Status: approved

STATUS: Approved

During the beginning of her First Year at Hogwarts, Koko began to notice the crazy people in the world. She still was very sheltered compared to some - she had a house, she had an 'overprotective' mother, if she could call Rosalie that. She had two little brothers who were also quite protected as well as an adoptive father who would have given his life for her. She didn't know what the hardships of the world were. She was lucky.

And then she met others. People who did know what it was like in the real world. People who had been hurt, who had been bullied, who were scared of that happening again. She also met those who had been hurt but were still brave. Koko was unsure of what she would become for the longest time, but a few things shaped her into the jittery person she is today.

She has had a fear of authority for quite some time. She would not come home until the sun set during the day when she was in primary school, and she would always be scared of her mum finding out where she had been. Usually, it was to a sweets shoppe to spend the minimal allowance that Victor gave her, but if Rosalie found out about even that, Victor would be berated and Koko would be grounded. So she learned how to avoid observation, how to blend into the crowd, and how to not be noticed.

During her eighth year, a group of kids at her school had targeted her because they had seen some of her accidental magic. The blonde was called a freak, and a few blows were aimed. None ever landed, though, because she had gotten good at dodging. She was fast, and they would not catch her as she sprinted home, arriving before sunset for the first time in three or four years. She felt proud of herself that day and wore that pride every day. The kids who had cornered her soon forgot all about the ordeal, and maybe it was because Koko stayed hidden. But it could have been because she evaded them every day.

When she was sent off to Hogwarts, the Slytherin seemed a proud pure-blood. She held her head high every day and while she didn't cause trouble, she was cocky enough not to stay off of the radar either. She would avoid authority as best she could, but she wouldn't make any attempts not to talk to them if they came up to her. She still feared them, but she was too proud to show it. Proud of her social class, proud of being a member of the esteemed Leblanc and Wreath lineage, even if it were only through adoption. Rosalie Wreath (nee Leblanc) was rich beyond measure and from a long line of French pure-bloods. Victor Wreath, on the other hand, was a Half-Blood through and through. His mother had been the Muggle, though, which did ruin the Wreath name but let it be known as a Wizarding surname.

Later in the year, her pride began to subside as she came to terms with the fact that she was not better than everyone - and that many were better than her. The realisation turned the kid into a hermit of sorts, and she would avoid people if at all possible. She came across a Dhampir in the Abandoned Toilets, and that shocked her into a hard reality that she needed to run. She wouldn't be able to fight back anymore - she had to dodge.

After that, she was a scared little girl, but that did help her. She would notice whenever danger - or at least what she thought of as danger - was coming, and she would try and avoid it the best she could. She usually succeeded in her quest. If there was a food fight in the Great Hall, the girl would somehow know where the food was coming from and duck in the nick of time. When she played Quidditch, she managed to not get hit for quite some time before her evading tricks didn't seem to work any longer. She always seemed to just notice where a blow was coming from, and she always seemed to know what to do to avoid that. Whether that worked or not was up to the girl's reflexes, but she at least seemed to have the knowledge.

Koko became even more submissive to authority and decided to either completely avoid them or do what they said no matter what. Even if they looked for her, she would use her Evasive Maneuvers to not be found and avoid whatever possible trouble was coming. She would know when and where said 'trouble' was coming from, even if it were only a student coming to tell her that she had left behind her homework. Koko would know that someone was looking for her, she would just feel it somehow, and she would try to hide. To avoid them. Because she knew that if they had bad intentions, she would need to evade to dodge a punch. Koko didn't know who they were. She was scared because she didn't know the intentions of the people around her, and she would avoid them at all costs. If one more person tried to confront her, she wouldn't attack or stand up for herself. She would dodge, evade, flee, whatever you might call it. Only a scared little snake could do that, and Koko was just that: a scared little snake.

WC | 922

Status: added

Half-Veela

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Name of Ability or Race that you Are Applying for: Half-Veela!

Why this fits Brielle:
Brielle has always been a pretty girl, some even might say stunning. As a child up into Junior High she has always had the boys tripping over themselves for her. Of course, Brielle didn't use her beauty as a weapon. Until now that is.

Brielle's mother had been a full blooded Veela, a beautifully stunning woman with fair white skin and long silk like hair. Her father, on the other hand, is actually a muggle. He is a goregous man with features that look like they we're crafted by an angel. Her mother immediately fell in love with him, and tried however she could to get him to notice her. Her mother had eventually won him over by using her Veela like powers to entrance him. Well, at least that's what she thought. He hadn't actually fallen in love with her because of her beautiful complexion, he liked her because she had been different than the other women, she was a girl who spoke her mind and didn't hold back. That was what caused him to fall for her.

