Post by Billie Ackerman on Oct 25, 2008 1:54:20 GMT 1
[I've decided to stick with what I know for this one. Warning: Horses Imminent.]
Introducing...
Name:
Barbra "Billie" Ackerman
Age:
Feb 13, 15
Gender:
15
Year:
5th
Birthplace:
Glasgow, Scotland
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Blood:
Half-blood
Relatives:
Pets:
A brown desexed male classic tabby, breed unknown. He fancies himself a bit of a big, wild sabre-toothed tiger and constantly tries to stalk everything in sight. He doesn't seem to favour Billie over anyone else though, after all, in his attention whore brain there's enough of him to go around.
[Meet Kossie]
Wand Type:
Beech and Dragon Heartstring
Steady, strict and strong. Especially good for transfiguration and complex workings in general, less suitable for charms. May point to owners obsession with books and his/her connection to working with written sources and to gaining and preserving information in general. Suits well for active magical defence and combat, and for focusing of energy. Suitable for dark arts for it can successfully deal with ancient curses.
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Varies. Naturally brown.
Eye Colour:
Varies. Naturally brown.
Build:
Slender, but not weak
Skin Tone:
Varies. Naturally a mildly tanned Caucasian.
Height:
Varies. 5'5" naturally.
Dress Style:
At school Billie is rarely, if ever, seen without her Hogwarts robes. However she's not particularly a fan of the rest of the uniform, the skirt especially since she's accustomed to not wearing them. If she can get away with different clothing underneath it's usually just a shirt usually vibrant purples, blues, greens, reds and such, and a pair of ordinary jeans. She developed the habit of wearing muggle clothes because when trudging through mud and horseshit, wellington boots and pants are a lot of efficent than robes, impervius charms notwithstanding. Also, jeans where literally invented for horseriding, and they're a lot cheaper than jodpurs.
Specifics:
She somehow doesn't look quite the same as yesterday, or magically changed eye and hair colours overnight. As a metamorphmagus, Billie has a power most teenage girls would kill their grandmothers for: the ability to change her appearance at will. Zits, gone. Crooked nose, dealt with. Tiny lips, plumped. The look she usually goes with usually is a bit of a modification on her actual appearance.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual. Scared of lesbians, loves gay men.
Self Image:
Billie is actually quite happy with herself. Sure, there are the usual insecurities of 'did I pick the right top?' and 'does he think I'm funny?', but she's mostly pretty confident and always on the lookout for people.
To the Outward Eye:
Billie tries to be nice, but can probably come off as a bit rude without meaning to and she's prone to know-it-all-ism. Doesn't matter what you come up with though, she's probably up for it, even if she does have a tendency to bite off more than she can chew.
Social Status:
Billie drifts. She tries to be friends with everyone and that¡¦s probably her undoing, as she hasn't settled in with a group yet. She has some sort of phobia to the concept of being disliked, because after all, she's "too amazing" for that (in her own words). Though her way of making friends back (annoying them still they talk to her again) probably isn't the greatest.
Positive Traits:
Negative Traits:
Skills:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Patronus:
A horse. They tend to go crazy if left on their own for long, manage to do exactly what you don't want them to do at any given time, work best when in a group with an established chain of command, freak out over everything, and only focus on one thing at any given time. Hell, Billie basically IS a horse.
Boggart:
Acromantula. Why? They're fucking creepy, that’s why. It's also interchangeable with herself as a failure, or dead, or a vampire or a werewolf, or failed tests, or herself with a deadly, incurable disease. Basically whatever is freaking her out most for that week. It varies a lot, and I mean a lot.
World Passing By
Subjects:
Astronomy – E (<--This is KILLING her)
Care of Magical Creatures – O
Charms – O
Defence Against the Dark Arts – O
Transfiguration – O
History of Magic – E (<-- This too)
Herbology – O
Potions – O
Muggle Studies – O
Report:
A pleasant, hard working student. Has a tendency to talk in class a too much. Is fulfilling her potential in all courses. Needs to stop blaming the teachers when marks come back that aren’t to her standard.
