Post by ellie on May 22, 2011 14:25:26 GMT -5
elizabeth jane weston.
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[/center][/b] Elizabeth Jane Weston
GENERAL INFORMATION
NICKNAME(S): El, Ellie
DATE OF BIRTH: June 22, 1949
AGE: Sixty-two
OCCUPATION: Caretaker at Hogwarts
LINEAGE: Pureblood
WAND: Willow, Unicorn Hair, 12 inches[/ul]
APPEARANCE
HAIR: Blonde, graying at the roots
EYES: Dark blue, full of light
HEIGHT: 5’6”
WEIGHT: 136 pounds
DETAILED:
Elizabeth is your average Plain Jane. She doesn't put much thought into what she wears or the way she looks. She wears whatever is in her closet, no matter how old it is. She still has clothes from the seventies, and people always look at her strangely when she wears them. She doesn't care what people think of her physical appearance, and she never will. People will always judge her based on the way she looks, and she knows that. She usually wears Muggle clothes and has very few robes. Her favorite things to wear are jeans and comfortably t-shirts or blouses; occasionally she will dress up, but it's not likely to happen unless there's a reason for it. She hates wearing shoes and only wears them when she has to, but she prefers flip flops and tennis shoes.
As far as everything else, Ellie has long blonde hair that's graying at the roots. It's not naturally that color, but she dyed it shortly after she came to Hogwarts and just left it that way. She has never worn her hair short and doubtfully ever will. She likes being able to throw it back in a ponytail or hair clip so that it's out of the way. Her hair is usually unbrushed - or at least looks that way. She looks disorganized and a little out of place around most people her age, but that has never bothered her before.
Her eyes are dark blue and surrounded by age lines. Unlike her sister, she doesn't try to hide her age wth cosmetics or magic. She instead lets people see how old she is. It makes her look and feel alive, and she likes being seen as a living human being. Elizabeth also has wrinkles around her mouth, which are especially noticeable when she smiles. Her smiles are pleasant and large, and people cheer up when they see her smiling face...usually. Her cheekbones are high, even when she's not smiling, and oftentimes make her look like a chipmunk when she's smiling brightly.
She has freckles across her face, shoulders and chest from being exposed to sunlight and from age. She likes her freckles and feel that they add a little something to her otherwise boring facial features. She has a deviated septum, which causes her nose to be slightly more aligned to the right than the left. It is unnoticeable unless you are looking at her face-to-face and are paying attention to her nose.
She stands at about 5'6" and weights approximately 136 pounds. She is not fat, but she is not skinny. She is average in both height and weight. She has few curves, especially in the chest and hips area, but she doesn't mind. She feels that having large curves is a burden, so she doesn't complain about her lack thereof. That's one of the reason why she didn't breastfeed any of her children.
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PERSONALITY
DISLIKES: complete silence, cleaning/housekeeping, cooking, thunderstorms, waking up early, uncomfortable clothes, heeled shoes, disciplining students/her kids, forgetting things, brushing her hair
STRENGTHS: patient (with people), kind-hearted, admitting her faults, motherly, honest
WEAKNESSES: ditzy, casting spells, gullible/naive, lying, impatient (with surprises), immature at times
ERISED: to reunite with her twin sister and for them to become close again; to make a difference in people's lives
BOGGART: losing a loved one (a child, grandchild, sister, parents, niece, etc.)
DEMENTOR: the day "carrie" said she didn't want anything to do with her
DETAILED:
Elizabeth is your average Hufflepuff. She is gentle and kind, loyal to those around her, unnecessarily honest, loving and warm. She does not search for trouble, though trouble does manage to find her on occasion. When it does, she manages to weasel her way out of it, but not in the same way that a Gryffindor, Ravenclaw or Slytherin might. She uses her innocence to get her out of trouble, not that she is always innocent. People just believe that she is innocent because no one could ever suspect her of doing anything wrong. But alas, Ellie is not a saint and will admit to that without hesitation. She knows that she is not perfect and will openly admit it. She accepts herself for who she is and hopes that others will do the same. She does not let people influence or change her, and that is evident in the fact that she has changed very little since her years at Hogwarts.
