Post by Alison Snape on Aug 23, 2008 13:21:56 GMT -6
Alison Snape;;
the real you;;
hello, my name is Rayne, but you can call me ...well, just Rayne. i have been roleplaying for 1 year. i was referred to this website by i saw it on another site. i think i will complete this application by one week from now. i also roleplay no one else on this site. if the administrator needs to contact me, she or he can contact me through email or PM.
lets introduce myself;;
my name is Alison Snape. i am in 7th year at hogwarts and in Gryffindor. i have blown out 16 candles, and will blow out more on June 15. i have straight, smooth brown hair and dark brown eyes, but most people recognize me by the burn I have on my left-hand pinky finger. i have many memories, but the one i will remember most is my sweet sixteen.
travel into my mind;;
everyone should know that i like sweets, dark magic, brave people, the dark lord, Death Eaters, slytherins, quidditch, smart people, Transfiguration, Potions and that i dislike hufflepuffs, know-it-alls, homework, mud-bloods, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, sour food, bitter food, dumb people, the color white. i'm pretty good at patronuses, polyjuice potion, crystal balls, tea leave-looking, transforming people in animaguses, and dueling, but i really stink at quidditch, forgetting spells, History of Magic, and star-gazing. my hobbies include reading, writing in my journal, practicing spells i'm not good at, practicing divination, learning about History of Magic, watching quidditch, and talking to Alexis and Harry.. i know i shouldn't be telling you this, but i have a secret: i always feel out of place because i'm a gryffindor on the dark side, and also because i'm about the only one in my family that doesn't want hogwarts to be overrun by pure-bloods. just because purebloods are better, doesn't mean that half-bloods and muggle-borns should be stamped out. you can always find me studying, practicing spells, reading, talking to my friends, having fun in the common room, or catching up on much-needed sleep. , but forget about that. someday, you will find me being a scientist and explorer and exploring rainforests. if i were to tell the world about my personality, my speech would go like this:
I am a very friendly person who is content with what the pure-bloods have. Unlike most of my family, I do not wish the whole wizarding world to be overrun by pure-bloods. I am happy to make new friends. I prefer smart, friendly people, like me. I am always full of love for my family and am proud to be a gryffindor. I am enemies with Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. I am also very adventurous and I am never afraid to try something new. I spend a lot of time studying, and I wish I could get top marks in all my classes. I am also very persuasive and almost always get what I want, though I am not spoiled.
I am not a good enemy to have. I am clever with pranks and such, and brave, which is why I was put in Gryffindor. I plan very well, and have an extremely organized mind. I can remember things easily. I have a bit of a short temper, so I can get angry very easily. When I try though, I can remain cool as if nothing ever happened. I have a notebook which no one ever sees, where I write things in, and sometimes, it may just be revenge for you. I am very vengeful, nobody can deny that. If you embarrass me, you get embarrassed even more. It's simple. Just stay out of my way.
Don't try to talk to me when I'm sad. I have this huge lump in my throat so when I try to tlak I choke. I'll probably bury my nose in study books, and you might see me wake up at 4:00 in the morning or something, take out my special notebook, and just write. Don't say you saw me do that, though, or I'll get really angry. My record for the longest time I stayed sad is a month, and my record for the shortest is two days, so I could be sad from two days to a month. I am unusually quiet when I am sad, and tend to get things wrong on tests, homework, and worksheets. My essays become shorter than usual, and I may not eat as much. That's okay. After my sad period ends, I always bloom and become even better than before.
i have a family you know;;
everyone has a family, and i am one of them. i am the child of Lily Snape and Severus Snape. they have pretty decent jobs. my mother is a headmistress, the headmistress of hogwarts and my father is a potions master. i have 3 siblings- Matthew Snape, 17, Gryffindor; Alexis Snape, 17, Slytherin; Harry Snape, 17, Slytherin. if i were to do a report on myself, it would go something like this:
I was born on June 15th to Lily Snape and Severus Snape. Ever since I was born, I was extremely smart, thoughtful, and certainly not forgetful. I learned how to walk and talk very quickly. My parents were very proud of me and awaited the day I would get my Hogwarts letter impatiently, though it wouldn't come in a long time. I always loved my whole family. I liked playing with my siblings. I also always used to ask my parents about magic, the wizarding world, the ministry of magic, and, most of all, Hogwarts. I loved hearing about it, and desperately wanted to get my wand so I could do magic. Matthew and I were pals from the start. We always got along. Matthew was very brave, and I was smart, so we made a good pair.
