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Basic Info| Name: | clarachild |
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BioPlayer
Name: CJ
Age: 17
AIM: ladypepper67
Email: ladypepper67@aim.com
Experience: Mugglenet Interactive, E-mail roleplay
Played By: Lykke Li
Character
Name: Clara Littlechild
Nickname(s): Clara, Claire (for the lazy who must shorten everything), Lefty
Age: 16
Date of Birth: April 3, 1992
Blood status: Pure-blood
Nationality: American
Wand: 10 ½” mahogany, unicorn hair
Boggart: her Aunt Lyra dead
Patronus: Quetzal
Alumni/House: Re’em
-- Grade: 6
Affiliation: Against Utopia
Hobbies: painting magical creatures, photographing magical creatures, reading (about magical creatures, history, and fiction), dancing, and riding her broomstick
Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
Martial Status: single
Parents: Matthew and Sierra Littlechild- both work for The Ministry of Magic
Siblings: None
Likes: Magical creatures, creatures in general, nature, herbology, music, art, strategy games (but not generally not sports), fruit, candy, muggles, shopping, exploding snap, spontaneity, Christmas, people, meeting new people, charms, beauty, crowds
Dislikes: bossy people, pretentious people, divination, defense against the dark arts, pumpkin juice, house jingoism, clinginess, drama, darkness, confinement, chocolate frogs (she likes the cards though), intimacy, black and white, absolutes, critical people, loneliness
Personality in Five Words: Thin skin, but thick plumage
Personality:
Clara loves being alive and her personality reflects this. She’s outgoing, vivacious, and doesn’t mind attention in the least. Her tendency to go about things her own way gives the illusion that she is fearless, but she’s actually very sensitive and vulnerable. Clara is a coward in her own right, in that does not like to face things that make her uncertain or uncomfortable. She usually doesn’t let on if something hurts her, and although she lives by a policy of forgiveness, she rarely forgets. Clara hates conflict and is a great confident for advice, but does not share her own pains with others. Sharing makes her uncomfortable, and she’d rather forget her own troubles than try to explain them.
Clara can be very logical, but disorganized and when in group settings sometimes reckless. When Clara is alone, she likes to watch people and creatures in their element, as well as reading and getting lost in lives that aren’t her own. She feels in these activities she can reach beauties she does not possess. When making friends, Clara doesn’t discriminate by age, or even species. Her goal is to always find the beauty in everything, and this sometimes shallow obsession isolates her from meaningful relationships.
As a natural people pleaser she loves to entertain others, but won’t bother if someone doesn’t like her. She’s a little selfish in that she serves herself first and then others, for she will do the strange things she wants to do regardless of whether you like it or not. So she doesn’t like dependent and sensitive people because she doesn’t want to have to attend to their needs (which is ironic, because she’s a bit like this herself). Even though she’s odd, she’s the lovable type of weirdo, due to her charisma and charm, who doesn’t go out of her way to neither rebel nor conform. This makes her unpopular with authority figures and people without a sense of humor.
Clara’s also unpopular among radicals (conservatives and liberals alike) for she doesn’t tolerate extremes at all. Even though she’s a generally pleasant individual, if you are an outspoken radical, she will act very coldly towards you. She believes strongly in two sides to every story, and is slow to make up her mind. To her, there is no such thing as absolute, and she won’t tolerate hate. Even if she’s herself doesn’t like something, she usually respects it. For example, she loves spontaneity and living in the moment, but she respects order and even goes through phases where she tries to organize everything, down to the thoughts she has. Also, although she loves daytime and she’s afraid of darkness, she still thinks night has it’s own beauty that she cannot grasp yet. She doesn’t like close-mindedness, and tends to shun people who openly are.
