Post by Maria Knightly on Sept 26, 2006 16:47:23 GMT -5
Full Name:Maria Knightly
Age:18
Year: 7th
House: Slytherin
Personality:Mariais a very nasty person to be around. She dislikes mostly everyone and hates following other people’s rules. She wants to be a leader and a leader only. If you get on her bad side there is a prise. she hates Muggle bourns . she is one to only follow her rules and no ones else’s.
Strengths:
Dark Magic
Flying
Potions
Weakness:
Getting along with others
Being over powered
Likes: flying, dark magic, potions,
Dislikes: overpowered, being asked too many questions
Physical Appearance:
Picture:
Character History:Maria war born into a very powerful family of purbloods. Her dad was always into dark magic and that’s why she is very crul and dark to others. Her mom died when she was around sixteen. But her dad is still living. she has her own sort of dark magic she does.
Family Members:
Dad: Marvin Knightly
Mom: Marie Knightly
History:when Maria was little her dad started teaching her very strong and dark magic. She knows everything that her dad knows and has the same sort of dark power as her dad. She loves everything about dark magic.
Miscellaneous Information:
RP Example:
Rory watched what was happening, He wasn't sure on what his next move was gonna be but it was gonna have to be such a f**king good fluke if he wanted this to work properly. Rory bit his lower lip, well, he was scared but someway he knew he wouldn't leave and watching the guy pulling something out of his pocket freaked him out more. Rory had never been knifed or stabbed, surprisingly and he didn't INTEND for that to happen at all. Rory was slightly shocked though when Ophelia jumped out in front of him, blocking his view from the man... He wondered what she was gonna to do. Rory noticed the glint of the night in the street lamp, The same thoughts were running through his mind although they had changed to along the lines of: 'Ophelia's not going to get hurt because of me' and that he couldn't live with himself if anything happened to her. Rory sighed, his eyes glancing around for a sign of something, aha. Bullseye. Although suddenly feeling himself being pulled into a hug he thought about what was happening... slightly confused but not showing it, yet. Her body against his was cold, and he felt really bad and really just wanted to get her home now. Right now. "Oph..." he whispered hearing what she had told him to do. Rory took it as she would follow him or something, shaking his head he sighed and decided he would go. Rory began to run off deciding he would wait for a second and then get the car... they weren't exactly THAT far a way were they? Running really fastly he was rather amazed at how he was doing, after about 6 minutes, almost half the time he had got there he reached his car. Quickly unlocking it he got inside, "nuts, nuts, nuts." Rory mumbled to himself, revving the engine and making his way back to where Ophelia and the guy were. Rory was actually glad the windows had a dim input, for once in his life and as they became more into focus he bit his lip and glanced around his car. Spying a beer bottle he nodded and pretended to drive away from the scene as the guy wouldn't notice at all. Now, he stopped not far behind them and pulled the beer bottle into his hands and felt the smooth surface. It's now or never... Rory reminded himself, opening the car door discreetly and walking slowly across the pavement. Rory made as little noise as possible under the circumstances and then hoped to catch Ophelia's eye site so she would KNOW to move. Rory bit his lip feebly again and began to walk to wards the man... wondering whether he should do it, without thinking though he quickly smashed the beer bottle over his head, still holding onto the bottle rim hoping he would be knocked unconscious.
"Yeah, not a very nice person." Rory said, kicking the man harshly in the side, actually quite glad he was on the ground. Rory wanted to make sure he was actually bad and jump on him or something... but he wasn't that bad, smashing a bottle over someone's head was quite sufficent for him, thanks. Rory ran a hand through his hair, knowing his could hear breathing from the guy but that he was just unconsious right now. Rory just watched Ophelia for a second... he didn't know how all this had happened, and it was only just all sinking in how much he had actually done. Good thing he didn't actually live like round here, any of his best girm mates... it's f**king bad. Rory sighed, wondering what was going to happen now and he bit his lip and watched Ophelia agian, before watching her advance... he half expected her to slap him for some reason, but then she hugged him tightly and tears soaked through his T-shirt. Rory listened to her and knew thta he could'nt stay too mad, he had said things he didn't mean either. "Shh, no, I'm sorry Ophelia. I really didn't mean to make you seem like a 'very *friendly* person' or anything, I'm really sorry." Rory told her and sighed, putting his arms around her now. "No, you saved your life Ophelia... think about it," Rory said, pulling away from the hug now and examing her face tears rushing down he wiped them away carefully and kissed them in the place they would've been before hugging her, "Come on babe,"
(( That’s from a different site))
