Post by elizabeth ashley moore on Mar 3, 2011 0:38:35 GMT -5
ELIZABETH ASHLEY MOORE
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You love this town
Even if that doesn't ring true
You've been all over
And it's been all over you
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away
It's a beautiful day
Touch me
Take me to that other place
Teach me
I know I'm not a hopeless case
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COME INTO MY WORLD
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FULL NAME:
Elizabeth Ashley Moore
NICKNAMES:
Beth
AGE:
17
BIRTH DATE:
October 10th, 2025
BLOOD TYPE:
Pureblood
SEXUALITY:
Heterosexual
HOUSE & YEAR:
Ravenclaw, 7th
OCCUPATION:
Summer Tutor
IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING
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PLAYBY:
Dianna Agron
BEST TRAITS:
Smart, Witty, Friendly, Sweet, Caring, Kind Hearted, Loyal, Trustworthy, Quidditch
WORST TRAITS:
Too Nice, Never Addresses her own problems, Bottles Emotion, Always Looks for "logical solutions", Never Listens to her heart
PERSONALITY:
Friendly: On the outside Elizabeth is just a friendly girl, always thinking of others first, never selfish. Although deep down she's tearing herself apart her outside composure is always a 'friendly sweet girl that only ever means well'. People like her because she is friendly, and is willing to only ever be friendly opposed to mean.
Intelligent: She has years worth of intelligence and she manages to remember every bit of detail from every single year. Elizabeth is the most intelligent thing to walk Hogwarts, its her gift. She's intuitive, analytical, and extremely witty. She examines human tendencies and incorporates them into her memory bank therefore she has a better understanding of people making her not only book smart but people smart as well.
Bottles Emotion: She bottles what she is feeling all the time, never does she speak how she's feeling or say how she truly feels. Since she was eight years of age she has been a bottler of emotions and she has a whole wine cellar worth of bottles in her. Her parents don't understand and neither does anyone else because she simply hasn't told anyone about her strained emotional feelings.
Trustworthy: She would never turn her back on a friend in need. She's a great shoulder to cry on and is always willing to listen to anyone who's hurt or isn't feeling well. She gives advice on the same level of counselors, and would never tell a soul on top of that. She's also extremely loyal to her friends or anyone really. If anyone came to her with a problem even if it was her enemy she would never tell a soul.
FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL
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NATIONALITY:
50/50 British and French
HOME TOWN:
Paris, France
FINANCIAL STATUS:
Wealthy
PARENTS:
Anette Moore, 33, Designer, Alive
Jonathan Moore, 33, Works in the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Alive
SIBLINGS:
None
OTHERS:
None
HISTORY:
Anette and Jonathan were two teenagers when they met in the streets of Paris, France. Anette didn't speak a word of English and Jonathan (who was fluent in French) somehow bewitched the young teenage witch. This eventually led to a one night stand, which turned into a whole lifetime. It wasn't until Jonathan left that Anette realized she was pregnant. After Anette's father found out (who was a very powerful force in the wizarding world) he tracked down the man who had gotten his daughter pregnant. The two were forced into marriage before the baby was born.
Elizabeth was born on a chilly October afternoon in Paris. Her mother who was only sixteen had no idea what to do with her daughter after all she hadn't ever held a baby before, she was an only child and hadn't had to hold babies. Anette was in misery, regretting ever getting pregnant, firmly stating she would have preferred the abortion that her father denied her the right to have. Once Anette was graduated and Jonathan graduated the couple moved to London where Jonathan started to look for a job. Both coming from wealthy families financially they were completely covered.
Elizabeth was a quiet child, never crying or whining. She was soft and gentle from a young age. She learned quickly, how to walk, and talk. Unfortunately as she grew older her mother grew farther and farther apart from both Jonathan and Elizabeth. When Beth reached the age of eight Anette was out the door, on a plane back to France. Beth didn't cry, her mind wouldn't let her grieve instead she bottled her emotions trying to act strong. Her father not understand his own daughter thought that maybe Beth was just stronger than most kids.
The divorce was soon finalized and Jonathan raised Elizabeth by himself. Jonathan was by no means a bad father, he was actually a really great father. He always put his daughter first and gave her his undying attention, loving every bit of her. But nothing he did would be able to fix Elizabeth. Soon Elizabeth herself was accepting who she was, thinking no one could be able to 'fix' her problem.
She got her acceptance letter at the age of eleven and was sorted into Ravenclaw, although the sorting hat did consider Gryffindor. She fit into Ravenclaw well, she was a bright girl with a great personality. She made friends and managed not to make too many enemies. She is the top student at Hogwarts, but she still isn't healed from her mother leaving. For some strange reason she has always connected the divorce to herself. She is a hurt teenager who doesn't tell anyone about her problems but always finds a way to help others even though her own sanity isn't helped.