Elizabeth has always been a ray of light. She has a sunny disposition and an uplifting spirit—anyone who has met her will tell you that. She always wears a bright, friendly smile and makes her presence known by speaking in a loud, expressive tone of voice. People doubt her ability to be happy all the time, but Ellie has learned through the years that being happy and smiling is healthier than being upset and frowning all the time. She has her own philosophy on life and is an optimistic; she believes that things get better in time. She adopted this philosophy after her husband died in a factory accident years ago. She used to take life one day at a time, but she learned that she needed to be positive and always look ahead—and she has. Now, she teaches people that for every bad, there is a good. She hopes that her optimism and personal philosophy will influence people to live their lives different, but she can only do but so much to influence those around her.
Her sunny disposition makes her seem unrealistic to most. It is true that she rarely gets angry or upset (she knows how to control her emotions), but there are things about her that make her less than perfect. She is gullible and naïve. Her children have learned to
It is not hard to assume that Ellie is a bundle of fun. She has bright eyes, a cheerful smile and unruly hair—and overall chaotic, disorganized and disheveled appearance. She is not afraid to have fun, and that is obvious in the way she acts around people. She is very open with people, and she does not care what they think of her. When it’s time to ‘let her hair down’ and loosen up, she tends to go out for a few drinks with friends
HISTORY
MOTHER: Ellen Louise Thomas (88, Pureblood)
FATHER: Grant Alexander Warrington (89, Pureblood)
SIBLINGS: Carolyn Anne Porter (62, Pureblood)
OTHERS: Donald Oliver Weston (Deceased, Muggle, Husband); Gregory Thomas Weston (35, Half-blood, son); Aubrey Danielle ___ (32, Half-blood, daughter); Ashlyn Louise ___ (32, Half-blood, daughter); Grayson Lowell Weston (27, Half-blood, son); Natalie Marie Porter (17, Pureblood, niece)
DETAILED:
If you met Elizabeth, you would never assume that she is a pureblood—or from a well-to-do family. She dresses like a Muggle and is helpless when it comes to performing spells of any kind. She is second best to her twin sister, Carolyn, who was born just two minutes after she was on June 22, 1949. Those two minutes would forever create tension between them, at least on Carolyn’s part.
When the twin sisters were younger, there was not a noticeable difference between them. They looked exactly alike, matured at the same rate, and they acted the same way. They actually got along. They shared their toys and made up children’s games in the comfort of the bedroom they shared. But as they got older, the twins started to grow apart and eventually became two very different people. These changes would forever separate them.
It wasn’t until their eleventh birthday that Elizabeth actually showed signs of being magical. Her parents thought she was a Squib since Carolyn began levitating things at the age of nine and a half. When Elizabeth finally proved that she had magic flowing through her veins, her parents were thrilled—but not as thrilled as they were when Carolyn proved that she was magical. It was then that Elizabeth knew she would have to prove herself to her parents. So when she went to Hogwarts, she vowed to do the best she could.
When she and her sister (and all of the other first years) got to Hogwarts, Elizabeth was sorted into Hufflepuff while her sister was sorted into Ravenclaw. Needless to say, her parents were not happy that she got sorted into Hufflepuff. They were all about supremacy and showing people who was boss—and Hufflepuffs (except for maybe Helga) never got credit for much of anything. But that didn’t keep Elizabeth from trying to impress her parents. She did the best she could to get good grades—and she did, but that was only because she knew the theory behind everything. Carolyn was good at memorizing the theory and casting the spells. Elizabeth was helpless. She eventually realized that casting spells was “not her thing” and quickly gave up on trying. She finished her final three years at Hogwarts without trying to impress anyone, least of all her parents, and just enjoyed herself. She made a lot of friends (and enemies, not that she’d mention that), and graduated with average grades.
