Post by stella on Nov 23, 2008 20:38:05 GMT -5
{ STELLA HATCHER .
' i don't need no other lover.
' i don't need no other lover.
{ THE PLAYER .
who pulls the strings.
who pulls the strings.
Alias: Aurelia... Lia for short
Age: Eighteen
How did you find this site: Probards Support
Any other characters: edward tyson fletcher
{ THE CHARACTER .
quick info.
quick info.
Character's Full Name: Stella Katherine Hatcher
Age sixteen
Year sixth
House: [Admin will chose if not canon] or former house if adult.
Job If adult.
Blood Line:Muggleborn
{ THE LOOKS .
what you look like.
what you look like.
- -Hair: naturally brown, but she dyes it black
- -eyes: crystal blue
- -height: 5'1"
- -weight: 102 lbs
- -Tattoos(ect.): see general description.
General Appearance [Two Paragrahs]:
-face-
Stella looks almost nothing like her dad. They have a few things in common like the pale skin town and the rounded features, but thats that. Stella has a pretty porcelain shade of skin set off by dazzling blue eyes. Almost a crystalline color if caught in the right light. For hair, she was born with natural brown hair but has been very prone to dying it all sorts of shades, her favorite has been black because it gets her the most attention and just fits perfectly with her eyes. She's absolutely terrified of needles but she does have two piercings on her face. She has her lower lip ringed once. And then she has a monroe piercing [that she rarely ever has the piercing in].
-body type-
The small Hatcher girl is, quite literally, small. She only stands at about 5'1. She carries little to no muscle mass, but is a helluva lot stronger than she looks. Despite what everyone may think, she's quite the power house and can handle herself. Stella is very thin, almost sickly for her weight. In fact, she's been told she's underweight quite a few times, but doesn't seem to have any problems or complications because of it. Apparently she's been blessed with lovley genes that keep her going. Her metabolism is extraordinary, so she's never been one to run or have to really do much to keep herself in shape.
Even thoughs he's terrified of needles, Stella has taken it upon herself to get a few tattoos. Her favorite would be the stars across her back and hips. example. Her dad has not the slightest idea that she got these tattoos so it would explain why she never wears shirts that would show her stomach. Well, unless she's alone. Or out with friends. Never when she's around Trevor. One of her other tattoos would be the ones across her wrist. In a fancy script it reads no lies, just love. And her last and final tattoo is on the back of her neck. Its a cupcake with a ribbon coming around it with "daddys little girl" written on it.
-sense of style-
Stella has picked up the typical scene girl style. It didn't start this way, trust me. I mean, she dressed like your normal young girl. And then her friends at school started buying her these really cute clothes and hair extensions and it just went from there. She started cutting her own hair and going away from RAVE and Hollister. Stella started ordering all of her things offline. She stopped shopping in her local mall and stuff. The only store she did visit was the one back home. Babycakes. Which she adores. Just wait till she figures out that thats Jakob's line.
Her shirts can range, but she does like to keep her stomach covered up. Mostly because of the tattoos that she doesnt want her dad to find out about. I mean, seriously. If he found out about all those tattoos she's been getting, and forging his signature to get, he would flip. But she is quite fond of the tight fitting, slim fit shirts. She likes wearing baggy shirts on stage with those cute booty short things and the neon nike shoes. She's just an all around bright person isnt she? when she's alone, she usually goes back to wearing tank tops, layered of course and shorts. She doesnt like skirts. At all. She doesn't wear them. Ever.
We all know Stella's dad probably doesn't approve of the booty shorts. So we all know that she does like to wear pants on occassion. She likes skinny jeans. A lot. Bright colorful skinny jeans. Stella likes to criss cross two belts over them as well. So it all works out for her. She likes animal print on her skinny jeans as well. Anything bright and new works for her. And as for shoes, those bright nike high tops work for her. Flats are also pretty popular. She wont wear heels.
{ THE PERSONALITY .
inside is what counts.
inside is what counts.
Patronus: Cannot produce one
Mirror of Erised: the usual. To be loved by someone.
Personality [Atleast two paragraphs]:
Going off of the party girl factor, Stella likes to have fun. She likes to play games and laugh and joke around. She's a natural prankster. Her poor daddy got the brunt of it growing up. Stella was a little demon child. She loved playing jokes and pranks on poor Trevor. Now she just does it to other people. Another form of fun for her is finger painting. She likes doing things most little kids would like to do. Seriously. Give her a jar of play-doh and she's good. She carries the little tiny ones you get on halloween in her bag and just whips them out when she gets bored. She also likes playsets.
Stella is very carefree. She doesn't like to worry herself over small or big things. Lifes too short in her opinion. So, party hard, get drunk off your ass and make the best of it cause you don't have enough time to just sit and bitch about everything. She's very selfless and loves to help people. In fact, when racing fails hardcore with her, Stella wants to be a nurse so she can help people even more. But, there is one problem with being a nurse. Stella hates when people whine about anything. The only exception is her brother. Mostly because well, he's her brother and she cares about him more than most people.