Personal Statement:
Billie’s more fond of subjects that involve a fair amount of practical, such as herbology, transfiguration and charms than theory based subjects such as History of Magic. Despite that she still tries her best, because she knows in the end, everything is important.
History:
Billie was born in a rural area of Scotland, some way away from any signs of civilisation. The place had numerous anti-muggle charms on it to boost security as well. If you were a muggle, the house didn’t exist. There was quite a good reason for it however. Imagine going camping, straying across a regular looking equine facility only to discover that all the horses had wings.
Billie’s family lived and worked at the same place, specialising in breeding top quality performance Aethonans, chestnut coloured winged horses and the breed of choice in the United Kingdom. Despite the high price fetched by their yearlings, the place has lost a lot of money in the last few years due to rising cost of feed and lowered demand for the breed. In an attempt to combat this they purchased four several thousand dollar Granian’s (lighter and faster than the Aethonans, grey in colour) to tap into a new market.
Billies life has been something a lot of girls would kill for. Her parents are together, she owns a goddamn flying horse and her parents breed others, she can do magic, she can change her appearance, yadda yadda. Had you asked Billie about it as a child, she’d have listed you a whole lot of imaginary problems and complained about how horrible things were. After all, her flying horse was annoying yesterday and Daddy wouldn’t get her a new broom and she couldn’t go the Sally’s house because Daddy was mean and she was MISUNDERSTOOD! PITY HER!
A little life experience and maturity have thankfully gone a long way, but the spoilt brat still shines though a lot. Hogwarts has actually done a lot for her, specifically teaching her that she can’t always get everything on a silver platter. She’s in her 5th year now, and going strong.
Roleplay Sample:
Okay, Professor Longbottom was just kidding with them now, right? Any minute now he was going to get these horrible, nasty snappy plants with flailing tentacles and venus flytrap heads with TEETH away, tell them he was just joking and they were actually going to water daisies. Billie would feel the colour draining her face in a way that had nothing to do with being a metamorphmagus. What did he call these things? Venomous Tentacula?
Wait, VENOMOUS? Oh hell no!
Still, it’s not like she had a choice. Billie approached the demon plant slowly, staring so hard it almost looked like she thought blinking was going to provoke it. Her hands were shaking and she could feel the water banging the side of the watering can. A quick glance showed a few students had already approached to do the task at hand, but a few others, like herself, were holding back. She wanted her wand so she could blast the thing to hell if it went for her, but Professor Longbottom might not be too enthused with the idea. Crazy plantman.
Holding her offering of dead rat out, palm flat, like she was instructed, Billie almost whimpered in terror as the plant launched a vine forwards and snatched it, shoving the little animals broken body into its greedy little mouth. Taking the distraction, Billie leapt forwards quickly and rather than water it properly, turned the can upside down over the pot and spilt it all in at once. In a flash she was out of the Tentacula’s range, shrinking against the wall of the greenhouse and holding the watering can so tight her knuckles had gone white.
NEVER. AGAIN.
Out of Character
Name:
Illu
Name of Playby:
Kimberly82212 on Model Mayhem
Other Characters:
Tenebrus, Vivian and Diana
How you found Hex:
Nasty admin who bully me into things.
Introducing...
Name:
Barbra "Billie" Ackerman
Age:
Feb 13, 15
Gender:
15
Year:
5th
Birthplace:
Glasgow, Scotland
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Blood:
Half-blood
Relatives:
- [Father] Jason Ackerman [Muggleborn]
- [Mother] Hayley Ackerman [Half Blood]
- [Older Brother] David Ackerman [Out of Hogwarts]
- [Middle Brother] Jason Ackerman [Out of Hogwarts]
Pets:
A brown desexed male classic tabby, breed unknown. He fancies himself a bit of a big, wild sabre-toothed tiger and constantly tries to stalk everything in sight. He doesn't seem to favour Billie over anyone else though, after all, in his attention whore brain there's enough of him to go around.
[Meet Kossie]
Wand Type:
Beech and Dragon Heartstring
Steady, strict and strong. Especially good for transfiguration and complex workings in general, less suitable for charms. May point to owners obsession with books and his/her connection to working with written sources and to gaining and preserving information in general. Suits well for active magical defence and combat, and for focusing of energy. Suitable for dark arts for it can successfully deal with ancient curses.