After she graduated from Hogwarts, Elizabeth decided to retreat into the Muggle world. It wasn’t like she was of much use to “her” people anyway; she couldn’t cast a spell to save her life. So she started working at a Muggle restaurant, where she met her husband-to-be, Donald, after working there for about three years. The two hit it off, and it was not long after they met that they got married. Elizabeth had never been subtle about things, and she fell in love with him quicker than you can say “Hufflepuff.” They had a non-traditional wedding with only a few close friends present, but that was all Elizabeth needed. She didn’t need a fancy wedding with all of her family there—she doubted they would come anyway. The two lived as Muggles for a while before Elizabeth revealed to her husband what kind of family and what kind of world she actually came from. He didn’t believe her at first, until she proved that she could conjure up fire (when she was actually trying to do the “engorgio” spell…) and almost burned the entire house down.
They were married for about five years before Elizabeth found out that she was pregnant with their first child. They were both very excited since they had been trying to get pregnant for the past year or so. Elizabeth stopped working and became a stay-at-home mom and housewife—and she absolutely loved the job. She took care of her baby boy and made meals for her husband, and all was well in her world. Three years later, she had a set of twins, two girls. She knew that it was wrong of her to think if, but she desperately hoped that her girls would not end up like she and Carolyn. Five years after her twin girls were born, her fourth and final child, a son, was born. That completed their family of six, and things just so happened to weight themselves out—there were two boys and two girls.
The eldest child went off to school, followed by the twins three years later, and Elizabeth began to feel as if she had no purpose around the house. She still cleaned up after her youngest son and made sure her husband and children were taken care of, but things were a little boring. And then things changed suddenly, when her youngest child was about eight years old.
Her husband worked in a factory making little money, and one day there was an accident. One of the machine went haywire and began to run uncontrollably. He did not realize it until after it was too late, and the machine took his life. The news of his death killed something inside Elizabeth, and nobody thought she would ever recover. But one day she woke up and felt better, and she knew things would be okay. When her youngest son turned eleven and got his letter to Hogwarts, she decided to find a job at Hogwarts. She knew being a professor wouldn’t be a good idea, so she became the caretaker and has worked there ever since. It has been about sixteen years now since she took on that job, and she has enjoyed every minute of it. She has made a lot of friends and met a lot of people—and hopefully changed some students’ lives.[/ul]
ABOUT YOU
AGE: Twenty
GENDER: Female
TIMEZONE: Eastern
CONTACT INFO: AIM, MSN (sometimes YIM and Skype)
HOW DID YOU FIND US: Marco Polo
EXPERIENCE: 6 May 2005 – present
CODEWORD: admin edit
RP SAMPLE:
Thunder rumbled from somewhere in the distance, and Christina seemed momentarily startled by the noise. Usually, thunderstorms did not bother her, but the entire situation was awkward and had her acting differently than she usually would. The distance sound died down, and she looked back at the men standing mere feet away. She watched and listened as the two men exchanged words; then the red-haired man disappeared up a set of stairs, which Christina assumed led to a number of bedrooms where the residents stayed. She turned her attention back to the man, who had finally lowered his wand completely, and listened to him repeat her last name several times. She felt awkward listening to him repeat her name, but she figured he was trying to process it.
He apologized for the noise and she shrugged her shoulders. The noise did not bother, but what the portrait said did. She did not appreciate being called a filthy blood traitor. It was not her fault that her parents were Muggles and she just so happened to be a witch. Her parents, the only ones she had ever known, were pureblood wizards. Maybe the portrait would go easier on her if she mentioned that? She doubted it, but the thought was worth a try, at least she thought it was.
When the light went off in the man's head, Christina tilted her head to the side. Apparently he knew her already, or at least remembered her from somewhere. By the way he was talking, she assumed he remembered her from their time at Hogwarts. She raised her brows inquisitively and bit her lower lip. She knew it would sound bad, maybe even embarrass him, but she knew she had to say it.
"Sorry... I-I don't think I remember you..." She twisted the end of her jacket slightly, and a generous amount of water dripped from the jacket and onto the floor with the rest of the puddle that had accumulated. He then suggested that she get some dry clothes on, and she perked up a little bit. A small smile appeared on her face, and she nodded her head in agreement. "Yeah, do you have any clothes for me to wear? I'm sorta cold...and wet."[/ul][/size][/blockquote]
