Post by mercy on Nov 30, 2008 16:30:07 GMT -5
Character Name: Mercy Warren LeFroy
Year: Second
Preferred House (you may not get it, unless you are a canon character): Slytherin
Strengths: Curses, Hexes, Jinxes, thouse types of spells. She is also very skilled in D.A.D.A and Potions.
Weaknesses: Eighties Music. Makes her break into song and dance
Personality: Bubbly, though dangerous when given a wand. She's kind and caring to her friends and malevolent to her enemies.
Brief History: Born in Dublin, she moved to France as a youngster and went to Beauxbatons for two of her seven years of school. Her parents moved her to Hogwarts after she blew up the west wing by accident.
Description or Celebrity Claim:
RP Sample (must be at least a paragraph):
Mercy smirked as she drew her wand- 11 inches, Dragon heartstring, and oak. Her opponent didn't even have time to scream as she screamed a spell at him.
"Levicorpus!" She cried, watching in satisfaction as the man was hung by his ankles in the air. She walked forward to whisper in his ear.
"Never, never harm my mother again, or you will not see tomorrow." The man shivered and she walked back into busy streets of Diagon Alley.
"Tessa!!" Mercy cried, running to her pregnant step-mum, who was bent over puking in the bush.
"Tess, are you okay?" Tessa nodded and continued her puking.
"Let's at least get you to the bathroom." Mercy said, helping Tessa to the ladies washroom in Ollivander's.
"Will you be alright here?" She asked gently. After Tessa, practically shoved her out the door, Mercy went to find her father. A boy outside of Madame Milkin's whistled at her and she shot him a glare.
"Bloody arse."
"DEATH EATERS!" Someone cried.
"Typical..." Mercy muttered. There were many Death Eaters gathered in those days, and Mercy knew most, as her father was one.
"Daddy!!" She yelled, jumping into her father's cloaked arms. She lifted his mask to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Mercy, you need to stay with Tessa and the baby, okay. I don't want you getting hurt."
"I want to help you!"
"You would get hurt. No." He told her firmly. Mercy's eyes narrowed and she huffed, dropping herself from her father's arms.
"I am not a child, Father. I can do this. I will do this!" She cried.
"I said NO, Mercy Warren LeFroy. Now go to Tessa!" He boomed.
"No. She's not my mum. I don't want her. I want Mummy!" Mercy was getting mad, and her father could tell. This wasn't good.
"Please, Mercy. Just please do this for me."
"LeFroy! Hurry up, we need help!" A Death Eater behind them cried.
"I hate you!" Mercy cried, running into the small battle in the street. She ducked curses and squeaked when a man fell. She found a corner, where she cried herself into unconsciousness.
Your Name (or name on the board): Mercy
Year: Second
Preferred House (you may not get it, unless you are a canon character): Slytherin
Strengths: Curses, Hexes, Jinxes, thouse types of spells. She is also very skilled in D.A.D.A and Potions.
Weaknesses: Eighties Music. Makes her break into song and dance
Personality: Bubbly, though dangerous when given a wand. She's kind and caring to her friends and malevolent to her enemies.
Brief History: Born in Dublin, she moved to France as a youngster and went to Beauxbatons for two of her seven years of school. Her parents moved her to Hogwarts after she blew up the west wing by accident.
Description or Celebrity Claim:
RP Sample (must be at least a paragraph):
Mercy smirked as she drew her wand- 11 inches, Dragon heartstring, and oak. Her opponent didn't even have time to scream as she screamed a spell at him.
"Levicorpus!" She cried, watching in satisfaction as the man was hung by his ankles in the air. She walked forward to whisper in his ear.
"Never, never harm my mother again, or you will not see tomorrow." The man shivered and she walked back into busy streets of Diagon Alley.
"Tessa!!" Mercy cried, running to her pregnant step-mum, who was bent over puking in the bush.
"Tess, are you okay?" Tessa nodded and continued her puking.
"Let's at least get you to the bathroom." Mercy said, helping Tessa to the ladies washroom in Ollivander's.
"Will you be alright here?" She asked gently. After Tessa, practically shoved her out the door, Mercy went to find her father. A boy outside of Madame Milkin's whistled at her and she shot him a glare.
"Bloody arse."
"DEATH EATERS!" Someone cried.
"Typical..." Mercy muttered. There were many Death Eaters gathered in those days, and Mercy knew most, as her father was one.
"Daddy!!" She yelled, jumping into her father's cloaked arms. She lifted his mask to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Mercy, you need to stay with Tessa and the baby, okay. I don't want you getting hurt."
"I want to help you!"
"You would get hurt. No." He told her firmly. Mercy's eyes narrowed and she huffed, dropping herself from her father's arms.
"I am not a child, Father. I can do this. I will do this!" She cried.
"I said NO, Mercy Warren LeFroy. Now go to Tessa!" He boomed.
"No. She's not my mum. I don't want her. I want Mummy!" Mercy was getting mad, and her father could tell. This wasn't good.
"Please, Mercy. Just please do this for me."
"LeFroy! Hurry up, we need help!" A Death Eater behind them cried.
"I hate you!" Mercy cried, running into the small battle in the street. She ducked curses and squeaked when a man fell. She found a corner, where she cried herself into unconsciousness.
Your Name (or name on the board): Mercy
