Irene Eleanora Halvorson (complete)

[Irene Eleanora Halvorson]

IRENE ELEANORA HALVORSON

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Katie McGrath
OH NOW I DO RECALL[/font]
we where just getting to the part[/font]

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HEY. i'm seriously working on my app real hard now, i promise! oh you don't believe me? Breezy always works hard on her app! i've got my three years behind me. that's given me long enough, okay? if you don't believe me still, you can ask Irene. you can describe my character with the shy student type so, you best read my app carefully![/color]

NOW LET'S NOT GET SELFISH[/font]
did you really think i'd let you kill this chorus?

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FULL NAME: Irene Eleanora Halvorson.
NICKNAME(S): None.
SEX: Female.
AGE/DOB: 16-born on May 7th, 1996.
BLOOD STATUS: Muggleborn.
HOUSE: Enkelt Kanin.
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual.
ALLIEGIANCE: Good (with the other muggleborns).
WAND: 10 ¾ inches, hawthorn, unicorn hair core, sturdy.
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SO I GUESS WE'RE BACK TO US[/font]
oh camera-man swing the focus![/font]

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LIKES:
-Books with Braille
-Hot chocolate
-Warmth/blankets
-Food, especially spicy food
-Muggle music (any type with the exception of rap)
DISLIKES:
-Rain
-Cold/snow
-Animals
-Knee-high socks
-Large, bustling crowds
STRENGTHS:
-Strong sense of hearing
-Strong sense of smell
-Intelligent
-Open minded and friendly
-Despite her size she is strong physically
WEAKNESSES:
-Blind
-Is a slow runner
-Overly kind/naïve
-She is a pushover
-Timid/Shy
AMORTENTIA: Strawberries, clean linen, pasta, and superman ice-cream.
PATRONUS: Irene’s patronus takes the form of a butterfly. Her favorite childhood memory would have been her acceptance to Durmstrang and her odd abilities (magic) finally being explained.
BOGGART: Her boggart would take the form of a toaster. She never knows when her toast or poptart will be ready and when it goes off Irene always jumps. She hates them.
MIRROR OF ERISED: Her father is an artist and she’s always desired to see the colors he so fondly talks about.[/color]

INCASE I LOST MY TRAIN OF THOUGHT[/font]
where was it that we last left off![/font]

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FINANCIAL STATUS: Middle class/average
NATIONALITY: Norwegian.
BIRTH-PLACE: Brekstad, Norway
FATHERS NAME: Ivar Halvorson
FATHERS BLOOD-STATUS: Muggle
FATHERS OCCUPATION: Artist (runs his own studio)
MOTHERS NAME: Carina Halvorson
MOTHERS BLOOD-STATUS: Muggle
MOTHERS OCCUPATION: Owns her own business (a small teashop)
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER IMPORTANT FAMILY:
Didrik and Anette Johansen (mother’s parents)
Sverre and and Hedda Halvorson (father’s parents)
HISTORY:Born to muggle parents, Irene was a happy and healthy baby. Due to a defect at birth Irene came into the world blind. Because of the extra attention and medical expenses required to properly care for their child, Ivar and Carina chose to refrain from having any more children. Irene never really gathered she was different from any other person until she began school and had to join a special class where she could obtain an aid to help her with her work. At first she hated it; she wanted to be like her peers and do her own work. But she quickly befriended the young woman, Miss Soren, and proved to be quite an intelligent little girl.

Yet odd things started to happen surrounding her. Vases would explode, paint brushes and other small trinkets would move from one place to another as though on their own, and more often than not Ivar or Carina would walk into their daughter’s room and find her stuffed animals levitating in midair as Irene conducted a tea party. Once while playing out in the backyard with her father Irene hiccupped and one of the back windows shattered. Her parents were horrified and sought out experts in secret hoping to find what was going on with their daughter. These events would also occur while Irene was at school and often she was chastised for being naughty. Her teachers and Miss Soren would call her parents, explaining while Irene was a shy and sweet girl, she often hid or broke classroom items for attention. Ivar and Carina however, knew this was not the case, and eventually considered home schooling Irene. At the age of nine they withdrew her from the classroom and Ivar began to personally tutor Irene in her studies.

