Post by FALINE ARIA ENTWHISTLE on Oct 21, 2014 2:20:58 GMT
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FALINE ARIA ENTWHISTLE [break][break]
rowan blanchard
FALINE ARIA ENTWHISTLE [break][break]
rowan blanchard
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THE BASICS
THE BASICS
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full name: faline aria entwhistle[break]
nick name(s): fay[break]
blood status: halfblood[break]
ability: none[break]
house and year: ravenclaw fifth year[break]
wand type: 8" cherry with dragon heartstring[break]
occupation: student[break]
birthday: march 3, 2008 [break]
age: fifteen[break]
gender: female[break]
orientation: heterosexual[break][break]
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full name: faline aria entwhistle[break]
nick name(s): fay[break]
blood status: halfblood[break]
ability: none[break]
house and year: ravenclaw fifth year[break]
wand type: 8" cherry with dragon heartstring[break]
occupation: student[break]
birthday: march 3, 2008 [break]
age: fifteen[break]
gender: female[break]
orientation: heterosexual[break][break]
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HISTORY
HISTORY
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hi there! i'm faline and i guess this is my story. i'm still figuring it out since i'm only fifteen, but here goes nothing.
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it all started when i was born, as it does for everybody, when my parents kate and kevin were delighted to greet me into the world. i also have two older siblings - a sister and brother. i know that not all siblings get along, but we do, for the most part. as kids, it was obvious that they were a little jealous of all the attention i got, but i'm pretty sure it was only because they could look after themselves for the most part while i got into everything. i was definitely a very curious child and i got - and still do - bored easily. it was that fact alone that led my parents to believe i would be a very intelligent child, and right they were.
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by the time i was three i could read books that children would begin learning to read in muggle kindergarten. as i grew up, i continued to progress academically in such a fashion that i got very bored. my parents tried to give me things that kept me entertained and my mind busy, but it was difficult when they couldn't go by a normal scale. that was when i got into trouble - and i mean big trouble. i didn't mean to do it, but one day when i was six i was outside playing with the neighbor's cat, it bit my hand and made me really angry. i screamed loudly, angrily, like never before - something about it was just off. and it was then that the neighbor's car started and rolled forward into their garage. the amount of damage was pretty severe and we ended up having to move out of the neighborhood due to suspicion. then we lived in a muggle neighborhood, temporarily, but our stay was much more temporary than my parents had bargained for.
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ever since then, my parents acted as though i was dangerous - that was until i got my hogwarts letter. on my eleventh birthday it came by owl in the mail and eagerly i opened it, knowing exactly what it was since my siblings had both got their letters before me. it was finally my turn to go off to hogwarts and revel in the magic that i'd been kept from for so long. i could finally learn it and be versed in the intellectual stimulation it provided. i was definitely up to the challenge.
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at the sorting ceremony i was sorted into ravenclaw just as the brim of the hat touched my forehead. it obviously wasn't a hard decision; even my parents were sure i'd be sorted into ravenclaw. i'm glad i was, too. even though a lot of people consider the house for loads of bookish types, it's not like everyone is stuck in books and uptight. i met loads of new friends in just my first few weeks of school. i'm a social butterfly - eager to please others and eager to fit in. while i love studying too, my social life doesn't suffer from my intelligence, at all, thankfully. i've seen too many people fall victim to that, and it's not pretty.
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i really dislike being alone. leaving me to my thoughts makes my mind go to places i don't think any fifteen-year-old's should - death, life, the universe, magical properties and states of form, politics...things that others would just shrug off. it's a bit annoying, really. sometimes i would just like some rest for once in my head, but it seems only when i'm with other people, my friends, does my mind shut off and allow me to really relax and make peace with the world just as it is. it's a bit complicated to explain, i think, unless you've been in a situation so intense all you can do is think of it while your heart races. that's a bit how my mind works on a daily basis, if i'm left alone, which is why you see now i don't like to be.
