LOGAN, Alice Belle

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ALICE BELLE LOGAN ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
• the basics • the basics • the basics •
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( FULL NAME ) : Alice Belle Logan
( NICKNAMES ) : Ally
( SEX ) : femake
( BLOOD TYPE ) : muggle-born
( AGE & DOB ) : seventeen - born july fourth
( YEAR ) : seventh
( HOUSE ) : gryffindor
( AFFILIATION ) : order member
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : straight
( WAND ) : 11 inches, unicorn tail hair, cherry wood

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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
• the personality • the personality • the personality •
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( LIKES ) :

• Reading
  
• Writing
  
• Singing
  
• Magical Creatures
  
• Defense Against the dark arts
  
• Swimming
  
• Her hair
  
• Make-up
  
• Being in the background
  
• Sirius Black ((Ally Says: I DO NOT!)) [Me: surrreeee]
  
• Laughing
  
• Quidditch
  
• Sappy movies

( DISLIKES ) :

• Being picked on by the slytherins
  
• Being the center of attention
  
• Her ever so confusing feelings
  
• Being given compliments
  
• Muggle Sports [she's terrible at them]
  
• Drama
  
• Swearing, she hardly ever swears
  
• Sirius ((ALLY: That's better)) [ME: It's so not true ♥]

( STRENGTHS ) :

• Singing
  
• Quidditch
  
• School

( WEAKNESSES ) :

• Sports outside of Quidditch
  
• Standing up for herself
  
• Being social
  
• Understanding her feelings

( RIDDIKULUS! ) : A big crowd of people laughing at her
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : Her memory of singing with her mother in parlor
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : One time at Hogwarts when she was being picked on by Slytherins
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : she sees herself laughing and smiling and happy
( PET PEEVES ) :

• Sirius Black's antics
  
• When people swear
  
• People who play the whole "woe is me" role

( KEYWORDS ) :
Quiet - She's reserved and often doesn't speak unless she has to
Shy - This goes with the last point, she's basically antisocial.
Smart - She's top of her class alongside Lily
Confused - She can't figure out her feelings for Sirius and for the rest of the freakin world
Innocent - she's a virgin, she's never been on a date, she's never even kissed a guy!

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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
• the appearance • the appearance • the appearance •
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( HAIR ) : hair length, color, style, how it is usually worn, how your character feels about it, etc.
( EYES ) : Small blue/green (robin's egg) eye's with blonde lashes she plumps up with mascara. She hates putting mascara on her bottom lashes.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : She has a sharp and very visible jawline. It would probably be described as heart shaped due to it's larger chin.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Ally is five feet and two inches tall, this is very short. She's petite though she hates that term. She isn't particularily strong looking, but she's surprizingly strong for someone her size.
( ATTIRE ) : She's a very unique sort of girl. She doesn't like to wear what everyone else does, she designs her own clothes too.
( SUMMARY ) : When Alice was little she was chosen to play tinkerbell for a reason. Ally is petite (much as she resents the term) and quite pixielike in appearance. Her body figure is small and she hates her tiny chest and small hips, she feels like a plank, though, she's being a little too hard on herself since they balance themselves out and give her an almost hourglass silhouette. She's got this gorgeous thick, curly blonde hair which she sometimes straightens, depending on her mood. Her hair falls just past her shoulders in pretty waves and curls. She has eyes the greenish blue hue of a robin's egg, these eyes are attractive and alluring, often holding that "sparkle" of life in them. All in all, Ally is very pretty, but she doesn't like to admit it and she refused to hear it.
( PLAY-BY ) : kristen bell.

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"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
• the history • the history • the history •
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( PARENTS ) : MOTHER: Merope Belle Logan is currently 49 and is a hard working painter in the muggle world.
FATHER: Rupert John Logan is currently 50 and a hard working teacher in the muggle world.
( SIBLINGS ) : _____ _______ Logan is her only sister, a fifth year gryffindor who's much better with people than her older sister.
( OTHERS ) : N/A
( HISTORY ) : July 4th Merope Logan's water broke early in the morning, it was probably about two o'clock am. After a pretty smooth delivery, Alice Belle Logan lay in her mother's arms wrapped in a pink blanket at noon exactly. Ally was Merope and Rupert Logan's first child, but the pretty little blonde baby was followed up by her pretty sister two years later. Anyhow, that's not where this history is going. Ally grew up with just her parents for the first two years of her life. She was talking after only seven months and by the time she was eighteen months old she spoke better than most adults. Something Ally loved to do though was sing and for such a little girl, she had a pretty good voice. As she grew, her parents realized that their little girl had a gift. Ally certainly wasn't a prodigy in everything. They tried enrolling her in football (soccer) when she was five and she was terrible. This is when they decided to put her into singing lessons. Ally excelled in them and was one of those kids that people couldn't shut-up about after their recitals. Here's the thing, her parents had always seen something strange about Ally, they just couldn't put their finger on it. It was her prodigal voice, but it was something.

