Post by Emrys Alexander on Jul 10, 2014 21:31:12 GMT -5
Name:
Emrys Océane Josefina Lamberti Alexander
Age:
27
Birthdate/place: [21-June-2011] Milian, Italy
Species: (Human, veela, vampire, werewolf, etc)
Gender:
Female
Family: [Include blood status and any family members]
Victoire Lamberti-Alexander-Mother pure blood 87 years old
Trystan Alexander- Father, half-blood 97 years old
Senna Michèle Alice Lamberti Alexander Romanos, sister 57
Antonio Romanos, brother in law 58
Olivia Jane Romanos, niece 36
Cecil Romanos, nephew 34
Colin Romanos nephew 34
James Carlo Pierre Alexander, brother 58
Peta Alexander, sister in law 54
Richard Alexander, nephew 33
Martine Alexander, niece 27
Appearance:
Hair:
Naturally curly and dark brown.
Eyes:
Amber
Build/height-
Lithe/average
General Description-
It is obvious by just glancing at Emrys that she takes great care with her appearance. Emrys views her body as a canvas that she can turn into a piece of art. While her hair is a natural brown it rarely stays one color. Currently her hair is a light brown that cascades in waves to the center of her back. She's been known to change her hair color and style through out the day to match her outfit. Her style is bold and flashy with just a bit of class. She loves colors, prints, and different fabrics. She has a collection of muggle and magical ball gowns that takes up an entire floor of her London townhouse.
Possessions-
Lots of Clothes, a London Town House, A flat in Greece. Several businesses. Lots of Clothes. A trust fund.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
Emrys is a thrill seeker who doesn't stay in one place for very long. She's always searching for the next exciting adventure. She views life as a game that she wants to win. She has a tendency to take up new projects and then change her mind in the middle. She puts herself first in nearly everything, although she will help others. She has a good heart, it's just she will see to her own needs before helping others. She's generous to her friends, often giving them things just because. She tries to be an honest person but she usually fails. She isn't afraid of lying, manipulating people to get what she desires. Sometimes she uses her charm to help others and sometimes she doesn't. She's a pretty smart person and has an ability to grasp things quickly. However, she doesn't like the physical labor of learning. She did only the minimal amount of work necessary in school.
Traits:
Adaptable and versatile
Communicative and witty
Intellectual and eloquent
Youthful and lively
Superficial and inconsistent
Cunning and inquisitive
Selfish and quick-tempered
Impulsive and impatient
Foolhardy and daredevil
Indecisive and changeable
Alliance-
To herself
Alignment-
Chaotic Neutral
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Beaxbatons
Job- Stylist, Fashion Designer, Thief, Socialite
Emrys doesn't work have a steady job. She lives off the trust fund her parents have given her. Since she detest boredom she's had various jobs. She started a muggle fashion label. She designed muggle clothes till she got bored of that and hired someone to run the business. She also started a magical styling business that dresses the rich, decorates their homes etc. Sometimes she still styles several of her clients but for the most part she has others do that for her.
She's been modeling since she was a little girl. She rarely does it now as it bores her. She doesn't like having to stand still for so long.
Emrys is also a thief. She loves the exhilaration that comes from stalking an item. She often uses her socialite reputation to steal items. Sometimes she steels for herself, and sometimes for other people. She's also been known to put items back. Sometimes in different houses. She doesn't do it to be mean, unless she doesn't like the person. She typically steals from the well to do.
Employer- Herself
OWLs/NEWTs-
Acceptable in everything.