Stella is very loyal and very loving. She has a caring heart and is very kind. She loves helping people and she adores helping her friends. She's quite modest when it comes down to her appearance. She doesnt think too much of herself. And no one is going to convince her otherwise. Another trait that comes with being Stella Hatcher, or really, a girl in general. Hitching on to the stubbornness factor, you can also deduct that she doesnt allow herself to be pushed around so easily. She's not one for taking orders either. Stella will do what she wants. If she thinks its the right thing to do, she will do it. Make no mistake. Stella Hatcher is a girl of her own.
Being the happy hyper person she is, Stella very rarely experiences depression. In fact, she avoids it like the plague. If she starts to get sad, she's more than likely going to find something happy or upbeat to listen to. Or, she'll go out and pester Trevor. Either or. It all works for her. Another thing is that when depression does finally get to her, it hits her hardcore. She'll hole up in her room for days and refuse to eat or drink. She wont leave until she's finally pulled herself out or someone has successfully forced her out. I probably don't need to even say thats she's terribly stubborn. Stella refuses to let people push her around and that just adds to the stubbornness.
Stella loves clothes, fashion, and bright colors. She likes buying clothes, whether from expensive places or the thrift store, to create her own unique look. Neon colors are the best. She's the girl you go to for fashion advice. Whether those shoes look good with that skirt, of whether that shirt goes with that coast. Stella's always willing to help you with the fashion aspect in life. Her outfits are creative, leaning toward the scene side, and can only be pulled off if you're Stella.
Stella is first and foremost and artist. She paints, plays piano, and writes a lot of music. Usually, there will be paint somewhere on the girl's body. Stella devotes a large portion of her time to painting. Nothing comes between her and her art. When there is a creativity block then you should watch out. She gets easily angry and moody. Stella is a classically trained pianist. If she isn't found with a paintbrush in her hand then she's sitting in front of the piano. Stella loves these two things so much. The beautiful girl would probably expire without them.
Another trait for the girl is her temper. Oh does miss Stella have a temper on her. She gets frustrated quite easily and is very quick to show it even if it doesnt come out as anger. She will some times reduce herself to fits of tears if she gets worked up enough. Stella doesnt seem to have the emotional capacity to deal with too much at once. It all piles on and then she'll break and start sorting it out in her own ways. This usually contributes to the danger magnet personality quirk. When she's mad or flustered, she will go out and do stupid things. Stella is quite intelligent, but is very prone to idiotic thoughts.
Stella Katherine Hatcher is not only clumsy, but very accident prone. She's like a magnet for danger. Whenever something goes wrong, you can be assured that Miss Stella is somewhere near by. This is mostly because of her strong attitude and personality traits. It just draws people to her. Her proneness to accidents is increased by her stubborn and headstrong attitude. Everything she does, she does for a reason. Though, she's way too stubborn to admit to it. She has too much pride to admit when she's wrong most of the time.
Good Traits [Atleast two sentances]:
Caring, and loving. These are good traits because they overcome her bad ones.
Bad Traits [Atleast two sentances]:
Oh she can be very ditzy at times, even though she is quite intelligent. There is also the factor that she loves her pranking, even to this day.
Favorite/Best Subject: History of Magic/Denfence Against the Dark Arts.
Hated/Worst Subject: Herbology/Ancient Runes
{ THE PAST .
way back when.
way back when.
Family Members:
Mother - - felicity marie , thirty-three
Father - - trevor maron , thirty
General History:
Felicity Marie was born in the uppercrust of London. Her family was very well known. Why? Because her parents were dirty stinking rich. Thats why. And thats all it took at that time. Felicity grew up a very spoiled little girl. She got whatever she wanted, whenever she wanted. She didn't know what the word no meant. She just got what wanted. No one ever questioned the tiny girl. Her parents were never home. She grew up with the help in their home and her distant relatives who would come to stay with her and make sure she got taken care of. Even though they didnt seem to care much about their little girl, Felicity's parents did care. They tried to make it up to Felicity with buying her things. Their love was replaced with toys and trinkets.
The tiny girl never thought too much of it. Felicity thought that was how other kids grew up. So she never questioned it. But as she got older, she soon realized that her parents weren't raising her right. This is when she began to rebel. And you want to know how she did it? In one of the dirtiest ways she could. With a boy. Felicity, in her high school years, met a boy named Trevor Maron Hatcher. He seemed sweet enough. Too bad she would have to use him to get back at her parents. She didnt realize how strong the boys feelings were for her. But she played off of them. They did end up fooling around. That was Felicity's revenge. She told her parents about it, hoping to get an amazing reaction out of it. Too bad they took her to the hospital to get tested. And thats when they found out.