Before Brielle had been born though, her mother had lived in Paris, being a model among the muggles. It was fun to her, getting to walk around, having those who saw you adore you whenever you passed. Brielle liked those stories, she found it fascinating how her mother used to be an incredible model who just walked around as if she were a non magic folk.

Brielle's mother had actually found her husband while modeling in America, as she was on tour for a female fashion brand. They had bumped into each other when boarding one another's planes and sat together on the flight. Why, the first thing he had said to her had been a compliment on her accent. As Natalie had originated from London, her posh accent was very noticeable. They sat and chatted for the entire flight, and came to find that he was a very wealthy man. She had hit the jackpot, and together, they cared for on another as loving partners and were soon to have Brielle.

Brielle was born in London with her mother and father, as they wanted her to grow up in the same place as their mother. Brielle, at a young age showed her Veela characteristics, having most the boys in grade school falling head over heels for her. Though, when angry or pestered with the boys that had kept following around, she would scream an awful nosie, her beautiful features withering away into angry expressions. Brielle never used it to obtain things though, as she normally just lived with it. Her mother, had intended for Brielle to go to Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as that is where she attended her school years. Though, Hogwarts had been the school of Brielle's choosing, and that is where she resided.

Giving this race to Brielle would not only match her physical complexion, it would help her magic be more presise and skillful when in duel. Brielle strives to be a perfectionist, and anything that makes her spells better and more impressive excites her. She could also become closer with her mother, as they could bond over owls during the school year about how her Veela traits are going. 

Word Count: 547

Stats:
STRENGTH: 5
EVASION: 5
STAMINA: 4
WISDOM: 5
ARCANE POWER: 5
ACCURACY: 6

STATUS: Approved

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Name of Ability: Poison Resistance
Describe why this fits your character:

While growing up as a rich kid in a pureblood family had its perks, Max was never the sheltered child many believed children with his lifestyle were. Wealth had to come from somewhere, and since the Avery family got it from sources which weren't all legal, it came from a place of danger and intrigue. As the child of a businessman who dabbled in illegal weaponry sales, Max was always the potential target of either people spurned in Alisdair's deals or the competition looking to weaken the head of the Avery family by causing the death of his only son. Because there were as many ways to kill a person as there are stars in the sky, Max had to learn the art of staying alive.

Mithridatism. It was one of the first truly complicated words he learned, and among other lessons of self-defense, it was one of the more interesting ones. Centuries prior, a king was poisoned at the hand of his wife, and this poisoning led to a paranoia that only those intimately familiar with death can develop. The next king and son of the previous one - Mithridates VI, who was one of the greatest enemies of the Roman Republic before the Roman Empire came around - decided he would not go the same way as his father. To combat the effects of poison, he began ingesting certain poisons little by little until his system built up such a great immunity that when he later attempted suicide by poison, it didn't work.

Max's interest in this incredible yet tragic tale was what allowed him to freely work with his father when Alisdair initially proposed the idea of practicing Mithridatism. Every day before going to his studies, Max would sit blindfolded with his father and consume a small vial of poison. The first few months taught him the effects the poisons would have on his body - albeit at a much lesser scale than if he'd consumed a true dosage. He began to learn which poison was which through the effects, and then - a couple of years later - through the tastes.

This served the purpose not only of building up his immunity to poisons and lowering their affect, but also letting him know what he'd taken so that he could immediately begin searching for the correct antidote the moment he started showing symptoms. While he still has a long way to go since there are many, many potions he has yet to learn, his keen senses will alert him immediately to any change in his body.

WC: 430

Stats:

Stamina: 7
Evasion: 5
Strength: 1
Wisdom: 9
ArcPower: 10
Accuracy: 8

STATUS: Approved

STATUS: Approved

Link to your encyclopedia thread: Here

Name of Ability or Race that you Are Applying for:
Comprehend Languages (Troll)

Describe why this fits your character:
As a muggle-born, Dinara had very much been incredibly in awe of the Wizarding World. It seemed as though there were so many things to learn -- things that she would never had imagined existed.

Dinara wasn't a particularly studious kid, but she was someone who thrived in social situations and had a deep desire to get to know as many different people (or even creatures) as possible. It was somehow incredibly fulfilling for her to understand how differently others lived from her. This, coupled with her seemingly insatiable curiosity, led to her being extremely invested in getting to know the other species that roamed the Wizarding World.