Appearance:
Clara is 5’3” and has a slightly athletic build. Her hair and eyes are tawny brown. She has thick lashes, a small, round nose, and a very soft jaw line. She likes to decorate her uniform, bag, and even wand with buttons and colorful baubles. Clara likes to add color to her hair, but changes it often because she gets bored quickly, and also experiments with length and style. She paints little icons on her body and charms them to move around, especially centaurs.
History:
Clara was born in a small town on the coast of Washington named Fort Alice, where she belongs to a small community of mostly pureblood wizards. Her parents work as Ministry officials in the United States, and although she greatly respects them, she holds little more for them than that. She was raised by her Aunt Lyra (her father’s younger sister), a wild and world-renown robe designer who never had patience for a family of her own. She always told Clara that she was all the family she needed, even claiming she loved her more than her lucky black cat, Asteroid. Lyra tutored Clara and acted as her mother, guardian, and friend. Since her parents always spoke badly of muggles and forbade her to interact with them, she did not for many years.
Christmas was her favorite time (and still is), because relatives from all over would come to the Littechild mansion. This was the only time she usually had to interact with children her own age in such abundance, and she treasured it. She worked hard to keep their attention and to keep them entertained, thus her talent for story telling, as well as singing and dancing evolved. Clara also enjoyed entertaining adults, for she thrived off their praise. She was always depressed when the holiday season ended, and longed to go to school so she could have constant social interaction like during Christmas.
When she finally did enter Griffin Academy of Magic however, she was placed in Re’em, where none of her relatives had been placed before. All of the Littlechild’s as well as the Rollins’s (her mother’s family) that had attended Griffin, save for her Aunt Lyra, were placed in Crup. Her parent’s were very ashamed and for a period of about six months treated Clara very coolly. In order to compensate for this ‘failure’, Clara achieved top marks and punished herself by deny herself the social life she craved, but she eventually gave up and pursued the desires of her flighty personality. Although she still studies hard, she does it out of choice rather than obligation, and does not feel the need to please teachers she despises anymore. Lyra, who went through similar pressures herself when she was placed in Unicorn, encouraged this sudden rebellion, claiming, “all you can ever hope from life is to be liked by yourself.” Clara now lives by this policy, and no longer dwells on how others perceive her. If someone appears to like her, she accepts it at face value, for her that’s good enough.
Sample Third Person:
Clara buried her feet in the soggy sand and watched as the tide came in and deteriorated the black, compact clay into floating sediment, revealing her feet once more. She pushed her feet through the sand deeper this time, and watched absent-mindedly as the process set motion again and again. Summer break was always bland compared to life at Griffin Academy, where friends, mentors, magic and the library (the greatest part of the whole school), surrounded her. She’d much rather be in her cozy corner of the library pouring over ancient ruins of Mesopotamia, lit solely by the light of her wand, then be here, on the gray shores of Fort Alice. She felt guilty for even thinking this, because leaving for Griffin was so painful the first time, and she cried for days when she realized she would be separated from her Aunt Lyra for so long. But now Clara wanted nothing more than to go back, despite how sweetly her Aunt had treated her thus far.
She pushed the thought from her mind and looked up to see if Lyra had come out of the beach side muggle shops yet. Lyra was nowhere to be seen, but a thick red bicycle was parked before an all but abandoned tourist shop, and a blonde haired man of about twenty was attending to it with a thick silver wand. A wrench, maybe, Clara thought to herself. But that type of bike, it has a special name…
Clara toyed with the idea of asking the boy what he was doing, if only to learn the species of bike he had. But the thought of her parents and their hate of muggles held her back. Then again, why should I care what they think? I’m thirteen now, I can do what I want. So Clara stood up, and for the first time, spoke to a muggle.
“Hey you!” she called as she ran over to the blonde man.
The man raised his head, looking to see if he had been addressed.
“Yeah, you!” Clara put on her most innocent smile. “What’re you working on?”
“Just fixing the wheel of my ride, I think something’s jammed in the spokes” the man smiled politely back. “Why do you ask?”
Huh, Clara thought to herself in excitement. So it’s called a Ride!
