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 Tunesly, Samantha Shea, [explicit language]
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sam, not sammy!
Ravenclaw • fifth year • fifteen
full name;; Samantha (Sam-anth-uh) Shea (shay) Tunesly (toon-slee)
nicknames;; Sam, Sammy, Toony, Loony-Tunesly, Tunesly
gender;; Female
age;; Fifteen
birthdate;; January Seventh
member group;; Ravenclaw
wand;; Willow, 11'2", Phoenix Tail feather
patronus;; Lion
animagus;; Bald Eagle
boggart;; Being adopted by a family who wouldn't let me study magic
dementor;; Watching the guard dog tear up Mr. Waxley (a stuffed cat)
mirror of erised;; For my real, hopefully pure-blooded parents to come back for me.
hair color;; Chestnut
hair length;; A bit past my shoulders
eye color;; Green
height;; 5'8"
weight;; 122.4 lbs
tattoos;; N/a
piercings;; Double pierced ears
distinguishing features;; Well, physically, I've got a really square jaw, and I've got ridiculously small hands and feet. I've got big dimples, and I've been told I have a baby face. -_-
appearance;;
Okay, well, let's go from head to toe-
My hair is pretty long, chestnut colored, as previously mentioned, it goes a little past my scapula. Thanks to good genes, or so I assume, I've got pretty fair, decently clean skin. I don't wear make up. Nope. Not me. No eyeliner, no blush. I've got a really wide nose, and my lips are pretty thin. I've got really round cheeks, but a really bulbous-y chin. I dunno. I've been told a lot that I have a baby face, which annoys me, but whatever.
Compared to my head, I have a HUGE neck. I've got really square shoulders, but they're not huge, like, man shoulders, so it's okay. Although, I really wouldn't mind anyways - I'm kind of a tomboy. I'm not too flat chested, for my body type, anyways. I'm a B-cup. I'm not really curvy, but I've got big hips, and NO ass. How weird is that? My thighs don't touch - which I'm pretty thankful for, and I've got pretty well muscled calves, and, as I also mentioned, I have REALLY tiny feet. I fit into like, a children's five.
mother;; Unknown (orphan)
father;; Unknown
siblings;; Unknown
blood;; Unknown
family history;; I was told as soon as I was old enough to understand that my parents were travelers, and they couldn't take me with them, so they left me at the orphanage. I don't really know much else about them. Someday I will. Someday I'll find out everything about my family.
personal history;; Well, all I can remember is the orphanage. I have no recollection of my parents, the day they dropped me off, or anything like that. My first memory, which, unfortunately, is a bad one, is when I was four years old. I was playing out in the yard with Mr. Waxley, my stuffed calico cat that I've had since I was born...I think, and the guard dog, at the time, was pacing around. I got angry and threw Mr. Waxley, and the dog charged at him, and instantly ripped him to shreds. It was just a doll, I know, but it was the most important thing to me in the world at the time.
I grew up in the orphanage, I was never adopted probably because I wasn't too friendly, and I was, and still am, very picky with possible parents. They were either too poor, too fat, too boring, or too perfect. Among others, this was probably the main reason I'm still in the orphanage. I have lots of friends there, and now that I'm at Hogwarts, I only spend summers there.
I don't think I was the first kid to be accepted into Hogwarts from the orphanage. I can remember very well the look on Ms. Campbell's face as she came into me and my roommate's room with a letter in her hand. "Samantha," She said. I turned to her, I was only eleven. I could feel the fire in my eyes as I glared at her, "It's SAM." I hissed. The woman scoffed, "Sam is short for Samuel, or Samson. It is a boys name. And there should certainly not be any boys in this dormitory!" She hissed. "What do you want?" I retorted. "Well, I brought you a letter. But I think I will bring it back to you when you are in a better mood." I watched with irritation as the fat wench slid the letter, my letter, into her bosom. "Give it here!" I stood up and jumped off my bed, but Ms. Campbell turned quickly and locked me in my room.
I woke up the next day to find Ms. Campbell opening the curtains. My roommates, Ariel, Christine, and Kendra quickly got up and went off to get in line for the showers. I, however, stayed in bed, pretending to be asleep, waiting for my chance to snag my letter.
I jumped ever so slightly when Ms. Campbell shrieked with surprise, as a big, tawny bird swooped in through the window, over her head, and landed on my bed post. He had a letter in his beak. "Rotten bird!" Ms. Campbell mumbled, but she saw the letter as well, clutched in the owl's beak. In big red letters, I saw my name on the front of it, and in the middle, it was waxed shut with a big H.
Ms. Campbell sighed, but didn't react at all when I sat up as quickly as I could and snatched the letter. I ripped it open, and read it, as if it would turn to ash in a moment. "Hogwarts? What's Hogwarts?" I couldn't believe I was actually asking HER of all people, but she sat down on my bed and gave me the straight answer.
I was going to be a witch.
I was always a bit of a trouble maker at the orphanage, and I never really fit in, so I was a bit surprised when Ms. Campbell said she would allow me to go, and she even offered to help me pack up my things.
I remember my first day in Hogwarts, the boating across the lake, walking through those big oak doors for the first time. Meeting Peeves.
I like Peeves.
When I die, I'm gonna be a poltergeist.
I'm really good in Ancient Runes, and now I play Keeper for my quidditch team. Ms. Campbell in me, well, she keeps a close eye on me (and my wand), and makes me keep my rat, Seamus, in my room, even though I sneak him out all the time.
My life is going pretty good. I haven't been adopted yet, and I'm fifteen. But that's okay. As soon as I turn seventeen, I'll be free to go off and find my parents. Which I will do.
likes;; Birds, guys, ripped jeans, quidditch, television, acting, berti-botts, writing, care of magical creatures, turtles, photography.
dislikes;; Dogs, dolls, skirts, loud noises, the dark, sweating, big sunglasses.
talents;; Flying, gymnastics, bass...
inabilities;; I can't walk in a straight line. It's easy to say that I have two left feet. I cannot eat gross parts of animals - heart, brain, etc.
clothing style;; Jeans. Tanktops. Dull colors. Simple.
overall personality;; coming soon
Roleplaying sample.
blehh. coming soon.
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