Post by Dominique Callea on Aug 10, 2008 5:47:12 GMT -5
DOMINIQUE LOU CALLEA
This application is DONE.
This application is DONE.
` the basics ,
• Character's full name: Dominique Lou Callea
• Age: 21
• Birthday: July 6th
• Blood Status: pureblood
• Former House: Ravenclaw
` this wizardry stuff ,
• Wand: Oak, Dragon Heartstring, 12 1/4", Swishy
• Job: Advanced Healer, who is sometimes asked by the ministry to cover problems dealing with curing or making new potions which are related to the ministry itself.
• Alliance: Neutral
• Why is your character fit for this alliance?
• Boggart: Dead people with blood covering all of their bodies.
` some psychoanalysis ,
• Likes:
• Dislikes:
• Your goals, and why:
• Personality:
` your head shot ,
• 100 x 100 Icon:
• Play By: Rachel Bilson
` beauty is skin deep ,
• Height: 5' 3"
• Weight: 110
• Eyes: Blue
• Hair: Dark brown
• Face && Complexion:
• Build: a petite body / a skinny figure
• Prized Possessions: N/A
` more indepth ,
• History:
• Roleplay Sample:
• Character's full name: Dominique Lou Callea
• Age: 21
• Birthday: July 6th
• Blood Status: pureblood
• Former House: Ravenclaw
` this wizardry stuff ,
• Wand: Oak, Dragon Heartstring, 12 1/4", Swishy
• Job: Advanced Healer, who is sometimes asked by the ministry to cover problems dealing with curing or making new potions which are related to the ministry itself.
• Alliance: Neutral
• Why is your character fit for this alliance?
Dominique was an A's student who can deliver such a great deal of charms, potions, spells and others. She doesn't bother herself to pick a side since she wasn't really that interested in joining the 'war'. The fact that she is indeed a pure-blood doesn't make her feel like her status is above average. Instead, she doesn't mind being compared to those muggles whom she is crazy about.
• Boggart: Dead people with blood covering all of their bodies.
` some psychoanalysis ,
• Likes:
» reading
» writing
» charms
» potions
» cooking
» being alone
» vegetables
» butterbeer
» coffee
» summer
» flowers
» mountain
» bright colors
» muggle fashion
» muggle artifacts
• Dislikes:
» her mother and her step-father
» meat
» sweets
» being interrupted
» rains
» people who just can't stand on their own
» her cousin, Alexa
» chocolate
» wild parties
» bossy and spoiled brats
» childish guys
• Your goals, and why:
» to run my own hospital or at least to be involved more in st. mungo's because i have no one else in my life to care about and so that I want to dedicate my life to helping people ]
» to publish my very first novel because I just love writing ]
» settling down because I just love children ]
• Personality:
Do you happen to know what kind of people perfectionists are? Well.. Domi is one of those. She won't sit on her couch idly to take a deep breath after a long and perhaps tiring day. She keeps on organizing things and doing any other things she can think of at that moment, even if it means she has to clean the table in her house like every minutes just because they are covered with dust. Domi has some principles of her own to set to live her lives. She may not be the person who offers to be a helpful friend, but it doesn't mean she doesn't want to help. She just saves herself the bother of telling the whole world what a nice and caring person she is. Instead, she prefers living in a disguise when dealing with the crowds. In other words, she doesn't wait to be 'credited'.
Dominique Callea is one of a kind. She doesn't like to talk much and as much as she wants to express her feelings to the loved one, she just can't let it out. As the result, she tends to cause misunderstanding and hurt other people in the process. On top of that, her heart is so soft that it can be ripped of easily, but she always manages to put on a happy face. That's why her house comes first into her mind whenever she goes through a rough day.
However, Domi is indeed a nice lady. She treats others the way she wants to be treated. She rather goes neutral and doesn't pick a stand. But... she is an independent woman who sets her own mind properly. That way, she hardly goes with the majority. She stands up for what she believes in even if it means standing alone. Sounds like a quote?? Well.. it's one of her motto.
While she loves being alone, bunches of friends is one of the best cure for her boredom. On certain days, she rejects all the invitation addressed to her just because she has planned to sit under the tree, finished reading 'The Five People You Meet in Heaven' by Mitch Albom. On another day, she is the one who actually initiates going out together. Yet, she is not into wild parties which involve drinking.
