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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2022 5:24 pm

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PRONUNCIATION an-uh-lees FLUUR WAHT-sen
NICKNAMES Annie
GENDER Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION TBD
AGE 11
BIRTHDAY October 17, 2043
SIGN Libra ♎
LANGUAGES English

FACECLAIM Anime
HEIGHT 4 ft 8.5 in.
BUILD Average
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES
♫ Pierced ears

BLOOD STATUS Pureblood
WAND 10 1/2 inches, Rosewood with Hippogriff Feather, brittle with a spiraled shaft
PATRONUS Hummingbird (not yet learned)
FAMILIAR A lavender pygmy puff named Alistair

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ATTENDING Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
HOUSE Unsorted
YEAR First
CLASS OF 2062

EXAM SCORES

O.W.L. SCORES
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BEST CLASSES
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WORST CLASSES
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DREAM JOB Professional DJ
CURRENT OCCUPATION Student

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AMBITIOUS Annalise is well aware that her current situation hasn't exactly set her up well for life. While she hopes eventually she'll be adopted and have a family to call her own, she knows better than to count on it. She has her own ideas for her future and dreams of self-sufficiency. No matter the cards she has been dealt, she is determined to succeed in any and all endeavors by any means she deems necessary.

FLEXIBLE A loose plan is fine, but it's important to be ready for the curveballs life throws at you. Annie is a roll with the punches type of girl, and as such is good at thinking on her feet. Whether it be a change in the day's plans or a sudden shift in game strategy, she'll face what's coming to her head-on.

UNPREDICTABLE Unbeknownst to Annie, she gets her emotional stability from her mother. Her feelings are strong and can sometimes be overwhelming for her. The good days are great, the bad days are miserable. She doesn't often hold this against herself, viewing herself as the passionate type with a flair for dramatics and adventure. If anything, she likes to keep people on their toes. She tells herself if she's too much for someone, then they simply weren't enough for her. No hard feelings.

PERFECTIONIST Annalise has high standards when it comes to herself and anything she does. She has a keen eye (and ear) for detail. Her homework needs to be thorough. Her hair needs to be just so. When she's drafting new music, she'll spend hours on end until she achieves just the right sound, and then she needs to repeat until it comes second nature to her. No one else is ever held to these standards. So long as they're taking care of themselves and giving it their all, they have Annalise's respect. For herself though, she can't practice what she preaches. She'll never hope to stand out from the crowd with anything less than perfection.

SELF-CRITICAL Annalise's self-confidence is nothing but a front built up from years of bitter disappointment. In all her years, no one has ever wanted her. She thinks maybe, just maybe, if she pushes herself hard enough she'll find some sort of sense of belonging. Yet at the same time she consistently invalidates herself, telling herself she's fundamentally flawed. That even if she can live to her own standards, she may still never be enough. Annalise Watson is her own worst enemy.

NURTURING Despite how she sometimes comes off, Annalise cares deeply for the people close to her. She is happy to lend a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on for those who need it. Although she doesn't treat herself with the same kindness, she will try to give gentle guidance when able, providing a support system she wishes she could have had for herself.

LIKES
♫ Electric, energetic music
♪ Sour candy
♫ Sports
♪ Exploring
♫ Fashion

DISLIKES
♪ Feeling left out
♫ Winter
♪ Studying
♫ Carnival rides, vehicles, etc. Anything that makes her nauseous
♪ Goodbyes

STRENGTHS
♫ Detail-oriented
♪ Adaptable

WEAKNESSES
♫ Can't always keep a firm handle on her emotions
♪ Prone to motion sickness

DESIRES
♫ A sense of belonging, whether that be with a family or otherwise
♪ To mix the sickest beats; hard to do without the equipment though

FEARS
♫ Total silence / being alone
♪ Bugs

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EARLY CHILDHOOD Annalise didn't know her parents, but she did know her mother loved her. Shortly after her birth Annalise was abandoned at Wools with only a name, a letter, and an engraved, silver bracelet that read, "There are no goodbyes for us. Wherever you are, you will always be in my heart." The parting words of her mother led Annalise to ask about her family often, and the staff that took care of her lacked the answers she hoped for. That was fine. Annalise was of a curious mind and would be determined to make sense of it all one day. In the meantime, her time at Wool's went well enough. There was always a commotion with the other children that helped her to feel less lonely and kept her from thinking too long about her parents. Even if she may not have always gotten along with everyone, there was almost always a playmate around. The worst days were when one of her orphaned siblings were adopted--the home seemed quieter, but she tried to be happy for them despite her jealousy.

