Post by tonks on Dec 26, 2010 17:25:53 GMT -5
NYMPHADORA|ANDROMEDA|TONKS
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(we need a little pretty cuz this country's insane, so go ahead and label me whatever you like, but nothings quite as sexy as a woman as fine.)
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[/size]IT’S A LIE SHE’S BEEN CARRING AROUND
IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
[/font][/size]IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
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[/size]Name: Nymphadora Andromeda Tonks.
Nickname: Tonks, Dora.
Age/Birthday: Twenty-Three, November 21st, 1973.
Gender: Female.
Orientation: Heterosexual but Open.
Blood Status: Halfblood.
Affiliation: Order.
Year/House: Former Hufflepuff.
Occupation (adults): Auror.
Wand: 12 inch holly and redwood. Dragon heartstring core, good for Charms.
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[/size]TAKES PRIDE IN APPEARANCE
AND THE JOB IN HAND
[/size]AND THE JOB IN HAND
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[/size]Eyes: Dark Hazel Green but can change at will.
Hair: Rusty Mousy Brown but can change at will.
Height: Five feet nine inches.
Weight: A hundred an seventy pounds.
Distinguishing Features(if any): Four tattoos in various places on her body and a mole on her left cheek.
Play-by: Natalia Tena.
Overall appearance: Tonks has a nose piercing and four tattoos over various parts of her body. She also has a mole on her left cheek under her eye. Tonks is a Metamorphmagus, which means she has the ability to change her appearance at will. Her natural appearance is of a pretty, pale, heart shaped Witch.
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[/size]IT’S THE SIMPLE FLAW
THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
[/size]THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
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[/size]Erised: Tonks' greatest desire would be to stop this war and get the one person in her entire life that she wants the most. Though she hasn't made a terrible habit of trying to lure the one she loves to her yet, she desperately wants to grasp a hold of him, to have him see her, and in turn, love her.
Patronus: A Werewolf. The memory she carries with this animal is the day she passed her Auror Exam, the proud look upon her parent’s faces and the accomplishment she felt. It still brings a grin to Tonks’ face to this day.
Boggart: Tonk's boggart would probably be Remus dying, simply because it is something that is on her mind at all times and something she fears is bound to happen. Something she can't let happen and it makes her feel hopeless because of it.
Dementor: Tonks fears that her parents will get caught in the crossfire of the war and she will never see them again. She is going through great lengths to keep both her mother and father safe but unfortunately with her mothers free spirit, there is only so much she can do and she consistently worries over their wellbeing, to the point of sometimes making herself sick with fear that something will go wrong and she will lose the two most important people in her entire life.
Amortentia: Winter Snow, Freshly Laundered Wool Sweaters, Rose Water, Sandalwood, and Incense Smoke.
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[/size]THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T SEE
AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
[/size]AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
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[/size]Likes: The Weird Sisters
the Quibbler
The Order
Remus Lupin
Snow
Color Purple
Her Parents
Cats
Boots
Cigarettes
Alcohol
Sex
House Elves
Sirius Black
Flying
Her Broom
Muggle Movies
Astrology
Astronomy
Ripped Jeans
Jokes
Laughing
Intelligence
Turtles
Telephones
Singing (though she doesn't do it well.)
Her Job as an Auror
St. Mungos
Children
Dislikes: Bellatrix
White Chocolate
Losing
Feeling Out of control
Being Lost
Being Clumsy
Feeling Depressed
Being Angry
People Dying
Examinations
Stupidity
Housework Spells
Being Clumsy
Healing Spells
Strengths:
Intelligent.
Loyal.
Kind.
Bubbly.
Outgoing.
Friendly.
Sarcastic.
Lively.
Dueling.
Camouflage.
Control Seeker.
Independent.
Leader.
Funny.
Good Listener.
Cooking [when she isn't knocking stuff over.]
Caring.
Optimistic.
Metamorphmagus.
Weaknesses:
Remus Lupin.
Clumsy.
Easily Distraction.
Bad Depth Perception.
Horrible spacial awareness.
Fear of someone dying because of her.
Tries to shut off her emotions.
Speaks without thinking.
Lying [she's horrible at it.]
The Order.
Overall Personality:
Tonks is a loving person, she was a former Hufflepuff, making her very loyal and fair. Tonks likes to try and see the good in most people, unless she figures them a lost cause, into which she will worry. Tonks is fierce about nobody calling her Nymphadora and wishes that everybody would forget about the name. She is brave and independent, working as an Auror to help protect Harry Potter, making her part of the Advance Guard.
Tonks is outgoing and bubbly, liking to joke around a lot, she is also a metamorphmagus, meaning she can change her appearance at will. She is highly close to her mother and father and loves them dearly, even with the name mishap. Tonks is related to the Black family though she doesn't really acknowledge it for obvious reasons, though she adores Sirius Black. Tonks is also in love with his best friend, Remus Lupin, though she hasn't found the right time to appropriately tell him yet.