` your head shot ,
• 100 x 100 Icon:
• Play By: Rachel Bilson
` beauty is skin deep ,
• Height: 5' 3"
• Weight: 110
• Eyes: Blue
• Hair: Dark brown
• Face && Complexion:
• Build: a petite body / a skinny figure
• Prized Possessions: N/A
` more indepth ,
• History:
Being a Callea wasn't easy for everyone, especially for Dominique. Ever since she was born to the couple Gavin and Theodorra Callea, things became even worse. Her grandparents, Demetrius and Emma Callea had like 9 children, including her father. The Calleas was such a big happy family before Gavin betrayed his family. All of the Calleas were death-eaters and the fact that Gavin married Aurora, a muggle, right after his divorce with Theodorra, set up a chaos. Demetrius and his first son, Adam, plotted a way to break the marriage and bring Gavin and Theodorra back together just like the way it used to be.
Unlike his other siblings, Gavin had never been afraid to his father. Instead, he put up a fight against him and managed to escape. In two years time, Gavin lived a peaceful lives. He had 2 children, Landon and Zoey Callea, with Aurora. Unaware of the presence of his other daughter with Theodorra, Dominique, he continued his lives. Until one day, Demetrius found a way to make Gavin regret what he had done previously. He took Landon and Zoey away from him and slaughtered Aurora with the help of his son, Adam and his fellow death-eaters. Demetrius had always been so proud about the purity of his family's blood and the presence of Aurora would only leave a stain on it. After that incident, Gavin disappeared. He was never found. Everyone thought he managed to commit a suicide.
Landon, Zoey and Dominique were raised by Theodorra and his new husband, Zachary. But Theodorra never really cared about the welfare of the half-bloods. When the incident happened, Landon and Zoey were only 2 years old and Dominique was 4. They were told that their father died in his attempt to kill Theodorra and Zachary and Aurora committed a suicide before long. They were never really told why. However, as soon as Dominique turned 16, she learned a painful secret. She knew everything about her family's past. But she decided not to let her rage control her mind and mislead her. The least thing she could do was to move out from her mother's 'shelter' and lived by herself on a small house. However... - just like her grandmother used to tell her, that no matter what happened, the Calleas would always meet again at the end - her new neighbors turned out to be her own cousins, Jackson, Alexa and Madeleine Callea, the children of her father's brother, Adam. Yet, she had no chance to identify them.. even worse, she had no chance to identify the guy whom she had a thing for...
• Roleplay Sample:
In the middle of jam-packed crowds invading the King's Cross that Monday afternoon - which made quite senses why they were bunches of muggles rushing into different lockets, queuing behind lingering lines - figures of bizarre and eccentric groups emerged from nowhere. It was pretty much self-explanatory that they were wizards. Not that muggles ever realized anything that was beyond their imaginations, but the fact that they did apparate was undeniable.
The flocks of these unfamiliar faces yet alike penetrated through the crowds, forcing themselves to walk straight - not wanting to wait for annoying muggles striding from and to different directions. "Move! Move! Move!" urged Lucrecia in a high tone. She wasn't even sure whom she directed those words to, but at least she could express her feelings towards them. Luce quickened her pace and headed straight to the Platform 9 3/4 as if she had gone to Hogwarts before. In fact, she did escort her two other siblings previously. It wasn't long before Luce showed up successfully behind the lines of some wizard families. She let out a sigh of relief while making sure she was in the right queue. "Did you really have to wait this long?" she ask to her sister, Tabitha, who was in her attempt to look through any openings between the crowds. Tabitha didn't even turn her head to see Lucrecia before saying no. Another sigh came out from her mouth as she couldn't resist the urge to break through the lines and soon be able to prove whether Hogwarts was really something that appeared exactly like what she fancied or not. She made a few repeating stamps on the station floor with impatience.
Lucrecia spent the next 43 minutes by observing her surroundings which seemed getting more and more crowded. By the time she approached the Platform, she made a silent screech as she looked behind just to find no trace of her parents' being. Before long, her two other sisters had already vanished into the wall. Luce stood there hesitantly, not knowing how she actually felt at that moment. Apart from the fact that she was in the last queue, she couldn't believe she suddenly had no idea of what to do. There was something about the wall that terrorized her as her beige shirt began to get soaked in sweat. She got the feeling that she would be able to walk through it easily considering the others could. However, it was not that feeling which made her force her way through the wall. It was due to who she was, or at least who she thought she was. She couldn't stop wondering what her family would say if they found out that she couldn't EVEN get into a platform. "It is only a stupid wall for god's sake.." murmuring to herself, she pushed her trolley as hard as she could towards the bricks and decided not to close her eyes, in hope to maintain what she believed in.