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Varies. Naturally brown.
Eye Colour:
Varies. Naturally brown.
Build:
Slender, but not weak
Skin Tone:
Varies. Naturally a mildly tanned Caucasian.
Height:
Varies. 5'5" naturally.
Dress Style:
At school Billie is rarely, if ever, seen without her Hogwarts robes. However she's not particularly a fan of the rest of the uniform, the skirt especially since she's accustomed to not wearing them. If she can get away with different clothing underneath it's usually just a shirt usually vibrant purples, blues, greens, reds and such, and a pair of ordinary jeans. She developed the habit of wearing muggle clothes because when trudging through mud and horseshit, wellington boots and pants are a lot of efficent than robes, impervius charms notwithstanding. Also, jeans where literally invented for horseriding, and they're a lot cheaper than jodpurs.
Specifics:
She somehow doesn't look quite the same as yesterday, or magically changed eye and hair colours overnight. As a metamorphmagus, Billie has a power most teenage girls would kill their grandmothers for: the ability to change her appearance at will. Zits, gone. Crooked nose, dealt with. Tiny lips, plumped. The look she usually goes with usually is a bit of a modification on her actual appearance.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual. Scared of lesbians, loves gay men.
Self Image:
Billie is actually quite happy with herself. Sure, there are the usual insecurities of 'did I pick the right top?' and 'does he think I'm funny?', but she's mostly pretty confident and always on the lookout for people.
To the Outward Eye:
Billie tries to be nice, but can probably come off as a bit rude without meaning to and she's prone to know-it-all-ism. Doesn't matter what you come up with though, she's probably up for it, even if she does have a tendency to bite off more than she can chew.
Social Status:
Billie drifts. She tries to be friends with everyone and that¡¦s probably her undoing, as she hasn't settled in with a group yet. She has some sort of phobia to the concept of being disliked, because after all, she's "too amazing" for that (in her own words). Though her way of making friends back (annoying them still they talk to her again) probably isn't the greatest.
Positive Traits:
- Patient :: Actually, you can insult me all day. You’ll get bored eventually. Run along now.
- Smart :: Richard the Lionheart actually couldn’t speak English, you know. He lived in France his whole reign except when he was bashing up Muslims, because France represented more territories and armies and...
- Analytical :: Billie's main weapon is logic. She'll examine everything inside out before deciding anything.
- Courageous :: Not something you'd think of her, as Billie seems to panic at everything, and when she freaks out she freaks out hard. Courage however, is not the absence of fear, but rather being scared shitless and going on anyway.
- Persistent :: What? You don't want to lend me your Quicksilver 300 Omega top of the line Racing Broom? Never mind, you'll crack eventually.
- Confident :: Billie is very sure of herself, likely to fault. It means she’ll take the first step where others won’t, but, if she thinks she’s right about something it makes her stubborn as hell.
- Controlled :: Very precise in everything she does, never doing more than necessary at once and keeps her head in a fight.
- Competitive :: What, YOU got an O in Potions? No way you’re beating me in anything!
- Intuitive :: Good at guessing things about people, or at least ones she knows decently well enough.
- Creative :: Hey, how many people would be daring enough to use women’s sanity napkins as leg bandages for horses? They actually do work well for that you know.
- Supportive :: Moral support mostly, emotional support, sometimes.
- Ambitious :: Billie wants to be a healer at St. Mungo’s, which isn’t exactly an easy field to get into and she will run you down if you get in her way.
Negative Traits:
- Know it all :: And actually most people get it wrong, Iranians aren’t actually Arabs. Oh, and you’re holding your wand wrong for that charm. And that sentence wasn’t grammatically correct either.
- Vain :: Oh my GOD, that girl has the straightest nose ever! Not fair! She wasn’t be prettier! Wait a sec... there, is my nose prettier now?
- Detached :: Billie has an extremely scientific view of the world which can sometimes result in her not treating people as people, but rather as subjects. After all, your happiness is just a chemical, and Marius being an arse to everyone is just him trying to establish his status as the alpha male.
