Post by Annabelle Andrews on Feb 12, 2011 18:06:32 GMT -5
my name is Betsy, but you can call me Betty
i've been on the roleplay scene for 6 years.
i'm pretty good. after all, i am only 21 years old.
i forgot to tell you that i found this site through here
and just so you know, this application is complete
i've been on the roleplay scene for 6 years.
i'm pretty good. after all, i am only 21 years old.
i forgot to tell you that i found this site through here
and just so you know, this application is complete
Young Teacher, the subject of schoolgirl fantasy.
AnnabelleQuinnAndrews
I could have danced all night, and still have begged for more - glee
nickname, Anna, Belle, Bella
age, 29
birth date, February 8, 1992
gender, female
sexuality, Heterosexual
blood status, muggleborn
wand, Willow, 11 2/7", Unicorn tail, Fluid
broom, None, it would mess with her hair
house and year, Graduated Gryffindor - Healer
age, 29
birth date, February 8, 1992
gender, female
sexuality, Heterosexual
blood status, muggleborn
wand, Willow, 11 2/7", Unicorn tail, Fluid
broom, None, it would mess with her hair
house and year, Graduated Gryffindor - Healer
She wants him so badly; knows what she wants to be;
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hair, Auburn
eyes, Hazel
height, 5'4''
playby, Jayma Mays
distinguishing features,
Annabelle has large doe eyes, shoulder length red hair and freckles kiss the bridge of her nose and her cheek bones. Freckles also cover most of her arms as well.
eyes, Hazel
height, 5'4''
playby, Jayma Mays
distinguishing features,
Annabelle has large doe eyes, shoulder length red hair and freckles kiss the bridge of her nose and her cheek bones. Freckles also cover most of her arms as well.
with all the charms of a woman(oohh); you've kept the secret of your youth
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Likes: Cleanliness; Butterflies; Flowers; Sheep; Horses; slow boat rides; Handmade Christmas Ornaments; Watermelons; Roses; Candles, lots and lots of candles; The Dentist; Getting her hair played with; Mature Men; Thunder and Lightning storms; a good book; Curling up by the fire.
Dislikes: Disorder; Chaos; Dirt; Loud noises; Snobs; People who won't admit to being injured; Immature Men; Burping; Smoking; People who won't admit to being wrong; Stupid nicknames; excessive exercise; Fishing; Dog Fighting.
Strengths: Good Healer; Knowledgeable about the body, potions and medicines; Easy to get along with
Weaknesses: Can't stand clutter or dirt; Weak, not very strong; takes too long of a bubble bath
Mirror of Erised: To be a great Healer
Fears: Clutter; Spiders; Dust Bunnies;
Boggart: A Giant Bunny made of Dust: With the use of the Riddikulus Charm, a giant broom and Dustpan sweep it up and disappear with a soft pop.
Dementor: The day her parents split. Annabelle hears her parents arguing and yelling at each other, while she was hiding down the hall.
Patronus: A unicorn; the day she graduated from Magical Medicine School.
Amortentia: Roses; Horses; New Car; Rain on the pavement; fresh cut wood;
Turn-ons: Sophisticated; Sharp dressed(cause every girl loves one); Chivalrous; Humor; Brown Hair; Great singer; Glasses.
Turn-offs: Sloppy; Brash; Loud; Obnoxious; Uncaring; Uppity;
Overall Personality: Overall, Annabelle has a sweet temperament. She tries to stay on the non-judgmental side of this, preferring to be like Switzerland. She is an absolute neat freak, and will spend hours cleaning her office and the hospital ward.
Bookmark it, she is so close now; This Girl Is Half His Age
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Mother: Susan Robinson-Andrews, 68, Secretary, decent relationship, Muggle, Annabelle and Susan get along alright, although the split when she was younger made it a little strained, but not as strained as her relationship with her father.
Father: Fred Andrews, 70, Truck Driver, strained, Muggle, When she was younger, Annabelle's parents got a divorce, and she hasn't really gotten along with her father.
Siblings: Bethany, 14, none, Awkward, Muggle, She is her mother's second daughter, born from her Second husband. They don't spend much time together, especially since her mom doesn't want Annabelle to scare the impressionable teenager with magic.