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- (if applicable)
Wand- Applewood, Dragon heart string, 10 inches
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
The Alexanders had finished raising babies when Victorie consulted a medi-witch about a reoccurring stomach aliment. She'd been having cramps on and off for several days. That morning she'd left her roman villa alone and returned several days later with a baby. It had never crossed her mind that she was pregnant at 60. Sure her stomach was a little upset, and her period wasn't regular but she thought it was because of age not pregnancy. Apparently the little round tummy she had gotten was not entirely from the pasta she'd been consuming. She had five grand babies for heavens sake she couldn't be pregnant. But she was. It was a miracle. While it wasn't unusual for witches to have children into their fifties because of the slower aging process for magical folk, it was rare for women to have babies in their sixties. The oldest American to have twins was 60 but she had assistance from some muggle contraption called invetro fertilization. Victorie might have gotten pregnant because she might have accidentally consumed a fertility potion her daughter in law had mixed in a batch of juice. It was all a bit fuzzy because Victorie had been recovering from a little too much champagne and had consumed the first beverage she found on the breakfast tray the house elf was to bring up.
For as long as Emrys could remember she was treated like a little adult. Oh, she had toys and such and threw tantrums like any little kid. However, she was expected to behave if she wanted to spend time with her parents who were socializing. Her father ran an international import/export business and her mother hosted charity functions. Em's earliest memories are watching her mother dress for a ball. If she was good she could spend a few minutes among the glittering guests before returning to the nursery. It seemed like every month, Emery was traveling with her parents. She was a charming child who learned to converse with adults. She was not shy and learned from an early age that if she listened quietly she would be allowed to stay with the adults. She spent her childhood traveling between her parents' homes across the country. Her favorite places were the Tuscany Villa, the Flat in Cario Egypt and the penthouse in NY.
The cousins descended into her world for major holidays and three weeks in the summer. Emrys didn't exactly get along with them. She wasn't exactly use to sharing things or being treated like a little kid. Her cousins got dirty and were constantly screaming. They complained about everything and ate things like fish sticks. Emrys was a little too bossy for her cousins and they were too silly for her. Emry would rather talk with her older siblings than her cousins. Sometimes though, Emery would let loose and run a muck with her cousins. Act like a kid. But she sensed her parents disapproval. They didn't exactly agree to the heathen upbringing of their grandchildren. They weren't even learning foreign languages or an instrument. Every day Emrys had to study, no matter where she was with her parents. Emrys was not the best of students. She got bored learning the same things. She went through several tutors. She learned how to play a verity of instruments adequately because she wanted to try something new. Her parents spoiled her. They allowed her to have wine at age nine. She tasted champagne on her eleventh birthday. Her bedtime varied depending on the social activity. She was more like a fashion accessory for her mother than a daughter.
Emrys began stealing when she was seven. It started because she was curious about a little jewel box in the front parlor. Then it became a game. What could she take without being caught? She was nine when she was caught stealing a jewel pin from a jewelry designer's shop. She'd pawned the pin in an area of town she wasn't supposed to be in. The streets were dirty and the alleys were narrow. She hadn't noticed that a young man had been following her. That he had seen her snatch the pretty jewel. She was smirking at a job well done, gloating in her supposed cleverness when suddenly she was snatched from behind. It was obvious by her silk dress, pale skin and tenderness that she was very sheltered. The young man who had grabbed her was part of a street gang. This untrained brat could be trouble. She had a bit of talent and she could be useful. At first, Emrys was a mark. The gang of street thieves was going to use this rich impostor. How dare a child who had everything steal. She could have afforded the jewel pin. However, Emrys didn't steal it for herself. She wanted revenge. The owner of the little store was mean and Emrys didn't like mean people. The man refused to donate to one of her mother's charities. He also refused to let anyone not of a high social class in his store. He thought the poor should be shipped off. So, Emrys like the impulsive child that she was decided to steal one of his "Exclusive" jewels that were too precious to be on anyone less than high class. The jewels on the pin hadn't even been real. It was just a pretty babble for a child.
Eventually, Emrys earned the trust of the street thief who had befriended her and she became a quasi member of their little gang. She gave them everything she managed to steal plus some of her own money. They were proud though and they often would refuse what they thought of as pity money. To this day she still gives things to the street gang. She never did quite fit in entirely with the gang. At the end of the day she could go home to her warm bed and all the food she wanted. She tried to keep how rich she actually was away from her friends. They knew she had a family and was well taken care of, they just didn't know that her parents were filthy rich.