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Lucrecia looked outside the window to witness nothing but tears upon every faces of parents that came along with their children. They looked as if it was the last time they would ever see their kids again. Once again, Luce tried to see it from different perspective even it was obvious that she would prefer picturing herself standing there, aiming gentle waves towards her parents who also waved in heavy hearts. Sighing, she reminded herself of what she felt entering the wall of magic for just like 4 minutes ago. She did try not to squeal like a little girl, marveling the charms which were set on every parts of the place. On the other hand, she made an expression of a normal person, a seventh-year student whose eyes were glassy with slight boredom for being there over and over again. She made her way to the train instead of browsing what other students might be doing or wearing.
No compartments seemed left unoccupied, so she strolled through the corridor and peeked through each and every compartments. Luce did look for her sisters but she assumed that it would be better for her to be alone, with no companion at that time. As she reached the end of the corridor, she was gratified that she managed to find a good place to be on her own. She glided the door to her right side and shook her head slightly and sat on the cozy sofa.
As she wiped her sweats off her forehead, she rested her back against the couch and placed her hands on her lap. She closed her eyes little by little as noises of the departing train yowled, followed by her jolted by the sudden emotions of the Hogwarts Express. "Ouch!!" she exclaimed in annoyance. It took her about a minute - until she was accustomed to the train's speed - to straighten up and shook her head.
Along the way to Hogwarts School: Witchcraft and WIzardry, Luce couldn't stop playing the picture of the school she had been visualizing inside her head. A tiny grin curled at her lips as she stared at what seem to be utter nothingness. Much to her anxiety, she didn't notice that a shadow of a grandeur view had just emerged from the faded fog. She blinked and squinted her eyes so as to see whether it was Hogwarts or not. She screeched in amazement as she saw the building surrounded by the wildest sights she had never seen before.
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As the enormous double-door shrieked as it opened, Lucrecia was stunned by the charms spread all across the room, how it forced her to marvel to the majesty of the Great Hall. Along with the other students, who were nothing different to herself, she made her first step into the hall where all the other sorted students were seating, some were giggling, some seemed to be indifferent to the situation and some even waved. Luce passed the incredibly long tables and the only thing she bothered herself to think was the sorting hat. She made an effort not to stand in awe any longer as she reminded herself how she once pictured herself walking across the hall - which was of course nothing compared to the one she was in at that time - with pride and dignity.
Luce turned her head as she heard her name was called. She was looking for the voiced when she realized that it was Aurora, her eldest sister, who was pointing her fingers to Lucrecia and talked to her friends who soon nodded to her. As soon as the groups began to slow down, the nervousness came to strike. She couldn't believe she was not able to handle this kind of situation. She didn't expect to have this kind of feeling. She held her arms tight as she placed them against her chest.
She saw that a professor was standing right in front of them and made several announcements. Soon, she called out some names and one by one, the students who were standing beside her made their excuses to ask the crowds to let them walk towards the stage. As usual, Luce started to stamp her feet repetitiously as she wasn't aware of what to do.
"Estelle comma Lucrecia!" called out the professor. Luce sighed and promised to herself not to earn an embarrassment point on her first day. She stepped towards the professor and turned to see the hat she was about to put on her. She decided to sit just like the others did and made sure she looked as calm as possible. She was thrown back when the sorting hat suddenly talked to her head.
"Finally.... the first one, eh?
Yea, you'll fit in there 'cause you have what it takes to achieve your triumphs," the sorting hat pointed out.
"SLYTHERIN!!!"
A smirk curled at the corner of her lips as she hopped from the chair, heading to the table she believed was Slytherin's since the students cheered and landed small smashes to the table to make any noises to welcome her.
The flocks of these unfamiliar faces yet alike penetrated through the crowds, forcing themselves to walk straight - not wanting to wait for annoying muggles striding from and to different directions. "Move! Move! Move!" urged Lucrecia in a high tone. She wasn't even sure whom she directed those words to, but at least she could express her feelings towards them. Luce quickened her pace and headed straight to the Platform 9 3/4 as if she had gone to Hogwarts before. In fact, she did escort her two other siblings previously. It wasn't long before Luce showed up successfully behind the lines of some wizard families. She let out a sigh of relief while making sure she was in the right queue. "Did you really have to wait this long?" she ask to her sister, Tabitha, who was in her attempt to look through any openings between the crowds. Tabitha didn't even turn her head to see Lucrecia before saying no. Another sigh came out from her mouth as she couldn't resist the urge to break through the lines and soon be able to prove whether Hogwarts was really something that appeared exactly like what she fancied or not. She made a few repeating stamps on the station floor with impatience.
