Post by Wilhelmina Rose White on Feb 15, 2010 23:44:43 GMT -5
WILHELMINA|ROSE|WHITE
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If you were here I know that you would
Truly be amazed at what's become of what you made
If you were here you would know how I treasured every day
How every single word you spoke
echos in me like a memory of hope
Truly be amazed at what's become of what you made
If you were here you would know how I treasured every day
How every single word you spoke
echos in me like a memory of hope
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[/size]IT’S A LIE SHE’S BEEN CARRING AROUND
IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
[/font][/size]IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
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[/size]Name: Wilhelmina Rose White
Nickname: Mina
Age/Birthday: Fifteen | April 7th 1961
Gender: Female
Orientation: Heterosexual
Blood Status: Muggle-Born
Affiliation: Neutral
Year/House: Fifth Year | Gryffindor
Wand: Seven inches, Spiraled Blood Wood, Hippogriff Talon Core
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[/size]TAKES PRIDE IN APPEARANCE
AND THE JOB IN HAND
[/size]AND THE JOB IN HAND
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[/size]Eyes: Golden Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Height: 4'9''
Weight: 92lbs
Distinguishing Features(if any): Although people occasionally associate very curly hair with Wilhelmina, it is her small stature that people generally notice first. Miss White is a very, very small girl.
Play-by: Emmy Rossum
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[/size]IT’S THE SIMPLE FLAW
THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
[/size]THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
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[/size]Erised: When Miss White looks into the Mirror of Erised she sees herself as a ridiculously talented and famous witch, with happy people who are actually interested in her all around. The young girl wants, more than anything, to prove that she is worth something, show everyone how important she really is, and to make her family proud.
Patronus: A large brown bear. Mina's best memories are from when she was younger, before she lost her mother and siblings. The family use to set aside at least an hour a day to exploring the woods around their home. Of course, with Mina being very adventurous, she loved that part of the day more than anything.
Boggart: Wilhelmina is a Ranidaphobic, she is deathly afraid of frogs. So, her boggart would take the form of a large group of those ugly, slimy things.
Dementor: Wilhelmina's worst memory occurred when she was nine, just a few months before her tenth birthday. Her mother and two brothers had gone out for the day, leaving Mina and her father at home to clean up. Both Mina and her father started to worry when the other half of their family were taking longer than what they had expected. It was about two and a half hours after her mother and brothers left that a phone call came in, telling Mina's father that their family had been in a car accident. Both of her brothers had died instantly, and her mother went about a week later. Even though this incident was horrendously traumatic for Mina, it only led to her worst memory. After losing his wife and two of his children, Mina's father had gone into a deep depression. His attitude and personality had changed drastically, leaving him a very rouge person. One day, just about a month after the accident, her father seemed to finally explode. He tore up their home, breaking nearly everything that was breakable. Mina, who had been told to not move from her bedroom while this was going on, had come down shortly after the noise had stopped to find her father lying on his bedroom floor and nearly dead from blood loss.
Amortentia:
The air before, during, and after rain.
A mixture of plum and spices; also known as her father's cologne.
Vintage books.
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[/size]THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T SEE
AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
[/size]AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
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[/size]Likes:
Playing Piano
Rain
Thunderstorms
Snow
Exploring
Her Father
Care of Magical Creatures
Defense Against the Dark Arts
Stars
Lucius Malfoy
Bare feet
Dogs
Train Rides
Quidditch
Dislikes:
Heights
Blood
Potions
Screaming
Pain
Frogs/Toads
Heat
Shoes
Sharp things
Being picked on
Strengths:
Piano
Care of Magical Creatures
Stalking
Charms
Weaknesses
Potions
Broomstick flying
Social Situations
Lucius Malfoy
Boys
Overall Personality:
Although Wilhelmina is often seen as the timid, shy type there are certain times when her personaility can change drastically. Depending upon her mood and the circumstances of the situation at hand Wilhelmina could be as outgoing, rude, or kind as the next person. She had hoped that during her time attending Hogwarts she would be able to keep a pretty low-key profile, meaning no one around would really know who Wilhelmina White was. Unfortunately, she has had a few out-bursts that kind of ruined that goal. So, instead of being seen as the rather normal, shy, timid girl she would of liked; people pretty much thought she is was little, well, out of her mind. Like every other normal person, although that isn't really a way someone would describe Mina, she has her quirks and habits.
