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Rousiers, Summer; Ravenclaw Fifth Year
Topic Started: Aug 10 2006, 02:57 PM (163 Views)
Summer Rousiers
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Ravenclaw Student
CHARACTER DOCUMENTATION
Character Name: Summer Oleander Rousiers
Character Nickname: Sum, Summy, Sums, Sunny, Sun, Ole, Oli, Rousiers, Jellybean.
Character Age: Fifteen
Character Year: Sixth
House/Alumni: Ravenclaw

Physical Appearance:
"My physical appearance, eh? Well, honestly enough, I have never found myself as being something too special. The rather sad thing about this, not too many people have helped to boost my confidence about this subject either, that I know of, most likely considering that I'm a just another...rather simple girl. What a pretty cynical title for someone, right? This is barely the point though. Now, shall I go on? I think I shall."

"Ever since early childhood, I have been hassled with my hair. Considering that my mother had always had such uncontrollable tresses, there is really no reason in denying that...well, this trait was passed down to me, just not in that extreme of a dosage. The color is a rather bland shade of brown, nothing to out of the ordinary; though there have always been a both very black-like to it. Like I stated above, my mother was blessed with troubling tresses, even though I thought the woman was beautiful, I cannot help but be relieved that this trait was not completely passed down. When hers hair was of a thick and curled texture, mine is of a soft and waved one. Sure, it does begun to stick on all ends from time-to-time, but it is not that horrible, in a sense. For quite some time, my hair was held in a considerably long style, just past mid-back. This is one the few things I have ever really been complimented on. I went off and surprised everyone though, when chopping my tresses into a extremely short and choppy style. Like a pixie! Yay, I guess. Annnddd, I've screwed with the color, making it a little bit brighter red shade, in which I actually enjoy."

"Now, like I so lovely stated above, I have never thought of myself as being that soft on the eyes. No, I do not think of myself as being completely ugly, I'm just...far too plain for even my own taste. Mentioning eyes though, these have always been my most favorable feature. My father had these deep and very hypnotizing chocolate brown colored eyes while my mother had a light emerald green. I was not given just one of those colors, not even anything close to this. My genes must have been extremely imbalanced; I can tell you this, considering that my iris' came out a very basic blue color From far away, they look to be that basic green, like I stated just recently. Though, when close enough, they do hold a very dim bit of a lighter sapphire color and that irresistible sparkle. How beautiful. Though...beautiful might not really be the greatest way to put it."

"I'm short and there's really no reason to deny this either. Even though I am not completely aware of my height at the moment, the last time I was able to check? I was a mere five-foot-four. How sad is that? I'm both a midget and servant, what a life. Being so short has always been quite a hassle for me, especially when it comes to certain tasks at school, such as trying to reach those damned books in the library, when I need to reach fairly high space, it has always been quite difficult, I am usually able to manage though. Though I have always seemed to have a giant appetite, I am barely plump on the weight scale. Honestly enough, I am quite thin. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not a stick or anything, I actually far from being this. If I would have to choose a direct definition for my body frame? I would use...either normal or petite. You see? As I stated at the beginning of all of this: I have never found myself as being something too special. And I'm not. Try and get a good look at moi, you'll actually see what I'm trying to get at."

Personality and Traits:
"Who in their right mind would want to know how I am like? Of all people out there? Oh, yes, you. Alright then. Well, if you really want to know, I guess I give you a little peek into my head. Let's start off with the most basic and obvious one: I'm a witch. Yes, I am one of those imbalanced creatures roaming the earth, though I barely see myself or anyone else surrounding me as being this. But, honestly, I'm far more than just a plain 'ol witch and even I am aware of this. I have never even been close to being considered normal, this will most likely never occur either. Over the years, I have always had the tendency to take things on a different level than many of the students surrounding me. Sarcasm is one little thing that I have always been substituted toward. Even in the bleakest of situations, I seem to throw my little...sarcastic and even comical comments in, making myself seem either completely horrible or even otherwise. I cannot help it though, even if I do not want to say this sort of thing, It's just an extremely horrible habit of mine. I'll get more into depth with this later though. Another reason that many find moi to be so incredibly strange and off-beat? I'm far more than slightly random. Along with that horrible little sense of comedy I possess, I also tend to...throw out the most random of comments. Sometimes revolving around something entirely different from a conversation I am currently part of. I thank my lovely medical disorder for this, m'dears."

"Out of that area, I have always considered myself to be a nice and friendly enough girl. I love talking, there is really no use in denying this one either, and even if it might get annoying, I just keep going on usually. Everyone is quite aware of how long I can talk about one certain subject for and never is it in bland context, my comments are usually laced with both comedy and sarcasm, like I mentioned above. Sure, even if someone are not too fond of these traits, I have never really been able to hold them back. Sarcasm is my friend, it has gotten me though some pretty tough times. Now, this comes to something else: my mother. When I was around the age of eight, she lost her life. I was in such extreme pain after that time, though I just went on as if nothing had occurred. I have always done quite well at hiding my emotions. Though, if someone were to look directly at in my eyes during this time? They would be able to read every single one of my thoughts and that really scare me, letting someone become away of my feelings. Another way I have always seemed to deal with my pain? Through humorous acts. I love to pull pranks on people, whether it be something completely unharmful or actually meaning to inflict some minor harm. Whatever seems to work at the time, I just get a kick out of it."

