THORNTON, lyra kara//DONE

[LYRA KARA THORNTON]

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I NEED ANOTHER STORY,

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something to get off my chest
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LYRA KARA THORNTON[/center]

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MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,

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need something that i can confess
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[/B] lyra kara thornton

NICKNAMES: ly's, clutz

AGE: seventeen

D.O.B.: 16th december

WAND TYPE: cherry tree, unicorn tail hair, 7inches

HOUSE: hufflepuff, slytherin, gryffindor, ravenclaw

SPECIAL ABILITIES: animagus - auburn/brown coloured main coon cat

CANNON OR ORIGINAL: original

PLAY-BY: taylor momsen

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’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,

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from all the truth that i've said
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[/B] light blonde/pale blonde

EYE COLOUR: light green/seagreeny grey at times

HEIGHT: a petite 5ft1

WEIGHT: around 90lbs, she's only little

PERSONAL STYLE: she tends to stand out, does our lyra. i mean, on days when she just cant be bothered, its jeans and hoodies and trackies and all that. but when she can, she tends to wear skirts and boots and basically mix her own things to be her own person. she'd not outrageous in what she wears, but she tends to have a good eye - some people think she'd go far in fashion.

GENERAL DESCRIPTION: standing at a small 5ft1, lyra's used to being petite. she's got a slim figure and she always has done, her light build making it easy for her to appear helpless and weak. but she's not. her hair is long and reaches well past her shoulders in a naturally wavy/curling design of a light golden colour, paling to very light blonde in summer. her eyes are an odd green colour, sometimes olive, sometimes almost seagreen or sometimes grey.

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THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,

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i've been on the brink, so
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[/B] sleeping in . coffee . hot chocolate . snow . warm sunny days . laughing . movies . popcorn . light rain . stary nights . staying up late . talking . laughing . gossip . guys . relaxing . playing jokes . sunsets . fast food . partying . drink . friends . hugs . listening to music . singing . dancing . flirting . soda . beaches . being spontaneous . freedom . cookies . bantering with people

CHARACTER DISLIKES: getting up early . tea . brussel sprouts . ham . being bored . herbology . really quiet places . bad parents . withdrawn people . being stuck inside . heavy rain . heatwaves . being challanged . loosing a bet/dare . being ill . orange juice . organisation . water . money . being hungry . not getting enough sleep . power cuts . things that don't work . really bitchy people . constant arguments

GOALS: to play quidditch proffesionally. to make something of herself. meet a decent guy who's not going to play her and jerk her around.

BOGGART: (greatest fear) prophecies. might seem stupid by they terrify her - the idea that people can 'see' things and that they will happen no matter what. being alone also terrifies her. and fish, oddly.

PATRONUS: (best memory) - horse patronus- the day she scored her first quidditch goal. it was in one of her first ever games, against gryffindor. she was good and she'd been going well in practise. but still, that first shoot and score was the best moment in her life so far.

DEMENTOR: (worst memory) She'd have to say the day her aunt tried to take her away from her brother. Her parents died young and he looked after her from a young age, but their aunt didn't approve and the summer after her second year of Hogwarts, Lyra returned home to find her bags half packed, brother and aunt mid-argument. It had only been when she'd locked herself within her room, yelling she didn't care if her aunt took everything she owned to her house, Lyra would stay here. her aunt left them alone after that.

AMEROITA: (Four smells max) fresh cut grass . guys aftershave . hot chocolate . bonfires

BASIC PERSONALITY: (10 WORDS, MAXIMUM, THAT DESCRIBE YOUR CHARACTER. 10.) sassy . playful . teasing . implusive . impatient . quick-whitted . unorganised . protective . fierce . honest

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AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,

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it's like we're chasing all those stars
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[/B] halfblood

FATHER: nickolas james thornton / deceased (muggleborn)

MOTHER: patricia erin thornton / deceased

BROTHER(S): benjamin Samael Thornton / 25 / auror

SISTER(S): none

OTHER: none

HOMETOWN: godrics hollow

CURRENT RESIDENCE: godrics hollow

BIOGRAPHY: (3+ PARAGRAPHS) Until the age of seven, life was pretty simple for Lyra. Her parents were both aurors and loved their work with the Order. Benji, Lyra's brother, adored her and they bonded fast. They were a happy family, despite the occasional family arguments that everyone has, living their happy wizarding lives out in Godrics Hollow.

