Post by Billie Ackerman on Dec 1, 2009 11:07:15 GMT 1
17 , female, heterosexual (scared of lesbians but thinks gay guys are the hottest thing EVER), halfblood, student
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Height: 5’6”
Build: Average
Wand: Beech and Dragon Heartstring.
Steady, strict and strong. Especially good for transfiguration and complex workings in general, less suitable for charms. May point to owner’s 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.
Patronus: A horse. Her memory is first time she won a horse show, because everyone made this huge deal out of it.
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.
Dementor: Any time a family member died, or when her first ever pony had to be put down for age related illnesses. She understands it was for the best as the poor boy was suffering, but she still misses him terribly.
Amortentia: Grass, hay, horses and sugar.
Nicknames: Billie. Just, Billie. Call her anything else, odds are she won’t answer. She doesn’t like Belinda or any variation of – too girly.
Clothing Style: In the school grounds Billie is rarely, if ever, seen without her Hogwarts robes. However she's not a fan of the rest of the uniform, the skirt especially. If possible she’ll wear the boys pants instead, or try and get away with muggle clothes underneath. This is usually just a shirt (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 more efficient than robes, impervius charms notwithstanding.
[/font][/ul][/size]the biography
David Ackerman Sr., 54, winged horse breeder/trainer.
Siblings: David Ackerman Jr., 25, winged horse trainer.
James, 21, Racing Broom manufacturer in training.
Relatives: --
Other Important Figures: Joanna Miller, school friend.
Pets:
- Kossie, 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 regards his owner as though she were just anyone else.
- Cas, her Aethonan gelding back home at her parents breeding establishment. He’s getting on in years a bit now, but he used to be a fierce competitor back in the day. Billie hasn’t the heart to dump him for a younger horse.
Pensieve: Billie was born in a rural area of Ireland, far away from any signs of civilisation. The place was heavily guarded with numerous anti-muggle charms, and there was quite a good reason for it too. Imagine going camping, straying across a regular looking horse breeding barn, 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.
Billie’s life has been something a lot of girls would kill for. Her parents are together, she owns a goddamn flying horse, she can do magic, her parents get her anything she wants because she’s the only daughter, 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 (yeah, he got her one last week, but she wanted that new one that just came out!) and she couldn’t go to Sally’s house because Daddy was mean and she was MISUNDERSTOOD! PITY HER!
A little life experience and maturity has gone a long way, but the spoilt brat still shines though now and then. 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 7th year now, and going strong.
[/ul][/size] [/font]the inner workings
- 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 to an awful lot of muggle books on the subjects.
- Horses :: Preferably the magical kind, with wings.
- 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 :: Rock-chick at heart.
- Knowing Things You Don’t :: She’s incredibly vain about her intelligence and has a thing for coming out with random facts on everything, and most irritatingly, she has a penchant for correcting people.
- Coffee :: The drink of liiiiife.
Dislikes:
- Idiots :: Or, anyone she thinks is an idiot anyway. Billie usually manages to keep her temper until someone says something stupid. Ranting imminent.
- Mornings :: What? It’s 3pm already? 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.
- Skirts :: She’s not used to them, and now they just feel weird to wear. Comes from growing up on a farm with two older brothers.
- Not Being Able to Think of the Right Thing :: Right word, right fact, right strategy, whatever. Aaaargh, it’s maddening, and she harps about it for hours afterwards.
Quirks and Habits: Sings when alone, can't stand silences, can walk without making a sound, NEEDS a morning coffee.
Mirror of Erised: To become a famous mediwitch who found the cure for something major. Awards! Prizes! Recognition! Fuck yeeeeah! Also, she still wants to own Aethonans.
In Depth Personality:
- Patient :: Insult me all day, you’ll get bored eventually.
- 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 :: No, hang on a second. Logically for a vampire to survive on blood it would need to consume at least its own bodyweight every 24 hours because the nutritional content of red blood cells...
- 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 :: No, it’s alright dude, I can totally handle this! What do you mean only trained professionals can? Hah, nah, I’ll get it. Watch this!
- Competitive :: What, YOU got an O in Potions? No way you’re beating me in anything!
- Intuitive :: ... Hang on, Dan said something to you didn't he?
- Creative :: Nah, don’t bother buying leg bandages for your horse. Women’s sanitary pads do the same job for a lot cheaper. No, trust me, they actually work.
- Friendly :: Hey, how're things? Been a while since we talked.
- Loyal :: Yeah, I heard that girl saying you were behind that thing that happened in the bathroom. I know it was you, and I'm still pissed off you did it, but I told her it was some Slytherin instead.
- Supportive :: Come on dude, you’ll be fine! You studied all last night didn’t you? This test is going to be begging for you to spare it once you get going!
- Ambitious :: Yeah, I want to be a healer. I know it’s like five years fulltime study and they only accept like four people a year, but my grades are awesome and I can kiss a bit of arse to get there.
- 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! Why can't mine look like that?!
- Socially Dependant :: Thank GOD, there you are! I was like sitting on my own for ten minutes, it was HORRIBLE!
- Motormouth :: No scratch that it was yesterday that I cut my nails and look you can see a chip right there. Speaking of chips, I’m hungry. So are the horses too probably, it’s about three PM so Mum should be off to feed them after the training session. I wonder if Hogwarts should like have a PE program or something cause we don’t really do much but sit here. I love to run actually, I can beat pretty much eeeeveryone cause I have a really quick footspeed and...
- Annoying :: (As if all the stuff mentioned 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 Terrified :: Jesus fucking Christ there is no way in hell I am following you into that dark cave! What if a bat falls on you or something? 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!
- Hypocritical :: 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!
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Experience: I forget. 6-8 years?
Time Zone: +10 EST
How Did You Find Us?: In the fruitloops box.
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