Post by Wilhelmina Emerald Rayne on Oct 3, 2018 4:04:42 GMT
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wilhelmina emerald rayne
PERSONALITY Boggart: Her hair falling out. Totally vein and she knows it but come on! Her hair's incredible and she'd literally cry (and scream) if it all came out. When she looks at her boggart it's a mirror and the mirror shows her reflection balding, hair dropping out of her head. The longer she stares (and freaks out about it) the balder she gets Mirror of Erised: Discovering a new heavenly body, but that's lame so she tells people she sees herself surrounded by the best burritos in the world and bottomless margaritas what whaaaaat!! Patronus: European Badger - Winning free concert tickets to see her favourite band! She cannot produce a Patronus. Loud and boisterous are two words that can describe Helley at just about any time of day. Usually the words really get thrown around when she'd drunk but there's no telling what might be around the corner when you're around Helley Rayne. She's unpredictable and full of surprises. Will she empathise with your situation or tell you to harden the fuck up? Like the latter but anything is possible. Helley has a streak of not caring much about anything but she does have a heart in there somewhere, it's just not easily accessed. She's shut herself off from people. She's not easily trusting and feels as though she has to look out for numero uno. She's had a few boyfriends in the past that she's cared for in her own way, but none she's completely trusted. She's too scared to open herself up completely to an individual and trust them because she believes that ultimately, she will be let down by them and she wants to protect herself from. She doesn't make friends easily either. It's all to do with the not being able to trust people mentality that she developed thanks to her charming parents but hey, she'd got by this far in life and she intends to carry on as she is. For those she does develop a bond with she can empathise with. She can actually be a nice person around them and she'll defend them with just about everything in her, but it's rare to find people that she's that close with. She's a recluse, emotionally speaking, so getting through to her is never easy. HISTORY Mother: Florry Amber Rayne née _____, 60 Father: William Arnold Rayne, 65 Siblings: Brother and sister, 30 and 28 respectively, both half blood. Partners: None Others: None. She's not good at keeping pets and there's no real relatives she spends time with/cares about Wilhelmina Rayne was the first born kid of William and Florry Rayne. Her parents weren't really "kid" people but that didn't stop the pair from having two more after here. William, or Billy as he was known, liked to drink. A lot. He was a happy drunk, Helley remembered that much from her childhood, but she remembered how much it would stress out her mum when he'd come home, barely able to stand, promising the kids holidays to many wondrous countries and then never delivering. For the first eight or so years of her life Helley believed her dad. After then she learnt her lesson. She no longer believes people when they promise her things in life. Words are worthless. She developed a more sceptical side to her personality and hopes for nothing. If she doesn't hope then she can't get hurt, right? Right. At the age of eleven she was off to Hogwarts and man was she glad to see the back of her home! She was five years older than her brother and truthfully she never really got on with him. He'd always been a bit of a shit growing up. He was that kid that liked to push people around, even though he was way smaller than everyone else. He was a short arse and he tried to make up for it by being tough. Helley kind of couldn't stand him. A couple of years after her brother was born though, she had a littler sister, and by that point the age gap was just too big. At least her parents were always decent enough to stop shithead from picking on their younger sister, who really was a bit of a Princess. Billy and Florry had already fucked up on Helley so the other two kids kind of got the more improved versions of their parents, although dad remained a drunk and mum was such a neat freak she couldn't stop to enjoy her kids lives as she was always busy cleaning. Honestly Hogwarts was freedom for Helley. She was sorted into Ravenclaw, much to her surprise, but found she liked it quite a bit. She'd expected to be surrounded by nerds that would irritate her all day, every day, but it turned out those nerds were actually good people. Helley was pretty smart when she applied herself to a subject. If something took her interest then she'd obsess over it, learning everything she could, Astronomy, Herbology and Potions were the main loves of Helley's lessons, however subjects she hated that held no interest were lost, such a History of Magic and Transfiguration. Her grades were really all over the place, though they were never so bad that she earnt herself a T. She had the potential to do better at the lessons she disliked, she just couldn't be bothered with them. She did enough to get by in her exams. Quidditch never took Helley's interests and neither did any other club really. She was never made Prefect or Head Girl and it was just as well, she had a feeling she'd make a terrible authority figure. She'd much rather enjoy herself, sneak out after curfew, sneak in a bit of booze, be that bad influence smoking in the girls toilets then trying to waft the smell away when look-out would quickly tell of an approaching professor. She was a bit of a badass, especially for a Ravenclaw. After Hogwarts Helley jumped into the world of travel. There was no way she wanted to go home and she didn't have a place to live so why not pick up odd end jobs around the world? Her favourite place by far was the six months she spent in Mexico. The South Americas in general were all really fantastic. Her favourite subject at school had always been astronomy and she'd always been a night owl so to experience the night sky from all over the globe was an absolute delight to the blonde witch. After seven years of non-stop travelling Helley planted her feet back on British soil. She got a job bar tending for a while at the Leaky. Her brother and sister were both graduated by the time of her return and Helley looked them up. She'd sent the occasional postcard but she'd never heard from her siblings in return which was fine. They'd never been close and she'd pretty much just abandoned them in a way. She stayed in contact with a few of her school friends more than anyone else. After talking with her siblings she decided to visit her mum and dad. They'd aged terribly and looked older than they were. Dad still drank but mum had given up on cleaning non-stop. The house was a mess and mum was ill. Most people might have felt ... something, anything, but Helley hadn't felt much of anything at all. Helley bounced around from job to job. She spent some time in an apothecary before moving on to a pub in Knockturn - worst job ever, by the way, don't ever do it - and she even got herself a job selling crappy potions to people that would believe just about anything. After a while she got herself a job at the Leaky Cauldron and she quite liked it. It wasn't like the other bar jobs she'd had. She was thirty two and liked the mix of people that came through. She got a part-time job as a tutor too, teaching Astronomy to privileged little snot-nosed brats with enough money to afford private tutors. After hearing the news of a Hogwarts Astronomy Professor being killed for the second year in a row, Helley jumped at the chance to teach at Hogwarts. She hated where she was living and her room mates were just trash. She had next to no competition for the position thanks to rumours that the position was cursed, just like the Defence Against the Dark Arts job, but Helley's determined to prove those rumours wrong. Taking on the position of Professor of Astronomy did mean she had to leave the Leaky, something that actually made her a touch emotional (she felt totally bummed out for half an hour) but she's ready to move on, although there's no way she'll ever be fully gone from the Leaky. She feels she has a moral obligation to visit at least once a month to get totally shitfaced. She may be underestimating the amount of effort it takes to teach. OOC  Play By: Kristen Bell Your Alias: Coco! Pronouns: Her/she Him/he Them/They sklee/skler. Age: Thirty-whhhhhhuuuu *ahem* thirty-whhuuuu *ahem* Beautiful Other Characters: LolLolLolLolLolLol!! x'D Where did you find us: Space |
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