name: Laur
age: Seventeen
contact:
PM is always fun.
EMAIL: mynameislaur@gmail.com
AIM: whattup lobo
experience: almost six years.
how'd you find us? after looking through about a million adverts searching for a post-deathly hallows site that grabbed my interest?
[ w h o are you?
full name: Lucille Cynthia Dearborn
explain the names: Her father wanted to name his daughter "Louisa" after himself...but her mum said that was a name for fat girls, and there was no way in hell that she was naming their first child that. So they settled on Lucille...which is extremely similar to Louisa...but to Mrs. Dearborn sounded a bit on the slimmer prettier side.
To Lulu this makes absolutely no sense. But her mum rarely makes sense to her anyhow.
nickname: Lucy. She hates being called 'Lucille'...and only her mother embarrasses her enough to call her by her full name. Everyone else calls her Lucy; including teachers. Her friends call her Lulu, Luce, and Lu.
age/year: Eighteen, Seventh Year
house: Gryffindor
any titles?: of course she plays quidditch.
[[the person who was Sophia Dearborn before was signed up as Chaser, so I'd like to keep that if possible.]]
[ show some skin!
eye color: Green
hair color: Brown
skin tone: Medium/Fair
celebrity portrayal: Alex Bardenfleth
[ let me pick your brain!
likes:
Pranks & jokes
Transfiguration
Herbology
Astronomy
Learning new spells
Cooking
Quidditch again?
The beach & the ocean
Parties
Sex
Showing off
Winning
Chess
Snogging
GOOD LOOKING blokes...yes.
Shoes
Chatting
Passing notes in class
Painting her nails
Fooling Around
Blokes with messy hair
Staying out all night
Sleeping in
dislikes:
Every flavor beans
Thick socks
Boring people
Goody-goodies
Prats, swots, the whole lot of them.
Most prefects
Hangovers
Arithmancy
Being Ignored
Losing
Mostly just boring blandy people.
Too-tight clothes
When people eat all the chocolate and vanilla out of an ice cream carton and you're left with the strawberry. Eugh.
Annoying Slytherins…you know the type
Dithering girls
Waking up early
Not being taken seriously
strengths:
-Ace Quidditch player
-Good looking (haha)
-Clever when she sets her mind to it
-Very funny and fun to be around
-Expert at lying and getting out of trouble
-Playing pranks and jokes on people
-Extremely friendly and outgoing
-Natrual charmer
-A good snog (she'd like to think)
weaknesses:
-Lazy when it comes to school work
-Reckless & doesn't think about consequences
-Impulsive
-Spacey & can't read into people's feelings
-Terrible at consoling people when they're upset
-Very stubborn
-Competitive and hates losing. (gets very surly when she loses)
-VERY messy. Always loses things.
-Perpetually late.
-Can't resist sexy blokes. Ooer.
quirks:
-Flirts with people even when she isn't intending to.
-Bites the tip of her quill before writing
-Says "um" and "er" a lot when she doesn't know what to say
-Talks A LOT
-Speaks very quickly when she's excited
-Pouts her lips out when she's concentrating
love potion:
That freshly mown grass smell of the Quidditch Pitch
Chocolate chip cookies
Clean laundry
That inexplicable boy smell.
patronus:
An eagle.
boggart:
An acromantula. She has a deathly fear of spiders.
dementor:
Falling from her broom when she was in her third year. It sounds kind of lame...but she had been flying way too high during a game, and was knocked off her seat by a bludger hit from the opposing team. She was falling about 50 meters before hitting the ground. Luckily, someone had thrown a cushioning charm before she hit the ground and died...but the entire time all she could think about was death and all the things that she wished she had done.
Lucy is the kind of person who likes to run away from her problems, and suddenly everything was hitting her all at once, and she was facing all the things that she didn't want to think about...and all because she honestly thought she was going to die. Weird how something so mundane could hit her so hard emotionally. But that's Lucy.
personality:
Lucy Dearborn is a self-possessed and self-sufficient sort of girl who, while she has an independent spirit, loves to bring someone along for the ride with her. She delights in elaborately planned schemes and pranks that she can share with others, or simply palling around with someone else. While she doesn’t exactly hate being alone, she much prefers being with someone else, or in a larger group. She is the sort of person who is never lost in a crowd, and can turn all eyes towards herself with her natural charisma and good-natured humor. Sometimes her desire to have a good time can be construed as immaturity, but lest we forget, she’s only eighteen. What else would you expect? Sometimes her tendency to be easily bored…and show it…betrays her immaturity when more often than not she’ll try to act older than she is.
A lot of people think of Lucy as a free spirit...someone who is usually calm, spacey, or a bit scrambled. She has an air of the unexpected about her that few people can capture or describe. Sometimes, looking in her eyes she is a bit vacant...but really she is quietly contemplating one thing or another; and she's scarcely seen without a smirk on her lips. She is extremely scattered, easily distractable....but still sweet and endearing. She is also pretty wild and crazy. She loves to party and have fun more than anything, and will go out of her way to attend as many parties or social gatherings as humanly possible. She makes friends quickly and easily because of her carefree bubbly personality, and she is as sweet as can be to her friends, and will do anything for them, any time.
