Post by becky on May 6, 2007 18:33:17 GMT -5
Your Information
Name: Becky
Age: 16
Contact:(Optional)
Roleplaying Experience: 2Years or more
How did you find Because of You?: New Genration
Character Information
Full Name: Rebecca Elizabeth Schlegel
Birthdate: October 28
Age: 17
House//Year: Gryffindor//7th
Blood: Pure
Position on the War: Order
-Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 185
Physical Health: Becky is in decent shape, hockey pretty much keeps her there, along with long walks around Hogwarts.
Appearance: Becky has chestnut hair which curls slightly in humidity, but is usually straight. She wears it up for the most part in a ponty tail, and if she can get someone to do it prefers it in a french braid so it is out of the way, and brown eyes, not your average look at me look at me type of girl. She's strong, but not as strong as a man which is a fault in her mind. Raised with mostly boys she learned to fight decently.
Becky's body type is that of a pear, to torson is small to big, which means she's a little poufy around the middle, her hips or wide, as are any womans, and then thins out on her long legs. She has a couple weaknesses on her body, inculding being ticklish on her sides. Her left arm is her weak arm, same with the leg, her left knee was wrenched in Ireland ruff housing with one of her teammates, so she has a limp on that leg when the weather is damp.
As stated before she's shy of her midsection and does everything she can to get rid of the extra baggage, but it amounts to no end, so, she exercises and plays hockey.
Becky wears whatever she wants, she sides mostly with Jeans, hiking boots or sneakers, T-shirts year round and her favorite Boston Bruins hoodie and hat. She wears her hair back in a ponytail or braid. She has glasses, but because she plays hockey she wears contacts instead, if she decides to wear make-up it’s light brown eye shadow, not visible, eyeliner and mascara.
She hates girl clothes but when she was back home wore dress slacks before the hockey game. She has dark brown eyes and hair. On her right eyebrow there’s a scar from a Hockey Game she played in where there was a high stick. .
She doesn’t like to look at herself in the mirror because she thinks she’s fat, a layer is not that much to be afraid of, but she won’t look.
-Personality
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Point of Views: Becky is very pessimistic and will tell the truth even if the truth hurts, it's what makes her such a good fighter.
Personality: (Minimum 200 Words)Oh, there are so many ways to describe this charming teen. Let’s start with grumpy, she hates mornings and if she hasn’t had her early skate she will not only be grumpy, but very short tempered. She rarely cries and if she does it never involves pain, this is a girl who has gotten her nose broken, a high stick to her eye brow and been beaten up on the ice.
Dry wit even in the serious moments, someone could be dying and she would try to ease the tension of it. A fiery temper if provoked enough. Serious when the time calls for it and she's just a basic Virgo who likes to be organized, on time, caring to her friends, sensual, practical, mischevious and wityt., sarcastic as all hell, if she were facing off with an enemy or being taunted she'd be out there and asking them questions, like hey how's your boyfriend, he good? Get's punched, swears and gos right back to taunting. Example of sarcasam:
It's okay, we'll just ya know die here in the middle of now where, there's no Death Eaters running around, or anything.
Men. Men can make her cry, in the middle of the night when she knows there is no one for her. A born pessimist Becky has learned take what life throws at you, it’s just a test that someone of a higher power is giving you, pass or fail just do what you can, when you can.
She tends to be very kind to her friends, understanding and comforting, but to her enemies like the plastics, she’s not afraid to stand up for her friends, to tell them off and give them a boot in the ass while she’s at it. The Jocks are friendly to her, but they can also be not a very nice persons to her friends, she doesn’t appreciate that and when it happens, you’ll know.
A Rock and Roll girl you’ll never see her listening to Rap or pop, classic Rock is her genre. A friend back home in Maine had once told her she was as cold as ice. And that she is. Her favorite quote she had come with is this. “With a fire in my heart and ice in my veins I will play to the end.” Life or Hockey—it’s undecided.
-History
Nationality: American
Hometown: Anderson, Alaska
Family: Bill(Step Dad)
Gwen (Mother)
Rob & Rich (Uncles)
History:
Becky was born in October two weeks early, though her father was in the Navy and not around she was a daddy’s girl, always was. She would go with him aboard and mimic the things he did, seeming like an angel. Oh, she was, until she grew a brain. At age seven she was in jeans and t-shirts, dresses, skirts and ribbons forgotten, playing with the boys she learned to take a hit and not cry.
At age ten she was given two big surprises, a letter from the coach saying she could play and a letter from Hogwarts. She was ordered to go to the school and she did.
