Post by Harlynn Cambian on Oct 29, 2008 12:59:56 GMT -5
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| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #eaf0ec;,true][cs=2] THE BASICS [tr][atrb=width,240] NAME: Harlynn Marie Cambian AGE: Seventeen BIRTHDAY: 13 April, 2005 YEAR: Seventh HOUSE: Slytherin WAND: 11' Vampire Fang and Cherry Wood BLOOD TYPE: Pureblood SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight BIRTH PLACE: Napoli, Italy LIVING PLACE: Sheffield, England MOTHER: FATHER: GUARDIAN(S): Grandmother Sophia Cambian SIBLING(S): None PET(S): A white cat named Alyria and an owl named Corina PANETTIERE, Hayden • Harlynn Cambian JUDGING A BOOK BY ITS COVER [tr][atrb=width,240] When Harlynn was younger, she went through puberty before her peers. In doing so, she was taller than many kids her age and it made creating friends in Sheffield a bit harder than it already was. As she grew in age, she also grew in height, but stopped at 5' 4'' by the age of fourteen. Even when the neighborhood children grew, they still didn't accept her to be their friend. One inch short and she would be considered petite now at the age of seventeen - go figure! Harlynn wears heels most of the time with her clothing and they usually add three to four inches to her original height. Her clothing consists of pieces from mostly muggle stores - however, no one at Hogwarts knows that she lives in the muggle realm with her grandmother - such as Forever 21, Charlotte Russe, and Wet Seal. Her style changes from time to time - Bohemian, for example - but Harlynn always ends up going the more formal route most of the time. Harlynn's hair changes with the seasons as well (figure of expression). She's had her hair straight, curly wavy, brown, blonde, brown and blonde, short, long, pixie cut - you name it! She goes with blonde when she wants to look her age, blonde with a pixie cut when she wants to look in her twenties, and a darkish brown when she wants to look like a sophisticated twenty year old. Her eye color goes great with any of those - green eyes with brown specks, which she got from her mother. Harlynn wears glasses, but she wears her contacts most of the time. She gets her make-up from a muggle store called Sephora and usually wears foundation, eyeliner, bronzer and mascara as her everyday staples. She'll put on blush and eyeshadow more on an every-other-day occasion. Harlynn is gorgeous, and she knows she is. She takes that to her advantage every time she can! Whether it's to find someone to do her homework or to just tease, it's a blast to her! The beauty did take hard work, however. She goes to the gym every Monday and Thursday to go onto the elliptical, and she lifts weights at home on Tuesdays and Fridays. Harlynn only purchases the best make-up as well. IT'S MY LIFE [tr][atrb=width,240] Born on April Thirteenth in Napoli Italy by Rebecca and Derek Cambian, Harlynn was named Harlynn Rhei Cambian - her middle name given to her by her grandmother, Derek's mother. Italy was such an amazing place for her. She lived in a little town going up a hill with a cobblestone road leading the way. Her grandmother being minutes from her house, she could walk over to her and visit anytime. She didnt have any siblings, so didnt have anyone to share any fun with except her parents and friends from school. When she turned five years old, her mother brought her to see a show in a famous theatre - musical theatre. She loved every minute of it and found her mother sang. She asked her mother for lessons and she gave her vocal training herself after work and Har's school. Harlynn also asked her father for piano, seeing a variety of musical instruments in the show. Her father gave her a black grand piano and taught her a few tricks. And by the time she was only three years old, she was put into a dance class - growing in every dance they taught by the time she was five. Her parents decided to teach her early because it would grow her brain cells and have her learn everything easier later on in life. A cold night during April of her seventh birthday, she was sent to her Grandmother Sophia's house - her parents were going out to an elegant party for Derek's work. It was around eight o' clock as the rain started to trickle down. Grandmother Sophia sent her off to bed at nine thirty. She sat in her bed with her notebook of blank music scores and her pink pencils her mother gave to her [ Pink was her favorite color ]. She started to write random notes, hoping when she played them it would sound marvelous, yet knowing it would be horrible. Harlynn heard the rain get a bit louder and didnt stop from eight 'o clock until ten thirty. Thunder was rumbling as loud is it possibly could and Harlynn, from sitting away from her window, could see non stop lightning flashes reflecting onto her bed. She gasped and put on her headphones, trying to get the sound muffled at least, and she hit under her bed covers to not see the reflecting light. She fell asleep to the sounds of Eric Whitacre - an American Composer for Choral Music. The song was specifically Sleep - talking about death, yet she didnt know at the time. The morning after the horribly loud night, she awoke and found her grandmother sitting on the rocking chair in the bedroom that Harlynn was sleeping in, staring out the window above Harlynn's head. Harlynn gave her grandmother a concerned and puzzled look and asked what was wrong. Her grandmother had a tear on her cheek and hesitated. She said that her parents past away the night of the storm coming home from the party early and trying to beat the storm, but the lightning was too distracting and the rain was too hard, they swerved and fell into some abandoned woods near the exit of their highway. Harlynn hesitated herself and then ran to her grandmother, wrapping her arms around her and started