Post by PHOEBE HECATE THORNWALLOW on Oct 20, 2011 23:31:55 GMT -6
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I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
[/font]I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
something to get off my chest
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PHOEBE HECATE THORNWALLOW[/center]
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MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
[/font]MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
need something that i can confess
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NICKNAMES: Pheebs, Phishy
AGE: Twenty-nine
D.O.B.: October 13, 1993
WAND TYPE: Boomslang venom and Demiguise hair, Cypress wood, 10 3/4”
PROFESSION: Dark Witch (Mercenary/Underground Ruler)
SPECIAL ABILITIES: N/A - skilled Potions Master
CANNON OR ORIGINAL: Original
PLAY-BY: Summer Glau
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’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
[/font]’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
from all the truth that i've said
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EYE COLOUR: Brown
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 113 lbs
PERSONAL STYLE: Unlike either of her sisters, Phoebe has a distinctly more "girly" feel to her. Having a penchant for dressing up, she is often seen wearing swirly dresses when given the choice or at least some form of adornment when the option is not available. Often, she will don bright, happy colours for the simple pleasure of being able to do so. Unlike her sisters, Phoebe is much less fond of the 'just-out-of-the-shower' look. So when time allows it, she will loosely curl her dark brown locks. Makeup is not an uncommon material to find on Phoebe's face, often wearing at least a bit of mascara and eye shadow.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Upon first look, Phoebe doesn't seem to fit in with the rest of her sisters who are both vicious and bloodthirsty. In fact, based on her bright smile and her soft brown curls falling down to her shoulders, it's a bit difficult to believe that someone like her could be an identical triplet to match the set. Despite that, seeing as they are identical triplets, Phoebe strongly resembles her sisters physically. Standing tall and lithe at 5'9", she is elegant woman with chocolate eyes that lures in susceptible people, beckoning them to confide in her, to spill all their secrets to her.
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THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
[/font]THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
i've been on the brink, so
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- swirly dresses
- her sisters
- her brother
- dancing, particular liking towards ballet
- dangly jewelry
- Potions
- Transfiguration
- Dark Arts
- peace and quiet
- blackmail
- rare artefacts
- challenges
- accomplishments
- cheese
- chips
- grapes
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
- fish
- blood getting on her clothes
- hand-to-hand-combat (because she always loses, especially against her siblings)
- marriage (apparently it turns men into pigs)
- love
- loud, screechy noises
- the Ministry/authority/the law
- History of Magic
- Being confined
- Boredom
- idealism (since it has failed her at least once)
- betrayals
- failure
- migraines
- lobsters
- macaroni
- shepard's pie
GOALS:
- To be happily married (failed)
- To become a Potions Master
- To rule the world with her sisters
- Continue to exact revenge on her ex-husband
BOGGART: Despite their disagreements at times, it is Phoebe's greatest fear that anything should happen to her any member of her family, be it her parent, her brother or her sisters.
PATRONUS: Blackbird - Ever since her interest in Potions first came to be, Phoebe had been very interested in making one of her own. So after a lot of tinkering, she was finally able to do it: she made her own special poison.
DEMENTOR: When her sisters finally proved to her that her husband was cheating on her, Phoebe was mortified to find out that they were right.
AMORTENTIA:
- pine
- basil
- almond
- daffodils
BASIC PERSONALITY: Girly. Seemingly innocent. Manipulative. Subtle. Inscrutable. Two-faced. Refined. Evasive. Patient.
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AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
[/font]AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
it's like we're chasing all those stars
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FATHER: Andrew Odin Thornwallow
MOTHER: Aphrodite Selene Thornwallow
BROTHER(S): Artemis Hades Thornwallow (17)
SISTER(S): Selene Odin Thornwallow (triplet), Rhea Eris Thornwallow (triplet)
OTHER: N/A
HOMETOWN: Trivolton
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Wherever they need to go
BIOGRAPHY: Naturally growing up in such a strongly pureblooded town like Trivolton as well as a family of such a strongly pureblooded family had definitely influenced her to some degree. However, it seemed that Phoebe was the least influenced of them all. Unlike the rest of her siblings, she has never really felt the same amount of hatred and disgust for non-pureblooded beings. While she didn't particularly like them, the degree of magnitude of her sisters' hate was far greater than her own. She is often deemed as the 'soft-hearted' triplet, or so she is often referred to by her triplet sisters. She was softer, more contemplative than her siblings.