Lucrecia spent the next 43 minutes by observing her surroundings which seemed getting more and more crowded. By the time she approached the Platform, she made a silent screech as she looked behind just to find no trace of her parents' being. Before long, her two other sisters had already vanished into the wall. Luce stood there hesitantly, not knowing how she actually felt at that moment. Apart from the fact that she was in the last queue, she couldn't believe she suddenly had no idea of what to do. There was something about the wall that terrorized her as her beige shirt began to get soaked in sweat. She got the feeling that she would be able to walk through it easily considering the others could. However, it was not that feeling which made her force her way through the wall. It was due to who she was, or at least who she thought she was. She couldn't stop wondering what her family would say if they found out that she couldn't EVEN get into a platform. "It is only a stupid wall for god's sake.." murmuring to herself, she pushed her trolley as hard as she could towards the bricks and decided not to close her eyes, in hope to maintain what she believed in.
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Lucrecia looked outside the window to witness nothing but tears upon every faces of parents that came along with their children. They looked as if it was the last time they would ever see their kids again. Once again, Luce tried to see it from different perspective even it was obvious that she would prefer picturing herself standing there, aiming gentle waves towards her parents who also waved in heavy hearts. Sighing, she reminded herself of what she felt entering the wall of magic for just like 4 minutes ago. She did try not to squeal like a little girl, marveling the charms which were set on every parts of the place. On the other hand, she made an expression of a normal person, a seventh-year student whose eyes were glassy with slight boredom for being there over and over again. She made her way to the train instead of browsing what other students might be doing or wearing.
No compartments seemed left unoccupied, so she strolled through the corridor and peeked through each and every compartments. Luce did look for her sisters but she assumed that it would be better for her to be alone, with no companion at that time. As she reached the end of the corridor, she was gratified that she managed to find a good place to be on her own. She glided the door to her right side and shook her head slightly and sat on the cozy sofa.
As she wiped her sweats off her forehead, she rested her back against the couch and placed her hands on her lap. She closed her eyes little by little as noises of the departing train yowled, followed by her jolted by the sudden emotions of the Hogwarts Express. "Ouch!!" she exclaimed in annoyance. It took her about a minute - until she was accustomed to the train's speed - to straighten up and shook her head.
Along the way to Hogwarts School: Witchcraft and WIzardry, Luce couldn't stop playing the picture of the school she had been visualizing inside her head. A tiny grin curled at her lips as she stared at what seem to be utter nothingness. Much to her anxiety, she didn't notice that a shadow of a grandeur view had just emerged from the faded fog. She blinked and squinted her eyes so as to see whether it was Hogwarts or not. She screeched in amazement as she saw the building surrounded by the wildest sights she had never seen before.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------
As the enormous double-door shrieked as it opened, Lucrecia was stunned by the charms spread all across the room, how it forced her to marvel to the majesty of the Great Hall. Along with the other students, who were nothing different to herself, she made her first step into the hall where all the other sorted students were seating, some were giggling, some seemed to be indifferent to the situation and some even waved. Luce passed the incredibly long tables and the only thing she bothered herself to think was the sorting hat. She made an effort not to stand in awe any longer as she reminded herself how she once pictured herself walking across the hall - which was of course nothing compared to the one she was in at that time - with pride and dignity.
Luce turned her head as she heard her name was called. She was looking for the voiced when she realized that it was Aurora, her eldest sister, who was pointing her fingers to Lucrecia and talked to her friends who soon nodded to her. As soon as the groups began to slow down, the nervousness came to strike. She couldn't believe she was not able to handle this kind of situation. She didn't expect to have this kind of feeling. She held her arms tight as she placed them against her chest.
She saw that a professor was standing right in front of them and made several announcements. Soon, she called out some names and one by one, the students who were standing beside her made their excuses to ask the crowds to let them walk towards the stage. As usual, Luce started to stamp her feet repetitiously as she wasn't aware of what to do.
"Estelle comma Lucrecia!" called out the professor. Luce sighed and promised to herself not to earn an embarrassment point on her first day. She stepped towards the professor and turned to see the hat she was about to put on her. She decided to sit just like the others did and made sure she looked as calm as possible. She was thrown back when the sorting hat suddenly talked to her head.
"Finally.... the first one, eh?
Yea, you'll fit in there 'cause you have what it takes to achieve your triumphs," the sorting hat pointed out.
"SLYTHERIN!!!"
A smirk curled at the corner of her lips as she hopped from the chair, heading to the table she believed was Slytherin's since the students cheered and landed small smashes to the table to make any noises to welcome her.