She is your typical Gryffindor and then some. Loyal to a fault, hardworking, and always thinking of others first. She always wants to do well, and will work her ass off to get what she wants. She is a true friend, always fair, and tries to treat people the way she wants to be treated. Of course, she's not above pulling pranks on people, and she's no stranger to breaking rules...but she always tries to think of others first. She has a serenely happy look about her, but Lucy is anything but calm and poised. She can be clumsy and awkward, owing to her thin frame and long limbs; but she becomes a different person on a broomstick. Quidditch is something that Lucy loves, and she practices as diligently as possible. Her mother and father taught her everything they know about the sport, and she attends as many matches as possible with her mum so that she can learn the ins and outs of the game as best she can. While she can move awkwardly while on the ground, once she kicks off on her broom, the Gryffindor becomes a flying machine and a threat to anyone who comes near her. She is focused and intense during matches, a state of mind that she only sometimes reaches when doing homework assignments.
One major problem for Lucy is her tendency to lose things. She tries not to buy extremely expensive items often, because she knows she might misplace them. Her father bought her countless rememberalls...but she always seems to lose those as well. She is also very forgetful and will sometimes forget to retrieve her books from the library, or to do something that she promised she would do for a friend; much to her own remorse. She never really means to be so forgetful, but sometimes she can’t help herself. Losing things does seem to irk her, but she takes it in stride. She forgets things all the time, albeit unintentionally. Occasionally she will miss a lunch date with someone, but not on purpose, simply because she forgot. Most of her close friends understand that she is scatterbrained and easily distracted, and remind her about plans they've made...or at least they don't get mad when Lucy doesn't show up when she said she would.
She is fiery, and has a love for pranks and jokes perhaps more than a normal girl should. She loves pulling pranks on people. She'll do anything for a good joke, and it is safe to say that whenever people are around Lucy, they are always laughing. She loves to joke and have a good time, and is willing to do anything to have fun. Her father managed to instill in his daughter every iota of charm he possessed, and combined with her mother's wit and good humor, Lucy knows how to light up a room. Her effervescent personality is something that sets her apart from many other girls...in her pursuit of a good time, she has no problem bringing the fun around with her, and will strike up a conversation with almost anyone. She loves meeting new people, and she treasures her friends more than anything.
...The short and short of it is this: With a deadly combination of good looks and a vivacious personality, Lucy’s reputation enters a room long before she does…which is how she likes it. She loves to feel popular, well liked, and desired. There is just something in her that craves that sort of positive attention. After a few years she has figured out exactly how to work the system, how to land the best looking guys, to get what she wants, essentially. And that’s how she likes things. She is a notorious flirt, and loves to fool around with just about anyone. No matter what she is doing, she tries to have a good time doing it. She hates feeling bored, and will do anything to avoid that feeling…even if it involves breaking a few rules or hearts along the way.
[ take a look back in time
parents: Louis Dearborn && Michelle [Barton] Dearborn
siblings: none =[
history:
It was safe to say that as a child, Lucy was a brat. Spoiled rotten and reeking of and old-money lifestyle, she was a perfect little blonde devil. From the moment she could figure out what was going on around her...she owned it. There was nothing she couldn't have, and nothing she didn't want. Her parents did everything for their pampered little princess, and she knew how to get anything she desired - all it took was a bounce of those blonde curls or a blink of a blue eye.
Of course, eventually she learned that it was impossible to make friends when you pranced around the playground pushing all the other little kids off the swings. When she was six or seven, she found herself extremely lonely, and she (eventually) managed to be nice to the other kids. Lucy hated, and still does, being lonely. She gets extremely bored when she has to entertain herself, so when she discovered how many friends she could make being nice, she was thrilled.
Because Lucy was so interested in sports ever since she was little, she developed into quite a little tomboy. She would refuse to wear skirts and stockings, and would protest whenever her mother tried to tie ribbons in her hair. Usually Lucy could be found rolling around in the mud with some of her friends. For a while, she was only one of the boys. However when she was around ten years old (and most of her childhood friends were already starting at Hogwarts) she became somewhat depressed...and finally deigned to wear a skirt or two. Ever since then she does make some kind of effort in her appearance, and isn't as much of a tomboy as she used to be.
Of course, Quidditch was always a huge part of Lucy's life...ever since she could walk she tagged along to her father's games and practices while her mother explained the finer points and rules to her. Eventually Lucy knew the rules inside and out. She was extremely well versed in Quidditch form by the time she was nine. She joined a junior Quidditch league when she was nine years old, as a seeker, but she soon discovered that she was much better as a chaser. Her skill in that area probably owed to the fact she was usually a few inches shorter than her teammates...and (more often than not) a much faster and more adept flier.
When Lucy received her Hogwarts letter she was too excited for words. Finally she could go to school with all of her older friends. She didn't have to hang around the house with her mother. She could even...maybe...play quidditch on one of the school teams. She started off her time at Hogwarts as a nondescript first year.
Her second year she got up the nerve to try out for the Quidditch team, but was denied. The team already had all their Chaser spots filled. It didn't matter, though, because the next year Lucy made the squad.