Despite never wanting for anything, Emrys was a lonely child, which was probably why she joined the thieving gang. When she turned 11 she went off to Beaxabatons. School was fun at first. New people, new adventures. But she didn't like the confinement. For the first time in her life she was not going to a new place every month. No more random trips to California just because her mother wanted sunshine. The worst part was the uniform. The same thing day after day was tiresome. The cut was horrendous. She looked like a blueberry. Then there was the school work. She liked her classes. It was interesting having discussions and practicing spells. She just hated all of the reading and writing. She would rather just listen to lectures if she had to go to formal schooling.
Em was an unremarkable student. She was a rather bright student but she just didn't put in the effort. She passed her classes, sometimes barely, but she did okay. She never really focused on anything in particular. When she graduated she spent the next few years traveling. She modeled in Paris and Rome. She began designing her own clothes and when she was twenty she used some of her trust fund to create her own fashion label. When she got bored with running that business she hired someone to run it for her. It nearly went bankrupt, but now it's doing a tidy profit.
She's opened several other businesses, some successful, others not so much. Currently, she's in between projects. She keeps herself busy by attending parties, charity functions and stealing. She's created a name for herself in the underworld. Of course no one knows that the Black Rose thief is actually an heiress. The Black Rose has a reputation for stealing hard to find objects for a price. She doesn't always charge money. It has taken her a long time to earn a reputation in the underworld. She had to stop stealing in Greece because she came under suspicion. She's been questioned several times regarding stolen items. Nothing has stuck because of her father's influence and money. It's only a matter of time before she gets arrested.
Currently, Emrys is in England causing mischief.
Read more: alohomoraadventures.proboards.com/thread/8/character-creation-template#ixzz377Nv20Cc
Emrys Océane Josefina Lamberti Alexander
Age:
27
Birthdate/place: [21-June-2011] Milian, Italy
Species: (Human, veela, vampire, werewolf, etc)
Gender:
Female
Family: [Include blood status and any family members]
Victoire Lamberti-Alexander-Mother pure blood 87 years old
Trystan Alexander- Father, half-blood 97 years old
Senna Michèle Alice Lamberti Alexander Romanos, sister 57
Antonio Romanos, brother in law 58
Olivia Jane Romanos, niece 36
Cecil Romanos, nephew 34
Colin Romanos nephew 34
James Carlo Pierre Alexander, brother 58
Peta Alexander, sister in law 54
Richard Alexander, nephew 33
Martine Alexander, niece 27
Appearance:
Hair:
Naturally curly and dark brown.
Eyes:
Amber
Build/height-
Lithe/average
General Description-
It is obvious by just glancing at Emrys that she takes great care with her appearance. Emrys views her body as a canvas that she can turn into a piece of art. While her hair is a natural brown it rarely stays one color. Currently her hair is a light brown that cascades in waves to the center of her back. She's been known to change her hair color and style through out the day to match her outfit. Her style is bold and flashy with just a bit of class. She loves colors, prints, and different fabrics. She has a collection of muggle and magical ball gowns that takes up an entire floor of her London townhouse.
Possessions-
Lots of Clothes, a London Town House, A flat in Greece. Several businesses. Lots of Clothes. A trust fund.
Personality:
Temperment/Mental Attributes-
Emrys is a thrill seeker who doesn't stay in one place for very long. She's always searching for the next exciting adventure. She views life as a game that she wants to win. She has a tendency to take up new projects and then change her mind in the middle. She puts herself first in nearly everything, although she will help others. She has a good heart, it's just she will see to her own needs before helping others. She's generous to her friends, often giving them things just because. She tries to be an honest person but she usually fails. She isn't afraid of lying, manipulating people to get what she desires. Sometimes she uses her charm to help others and sometimes she doesn't. She's a pretty smart person and has an ability to grasp things quickly. However, she doesn't like the physical labor of learning. She did only the minimal amount of work necessary in school.