When she was eleven, Irena and her parents were nestled on the couch enjoying a movie (Irene likes listening to the actor’s/actresses voices) when there was a knock on the door. Carina got up and answered, shocked to find a stern-faced woman with hair pulled back into a tight bun at the door. Her attire was most unusual, consisting of a billowing robe. The woman introduced herself as Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She explained that Irene was a witch which is why sometimes odd and unexplained things happened in her presence. Her parents were relieved at the news but felt Hogwarts was too far from their home. Understanding, based on Irene’s blindness and desire to be close to their daughter, Headmistress McGonagall left without a new student. Irene was continued to be homeschooled until, just before she turned 16 (in 2012) Headmistress McGonagall contacted the family again informing them that a recent school for magic, Durmstrang, had recently been forced to open it's doors to muggleborns. She warned them of prejudice but explained it would be best for Irene if she learned how to better control her magic with the instruction of actual wizards and witches.

Irene spent her last few days at home with her father in his studio. She loves the feeling of the paint smooth beneath her fingertips. She felt that had she been able to see she would be an artist like him. The one thing that has always bothered her about being blind was being unable to experience colors. Irene walks with a guiding cane. She has a fear of animals and does not partake in the use of a guide dog; she feels animals are unpredictable and untamable. Though not a dark witch, Durmstrang was seen as a last resort and the only option.


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ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Elijah’s ears prickled at his mother’s use of his full name. He twitched slightly, knowing it to be reserved for when at her wit’s end, which as it currently stood, she was nearing. Guilt bubbled within the pit of his stomach, he was making her worry and his reluctance to ‘spill the beans’ was only adding to her frustration. But what was he to do? His mental state had gone up in a tizzy; loose strands of logic were fraying allowing his thoughts to unravel in an erratic heap. Could he really just spit it all out? Elijah’s mouth opened slightly but choked on the words, they simply would not budge past his esophagus. His tongue flopped pitifully drying up and he coughed turning and spluttering into the safety of his shoulder blade. In an attempt to scrap up a bit of dignity Elijah growled, “I don’t have to tell anyone anything! It doesn’t matter if dad’s here or not, I’m not talking!”

It was perhaps the biggest lie of the century. If her body so much as shifted in the direction of the door Elijah would have sprang from his bed and into her arms. His was father was the last person Elijah wanted to know about his problem. He’d rather blurt the truth to Isaac in the midst of the Great Hall than to have to privately confess to Fabien. Sometimes things felt so off balance within Elijah’s head, as though all reason was beyond his reach just grazing the tips of his fingers. Dipping his head, he peeled back the covers from his legs and sat pretzel-style on the mattress. It was now or never, he thought, replaying possible scenarios within his brain; his mother’s various reactions flashed like a movie in his mind’s eye distressing already scattered nerves.

“If you tell me what the problem is we can tackle it together, is it something you’ve done?”

The sentenced cleaved heavily at his mind, like a butcher would meat. Elijah’s heart was a gross monstrosity capable of a very wrong type of love. Had he done anything? No. Could it be fixed with a mother’s affectionate support? Never.

“You know I love you no matter what. I always will. I can’t help it I’m your mother. I couldn’t stop loving you even if I tried I’m afraid so please just tell me what’s bothering you.”

