aurora anderson

PERSONALITY

Positive Traits: courageous, clear headed, confident, flirty, flexible, forgiving
Negative Traits: flirty, disobedient, impulsive
Quirks and Habits:
- Neat - can be very insistent on stuff being placed where it should
- Dances on her own a lot – whether at home, in public and especially in the rain
- American accent – This due to her country of birth and spends most of her time there
- Scar on her left forearm – from trying to pet a different thunderbird
- Eager to please- at work or in a relationship
- Changing hairstyles – She tries to not have the same haircut for over a week
- When scared still has trouble speaking – not singing though.
- Very slight case of claustrophobia - Still loving to be out in the open air more than being cooped up in a recording studio or anywhere else she tries to do all her performances in the open air.

Likes: Singing, dancing, sowing, barbeque, horse riding and dessert.
Dislikes: hesitation, close minded people, being stuck indoors
Boggart: She’d be seeing someone using sign language as she’s mortified of going deaf.
Mirror of Erised: Herself having aged well and still performing.
Patronus: Red Macaw

HISTORY

We find Aurora when she was still very little not having been able to be raised by her own parents she had been in an orphanage for as long as she knew. What she did know was that she had been loved by her birth parents, but they hadn’t been able to take care of her. While she was in the orphanage she was shunned by most kids as weird things tended to happen with her around, not knowing it was magic she kept to herself. Which led to very poor development of her voice and speech. Finally a magical couple came upon her and took her in. They were very patient and taught her almost all she knows. Including singing, which she made her job. The Baker family let her keep her own last name, but if she ever wanted she would be gladly given theirs.

Aurora became the age to go to Hogwarts and get her own wand, which she had almost custom made in America. Not because it was needed so badly, but because she had been travelling Arizona with her adoptive parents. While she was there she had met a thunderbird as she had lost track of her parents. Only to be brought back by the bird when the creature heard the worried calls. When setting her down the creature lost a feather and flew off. Not getting the big deal her parents were making out of it she picked up the feather and kept it close since.

Finally we have the night of her first concert, in the muggle world for that matter as they seemed to be a bit more open to all sorts of music. That and lyrics were easier to get as the magical seemed to only want to hear about magic, while muggles didn’t mind lyrics much, as long as you stayed within your chosen genre of music. To her it was more magical than a lot of other things, but it became her patronus memory ever since seeing the faces of her parents that night.

PLAYER

RP Alias: Galen
Pronouns: He/his
Hogwarts House: Hufflepuff
Other Characters: @richard @rowena @jonathan @lucy @celeste
Roleplay example:
Celeste was slowly getting a bit aggravated, it might have been the irritation at what had happened, it might have been the overly cute way that Viola always could be, it might have been a lot of things, but slowly she was starting to think that she might have a thing for the blonde. Hufflepuffs did have great souls, which is why she was more often than not hanging out with them rather than Ravenclaw. That and they had quite a few muggleborns who knew so much more of the muggle world, which fascinated Celeste more than she’d tell most people. ’’No that’d be bad Viola. Voldy is dead and if he knows what’s smart he stays that way.’’

She had played by the rules of what she knew and that had been logic, sass and class, hell she’d even shown her ass. Even if it sounded a bit crass. Her plans for vengeance would likely never come to fruition, but her thoughts went back to what she had thought before and wondered why she only now had thought of that. Probably because her hormones were coming in full, or perhaps because she had spent years trying to be the perfect daughter. Well appear as the perfect daughter, her entire family knew she wasn’t. However trying to stay classy about it was harder than it seemed.

’’Well Viola, I would have to say that even giving the poses in my underwear that’s apparently just the colour for me would have been enough of a hint… Or the blush I get when you manage to catch me off guard with a compliment like about my eyes… No skin off your nose indeed.’’ Wiping the blue paint from Viola’s nose with her right handed index finger she slid her left hand behind Viola’s neck. ’’Just paint darling…oh well screw being classy for right now..’’ With that she kissed Viola full on the lips, more or less her thoughts forgotten, just hoping everything would be okay and she hadn’t just ruined a friendship of four years.