Traits:
Adaptable and versatile
Communicative and witty
Intellectual and eloquent
Youthful and lively
Superficial and inconsistent
Cunning and inquisitive
Selfish and quick-tempered
Impulsive and impatient
Foolhardy and daredevil
Indecisive and changeable
Alliance-
To herself
Alignment-
Chaotic Neutral
Employment&Education:
-Adults-
Former House- Beaxbatons
Job- Stylist, Fashion Designer, Thief, Socialite
Emrys doesn't work have a steady job. She lives off the trust fund her parents have given her. Since she detest boredom she's had various jobs. She started a muggle fashion label. She designed muggle clothes till she got bored of that and hired someone to run the business. She also started a magical styling business that dresses the rich, decorates their homes etc. Sometimes she still styles several of her clients but for the most part she has others do that for her.
She's been modeling since she was a little girl. She rarely does it now as it bores her. She doesn't like having to stand still for so long.
Emrys is also a thief. She loves the exhilaration that comes from stalking an item. She often uses her socialite reputation to steal items. Sometimes she steels for herself, and sometimes for other people. She's also been known to put items back. Sometimes in different houses. She doesn't do it to be mean, unless she doesn't like the person. She typically steals from the well to do.
Employer- Herself
OWLs/NEWTs-
Acceptable in everything.
Other:
Magical Skills- Anything special? If applicable
Patronus- (if applicable)
Wand- Applewood, Dragon heart string, 10 inches
Goals/Aspirations- Optional
Other Information-
History-
The Alexanders had finished raising babies when Victorie consulted a medi-witch about a reoccurring stomach aliment. She'd been having cramps on and off for several days. That morning she'd left her roman villa alone and returned several days later with a baby. It had never crossed her mind that she was pregnant at 60. Sure her stomach was a little upset, and her period wasn't regular but she thought it was because of age not pregnancy. Apparently the little round tummy she had gotten was not entirely from the pasta she'd been consuming. She had five grand babies for heavens sake she couldn't be pregnant. But she was. It was a miracle. While it wasn't unusual for witches to have children into their fifties because of the slower aging process for magical folk, it was rare for women to have babies in their sixties. The oldest American to have twins was 60 but she had assistance from some muggle contraption called invetro fertilization. Victorie might have gotten pregnant because she might have accidentally consumed a fertility potion her daughter in law had mixed in a batch of juice. It was all a bit fuzzy because Victorie had been recovering from a little too much champagne and had consumed the first beverage she found on the breakfast tray the house elf was to bring up.
For as long as Emrys could remember she was treated like a little adult. Oh, she had toys and such and threw tantrums like any little kid. However, she was expected to behave if she wanted to spend time with her parents who were socializing. Her father ran an international import/export business and her mother hosted charity functions. Em's earliest memories are watching her mother dress for a ball. If she was good she could spend a few minutes among the glittering guests before returning to the nursery. It seemed like every month, Emery was traveling with her parents. She was a charming child who learned to converse with adults. She was not shy and learned from an early age that if she listened quietly she would be allowed to stay with the adults. She spent her childhood traveling between her parents' homes across the country. Her favorite places were the Tuscany Villa, the Flat in Cario Egypt and the penthouse in NY.
The cousins descended into her world for major holidays and three weeks in the summer. Emrys didn't exactly get along with them. She wasn't exactly use to sharing things or being treated like a little kid. Her cousins got dirty and were constantly screaming. They complained about everything and ate things like fish sticks. Emrys was a little too bossy for her cousins and they were too silly for her. Emry would rather talk with her older siblings than her cousins. Sometimes though, Emery would let loose and run a muck with her cousins. Act like a kid. But she sensed her parents disapproval. They didn't exactly agree to the heathen upbringing of their grandchildren. They weren't even learning foreign languages or an instrument. Every day Emrys had to study, no matter where she was with her parents. Emrys was not the best of students. She got bored learning the same things. She went through several tutors. She learned how to play a verity of instruments adequately because she wanted to try something new. Her parents spoiled her. They allowed her to have wine at age nine. She tasted champagne on her eleventh birthday. Her bedtime varied depending on the social activity. She was more like a fashion accessory for her mother than a daughter.
