Audrey Lillian Blake- WIP-
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Audrey Lillian Blake
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NAME: Audrey Lillian Blake
AGE: 20
SOCIAL CLASS: Lower Class
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Blake's Orphanage; Childcare Workers
PLAY-BY: Samantha Barks
BLOOD STATUS: Half-Blood
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKINTONE: Olive; it never burns from too much sunlight, but instead tans and turns just a few shades darker than her natural tone.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'4' 100lbs
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Dimples
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Audrey is a couple of inches shorter than her twin sister @sasha and has medium length dark brown hair.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: Due to the fact that she grew up with several children of all ages, she has a very motherly air to her and can usually calm a child down within minutes. She is also very gifted when it comes to art, claiming that no matter how stressed or upset she is, the moment she has a paint brush in her hand she is instantly calmed.
MAGICAL SKILLS: Her best classes when she was in school was Charms, Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. Her worst class was Defense against the Dark Arts due to the fact that she didn’t want to hurt anyone when it came to practicing with her peers. She is also really good with healing spells as she is always taking care of the kids who hurt themselves while playing, which happens quite a bit.
WEAKNESSES: Audrey can’t cook or bake no matter how hard she tries, she always ends up forgetting an ingredient, leaves it in the oven for too long, or it tastes off, she will only cook/bake if it is a last resort. She can’t stand up for herself as much as she would like to, though she does try her best.
STRENGTHS: Like I said above she is really good with children and is very artistic. She is really good at giving advice but will only give it if the person really wants it.
QUIRKS & HABITS: Whenever she is nervous she bites her nails/picks at them. When she is embarrassed she blushes and looks away.
OVERALL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION: Audrey dislikes change and if too much change occurs at once she will have a panic attack. She isn’t an easy person to anger and will normally bite her tongue if you do upset her. Audrey can be a bit bitter about her parents giving Sasha and her up, especially when 2 am rolls around, however she has mostly come to terms with it. She knows she isn’t the life of the party and is okay with that. She is also a people pleaser and is especially susceptible to peer pressure, though she has become more confident in saying no.
BIRTH PLACE: Tinworth in Cornwall
PARENTS: Kyril Heinrich Anton Saxe-Coburg and Gotha and Joan de Clare
SIBLINGS: @sasha. Half-Siblings: Ludwig Karl Philipp Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, and Eudoxia Augusta Maria Saxe-Coburg and Gotha,.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
CHILDREN: N/A
OTHERS: Ethan Blake, son of the Blake family, who owns and runs the orphanage Audrey was raised in, he is like a brother to her.
CHARACTER HISTORY:
Born September 17th, 1863, a few minutes after her twin sister Sasha, the twins were neither wanted nor expected. Their mother, Joan de Clare, was staying with a relative for a year to attend court in Bulgarian rather than go to court back home in England, when she met their father, Kyril Heinrich Anton Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. The young man was only a year older than her and her aunt had made it very clear to Joan that he was not a marriage prospect, because even though he came from a prominent family, he had yet to establish himself on his own. This did not deter Joan from walking in the gardens of her aunt's home the night after she'd met the young man, nor the several other private hours the two spent together away from prying eyes.
When Joan returned home after having spent a year at court in Bulgaria, her parents were disappointed to find that she did not make a nice match while there. The reason, Joan had explained to them, was because none of the Bulgarian men had interested her, though the truth of the matter was that she'd been too blinded by Kyril to focus on any other suitors. Her mother pointed out that she'd put on a few pounds as well while away and guessed that the few extra pounds might have deterred better suitors. To better her daughter's chances, she ordered the cooks to fix lighter meals for her and serve smaller portions on her plate. Joan didn't protest because she'd also noticed the small belly that had formed over her abdomen and was frightened enough in her early girlhood of becoming as large as her Aunt Margaret, who'd ended up married to a man widowed twice over and carried around with him a lingering smell of alcohol.
Her health began to deteriorate, though a physician was not called to see about her until she was so sickly she was unable to leave bed. When it was revealed that Joan was in fact with child, her mother fainted as her father stood to the side, the disappointment he felt in his child etched onto his features. The physician also found Joan to be dehydrated and the baby she carried to have a very weak heart-rate. She still had a month left to her pregnancy, he surmised, but both baby and mother would not survive another month. The baby needed to be removed from the womb as soon as possible to preserve it and the mother's life. Mrs. de Clare began to prep her daughter's bedroom for birthing as Mr. de Clare issued an order to all the servants; that order was that they were never to speak of Lady Joan or the baby she had carried in her womb.