Something she started a very young age was touching people's hair. Some wouldn't find that as odd as others, until they see her actually doing it. She isn't satisfied with a simple poke or rub, she has to actually run her fingers through a person's hair. Even though she has gotten herself injured once before because someone claimed she was 'invading their personal space', she continues to do it. Mina often claims that she has a slight problem with obsession over things and people. Although she has never been caught doing it, she can be a bit of a stalker. When she gets interested in a person (And no, this doesn't just mean she is 'attracted' to them. It could be a person she absolutely hates, they just have to be interesting), she has a tendency to want to follow them around and watch their every movement. Sure, it is creepy but it does teach her an awful lot about different types of people.
Something not nearly as strange as the others, but nearly more important than the two put together, is Mina's love for adventure. It's something that the young woman craves. To take a risk and see what comes out of a new situation. Although she does enjoy the small everyday adventures of life, Mina would much rather prefer something that could somehow be dangerous. The young girl is very ambitious, even though she tends to hide her biggest dreams from the people around here, not that most of them would care anyway.
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[/size]IT’S THE CRACKING OF THE GLASS
THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
[/size]THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
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[/size]Family:
Rose Katherine White; Mother; Deceased
George Thomas White; Father; Thirty-Six
Raphael Gregory White; Brother; Deceased
Timothy Jaymes White; Brother; Deceased
Residence: Dover, England
History:
Mina was the second child to Rose & George White. She was born three years after her oldest brother, Raphael, and was absolutely adored by the whole family. Her childhood was a very happy one, living in a large house in the country of England and playing all kinds of games with her older brother. When Mina was six, Raphael nine, their mother gave birth to another baby. Their little brother, Timothy, was born on June 2nd, and like Mina was as a child, he was adored. They were the perfect little family. A happily married couple with three beautiful, happy, healthy children living on a large ranch with all kinds of animals and chores to keep the children busy. Unfortunately, something always has to go wrong.
When Wilhelmina was ten, around Christmas time, her mother and siblings had gone out to search for gifts. It was dangerous enough driving on the old country road leading to her family's ranch at night, but the winter ice and snow made it even worse. Her mother was usual a very safe and careful driver, but of course that didn't mean that everyone was just as cautious. There was a thick sheet of black ice covering a large portion of the small hill that sloped downward from her family's small home. From what Wilhelmina had been told after the accident, there hadn't been much of a problem until her mother's car simply slid into a small, usually deserted, intersection just outside of their town. A speeding vehicle, coming from the east, hadn't reacted in time to the dark-colored color slowly moving through the intersection, and hit it at full speed. Both of her younger brothers were killed instantly, being on the side of the vehicle that was hit. Her mother, who they thought was going to make it through the traumatic accident, died a week later of complications after extensive surgery.
As bad as it was for Wilhelmina and her father after the accident, they had to go on living. It was later that year when Mina received the invitation letter from Hogwarts, and though her father was a bit hesitant to send his only daughter away to such a place, he couldn't refuse her. She seemed so honestly excited about something, and she hadn't been that way in a very long time. He knew that if he told her that she couldn't go because of his selfish, worrysome attitude it would break the little girl's heart all over again. So she went, and has spent the past four years of her life there and is now working on her fifth.
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[/size]YOU TOOK YOUR EYES UP OFF THE GAME
YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
[/size]YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
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[/size]Name/Alias: Mina
Age: Seventeen
Roleplay Experience: About eight years
How you heard about us: I OWN YOU
Code Phrase: --
Roleplay Sample:
For a moment, and just for that moment, a heavy feeling of fear washed over Mina. It was appropriate, of course. This boy was much older than her, which meant he most likely knew a lot more when it came to dangerous spells and hexes. Not only that, but Malfoy was rather tall, at least compared to the tiny Gryffindor that was now protecting a first year who was even considerably taller than herself. Fortunately the fear had left her by the time her Slytherin friend had started talking toward her. With a roll of her dark eyes, Wilhelmina placed her hands on her hips. "How sad! Too bad I can't pity anyone who doesn't even have the nerve to pick on someone his own age, or size. You have to go find little first years who barely know how to protect themselves, so the chances of perfect little Luci getting injured in any way are extraordinarily low." she spoke harshly, with a slight hint of sarcasm in her voice.