Her fifth birthday was rather messy to say the least for her sister's first show of magic. Let it be known that one should never displease Rhea. It was when she discovered her distaste for blood on her clothing. Never to be outdone by her own sister, Phoebe's own first show of magic was rather spectacular and stunning in its own way, occurring merely a couple days later. While she may have been a bit out of place among her sisters, it could never be thought that Phoebe was less powerful of a witch than them. One night, Phoebe had sneaked out of the house to get away from her gleeful sisters, although they were gleeful in entirely different ways. Needless to say, her siblings were getting on her nerves. Rhea was gloating and needling her about how she had yet to show even a smidge of magic. And Selene, she was far too busy, trying to see what else she could make explode into a shower of blood and guts. As she was walking down the street, she stopped in front of a house that just so happened to belong to a small family of Muggleborns. Venting her frustrations, the house suddenly burst into flames. The flames burned so furiously and hotly that it turned the house straight down to the ground even before any help could arrive.
To her great distaste, Rhea had thought that it was a good idea to gift a fish to Selene. It wasn't the gifting of the fish itself that bothered her. No, it was more the fact that Selene found it to be the perfect way for her to harass her and to extract entertainment in times of boredom. Needless to say, Selene found any open opportunity to hit her with Gerard, the name by which she called her fish.
Arriving at Hogwarts for the first time was quite a journey, especially since it revealed that she would not be sorted into Slytherin with the rest of her sisters. Instead, Phoebe was surprisingly sorted into Ravenclaw. For all of their differences, Phoebe had never considered that they were so vastly different as for her to be placed in a different house. However, as time went on, it soon became apparently that Ravenclaw was indeed the right house for her. While she may not have been a poor Slytherin, she would not have thrived in that environment as she did in Ravenclaw. It was a well known fact that her sisters were absolute terrors, even when they were first years.
Despite being in different houses, the triplets managed to maintain a level of closeness. Each week, they would meet up to talk. In fact, her sisters slowly discovered that it was perhaps a good thing that Phoebe was in Ravenclaw, a commonly non-pureblood house. It made it a perfect situation for them to exact their revenge against a Muggleborn who was needed to put in their place. This could have been anything as simple as setting up a large bag of dungbombs in an optimal location or dribbling a bit of something extra into a drink.
It was about her fourth year that she truly started gaining real interest in the art of Potions. There was such a rare and beautiful subtlety involved that some rarely understood. Phoebe soon immersed herself in further exploring these subtleties. In fact, it had inspired her to become a Potions master later on. In fact, it was she who brewed many of the potions that their clientele requested. Often, it was a matter of obtaining the necessary materials that was the difficult part.
If it were not for being in Ravenclaw, Phoebe never would have met who she had thought to be the love of her life. She fell deeply and irreparably in love with him. Upon finishing Hogwarts, they were married. They even had their own little place with what little funds they could manage to bring in. Slowly, Phoebe started to extract herself from the excursions and plans that her sisters had set out. However, it seemed that everything was not as happy as it seemed. It appeared that her husband had been cheating on her with a Muggleborn no less as revealed to her by her sisters. Enraged, Phoebe began to exact her careful revenge.
Unlike her sisters, Phoebe did not have the same propensity for a bloody death and immediate killing. Instead, she preferred to drag the process more. Using a poison, she could wither their insides while ensuring that the person lived far longer than they would ever want to in such a condition. Phoebe was more about the suffering; it brought her satisfaction like Selene wrought satisfaction from loud and unnecessary explosions. And since it was her husband, Phoebe had insisted that she dole the punishment herself without any help from them, knowing that they would go straight for the kill.
Her husband's betrayal had done much to help Rhea's cause. She had been less than satisfied with Phoebe's participation in the doom and gloom destruction. And so Phoebe had returned fully back to the fold of the triplets to wreak havoc. With her honey sweet demeanor, it was not difficult for her to acquire trust from a target until a certain piece of information is extracted. It made it simple for her to slowly acquire the clientele for their underground network of illegal goods and service exchanged. There was just one very strict rule that one had to abide by: you had to be pureblood to obtain goods from them.
Unbeknownst to her sisters, Phoebe had started to accept work from clients who did not have the purest blood flowing through their veins. It had all began when she was looking for more clients to build their underground network. There were a few people who had sought her out but failed to meet the necessary requirement. However, they made a good case and managed to sway Phoebe's more gentle heart. Although her husband's betrayal had done much to erode her faith in non-purebloods, she still did not hate them to the same extent as her sisters. And so she completed the work they set forth. For obvious reasons, Phoebe continues to hide this knowledge from her sisters.
Now twenty-nine years of age, it was safe to say that the three of them had managed to gain a fair bit of notoriety.
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AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
[/font]AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
all the problems that we could solve
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RP EXPERIENCE: ~8 years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Hi! *wave*
OTHER CHARACTERS: Josceline Avalon Nott, Dante Tian-Ning Au-Yong, Marlon Cooper Delaney, Lily Makenna Martell, Raina Solokyov
RP SAMPLE:
Refer to Josceline's application please =)
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SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
[/font]SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
so i'm gonna give all my secrets away
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