It wasn't until her fourth year that Lucy got her reputation as a notorious flirt and perpetual party-goer. All it takes is a few drunken escapades in the room of requirement to make or break a girl...and in this case...it made Lucy into the kind of popular social butterfly she had always wanted to be. Fifth year continued in much of the same way...of course she always managed to get decent grades,(maybe not as high as some of her housemates...but in Ravenclaw, what do you want?) while managing to have fun at the same time. In her fifth and sixth year she managed to go through most of the available boys in the blink of an eye. She made tons of friends...and a few enemies who were jealous of her for one reason or another. Not that it mattered. Lucy had enough close friends to get her through, and those friends she trusted more than anything. Plus, this Gryffindor is usually too oblivious to care much about what other people think about her.
[ the rest of the rest
member title: +_up to NO GOOD
pets?: You really think she could care for a pet??? She can take care of plants. That's enough.
anything else about your character we should know?: nah dude.
other: "We Looked Like Giants" -- Death Cabzzzz
roleplay sample:
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She let out a great exhasperated sigh, "Can't you tell how hard this is for me?" she asked him, trying to get him to understand how she felt, "you're not just an obstacle, Ezra!" she rolled her eyes at his stupidity, "so stop trying to be all nice and rubbish. I don't want to hear it," her usual spark had reared its head for a moment. She hated arguing with him, but if he was going to continue to be evasive, than she was going to choke the truth out of him. Which, to be honest, made her feel a bit like a hypocrite. Who was she to get Ezra to face the truth when she preferred avoiding her problems whenever possible? It wasn't exactly fair to him. "When two people like each other, it's natural for them to explore that," ... "I really don't believe there's much more I can add to this. I'm rather lousy at talking to begin with, let alone giving you my opinion on an issue like this... Yeah. Explore. What the bloody hell was he getting at? She had a twinging feeling in her stomach that he was patronizing her...regardless of whether or not he actually was. She was still glowering with all she had in her. She wasn't exactly directing her expression at him, but more at the ground. With her lips pouted and looking utterly displeased with the world, Katrina looked like the brattiest five year old around. Some way for a sixteen year old to behave; staring at the ground with her arms folded defensively over her chest. 'You're being a really crap best friend right now, you know that?" she said with perhaps more sting than she would have wanted. Immediately the real Katrina that was inside her, not the bratty childish one, snapped back. She glanced back up at Ezra after a moment or two, looking utterly defeated. Why did she have to be so annoying? Even to her best friend. She only had two of those, and she was supposed to treat them nicely...who was she to accuse Ezra of being a bad friend. She felt terrible. Again. How wonderful. "...Look, Ezzie, I'm sorry. I didn't really mean that. Really," she said in the most timidly sincere voice...sounding more meek and apologetic than she may have ever heard herself before. Katrina wasn't exactly quick to apologize; she was stubborn as anything, and usually she would refuse to apologize to people if she still felt she was in the right...but she was treating Ezra like crap and she knew it. She could tell he was uncomfortable hearing about her and Pollux, yet she continued to mention it. Why? Well wasn't that the question of the hour. What good was it doing to make things worse? She was obviously upsetting Ezra, whether he would admit it to her or not...and she was by no means comforting herself, which was more evident every passing moment with the way she was increasingly fidgheting with the closures on her rucksack, the sleves of her robes, the edges of the bench. But still she kept bothering him with conversation when she knew Ezra preferred silence to speaking nine out of ten times. That was what was so different about them; especially lately. He had been getting more absent, aloof, and distant whereas she was seeking a connection to anything and everything she could. He wanted to be detatched, she craved attention. Then why were they so good together? Even in the most platonic sense; there was always something that worked between the two. Some unspoken understanding that even though they were as different sometimes as night and day, they would put up with it for the sake of the other one. But now they were at odds with eachother, and she wasn't at all happy. Why did she keep this conversation going? It surely wasn't to see if he really cared that if she were snogging someone else whether or not Ezra would miss their own stolen moments, was it? Maybe it was. Maybe she wanted to she whether he would miss it, because in the back of her mind...she would. But she couldn't deny that she had feeling for Pollux. But then again Ezra had feelings for her too, according to Pollux. And obviously Pollux had feeligns for her too...and bollocks. This was becoming quite the little problem...the kind of problem that couldn't be solved with a few drinks and a friendly game of quidditch. The kind of problem that Katrina wasn't prepared to sort out. "Look. I'm sorry about telling you this, then. I guess. Pollux told me it would be the right thing to do...so I figured I would listen to him. Obviously he thought you'd react in a totally different way," she shrugged in a half-assed way, just wanting this whole thing to be over, and things to go back to the way they were before. |
Lucy Dearborn - September 16, 2007 11:12 PM (GMT)
-le bump!-
Okay I've finished, I think!! :D
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Also, sorry for being a lamer...but can one of the admins change my username to all lowercase letters when they get the chance?? Thanks!!
Okay I've finished, I think!! :D
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Also, sorry for being a lamer...but can one of the admins change my username to all lowercase letters when they get the chance?? Thanks!!