I'd tell all my friends but they'd never believe, they'd think that I'd finally lost it completely
You
Name: Emily
Age: 25
CDJ: sassylime at IJ
Details of previous rpg experience, if any: Meaghan and Luna at this game, other info at CDJ
Email and IM services: AIM - QueenLasrs
Character
Name: Angelina Michaela Johnson
Gender: Female
Date of birth: October 23, 1977
House/Year: Gryffindor 1996
Blood status: Dirty, dirty halfblood
Sexuality: Fred Straight Ginger Largely uninterested (not even in you, Lee).
Suggested livejournal username: inaspiral
PB/Avatar: Lenora Crichlow
Physical characteristics: Tall, black, physically fit out of necessity. Dark eyes and strong eyebrows in an oval face. Thick, uneven dark curls. She hates her nose (calling it thick, fat, fleshy), but there's not anything actually wrong with it.
Angelina used to favour rich colours, especially reds and purples (sometimes even together, shock of shocks!). But these days she sticks to basic, utilitarian blacks, browns and greys. Why bother with more? Besides, it's less conspicuous... and the last thing an Obliviator needs is to be noticed or remembered.
Distant History:
Angelina was born in 1977, the third and final daughter of Robert Johnson and Daniela Pratchett, who had already been blessed with a Kaleigh and a Rachel in their time. They were a fairly normal wizarding family, comfortable but not rich, happy but not without their problems. Angelina idolized her oldest sister, Kaleigh, and was less close to Rachel. She was devastated when she wasn't sorted into Kaleigh's house, Hufflepuff (though she was happy enough to escape the Rachely curse of Ravenclaw), and it took most of her first year to accept that she couldn't just switch houses. By that time, she had something else to worry about - Kaleigh, a seventh-year, had become pregnant, and Angelina found herself clinging to Rachel, spending nights in Ravenclaw to escape the stares. The end of the year was a relief, to say the least.
Her second year was less traumatic, and more angry. She couldn't forgive Kaleigh for betraying her and their family, and was relieved to get away from her and back to Hogwarts, to a house that didn't remind her of her sister. She needed an outlet, and revising wasn't enough. And then Alicia decided to try out for Quidditch. Angelina was hesitant - she liked flying, but Kaleigh had been Quidditch captain, and she hated Kaleigh. But Alicia was doing it, Fred and George were doing it, everyone was doing it, and Angelina, though stubborn, was just a kid and very susceptible to peer pressure. She tried out, and to her surprise, she made it into the reserves with the others - chaser, like Kaleigh. Once she would have been over the moon to be in that position and compared to her sister, but this nearly made her quit the team. Thankfully she didn't - Quidditch was how she made some of her best friends, and she'd never take that back. Besides, Charlie Weasley was captain, and Charlie Weasley was gorgeous.
Sixth year was marked by two things - the Triwizard Tournament, which she entered and wasn't selected for, and the beginning of her relationship with Fred. It wasn't supposed to be anything serious, just a Yule Ball date, but it was so much fun and it worked so well and they'd injured maybe ten people on the dance floor that it wasn't a surprise when he asked her to the next Hogsmeade weekend. Or when they started studying together more often than perhaps was necessary. Or when they kissed in the stands at the incredibly boring third task, the one nobody expected to end in death and mourning. Angelina was shocked by Cedric's death, but after cracking jokes all year about how she would have represented Hogwarts by serving pineapple custard at every meal and making everyone wear sombreros and lederhosen, she was most stunned by the realization it could have been her.
That realization made her cling to Fred all the way back to Gryffindor, then in the crowded common room itself, until she fell asleep on his shoulder. It also made her fierce and stubborn and, let's face it, a bit of a harpy the next year, when she once again followed Kaleigh's footsteps by becoming Quidditch captain. Which made her hate Umbridge passionately when the woman interfered with what Angelina had come to see as her legacy. Which ultimately sealed the no-pro-Quidditch deal for Angelina, which led to her deciding to become an Obliviator instead, etc, etc, etc. Face it, it was an eventful year.
Recent History:
Being done with school was a huge relief - no more Umbridge, no more Quidditch Captain, no more NEWTs. She could finally get on with life as she'd wanted to live it, and if things were getting progressively darker, well, that was a tradeoff she was willing to make. She began training to be an Obliviator soon after finishing up her school, and it didn't take long for her to be sure, absolutely sure, that it was the right job for her. She liked the work, she liked (most of) the people she was working with, and she was good at it. Her love life was starting to pick up, too. The previous stress-filled year had kind of killed things between her and Fred, or so she thought until she started going out with coworkers. Fred didn't take that very well.
So they started dating instead. It took awhile for them to reach a balance - she'd assumed she would be the responsible one, and was surprised by his attitude toward the business he and George had started up. Adjusting was necessary. But once they reached that balance, they were golden. They were comfortable, they were still friends, and they were happy.