Well, it became pretty clear that something was up with Ally when they found her sitting in the kitchen laughing while pots hovered around her. Ally was eight at the time. They asked her what had happened and she said she'd just been very happy and the pots had decided to fly around her. This naturally didn't make any sense to them, so they decided to pretend it had never happened. A few more strange occurances happened, a big puddle of water on the floor of her room (from when she was sad and had a rain cloud hover over her head) and when she fell out of the tallest tree in the backyard and miraculously landed safely. Well, these strange phenomenons were explained when Ally turned eleven and an owl hit their window. On the owl's leg was the Hogwarts letter. Naturally, this shocked Ally's family of muggles, but they were happy to know that Ally was actually speical and not insane.

Ally's little sister was sad to see her sister go off to Hogwarts, but two years later, the little girl got to get on the Hogwarts express too. So life at her regular school had been rough, she'd been too shy to make many friends so she'd hidden in the background. At Hogwarts she had a hard time making friends, the jokester Sirius Black harassed her upon occassion and much as she'll never admit it, she fell for him. She never thought she'd fall for the player and even today she tells herself desperately that she didn't fall for him. She can't have. She plays as the top chaser on the Quidditch team and she's a very strong player too. Now, in her final year at Hogwarts it's now or never, time to stand out. Will she be able to or is she destined to be a wallflower?

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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : Addie
( AGE ) : almost fifteen
( EXPERIENCE ) : 2yrs
( CONTACT INFO ) : just PM me or email me to the email I have on here
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : Quizilla
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : can be of any quality or quantity, and from any site genre you wish.

Forks Washington is Green Hell. Ask anyone who's ever been there. Even the people who like it will probably admit that Forks is green hell. To those who don't like it, Forks' hellish qualities are even more obvious and stunning than before. The optimist might say that the world isn't all rain and clouds. The pesimist would point out that in Forks, it really is all rain and clouds. The sky is generally overcast and the main color in the heavens is grey. Green and grey. The two colors that characterize Forks. The pink lipgloss of the popular girl's seems so out of place in such a completely dreary town. The new girl with a tragic past stood out like a sore thumb against the drab background of La Push beach. Raisa Archer walked down the shoreline of La Push beach, her bright orange sneakers stood out against the light brown sand. She was an odd girl, no doubt about that. She wasn't like the other Forks kids who tried to be bubbly and friendly, she was studious and smart and had yet to really open up to anyone. She was a mystery to her classmates. Rai Archer. They knew her name, they knew her age, they knew she lived with her elderly grandfather. They knew she had auburn hair and curious eyes which, if you watched closely, had a spark. That's all they knew, that's all they cared to know. Who cares to know the strange, Raisa Archer?

In earnest, Rai doesn't care what others think. She a march-to-the-beat-of-your-own-drum kind of girl and she'd like to keep things that way. Back home, Rai'd had friends. Not too many, but a few. In Forks, she had none. The grand total of zero. Zip, nada, none. Friendless and even though she wouldn't admit it, lonely. She had her grandfather of course, but he was getting old and he wasn't exactly the sort of company a fifteen year old girl wants to keep. Rai sighed and pulled her small hands inside the baggy egg white sleeves of her sweater. It had been her grandma's and it deffiently wasn't a statement of hip and now. It was plain, dull, white with a sparkly redish, pinkish heart in the middle. Grandfather had given it to her and she hadn't worn it once before now. It was big and loose with broad shoulders and long sleeves. It wasn't hip or in or anything. What did it matter, it wasn't like Rai was going to be running into anyone of consequence today and the enormous white sweater certainly helped cut the wind.

Greyish blue water lapped at the shores, it was as though it desired to pull it's self onto the beach so that it might engulf the small human girl standing there. She looked so small and frail in comparison to the strength of the water around her. At 5.2" and 115 pounds she seemed small compared to most other fifteen year olds, compared to the vastness of the waters and drowning in that enormous sweater, she seemed ridiculously tiny. Rai didn't feel at all small though, she felt like she was the alone in the world with the beach and the waters. She felt like she was one with it and like nothing existed but her on the beach at that very moment. She liked to imagine that she might just be worth something.

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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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heyyy. this application was made by salinaa! of caution 2.0.
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