Felicity was pregnant.
The girl was shell shocked. She thought she had used protection, but of course, when you're in the heat of the moment, you never think about these things. So, she would end up taking all of this out on Trevor. The poor boy didn't even see it coming. She had been sweet during their entire relationship. But she blamed him for all of this. So she acted like a royal...you know what. Dear god was she mean to him. But he just took it. Felicity couldnt understand why. But guess what? She didnt care. She just kept it up until she could get out of the relationship. Which she did soon. Felicity gave birth to little Stella Katherine Hatcher on April 25th, 1992. She didn't ever get attached to the little girl. She left a note for Trevor and took off. She didnt care.
Stella grew up like a normal little girl in most senses. Her daddy took perfect care of her. In retrospect, Stella would feel bad for how her birth affected her dad. That he had dropped out of school to take care of her. She would always feel guilty for that. But when she was younger, much like her mother, thought nothing of it. She wouldnt understand. Stella loved being around Daddy. And her grandparents. She lived in London up until the age of three when her dad wanted to move to America. And so they did. Stella had already learned how to speak somewhat, so she did have a slight accent. And always would. Stella loves her accent and won't hide it for anyone.
After moving to America, Stella adjusted well enough. She was teased lightly for her accent, but she never reguarded any of the kids unkindly for it. She just decided thats how they were raised. And thats just who they were. She didnt care. Stella had her moments when she would actually let their words get to her. And she would just hole up in her room. But she would eventually pull herself out of it. Stella didn't ever stay too sad for too long. She was too childish for it. Stella was very used to regaining herself and bouncing back after a small bout of depression.
School went normally for her outside of that. She was part of the choir, she did band and orchestra. Her favorite classes were always the defence classes. Stella always loved to paint and play music. Its how she got things out. Stella was and always will be a wonderful artist. She actually does a lot of designs for the bands shirts and such. She loves it. When the band falls out, Stella wants to become a painter or an artist. That was her dream in school and she still holds it to this very day.
When moving back, she was welcome with open arms. And was also welcomed to Hogwarts at sixteen years.
{ THE END .
curtain call.
curtain call.
Role Playing Example [Minimum 2 detailed paragraphs]:
Mary walked through her tour bus and found nothing better to do. She was bored out of her mind and she finished up a new song not too long ago. That was something that a lot of people didn't know about Marytsa, the little Italian. She wrote music. But this was something that she loved to keep a secret. It was a talent, aside from her drumming, but this was a secret talent. Something that needed to remain hidden. She didn't want this piece of her to be exposed for all the world to see. Maybe some day she would show it, but for now it was a thing that only her eyes would be able to see.
The bella stepped out of her bus and looked around the lot. There was no one there that she wanted to talk to, so she decided to head out to the park. It was a place that Mary would love to go to when she was younger. Her favorite place was the slide because she would just sit upon it and start to lightly tap a beat with her fingers. Soon it would become a grand masterpiece. Smiling, long curly black hair flowed gently with the wind's rhythm. She shivered slightly, but nothing major.
Step by step she made her way through the crowds of people and now found herself sitting on an empty bench in the middle of the park. Looking as people passed her, her blue eyes fell upon an old couple sitting across her way. They were holding hands and the elderly man whispered sweet nothings into the fair woman's ear. She giggled and lightly tapped the man's shoulder, making him laugh in return. Marytsa smiled at this and wished. She wished that she could find something like that. Love... and then her mind turned to skittles. She was craving some right about now, but she wasn't near a store and she didn't have money on her anyways. She had left it in the bus. Then, without warning someone sat next to her. The raven-haired girl turned her bright blue eyes and gazed upon the person sitting next to her.
The bella stepped out of her bus and looked around the lot. There was no one there that she wanted to talk to, so she decided to head out to the park. It was a place that Mary would love to go to when she was younger. Her favorite place was the slide because she would just sit upon it and start to lightly tap a beat with her fingers. Soon it would become a grand masterpiece. Smiling, long curly black hair flowed gently with the wind's rhythm. She shivered slightly, but nothing major.
Step by step she made her way through the crowds of people and now found herself sitting on an empty bench in the middle of the park. Looking as people passed her, her blue eyes fell upon an old couple sitting across her way. They were holding hands and the elderly man whispered sweet nothings into the fair woman's ear. She giggled and lightly tapped the man's shoulder, making him laugh in return. Marytsa smiled at this and wished. She wished that she could find something like that. Love... and then her mind turned to skittles. She was craving some right about now, but she wasn't near a store and she didn't have money on her anyways. She had left it in the bus. Then, without warning someone sat next to her. The raven-haired girl turned her bright blue eyes and gazed upon the person sitting next to her.
Why You Think You'd Role Play as This Character Well:
I've played her once before and I thought that this would be a good opportunity to develop her more.
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