Within a fortnight, the physician began the operation to remove the child, though Mrs. de Clare had begged her husband to allow her to call for a Healer. He'd dismissed her pleas, never having cared for the magic that he'd been born with nor the world that came along with it. As soon as the twin babies, "both girls", the physician had muttered softly, was removed from the womb and placed atop her mother's chest, the old man began to clean and stick up all the delicate pieces he'd cut apart. Mother and the two children rested together, the fitful cries dimming into nothing as the small babies adapted to the rise and fall of her mother's chest. Once he had finished his work, the physician left the room quietly. There was a lull of silence before the hurricane that followed once the door opened once again and Mr. and Mrs. de Clare entered.
Mrs. de Clare removed the babies from her daughter's chest, despite the pleas from her daughter, begging her not to take the child away. Having already hardened her heart to what she was going to do, Mrs. de Clare was able to turn away from her daughter, walk from the room, and then downstairs, outside into a carriage. The wailing newborns in her arms - her grandchildren - knew not where they were being taken, but only that they had been snatched away from the warm bosom of a person whom they would have one day called 'mummy' had they not been separated. After a short while into the drive, the infants stopped wailing in their grandmother's arms, resigned to staring up at the older face sleepily, her eyes closing only to open moments after several times before they closed and did not reopen again.
The carriage stopped outside a mansion of a home, one that Mrs. de Clare had only ever heard of in pleasant speak and never been to in person herself. It looked nice enough, from what she could tell with it being as dark as it was. With careful steps she made her way to the large, double front doors, knocking loudly twice before one was opened by a young maid with tired eyes. After being allowed inside the mansion, Mrs. de Clare waited in the foyer with the newborns until a man and woman, who introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. Blake, entered the room. Both were still wearing their nightgowns and for a brief moment, Mrs. de Clare felt regret for awaking them from their slumber. But her reason for standing before them was much more important than slumber and the regret did not linger very long. She explained the situation to the couple before handing the newborns over to Mrs. Blake, who held the babies so gently one would have thought it was her children and not Mrs. de Clare's grandchildren; this struck the old woman with brief jealousy, to see another woman so lovingly hold the babies she had ripped from her own daughter. But it was brief and she was soon gone from the orphanage. The children she had left there would become a distant memory.
The name Audrey Lillian Luisa had come inside a letter with no return address, simply signed with the initials K.S. when the child was three years of age. An assortment of names had been used to address the child by workers at the orphanage up until then, though none had quite fit. The name in the letter though, fit quite nicely. The child was no longer nameless or with too many names that did not fit. The little brown-haired child with curls became Audrey, with the nickname Little One given to her fondly by the Matron. It was common for children of the orphanage to take the surname Blake when they were not given one, though all, once they had exhibited accidental magic, were free to choose a new one if they wished. Most did not. Audrey kept the surname as the Blake’s were the only family, aside from Sasha of course, that she had.
With the help of sponsors, the Blakes were able to send all children under their care to Hogwarts when the time arose. And unlike other low-class children, those from the orphanage were afforded a tutor growing up, and were thus equipped with basic knowledge, such as reading and writing. Audrey was sorted into Hufflepuff house almost immediately, which caused her to become very upset as her sister was sorted into Slytherin and she didn’t like the idea of being separated from her. The two exchanged Passwords almost immediately and would often have slumber parties at the others house from time to time. While at school she had made quite a few friends, one of which was Micah Lestrange, the two got on very well and she eventually developed a crush on the older man, however once the two graduated they went their separate ways. After taking her OWLs, instead of continuing school for another two years, she chose to leave. She had enough experience at Blake’s and immediately asked for a job there once she graduated, which she was given.
