Zoya Anastasia Morte
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Zoya Anastasia Morte
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I confirm that I have filled all field swith an asterick (*) located on my profile on the "Profile" Tab. (Yes or No?): Yes
Example Role-play (100 words min.):
Subject: Reading or Plotting....(Open!) Mon Jan 30, 2012 2:42 am
Read. Scribble. Flip page. Staz ran a hand through her hair in a movement that only one who knew her well enough would be able to tell was a frustrated manner. It had been the same monotonous routine for the last few hours. Days really, if she were being honest with herself. It was definitely not the way she would rather spend her time. But she didn't want to disappoint her father. Again.
She sighed. The words of his last letter floated to the front of her mind. As if I'm not under enough pressure as it is... she thought, rolling her eyes and finally giving into the urge she had had for the past two hours and closing her book with a small snap. She glanced around the library, spotting several other of her year mates obviously studying as well. None of which she really knew or really cared to go out of her way to in any case. She was perfectly happy at her own table where she could kick her feet up on the chair across from her. Which they were. She leaned back in her chair, tapping her quill absently on the book she had just closed.
Thoughts wandering, she didn't notice the annoyed looks she was getting from those in the area. Bloody Sixth year! She thought irritatingly, glaring at nothing in response to her internal voice. How was anyone supposed to have any kind of fun with all this studying and work the professors had dumped on them?! It would serve them right to have some catastrophe or other happen the day of the exams.
Heeeey... Suddenly, her look turned from that of the glare to one of thoughtfulness. Now there's an idea... A slow smirk spread onto her lips as she considered the option, never noticing the person who came over to her table.
Other questions
Is English your first language? Yes or No:: No
Active time on site per day: 1-3 hours
Is your username your character's first and last name capitalized? (If no, place request to fix it here): Yup
Are you over 13 in real life? (You don't need to lie, it's just a survey): Yeah!
I confirm that I have filled all field swith an asterick (*) located on my profile on the "Profile" Tab. (Yes or No?): Yes
Example Role-play (100 words min.):
Subject: Reading or Plotting....(Open!) Mon Jan 30, 2012 2:42 am
Read. Scribble. Flip page. Staz ran a hand through her hair in a movement that only one who knew her well enough would be able to tell was a frustrated manner. It had been the same monotonous routine for the last few hours. Days really, if she were being honest with herself. It was definitely not the way she would rather spend her time. But she didn't want to disappoint her father. Again.
She sighed. The words of his last letter floated to the front of her mind. As if I'm not under enough pressure as it is... she thought, rolling her eyes and finally giving into the urge she had had for the past two hours and closing her book with a small snap. She glanced around the library, spotting several other of her year mates obviously studying as well. None of which she really knew or really cared to go out of her way to in any case. She was perfectly happy at her own table where she could kick her feet up on the chair across from her. Which they were. She leaned back in her chair, tapping her quill absently on the book she had just closed.
Thoughts wandering, she didn't notice the annoyed looks she was getting from those in the area. Bloody Sixth year! She thought irritatingly, glaring at nothing in response to her internal voice. How was anyone supposed to have any kind of fun with all this studying and work the professors had dumped on them?! It would serve them right to have some catastrophe or other happen the day of the exams.
Heeeey... Suddenly, her look turned from that of the glare to one of thoughtfulness. Now there's an idea... A slow smirk spread onto her lips as she considered the option, never noticing the person who came over to her table.
Other questions
Is English your first language? Yes or No:: No
Active time on site per day: 1-3 hours
Is your username your character's first and last name capitalized? (If no, place request to fix it here): Yup
Are you over 13 in real life? (You don't need to lie, it's just a survey): Yeah!
Zoya Morte- House :
Posts : 200
Character sheet
Jobs: Auror
Age: 28
Blood Status: Halfblood
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Posts : 1258
Character sheet
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Age: 28/95
Blood Status: Pureblood
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