The war broke out in earnest, Voldemort taking over the Ministry, Umbridge back in power. Everything intensified. Time spent with Fred became more fleeting, stolen here and there, wherever they could manage. Her sense of humour grew darker, more cynical, but when she was at her lowest Fred was always there to bring her back around. Their friendship-set-on-fire became fiercer and more fervent.
And then he died, suddenly, shockingly and before she could say goodbye. Angelina was in another part of the castle at the time, and when she heard the news it crushed her, to the extent that she nearly didn't go to the funeral and buried herself in her work for months afterward - and in fact still does, as much as she can manage. It's been years since she's spent any significant time with George, because her memories of Fred are still too painful. She rarely flies. She sees her non-Weasley friends on occasion, but in general her social life is pretty lacking. Professionally, however, she's never been happier. If she could sleep at the office she would.
Current employment status: Obliviator
Personality: Angelina Johnson is, by nature, a sharp, intelligent young woman who doesn't take crap from anyone. She has her playful moments, and isn't without a sense of humour (a pretty dry one, in fact), but she takes life and her responsibilities seriously. Some might say too seriously - as evidenced from her time as Quidditch Captain for Gryffindor, she expects a lot out of herself and others, and gets very frustrated when either don't measure up to expectations. She doesn't deal well with change, either... she tries to accept things as they come, but when they don't turn out the way she wants it's a struggle to adjust. This has led to some accusations of being uptight, though Angelina herself doesn't believe them.
Since Fred's death she has been more subdued, though she tries to hide it by working constantly and alternately avoiding and clinging to her friends. She succeeds to an extent, but only manages to hide the worst of it, and pretends no one who really knows her suspects a thing. But it has to come out sometime, just because that's how Angelina is - especially since Fred died, she's the type of person who bottles up her emotions until they explode. So to her friends, who she makes a greater effort around, she may seem mostly the same, just a quieter, less sociable version of the driven girl she always was, but in truth she's still a very broken person.
Samples
Third person entry:
Chilly still, out in the greater part of the city - the Muggle part, the part she was better able to hide in... at least from anyone who mattered very much. Chilly, but not so cold she could see her breath, just overcast and threatening rain, a nip of winter still in the air. Angelina walked along the road at a pace you'd expect from someone who was enjoying herself, and if you didn't look closely, if you just glanced you might think she was just out for a Sunday stroll. Her pace was slow, but steady, her face blank. She moved out of the way when anyone came too close, and never ran into the poles or benches or trees.
But she didn't look up, just stared at her feet, only seeing her shoes and the cracks in the pavement. Anyone paying attention (though hopefully no one was) would be hard-pressed to say if she was deep in thought or not thinking at all.
Name: Emily
Age: 25
CDJ: sassylime at IJ
Details of previous rpg experience, if any: Meaghan and Luna at this game, other info at CDJ
Email and IM services: AIM - QueenLasrs
Character
Name: Angelina Michaela Johnson
Gender: Female
Date of birth: October 23, 1977
House/Year: Gryffindor 1996
Blood status: Dirty, dirty halfblood
Sexuality: Fred Straight Ginger Largely uninterested (not even in you, Lee).
Suggested livejournal username: inaspiral
PB/Avatar: Lenora Crichlow
Physical characteristics: Tall, black, physically fit out of necessity. Dark eyes and strong eyebrows in an oval face. Thick, uneven dark curls. She hates her nose (calling it thick, fat, fleshy), but there's not anything actually wrong with it.
Angelina used to favour rich colours, especially reds and purples (sometimes even together, shock of shocks!). But these days she sticks to basic, utilitarian blacks, browns and greys. Why bother with more? Besides, it's less conspicuous... and the last thing an Obliviator needs is to be noticed or remembered.
Distant History:
Angelina was born in 1977, the third and final daughter of Robert Johnson and Daniela Pratchett, who had already been blessed with a Kaleigh and a Rachel in their time. They were a fairly normal wizarding family, comfortable but not rich, happy but not without their problems. Angelina idolized her oldest sister, Kaleigh, and was less close to Rachel. She was devastated when she wasn't sorted into Kaleigh's house, Hufflepuff (though she was happy enough to escape the Rachely curse of Ravenclaw), and it took most of her first year to accept that she couldn't just switch houses. By that time, she had something else to worry about - Kaleigh, a seventh-year, had become pregnant, and Angelina found herself clinging to Rachel, spending nights in Ravenclaw to escape the stares. The end of the year was a relief, to say the least.
Her second year was less traumatic, and more angry. She couldn't forgive Kaleigh for betraying her and their family, and was relieved to get away from her and back to Hogwarts, to a house that didn't remind her of her sister. She needed an outlet, and revising wasn't enough. And then Alicia decided to try out for Quidditch. Angelina was hesitant - she liked flying, but Kaleigh had been Quidditch captain, and she hated Kaleigh. But Alicia was doing it, Fred and George were doing it, everyone was doing it, and Angelina, though stubborn, was just a kid and very susceptible to peer pressure. She tried out, and to her surprise, she made it into the reserves with the others - chaser, like Kaleigh. Once she would have been over the moon to be in that position and compared to her sister, but this nearly made her quit the team. Thankfully she didn't - Quidditch was how she made some of her best friends, and she'd never take that back. Besides, Charlie Weasley was captain, and Charlie Weasley was gorgeous.
