@thelastwhorecrux
I'm only keeping these two since I'm busy with school. and this set is shit oh well
name; cecilia "lia" nina marino
age; sixteen
parents; {mother} maria marino-d'angelo {stepfather} giuseppe d'angelo {father unknown}
house; slytherin
wand; 10 inch twisted mahogany cut with unicorn hair core
pet {optional} ; none
personality; arrogant, dreamer self confident and protective over her friends and family.
blood type; "pure" {unknown father}
a mini biography; lia is an only child, she has an older half brother named francesco, but he is only around every once in a while. lia was abused by her real father when she was very young, and she does not remember him at all since her mother left him when she was four and refuses to talk about him at all. because of her abuse, lia grew up believing abuse was normal and she sought after it. she would be emotionally abused by her friends, and physically and sexually abused by her boyfriends. lia doesn't do relationships anymore, she used to use her body to get what she wants, but nowadays she just uses it for whoever wants a night of fun. she hates herself a lot, and doesn't trust anyone.
short story;
"watch it" lia hissed at a first year who bumped into her in the hallway. she lit her cigarette and leaned against the wall, inhaling and sighing softly, watching people walk past her. boyfriends with their girlfriends who'd look over at lia and wink. she shook her head. it was all so routine, so disgusting. boys would kiss their girlfriends goodnight and go to lias room for a good time. she knew she wasn't very popular with the girls in the school, but it didn't matter much, she knew she would end up alone at the end of the day anyways. she pressed her cigarette to the back of her hand as the bell for her next class rang. she sighed, watching all the students file back to their classrooms. she looked around then turned and walked out to the forests. no one would notice she was gone anyways.
name; alexander peter langdon
age; sixteen
parents; marcus and fiona langdon
house; gryffindor
wand; 13 inch oak, unicorn hair core
pet {optional}; none
personality; quiet, stays to himself, brooding, very bad temper
blood type; pure
a mini biography; after the death of his twin brother nate to a werewolf attack, alex shut down. he used to be a funny, outgoing kid, but now he stays to himself. he drinks and smokes a lot, and stays off to himself, afraid that he'd hurt someone when he transforms into a werewolf. he doesn't have many plans for his future, and he misses his brother a lot. he's depressed most of the time, but since he stays to himself no one seems to notice.
short story; "hey nate" alex said quietly as he sat by his brothers grave, "it's uh, it's been three months. and I miss you a lot. it's not easy without you here. I'm cursed with being the creature that killed you and I hate it. I hate being here without you nate.." he sighed softly, rubbing his face and looking back at the castle in the distance, "I just, I wish it were me instead of you...you had so much potential. I'm just lost without you" he sighed and stumbled to his feet, wiping his eyes, "until next time bro" he murmured and walked back to the castle, his head hanging low.
