Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2018 12:04:52 GMT -7
hello there, my name is Priscilla Rosier but you can call me Prissy or Cilla. i'm a/an Ravenclaw and 15 so that makes me a 5th year at Hogwarts. You could say I'm intelligent, knowledgeable, and witty, but I personally think that I am spoiled, inventive, and devoted. People say I look a lot like Sonia Ben Ammar, but I don't really see it...
Priscilla Amalia Rosier
pronunciation:
/prɪˈsɪlə əˈmɑli.ə ʁo.zje/
nickname:
Prissy, Cilla
age:
15
date of birth:
December 30, 2008
gender & pronouns:
Cisgender female; she/her pronouns
blood status:
Pure-blood
sexuality:
Heterosexual
schooling:
Hogwarts - Ravenclaw
occupation:
While currently still in school, Priscilla hopes to marry and have plenty of free time to devote to her academic pursuits, especially her potioneering.
wand:
7 inches, chestnut, dragon heartstring core, hard
playby:
Sonia Ben Ammar
appearance:
Priscilla stands at 5’7” in height and is of a slim build. She has dark brown hair and blue eyes, as well as a relatively fair complexion. She doesn’t have any noticeable scars, though she does have both earlobes pierced.
Even when in her school uniform, Priscilla generally wears makeup, especially lipstick. She does generally stretch the uniform guidelines as far as she can, in an attempt to make it look more appealing. Outside of her uniform, Priscilla tends to wear mostly dresses and skirts, as well as wizarding robes.
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personality
likes:
Potions, being showered with attention, toads, reading and books in general, fashion, makeup, Acid Pops, bubble baths, perfume, peanut butter
dislikes:
Doing chores for herself, Muggles, blood traitors, cold showers, tea without milk in it, blood sausage, dirty cauldrons, disorganization, Muggle Studies, house-elves
erised:
Priscilla would see herself as wealthy or wealthier than she is currently, happily married with children, and hopefully with a line of cosmetic potions.
amortentia:
Rosewater, Riley Fudge’s shampoo, chocolate
boggart:
Priscilla most fears somehow being left penniless.
overall personality:
Being of a certain elevated status and dignified upbringing, Priscilla generally comes across precisely as her family would expect: well-mannered, poised, and perfectly ladylike. This is, however, assuming that the girl is interacting with someone whom she deems to be of the same caliber as she—otherwise, she’ll probably talk about them behind their back later on.
Even though she would be more likely to say that she is conscious of her image, Priscilla is also a little conceited. While not Veela-level attractive, she knows she is pretty and doesn’t mind flirtation if it gets her something she wants. While she was more “boy crazy” prior to her engagement, she’s shifted that in the direction of her fiancé. She does truly love him, though she’s fairly demanding of his time and energy.
Priscilla is more than just a pretty face, though, if one can look past her vanity and distaste for those who aren’t pure-blooded. She is incredibly intelligent, though there’s no doubt that she soaks up knowledge more than she can actually read other people. Potions and puzzles come easily to her, and she gets frustrated with those who don’t know what they’re doing.
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personal history
mother:
Agrippina Rosier, 57, socialite, pure-blood witch
father:
Eustace Rosier, 70, information broker, pure-blood wizard
siblings:
_____ Rosier, 36, open occupation, Pure-blood wizard
_____ (née Rosier), 32, open occupation, Pure-blood witch
_____ Rosier, 29, open occupation, Pure-blood wizard
_____ Rosier, 27, open occupation, Pure-blood wizard
_____ (née Rosier), 25, open occupation, Pure-blood witch
pets:
Jacques, 4, male natterjack toad
history:
With a nine-year age difference between her and her next-oldest sibling, Priscilla Rosier was not planned for, though one would never know it by how much the girl’s parents doted on her. It had been some time since there had been an infant in the household, and Priscilla was treated like a princess. Being that her family was considerably wealthy, it wasn’t a problem, either.
As she grew older and began to develop wants and opinions of her own, Priscilla grew increasingly demanding. She got what she wanted without question, short of the pet dragon that she had wanted when she was about four years old. For a child who received everything she desired, however, what she primarily desired was knowledge.
From the time that she learned to read, Priscilla surrounded herself with books. She adored The Tales of Beedle the Bard, though, as soon as she was old enough to understand them, she would also read her siblings’ old school books. Priscilla had no shortage of time to do so, particularly because she was too young to participate in many of the events that her parents and siblings attended.
Usually ushered off to wherever the other children were being kept, she would generally keep to herself, reading a book if she was allowed one. The added benefit was that reading kept her from getting into anything that she shouldn’t have, and there were more than a few things in which her parents and older siblings were involved that were best left unsaid.
As Priscilla neared school age, she became more aware of her family’s connections to the Dark Arts, though there was nothing particularly alarming about it, in her mind. It was just the way that things were within her family’s circles—a little corruption here, a few interesting associations there. House-elves and blood purist ideology were perfectly normal aspects of Priscilla’s life, nor did she think much of it once she arrived at Hogwarts.
A near Hatstall between Ravenclaw and Slytherin, Priscilla was ultimately Sorted into Ravenclaw House, which she didn’t mind. Now that she was in school, she could put all of that time she had spent reading to good use. She quickly discovered, however, that her talent was in Potions and that it was much more interesting to learn about magic when it was something that she could physically perform.
Life at Hogwarts certainly wasn’t perfect, however. Like multiple generations before hers, Priscilla and her classmates weren’t exempt from the horrors of the outside world. Murders became eerily normal, though Priscilla was never too worried for her own safety. She was a pure-blood, after all, and from a family that didn’t mix with the likes of those who had been targeted.
By her fourth year, Priscilla had made her way into the Purifiers, herself. She was on good terms with most of the other members, whom she had known at least by name prior to her joining them. At around the same time, she had become more involved in her schoolwork, working on how she might be able to eventually develop a line of cosmetic potions. Although she was doubtful that she would ever need to make money off of the idea, it was fun to toy with and experiment when she could.
Of everything that had happened in her years at school, Priscilla thought that the Triwizard Tournament was certainly the most interesting. The pomp and circumstance of the whole thing was entertaining, and having some foreign boys to stare at was a plus. The way it had all ended was a shame, she thought; she wouldn’t have minded keeping in touch with some of their visitors.
Not long after the news broke that another group of foreigners—the students from Ilvermorny—world be joining them at Hogwarts for the following year, Priscilla got some news of her own: Her parents had arranged for her marriage to Riley Fudge. It wasn’t anything too unexpected; her siblings had been through the same thing when they had been her age, and she had anticipated some sort of arrangement for some time.
Being attached to the Fudge name would give them the political connections her family sought, and Priscilla was happy to find that her fiancé was someone she knew—at least through his younger sister. As far as the pool of eligible pure-blood boys went, Riley wasn’t a bad choice at all, and Priscilla would have been lying if she hadn’t occasionally fancied him.
The two were properly introduced to one another on the night before their return to school, and—from that point on—Priscilla became virtually attached to her fiancé’s hip. She was, and is, genuinely thrilled to be marrying him, looking forward to what their future together will be like.
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alias
name:
Audrey
age:
20
time zone:
Good question anymore…
reference:
Current member!
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