Post by charlotte adrienne worthington on Jun 15, 2011 22:03:06 GMT -5
CHARLOTTE ADRIENNE WORTHINGTON
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He's there in my heart, he waits in the wings he's gotta play a part.
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COME INTO MY WORLD
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FULL NAME:
Charlotte Adrienne Worthington.
NICKNAMES:
Charlie, Lotte, Char, Adrienne, Nightingale.
AGE:
seventeen.
BIRTH DATE:
September 17, 1994.
BLOOD TYPE:
pureblood.
SEXUALITY:
heterosexual.
HOUSE & YEAR:
Gryffindor and 7th year.
OCCUPATION:
Student.
IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING
-------------------- BETWEEN THE TRUTHS AND THE LIES.[/color][/font][/center]
PLAYBY:
Nina Dobrev.
BEST TRAITS:
Loyal
Outgoing
Fair-minded
Caring
Sympathetic
Helpful
WORST TRAITS:
Stubborn
Smart ass
Sore loser
Impaient
Untrusting
Unforgiving
PERSONALITY:
Charlotte is one of the most complex girls you¡¯ll meet. No, actually she is not that complex. It¡¯s just that she seems that way to many people. She¡¯s actually one of the sweetest and kindest girls you¡¯ll ever meet, as long as you don¡¯t try to control her or smother her. She loves her independence but at the same time loves to be around people. She does have a lot of friends, but most of them are just friends, not close or best friends. But the few close and best friends she has, she trusts with her life and heart. She does everything for them, from protecting to helping. But whenever you betray her trust, it takes a lot to earn it back since she is someone who never forgets and has great difficulty to forgive. Because she hates it whenever people lie or break her trust, she never does that to others. She is one of the most honest people you¡¯ll ever meet and is also one of the loyalists. She is also quite sassy and spunky, but that¡¯s only with her friends. She tends to be reserved around those who she does not know. With a lot of her friends she¡¯ll be very apologetic since she feels she should be the one helping them in some way, even though at times it is impossible for her to fix it. She is also quite opinionated and is often seen arguing with someone, including some of her friends, over beliefs. Along with being very opinionated Charlotte is very headstrong and stubborn. She is well known for saying whatever is on her mind, in fact she¡¯s been told that, whatever¡¯s on your mind, is out of your mouth. Sometimes it¡¯ll be random things and at others it¡¯ll be part of the conversation.
She hates to lose, but is always willing to accept it after a few moments of pouting. Usually Charlotte is someone who does not pout or groan. She just does whatever she has to do, unless she hates it very much. Then she is not fearful of saying so. But often, she finds a way to make it more enjoyable for herself. She always tries to see the best in people, but has great about of difficulty. Whenever she knows someone though, she rarely ever insults them even if someone else is doing so. She often will point out something good they have done in the past, unless they have done something to embarrass her or done something to hurt her or her friends. Charlotte definitely is a smart ass and her close friends are quite familiar, if not accepting of it. But unfortunately not everyone is which makes some people hate her. Whenever those people do hate her, all Charlotte does is shrug and say, you either accept me or you reject me, it¡¯s your loss or your gain. Charlotte also has attachment problems, though she may seem detached. She is actually a bit attached, but that¡¯s only with her friends. When it comes to boys, she¡¯ll able to part with them quite easily. Charlotte is a big time adventurer who craves to see the world. She loves different cultures and history, especially ancient ones around BC Era. She loves reading books and mythology since it gives her a peek into whatever time period and mind of the authors.
Charlotte also loves other creative things such as photography and painting. She is quite a very talented photography and is often seen taking random shots of random people and things. She does not mind being spontaneous and standing out, in fact she loves it. She loves being unique and is someone who hates the norm. She is often seen adoring the smallest flower to a random large tree in the middle of a forest. She is a very fast-learner and is quite sharp. Charlotte has difficulty talking about her emotions, but has great ease writing them down on paper. She loves to doodle and is often seen doing so in class, since she picks things up quickly she¡¯ll often finish her work ahead of time. Charlotte has a big heart for anything cute and adorable and sweets as well. She loves to bake and cook. She also loves animals. Charlotte hates to see injustice and often speaks about how certain things are simply unjust.
FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL
-------------------- AT THE POINT OF NO RETURN.[/color][/font][/center]
NATIONALITY:
French.
HOME TOWN:
Paris.
FINANCIAL STATUS:
Middle class.
PARENTS:
Father: Anthony Tristan Worthington, 49, pure. (deceased)
Mother: Amber Louise Worthington, 47, pure. (deceased)
SIBLINGS:
Erik Micheal Worthington, 27, unknown.
Selene Rosemary Worthington, 29, unknown
Nicholas Carson Worthington, 29, unknown
OTHERS:
Christina Montgomery, 49, journalist, half-blood, adoptive mother.
Michael Montgomery, 51, ministry worker , pure, adoptive father
HISTORY:
The death of Amber and Anthony Worthington was quite shocking the world, especially since the family had been so young and recently Amber had given birth to a beautiful young girl. But it happened and nothing could reverse it, unfortunately neither parent wrote down a name if something was to go wrong for the kids to go to, but then again who would believe that such a happy couple would die so young. So the children were sent off to orphanages in Paris, Selene and Nicholas were the only ones who got adopted together but then again they were the only ones who could fight about being separated. They were seven the last time Charlotte saw them and she never actually did see them again, despite their promises with necklaces that their Mother gave to all of them. A few years after staying together Eric was adopted and Charlotte was left all along, of course Eric tried to fight to get Charlotte adopted as well, but the couple only wanted one child and they wanted a child not a toddler.
Charlotte was then left all alone and alone she was for many years to come. Though she was a charming and sweet young lady who said her pleases and thank yous, no one seemed to want her. Perhaps it was because of the odd aura that came from her, but whatever it was it seemed no one wanted the child. Finally after seven years of waiting, a lovely couple, a couple that seemed enchanted by the odd aura that surrounded the young girl, took Charlotte. Little did she know the couple were actually magical beings themselves, it shocked Charlotte but it also excited her. Since as a little girl, she had been amazed by the world of magic that appeared in books. The books about magic also made her feel at home and that was how she felt with Christiana and Michael Montgomery. Christiana and Michael let Charlotte do everything she ever wanted to do, but was unable to do at the orphanage. The list was endless. It ranged from learning ballet to owning a camera to traveling to different countries.
While Charlotte was doing everything she wanted, her magical gift began to show, but it was not the first time. Back at the orphanage she had been able to see ghosts, which no one over at the orphanage was able to see. At times people there just past it off as Charlotte going through one of those stages where she had an invisible friend, but it was not. After realizing that no one would truly believe her, for whatever reason, she never told a soul again. Charlotte developed a difficulty to trust at a young age, but the young couple changed all that as they did do everything as promised. So life for Charlotte was turning for the better, so far. And when she turned ten years old, the family was forced to move to London. It hurt Charlotte to move away from Paris, but she went along with it since she knew she needed Christiana and Michael. But once they moved, Christiana and Michael both began to work. Charlotte became a bit lonesome, but never complained. When she was eleven, she got her acceptance letter to Hogwarts and she was happy to go. Her parents were delighted at her decision since Charlotte hadn¡¯t been around many other children other than the ones at the orphanage.
When she arrvied at Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat comtemplated whether to put the her in Gryffindor or Hufflepuff. Eventually she was sorted into the Gryffindor house. For the first three years at Hogwarts she didn't speak to any of her classmates or fellow Gryffindors. She was afraid that if she put her trust in them they would just leave her just like her siblings did. So for those three years she focused on her studies. Charlotte finally began talking to other students during her fourth year. She didn't want to be friendless and have everyone think she was mute the whole time she was at Hogwarts. At first she was a bit shy and stuttered quite a bit, but eventually she began to talk without stuttering. She made some friends but most of them were just regular friends, and only two of them were close friends. She continued to try to make more friends, yet still focusing on her studies.
