Post by Euphadora Rose Parkinson on Dec 17, 2017 19:43:19 GMT
death eater supporter
Euphadora Rose Parkinson
PERSONALITY Boggart: herself, old and alone Mirror of Erised: her father hugging her and saying he loves her Patronus: Dora's patronus would be a grey kitten, the only problem is she does not have a happy memory strong enough to produce it Dora is a very conflicted young woman. She was raised by middle-class parents who wanted desperately to be wealthy, the high-society sort. As such, they expected Dora and her brother Theon to present themselves as if they truly did belong to the wealth and power their family craved. Dora acquired a penchant for style, one that surpassed her mother’s tastes on every level, but looking for nothing more in life than her parents’ affections, she never mentioned what she believed was her mother’s horrid tastes. Her peers and random passersby were not so fortunate. Anyone dressed slovenly or distastefully was almost immediately looked down upon. She had no problems letting someone know when they were dressed poorly and she would do so with a sort of sarcastically sympathetic tone – unless she really hated the person in which case there would only be venom in her words. Even after falling on hard times, Dora kept her extensive wardrobe mostly intact. She was well versed in hiding her failings from the outside world, just as her parents were, and to anyone looking at her she was simply a gorgeous witch with expensive tastes. On the inside she was anything but. A lifetime of neglect and emotional abuse from her parents led Dora to be a very needy person emotionally. She is always looking for some sort of attention – her fantastic style can attest to that – and has found it easiest to acquire from members of the opposite sex. Dora had earned a reputation for herself while in Hogwarts by have sneaked off with boys from any house and having a good time in an empty classroom or a decently sized cupboard. She tends to think of these blokes as her friends and she has no qualms about returning for the comfort of her friends’ arms if she is ever feeling particularly lonely or neglected by her father. Dora often mistakes lust for love but doesn’t consider herself worthy of romantic love. Romantic love is for people who are far better than she, though she lies to herself often enough that from time to time she does believe she is better than most people. Other times she teeters on the edge of despair. Dora suffers from undiagnosed depression. Episodes can occur at any time and seem to make her emotions more exaggerated in times of trauma. After she was injured in a Death Eater attack, Dora slipped into a four-month long depression – a period of which she calls her ‘melancholy’ – in which she sobbed uncontrollably a majority of her waking hours, slept poorly, and often refused to see her friends. Dora’s friends are the most important people in her life, so avoiding them is a very serious sign that something is wrong. Dora is actually very clever but because of her mental issues she, along with most everyone around her, assumes she is the epitome of a pretty girl with no brains. She often allows this ‘knowledge’ to dictate how she approaches life, relationships, and her career. If her friends say complimentary things, she believes they are doing so just to be a good friend and build her confidence, but is certain they are lying through their teeth. There is a clear difference between Dora’s real friends and the men she uses for sex that she considers her friends, even Dora can see as much, and it shows in how she approaches interactions with them. Despite all her traumas, Dora has a big heart and she wears it very much on her sleeve. She will do anything she can to help her friends out, even if it means putting her own well-being on the line (which she won’t necessarily realize she is doing until long after the fact). She expects the same in return but if such support is not reciprocated it usually does not damage her perception of the person or their friendship, at least not for long. She can hold a grudge better than most, but has a soft spot for the few people who have been there for her in the past. She would rather forgive a slight than be alone, and will let the memory of the insult eat at her from the inside out. HISTORY Mother: Rebekah Parkinson (Wilkes), 42, Slytherin, Pureblood Father: Heath Parkinson, 44 at time of death, Slytherin, Pureblood Siblings: Theon Parkinson, 16 at time of death, Slytherin, Pureblood Partners: N/A Others: Bestie - Finley Avery, 20, Slytherin, Pureblood Bestie - Livia Burke, 20, Ravenclaw, Pureblood Heath and Rebekah fell in love at an early age. They dated throughout their teenage years and married promptly after Rebekah graduated. The couple was madly in love and their only focus was on each other and their journey up the social ladder. The Parkinsons were one of the ‘Sacred Twenty-Eight’, a family of only the purist wizarding blood in all of Britain. Their ideals of blood supremacy were en vogue at the time of their formative years and when they unexpectantly became pregnant they passed on their beliefs to their daughter, Euphadora. Dora was a happy little girl, not yet understanding how absent her parents were in her life. She spent most of her time with her nanny, Gwendoline, who was like a surrogate mother to her, and her younger brother Theon, who came along two years after Dora was born. The Parkinsons were very much an upper-middle class family, they had a bit of excess money but not nearly as much as their lifestyle seemed to imply. Their children wanted for nothing but love and affection, the two things their parents refused to give them. One of Dora’s clearest, early memories from her childhood was when she was about six or seven. Her father was heading to the tailor to pick up a new suit and Dora begged to come along. It was one of the few times he agreed to spending time just the two of them. Dora was thrilled. On the way to the tailor’s they passed a shop and Dora she saw a pair of bright pink ice skates in a shop window. They had sparkly laces and big pink puff balls over the tongue. Her father wanted to keep walking, he had a business meeting to attend later but Dora was mesmerized by the skates. He had gone three blocks before he realized she wasn't walking by his side and when he retraced his steps he found Dora, pigtails and all, with her face smooshed up against the shop window as she stared at the ice skates. She didn't know what they were for, but she wanted them. And she cried and threw herself on the sidewalk until her father shouted at her and said he would buy them if she shut up, which she instantly did. She tried walking around the house in them and ruined an antique carpet before her nanny Gwendoline laughed and scooped her up off the floor and carried her outside. That was her first ice skating lesson and she enjoyed going out every winter after that. Before Hogwarts, Dora and Theon were