Name: CJ
Age: 17
AIM: ladypepper67
Email: ladypepper67@aim.com
Experience: Mugglenet Interactive, E-mail roleplay
Played By: Lykke Li
Character
Name: Clara Littlechild
Nickname(s): Clara, Claire (for the lazy who must shorten everything), Lefty
Age: 16
Date of Birth: April 3, 1992
Blood status: Pure-blood
Nationality: American
Wand: 10 ½” mahogany, unicorn hair
Boggart: her Aunt Lyra dead
Patronus: Quetzal
Alumni/House: Re’em
-- Grade: 6
Affiliation: Against Utopia
Hobbies: painting magical creatures, photographing magical creatures, reading (about magical creatures, history, and fiction), dancing, and riding her broomstick
Sexual Orientation: heterosexual
Martial Status: single
Parents: Matthew and Sierra Littlechild- both work for The Ministry of Magic
Siblings: None
Likes: Magical creatures, creatures in general, nature, herbology, music, art, strategy games (but not generally not sports), fruit, candy, muggles, shopping, exploding snap, spontaneity, Christmas, people, meeting new people, charms, beauty, crowds
Dislikes: bossy people, pretentious people, divination, defense against the dark arts, pumpkin juice, house jingoism, clinginess, drama, darkness, confinement, chocolate frogs (she likes the cards though), intimacy, black and white, absolutes, critical people, loneliness
Personality in Five Words: Thin skin, but thick plumage
Personality:
Clara loves being alive and her personality reflects this. She’s outgoing, vivacious, and doesn’t mind attention in the least. Her tendency to go about things her own way gives the illusion that she is fearless, but she’s actually very sensitive and vulnerable. Clara is a coward in her own right, in that does not like to face things that make her uncertain or uncomfortable. She usually doesn’t let on if something hurts her, and although she lives by a policy of forgiveness, she rarely forgets. Clara hates conflict and is a great confident for advice, but does not share her own pains with others. Sharing makes her uncomfortable, and she’d rather forget her own troubles than try to explain them.
Clara can be very logical, but disorganized and when in group settings sometimes reckless. When Clara is alone, she likes to watch people and creatures in their element, as well as reading and getting lost in lives that aren’t her own. She feels in these activities she can reach beauties she does not possess. When making friends, Clara doesn’t discriminate by age, or even species. Her goal is to always find the beauty in everything, and this sometimes shallow obsession isolates her from meaningful relationships.
As a natural people pleaser she loves to entertain others, but won’t bother if someone doesn’t like her. She’s a little selfish in that she serves herself first and then others, for she will do the strange things she wants to do regardless of whether you like it or not. So she doesn’t like dependent and sensitive people because she doesn’t want to have to attend to their needs (which is ironic, because she’s a bit like this herself). Even though she’s odd, she’s the lovable type of weirdo, due to her charisma and charm, who doesn’t go out of her way to neither rebel nor conform. This makes her unpopular with authority figures and people without a sense of humor.
Clara’s also unpopular among radicals (conservatives and liberals alike) for she doesn’t tolerate extremes at all. Even though she’s a generally pleasant individual, if you are an outspoken radical, she will act very coldly towards you. She believes strongly in two sides to every story, and is slow to make up her mind. To her, there is no such thing as absolute, and she won’t tolerate hate. Even if she’s herself doesn’t like something, she usually respects it. For example, she loves spontaneity and living in the moment, but she respects order and even goes through phases where she tries to organize everything, down to the thoughts she has. Also, although she loves daytime and she’s afraid of darkness, she still thinks night has it’s own beauty that she cannot grasp yet. She doesn’t like close-mindedness, and tends to shun people who openly are.
Appearance:
Clara is 5’3” and has a slightly athletic build. Her hair and eyes are tawny brown. She has thick lashes, a small, round nose, and a very soft jaw line. She likes to decorate her uniform, bag, and even wand with buttons and colorful baubles. Clara likes to add color to her hair, but changes it often because she gets bored quickly, and also experiments with length and style. She paints little icons on her body and charms them to move around, especially centaurs.
