Post by anastasia on Jan 26, 2009 6:57:14 GMT -5
Anastasia Dolohov
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Name/Alias: blythe
Age: Sixteen
RP Experience: 5+ years
How Did You Found Us: already a member
How Much Time Do You Plan To Spend Here Per Week: the usual
Other Characters: Isadora Lestoat
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Character's Full Name: Anastasia Christine Dolohov
Nicknames: Ana, Stasia, Tasia, An
Age: Seventeen
Year: Seventh
Canon or Original: Canon
House: Slytherin
Birthday: 12.24
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Blood Status: Pure
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Play By: Hayden Panettiere
Appearance:
HAIR
Anastasia Dolohov was born with long, wavy blonde hair that resembles the glow of the sun. Her hair reaches down to mid back in soft, cascading layered waves, which move gracefully with every movement she takes. Her hair is always very sleek, smooth, and shiny, and is also very thick.
EYES
Born with sharp, moss green eyes, Anastasia’s eyes are shaped almost like a cats eyes, and are framed by thick, swooping eyelashes that rarely require applying mascara. Sitting above her feline-like eyes are nicely shapen eyebrows. She normally raises one when curious or doubtful, and raises both when she’s laughing or surprised.
NOSE
Sitting right smack dab in the middle of Anastasia’s face is a nose. Her nose is thin and slightly short, hooking down at the bottom. Anastasia is very self-concious about her nose, even though it’s not that unusual or conspicuous.
MOUTH
Located below her not-so-fantastic nose is a mouth. Lips of a light pink rose color frame a set of white teeth that smile quite a bit, a surprising trait for any Slytherin. Her lips are thin, but she has the ability to potrude her lower lip out in a pout, and does so rarely.
BODY
Standing at a height of 5”3’, 102 pounds, although short and slender, Anastasia has enough quidditch muscle to throw a decent punch. Soft, smooth ivory skin covers Anastasia’s body, and you will rarely ever find a scar along the silky surface.
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Boggart: Clowns
Patronus: A Condor
Personality:
SILENT BUT DEADLY
Anastasia isn’t much of a talker. Being a pureblood Slytherin, you’d probably be expecting her to throw her heritage around in everyone’s face like the other pureblood Slytherins in her house. She’s not one for that perticularly, even if she isn’t ashamed to be pureblood. Some people think that Anastasia is shy, when she really isn’t. No, Anastasia just doesn’t talk to many people mainly because she doesn’t believe they deserve her time. (See- I told you she’s proud of her pureblood heritage!)
HOPELESS ROMANTIC
If you’ve been lucky enough to weasel your way into Anastasia’s heart, you’ll find that she’s just a bit of a girl inside. She loves attention from boys, and especially the special ones. If you simply treat her with love and devotion, she will do the same. Granted, if you break her heart, she’ll break your face.
I’M NOT A COMPLETE SHREW!
Anastasia is not a bitch. She is the bitch. Either way, the girl still has a soft side, but it’s never really been seen. Her soft side can be considered the side that doesn’t resort to dueling or fighting or antagonizing. Basically, if you’re a pureblood and not a traitor, she’ll listen to you.
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Father: Simon Dolohov
Mother: Belle Yaxely-Dolohov
Siblings: ________ Dolohov
______ Dolohov
Other Family:
History:
THE MIDDLE CHILD
Born after her eldest brother and before her youngest, Anastasia is the middle child and the second child of Simon and Belle Dolohov. She was born on an icy December twenty-fourth, just two minutes before Christmas Day arrived. As a child, Anastasia spent most of her time alone, playing outside in the yard or inside with her toys. She did a good job of staying out of the way and keeping quiet, never bothering anybody. Anastasia would always invent new games for herself to play, but never shared these games with anybody, opting to be left alone.
I’M BETTER THAN YOU. AND THAT’S A FACT.
Anastasia, since she began to understand what her family meant when they said “mudblood” and what a blood traitor was, has known (or at least convinced herself) that she is better than half the students that run around Hogwarts, and in some cases the Professors, too. Aside from being proud, she is ashamed for Narcissa and the rest of the Black family, to see that Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor. It’s actually a surprise to her that he hasn’t been disowned yet- if she had been placed in that house, she would have been sent straight to a muggle orphanage.
LOOKS LIKE I’VE PASSED THE TEST OF LOYALTY
After the train ride and boat trip to the castle, Anastasia was forced to wait in line for the tedious sorting. Of course, she wasn’t really all that nervous… on the outside. Inside, she was seriously having a battle of good and evil, worried that she’d be placed in the enemy house.
”Anastasia Dolohov!”
The little blond girl made her way over to the stool, chin held high, and placed the old worn and torn hat on her head. A second passed by, then-
”SLYTHERIN!”
A releived sigh escaped Anastasia as she made her way over to the loudly cheering table at the far right, sitting next to her brother.
JUST ‘CAUSE I’M QUIET DOESN’T MEAN I’M NOT LETHAL
Since childhood, Anastasia has been like an assassin, both verbally and, since arriving at Hogwarts, physically. Not only is she good at playing with the mind and puzzling others, but she can duel well and has a natural ability of self defense and body contortioning to aid in wandless skill.
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RP Sample:
If there was anything better in the world than reading up on your deadly potions and curses, than Anastasia might be interested in seeing what that something was. In her opinion, reading up on how to concouct deadly sleeping draughts was a great past time and every witch and wizard should try it at least once. After all, it couldn’t hurt reading about the stuff, could it?
Right now Anastasia was planning to do just that under the shade of her favorite tree at Hogwarts. The olive tree by the black lake was a spot frequented by the young Slytherin, and there were many memories that involved the olive tree. It was also very large and cast a decent amount of shade, so even on a hot summer’s day it was a place that was tolerable. There were strong branches that you could sit on, walk on, and even nap on, if you had yourself positioned correctly. Her first kiss had taken place underneath the leaves of this tree, a Ravenclaw by the name of Ian Gershwin whisking her off her feet in their second year. That was about all that happened in that relationship, which was short-lived, but there had been other boys.
The sun peeked out behind a puffy white cumulous cloud, casting a shadow of Anastasia behind her as she made her way over to her olive tree. A soft breeze blew through the grounds, gently brushing through Anastasia’s blond hair. She swiftly walked past the students who didn’t bother greeting her, instead jabbering away with their friends and tossing fanged frisbees back and forth, carrying on with their activities. The blond Slytherin didn’t care in the slightest as she approached her tree, a small frown forming on her lips as she saw who was sitting beneath it’s shade.
“Excuse me,” Anastasia spoke, soft but curt, eyes narrowing. “You’re sitting under my tree.”
Anastasia folded her arms silently, waiting for Ian Gershwin to get up and go.
