Aug 12, 2024 19:44:06 GMT
JESSICA STEWERT
SEVENTEEN 14TH MAY STUDENT HOGWARTS/SLYTHERIN/SEVENTH PURE/VEELA SCOTLAND | PERSONALITY: Jessica’s personality can seem to those on the outside as to being changeable and hard to pin down. This is because for lack of a better word Jessica is a social chameleon. Like the best of those in pureblood families she has grown up surrounded by political games, and can lie with a straight face. She has gone from a frightened girl with no self esteem to a woman who learned two things: The best place to hide is in plain sight, and the best defence is a good offense. When threatened she will often be the one to strike out first before anyone can beat her to it, sometimes hurting those she did not entirely mean to harm, or who didn’t deserve it but happened to trip up her defences. Like all Slytherins she is an ambitious animal, the problem is she does not yet know what shape that ambition should be. At present she is focused on spiting those who hurt her in the past. When Jessica sinks her teeth into an idea she can be difficult to change, she’s stubborn headstrong, and competitive. The bullying in her youth means that she is always seeking competition – someone to be better than. Because if she’s not the best then she is vulnerable, and that is no longer an option. Jessica is not all hard edges and distrust. When she does find someone worth caring about, someone she can be vulnerable around, you might see glimpses of that girl she used to be. The one who spoke softly and wants nothing more than your happy smile and approval. She’s positively caring – but only in private, public displays of affection make her terribly uncomfortable unless it is part of one of her games to get back at someone. ASPIRATION: Jessica’s personality can seem to those on the outside as to being changeable and hard to pin down. This is because for lack of a better word Jessica is a social chameleon. Like the best of those in pureblood families she has grown up surrounded by political games, and can lie with a straight face. She has gone from a frightened girl with no self esteem to a woman who learned two things: The best place to hide is in plain sight, and the best defence is a good offense. When threatened she will often be the one to strike out first before anyone can beat her to it, sometimes hurting those she did not entirely mean to harm, or who didn’t deserve it but happened to trip up her defences. Like all Slytherins she is an ambitious animal, the problem is she does not yet know what shape that ambition should be. At present she is focused on spiting those who hurt her in the past. When Jessica sinks her teeth into an idea she can be difficult to change, she’s stubborn headstrong, and competitive. The bullying in her youth means that she is always seeking competition – someone to be better than. Because if she’s not the best then she is vulnerable, and that is no longer an option. Jessica is not all hard edges and distrust. When she does find someone worth caring about, someone she can be vulnerable around, you might see glimpses of that girl she used to be. The one who spoke softly and wants nothing more than your happy smile and approval. She’s positively caring – but only in private, public displays of affection make her terribly uncomfortable unless it is part of one of her games to get back at someone. | LIKES: - Flowers, although less herbology and more in the aesthetic sense. - Divination is a subject she finds interesting, but probably not as exciting as arthmancy and astronomy - Loud angry metal, the louder and angrier the better - Rainy days - Reading a good book by the fire - Scary movies. She might pretend to be scared, b ut Jess is actually quite hard to genuinely frighten DISLIKES: - Her parents – she's a teen, need I say more? - Percy, there's not enough side eye in the world for him - Wolfgang - lets add him here too sure!! - A lot of people who picked on her - Herself. Honestly she’d lie and say she loves herself, but her self esteem is actually quite low. Whatever she says about others are all things she had thought about herself at some point, and she doesn’t know how to become someone she can actually like. - Big feelings. They’re too messy. |
FAMILY MEMBERS. | Heather and Roderick Stewart - Parents Percy Stewart - twin Dean and Leander Stewart - Cousins |
CHILDHOOD. | Talk about your life from birth, and growing up until you reached your school years. Did anything significant happen? What were things life prior to starting school? It was a beautiful May morning in Aberdeen when Jessica was first welcomed by Heather and Roderick Stewart. Life as a Stewart is a life of incongruity. They are purebloods, but with a touch of something other, something more or something less depending on who you ask. Vela’s aren’t exactly the most hated of monsters, but it is enough to earn a few nervous glances. The Stewart’s also own large swathes of land, but couldn’t afford new dresses for the spring balls and would hire unknown seamstresses on a budget. Everything was in appearance. How you appeared to the family, how you appeared to the outside world, and who you actually were – these three plates had to be expertly spun, but they in no way had to be related. Jess learned to talk, then to walk, then lie. It was a skill which would take her years to master however, much to her parents chagrin. Jessica’s truth was that she had always felt very much the outsider. The other kids of status seemed to float through life. They always knew what to say, how to act, when to bat their puppy dog eyes and when to dig their heels in. They all played one great political game that Jess herself had never truly understood. Growing up she quickly learned she preferred to keep her own company. A good book and some quiet was all she needed. This was not entirely by choice. Of course she tried to reach out to others, tried to be one of the gang, but every attempt was met with distaste and sometimes punishment. Jessica never looked right, never talked right, never liked the people she shood, and liked the people she shouldn’t. Things were so much easier when you just didn’t play that game. Or so she thought. |
SCHOOL YEARS. | After a summer of being berated by her family, and informed that she better buck up and fly right. Jessica decided that overcompensation was the way to go. She started playing quidditch, going to the gym, focusing on the dark arts instead of her true love potions, and tried to make friends with the boys in her class to better fit in, going to far as to ask a girl out for the winter formal. It was a year of learning and growth and lot of denial. This was maybe the one time in her life when her relationship with her family was at it’s best. She was becoming who they wanted her to be – and she was never so miserable. The other kids tolerated her, her old friends hated her, and she spent most days completely alone. At thirteen Jess had overcome her first year mistakes and mismanagement of her social calendar She made one friend, a boy who actually had some real genuine clout, and from there she was part of a group. Did she have to submit to their every whim and humiliate herself for their entertainment to be in on the group? Yes. Was it worth it? Well mummy and daddy told her so, and Percy couldn’t keep well enough to himself so here she