Music was one of the best things in life. In particular, Annalise enjoyed high energy rhythms that made her want to jump up and dance. The music helped her to shut her mind off and relax. After Annalise turned six, she started to notice the strangest phenomenon with the radio. Occasionally, if what was playing was particularly boring and Annalise wished it would stop, it would suddenly change stations. As she got older, she realized it would change to her favorite stations, the ones she knew by heart. Eventually it became pretty evident her magic was the cause of it, despite rarely having any other surprise occurrences. On her eleventh birthday Annalise received her letter for Hogwarts, and she couldn't wait to go and learn what other sorts of things her magic could do.

SCHOOL YEARS

♫ FIRST YEAR (what happened your character's first year of school; this section will be added in after their first year is completed)
♪ SECOND YEAR (what happened your character's second year of school; this section will be added in after their second year is completed)
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♪ FOURTH YEAR (what happened your character's fourth year of school; this section will be added in after their fourth year is completed)
♫ FIFTH YEAR (what happened your character's fifth year of school; this section will be added in after their fifth year is completed)
♪ SIXTH YEAR (what happened your character's sixth year of school; this section will be added in after their sixth year is completed)
♫ SEVENTH YEAR (what happened your character's seventh year of school; this section will be added in after their seventh year is completed)

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RELATIONSHIP STATUS Too young
SIGNIFICANT OTHER ---

FAMILY
♫ Unknown biological parents Cyril Keighley (pureblood); Sera Meredith Carver (pureblood)
♪ Unknown half-sister Varenia Siddall (pureblood)

FRIENDS
♫ BEST FRIEND ---
♪ Inara "Kiah" Amin, others from Wool's

ENEMIES ---

ACQUAINTANCES ---

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ALLERGIES None
ELEMENT Fire
HOBBIES Listening to music, exploring
INSTRUMENTS PLAYED Dabbles in whatever she can get her hands on, but isn't proficient in anything
PRIZED POSSESSION An engraved silver bracelet from her birth mother

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FAVORITE FOOD Sweet & sour pork with fried rice
FAVORITE CANDY Sour rind watermelon
FAVORITE COLOR Lavender
FAVORITE ANIMAL Penguin
FAVORITE SEASON Summer

MAIN THEME "Headphones"
PLAYLIST

♫ Year 1: Headphones
♪ Year 2: -
♫ Year 3: -
♪ Year 4: -
♫ Year 5: -
♪ Year 6: -
♫ Year 7: -

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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2022 4:28 pm

Hey, you might not see it with your eyes
But keep your head up to the sky
The sun is coming through
Here's what you gotta do (well, well, oh, oh)

Pureblood | Unsorted | First Year | Eleven Years Old

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Yer post is gonna go here. Words. Descriptions. Let us know what your character is thinking and feeling. Let us know what's going on with their senses. Put yourself in their shoes. "Oh, and sometimes your character will say stuff. That'll go here," they say. And then maybe you'll say why they said that, or how they felt as they said that. 'Thinking is also good.' Anyone ever tell you to think before you speak? Exactly.

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Any time you feel alone, put on your headphones
Love, love's coming through your headphones
Any time you feel alone, put on your headphones
Love, love's coming through your headphones

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Posted: Fri May 20, 2022 5:09 pm

Hey, you might not see it with your eyes
But keep your head up to the sky
The sun is coming through
Here's what you gotta do (well, well, oh, oh)

Pureblood | Second Year Slytherin | Twelve Years Old

Namaste
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Yer post is gonna go here. Words. Descriptions. Let us know what your character is thinking and feeling. Let us know what's going on with their senses. Put yourself in their shoes. "Oh, and sometimes your character will say stuff. That'll go here," they say. And then maybe you'll say why they said that, or how they felt as they said that. 'Thinking is also good.' Anyone ever tell you to think before you speak? Exactly.

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Any time you feel alone, put on your headphones
Love, love's coming through your headphones
Any time you feel alone, put on your headphones
Love, love's coming through your headphones

Posted: Wed Mar 22, 2023 5:30 pm

It's like forgetting the words to your favorite song
You can't believe it, you were always singing along
It was so easy and the words so sweet
You can't remember, you try to feel the beat

Pureblood | Fourth Year Slytherin | Fifteen Years Old

Music Club | Namaste
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You spend half of your life trying to fall behind
You're using your headphones to drown out your mind
It was so easy and the words so sweet
You can't remember, you try to move your feet

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Posted: Sat May 20, 2023 11:08 pm

No clothes to fold up away is a lucky day
Get scrubbing, blast all the stains, blood and grease, I will wave bye-bye
Shut it up, shut it up, voices in my head are
Clawing at the back of my brain
Gimme one to take, lemme pick the pace
I sing in vain

Pureblood | Fifth Year Slytherin | Prefect | Fifteen Years Old

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All I want is a better life, feel the light in my eyes
Taking the hand at my side, I’ll reach and make it mine
That sly heart beating
So bury me in pleasure
Rest in peace, we fall together
The hell in wait just beneath the eyes, we will find
Love in between the lines
I love you, so whatever
Hate me, take all that I treasure, my honey

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