to cry, making the room seem like it was about to flood. The next morning, Harlynn went to her parents house, grabbed her things and her parents things to remember them by, and walked back to Grandmother Sophia's. She now lives with her grandmother, having the black grand piano in the foyer with a microphone and her parents wedding picture atop the piano. Every time she comes home from Hogwarts, she plays a song just for them everyday. THIS IS ME [tr][atrb=width,240] When you first take a glance at Harlynn, you're probably thinking "Oh, well she looks like a nice person," - You cant be more wrong about that statement. Sure she looks like a girl who would do anything for you if you asked politely, but Harlynn's a real fierce, not to be messed with kind of girl. If you get in her way be any means, she'll either get her friends to beat you up ... or just do it herself. She may save you one black eye if you do something wrong and she doesnt know you, but she can torture you like theres no tomorrow. Handy with her wand work, she can change you colors or even give you warts - she can think up spells with a snap. She does have her soft side, but not toward people from different houses. Harlynn is kind of boy crazy actually - so if she see a guy in another house that she likes, well ... she goes for him, but in secret. Twenty Four hours later, she's off of the guy from the opposite house and back to one from her house - just so people dont find out. She loves to perform in her spare time - singing, dancing and acting. Harlynn also plays piano non stop - when little, she use to be in community shows and her parents would teach her vocal and piano and she got hooked. Obviously now obsessed with music of any kind except classical. LIKES
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THE PERSON BEHIND THE MASK [tr][atrb=width,240] NAME: Samantha Nicole AGE: Nineteen GENDER: Female WHAT ARE YOU?: ADMIN EDIT ROLE PLAY EXPERIENCE: Five years, then I stopped for two. ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE: Can you be any more dedicated than her? Roxie woke up a Saturday morning at nine o' clock. Yes, a bit more earlier than every other teen she knew, but she couldn't help but think about the schools Pom squad. Lately they were pretty good, but the homecoming game was nearly weeks away and they were up against their best rivals since 1988 when Riverview won the championship against them - Plymouth Wildcats - it was their first time in Champions too, and they lost it like sand falling from your hand - being too hard to grasp against Riverview. But this time, Roxanna could feel that they were ready to beat them, even if it was a homecoming game. Losing a homecoming game was humiliating enough. Roxie got up slowly out of her bed after sleeping for the usual eight hours you're suppose to, and went into her bathroom. She turned on her iHome to Is It You by Cassie from the new Step Up 2 movie that Roxie couldn't wait to go see with her besties. She loved those movies - dance, performance, love movies - obviously. Taking her mind off of the movie, she turned on her hair straightener and took her eyeliner out of her make up bag, along with her mascara and brown eye shadow. They were all from Sephora, knowing - unlike Revlon - they dont test on animals. She put her mascara gently on her top eyelashes first and set her bottle of black make up back into her pink polka dot bag. She then took her contacts out of her white case, and dropped them in her eyes. Roxanna hated putting her contacts on, but hated her glasses even more. She then took her black eyeliner in her right hand and got closer to the mirror, drawing her black line under her eyes and a small 'cat eye' effect she would usually do for her stage productions to make her eyes elongate. While taking a deep breath, she smelt the familiar smell of the flat iron finishing its heating up process. Roxie grabbed the handles carefully and took her air bristled brush, brushing small pieces of her hair until she got a flat group of her hair to set in between the straightener. It took five minutes tops to turn on her straightener and flatten her hair all together and she loved it. Roxie felt the heat of the flat iron touch her hair and burn it a little like it always did, but still making it look like she did nothing to it. After she got out of the bathroom, getting her hair and make up done, she went out back to her main room and walked toward her white dresser, getting out a pair of her Suntan Capezio tights - rolling them up to her knee, her Capezio capri pants - also rolling them up to mid thigh, and a pink and white striped cami to put them on. After going downstairs, Roxie grabbed a Rip It energy drink out of her fridge and her Pink Roxy bag, putting the cold can into the bag carefully, and grabbing her keys. She walked out of the door and into her car - driving to the school's football field. That night, she got the inspiration for a neww routine - to get the football players pumped up and beat Plymouth. Roxie set her iPod on in the car to play a song she was thinking of doing for the routine, Flavor of the Weak by American Hi-Fi. It was a great song to go with the toe touches and the kicks they were going to do. A few minutes later, Roxanna drove into the schools parking lot. She grabbed the boom box out of the trunk and her iPod from the jack in front. Taking her bag in her right arm, she locked the car with the keys in her mouth and then dropping them in her bag, walking a ways toward the field. She set her boom box on the bleachers, turning on You've Made Us Conscious by The Audition just to warm up. Roxie did her leg extentions and also splits, she did her hamstring stretching and kicks. Then went straight into her vision on the new routine with the American Hi-Fi song. application created by samantha nicole |