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[/size]IT’S THE CRACKING OF THE GLASS
THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
[/size]THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
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[/size]Family: Andromeda Black - Mother. Theodore Tonks - Father.
Pets: N/a.
Residence: London, England.
History:
Tonks was born to Andromeda Tonks (nee Black), a pure blood witch and Theodore Tonks, a muggle born wizard. This makes Tonks a half blood. She is related to the Blacks, and Draco Malfoy and Sirius Black are her cousins while Bellatrix and Narcissa are her aunts. Tonks is estranged from the Black side of her family, just as her mother is because of their intolerance for anything but pure blood wizards. When Tonks was eleven, she got her letter to go to Hogwarts right during the time her very distant cousin, Charlie Weasley started. Tonks was placed in the Gryffindor House because of her bravery and loyalty. She never did make it to being a prefect though because of her inability to stay out of trouble.
Tonks obviously gets along very well with The Weasley Twins and probably at some points has shown them a trick or two. Tonks' wand is a twelve inch holly and redwood with a dragon heartstring core. It is very near and dear to her, and because of her career, she must keep it by her at all times. Tonks was able to gain five N.E.W.T.S. above Exceeding Expectations during her seventh year at Hogwarts which earned her entry into the Auror program at the Ministry. It took Tonks three years to complete her Auror training. Into which she almost failed a few parts but thankfully did not because being an Auror is something she takes a huge pride in.
Found in an old box underneath some floorboards at the Tonks' home, these files were seized by Snatchers: Fenrir Greyback and Scabior. They are being traced now to find this mud bloods whereabouts.
It's been four days since Mad Eye's talked to anybody. I think he's either lost his mind or just his tolerance to listen to the same music day in and day out. I don't blame him. The banging droll beat that Kinglsey and Remus continue to listen to to fill out the silence has been making even me fall asleep, and I entertain rather easily. I fear that Mad Eye's psyching himself up. Like he knows something is bound to happen. Though, it's just a simple rescue mission right? Harry Potter all alone inside the Muggle's house. Couldn't be too difficult, at very least it would give everyone final insight into this boy's life. Mad Eye describes him as looking just like James Potter, though at the age of fifteen. I never met James, being as young as I was when they were murdered, but Sirius has pictures. Quite a lot actually, and ever since his break from Azkaban and his arrival at Number 12, I've been seeing a lot of him. It's odd to think of Sirius being out of prison. Astonishing actually, and though I know he is innocent, I have to wonder the looks Remus sometimes gives my dear old cousin. I love Sirius dearly but he is getting all too comfortable, too reckless, something even a screw up like me sees. I wonder if Mad Eye and I should discuss that.
- June 23rd, 1995.
Today is a day of mourning. Harry Potter decided to go to the Department of Mysteries last night, a docile but dangerous place. I'm rather sore after fighting off my aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, that crazy bitch. She cornered me for awhile before she got in a lucky strike, injuring me and rendering me unconscious. I awoke in St. Mungos with Remus and a few Order members around me. They were the ones to deliver the news. Sirius Black was killed last night at Bellatrix's hand. The woman blinds me with hate, rage, and anger. Something that will never subside, and someday I will get her back, make her pay for taking away people, loved ones, family members away. She deserves an unforgivable curse right to the mouth. Remus was sweet though, the man stayed by my side even though we've been fighting for ages now, his unwillingness to see what I want, to be who I know he is. It angers me, he fears himself too old and too dangerous, I know, trivial things really. The doctors here are brilliant but they've given me this funny colored stuff and now the room appears to be spinning, I think I am getting slee-.
- December 27th, 1995.
I've been stationed at Hogwarts this year. A place I haven't been too since I graduated from my classes. Luckily I am very much up for the job, I need something to distract me. Today I picked up Harry from the train. Apparently Draco Malfoy had put a charm upon him and then broke his nose while leaving him hidden on the train. Luckily I was checking the cars when I found him. I decided to bring him up to the castle by myself, using my newly changed patronus, a large silvery werewolf, which is really no surprise, to show ourselves to Snape at the gate. Though Snape is part of the Order, there are still days where I don't trust him. I don't think anybody fully does but possibly Dumbledore. After this year ends, I believe it's Harry's sixth..then I do not know where I will be stationed, though I suspect back to Headquarters at some point. I hope. I need to speak with Remus again, the spiny bastard can not shut me out, not after what I've gone through. Though I am currently enraged with Dumbledore for sending him underground. It frightens me, something I'll never actually admit, but I think Dumbledore knows that it does. Afterall, why else would he be so keen to keep me here, as if under his nose. I have the utmost respect for Dumbledore, considering that he sees me as such a trustworthy and loyal witch, which I do my best not to let him down on. I wonder how I'm doing. After the fiasco a few months ago, Mad Eye has made it a point to remind us all that our first and foremost responsibility is Harry Potter. Like we've all forgotten. Though he should know better, in reality we all should. It's going to take a few more than a couple of seasoned Aurors to fight this war.