Charlotte is currently in her seventh year at Hogwarts with dreams of becoming a healer when she leaves Hogwarts. She's still trying to focus on her studies, especially the classes that would help her reach her dream. Though she's still wants to have a social life too.
SEE WHO I AM
-------------------- BREAK THROUGH THE SURFACE.[/color][/font][/center]
ALIAS:
Becca.
RP EXPERIENCE:
Two and a half years.
OTHER CHARACTERS:
None yet.
CODE WORD:
ADMIN EDIT!
SAMPLE POST:
To most people Kayla seemed to keep to herself and dislike company. That was partly true. The brunette certainly did keep to herself but she did enjoy company. It wasn't just that she didn't like being in large groups of people. It made her uncomfortable and often left out when it came to making conversations. Kayla was not a person of many words, unless you knew her quite well, which many people didn't. She really wanted to make friends and let people in, but the brunette was afraid that they would betray her in some way. She also lacked in friendship building skills that so many people seemed to have developed at a young age. A skill that the girl still hasn¡¯t acquired yet and she hated that. Whenever she talked to someone, most of the time she only uttered one or two words during the whole conversation. The brunette was a listener, not a speaker. If someone had forced to speak in front of a big group of people, she would probably just stammer through the whole thing.
She couldn't remember how her fear of speaking in front of people began. When she was younger she use to be the most talkative person on earth, or at least that was what her siblings told her. Kayla wasn't even sure if that was true. For a long time she had believed that they were lying and made up that story just so the brunette could feel better about herself. How could they remember that she was talkative when she couldn't herself? Eventually she believed them though. There had to be a time when she didn't have a fear of speaking in front of people. Maybe her fear started with her parents. Now that Kayla could believe. They weren't the best parents in the world. In fact she couldn't remember if there was a time where she had said good things about her parents instead of just criticizing them. She seemed to be doing that extremely often now days. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't find a good thing to say about them now was it? The girl had spent all the time at Hogwarts convincing herself that her parents had brought this on themselves. Which was so far from the truth, but there was no convincing the girl otherwise.
Kayla had woken up earlier this morning and was determined to finish reading her pile of books today. She has had those books since two days ago, and she often got frustrated when she didn't finish reading all her books in a day or less. It made the brunette calmer in a sense and it made her less irritable for the rest of the day. Books were the girl¡¯s best friend. Books were her only best friends. It was true that she talked to many people and seemed to be close to a select few of them, but Kayla didn't consider then friends. In her book you had to open up to people to have them considered as friends. Others may not believe that, but the brunette was firm when it comes to her beliefs. A lot of people have told her that she could be as stubborn as a mule sometimes, and the girl took it as a compliment. She had a knack for taking most things that she didn't want to hear into compliments, even if they weren't necessarily insults. Sometimes she had a habit of over exaggerating things.
Right now she could be found sitting in a chair in the common room reading. Currently she was reading a book about a zombie apocalypse her older brother had gotten her on a trip to America. Kayla had been so mad at him at that time for not bring her along, that he had promised to bring her something back. She had wanted a book, but a book about a zombie apocalypse was not what she had meant. It was something for her younger brother, who was into bugs and other stuff boys seemed into at that age. But now that she was reading the book, it wasn't that bad, but she was never going to admit it to her older brother. She would rather die than admit to him that he was right. Not only did the brunette hated being wrong, but her brother was so damn smug when she admitted that she was wrong. Kayla continued reading and was almost done with another chapter, when it suddenly became loud in the common room. It seemed as though everyone else had woken up know and the common room was now turning into a social event of some kind. She sighed and carefully inserted a bookmark and closed the book. If she was ever going to finish this book, she was going to have to finish it somewhere quieter.
