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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Apr 23, 2019 8:29:43 GMT
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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Apr 12, 2019 16:22:12 GMT
Standing upright the chatter of the pub seemed to grow louder as more people entered, the bell above the door hadn't stopped ringing. Triss wondered how the bell remained in one piece because to her it was simply jarring. Ring, ring ring. It was sodding irritating but no one else seemed to care, no one else seemed aware that there was a world outside of their own pathetic little conversations and no one seemed aware that she was two seconds from blowing up half the bloody pub. Turning to her table and spotting her sister sat there, Triss squeezed on her satsuma, her jaw clenching as held back from hexing her sister. Was she not afforded some free time to herself? Was Triss not allowed to try and live like a normal student? Other students didn't have older siblings stalking and harassing them. Just what exactly did Elena think was going to happen? Was she hoping to see Triss at her worst, was she intending to Lord it over her sister at how much more perfect she was, or perhaps it was just a visit to remind Triss that she was a disappointment. Whatever the reason behind El's presence, Triss was not pleased.
"Don't you have a toddler rehearsal to lead?" She asked, her voice flat, lacking the love and enthusiasm it had once had back before she'd ever dated such a negative influence. "Or absolutely anyone else to bother?" Because she was a bother to Triss. As the redhead sat down she loosened her grip on her satsuma, placing it on the table in front of her. She'd not broken the skin but it was certainly misshapen. Had Elena not been there then Triss would have thought twice about eating a crushed fruit, but seeing her sister, knowing how prim and proper and straight up anal she was, Triss began to peel the fruit, her arms stretched across the table while she was slumped in the chair, not giving a single fudge about appearances, and if Elena was going to try and win any battles today, then Triss was going to dig her heels in deep and let her sister know there was no way in hell she was going to be won over. Not now, not ever. Triss was done with all the perfectionist bullshit that her sisters put out there. Flawless human beings could get stuffed for all that Triss could care.
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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Apr 5, 2019 7:47:46 GMT
When I dance they call me Macarena. And the boys they say que soy buena. They all want me. They can't have me. So they all come and dance beside me. Move with me. Chant with me. And if you're good, I'll take you home with me. Move with me. Chant with me. And if you're good, I'll take you home with me. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa why cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. But don't you worry about my boyfriend. He's a boy who's name is Victorino. I don't want him. Couldn't stand him. He was no good so I. Now come on, what was I supposed to do?. He was out of town and his two friends were so fine. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena.
Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Come and find me, my name is Macarena. Always at the party con las chicas que son buena. Come join me. Dance with me. And you fellows chant along with me.
Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa Macarena. Que tu cuerpo es pa' darle alegrÃa cosa buena. Dale a tu cuerpo alegrÃa, Macarena. Hey Macarena
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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Mar 20, 2019 11:27:03 GMT
Owl wings flapped in front of Triss and she pocketed the letter in front of her. She was sat alone in the great hall, pushing her breakfast around her plate, while others talked with friends, cheerful and excited about the day ahead. There was plenty to eat, as there always was, but Triss didn’t much feel like eating any more. These days she survived on little. Breakfast was usually a slice of toast and some water, today was different, today was a Hogsmeade day and Triss needed to get out of the castle. She was starting to go stir crazy cooped up inside the castle but she was doing it for her own good. That was what she kept telling herself. It wasn’t really sinking in though. The urges she had just to look at him, to smile or to say ‘hi’ were too much sometimes. She’d been failing almost all her classes and now she was back on track to at least passing them so she had to continue what she was doing. It wasn’t right, it wasn’t what love should have been but it was love. Triss just pushed the mushrooms about on her plate while she silently chewed one, her owl flying away after delivering another letter from her mother that she didn’t want to read. She already knew she was a disappointment, she couldn’t stand to see the strained hand writing of her mother just skirting around the subject.
Once she was done with only a fraction of her small breakfast, she pocketed a satsuma and left the great hall, her head hanging down, limp hair covering her face. She hadn’t seen him and she didn’t want to. She needed a little taste of freedom away from the castle so she checked herself out at the gates and made her way down to the local village where a few other students had already started their shopping. Triss had no idea what she was even going to do in the village so she spent her entire journey trying to remember what was in the village worth visiting. She needed more ink and a couple of new quills so she figured she could visit the quill shop at some point. Books were a good distraction so perhaps something of a murder-mystery that lacked any and all elements of love would be good. Then there was the sweet shop. She was playing catch-up on all her lessons so perhaps a little sugar rush would help give her a last jolt of energy before she crashed on her bed for the night.