Hockey kept her alive, and on earth when her father was killed by a Death Eater, she wept and grieved and the ice called to her, when she played it was for her dad.
Diane married Bill, an not a very nice person in Becky’s opinion, he wanted her to quit hockey, it made her rebel. He made her stay in England over the summer, she found a way home to her team, he threatened to send her to a muggle school, she laughed and said. Bring it on, and again despite her protests at fifteen she went back to the school.
She could’ve said she hated it, but something was amazing about the school, but something lingered inside of her, a burning fire. Hockey. She needed the sport, it was apart of her. The fire could be doused one way, which was in the form of fighting. She had been sorted into Gryffindor and maybe was the cause for a lack of points because of those bloody Slytherin’s teasing her.
She was picked on for too long and as the years ticked past, she rebelled, she fought and swore, received dentitions. Gwen finally sent her hockey gear, it took her a full month of winter to regain her abilities, her friends were amazed that she was excelling at hockey, but her studies…well; they could have been much better coming from pure bloods.
We pick up with Becky in her seventh year, still playing Hockey on the pond, still fighting for her life, the life she wants, and still standing her ground.
-Extras
Likes:
Dislikes:
B]Wand:[/B] 12' inch Maple Wood and Unicorn hair
Pet: Cat named Salem
Broom: Nimbus 200
Roleplay Sample:
An owl swept in through the open window of the Gryffindor common room, it was ignored as it flew around the room looking for the one person.
“Schlegs!” Someone shouted, “Owl!”
Becky Schlegel looked up from mending a piece of her hockey gear. The owl spotted her and fluttered down. “Hello, Jack.” She grinned and took the letter away giving the bird an affectionate pat.
“How was the flight from the US?” The bird hooted nipping her hand as if saying I hate you for it. She smiled and opened the letter from her teammates. They were all wizards which was convenient. She read through it quickly, the second time more slowly.
“Well, I’ll be d**ned.” She smirked. “About time.” She was invited back to play in some sort of playoffs of the wizarding world.
“Take a break, Jack I’ll send you back on Wednesday.” That gave the bird two days to recover. The owl hooted and launched back out the window. Becky looked at the picture of her and the team that was always in her bag and smiled. Her team.
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Name: Becky
Age: 16
Contact:(Optional)
Roleplaying Experience: 2Years or more
How did you find Because of You?: New Genration
Character Information
Full Name: Rebecca Elizabeth Schlegel
Birthdate: October 28
Age: 17
House//Year: Gryffindor//7th
Blood: Pure
Position on the War: Order
-Appearance
Height: 5'11
Weight: 185
Physical Health: Becky is in decent shape, hockey pretty much keeps her there, along with long walks around Hogwarts.
Appearance: Becky has chestnut hair which curls slightly in humidity, but is usually straight. She wears it up for the most part in a ponty tail, and if she can get someone to do it prefers it in a french braid so it is out of the way, and brown eyes, not your average look at me look at me type of girl. She's strong, but not as strong as a man which is a fault in her mind. Raised with mostly boys she learned to fight decently.
Becky's body type is that of a pear, to torson is small to big, which means she's a little poufy around the middle, her hips or wide, as are any womans, and then thins out on her long legs. She has a couple weaknesses on her body, inculding being ticklish on her sides. Her left arm is her weak arm, same with the leg, her left knee was wrenched in Ireland ruff housing with one of her teammates, so she has a limp on that leg when the weather is damp.
As stated before she's shy of her midsection and does everything she can to get rid of the extra baggage, but it amounts to no end, so, she exercises and plays hockey.
Becky wears whatever she wants, she sides mostly with Jeans, hiking boots or sneakers, T-shirts year round and her favorite Boston Bruins hoodie and hat. She wears her hair back in a ponytail or braid. She has glasses, but because she plays hockey she wears contacts instead, if she decides to wear make-up it’s light brown eye shadow, not visible, eyeliner and mascara.
She hates girl clothes but when she was back home wore dress slacks before the hockey game. She has dark brown eyes and hair. On her right eyebrow there’s a scar from a Hockey Game she played in where there was a high stick. .
She doesn’t like to look at herself in the mirror because she thinks she’s fat, a layer is not that much to be afraid of, but she won’t look.
-Personality
Strengths:
- DADA
- Reading
- Hockey
- Poetry
Weaknesses:
- Evying skinny girls
- Chocolate
- Spiders
- Boys
Point of Views: Becky is very pessimistic and will tell the truth even if the truth hurts, it's what makes her such a good fighter.
