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[Leviathan007]

Name ;;
Lady D' Winter {First Name Unknown}
Nicknames ;;
Winter
Age ;;
28
family ;;
Mother: {Deceased}
Father: {Deceased}
personality ;;
"Must I answer this wretched question?" Winter is short-tempered, and is easily grows impatient, so do not test her tolerance. Most likely, if you persist to tempt her homicidal impulses, she will not think twice about uttering one of the forbidden curses in your presence.
"Oh, how these interviews bore me so, can we be done with this now?" You will not find any traces of empathy or emotion inside her darkened heart, not black, just darkened, there was once some feelings in her at some point or time. Winter exchanges few words and fragmented sentences as conversation, you'll be lucky to get a whole story or speech from her perfectly shaped lips.
"Hello pervert, my eyes are up here." Oh yeah, it's probably safe to avoid any wandering stares or mentioning blasphemy of any kind in her presence, for she will most likely backhand you for your indiscretion.
She hates all of the wizardly kind, some followers of Voldemort killed her parents, who had been simple farmer folk, and now she hates all their kind. Winter will not hesitate to kill one, so if you wield a wand or possess magic, be careful around her.
When she hunts her targets, she uses guns, although she keeps a blade in her left boot just in case.
history ;;
Unfortunately, Winter did not have the greatest childhood. She grew up on a farm, out in Kansas, with her ma' and pa', it was a peaceful life, raising cattle and harvesting the crop every year. As a girl, she had blonde hair, with pigtails, and always preferred to wear suspenders. Her favorite thing to do was milk the cows, it was mind mulling work, and she loved it. She loved everything about the cool grazing plains of Wichita, especially in the Autumn. One particular Fall, before her 15th birthday, they were visited by two strange men, who wore dark cloaks, and held thin sticks. They questioned them about a group of kids, describing one of them having a scar on his forehead, and another with red hair. Even when they confessed to never having seen such people, they persisted, and even resorted to violence. Her father had instructed that she hide in the hay loft, where she could still hear the distant screams of her parents, who had been slaughtered by the wizards. They had simply left after that, not considering a small girl like her to be of any threat. At first, she had panicked, crying over their bodies, finally having the decent sense to give them a proper burial. The shock was easy to overcome, it was the 'after' part that was difficult. She did her best to tend to the farm by herself, but in the end she had to turn it over to the bank, which was located in a town not far.
Winter purchased a few firearms with her daddy's leftover money, they allowed her to keep the house, since she would be an adult in only a couple years. She trained herself {using the internet and some handbooks} to become a professional...what do you call it? Perhaps she could be considered a gunmen, or an outlaw. Anyways. She developed perfect aim, to the point where she could shoot a flock of flying birds blinded, with her back turned. Eventually, she became an official bounty hunter, and killed people or animals for money. When she discovered this new war, against these freaks, she wondered if these were the same folk who killed her parents, and joined the mundanes army. Becoming a lone soldier, she works alone, and intends to keep it that way.
position ;;
Human/Bounty Hunter
other ;;
Please critique anything that seems ill-literate in my form, and I will gladly fix it.

[Leviathan007]

{Oops! Sorry. I was either going to use this character as a wizard or a muggle. So I had to edit a few things, and forgot that minor detail.
I fixed it! Sorry for the confusion..}

[eden .]

>> okay, thanks for editing. I'll add you now ^^
>> bump

[Artesian]

Done. (Glu/Asian, I included Ms. Warsaw in Cameron's profile. Hope you don't mind.)

[eden .]

>> no prob. accepted.

>> I think I'll close the rp for now. one of my friends expressed they wanted to join so I'll just save them that last muggle spot and go from here
>> and there are like 2 people whose forms we're still waiting on, so just chill for a bit. ^^

[Noel]

Finny Alera
“I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas. When this occurs, I pack up my dinosaurs and leave the room.” -Ray Bradbury
- n a m e --
{ { Finny

"Technically Finnian. Worst name since Bartholomew. Just call me Finny, or Finn... "

- g e n d e r--
{ { Female

If you ask her, she'll answer with 'female, obviously.' However, Finny is physically male, something she has been ashamed of most of her life. She will not admit to it.

- a g e --
{ { 22..?

Umn.... probably 22-23. She actually lost track. Other things just seemed more important.

----{ . How do you look, young one?