The desperation that bled from between her syllables was enough to shatter his outer walls; every emotion and pent-up frustration leaked between the cracks as Elijah was drained and pooled beside her feet. His chin quivered; damn how much he loved his mother and damn how she could see straight through his indifferent façade. With heavy, tear-brimmed eyes Elijah peered up towards his mother mouth agape, the oxygen trailing out from his lungs. He gurgled, unable to manage a sound. Instead he shut his oral cavity, deciding to allow his vocals a momentary rest while he fought back the emotional demons that struck at him. Elijah noticed the color evaporate from her cheeks. He blinked, mystified. Then it clicked. Leaving his despair aside for a brief minute he practically shouted, “This has nothing whatsoever to do with girls, I swear! It’s quite the opposite really.”

His chest rose and fell with dog-like pants. Funny how one awkward moment was dodged by yet another smacking him right between the nose. Elijah combed his fingers through dark locks, giving his mum a weary glance as he heaved a sigh. It took a while for him to compose himself, not that there was a state he could calmly go back to. Of course he reverted from a conduct of flustered shock to sad humiliation. His surprise soon wore to shame and it was near impossible for Elijah to swallow back the salty liquid that threatened to spill from his lids. The world went silent save for the rapid thrumming of his heart.

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

Through a strangled gasp he coughed, “I had to stop it. It’s completely unnatural, it isn’t right. It’s why I won’t talk to Bryce, I can’t look at him without…well, you know…stirrings of sorts. And I can’t tell dad because he’s a man and men don’t like other men in that sort of way unless their…queer. And I told myself it was just a stupid phase, I was curious, that it was nothing serious. But it was lie. I’m not right. I’m sick.” The words would not cease tumbling from between his parted lips. Elijah was on a roll and it was quite literally pouring all over Charity. “And I don’t want to tell anyone because I don’t want you to be ashamed of me. It’s terrible, the shame. I don’t want it… And I don’t want…I don’t want to be gay! But I am mum. I’m gay.”

Elijah choked, ice-blue eyes wide in fear. The tears fell onto the back of his hands that gripped the sheets. Game over.

SO TESTOSTERONE BOY![/font]
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SO. THIS WAS MADE BY NATHAN - nathan in WONDERLAND !? of caution. [/color][/blockquote]

[Shaylyn Menki]

You're app is really good and I've never actually RP'd a blind charrie, nor have I seen one done before so I'm really intersteted in seeing how you do that.

Although, the only problem I have with your app Durmstrang only began to admit muggleborns this year so all the muggleborns would either be transfer students (which are usually from Hogwarts) or first years. Fix that little bit of your history and you're approved. Skylar is usually really picky about wands but that's not my department so I'll let him figure that out if that actually is an issue (I dont know enough about wands to know if it is or not for sure).


Edit: ACCEPTED! Welcome to Forever Durmstrang! We have several classes up (actually more than are mentioned in the Info Center, so we'll actually have to update that) so feel free to jump right in in any of those, or post in any open thread we have up or start your own. I look forward to plotting with you and if you have any questions feel free to ask me (as I'm around most of the time) or Skylar the main admin, or Lindz, our other co-admin! We also have other members who will be happy to help with anything you need!

<3 Angel

[Khaliska Kali Scarborough]

Let's take a look at that wand why don't we?

A Hawthorne is a fine wand for a witch who is good in Defence Against the Dark Arts, though you didn't say this in the app I can kinda guess that this would suit your charrie well from her description. The wand will be a powerful protecting force for your blind witch. I say the wood is a marvelous match for her...

Now let's look into the properties of the wand! Hmmm Unicorn tail usually pairs it's self with gentler and more laid back users...it is a great property for healers but also does well with Charms and Transfigurations.

I would add the Sturdy to you wand description!

If you think all of the above sounds like what your charries is like then I approve, it it doesn't quite sound like her after all feel free to mention it and i can suggest another core for you!

<3 Skylar

[Irene Eleanora Halvorson]

Thank you very much for your help^^

[SKYLAR :D]

your welcome. Did you want to keep that wand then? Because I will add it to your profile once you decide?

[Irene Eleanora Halvorson]

Please, I will keep my wand as it is.