When I was seven, signs that I was a witch started to appear. I could pick flowers then attach them back, and levitate stuff just a little bit. I could also make weird things happen like the time I got bitten by a dog. I had not wanted to go to the hospital, but I had to stay overnight there. I had fervently wished that my bite would heal. And the next morning, my bite was gone! The doctors said it was a miracle. It was magic. They wondered what could've done it. But I knew that I had done it. With my magic powers.
Then came the day I got my Hogwarts letter. I had been reading when an owl swooped in toward the house and dropped a letter through the little mail slit. I picked it up. It said my name, the address, and where my room was. Excited, I opened it. It was my Hogwarts letter! I was delighted and my parents were, too. We celebrated and had a small cake for dessert. We soon went to Diagon Alley and got my school supplies. They were brand-new, and I was very pleased. Then, on September 1, my siblings and I left for Hogwarts on the crimson-ruby Hogwarts Express. It was a bittersweet day. I was excited to go to Hogwarts, but I would always miss my parents.
At Hogwarts, I was sorted into Gryffindor, along with Matthew. We continued being friends, but I also made a few enemies. Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Now, though, the school is being overrun by pure-bloods. I hadn't wanted that! My first five years had been pretty uneventful, but now I had to save the school. And who said I would have to work with Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley in the bargain? I have to admit, they aren't that bad, just.....I don't know. They're family enemies. But now we have to work together to save the school!
prove yourself;;
after reviewing this profile, i think this should be my custom title:
[color=yellow]the[/color] [color=black]dark[/color] [color=crimson]gryffindor[/color]i think it fits me well.
do you really not believe i will be a good member of this website? well then, the secret code is Fawkes the Phoenix. do you still have no proof i can roleplay? well, here is a roleplay sample:
Alison yawned and woke up. She glanced outside. It was still dark, and only the first few rays of dawn were showing. She enjoyed this time of day. She grabbed her cloak and put it over her shoulders, and was about to hurry outside when she looked at the other girls. They were all sleeping steadily. Good. Alison didn't like being disturbed. She quickly grabbed a book and hurried outside as quick as she could.
Outside, the fresh air cooled her face. She glanced at the Black Lake. It looked spooky and eerily calm. She walked toward it and dipped her foot in the water, for a second, because the Black Lake was dangerous. It made beautiful circular ripples on the surface and distorted her reflection in the lake. She sighed and leaned against a young birch tree. It scratched her bare neck. Leaves rustled past her face every time the whistling wind blew. A fish or something from the Black Lake leapt out of the water, then dove back in.
The dawn was peaceful. It started getting a little warm as the sun rose in the sky. A mercilessly icy wind whooshed past her. Alison drew her cloak around her body more and shivered. She started reading. The book she was reading was great. It was about a young boy, the age of 15, and his great, fierce, loyal, friendly, dragon. She enjoyed it very much, and, in a short time, she had finished it. Alison had a tendancy to read fast. She held the book and her eyes widened as she looked into the distance.
A figure was coming up a hill. It was tall. So tall it could be a teacher. Alison shivered. What would she say about being out her at dawn? There was only one thing to do: hide. She scrambled up the birch tree. It scraped her legs. Insects tickled her fingers, but she held still. As the person came nearer, she saw it was Professor McGonnagall. She liked her, but she would surely plan a very strict punishment for her. Professor McGonagall, to her surprise, sat down right at the base of the young birch tree and started reading. Alison started reading her professor's book from the tree. It was about a princess that ran away from her home. Suddenly, her hand slipped. She gave a little squeak as she tumbled out of the tree and straight into Professor McGonagall's lap!
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