was. She advanced in her classes well – Ghoul studies, advanced flying and basic healing. A good basis for any budding dark wizard. Exams were never much of a problem for Jessica. While she wasn’t top of her class she was good enough that they’d complain at her for being a swot. She failed one or two classes on purpose to save face, which resulted in her listening to one of the more forceful boys in her gang calling her an idiot while he told her how smart he was with his scraped pass. Her own personality came out in little ways, she wore a lot of black, kept her head down, never offered her opinions in class. She was that quiet kid, the one no one really knew, but no one really wanted to either, because they might start showing you their collection of toe nails. Jessica didn’t have a collection of toe nails, but she did listen to a whole lot of metal. A sentence or two about fourth year. Add more if you have more to say. Well, you know what they say – nothing good lasts forever. This was the year Jess’s life ended, or so she dramatically told herself. Not long into the start of the year when going about her days as usual, but people started to look at her a little differently. The group she hung about with still told their nasty little jokes, but now they took on a cruel edge. That was when the rumours started, and people stopped talking to her, or if they did talk to her it was to ask something designed to humiliate. Ignoring it was her policy, until one day she came into the great hall to see a large life size picture of herself hung up. It was a less than flattering situation we’ll say. Was it real? Did that matter – when a group of insecure teenagers smell blood in the water they don’t stop to ask rational questions. The professors obviously took it down within minutes, and the boys she once called friends were punished, but the damage was done. After that Jessica seemed to become everyone’s punching bag. The year was hell. In the great hall they would pull pranks, in the class they snickered in the back of the room or whispered loudly as she walked past. It got bad enough that every morning and every evening she had to go to bed later and get up earlier just to avoid being confronted with her peers. Some of them made it more of a game than others but the harassment became almost routine by the end of the year. Relief only came in the form of the summer holidays. Like many maligned and misunderstood kids, Jessica found solace in loud metal music and black clothes and reading books about brooding. She wore a painful amount of eyeliner to school, and often kept her head down. Her anxieties got so bad she her stammer seemed to become so much worse, and she apologised just for existing. The bullying was bad, her parents refusal to step in was also bad. But there was something good in all this which is it contributed to who Jess is now, and helped her define what she needed without the scrutiny of others – because she was subject to so much scrutiny it stopped mattering. She focused on excelling in her exams, in proving how stupid those boys were, and on becoming who she was always meant to be. The bullying didn’t stop, but it was easier with when she didn’t care, and when the owls were distracting most people Jessica started to walk her own path, to speak her own mind. It upset those around her, but she came to realise they had always been upset with her – what was different wasn’t them, but the fact it didn’t matter what she did, they’d hate her regardless because she wasn’t like them, and yet was, they were just too stupid to see it. It gave her a confidence that was so unlike Jess that that summer her parents were surprised at the young woman who came home to them, one who didn’t stutter or hide her face anymore, who started to embody that of a Stewart more. Her outspokenness, new attitude and new sense of self dis pose a danger to the Stewarts. If they were to keep rubbing shoulders with the right kinds of people they could not publicly support their child, not without scandal, and they feared she would say the wrong thing to the wrong person. No matter how many times she asked to move schools in the past, to get away from these awful people, her family had always refused. Yet, now with the threat of public humiliation hanging over them they went and made the arrangements themselves. They told her that if she was so intent on being this rebellious thing she couldn’t do that while associated with them. Knowing that her cousin Dean was working as a lowly teacher they asked him to take her in, to look out for her, and most importantly keep her out of trouble while keeping her antics out of the daily prophet. |
ADULTHOOD. | Not yet an adult |
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RP SAMPLE (200 words min.)
With the class dismissed Paris sat back at his desk and observed the stack of corrections waiting for his approval and sighed to himself. While he honestly enjoyed his work, and seeing the glint of understanding in his students eyes as they finally came to grips with a subject which was not only highly theoretical, but quite obtuse at times, he hated the corrections. There were only so many times you could read the word solicitor misspelled before he started to despair. Sometimes he wondered if his students didn’t need go back to national school and re-learn the difference between a verb and a noun.
Unfortunately, he had something even less pleasant to look forward to. Law could not only be obtuse, but in some students it could evoke any amount of unpleasant feelings or sensations. Which was exactly why he wanted to speak to Eleanor Breslin. It was the points she made in class which made him worried – and contrary to the gruff disciplinarian he pretended to be, Paris honestly cared for the wellbeing of those under his care. Even if they were wizards. It’s not like they could help that. But when he looked up she had already slipped out with the rest of the class. Perhaps she had forgotten, but more likely she didn’t want to discuss the matters with him.
Resigned he pulled the stack of uncorrected tests toward him, deciding to speak with the girl the next time he saw her. He wouldn’t force her to face him if she truly didn’t want to, be he wasn’t comfortable with her in his class without at least having the conversation. It was then that he caught the flicker of a shadow across his desk and looked up to see Eleanor. Looks like she changed her mind. He smiled in a way he hoped was at least welcoming and gestured to the seat across from his desk. ”Miss Breslin, thank you for staying back. I hope I’m not keeping you from anything else.” He said, the book next to him translating his words from sign language to English ”I won’t keep you too long. It was just about your participation in class today, I had some…concerns.” He hesitated, letting his words sink in a moment ”I wanted to ask about your reasons for choosing my class. My class will be addressing many topics including ethics, values, and current events. Topics known to have a profound effect on students who may have certain experiences.”
This was Paris’s attempts to be delicate, but he had never been the type to play coy, and he didn’t want to insult the girls intelligence ”Have you ever spoken to anyone about your experiences?”
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