Kayla stepped out of the common room and began to search for a quiet place. Of course there was always the library, but most of the time there was more talking and socializing than reading and studying. After some searching, she finally found a quiet hallways where there didn¡¯t seem to be too many people around. The brunette sat down against the wall and was about to open her book and finish her book, when she spotted Lysander, who was reading. Now Kayla was someone who usually didn¡¯t disturb someone, especially when that person was reading, but she hadn¡¯t talked to him for a long time, and the brunette also enjoyed his company. Despite the fact that Lysander always got nervous around her, and she didn¡¯t know why, but she found him to be quite intelligent, unlike some people she knew. She stood up and walked to where he was. ¡°Hi Lysander,¡± Kayla said softly, and poked him gently on the arm just in case he didn¡¯t hear her, which she was pretty certain he didn¡¯t.
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She couldn't remember how her fear of speaking in front of people began. When she was younger she use to be the most talkative person on earth, or at least that was what her siblings told her. Kayla wasn't even sure if that was true. For a long time she had believed that they were lying and made up that story just so the brunette could feel better about herself. How could they remember that she was talkative when she couldn't herself? Eventually she believed them though. There had to be a time when she didn't have a fear of speaking in front of people. Maybe her fear started with her parents. Now that Kayla could believe. They weren't the best parents in the world. In fact she couldn't remember if there was a time where she had said good things about her parents instead of just criticizing them. She seemed to be doing that extremely often now days. It wasn't her fault that she couldn't find a good thing to say about them now was it? The girl had spent all the time at Hogwarts convincing herself that her parents had brought this on themselves. Which was so far from the truth, but there was no convincing the girl otherwise.
Kayla had woken up earlier this morning and was determined to finish reading her pile of books today. She has had those books since two days ago, and she often got frustrated when she didn't finish reading all her books in a day or less. It made the brunette calmer in a sense and it made her less irritable for the rest of the day. Books were the girl¡¯s best friend. Books were her only best friends. It was true that she talked to many people and seemed to be close to a select few of them, but Kayla didn't consider then friends. In her book you had to open up to people to have them considered as friends. Others may not believe that, but the brunette was firm when it comes to her beliefs. A lot of people have told her that she could be as stubborn as a mule sometimes, and the girl took it as a compliment. She had a knack for taking most things that she didn't want to hear into compliments, even if they weren't necessarily insults. Sometimes she had a habit of over exaggerating things.
Right now she could be found sitting in a chair in the common room reading. Currently she was reading a book about a zombie apocalypse her older brother had gotten her on a trip to America. Kayla had been so mad at him at that time for not bring her along, that he had promised to bring her something back. She had wanted a book, but a book about a zombie apocalypse was not what she had meant. It was something for her younger brother, who was into bugs and other stuff boys seemed into at that age. But now that she was reading the book, it wasn't that bad, but she was never going to admit it to her older brother. She would rather die than admit to him that he was right. Not only did the brunette hated being wrong, but her brother was so damn smug when she admitted that she was wrong. Kayla continued reading and was almost done with another chapter, when it suddenly became loud in the common room. It seemed as though everyone else had woken up know and the common room was now turning into a social event of some kind. She sighed and carefully inserted a bookmark and closed the book. If she was ever going to finish this book, she was going to have to finish it somewhere quieter.
Kayla stepped out of the common room and began to search for a quiet place. Of course there was always the library, but most of the time there was more talking and socializing than reading and studying. After some searching, she finally found a quiet hallways where there didn¡¯t seem to be too many people around. The brunette sat down against the wall and was about to open her book and finish her book, when she spotted Lysander, who was reading. Now Kayla was someone who usually didn¡¯t disturb someone, especially when that person was reading, but she hadn¡¯t talked to him for a long time, and the brunette also enjoyed his company. Despite the fact that Lysander always got nervous around her, and she didn¡¯t know why, but she found him to be quite intelligent, unlike some people she knew. She stood up and walked to where he was. ¡°Hi Lysander,¡± Kayla said softly, and poked him gently on the arm just in case he didn¡¯t hear her, which she was pretty certain he didn¡¯t.
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