Post by veronicablackwood on Jul 30, 2011 22:33:39 GMT -5
VERONICA RENEE BLACKWOOD
[/color][/font]"Just because I smile and have a pretty face does not mean I like you or I don't wont kill you."[/color][/font]
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you said you'd light a candle and you'd say a prayer for me
[/color][/font]you said you'd light a candle and you'd say a prayer for me
WELL I FEEL THE LIGHT HAS DIMMED[/color][/font]
and gone; and half the world is begging while the other half steals.
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name: Veronica Renee Blackwood
nicknames: Ronnie
gender: Female
age: 21
year: N/A
birth date: October 29
house: Former Ravenclaw, Death Eater
blood type: Pureblood, B+
sexual orientation:Heterosexual[/color][/font]
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oh, where did everything go wrong?
[/color][/font]oh, where did everything go wrong?
WELL, SOME DAYS I CAN'T BELIEVE[/color][/font]
others i'm on my knees, trying to be heard.
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physical description:
HAIR ,
“Your hair is your crowning glory, as my mother would say. I do take great pride in my hair as well as my eyes. As a pureblood wife and mother it is to be expected of me to look presentable in all public occasions. So, to keep up appearances I place a silkening charm every morning or before leaving the house. My long straight blond locks are now reaching just below my shoulders and above my bust line. Also, I do make monthly visits to one of the shops in London for a hair appointment.”
EYES ,
“I have my mother's eyes, light steal gray. It seems that I've gotten many compliments on my eyes over the years over everything else. However, I must admit that I do have a bit of a reading problem, so glasses are required. A few of my friends have asked before why I don't see a healer to get them corrected, but I believe that they add character to a person. Simple imperfections are often what makes the person unforgettable.”
HEIGHT/WEIGHT ,
“A true lady never reveals her weight, and with my pregnancy pounds on me there isn't a chance in hell I would tell you. As far as height with out my shoes I'm standing at five feet and six inches. However, if you ever stumble upon me with out them I'm around five feet and three inches.”
BODY TYPE ,
“Well before pregnancy I did like to keep in shape. My abs were firm and I had a small waist line. I don't want to brag but I did look fabulous. My legs were always one of my best features, or at least that is what Lillian told me. I have put on a few pounds since I had Emma but it is a blessing that Richard hasn't touched me on months. I think the son of a witch has finally given up after and moved on to a back alley witch.”
play by: Rachel McAdams
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i was your anger, and you were my fear.
[/color][/font]i was your anger, and you were my fear.
AND NOW THAT IT'S OVER, OF COURSE IT'S[/color][/font]
so clear, but you were no angel, and i was no sin.
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YOU HAVE A CHOICE BETWEEN THE LISTING BELOW OR THE OVERALL PERSONALITY. DO NOT DO BOTH.
likes:
dislikes:
strengths:
weaknesses:
mirror of erised: To see her daughter grow up.
fears: Dogs & rats.
boggart: Julina Blackwood.
dementor: The day of her eighteenth birthday where her parents signed her life away for a few galleons. Veronica can still remember the look on Julian's face on the day of their wedding, he looked so possessive and happy.
patronus: Fox - Holding Emma in her arms for the very first time. Veronica knew that her life would change from that moment on because she had someone's life to think about other then hers. Emma was going to be her new world and Julian wasn't about to corrupt her.
relationship status: Married
overall personality:
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but somehow i just can't let it go, can't let it go. half
[/color][/font]but somehow i just can't let it go, can't let it go. half
THE WORLD IS SLEEPING WHILE THE OTHER[/color][/font]
half dreams, you close your eyes and then you're gone
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family:
October 29, 1974 Jean-Claude and Chantell Devereux brought a new life into the world. The child was a planned pregnancy but the Devereux couple had hoped the infant would be male in order to carry on the family name. During the delivery Chantell experienced some complications and would lose her ability to bare anymore children. The family was less then thrilled when the Healer had announced the arrival of a healthy baby girl. A few months later Veroncia Renee Blackwood was brought into the wizarding society. The pureblood family held a large gathering of the most elite wizards and witches of Britain to show them the newest addiction of the family. It was known in certain circles that Jean-Claude was using his new born daughter to gain power and wealth. Jean-Claude was never known for his honestly or morals, and by the end of the night he would have his daughter's future set.