NAME: Morgan
AGE: 20
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: A lot
DO YOU AGREE TO THE RULES OF LOVE?: Ugh If I must
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RP TERMS UNDER RP: ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW?: I suppose
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Paigers
DATE: today’s Date
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Look at Marvolo Gaunt
AGE: 20
SOCIAL CLASS: Lower Class
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Blake's Orphanage; Childcare Workers
PLAY-BY: Samantha Barks
BLOOD STATUS: Half-Blood
EYES: Dark Brown
HAIR: Dark Brown
SKINTONE: Olive; it never burns from too much sunlight, but instead tans and turns just a few shades darker than her natural tone.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 5'4' 100lbs
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: Dimples
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Audrey is a couple of inches shorter than her twin sister @sasha and has medium length dark brown hair.
NON-MAGICAL SKILLS: Due to the fact that she grew up with several children of all ages, she has a very motherly air to her and can usually calm a child down within minutes. She is also very gifted when it comes to art, claiming that no matter how stressed or upset she is, the moment she has a paint brush in her hand she is instantly calmed.
MAGICAL SKILLS: Her best classes when she was in school was Charms, Herbology and Care of Magical Creatures. Her worst class was Defense against the Dark Arts due to the fact that she didn’t want to hurt anyone when it came to practicing with her peers. She is also really good with healing spells as she is always taking care of the kids who hurt themselves while playing, which happens quite a bit.
WEAKNESSES: Audrey can’t cook or bake no matter how hard she tries, she always ends up forgetting an ingredient, leaves it in the oven for too long, or it tastes off, she will only cook/bake if it is a last resort. She can’t stand up for herself as much as she would like to, though she does try her best.
STRENGTHS: Like I said above she is really good with children and is very artistic. She is really good at giving advice but will only give it if the person really wants it.
QUIRKS & HABITS: Whenever she is nervous she bites her nails/picks at them. When she is embarrassed she blushes and looks away.
OVERALL PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION: Audrey dislikes change and if too much change occurs at once she will have a panic attack. She isn’t an easy person to anger and will normally bite her tongue if you do upset her. Audrey can be a bit bitter about her parents giving Sasha and her up, especially when 2 am rolls around, however she has mostly come to terms with it. She knows she isn’t the life of the party and is okay with that. She is also a people pleaser and is especially susceptible to peer pressure, though she has become more confident in saying no.
BIRTH PLACE: Tinworth in Cornwall
PARENTS: Kyril Heinrich Anton Saxe-Coburg and Gotha and Joan de Clare
SIBLINGS: @sasha. Half-Siblings: Ludwig Karl Philipp Saxe-Coburg and Gotha, and Eudoxia Augusta Maria Saxe-Coburg and Gotha,.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
CHILDREN: N/A
OTHERS: Ethan Blake, son of the Blake family, who owns and runs the orphanage Audrey was raised in, he is like a brother to her.
CHARACTER HISTORY:
Born September 17th, 1863, a few minutes after her twin sister Sasha, the twins were neither wanted nor expected. Their mother, Joan de Clare, was staying with a relative for a year to attend court in Bulgarian rather than go to court back home in England, when she met their father, Kyril Heinrich Anton Saxe-Coburg and Gotha. The young man was only a year older than her and her aunt had made it very clear to Joan that he was not a marriage prospect, because even though he came from a prominent family, he had yet to establish himself on his own. This did not deter Joan from walking in the gardens of her aunt's home the night after she'd met the young man, nor the several other private hours the two spent together away from prying eyes.
When Joan returned home after having spent a year at court in Bulgaria, her parents were disappointed to find that she did not make a nice match while there. The reason, Joan had explained to them, was because none of the Bulgarian men had interested her, though the truth of the matter was that she'd been too blinded by Kyril to focus on any other suitors. Her mother pointed out that she'd put on a few pounds as well while away and guessed that the few extra pounds might have deterred better suitors. To better her daughter's chances, she ordered the cooks to fix lighter meals for her and serve smaller portions on her plate. Joan didn't protest because she'd also noticed the small belly that had formed over her abdomen and was frightened enough in her early girlhood of becoming as large as her Aunt Margaret, who'd ended up married to a man widowed twice over and carried around with him a lingering smell of alcohol.
Her health began to deteriorate, though a physician was not called to see about her until she was so sickly she was unable to leave bed. When it was revealed that Joan was in fact with child, her mother fainted as her father stood to the side, the disappointment he felt in his child etched onto his features. The physician also found Joan to be dehydrated and the baby she carried to have a very weak heart-rate. She still had a month left to her pregnancy, he surmised, but both baby and mother would not survive another month. The baby needed to be removed from the womb as soon as possible to preserve it and the mother's life. Mrs. de Clare began to prep her daughter's bedroom for birthing as Mr. de Clare issued an order to all the servants; that order was that they were never to speak of Lady Joan or the baby she had carried in her womb.