History:
Clara was born in a small town on the coast of Washington named Fort Alice, where she belongs to a small community of mostly pureblood wizards. Her parents work as Ministry officials in the United States, and although she greatly respects them, she holds little more for them than that. She was raised by her Aunt Lyra (her father’s younger sister), a wild and world-renown robe designer who never had patience for a family of her own. She always told Clara that she was all the family she needed, even claiming she loved her more than her lucky black cat, Asteroid. Lyra tutored Clara and acted as her mother, guardian, and friend. Since her parents always spoke badly of muggles and forbade her to interact with them, she did not for many years.
Christmas was her favorite time (and still is), because relatives from all over would come to the Littechild mansion. This was the only time she usually had to interact with children her own age in such abundance, and she treasured it. She worked hard to keep their attention and to keep them entertained, thus her talent for story telling, as well as singing and dancing evolved. Clara also enjoyed entertaining adults, for she thrived off their praise. She was always depressed when the holiday season ended, and longed to go to school so she could have constant social interaction like during Christmas.
When she finally did enter Griffin Academy of Magic however, she was placed in Re’em, where none of her relatives had been placed before. All of the Littlechild’s as well as the Rollins’s (her mother’s family) that had attended Griffin, save for her Aunt Lyra, were placed in Crup. Her parent’s were very ashamed and for a period of about six months treated Clara very coolly. In order to compensate for this ‘failure’, Clara achieved top marks and punished herself by deny herself the social life she craved, but she eventually gave up and pursued the desires of her flighty personality. Although she still studies hard, she does it out of choice rather than obligation, and does not feel the need to please teachers she despises anymore. Lyra, who went through similar pressures herself when she was placed in Unicorn, encouraged this sudden rebellion, claiming, “all you can ever hope from life is to be liked by yourself.” Clara now lives by this policy, and no longer dwells on how others perceive her. If someone appears to like her, she accepts it at face value, for her that’s good enough.
Sample Third Person:
Clara buried her feet in the soggy sand and watched as the tide came in and deteriorated the black, compact clay into floating sediment, revealing her feet once more. She pushed her feet through the sand deeper this time, and watched absent-mindedly as the process set motion again and again. Summer break was always bland compared to life at Griffin Academy, where friends, mentors, magic and the library (the greatest part of the whole school), surrounded her. She’d much rather be in her cozy corner of the library pouring over ancient ruins of Mesopotamia, lit solely by the light of her wand, then be here, on the gray shores of Fort Alice. She felt guilty for even thinking this, because leaving for Griffin was so painful the first time, and she cried for days when she realized she would be separated from her Aunt Lyra for so long. But now Clara wanted nothing more than to go back, despite how sweetly her Aunt had treated her thus far.
She pushed the thought from her mind and looked up to see if Lyra had come out of the beach side muggle shops yet. Lyra was nowhere to be seen, but a thick red bicycle was parked before an all but abandoned tourist shop, and a blonde haired man of about twenty was attending to it with a thick silver wand. A wrench, maybe, Clara thought to herself. But that type of bike, it has a special name…
Clara toyed with the idea of asking the boy what he was doing, if only to learn the species of bike he had. But the thought of her parents and their hate of muggles held her back. Then again, why should I care what they think? I’m thirteen now, I can do what I want. So Clara stood up, and for the first time, spoke to a muggle.
“Hey you!” she called as she ran over to the blonde man.
The man raised his head, looking to see if he had been addressed.
“Yeah, you!” Clara put on her most innocent smile. “What’re you working on?”
“Just fixing the wheel of my ride, I think something’s jammed in the spokes” the man smiled politely back. “Why do you ask?”
Huh, Clara thought to herself in excitement. So it’s called a Ride!
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