Of all the different species, the one that Dinara found the most delight in learning about would be the trolls. Sure, all the other species were interesting too, but trolls just seemed like such a misunderstood race. For goblins, merms, giants, or even veelas, it seemed as though they were still generally accepted by the general public.

Trolls, on the other hand, seemed to be outcasted by society. Slow-witted and rather gross looking, people shunned them. Somehow, this garnered the sympathy of the kind-hearted Hufflepuff. She had immense faith that underneath the dumb demeanor, there was much to be understood about the large-sized creatures.

So, she studied. Day and night, Dinara scoured the library for books about Trolls, as well as the "language" they spoke, if one could even deem it as such. It frustrated Dinara to no end, really, that their "language" seemed to comprise of random grunts and snorts. She already took longer than most to study, really, given that Dinara genuinely wasn't the brightest kid around -- she relied purely on time and sheer effort to produce the academic results that she did.

Still, she persisted, stubbornly poring over the books that were available that attempted to explain how 'Troll' sounded like to the best of their ability. As much as the authors tried to incorporate onomatopeia within the books, Dinara could only do her best in guessing what sounds the authors were trying to convey through their text.

With enough practice, Dinara had somehow managed to get the hang of 'Troll' -- she could definitely at least get the gist of what they were saying, even if she had interpreted certain little grunts inaccurately. In return, Dinara could vaguely grunt back as well, though it was likely that her pronunciation wasn't all the best given that she had learnt all she knew from books.

All the same, the little Hufflepuff was absolutely delighted at her newly acquired knowledge of 'Troll' -- this meant that she was one step closer to being able to better understand what she perceived as possibly the most misunderstood race in the Wizarding World.

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Stats:

Stamina| 5
Evasion |10
Strength | 5
Wisdom | 2
Arcane Power | 10
Accuracy | 8

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Name of Ability or Race that you Are Applying for:
Martial Artist

Describe why this fits your character:
Cecily Naylor, a mother to 3 children and her middle daughter, Dinara Lucey, could be described as a 'tiger parent'. She was extremely strict on her children and functioned as a very practical woman. Over the summer holidays, while telling her family all about the cool new school that she had been attending, Dinara had somehow managed to let slip of the fact that certain pure-blood elitists existed within Hogwarts, who looked upon muggle-born children with distaste.

The fiery woman wasn't going to take this lying down. Rather, she decided to take this with a flying kid as she commanded Dinara to enroll in Taekwondo classes as a reasonable form of self-defense. Despite the girl's protests and insistence that she was 'too well-liked to be bullied just because she was muggle-born' (or at least, that's what she perceived of herself), Cecily Naylor went right ahead to sign Dinara up into a nearby Taekwondo Academy -- the Lions' Taekwondo Academy. Ironic, really, considering that Dinara would have been a badger of all animals.

Still, Dinara didn't really have a choice. There was no use in arguing with Mrs. Lucey, really. So there went the little badger into the den of Lions. It wasn't easy at all, to go in as a complete, white-belted newbie and getting trashed by all the older, taller, bigger and more experienced students. Particularly so for someone as proud as Dinara Lucey, her days at the Taekwondo Academy taught her more than just martial arts. It also served to humble her quite a fair bit, with Dinara learning to respect her opponents more be they more or less skilled than herself.

The summer break wasn't a super long stretch of time for someone to learn martial arts, but in the few months, Dinara had managed to rise through the belt ranks and achieve a respectable Green Belt. Nothing too fancy, but one can be sure that Cecily Naylor would insist on Dinara regularly going back for more lessons over the holiday breaks.

Although Dinara was now better able to 'defend herself' with her newly acquired knowledge of martial arts, the girl found that practicing it had become a form of therapy for her. For someone as emotionally charged as the Hufflepuff, it would seem that releasing all the pent up emotion through martial arts (especially so in Taekwondo where they were trained to yell as they punched or kicked) was an extremely effective method in getting her to calm down and achieve a cooler state of mind.

Of course, suddenly kicking out or punching in the middle of social interaction or a particularly tense event wasn't socially acceptable in any sense, which also meant that Dinara wasn't much better at handling any emotional issues on the spot. In this way, her practice of martial arts had allowed her to be better at retrospection, but not in any other way of self-awareness. 

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Stats:

Stamina| 5
Evasion |10
Strength | 5
Wisdom | 2
Arcane Power | 10
Accuracy | 8

STATUS: Approved

STATUS: Approved