SEE WHO I AM
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ALIAS:
Rachel
RP EXPERIENCE:
years and years and years and years and years
OTHER CHARACTERS:
they are coming trust me
SAMPLE POST:
Emily sighed, start of school meant so many different things. Work was the first word that came to mind. Emily was a hard working person and she did believe in working to get what she wanted but still it was tough at the beginning of the year, teachers assigned stupid bookwork, it was back to catty girls and stupid fights again as well. Sometimes Emily wished she was all grown up and out of high school so she wouldn't have to put up with the high school drama. Emily was also not a fan of doing silly bookwork either. About 75% of the bookwork the teachers gave her she wouldn't use in life. She understood that it was about discipline and training your mind, but at times she wished she could just rip her mathematics book in half.
Math was her worst enemy, she was a really great straight A student even in science, not that she enjoyed the class but still. And then math. Emily never understood Math, it was too 'straight forward' answers were either 'right or wrong' there was nothing to debate about and she didn't like that. Emily's favorite type of schoolwork was schoolwork that was easily debatable. Her parents did a great job of encouraging her though, the told her as long as she put her best foot forward (which she always did) and tried her hardest they wouldn't make a big deal about one B-or anything along the lines of that.
It was 9 O'clock at night, almost time for her to get ready for bed and get around for the next day. She had most of her schoolwork done, and only had long term projects left to take care of. But she was like Scarlett O'Hara she would think about it tomorrow. Her favorite time of the day was night, it was so quiet and pretty, the stars were out and everyone was getting ready to settle down. It was to her the most beautiful time. Every night at exactly 9 O'clock she made her way to the towers to examine the stars, she recalled doing so as a young girl with her father and she intended to keep the tradition going.
She made her way, climbing the never ending staircase that led to the tower of her choice. She had a blanket in case it was chilly (which it tended to be). She was satisfied to see the area unoccupied. She liked to be alone at times, when it was stargazing she preferred seclusion to chattery friends. She secured herself in the bench by the window, wrapping her blanket around her shoulders looking outside up at the stars. Many wondered if she ever thought when she stargazed, at times yes she did but then at other times no. She was thinking about her summer, it wasn't really eventful at all. No spicy summer romances or interesting new friends were made. It was mostly just her and her parents having quality time.
She had missed her friends, deeply especially Arlyss. Other than Diana he was one of her closest friends, she found him easy to talk to, and easy to trust. He knew everything about her there wasn't anything that she kept from him, whether it was family problems, emotional problems, or just stuff in general. She had a light nagging feeling in her heart though, she sort of thought she was kind of falling for him the year before. But until she figured her heart out she wouldn't say anything...to Arlyss.
Math was her worst enemy, she was a really great straight A student even in science, not that she enjoyed the class but still. And then math. Emily never understood Math, it was too 'straight forward' answers were either 'right or wrong' there was nothing to debate about and she didn't like that. Emily's favorite type of schoolwork was schoolwork that was easily debatable. Her parents did a great job of encouraging her though, the told her as long as she put her best foot forward (which she always did) and tried her hardest they wouldn't make a big deal about one B-or anything along the lines of that.
It was 9 O'clock at night, almost time for her to get ready for bed and get around for the next day. She had most of her schoolwork done, and only had long term projects left to take care of. But she was like Scarlett O'Hara she would think about it tomorrow. Her favorite time of the day was night, it was so quiet and pretty, the stars were out and everyone was getting ready to settle down. It was to her the most beautiful time. Every night at exactly 9 O'clock she made her way to the towers to examine the stars, she recalled doing so as a young girl with her father and she intended to keep the tradition going.
She made her way, climbing the never ending staircase that led to the tower of her choice. She had a blanket in case it was chilly (which it tended to be). She was satisfied to see the area unoccupied. She liked to be alone at times, when it was stargazing she preferred seclusion to chattery friends. She secured herself in the bench by the window, wrapping her blanket around her shoulders looking outside up at the stars. Many wondered if she ever thought when she stargazed, at times yes she did but then at other times no. She was thinking about her summer, it wasn't really eventful at all. No spicy summer romances or interesting new friends were made. It was mostly just her and her parents having quality time.
She had missed her friends, deeply especially Arlyss. Other than Diana he was one of her closest friends, she found him easy to talk to, and easy to trust. He knew everything about her there wasn't anything that she kept from him, whether it was family problems, emotional problems, or just stuff in general. She had a light nagging feeling in her heart though, she sort of thought she was kind of falling for him the year before. But until she figured her heart out she wouldn't say anything...to Arlyss.
THE WORLD IS IN OUR HANDS
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIA OF CAUTION AND POTTERWATCH.
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