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o.w.l.'s are this year and honestly i'm a bit worried for them. everyone says how you score will determine what route you'll be going towards when you graduate from school, but how could i possibly even know what i want to do with my life? i'm just fifteen. there's so much i haven't experienced yet and want to do before i make a decision so completely relevant to my adulthood. i don't have the experience and knowledge to be able to make a decision like that, and unfortunately i know it. the fact that we're made out to know what we want to do with our lives by the start of next year is really scary and the idea makes my mind spin. i know it's something to think about, but for now i think i'll let me mind dwell on the other millions of things it seems to need to deconstruct.
hi there! i'm faline and i guess this is my story. i'm still figuring it out since i'm only fifteen, but here goes nothing.
[break][break]
it all started when i was born, as it does for everybody, when my parents kate and kevin were delighted to greet me into the world. i also have two older siblings - a sister and brother. i know that not all siblings get along, but we do, for the most part. as kids, it was obvious that they were a little jealous of all the attention i got, but i'm pretty sure it was only because they could look after themselves for the most part while i got into everything. i was definitely a very curious child and i got - and still do - bored easily. it was that fact alone that led my parents to believe i would be a very intelligent child, and right they were.
[break][break]
by the time i was three i could read books that children would begin learning to read in muggle kindergarten. as i grew up, i continued to progress academically in such a fashion that i got very bored. my parents tried to give me things that kept me entertained and my mind busy, but it was difficult when they couldn't go by a normal scale. that was when i got into trouble - and i mean big trouble. i didn't mean to do it, but one day when i was six i was outside playing with the neighbor's cat, it bit my hand and made me really angry. i screamed loudly, angrily, like never before - something about it was just off. and it was then that the neighbor's car started and rolled forward into their garage. the amount of damage was pretty severe and we ended up having to move out of the neighborhood due to suspicion. then we lived in a muggle neighborhood, temporarily, but our stay was much more temporary than my parents had bargained for.
[break][break]
ever since then, my parents acted as though i was dangerous - that was until i got my hogwarts letter. on my eleventh birthday it came by owl in the mail and eagerly i opened it, knowing exactly what it was since my siblings had both got their letters before me. it was finally my turn to go off to hogwarts and revel in the magic that i'd been kept from for so long. i could finally learn it and be versed in the intellectual stimulation it provided. i was definitely up to the challenge.
[break][break]
at the sorting ceremony i was sorted into ravenclaw just as the brim of the hat touched my forehead. it obviously wasn't a hard decision; even my parents were sure i'd be sorted into ravenclaw. i'm glad i was, too. even though a lot of people consider the house for loads of bookish types, it's not like everyone is stuck in books and uptight. i met loads of new friends in just my first few weeks of school. i'm a social butterfly - eager to please others and eager to fit in. while i love studying too, my social life doesn't suffer from my intelligence, at all, thankfully. i've seen too many people fall victim to that, and it's not pretty.
[break][break]
i really dislike being alone. leaving me to my thoughts makes my mind go to places i don't think any fifteen-year-old's should - death, life, the universe, magical properties and states of form, politics...things that others would just shrug off. it's a bit annoying, really. sometimes i would just like some rest for once in my head, but it seems only when i'm with other people, my friends, does my mind shut off and allow me to really relax and make peace with the world just as it is. it's a bit complicated to explain, i think, unless you've been in a situation so intense all you can do is think of it while your heart races. that's a bit how my mind works on a daily basis, if i'm left alone, which is why you see now i don't like to be.
[break][break]
o.w.l.'s are this year and honestly i'm a bit worried for them. everyone says how you score will determine what route you'll be going towards when you graduate from school, but how could i possibly even know what i want to do with my life? i'm just fifteen. there's so much i haven't experienced yet and want to do before i make a decision so completely relevant to my adulthood. i don't have the experience and knowledge to be able to make a decision like that, and unfortunately i know it. the fact that we're made out to know what we want to do with our lives by the start of next year is really scary and the idea makes my mind spin. i know it's something to think about, but for now i think i'll let me mind dwell on the other millions of things it seems to need to deconstruct.
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