xxx𝒪𝒲𝐿 𝒮𝒸𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Astronomy ~ O xxxxx⇾Charms ~ EE xxxxx⇾Defense Against the Dark Arts ~ A xxxxx⇾Herbology ~ EE xxxxx⇾History of Magic ~ O xxxxx⇾Potions ~ O xxxxx⇾Transfiguration ~ A xxxxx⇾Cursebreaking ~ A xxxxx⇾Divination ~ O xxxxx⇾Ghoul and Ghost Studies ~ O xxxxx⇾Music ~ O xxxxx⇾Mythology ~ O xxxxx⇾Study of Ancient Runes ~ A xxxxx⇾Wandlore Studies ~ O xxxxx⇾Wizard Law ~ EE
xxx𝒩𝐸𝒲𝒯 𝒮𝒸𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾ xxxxx⇾ xxxxx⇾
xxxCʟᴜʙs ᴀɴᴅ Sᴘᴏʀᴛs: xxxxx⇾ Chess Club xxxxx⇾ Drama Club xxxxx⇾ Namaste xxxxx⇾ Quidditch
xxxAᴄᴄᴏʟᴀᴅᴇs: xxxxx⇾ Captain of Drama Club xxxxx⇾ xxxxx⇾
xxx𝓟𝒆𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂xxx xxxxx⇾Sᴏғᴛ: Yarrick comes from a big... and I mean BIG family. It’s easy to feel overshadowed. So rather than fight for the spotlight, she shrinks down and hides herself so the others can shine.
xxxxx⇾Cᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ: Yarrick is always cautious about what she says and what she does. She wouldn’t want to step out of her own boundaries, nor would she want to accidentally hurt someone. Yarrick likes to have all the pieces so she can make the “objectively best decision”
xxxxx⇾Lᴏɢɪᴄᴀʟ: Things in life have a natural order. Yarrick likes to follow that very same order. If ever she gets stuck, she’ll try to research the next steps to take, often delaying her own decisions.
xxxxx⇾Iɴsᴇᴄᴜʀᴇ: Despite hiding herself in the shadows, Yarrick has a voice. She is worried others might not like her voice, or anything else that comes from her. She often allows others to be a voice piece for her, most especially her twin brother.
xxxxx⇾Sᴛᴜᴅɪᴏᴜs: Every question has an answer, and every answer must be questioned. She’s always liked to research things, especially if it follows a logical step from her other studies... or if it sounded interesting... whichever.
xxxxx⇾Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ: Despite her love of cold, hard logic, it can become incredibly difficult to decide between her brain and her heart. Even decisions she knows to be correct are sometimes impossible for her to make if it’s attached to big emotions.
xxx𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Music xxxxx⇾Books, especially study material xxxxx⇾Symmetry. Radial Symmetry is prettiest xxxxx⇾Puzzles of all sorts xxxxx⇾Fizzy Drinks
xxx𝒟𝒾𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Time limits and deadlines... though they do help make decisions xxxxx⇾Arithmatic xxxxx⇾Grapefruit. It tastes like batteries xxxxx⇾Reality TV (except how-to shows) xxxxx⇾Being without Yak
xxx𝐻𝑜𝒷𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Fluting xxxxx⇾Logic Puzzles xxxxx⇾Playing Video Games
xxx𝒮𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑔𝓉𝒽𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Empathetic, but objective, one of Yarrick’s best traits is her ability to listen, understand, and empathize with others, but also take a step back and understand the bigger picture to help them (or herself) come to the best decision. xxxxx⇾Studious and diligent, making her a thorough researcher.
xxx𝒲𝑒𝒶𝓀𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Has a hard time putting things into words and expressing herself. xxxxx⇾Struggles with being in the spotlight, prefers to operate from the shadows.
xxx𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Make it big with a band with her twin! (Or maybe for her it’s just playing music with him?) xxxxx⇾Figure out a way to sneak Yak into Hogwarts... maybe
xxx𝐹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx xxxxx⇾Absolute darkness. Not like “oh it’s dark out” or even just a dark room. But the darkness of being somewhere so dark she can’t see her own hands and all she has are sounds echoing, echoing, too loud to help. xxxxx⇾Severe Stage Fright
xxxℬ𝓲𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓱𝔂xxx
xxx𝒞𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝒽𝑜𝑜𝒹xxx Yarrick was born alongside her (slightly) older twin, Yak. They were the second and third kids born to Kandace Knapp, only a couple years behind their older brother, Zack. Though they didn't know the identity of their dad, they were happy to have each other. As they got a little older, Yak stepped into a more outgoing role, allowing Yarrick to fall back to the shadows. While he was their mouthpiece, Yarrick preferred to be a sort of man-on-the-inside, providing guidance and research for them both. Then again, Yak became able to make snap decisions, while Yarrick felt bound to her research.
It all came to a moment of panic when Yarrick, and only Yarrick, received a Hogwarts letter. The twins knew they would have no choice but to separate unless Yarrick could figure out a solution.
xxx𝒮𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁 𝒴𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓈xxx When she traveled to Hogwarts, she was sorted into Ravenclaw. She was still very distraught that Yak couldn't come to Hogwarts and even offered to change places with him. During the school year, she joined the drama club despite a fear of being on stage. She was happy to work behind the scenes. Second year she tried out for the Quidditch team and made the main team as a beater, despite being slightly afraid of the position. Third year she once again tried out for and made the main Quidditch team. That year the Ravenclaws won and Yarrick helped with some great hits. During the club carnival that year, her older brother Zack set off a bunch of fireworks and almost got himself expelled. Starting off fourth year, she joined the newly formed chess club. Her brother Zack, and her cousins Flick and Erikk, all transferred to Salem in America, but she was joined by her sister Xenobiolgick. She once again joined the Quidditch team and also became the captain of the Drama Club, much to her chagrin.