Personality: (Minimum 200 Words)Oh, there are so many ways to describe this charming teen. Let’s start with grumpy, she hates mornings and if she hasn’t had her early skate she will not only be grumpy, but very short tempered. She rarely cries and if she does it never involves pain, this is a girl who has gotten her nose broken, a high stick to her eye brow and been beaten up on the ice.
Dry wit even in the serious moments, someone could be dying and she would try to ease the tension of it. A fiery temper if provoked enough. Serious when the time calls for it and she's just a basic Virgo who likes to be organized, on time, caring to her friends, sensual, practical, mischevious and wityt., sarcastic as all hell, if she were facing off with an enemy or being taunted she'd be out there and asking them questions, like hey how's your boyfriend, he good? Get's punched, swears and gos right back to taunting. Example of sarcasam:
It's okay, we'll just ya know die here in the middle of now where, there's no Death Eaters running around, or anything.
Men. Men can make her cry, in the middle of the night when she knows there is no one for her. A born pessimist Becky has learned take what life throws at you, it’s just a test that someone of a higher power is giving you, pass or fail just do what you can, when you can.
She tends to be very kind to her friends, understanding and comforting, but to her enemies like the plastics, she’s not afraid to stand up for her friends, to tell them off and give them a boot in the ass while she’s at it. The Jocks are friendly to her, but they can also be not a very nice persons to her friends, she doesn’t appreciate that and when it happens, you’ll know.
A Rock and Roll girl you’ll never see her listening to Rap or pop, classic Rock is her genre. A friend back home in Maine had once told her she was as cold as ice. And that she is. Her favorite quote she had come with is this. “With a fire in my heart and ice in my veins I will play to the end.” Life or Hockey—it’s undecided.
-History
Nationality: American
Hometown: Anderson, Alaska
Family: Bill(Step Dad)
Gwen (Mother)
Rob & Rich (Uncles)
History:
Becky was born in October two weeks early, though her father was in the Navy and not around she was a daddy’s girl, always was. She would go with him aboard and mimic the things he did, seeming like an angel. Oh, she was, until she grew a brain. At age seven she was in jeans and t-shirts, dresses, skirts and ribbons forgotten, playing with the boys she learned to take a hit and not cry.
At age ten she was given two big surprises, a letter from the coach saying she could play and a letter from Hogwarts. She was ordered to go to the school and she did.
Hockey kept her alive, and on earth when her father was killed by a Death Eater, she wept and grieved and the ice called to her, when she played it was for her dad.
Diane married Bill, an not a very nice person in Becky’s opinion, he wanted her to quit hockey, it made her rebel. He made her stay in England over the summer, she found a way home to her team, he threatened to send her to a muggle school, she laughed and said. Bring it on, and again despite her protests at fifteen she went back to the school.
She could’ve said she hated it, but something was amazing about the school, but something lingered inside of her, a burning fire. Hockey. She needed the sport, it was apart of her. The fire could be doused one way, which was in the form of fighting. She had been sorted into Gryffindor and maybe was the cause for a lack of points because of those bloody Slytherin’s teasing her.
She was picked on for too long and as the years ticked past, she rebelled, she fought and swore, received dentitions. Gwen finally sent her hockey gear, it took her a full month of winter to regain her abilities, her friends were amazed that she was excelling at hockey, but her studies…well; they could have been much better coming from pure bloods.
We pick up with Becky in her seventh year, still playing Hockey on the pond, still fighting for her life, the life she wants, and still standing her ground.
-Extras
Likes:
- Hockey
- Blue
- Butter Beer
- Hot Wings
- Boston Bruins
- Wolves
Dislikes:
- Spiders
- Slytherins
- Death Eaters
- Voldemort
B]Wand:[/B] 12' inch Maple Wood and Unicorn hair
Pet: Cat named Salem
Broom: Nimbus 200
Roleplay Sample:
An owl swept in through the open window of the Gryffindor common room, it was ignored as it flew around the room looking for the one person.
“Schlegs!” Someone shouted, “Owl!”
Becky Schlegel looked up from mending a piece of her hockey gear. The owl spotted her and fluttered down. “Hello, Jack.” She grinned and took the letter away giving the bird an affectionate pat.
“How was the flight from the US?” The bird hooted nipping her hand as if saying I hate you for it. She smiled and opened the letter from her teammates. They were all wizards which was convenient. She read through it quickly, the second time more slowly.
“Well, I’ll be d**ned.” She smirked. “About time.” She was invited back to play in some sort of playoffs of the wizarding world.
“Take a break, Jack I’ll send you back on Wednesday.” That gave the bird two days to recover. The owl hooted and launched back out the window. Becky looked at the picture of her and the team that was always in her bag and smiled. Her team.
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