Other family:
Stepfather: Michael Robinson, 69, Construction Site Foreman, Creepy, Awkward, Muggle. Its weird because he's tried to hit on her numerous amount of times, but she would never tell her mother because she doesn't want to ruin what she has now. Checks in with Bethany every once and a while though, just to make sure nothing creepy is going down.
pets,
Shelby : Boxer dog - Deceased
Adam West : black short haired cat - Deceased
history,
Born to two loving parents, For the first few years, everything was going so great. But after a while, it became harder for them to show their compassion for each other, even in front of Annabelle. When she was the tender age of 4, she heard them yelling and screaming from down the hall, her mother accusing her father of never spending enough time with the two of them, because he was always off working.
The next day, her mother filed for divorce and, taking Annabelle with her, left her father. For a while, everything was going great, until Annabelle started showing healer powers. She then got her Letter to Hogwarts and went there, leaving her mother behind every school year. When she was 14, her mother remarried Michael, and the next year, she gave birth to Bethany.
By this time, Annabelle knew that she wanted to be a healer, and was happy for the fact that her mother had someone else to take care of her. Unfortunately, the man she married was kind of a creep. When Annabelle came home over the summer holidays when she was seventeen, he followed her around. Only once did he actually make the mistake of trying to make a pass at her. She used her magic to fend him off. She threatened to call the police if he ever tried anything like that again, or worse, tell her mother.
Fortunately, she was off to Hogwarts, and then Magical Medical school, so she didn't have to worry about him, but because of the act, and how it made her feel so dirty, she has an obsession with keeping things clean and tidy. Having passed her Healer training with flying colors, she heard of the opening at Hogwarts for the Healer position, and applied right away.
Don't stand, don't stand so, don't stand so close to me
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Annabelle stood quietly in the hallway of her house. It wasn't a much used hallway, so she wasn't quite sure what she was doing in it. Footsteps had her turning to see her stepfather Michael walking towards her. The smell of the liquor on his breath was just enough to tip her off that something was up.
"Hello gorgeous. God. Look at you. I do, you know. But you never seem to look at me," he mumbled as he made his way towards her still.
Annabelle turned her body to face him head on. "Michael. You've been drinking. Go lie down," she told him, and she slipped her hand into her pocket. Unfortunately, that was when he pounce.
Michael pinned her to the wall, his stronger body against her weak one. With one hand holding her back by the shoulders, the other groped her chest, while he ground his hips into hers. His mouth covered hers and she had to keep from gagging from the alcohol overload. Working her wand free, she mumbled "Stupify" and the red sparks shot him off her and onto the floor, twitching. In such close range, they slightly hit her, and she leaned against the wall, stunned for a moment. As he looked up at her, she said, "If you ever do that again, I will call the police. Or better yet. I'll tell mother. But don't you come near me again," and Annabelle slowly shuffled away, leaning onto the wall for support.
"Hello gorgeous. God. Look at you. I do, you know. But you never seem to look at me," he mumbled as he made his way towards her still.
Annabelle turned her body to face him head on. "Michael. You've been drinking. Go lie down," she told him, and she slipped her hand into her pocket. Unfortunately, that was when he pounce.
Michael pinned her to the wall, his stronger body against her weak one. With one hand holding her back by the shoulders, the other groped her chest, while he ground his hips into hers. His mouth covered hers and she had to keep from gagging from the alcohol overload. Working her wand free, she mumbled "Stupify" and the red sparks shot him off her and onto the floor, twitching. In such close range, they slightly hit her, and she leaned against the wall, stunned for a moment. As he looked up at her, she said, "If you ever do that again, I will call the police. Or better yet. I'll tell mother. But don't you come near me again," and Annabelle slowly shuffled away, leaning onto the wall for support.
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.© Shay of Captivating Magic!
She made this and prefer if it you didn't steal
but, if you do steal this, she’ll shine up her fangirl stomping boots
And use them on you. A lot. Please leave the credits.
Lyrics by Glee soundtrack, song: Don't stand so close to me/young girl
She made this and prefer if it you didn't steal
but, if you do steal this, she’ll shine up her fangirl stomping boots
And use them on you. A lot. Please leave the credits.
Lyrics by Glee soundtrack, song: Don't stand so close to me/young girl