Emrys began stealing when she was seven. It started because she was curious about a little jewel box in the front parlor. Then it became a game. What could she take without being caught? She was nine when she was caught stealing a jewel pin from a jewelry designer's shop. She'd pawned the pin in an area of town she wasn't supposed to be in. The streets were dirty and the alleys were narrow. She hadn't noticed that a young man had been following her. That he had seen her snatch the pretty jewel. She was smirking at a job well done, gloating in her supposed cleverness when suddenly she was snatched from behind. It was obvious by her silk dress, pale skin and tenderness that she was very sheltered. The young man who had grabbed her was part of a street gang. This untrained brat could be trouble. She had a bit of talent and she could be useful. At first, Emrys was a mark. The gang of street thieves was going to use this rich impostor. How dare a child who had everything steal. She could have afforded the jewel pin. However, Emrys didn't steal it for herself. She wanted revenge. The owner of the little store was mean and Emrys didn't like mean people. The man refused to donate to one of her mother's charities. He also refused to let anyone not of a high social class in his store. He thought the poor should be shipped off. So, Emrys like the impulsive child that she was decided to steal one of his "Exclusive" jewels that were too precious to be on anyone less than high class. The jewels on the pin hadn't even been real. It was just a pretty babble for a child.
Eventually, Emrys earned the trust of the street thief who had befriended her and she became a quasi member of their little gang. She gave them everything she managed to steal plus some of her own money. They were proud though and they often would refuse what they thought of as pity money. To this day she still gives things to the street gang. She never did quite fit in entirely with the gang. At the end of the day she could go home to her warm bed and all the food she wanted. She tried to keep how rich she actually was away from her friends. They knew she had a family and was well taken care of, they just didn't know that her parents were filthy rich.
Despite never wanting for anything, Emrys was a lonely child, which was probably why she joined the thieving gang. When she turned 11 she went off to Beaxabatons. School was fun at first. New people, new adventures. But she didn't like the confinement. For the first time in her life she was not going to a new place every month. No more random trips to California just because her mother wanted sunshine. The worst part was the uniform. The same thing day after day was tiresome. The cut was horrendous. She looked like a blueberry. Then there was the school work. She liked her classes. It was interesting having discussions and practicing spells. She just hated all of the reading and writing. She would rather just listen to lectures if she had to go to formal schooling.
Em was an unremarkable student. She was a rather bright student but she just didn't put in the effort. She passed her classes, sometimes barely, but she did okay. She never really focused on anything in particular. When she graduated she spent the next few years traveling. She modeled in Paris and Rome. She began designing her own clothes and when she was twenty she used some of her trust fund to create her own fashion label. When she got bored with running that business she hired someone to run it for her. It nearly went bankrupt, but now it's doing a tidy profit.
She's opened several other businesses, some successful, others not so much. Currently, she's in between projects. She keeps herself busy by attending parties, charity functions and stealing. She's created a name for herself in the underworld. Of course no one knows that the Black Rose thief is actually an heiress. The Black Rose has a reputation for stealing hard to find objects for a price. She doesn't always charge money. It has taken her a long time to earn a reputation in the underworld. She had to stop stealing in Greece because she came under suspicion. She's been questioned several times regarding stolen items. Nothing has stuck because of her father's influence and money. It's only a matter of time before she gets arrested.
Currently, Emrys is in England causing mischief.
Read more: alohomoraadventures.proboards.com/thread/8/character-creation-template#ixzz377Nv20Cc
