Post by isabelle juliet devereaux on Feb 16, 2009 11:05:28 GMT -5
Isabelle Devereaux
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Name/Alias: blythe!
Age: dieciseis (sixteen)
RP Experience: cinco años (five years)
How Did You Found Us: already a member!
How Much Time Do You Plan To Spend Here Per Week: a few days, ranging from one to three hours.
Other Characters: Isadora Lestoat
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Character's Full Name: Isabelle Juliet Devereaux
Nicknames: Izzy, Belle, Sabelle, Isa
Age: Sixteen
Year: Sixth
Canon or Original: Original
House: Gryffindor
Birthday: 10.31
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Blood Status: Pure
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Play By: Rachel Bilson
Appearance:
A mirror image of her mother, Isabelle Devereaux is a classic beauty by many standards. Her long, silky chocolate brown hair is usually curled, and can always be found around her shoulders, unless she’s in a Quidditch Match, when she does pull it back. Aside from having fabulous hair, Belle has a large mouth with full, heart shaped lips. Her lips are naturally plump, and are usually adorned with a light pink lipstick or clear gloss. Behind her abnormally plump lips sit a set of perfect white, healthy teeth, usually seen when she smiles. Her almond shaped eyes are a deep brown, and sitting above them are well arched and shapened eyebrows. She stands at a height of 5”7’, weighing in at 115 pounds. She has a very slender frame and smooth ivory skin.
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Boggart: Seeing her family dead
Patronus: A Calico cat
Personality:
Isabelle Devereaux is one firey individual. She’s not one to step down from a challenge and is quite the fighter for what she believes in. She’s also incredibly stubborn, a trait inherited from her father. Belle is very strong willed and independent young woman, who is afraid of little and will be sure to protect her family and stand up for her beliefs.
Aside from being stubborn and firey, Isabelle is quite the flirt. She’s not shy in any way, shape or form, and won’t hesitate to talk to a cute boy. However, Belle is Miss Fear-Of-Commitment. She can’t handle long term relationships after she got her heart broken when she was a fourth year, out of fear of it happening again, and seldom dates boys. She’ll flirt and do some healthy making out, but when it comes to relationships, she gets scared crapless and avoids them at all costs.
A third personality trait, Belle is very outgoing and carefree. She enjoys meeting new people and making new friends, unless certain circumstances prevent her from it (i.e. if you’re a bitch or a really evil Slytherin). If you’re her friend, she’ll be by your side no matter what. However, if you’re her enemy, be afraid. Be very, very afraid.
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Father: Atticus Samson Devereaux – Forty Two – Head of the Department of Mysteries – Gryffindor Alumni
Mother: Mayella Louise Devereaux (neé Yaxely) – Forty Two – Apothecary Owner – Slytherin Alumni
Siblings:
Other Family:
[»] Amos Gage Devereaux – Uncle - Forty Five – Minister of Magic – Ravenclaw Alumni
[»] Aubrey Jayne Devereaux (neé Hilton) – Aunt – Forty Four – Gringotts Curse-Breaker – Beauxbatons Alumni – Veela
[»] Krystina Helena Petrovski (neé Devereaux) – Aunt - Thirty Nine – Healer – Hufflepuff Alumni
[»] Vladimir Kristopher Pertovski – Uncle – Forty – Retired Quidditch Player (Holyhead Harpies – Keeper) – Durmstrang Headmaster – Durmstrang Alumni
History:
Born on Halloween, Isabelle Juliet Devereaux is the third child to Atticus and Mayella Devereaux, their second girl. She grew up on the countryside of Scotland, in a large manor fit for the English muggle royal family to live in. As a child, she could often be found zooming about the house on a toy broomstick or playing by the lake in their backyard (Yes, they have a lake in their back yard). Isabelle was never lonely, for she always had her younger brother and older sister to play with, and, when her cousins visited, she could play with Lucentio, Adele, and Brutus.
When Belle was ten years old, she received her acceptance letter to Hogwarts the same hour Brutus, her cousin, did. They both went shopping for their school supplies on the same day, talking avidly about Hogwarts and how Odysseus, Irvings, and Penelope described it. Isabelle claimed that she’d probably be placed in Ravenclaw, since she was a lot like her brother Odysseus, and Brutus figured he’d be a Hufflepuff like his mum. They later found that they were sorted into rival houses, and although Belle and Brutus are still close, neither of them like each other’s group of friends.
Isabelle grew up in the Gryffindor House, and maintained the same personality traits as her father- in fact, so many professors claimed that she would eventually take over Atticus’ position as head Auror, for she was as brave and stubborn as he was, and so very willful. Yet however much Isabelle may seem like her father, she’s still got her own trademark ways. Belle is quite the flirt, but is also quite the rule breaker. When she was in her fourth year, she began her study into the realm of animagi, completing her hard work at the end of her fourth year by being able to phase from human to cat and back again. Although this is quite the accomplishment, Belle did so illegally, and has to guard the secret with her life so that she won’t end up in legal trouble.
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RP Sample:
Isabelle Devereaux could get away with a lot, and she knew it. However, she was beginning to question whether murder was something she could commit to without getting caught.
I wish they would fall off their high horses… The young Gryffindor thought, as she looked up from her transfiguration homework to glare at the group of Slytherins that sat a few yards away in the grass. God, they were so irritating! Every two seconds there was excessive cackling that wasn’t helping Isabelle any, no matter how hard she consentrated on finishing her essay about shape-shifting before Quidditch Practice. Glancing at her wrist, she sighed heavily. She only had twenty minutes to get to the Quidditch pitch, and it would take her a minimum of ten if she walked at a brisk pace. She still had five minutes to herself to finish the homework, but it was getting difficult with the excessive noise. Sure, it wasn’t the library, but hearing the sound of seven different laughs at one time was so annoying, at least when it came from their mouths.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder, Isabelle began walking towards one of the exits of the courtyard, the one that lead closest to the Quidditch Pitch. Lucky for her, she had to walk past the cackling idiots themselves, who sneered and stared as she walked past. Typical. Somebody had whsipered something, and they started to cackle, again.
“Oh, shut up already!” Belle cried, turning around and pointing her wand at the face of the smugest one. Bright blue sparks shot out of the end of her wand, and the cackling stopped instantly as the mouth of the girl sealed itself shut.
“Much better,” Isabelle smirked, walking away.