Triss did a little shopping and eventually her stomach began to grumble. It was only a couple of hours after breakfast but she needed a little something. She took herself in to The Three Broomsticks where she ordered herself a butterbeer. It seemed huge and Triss knew there was no way she’d drink an entire one, but she’d not say a word. The pub was starting to get busy, people were starting to come in for a mid-morning drink or to grab an early lunch. Triss pulled the satsuma she’d grabbed from the great hall, out of her pocket but it slipped from her hand, rolling across the floor. "Fuck." She mumbled angrily before sliding her chair out aggressively, frustrated at the piece of fruit for following the laws of physics as she stood and started following the short trail her satsuma had taken. It had stopped by the table of a couple that were gazing at one another. Triss resisted the urge to throw up in their faces and instead bent down to retrieve her disruptive fruit.
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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Mar 19, 2019 3:55:47 GMT
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Post by Beatrice Delilah Greengrass on Mar 18, 2019 14:37:59 GMT
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PERSONALITY Boggart: Her family one by one, dead in front of her. Despite all she does and the ways she expresses herself, Triss loves her family deeply Mirror of Erised: Being hugged by her whole family, secretly loving it Patronus: Triss cannot produce a Patronus but her happiest memory would be playing as a child with her siblings and painting with her mum
Triss was once a lovely child. Every so bright and creative she thrived with her mothers guiding hand. She didn't stay that long. Having always been easily influenced by others, Triss fell for a boy in her fourth year that had a bit of a reputation for being "bad". He lead her down a bad path and she has ended up where she is today.
"Bitch" is perhaps the word you're looking for when you think of Triss. "Triss The Biss" is often used to refer to her as a bitch by half the school at least - she is not very well liked. She's fed up of her perfect sisters, so beautiful, so smart, so she wants to be noticed for who she is without the expectations of living up to her sisters. Who doesn't?! But being the third born female has always made Triss feel like she's just not worth anything in society and so she has to find her own place. She doesn't have to be married off, she can either find love or die a lonely old spinster. She feels that her family's love for her is fake and no matter what they do, they would never be able to convince her otherwise because she's as stubborn as they come, never admitting to any mistakes, trying to be flawless in her own individual way as though that's how an adult behaves.
Friends would have started many when she was younger, mixing and mingling, playing and having fun, but as she's gotten older she's ditched a lot of people in favour if a guy she's been on and off with in a volatile relationship. He pushes her, encourages her to break the rules, bend them until the snap kind of thing. She was once timid and nervous to go along, but having his attention solely for her has done crazy things to her mind. Together they've tried all kinds of elixirs, him mostly supplying to her, taking a little for himself but encouraging her to take more than she should. She's done a lot of things she's regretted under the influences of certain elixirs and even more things she can't even remember.
On and off again means there have been a few guys in between the gaps, used mostly to make Zane jealous. He does the same, pulls in hot girls to drive her wild, make her jealous as hell and naturally it works. He's the year above her and he doesn't seem to care what he's doing to her life but she doesn't care, she feels loved by him and will put up with anything he does for as long as she can until she snaps and she leaves, only for her to go crawling back as soon as she thinks he's sorry or has apologised. It's toxic, there are fists flung and arguments at the top of lungs had but Triss still falls for him every time he smiles.
HISTORY Mother: Lucy Greengrass nee Rosier, 39, pureblood. Father: Xavier Greengrass, 40, pureblood. Siblings: Elena Isabel Greengrass, Pureblood Octavian Malachai Greengrass, Pureblood Amelia Margaret Greengrass, Pureblood Charles George Greengrass, Gryffindor, Pureblood William Alexander Greengrass, Ravenclaw, Pureblood Abigail Esmeralda Greengrass, Pureblood Partners: Zane Flint, on again/off again, toxic, Slytherin, 7th year Others: Tersha Alara Knight, maternal cousin, pureblood Daphne and Astoria Greengrass, nieces Cordelia Grace Greengrass, sister in law, married to Tav, mother of Daphne and Astoria.