- Socially Dependant :: Billie needs people around her at all times. Really everything she is just her acting for an audience to get reactions, so you separate her from everyone she just feels extremely lost and goes quiet, suddenly unsure of what to do with herself.
- Motormouth :: Translation, never shuts up. Ever. Especially if you get her started on something, and the keywords for starting a ramble on only one topic are now about 512 and counting.
- Annoying :: As if all the stuff mentioned in these negative traits would point to her being anything else.
- Ungrateful :: Yeah, the handmade card you put all your love and effort into is nice, but, but, Veronica got me this awesome new schoolbag, so...
- Argumentative :: What do mean the egg came before the chicken? An egg can’t survive without something to warm it so the chicken had to come first to inclubate it! No, no, no! Don't keep talking! My logic is superior!
- Easily Terrifed :: The confidence really only extends to the point until she thinks she’s going to get injured in some way. Oh, and spiders are scary too. And boggarts. And the postman.
- Pessimistic :: Oh God, you only wrote four page of parchment in the exam and not five? Sorry due, you are totally failing this, you can’t fit everything in only four pages!
- Hypocrite :: Dude, you have got to shut up and stop talking so much because really, no one wants to hear it. How can anyone possibly think talking for three hours about cars is interesting? Huh? I did NOT do that about flying horses this morning!
- Sheep :: What? Midriff tops are back in again among non-conformists? Hang on, I think I got one in my trunk somewhere. Ha, there it is! Now I’m not conforming!
Skills:
- Horse Sense :: After living around horses your whole life, you start to recognise the little signs of things like when they're uncomfortable or annoyed with something, and make a fairly educated guess as to what's causing it.
- Time Management :: Doesn't matter how much you lug her with, Billie will analyse it, write up timetables, get a stopwatch, and have everything done with time to spare.
- Nonverbal Communication :: She can voluntarily swap her body language to anything she wants and make it look creepily natural. It’s another skill borne from horse work. The second you start looking pissed or frightened, some horses will start panicking and 1,100 pounds of nervous animal is not a good thing to have on your hands.
- Teamwork :: Billie is a people person, and naturally she does best working in groups. She's quite happy to let other people take control, but if she's not satisfied with their leadership she'll keep butting in until she takes over. She pulls her weight, but gets very angry when other people don't pull theirs. She's also community minded and agrees what's best for the group is better than what's best for the individual, though, this isn't always a good thing (that was basically what Communism was founded on, and where that went).
- Study :: Billie's study skills are beyond par. She can get a book, flick open a page and have the information she needs in about two seconds flat.
Likes:
- SCIENCEZOMG :: Learnlearnlearnlearnlearn. Psychology is awesome in particular (and Biology and Physics and Behavioural and Environmental sciences and Veterinary science and ahahahahaha! Squee!), but wizards don’t seem to need (or care for) it so she clings an awful lot to muggle books on the subjects.
- Horses :: Preferably the magical kind, with wings. She understands them quite well.
- Praise :: How to get Billie to like you: 1) Tell her she’s awesome. 2) Tell her she’s awesome. 3) Tell her she’s awesome.
- Exotic Animals :: You have an owl? Well, unless it breathes fire, it’s not that cool.
- Music :: Just like, oh, any teenager ever.
Dislikes:
- Idiots :: Or, anyone she thinks is an idiot anyway. Billie usually manages to keep her temper until someone says something stupid, and not in a cute way. Ranting imminent.
- Mornings :: What? It’s 11am? Ergh, ten more minutes.
- Idris :: Seriously? The guy is an ass. Billie’s clever theory is that he’s actually a Death Eater who had to become a friend with benefits to McGonagall in order to get hired, and she’ll tell that to anyone who’ll listen. If only that crazy Thestral he sets on the students would eat him already.
- Strong Perfume :: Argh! Hiss! Noo! I need my nostrils to live, damnit!
- Adults :: Just like, oh, every teenager ever.
