Post by Marcie Grey on Jul 18, 2008 14:22:24 GMT -5
Marcie Dianne
Nickname, if any: Mars
Age/Year: 17, 7th
Family: David Grey, father, deceased.
Dianne Grey, mother, 46.
Michael Trevor Grey, 17, twin brother.
Appearance: Marcie is, to her distress, vertically challenged. Which is really just a nice way of saying that she's not very tall. She stands at the proud height of 5'3, which is small for her age, but she's accepted it. She has dark brown hair, which reaches just below her shoulders, and it is constantly accompanied by waves. Her eyes are a chocolate brown, and they seem to stare right into your soul. Her skin is usually tanned, although in the winter it fades a bit. Her teeth would be perfect for a toothpast commercial, but her nose has a slight bump in it, which she stresses over. It's barely noticeble, but it bothers Marcie.
Due to good genes, she has a very nice figure, but, of course, she doesn't notice it. When she's not in class, she's swathed in slightly fitted jeans and hoodies that hide her frame. She loves long sleeves, for no apparent reason, and she wears the sleeves very long. Since she hardly ever wears shoes outside of class, the whole school is constantly aware of her nail polish color, which changes from day to day. Being blessed with beautiful skin, Marcie doesn't feel the need to wear make up. She wouldn't if she needed to, either; she's often heard saying that she doesn't want to have wrinkles before she's thirty.
Wand: willow, unicorn tail hair, 8
Personality: The very first thing anyone notices about Marcie is how stubborn she is. You can always find her arguing with someone, whether she's right or not. She's so headstrong that she finds it very difficult to admit that she's wrong. She also has a problem with forgiving people. Once they've wronged her, she will always remember that, and it takes quite a lot to win her trust again. Sometimes, she believes that this is both a blessing and a curse. sometimes she wishes that she could forgive people, that she could trust. But being stubborn is a part of her, and she's yet to meet someone who can break her from it.
One thing that contrasts with her stubbornness is her compassion. Mars is a very loving person, and she hates to see another person in pain. People often come to her with their problems, because she knows how to listen. If you're close to her, she's especially kind. It's even harder to her when she's the person causing another to hurt. Marcie's own mother often tells her she'll be a great mother one day, because she gives such good advice and because she would be a great disciplinarian. Reighleigh doesn't know if she quite agrees with that.
Reighleigh is definitely outgoing. Because of this, she makes friends very easily, but a lot of them are just surface friends. She only has a few that she would absolutely give her life for. When it comes down to it, Marcie's boy crazy, but in a subtle way. She has a "I'll look but I won't touch" policy, because she's afraid boys will distract her from the most important thing - life. She's never had a boyfriend before, and although she doesn't even realize it yet, she's wanting someone to change that soon. Hopefully she'll get her wish.
If there's one thing Marcie is passionate about, it's writing. She'll find herself in class, taking notes, and something the teacher says hits a trigger in her brain, and suddenly, she writing as fast as she can. When she does this, a plot has formed, and she's not going to stop until she's done. Most of the time, it's just a short story, but it's Marcie's dream to someday write a book. Although not quite so obsessed with it, music is a daily part of her life. Being Muggle born, she hates that her ipod won't work at Hogwarts, and she doesn't know what she would do without the Wizarding Wireless Network. Thankfully, most of her favorite songs are branded in her head, so she remembers them anyway.
Pet, if any: n/a
RP Sample:
reighleigh braxton
--time skip--
Sighing, she leaned forward, her elbows propped on the table, only to jerk back a few seconds later as a frantic female voice echoed throughout the Hall. The voice was familiar, and she knew she should have recognized it, but she was too shocked. Lycans? There was no way. It just wasn't feasible - how could lycans find their way into a Hogwarts ball? Frantically, Reighleigh stood up and scanned the large room, watching as people scurried to and fro like ants. Suddenly, she realized this wasn't someone's idea of a sick joke - this was really happening.
A million names were running through her mind at the moment. Kiernan. Adri. Gid. Kali. Gage. Felix. Kieron. Mia. She couldn't breathe, she didn't know who to look for first. Grasping at her chest, the raven-haired girl scurried through the crowd, searching for all of them at once. She was terrified, not only for herself. Finally, she caught a glimpse of Kiernan through the crowd, or so she thought, and she frantically fought her way towards him.[/size]
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