Post by tahlia on Aug 27, 2011 16:07:52 GMT -5
HELLO, GOOD MORNING HOW YOU DO,
TAHLIA RAE NOVAK
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WHAT MAKES YOUR RISING SUN SO NEW?
AND I'M LIVING AGAIN, AWAKE AND ALIVE,
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DYING TO BREATH IN THESE ABUNDANT SKIES[/center]
Tahlia ( Lia, Tata, Tahli) Rae Novak
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june third, twenty two
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female
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heterosexual
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pureblood
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Former Ravenclaw
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Co owner of Oh Star Bakery
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NEVER THOUGHT I COULD FALL LIKE THAT
THIS IS MY APPEARANCE
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NEVER THOUGHT I COULD HURT THIS BAD[/center]
Becky Lou Filip
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blue/green
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brown
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LEARNING TO BREATHE, LEARNING TO CRAWL,
THIS IS MY PERSONALITY
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FINDING YOU ALONE CAN BREAK MY FALL[/center]
sharks, blood, hospitals
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to overcome her fear of blood, perfecting magic, to stay out of trouble with people who could cause trouble for her, to keep her twin brother out of trouble
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music
guitar
photography
drawing
reading
baking
working
her brother
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oversleeping
failing tests
gossip
tight clothing
the dark
blood
lying
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book smart
extremely good at art
exceptional at baking
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cute animals
blood
the sea
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Tahlia is a complex person. She is and always has been. Ask anyone who has met her and they will tell you straight off the bat that she's a unpredictable person and she always had been. Well, to them maybe, depending how far they go back. Tahlia is pretty much bipolar, although she was never diagnosed for it, she knows, her family knows but they barely talk about it. She hates it, she doesn't want to be considered to have a personality disorder at all. She's a class A rebel, most of the time she'll be arguing against something as much as she hates arguing. But anything about authority she can't stand even though it's pretty hypocritical since she is the authority in her band. She hates drama and tends to stay away from it, due to a life time of drama she went through herself, she hates it and she just tries to shrink out of problems, of course unless it puts her or anyone in danger, then Tahlia comes to the rescue
Given that you know some of the good things about Tahlia, here's some of the bad, she's incredibly sarcastic, it could be good or it could be bad, you barely hear it though, since she's quiet most of the time. She's also stubborn and not the good kind even though it could be. But if it doesn't go her way, people get in trouble and she doesn't care. Tahlia is very pessimistic, she has gone through a lot and she views the world as a cold dark place, though if you catch her on a good day, she may be loving all of the human race, or hating most of it. But no one knows, since she's working or doing other things. She keeps her thoughts to herself most of the time since Gavin isn't that big on being outspoken. Unless there's drinking involved then all morals go out the window..
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I COULD USE A FRESH BEGINNING TOO,
THIS IS MY HISTORY
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ALL OF MY REGRETS ARE NOTHING NEW[/center]
Anamelia Sarah Hadlington - Mother - Pureblood witch - deceased
Lync Eric Novak - Father- Pureblood wizard- deceased
David Novak - twenty two - twin brother
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A small flat above her bakery that she shares with her brother.
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Born in Bucharest, Romania was the twin children of Anamelia and Lync Novak, Tahlia and David Novak, twin girl and boy. They were born on the third of June, their parents met three years before having them, getting married only a year after against both their parent's wishes. Both worked in the Ministry of Magic, Anamelia was a Auror while Lync worked in another department. They were raised in a rather odd household, considering their parents weren't around that much. Ana's mother came to take care of the kids, telling them that they're parents would never be around, and one day it happened. They were both killed when Tahlia and David reached the age of fifteen. Their fifth year during Hogwarts. Both suffered tremendously as David turned to music to heal his open wounds and Tahlia turned to art and baking.
She started teaching her brother how to bake when they turned seventeen, realizing the two were growing apart and they finally got out of Hogwarts their seventh year. Well, it ended up that they opened their own bakery, Oh Star, both living on top of it in a small flat till they could afford something bigger. That's when tragedy struck the Novak family again, a werewolf attacked her brother, turning him. Now, she has to deal with him changing and tends to try and stay away from the wizarding world, despite the fact that she and her brother can't deny what they are.
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THIS IS THE WAY I SAY I LOVE YOU
THIS IS MY PLAYER INFO
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THIS IS THE WAY I SAY I'M YOURS[/center]
ava
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four years
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hugz & kissez
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Running a hand through her dark hair, Thorne looked up at the ceiling, counting the stick on glow in the dark stars she had put up. She inhaled and then exhaled slowly as she blinked, her eyes adjusting to the lack of light in her room. Maybe she should of turned on the light. Of course, Thorne remained her in her bed, too lazy to get up at that moment. She really couldn't care less considering it wasn't that late. It was pretty early and by early it was like eleven in the morning. It may have been late for some, but for Thorne that was way too early. She snuggled into her covers more, burying her head under the pillow to keep out any noise that her brother may have been causing. She could hear him from down the hall tossing and turning. Probably having a nightmare.
Thorne had pushed memories of the attack way out of her head. Putting up a wall between them and her. She never had nightmares about them because she simply didn't care. Well, she did but not as much as some would think. Thorn had a sort of weird attitude about the whole werewolf thing. She recognized that she wasn't human anymore and that she was something entirely different. But she never bothered to try and find who did it to her. She just figured it was meant to be and it was pretty cool. At least to her, to have the power to sense people's emotions and everything. It was fascinating to her. But this was Thorne thinking about it optimistically which she did very little of since she leaned towards seeing the glass half empty and not half full. That was how she saw everything though. Thorne thought through most things in a negative light.
After laying there for a good hour Thorne forced herself to get up, pushing her hands onto the soft bed, propping herself up against the pillows. Hawthorne tossed her hair over her shoulder, letting it fall to her left as she tried to rake out the knots with her fingers. The brunette pulled the covers off of herself, pushing them to the side of the bed. She could hear her brother still tossing and turning, deciding it would just be kinder to wake him up rather than let him sleep. She got up, scratching her stomach through the black tank top as she walked out of the room and into his. She could smell that he was scared and it didn't take a werewolf to know that. As soon as she got to the door he stopped and she could only lean on the frame, running a hand through her dark hair again and heading back into her room as she pulled out the clothing for work. Which wasn't really that exciting. It was just a Grey v-neck and black jeans with her TOMS. She grabbed her phone and slipped it into her purse next to other things and ran a brush through her hair at the final minute.
She was not gonna wear make up to work. She would just get all greasy anyways, it wasn't like she was there to look good. She wrote her brother a note and opened the front door, shutting it behind her and running down the stairs and out the door. She made her way to her motorcycle, she had a car but the garage wasn't that far. She kicked the stand up and started the engine, slipping her helmet on and turning the bike around, moving out of the garage and cruising down the street. She was at the garage in minutes, their last name Davis in white letters on the front of the door. She took out the keys and unlocked it, typing in their security code and the garage opener. It opened and she pushed the bike inside, storing it off to the side. Thorne switched the computers on, typing in those passwords and started opening up the garage. After everything was all set, she started to work on the Jeep that had a engine problem, her mind was at work and it kept her hands busy. She wondered if she was going to get any other calls for her other business. She wouldn't of been surprised honestly. Thorne was never surprised about who brought her drugs.
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