Patronus:
A horse. They tend to go crazy if left on their own for long, manage to do exactly what you don't want them to do at any given time, work best when in a group with an established chain of command, freak out over everything, and only focus on one thing at any given time. Hell, Billie basically IS a horse.
Boggart:
Acromantula. Why? They're fucking creepy, that’s why. It's also interchangeable with herself as a failure, or dead, or a vampire or a werewolf, or failed tests, or herself with a deadly, incurable disease. Basically whatever is freaking her out most for that week. It varies a lot, and I mean a lot.
World Passing By
Subjects:
Astronomy – E (<--This is KILLING her)
Care of Magical Creatures – O
Charms – O
Defence Against the Dark Arts – O
Transfiguration – O
History of Magic – E (<-- This too)
Herbology – O
Potions – O
Muggle Studies – O
Report:
A pleasant, hard working student. Has a tendency to talk in class a too much. Is fulfilling her potential in all courses. Needs to stop blaming the teachers when marks come back that aren’t to her standard.
Personal Statement:
Billie’s more fond of subjects that involve a fair amount of practical, such as herbology, transfiguration and charms than theory based subjects such as History of Magic. Despite that she still tries her best, because she knows in the end, everything is important.
History:
Billie was born in a rural area of Scotland, some way away from any signs of civilisation. The place had numerous anti-muggle charms on it to boost security as well. If you were a muggle, the house didn’t exist. There was quite a good reason for it however. Imagine going camping, straying across a regular looking equine facility only to discover that all the horses had wings.
Billie’s family lived and worked at the same place, specialising in breeding top quality performance Aethonans, chestnut coloured winged horses and the breed of choice in the United Kingdom. Despite the high price fetched by their yearlings, the place has lost a lot of money in the last few years due to rising cost of feed and lowered demand for the breed. In an attempt to combat this they purchased four several thousand dollar Granian’s (lighter and faster than the Aethonans, grey in colour) to tap into a new market.
Billies life has been something a lot of girls would kill for. Her parents are together, she owns a goddamn flying horse and her parents breed others, she can do magic, she can change her appearance, yadda yadda. Had you asked Billie about it as a child, she’d have listed you a whole lot of imaginary problems and complained about how horrible things were. After all, her flying horse was annoying yesterday and Daddy wouldn’t get her a new broom and she couldn’t go the Sally’s house because Daddy was mean and she was MISUNDERSTOOD! PITY HER!
A little life experience and maturity have thankfully gone a long way, but the spoilt brat still shines though a lot. Hogwarts has actually done a lot for her, specifically teaching her that she can’t always get everything on a silver platter. She’s in her 5th year now, and going strong.
Roleplay Sample:
Okay, Professor Longbottom was just kidding with them now, right? Any minute now he was going to get these horrible, nasty snappy plants with flailing tentacles and venus flytrap heads with TEETH away, tell them he was just joking and they were actually going to water daisies. Billie would feel the colour draining her face in a way that had nothing to do with being a metamorphmagus. What did he call these things? Venomous Tentacula?
Wait, VENOMOUS? Oh hell no!
Still, it’s not like she had a choice. Billie approached the demon plant slowly, staring so hard it almost looked like she thought blinking was going to provoke it. Her hands were shaking and she could feel the water banging the side of the watering can. A quick glance showed a few students had already approached to do the task at hand, but a few others, like herself, were holding back. She wanted her wand so she could blast the thing to hell if it went for her, but Professor Longbottom might not be too enthused with the idea. Crazy plantman.
Holding her offering of dead rat out, palm flat, like she was instructed, Billie almost whimpered in terror as the plant launched a vine forwards and snatched it, shoving the little animals broken body into its greedy little mouth. Taking the distraction, Billie leapt forwards quickly and rather than water it properly, turned the can upside down over the pot and spilt it all in at once. In a flash she was out of the Tentacula’s range, shrinking against the wall of the greenhouse and holding the watering can so tight her knuckles had gone white.
NEVER. AGAIN.
Out of Character
Name:
Illu
Name of Playby:
Kimberly82212 on Model Mayhem
Other Characters:
Tenebrus, Vivian and Diana
How you found Hex:
Nasty admin who bully me into things.