Within a fortnight, the physician began the operation to remove the child, though Mrs. de Clare had begged her husband to allow her to call for a Healer. He'd dismissed her pleas, never having cared for the magic that he'd been born with nor the world that came along with it. As soon as the twin babies, "both girls", the physician had muttered softly, was removed from the womb and placed atop her mother's chest, the old man began to clean and stick up all the delicate pieces he'd cut apart. Mother and the two children rested together, the fitful cries dimming into nothing as the small babies adapted to the rise and fall of her mother's chest. Once he had finished his work, the physician left the room quietly. There was a lull of silence before the hurricane that followed once the door opened once again and Mr. and Mrs. de Clare entered.
Mrs. de Clare removed the babies from her daughter's chest, despite the pleas from her daughter, begging her not to take the child away. Having already hardened her heart to what she was going to do, Mrs. de Clare was able to turn away from her daughter, walk from the room, and then downstairs, outside into a carriage. The wailing newborns in her arms - her grandchildren - knew not where they were being taken, but only that they had been snatched away from the warm bosom of a person whom they would have one day called 'mummy' had they not been separated. After a short while into the drive, the infants stopped wailing in their grandmother's arms, resigned to staring up at the older face sleepily, her eyes closing only to open moments after several times before they closed and did not reopen again.
The carriage stopped outside a mansion of a home, one that Mrs. de Clare had only ever heard of in pleasant speak and never been to in person herself. It looked nice enough, from what she could tell with it being as dark as it was. With careful steps she made her way to the large, double front doors, knocking loudly twice before one was opened by a young maid with tired eyes. After being allowed inside the mansion, Mrs. de Clare waited in the foyer with the newborns until a man and woman, who introduced themselves as Mr. and Mrs. Blake, entered the room. Both were still wearing their nightgowns and for a brief moment, Mrs. de Clare felt regret for awaking them from their slumber. But her reason for standing before them was much more important than slumber and the regret did not linger very long. She explained the situation to the couple before handing the newborns over to Mrs. Blake, who held the babies so gently one would have thought it was her children and not Mrs. de Clare's grandchildren; this struck the old woman with brief jealousy, to see another woman so lovingly hold the babies she had ripped from her own daughter. But it was brief and she was soon gone from the orphanage. The children she had left there would become a distant memory.
The name Audrey Lillian Luisa had come inside a letter with no return address, simply signed with the initials K.S. when the child was three years of age. An assortment of names had been used to address the child by workers at the orphanage up until then, though none had quite fit. The name in the letter though, fit quite nicely. The child was no longer nameless or with too many names that did not fit. The little brown-haired child with curls became Audrey, with the nickname Little One given to her fondly by the Matron. It was common for children of the orphanage to take the surname Blake when they were not given one, though all, once they had exhibited accidental magic, were free to choose a new one if they wished. Most did not. Audrey kept the surname as the Blake’s were the only family, aside from Sasha of course, that she had.
With the help of sponsors, the Blakes were able to send all children under their care to Hogwarts when the time arose. And unlike other low-class children, those from the orphanage were afforded a tutor growing up, and were thus equipped with basic knowledge, such as reading and writing. Audrey was sorted into Hufflepuff house almost immediately, which caused her to become very upset as her sister was sorted into Slytherin and she didn’t like the idea of being separated from her. The two exchanged Passwords almost immediately and would often have slumber parties at the others house from time to time. While at school she had made quite a few friends, one of which was Micah Lestrange, the two got on very well and she eventually developed a crush on the older man, however once the two graduated they went their separate ways. After taking her OWLs, instead of continuing school for another two years, she chose to leave. She had enough experience at Blake’s and immediately asked for a job there once she graduated, which she was given.
NAME: Morgan
AGE: 20
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: A lot
DO YOU AGREE TO THE RULES OF LOVE?: Ugh If I must
DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE RP TERMS UNDER RP: ALL YOU NEED TO KNOW?: I suppose
HOW'D YOU FIND US?: Paigers
DATE: today’s Date
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Look at Marvolo Gaunt
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