Post by Gemma Adalynn Pearson on Jul 9, 2012 0:25:24 GMT
ADULT APPLICATION!
[/u][/size][/font][/center]the face behind the mask ,
i, Jen agree that i have read the rules and the plot of this site. i have been roleplaying for a year on and off and especially love roleplaying fantasy. i joined this site because Bluu asked me to. other characters i have here are the snuggable Jackie Piazza.
making it short and sweet ,
hello, my name is Gemma Adalynn Pearson and i am 20 years old. i previously went to London College of Communication.
once upon a time ,
[/i][/size][/font]family;
Mother: Annabell Marie Pearson, 40, potion brewer
Father: Draco Malfoy, 41, works at the Ministry
---- any son/daughter of Draco would be a half sister/brother of Gemma's
Half-Brother (Mother's side) : ???, would be 17, Hogwarts student
Adoptive Mother: Therese Barnett, 65, retired
Adoptive Father: Keith Barnett, 63, retired
history;
Gemma wasn't ever meant to be born. She's the living fruit of a mistake driven by the lust of two people. Her mother, once she found out she was pregnant, went to the father in the hopes this would lure him into becoming an active member of her family. But it didn't turn out that way and her mother instead was faced with the decision of either giving her baby up or raising her as a single parent.
The first couple of years went alright for the pair. Her mother got a small job that allowed her to work from home, making batches of simple potions that were high in demand on the main street markets. Money was always an issue but they managed to plough on. After all, they only needed to really make it until Gemma was old enough to go to Hogwarts. She'd be able to work properly that way whilst her child was away doing her studies. Her free studies.
But it wasn't so. Another spot of bad luck for Gemma's mother. When she was a toddler, Gemma showed no signs of any magical ability but her mum shrugged it off, supposing her daughter was just a late-starter. Soon Gemma turned six and not a single strange thing happened in their tiny flat. Worried, her mother took her to get seen where her fears were confirmed: Gemma was a squib. Not a drop of magic coursed her veins despite her supposed pureblood status.
Gemma's mother panicked. She couldn't economically care for her daughter any more. Not now that she had another baby on the way (a regretted one night stand with the man that dropped off potion ingredients). She did the only thing that she could. Gemma was put into care. Just before her mother left her with a small suitcase, she pressed a silver locket into her hand. The only explanation she gave was that her father, when he came for her, would recognize it and be able to pick her apart from the other girls.
He, of course, never came. Instead an aging couple came and took Gemma in. A lucky break for Gemma indeed. Usually squibs were the last ones to go but in this case, the married couple had taken pity on her, being the husband's dad a squib too.
Gemma never attended Hogwarts. She was sent to high school instead of the famed wizarding school, left to dream and fantasize about what wonders those lucky students would be taught. It was depressing knowing that a large part of her world was denied to her. All because she was a squib.
But Gemma didn't let that get her down. She could still dabble in potions and, over the years, she developed a keen eye for photography. The moving photos from the wizarding world amazed her and she was over the moon that she could take such photos even though she wasn't a witch.
After graduating, Gemma got into the London College of Communication to take a BA in Photography. She's currently taking a sabbatical year to try out what she's learned so far from the muggles and apply it to wizarding photography.
all that matters is the present ,
[/i][/size][/font]personality;
Even though life never treated her well in her early years, Gemma is a happy-go-lucky person, pulsing with vitality. She doesn't like things to drag her down and hates sulking over things that don't turn out right. If anything happens that's out of her control Gemma has a habit of humming the chorus from the song Let It Be by the Beatles. She's a friendly person that isn't necessarily on the lookout for love, convinced that the right person'll just wander into her life if its meant to be. Fate is something she believes in. Everything happens for a reason, whether it be good or bad.
likes;
+ photography
+ dying her hair
+ shopping
+ cute animals
+ snuggles
dislikes;
- being picked on for being a squib
- feeling lonely
- doing chores
- having a broken family
- getting haircuts
down to the crunch ,
[/i][/size][/font][PLEASE PUT YOUR ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE HERE.
IT MAY BE OF ANOTHER CHARACTER, FROM ANOTHER SITE, ETC.,
BUT IT MUST BE AT LEAST A PARAGRAPH AND YOU MUST PUT IT HERE. NO 'YOU KNOW ME', ETC. WILL BE ACCEPTED.]
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY ELIZA OF SHADOWPLAY.
Better than Jackie. 
I'm going to like her.