Boy meets girl, they fall in love, they have a billion babies, blah, blah, blah. It's the same old standard love story. Triss was the fourth child for Xavier and Lucy Greengrass and she was honestly well loved. All the Greengrass children were. Triss recalls many, many happy memories from her childhood but these days any kind of pure happiness like that seems so out of reach, however the fake kind is right withing reach at the bottom of a vial. How did Triss end up this way? It's not so hard to see how. Having been from a pureblooded family, Triss was always excited to attend balls and galas. She would dance and play with the other children, enjoying her childhood immensely. She could make friends so easily, she would enjoy socialising with as many people as she could in one night and then be proud of how many friends she'd made. She had a way with words that would captivate but that's no longer the case. Hogwarts should have been good for Triss. Actually it was for a while. She was bright like her sisters and did well in her lessons. She passed her exams with near perfect scores in almost all her lessons. She was a Slytherin but she was still a Greengrass and she possessed the Greengrass smarts. Then her fourth year happened. A fifth year named Zane Flint started flirting with her. At first she was a little coy, not really knowing how to flirt but he just found that cute. He spent so much time with her, they'd talk for hours about all kinds of things. A couple of times they got busted out after hours, having lost track of the time. Zane was handsome and incredibly charming to Triss. It came as no surprise to anyone when Triss and Zane started dating. They'd walk around the castle hand in hand and snog in any corner of the castle, no matter who was around. Pretty soon Zane convinced Triss to skip a class. It was only one class, what harm could it do? She did want to be with him, right? Or would she prefer lessons, in which case they were over. That was the first time Triss felt uneasy around Zane. Something dropped in the pit of her stomach, something that told her to run and stay the hell away from the guys but she couldn't. Everything started going downhill. Slowly, but that was the trajectory of the path Triss was now on. Zane was bad for her and things only got worse. She started skipping more lessons to the point she would get detentions. Zane would have her stay up all night with him, he'd take her for a walk, surprise her with a little moonlit picnic and the second she said or did anything wrong he'd threaten her. The more she grovelled the more annoyed he'd get until he lashed out. As soon as he had he would apologise, kiss it all better, make her feel like the most important person in his world. He was a very charming guy, he always knew exactly what to say. Triss felt as though she'd learnt to control Zane a little better. He lashed out less and she was able to stand up for herself from time to time but then things would get heated. They would argue, shouting, drawing attention to themselves. It could happen anywhere at anytime. Triss was forbidden from spending any more time with Zane but how could she stop seeing him? She loved him, didn't she? During her fifth year Zane told her he'd found a way out of the castle. Triss refused to go and she ended up in the hospital wing haven "fallen" down some stairs. She was fixed up and ready to go back to classes for Monday and Zane, for the first time, was grovelling to her. He'd changed. He'd definitely changed, she would tell herself. Things were good for a while, Zane seemed nicer but he was more manipulative than ever, but because there were no threats, no violence, no shouting, Triss couldn't pick up on it. She gave in and would sneak out of the castle with Zane and once they'd left they'd get up to all kinds of things. Zane could apparate, he'd take her wherever she wanted to go and he'd slip her potions and do all kinds of physical things to her. Some she remembered, some she couldn't. A few times if she'd annoyed Zane he'd take her out for a nice meal, get her high and watch as he left her in a pile of rubbish, encouraging the homeless muggles to do as they pleased, and if any refused, he paid them off. He had money - a lot of it - and could pay the bums handsomely to keep their mouths shut. Currently Triss is not with Zane. After the last time they went out she had to find her own way back. The Knight Bus picked her up, a service owned by her aunt and uncle, but she wasn't recognisable to the driver or his boy, which was just as well. Triss managed to make her way back up to the castle, hungover, looking like death, feeling even worse. She fell asleep in lessons and right now she's risking failing her OWLs or even expulsion from Hogwarts. Still she's trying her best to focus on her studies to get through this year. Zane's not bothered her since the last time they went out but she's seen him watching, she's seen him flirting with other girls and she knows he's trying to make her jealous. And it's working. Triss ended up back with Zane, although it was mostly thanks to her parents trying to drive a large wedge between them. the more her parents disapproved, the more Triss would run to him. The pair have plans to move in with one another once she's turned 17. She has no plans to return to her parents home at the end of the school year. OOC Play By: Sophie Turner Your Alias: Coco! Pronouns: Her/she Him/he etc. Age: It's too late to remember how old I am Other Characters: Too many at this point xD Where did you find us: I don't even remember. |
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