At the age of eleven Veronica Blackwood was sent to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to obtain her magical education. In the beginning Veronica hated the idea of leaving the comfort of her mother's side and the lavished life she had become assumed too. Veronica was soon sorted into Ravenclaw, like her mother had been. Surprisingly the young witch became quite popular and soon blossomed into a social flower of her house, with each day that passed Veronica missed her mother less and gained another friend.
Through out her years at Hogwarts; Veronica excelled in Charms, always had a Friday night date, and social climbed. What felt like the majority of the male population of Hogwarts always seemed to want a chance with Veronica. However, this lady refused to stay in a relationship for more than a week. A girl needs to be free to do what she pleases and when she wants to do it.
Once Veronica had graduated from Hogwarts she spent the next year and a half in France, studying charms and traveling around the country. Upon arriving home for Christmas the young witch was shocked to find an arranged marriage under her tree. Julina Blackwood, had admired the young witch from a far for many years and decided it was time to make a proper woman out of her. At first Veronica refused and threatened to leave the country again, but soon came to the realization it would endanger the welfare of her mother and friends. The couple had a short engagement before they married in late November. At first Veronica refused to sleep in the same room as her new husband but as time passed Julian proved to be ruthless, controlling, and manipulative. He had put several fertility potions in Veronica's beverages months before their anniversary then used every trick in the book to charm his way into his wife's pants. A month later Veronica found she was pregnant, and nine months later she gave birth to a healthy baby girl, Emmaline Blackwood.
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and maybe my intentions have been misunderstood,
[/color][/font]and maybe my intentions have been misunderstood,
I KNOW YOU FEEL SO BEAUTIFULLY WRONGED[/color][/font]
some days i can't believe, others i'm one my knees.
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age:21
other characters: N/A
secret phrase: bloody hell
how you found us: A friend
June 22 - Blackwood Manor
Married. She was going to be married to a man she barely knew in less then six months. How could this be happening to her? Not even a year ago did she move out of her parents household and in to a small flat on the wizarding side of Paris. Now she was sitting on the waiting room for the man she was to marry to come and great her. It seemed as thought she had stepped into a world that was unlike her own. A world that changed the rules and allowed her father and a stranger to sign a document that gave away someone's free will and life.
As Veronica sat on the large plush couch she look around the living room. It seemed that the family did have good taste in decorating, maybe it wouldn't be horrible to live here. However, becoming the mistress of the house would certainly be a large step up from the daughter of a ministry man. The thought of being the mistress of the manor scared her less then being known as Mrs. Blackwood. How in Merlin’s name was she supposed to be the type of pureblood wife that was soon to be expected of her?
Veronica gave a tremble at the thought of being a pureblood wife. Yes, she had known that one day in her life she would be a wife, but it was different then being a wizarding pureblood born wife. They were a breed of women that were designed to look sophisticated, smile for the public, over see affairs of the house hold, provide heirs to the family name, and satisfy her husband in the bedroom. Veronica Devereux could offer almost none of these things to the man that she would soon call her husband. The last requirement was one that scared the wits out of her, for Veronica came to Julian Blackwood as a virgin. Most men expected their wives to be virginal on their wedding night, because that was a sign of a clean slate. At times pureblood world felt as if they had taken a step back into time where women would be traded like cattle.
“I am to be a wife.” Veronica whispered as she started to fumble with her hands in her petite lap. The more time she spent alone in this house was another moment she felt as if she was to be escorted to St. Mungle’s Mental Hospital. The life that was awaiting her was one that terrified her into obedience and submission. Two traits that were very well known for a wife to be to possess. However, Bella despised everything that was soon to be expected of herself. Though the deal was done in blood and magic, so she there was no hope in turning back now. Wonderful. Might as well try to make the best of this… marriage or die. Veronica was starting to consider that latter of the two.
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