Then it happened. A freak accident apparently but who knows - it could've been a secret Death Eater having tracked them down. Lyra's parents were killed. She was only seven and so doesn't much remember hearing the news, or her reaction. But her brother quickly took over the household, caring and provided for her as best he could. The best older brother you could ask for. They struggled and times were hard. Benji was smart but he could hardly go to Hogwarts whilst Lyra did and keep the house. And so he made a choice, and quit education, finding an apprentiship instead and managing well with it. Lyra took on more responsibilites when she got older to help him, but she was a free-spirited child and though bonded well with her brother, she did not always see his eye.

They argued, and during her fifth year she stayed at Hogwarts for christmas - he never said it but she knew he blamed her. Blamed her for the fact that he had to work rather than finish his education; he'd been smarter than her and worked hard, wanting to be an auror too. But he'd never said it - she just...knew. But that christmas apart was miserable, and so she returned that easter to reconcile with him, promising to help more and getting a part-time job whenever she was home for holidays, helping him to speak to the headmaster to talk about finishing his education whilst he still worked to keep the house. And since then, they work well together - helping each other and supporting each other as best they can.

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AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,

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all the problems that we could solve
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[/B] clipsey/clips

RP EXPERIENCE: going on several years

HOW YOU FOUND US: steeeve direct ma here

OTHER CHARACTERS: none...yet !

RP SAMPLE:

alexis slipped easily into the shadows that seeped from the entrance of knockturn alley, melting into the darkness with ease as she'd done hundreds of times as the years rolled effortlessly onto five. she flicked up the hood of her cloak in a smooth motion, tucking her tumbling curls beneath it in an effort to remain inconspicious until she'd spotted her target.

she'd done this for so long now, knew how to do it, knew how to do it right. she had her way, and as always, the opporation was planned to perfect and would be executed on que and with the usual simplicity and perfection. it helped that her pale face was so innocent, the light pink cheeks appeared like a sweet blush, soft blue eyes doe-like and naive looking, cute blond locks curled and fresh. oh but nobody could be further than the truth. the blush on her cheeks excitment of the tast, blonde hair a lure, blue eyes shards of glacier ice, cold, ruthless and stragetic as she searched the musty, cruel alley for the sign of her latest task.

she called them 'tasks' because that was what they were. targets for her job, not really people at all. she'd been contracted just the other week to kill a 'kieran o'rouke' and kill him she would. she always had a cold cut plan with men. learn them - learn their schedual, their whims, their ways. she'd found this particular devil a difficult one to pin down. but she'd managed it as always, as she'd guaranteed her contracter. she knew little of him, only that he would be here sometime around now, and seduce him she would. it was always the easiest approach with men. seduce them, charm them, compliment them...kill them. candy from a baby, except this was much much sweeter. bitter sweet.

she paused mid-way along the dark alleyway and tilted her head slightly, ears cocked to hear his footsteps she knew would be approaching. the mist crept alleyway was empty but for her and so she knew the next one to see would be him. as always, she'd taken on a new itentiy around these parts. she had certain areas where she was known as a certain person. here, she was isabella clarke. riskily using her middle name for her first. but she felt daring. switching from the smirk that would make the devil cower at her knees, to an innocent, friendly grin, she hid the alert dexterity of her eyes and switched into a warmer, non-exhistant version of herself. she became someone else as she turned to meet the footsteps and turn on the charm.

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SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,

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so i'm gonna give all my secrets away
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