Just before the start of her fifth year, Zack decided he hated school in the states and wanted to return to Hogwarts. Yarrick said she wasn't giving him back the Drama Club (if only to spite him), and she promised she'd stay mad. That part, at least, was true. She was super angry that he had left in the first place. He gave her a neat puzzle toy to help smooth things over, and, though it smelled like his stinky socks, Yarrick solved it and kept it with the other puzzle toys she'd collected. Xeno had a Seer vision that (hopefully) didn't come true, which was wild. Quidditch went well, and Yarrick scored the blow that made Zack have to end his last game early. Hopefully he was proud, since she'd tried her best to play like he did...
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Do ყoᥙ ᥱvᥱr gᥱt ᥲ ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of ᥣιfᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ hᥲρρყ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't ᥕᥲᥒᥒᥲ dιᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ hᥲᥒgιᥒg bყ ᥲ thrᥱᥲd bᥙt ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ? 'Cᥲᥙsᥱ ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙr bodყ's ιᥒ thᥱ room bᥙt ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ thᥱrᥱ, ᥣιkᥱ ყoᥙ hᥲvᥱ ᥱmρᥲthყ ιᥒsιdᥱ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ ᥴᥲrᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ frᥱsh oᥙttᥲ ᥣovᥱ bᥙt ιt's bᥱᥱᥒ ιᥒ thᥱ ᥲιr.... Am I ρᥲst rᥱρᥲιr? A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of trყιᥒ' to ᥴᥲrᥱ ᥕhᥱᥒ I doᥒ't. A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of sιᥒkιᥒ' ᥕhᥱᥒ thᥱrᥱ's ᥕᥲtᥱr ιᥒ mყ boᥲt I'm bᥲrᥱᥣყ brᥱᥲthιᥒ', trყᥒᥲ stᥲყ ᥲfᥣoᥲt So I got thᥱsᥱ qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ Gᥙᥱss I'm jᥙst brokᥱᥒ ᥲᥒd brokᥱ
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Do ყoᥙ ᥱvᥱr gᥱt ᥲ ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of ᥣιfᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ hᥲρρყ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't ᥕᥲᥒᥒᥲ dιᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ hᥲᥒgιᥒg bყ ᥲ thrᥱᥲd bᥙt ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ? 'Cᥲᥙsᥱ ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙr bodყ's ιᥒ thᥱ room bᥙt ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ thᥱrᥱ, ᥣιkᥱ ყoᥙ hᥲvᥱ ᥱmρᥲthყ ιᥒsιdᥱ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ ᥴᥲrᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ frᥱsh oᥙttᥲ ᥣovᥱ bᥙt ιt's bᥱᥱᥒ ιᥒ thᥱ ᥲιr.... Am I ρᥲst rᥱρᥲιr? A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of trყιᥒ' to ᥴᥲrᥱ ᥕhᥱᥒ I doᥒ't. A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of sιᥒkιᥒ' ᥕhᥱᥒ thᥱrᥱ's ᥕᥲtᥱr ιᥒ mყ boᥲt I'm bᥲrᥱᥣყ brᥱᥲthιᥒ', trყᥒᥲ stᥲყ ᥲfᥣoᥲt So I got thᥱsᥱ qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ Gᥙᥱss I'm jᥙst brokᥱᥒ ᥲᥒd brokᥱ
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Do ყoᥙ ᥱvᥱr gᥱt ᥲ ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of ᥣιfᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ hᥲρρყ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't ᥕᥲᥒᥒᥲ dιᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ hᥲᥒgιᥒg bყ ᥲ thrᥱᥲd bᥙt ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ? 'Cᥲᥙsᥱ ყoᥙ gottᥲ sᥙrvιvᥱ Lιkᥱ ყoᥙr bodყ's ιᥒ thᥱ room bᥙt ყoᥙ'rᥱ ᥒot rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ thᥱrᥱ, ᥣιkᥱ ყoᥙ hᥲvᥱ ᥱmρᥲthყ ιᥒsιdᥱ bᥙt ყoᥙ doᥒ't rᥱᥲᥣᥣყ ᥴᥲrᥱ? Lιkᥱ ყoᥙ'rᥱ frᥱsh oᥙttᥲ ᥣovᥱ bᥙt ιt's bᥱᥱᥒ ιᥒ thᥱ ᥲιr.... Am I ρᥲst rᥱρᥲιr? A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of trყιᥒ' to ᥴᥲrᥱ ᥕhᥱᥒ I doᥒ't. A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ A ᥣιttᥣᥱ bιt tιrᥱd of sιᥒkιᥒ' ᥕhᥱᥒ thᥱrᥱ's ᥕᥲtᥱr ιᥒ mყ boᥲt I'm bᥲrᥱᥣყ brᥱᥲthιᥒ', trყᥒᥲ stᥲყ ᥲfᥣoᥲt So I got thᥱsᥱ qᥙιᥴk rᥱρᥲιrs to ᥴoρᥱ Gᥙᥱss I'm jᥙst brokᥱᥒ ᥲᥒd brokᥱ
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