- d e s c r i p t i o n --
{ { -Shy, skinny, pondering-
Finn stands at nearly 5'7, however hunched shoulders make her appear somewhat smaller. The stress of war combined with an eternal forgetfulness to get food and a misconception that girls were always thin contributed heavily to an unhealthy lack of weight, giving her a somewhat gaunt look. A half-decent layer of muscle hinds the boniness she would have had otherwise, but there is no missing that her wrists are awfully small, that her waist is quite lean, that picking her up is far too easy. A happy look makes it harder to see that Finn's face is sickly; despite being pale almost all the time, a bright smile makes it seem trivial. Her eyes are lively green, even if glazed over.
Finny's hair is a light brown with scattered blond highlights, fluttering aimlessly around her head. She usually has it cropped fairly short just so she doesn't have to care for it much, but like many things, she often just forgets to cut it and it gets longer. It helps to hide her face, something Finn has a tendency to do. When she thinks someone isn't looking, she dips her head so that it shields her face from other people's gazes.
Finny looks female. She went through gender therapy, the hormone treatments, and most things short of actual sex-changing surgery to become a girl. Her features have the soft curves that a woman normally has. There's no trace of facial hair other then eyebrows, her waist is thin, and she passes as a regular female. Make-up helps with that. Finny is, as to be expected, incredibly shy of her body. It's rare to see her in anything but her usual garb: a tee-shirt or shirt with a windbreaker over it, often times a scarf as well, long pants, sneakers, often even gloves. Despite a strong love of dresses, she doesn't often wear them, finding them too tight and far too revealing more often then not.
Finally, despite hiding her face and just about every inch of exposed skin she can, Finny always moving and bouncing around. She's almost never seen still and runs more often then she walks, causing her legs to be strong enough for such a thin woman, or at least in comparison to her arms, which couldn't lift a toddler. Her clothes are frequently dotted with grass stains and dirt for her little sprints.

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- p e r s o n a l i t y --
{ { -the girl that never grew up-

Finn is cripplingly shy. She avoids conversation as best she can, and if she absolutely has to talk to someone, her replies are short, rushed, and often stammered. She's not particularly sure just why she can't face people, other then that she absolutely detests conversation, but once again, she doesn't know why she does. Given her flee reflex from people, her friends number few, but they're the only people she'll willingly talk to. Winning over Finny's trust is quite difficult; it involves managing to talk to her for an extended period of time, whether that be over a few hours, days, or weeks. It doesn't sound difficult, but with her making every excuse she possibly can to get away, it's far from easy. It's borderline impossible for men; Finny trusts them about as much as she would a serial killer with a hacksaw, and the most she'll ever say to one is a few barbed words. Her friends aren't many, but Finn is clingy and loyal to them, doing whatever she can to stay in contact no matter the circumstances.
Finn is hopelessly childish, she just never matured. She looks her age, but she acts anything but. Easily brought to tears and quick to anger, she has the emotional swings of a toddler. Small issues are as big as the war to her, and she turns tail and runs from her problems, oftentimes literally, in the case of dreaded conversation. She's also easy to manipulate, assuming someone can get her to listen long enough to fall for whatever they're suggesting. She grows easily jealous of other people's things, and often tries to take them for her own. Taking much joy from simple things like chocolate, Finn is often smiling aimlessly at everything, as the array of small things she likes is large. The only times she's not grinning is when she's trying, angry, or near people she doesn't trust(which is to say, nearly everyone). But as she spends as little time as she possibly can around people, that's not often.
Children are except from her 'all people are to be avoided' rule, and are utterly loved by Finn. Her 'cut-off' age for when a person is no longer a child is around fifteen, and she treats everyone younger the same. Children are just precious and innocent to her(although pre-teen boys are an exception, she avoids them like adults), and Finn wouldn't hesitate to help one, muggle, wizard, werewolf, sickly, or any mix of anything. Death to anyone who stands in her way.
Likewise, Finn loves animals. While there is a special place in her heart for the small and fluffy, particularly cats, it matters not if they're a giant lizard or a fish. Finn will be petting it within a minute, or just watching it with wide-eyed and soft gaze in the case of animals who would highly prefer not to be pet. One again, death be to the person who tries to take her latest pet away from her. Luckily animals seem to like Finn; something about a weak woman who has only love for anything wild probably seems fairly harmless to them, or perhaps it's magic in effect. Either way, Finny has a tendency to hug a bear in the forest and come out unscathed.
Finn is book bright and reasonably talented with magic... give or take. Being the essence of anti-social, she's reading constantly to fill her time, and could quote a hundred books in the space of a few minutes on any subject a person could care to offer. However, having repressed her magical ability until her later teenage years, it seemed she partially sacrificed the control learning earlier would have given her. Finn often practices, but her spells, while powerful, go astray or have wrong effects. Like young wizards and witches, just considerably older, Finn has outbursts of magic she can't control. Luckily they rarely matter much, usually just strange moments when things like flowers fly up in the air around her on a windless day. However, those fits have made going among muggles incredibly hard, as the slightest show of magic all too often causes a mob.
Her temper is a scary thing. It's a ticking bomb. She'll hide it, try to shoulder through the problem. But her breaking point, which grows easier to reach with each passing day, practically sends her into a different personality. Her angered self is a foul-mouthed, furious woman with no self control or common sense. Through magic or her bare hands, she'll tear apart what angered her. Afterwards, she'll burst into tears and hide somewhere.