homeschooled, their parents not wanting them to mix muggleborns at the local wizarding primary schools. Dora struggled with memorizing dates and facts, often distracted by something more attractive than maths problems or world history. Her tutor assured her that she would fare better once she got to Hogwarts. It was evident to everyone who spent time with the little brunette that Dora had a penchant for magic and it was the only thing she seemed interested in learning. Her tutor was right, at Hogwarts, after being sorted into Slytherin like her parents, Dora quickly began to pick up new spells, charms, and hexes. Her first few years she was one of the better students in subjects such as Charms, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Her lack of desire to study and attend to book-heavy classes was evident even at Hogwarts, and she just barely passed her other subjects; History of Magic being the worst. Come the age of thirteen when her body had developed enough to set her apart from the younger students, Dora found her she had a charming ability to woo the boys of her school. Heavy snogging sessions in the library and the back of classrooms soon overtook her attention and her marks began to reflect her inattentiveness. Classes involving wandwork were easiest for Dora, she needed little practice and kept her grades high, but in everything else she began to recognize that she was as stupid as her parents had always made her feel. She lost her virginity at fourteen to a boy who, while not the most attractive, had said she was gorgeous and offered her some of the firewhiskey he had smuggled out of the kitchens. Dora’s two biggest coping mechanisms were discovered that night. Sex took away the pain of being a failure and alcohol removed the lonesomeness that she felt even in a crowded room. From that point on, whenever Dora encountered something difficult, she sought refuge in the arms of a man or the warmth of a drink. In her sixth year, Dora was the unintended victim of a Death Eater attack. While shopping for a new quill, masked men lit the muggleborn shop owner’s store on fire. The roof caved in and buried Dora, the shop owner, and two other patrons. The shopkeeper was killed, the other two shoppers escaped with only minor injuries, but Dora’s leg had been crushed by a heavy beam and broken in three places. The falling debris knocked her unconscious and she was in a comma for a fortnight. Her parents did not cease their holiday to check on their daughter, and Dora was released into the care of one of the family’s servants. The summer before Dora’s final year at Hogwarts, her parents had taken off on holiday to New Zealand, leaving Dora and Theon to tend to themselves. The Parkinson children thought nothing of their parents forgoing any communication but near the end of summer Rebekah Parkinson appeared in the foyer of the family home, panicked and alone. While on holiday, the Parkinsons had been kidnapped and held inside a shipping container for over a fortnight, given only a single meal to share between them each day. After two weeks together, Rebekah was blindfolded and removed from their makeshift cell. She was taken to a hotel room in Manchester. Heath remained in the shipping container but the meals stopped coming. He died of starvation on the same day his terrified wife returned home. The MLE were called, an investigation was opened, and the kidnapping and murder was eventually blamed on a former client of Heath’s. The investigation discovered that the money the Parkinsons had used to take so many lavish holidays (all without their children) had been laundered and stolen from Heath’s clients. The murder was judged to be retaliation for his crimes. Dora and Theon returned to school that September in shock and disbelief. Theon seemed to cope better than Dora, who had sunken into one of her episodes of melancholy and began cutting herself. By the time the children returned home for Christmas holiday they were greeted with another shocking surprise. The family was bankrupt. Rebekah was selling their home and renting a small flat on the other side of town, in which she said there was only room for herself and Theon. As Dora was an adult, she would be expected to get a job following her graduation from Hogwarts and find her own place to live. A week later, on Christmas Eve, Theon got into a fight with a group of boys as he headed towards a Christmas party where Dora their mother had already been for a while, socializing and putting on a show for all the other pureblood families feigning success despite the horrific tragedies the family had so recently faced. When several hours had passed and Theon had not arrived at the party, Dora set off looking for him while Rebekah, unconcerned, continued her attempt at being the center of the party. Dora found Theon lying in the snow, bloodied and dying. She rushed him to the hospital but it was too late. Theon had died of his injuries, only five months after his father’s death. Rebekah Parkinson, upon being notified at the hospital of her son’s passing broke into tears as Dora watched in stunned silence. The words her mother in her presence would be etched in Dora’s memory for all eternity. “Merlin has forsaken me. I’ve lost the only things I have cared about in the world; my Heath, my home, and now the only child I loved.” Dora walked out of the hospital in the middle of the night without a single word to her mother, locked herself in the bedroom she had claimed as her own since she was an infant, and sobbed uncontrollably for three straight days. She left for school at the end of the holiday without another word to her mother. Her grades suffered, she barely passed her exams, and come 1st of June she had nowhere to live. Years of ego crushing depression left Dora believing that she was too daft to get a proper job and thinking that she had no marketable skills beyond her looks. Taking her best friend, Fin, up on his offer to stay at his house until she got on her feet, Dora attempted to make a living as a model, but the opportunities were scarce and the jobs that she did land did not pay enough for her to afford her own flat. Fin eventually started a nightclub, the Starlight Speakeasy, and offered a job to Dora should she need it. Putting years of borderline alcoholism to use, Dora became a bartender, mixing cocktails and flirting with the cuter patrons to fulfill some of her need for attention. Dora is embarrassed of her job, believing it is beneath her station, but she is grateful to her friend for keeping her off the streets. She slowly saved up enough money to move out of Fin’s house and acquire her own little flat in the suburbs. Things were starting to look up. OOC  Play By: Krysten Ritter Your Alias: Slither Pronouns: Her/she Age: Alive Other Characters: Rodolphus Adalrich Lestrange Dorian Michael Humbert Where did you find us: I conjured you from nothingness |
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