- September 1st, 1996.
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[/size]YOU TOOK YOUR EYES UP OFF THE GAME
YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
[/size]YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
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[/size]Name/Alias: tonks.
Age: 21.
Roleplay Experience: Eleven years.
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Roleplay Sample:
Hearing his distaste for the rat bastard that called himself James and Sirius’ friend, Tonks’ chin lifted a bit, as if proud and nodded curtly. Sliding her tongue in between her teeth as she bit down onto it. Her calm demeanor was failing fast as he continued on with Sirius. Hearing her first name escape from his lips, Tonks hissed out darkly. Hazel eyes snapping to him and her dark rust hair turned a bright tomato red. ”Hey! I will not warn you again.”
”Black family was born mad.”[/color] Her voice was light and devoid of meaning as she glanced back around the muggles, her thumb and forefinger near her mouth before casting a glance back to her uncle. She was getting nervous. The fact that the two of them were pretending to have such an innocent conversation, and Rodolphus was in fact, behaving himself. It wouldn’t last. It couldn’t. Watching a young blond woman dragging her daughter down the street, men and women alike hurrying about to get out of the rain, Tonks couldn’t help but frown slightly. Feeling the use of magic, she quickly returned her attention to her uncle, who was now, like herself, standing in the rain but instead of the rain disappearing and expanding into the fibers of his clothing, it merely bounced off and hit the damp ground below. Tonks cocked her right eyebrow in mild disgust when he spoke and she snorted out. ”People want to be better than they are…there are some muggles, most actually, who wouldn’t change themselves to be like us…not in a million years.”[/color]
Hearing the man’s spiel, Tonks couldn’t help but smirk at his story, shaking her head gently. Closing her eyes for a long moment before reopening them, her full lips parting to speak out softly, slightly condescending as if talking to a child. ”As I said…better, i.e. not like you…hell, not even like me. You, as a person, ruined his life…doesn’t matter if you were a wizard, muggle, god damn house elf…that never comes into play. Doesn’t even come up as a blip on the big scheme of everything…which is what should be focused on anyhow.”[/color] The woman spoke matter-of-factly. She hated the muggle prejudice, and maybe it was because she was half blood, or perhaps because she was married to a werewolf, but something about it gave her great anxiety and sickness, deep inside her gut. With the thought of her stomach, Tonks’ heavily laquered nails fell down to her lower abdomen for a split second before Rodolphus heeded his warning. Rolling her eyes up to him, she shook her head.
Backing away now and watching the cars on the street, the movement around them, Tonks dipped her head to the side. ”And for what? You can reduce an entire city to ash, but for what reason? To punish me?…You’ll have to be more crafty than that.”[/color] Her lips pursed together softly, but the light wood of her wand slipped from her fingers just a little, still keeping her touch upon it but not at all ready to whip it out, probably a foolish move, but one she would have to take on for the moment being. Rodolphus had been getting on her last nerve for well over fifteen minutes now and as he began to badger on about Sirius again, Tonks felt the anger snap into her brain. She couldn’t help but growl out immediately and whipping her wand out instantly, without even thinking. Blood pounding roughly in her ears, she barely heard the words about St. Mungos, not even able to think about his words, she seethed out, wand pointed at his chest. Going to open her mouth to cast some sort of hex to get him to shut up before hearing a loud rapping. Her hazel orbs turned instantly in attention and her wand disappeared between her fingertips, delving underneath the sleeve of her robes.
The policeman was a muggle, obviously. Slightly portly, and oh so oblivious. Tonks blew a strand of rusty auburn hair out of her face and only looking slightly annoyed by the disturbance that the police officer was causing. When he spoke, Tonks opened her mouth to speak as her foot fell forward, but Rodolphus immediately cut her off and her gaze flickered to the man, mildly interested. Hearing his flimsy excuse and the hint of blatant disregard for any kind of respect, Tonks began to shake her head. She stood in between the cop and Rodolphus and smiled gently. ”Pardon me Officer, but we were actually just leaving, sorry to..disturb the peace or what have you.”[/color] Without even really thinking on the safety of herself, she grasped onto Rodolphus’ sleeve roughly, flicking her wrist as if getting him to move. Her hazel orbs flashed dangerously and she shook her head. Trying very hard to save and protect the muggle in front of her, even if it meant she had to take some heat for it. Her jaw clenched as she spoke through her teeth, eyes rough on him. ”Let us go and leave the poor officer alone, yes Rodolphus?”[/color] The words came off as a question, but anyone paying close enough attention knew it was more of a command, and something she knew deep down the man wouldn’t even try to heed.[/quote]
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