- h i s t o r y --
{ { -the witch born a muggle boy-

From the start, everything was wrong for Finn. He was born to two parents who were decent enough, both muggles. They were magic-haters, something they never bothered to hide. Both were cowardly though, and despite much boasting about killing witches and wizards never did more then insult and point. Their relationship with their son, who was Finnian, was half decent at best, but they took care of him and Finny did love them. His problems numbered two. He felt wrong from a very young age. He detested being a boy, it felt so awkward.. He hated it more then he could ever say in words, though he tried. His parents heavily disproved, alas for him, but they soon learned that showing their disproval hurt their son badly. So they learned to silence themselves, only stepping on when Finnian tried to wear a dress or insist he was a girl. The worse issue didn't show up until second grade or so for the boy, or least that was when he began to realize. The things that happened to him were more then coincidence. Forgotten homework shouldn't just show up, the boyish clothes his parents gave him shouldn't change to be more feminie when he was alone... It took far too long for him to make the obvious conclusion, but Finny finally put it together; he was a wizard, or witch as he preferred to use.
So what did he do? He repressed it, hid it from the world and himself. It worked well enough, but it could only last so long. By highschool Finny winced when people called him a 'he', and he finally decided he was a 'she', to hell with what people said. She dressed as a girl, insisted she was one. But the world was not a nice place for transgender students. Finn was strange enough what with small fits of magic she couldn't manage to hide, that people constantly mocked her for. But a boy wearing a dress? That was something students considered such a horrible thing that it was utterly justified to make her life as hellish as possible. Those miserable highschool years turned a bright Finny into a scared, antisocial girl who hid her face and ran away from people. She could only last so long. College caused her to snap. People got wind of the rumour that Finny was a technically a boy, despite her doing everything she could to hide it in a vain attempt to get a new start. So what did a group of cruel collage boys do? They tormented her, to the point of breaking. One too many blows, one too many touches, one too many insults. The magic she had been repressed burst out. It was a miracle none of the boys died, but it was in public. Everyone could tell that the girl was a witch; fire didn't just spring out of nowhere like that, and refuse to go out.
She ran, went into hiding. A fake -female- identity of Alissa Johnson was created, and she found herself a uninhabited hotel room to reside in. She still does her best to hide her magic on habit, but if someone angered her -especially on the gender issue if so they dared- then it went past her control. She found that getting a wand -thirteen inches, holly with unicorn hair- helped her control, but it wasn't enough. Now twenty-two or three, one of those two, things haven't changed much, other then her fake identity was staying in the room, rather then just her hiding in there. Finny just wants to be left alone, but does that ever work?.

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- p e t s--
Hating people, Finny gathered up small furry friends. Her little hotel room -which allowed pets, luckily- has a part-Labrador puppy she found on the street, two previously abandoned tabby kittens, what might be a chinchilla, and one particularly fluffy cat that was once owned by a man asked her some rather inappropriate questions. Her quiet revenge was sneaking into his house and taking his cat.
- l o v e l i f e-
Finn has had several vain crushes in her life, but nothing she's ever managed to pull together the strength to even mention. She's bisexual, but leaning towards homosexual(which, for anyone who might be confused there, means she prefers girls).
- p o s i t i o n --
A hiding witch, who would like to avoid the conflict as best she probably could. However, Finny cannot bear to see someone hated, or worse yet, attacked, because they're different. She'll generally attack the attacker if she can force together the courage, muggle or human.
- e d u c a t i o n--
Finny has never been to any wizarding school. She fled midway through her second year of muggle college. Thus, all spells she knows she's either seen or heard of, which aren't that many. Her magic more often manifests itself in the form of random bursts of luck or force. She seems to favor flames, and it's by far the most likely thing for her to conjure.
- o d d s k i l l s--
Having refused to use magic up until her near-twenties, Finny's manifested against her will in the form of random bursts, and continues too. Something about this way and not knowing how to cast spells correctly caused Finny to learn to use magic without talking or motion, something she has almost completely perfected. However, the side-effect is that she's slow to learn new spells that she heard verbally.
- p a t r o n u s--
The patronus spell is one Finny thankfully learned fast, and figured out to use. Her's takes the form of an unusually fluffy black bear: shy but strong.
- b o g g a r t--
Finn hasn't faced one yet, and while she's pondered what form it would take in front of her, she's not eager to find out.

[team free kick sass]

I decided Kianna's animagi will be a raccoon. Idk. For now, at least. I may change it. xD

[Nicolae]

Raccoons are lovely. c: I'm sure Norah will be just thrilled.))

[eden .]

Kk all characters so far are accepted. I'll add you as soon as I'm at a computer.

One friend who reserved before everyone else just got back to me saying they want to be a wizard, so one muggle spot is open for a bit if you know someone who wants it
Sorry it worked out like this. They weren't able to let me know until now what they wanted but since they reserved yesterday, I thought it was only fair I give them priority.

[team free kick sass]

@Nicolae:
Thanks. ^^ It was basically supposed to be Kianna's fursona when I thought of it. xD

@asian:
YAY! I've progressed hugely no, barely.
/ i'm slow k.

EDIT: Thanks for clarifying how to un-spam this place, asian. XD