"But, one of these days you are going to pick on the wrong person and end up getting your arm completely blown off, instead of just broken." As she spoke, her hand found it's way down into her pocket and pulled her trusty wand out, swishing it around a bit. "If you'd like I could do you the favor of removing that arm right now, saving you the embarrassment of getting injured by a child." her voice had changed rather drastically from a low harsh tone to a rather bouncy one, a tone of pure enjoyment. As Lucius claimed that they were only having a bit of harmless fun, Wilhelmina turrned to glance toward the young Gryffindor. With a curious eyebrow raised, she turned her attention back toward the Slytherrins. "Harmless fun, huh? Well how do you not know that the Gryffindors that broke your arm when you were young weren't just having a bit of harmless fun." she responded, mocking him. "Besides, I'd have to say that threatening to break a litte boy's brand new wand wouldn't be considered harmless at all. I do believe that is rather malicious."
"Then again, you are all Slytherins. I guess being malicious is just a default for you, hm? That's unfortunate." Her eyes focused on Lucius specially now. "Especially for you, Luci. It just rips at my soul to think about how perfect your physical appearance is and how it is regrettably paired with a personaility of a horrible nasty brute." she said dramatically, clutching at her chest and allowing her eyes to water just a tad bit. A moment later, a smile had formed on her pale lips. "Of course, your friends don't know about our secret relationship, I'm sure. They are completely unaware of how incredibly nice and kind you can be, and how you take it upon yourself to rub my feet every single night before and after dinner." All of this was, clearly, a lie. But just because Lucius knew it wasn't true didn't mean that his Slytherin buddies, the crowd that had formed, and with the first year Gryffindor knew it wasn't true.
Wilhelmina turned her head to look toward the fellow Gryffindor boy. "It might be best for you to go get your book and make your way back to your dormatory. It is getting late." With a grin, she turned her head toward Malfoy. For once she kept her mouth shut, too busy looking over his features to think of anything witty or clever to say. With a deep breath, Mina took a step away from the tall Slytherin. "I actually think it might be best for all us to get inside. Especially you, Luci. You have a job to get done if I remember correctly." With a laugh, her eyes glanced down toward her own barefeet, then back toward the Malfoy. She knew that she was no one important and that most likely not one person our here in the courtyard was going to listen to the strange girl without shoes on. But, she liked to imagine herself a prefect, or even Head Girl. Like that was ever going to happen.
"But, one of these days you are going to pick on the wrong person and end up getting your arm completely blown off, instead of just broken." As she spoke, her hand found it's way down into her pocket and pulled her trusty wand out, swishing it around a bit. "If you'd like I could do you the favor of removing that arm right now, saving you the embarrassment of getting injured by a child." her voice had changed rather drastically from a low harsh tone to a rather bouncy one, a tone of pure enjoyment. As Lucius claimed that they were only having a bit of harmless fun, Wilhelmina turrned to glance toward the young Gryffindor. With a curious eyebrow raised, she turned her attention back toward the Slytherrins. "Harmless fun, huh? Well how do you not know that the Gryffindors that broke your arm when you were young weren't just having a bit of harmless fun." she responded, mocking him. "Besides, I'd have to say that threatening to break a litte boy's brand new wand wouldn't be considered harmless at all. I do believe that is rather malicious."
"Then again, you are all Slytherins. I guess being malicious is just a default for you, hm? That's unfortunate." Her eyes focused on Lucius specially now. "Especially for you, Luci. It just rips at my soul to think about how perfect your physical appearance is and how it is regrettably paired with a personaility of a horrible nasty brute." she said dramatically, clutching at her chest and allowing her eyes to water just a tad bit. A moment later, a smile had formed on her pale lips. "Of course, your friends don't know about our secret relationship, I'm sure. They are completely unaware of how incredibly nice and kind you can be, and how you take it upon yourself to rub my feet every single night before and after dinner." All of this was, clearly, a lie. But just because Lucius knew it wasn't true didn't mean that his Slytherin buddies, the crowd that had formed, and with the first year Gryffindor knew it wasn't true.
Wilhelmina turned her head to look toward the fellow Gryffindor boy. "It might be best for you to go get your book and make your way back to your dormatory. It is getting late." With a grin, she turned her head toward Malfoy. For once she kept her mouth shut, too busy looking over his features to think of anything witty or clever to say. With a deep breath, Mina took a step away from the tall Slytherin. "I actually think it might be best for all us to get inside. Especially you, Luci. You have a job to get done if I remember correctly." With a laugh, her eyes glanced down toward her own barefeet, then back toward the Malfoy. She knew that she was no one important and that most likely not one person our here in the courtyard was going to listen to the strange girl without shoes on. But, she liked to imagine herself a prefect, or even Head Girl. Like that was ever going to happen.