Sixth year was marked by two things - the Triwizard Tournament, which she entered and wasn't selected for, and the beginning of her relationship with Fred. It wasn't supposed to be anything serious, just a Yule Ball date, but it was so much fun and it worked so well and they'd injured maybe ten people on the dance floor that it wasn't a surprise when he asked her to the next Hogsmeade weekend. Or when they started studying together more often than perhaps was necessary. Or when they kissed in the stands at the incredibly boring third task, the one nobody expected to end in death and mourning. Angelina was shocked by Cedric's death, but after cracking jokes all year about how she would have represented Hogwarts by serving pineapple custard at every meal and making everyone wear sombreros and lederhosen, she was most stunned by the realization it could have been her.
That realization made her cling to Fred all the way back to Gryffindor, then in the crowded common room itself, until she fell asleep on his shoulder. It also made her fierce and stubborn and, let's face it, a bit of a harpy the next year, when she once again followed Kaleigh's footsteps by becoming Quidditch captain. Which made her hate Umbridge passionately when the woman interfered with what Angelina had come to see as her legacy. Which ultimately sealed the no-pro-Quidditch deal for Angelina, which led to her deciding to become an Obliviator instead, etc, etc, etc. Face it, it was an eventful year.
Recent History:
Being done with school was a huge relief - no more Umbridge, no more Quidditch Captain, no more NEWTs. She could finally get on with life as she'd wanted to live it, and if things were getting progressively darker, well, that was a tradeoff she was willing to make. She began training to be an Obliviator soon after finishing up her school, and it didn't take long for her to be sure, absolutely sure, that it was the right job for her. She liked the work, she liked (most of) the people she was working with, and she was good at it. Her love life was starting to pick up, too. The previous stress-filled year had kind of killed things between her and Fred, or so she thought until she started going out with coworkers. Fred didn't take that very well.
So they started dating instead. It took awhile for them to reach a balance - she'd assumed she would be the responsible one, and was surprised by his attitude toward the business he and George had started up. Adjusting was necessary. But once they reached that balance, they were golden. They were comfortable, they were still friends, and they were happy.
The war broke out in earnest, Voldemort taking over the Ministry, Umbridge back in power. Everything intensified. Time spent with Fred became more fleeting, stolen here and there, wherever they could manage. Her sense of humour grew darker, more cynical, but when she was at her lowest Fred was always there to bring her back around. Their friendship-set-on-fire became fiercer and more fervent.
And then he died, suddenly, shockingly and before she could say goodbye. Angelina was in another part of the castle at the time, and when she heard the news it crushed her, to the extent that she nearly didn't go to the funeral and buried herself in her work for months afterward - and in fact still does, as much as she can manage. It's been years since she's spent any significant time with George, because her memories of Fred are still too painful. She rarely flies. She sees her non-Weasley friends on occasion, but in general her social life is pretty lacking. Professionally, however, she's never been happier. If she could sleep at the office she would.
Current employment status: Obliviator
Personality: Angelina Johnson is, by nature, a sharp, intelligent young woman who doesn't take crap from anyone. She has her playful moments, and isn't without a sense of humour (a pretty dry one, in fact), but she takes life and her responsibilities seriously. Some might say too seriously - as evidenced from her time as Quidditch Captain for Gryffindor, she expects a lot out of herself and others, and gets very frustrated when either don't measure up to expectations. She doesn't deal well with change, either... she tries to accept things as they come, but when they don't turn out the way she wants it's a struggle to adjust. This has led to some accusations of being uptight, though Angelina herself doesn't believe them.
Since Fred's death she has been more subdued, though she tries to hide it by working constantly and alternately avoiding and clinging to her friends. She succeeds to an extent, but only manages to hide the worst of it, and pretends no one who really knows her suspects a thing. But it has to come out sometime, just because that's how Angelina is - especially since Fred died, she's the type of person who bottles up her emotions until they explode. So to her friends, who she makes a greater effort around, she may seem mostly the same, just a quieter, less sociable version of the driven girl she always was, but in truth she's still a very broken person.
Samples
Third person entry:
Chilly still, out in the greater part of the city - the Muggle part, the part she was better able to hide in... at least from anyone who mattered very much. Chilly, but not so cold she could see her breath, just overcast and threatening rain, a nip of winter still in the air. Angelina walked along the road at a pace you'd expect from someone who was enjoying herself, and if you didn't look closely, if you just glanced you might think she was just out for a Sunday stroll. Her pace was slow, but steady, her face blank. She moved out of the way when anyone came too close, and never ran into the poles or benches or trees.
But she didn't look up, just stared at her feet, only seeing her shoes and the cracks in the pavement. Anyone paying attention (though hopefully no one was) would be hard-pressed to say if she was deep in thought or not thinking at all.