"Now, activities? When I am not around serving someone, I have always enjoyed listening to music. Or, whatever music that we're possibly able to. There is this certain instrument: the guitar. It had been around for many years now and I was just lucky enough to get my hands upon one. I received one as a present far back during my childhood, a present from my mother, and I will always be grateful for this, even if she was a horrible mother. It was something that kept me preoccupied during most of my childhood and still seems to nowadays. I taught myself how to play, even though it was quite hard and took more than a few years, and am actually quite good. I have played for my "family" a few odd times, though I usually keep my music to either myself or what friends I actually have out there. I was always quite fond of physical activity, such as: running, swimming and other related to these. I have not been able to do this type of thing for quite awhile now though, considering that I am living back in the wizarding world, and have substituted Quidditch for it."

Background/Family History:
"Miss. Summer Oleander Rousiers, otherwise known as: moi, was born on a rather bleak and horrid evening, one that will never be forgotten by my dearest mother. Technically, yes, I was a hard one to give birth to or so I was told. After at least seventeen hours of excruciating pain, I was brought into this would, interestingly enough, along my twin sister, Karley. From the very beginning, I'm quite aware that my parents realized my life would be quite...out of the ordinary. You see, both my mother and father were pureblooded wizards. My father had reigned from a very small British wizarding town while, my mother, came from one in Ireland. The both of them had attended Hogwarts at the same exact time, becoming friends almost immediately, their romantic relationship not really beginning until their later school years. They seemed to be the perfect duo though: both coming from your typical pureblooded families, proud of what they were and discrimitory against anyone with "dirty blood." They were both sadistic, rude and just all-out horrible. Slytherins, of course, even though I have nothing against the house in general, they just seemed to fit there completely fine."

"They were married not very long after graduating from Hogwarts, my brother popping out my mum not too long afterwards, to say the least. I mean, seriously, they had already had two children by their fourth anniversary. And, it was barely surprising, when my sister and I had been born. This seemed to be the end of it for them though, already having the ideal amount of children, the perfect amount to push into the dark world of wizarding. From the very beginning, we were all exhibited to many of the horrible things going on in the wizarding world, this including Death Eaters. Yes, my parents were both loyal to Voldemort, more than loyal, to say the least. More than a few of the DE's little torture sessions were held in the basement of our home, our parents actually wanting us to watch this sort of thing. I was traumatized, my twin sister being the exact same way, even if my older brothers seemed to be a bit...drawn to this sort of thing, something that I was always sickened by."

"I was always considered the weak one, or thought to be. And Karley wasn't very far behind me. You see, we were both the type of children who would run around "carelessly" outdoors, picking flowers and making little pictures and such. We were both really sunny and sweet, sickening sweet, as our parents had explained to us more than a few times. It was obvious that they were trying to drive us into the ground, break us down into Voldemort fearing children, kids who were bound to follow in his footsteps during later years, if not right away. I would never have it though, and neither would Karley, this being one of the reasons why they were always so horrible towards us. At the beginning, most likely the time surrounding...well, we were probably seven or eight at this time, they begun verbally abusing us. They would take the littlest of things and convince us that they were oh so "horrible," trying to make us believe that the sickening ideals of life were positive, rather than negative. Like, once: they literally forced us to watch them murder someone, saying that they had deserved it, and that the feeling of someone's warm blood on their hands was the most fulfilling ever. Karley and I had been bawling by this time, huddled up together in a little ball back in the corner of our basement. It was on this very night that the physical abuse was added on to the emotional and verbal kind, my father dragging us up to our bedroom, beating us to...well, the both of us were in shock by the time that it had ended, bruised and bleeding. It only became worse from that point."

"When receiving our acceptance letters to Hogwarts, both Karley and I were ecstatic, seeing as we were going to get away from our parents for a good amount of time. And, seriously, after our seven years there? We could just move away from our home forever, get away from all of that. What we had both believed to be some sort of escape though only seemed to make things worse at home. I mean, it was amazing being at Hogwarts, they have always been so good to us. Well, most of the people, but it was the fact that both of us were sorted into Ravenclaw...well, it just set my parents off even more, even if some purebloods [like them] wouldn't consider this to be that horrible of a house to be in. When we returned from our first year, Karley and I were "welcomed" with the same verbal abuse from our mother, the physical coming from father. My God, he even held a knife to us once, it was horrible. Ever since then, we've just tried to avoid them as much as possible, staying with friends sometimes during the summer, it gets that horrible. We try to hide it from everyone but, when you return to school with bruises, even if they are hidden, it's hard for your roommates and such not to figure this out.

"It was around my the end of the last summer, before the start of my sixth year, that everything really seemed to come around and slap me in the face though: my father, who had rather sucessfully begun to break both Karley and I down with his abuse. I mean, sure, we weren't going to buckle down and become what...he was, no, that was never going to occur. He had discovered how to make the two of us break down in pain and, generally, tears more often. The real point of this though? He seemed to be coming short of subjects that would shock the two of us, seeing as most of his and my "mother's" antics were becoming far less shock inducing with time. It was sometime nearly the end of July that he really seemed to strike me though, and not in some physical sort of way either. We had been fighting, verbally, something that wasn't very usual between the two of us, let alone speaking at all. It was during this time that he blurted something out: I wasn't the daughter of dahling ol' Marcia and, the worst, Karley wasn't even my twin sister. It was such a mindboggling thing to hear, how could this be possible? He was willing to explain to me, something that shook me even more, seeing as he was being...civil for once, it was kind of scary, to say the least. Apparently: my mother, Monroe, or something to that extent, had run out on him not very long after my birth, actually: like the day of. That explained a lot of things, seeming as Karley and I were had never really very much alike in the first place. The reason for Karls and I being so close in age? During the start of his marriage with my...real mother, he had been having an affair with Marcia, producing Karley. Seeing as we were born around the same time, it just seemed ever-so lovely of an idea, making us believe that we were born on the same exact day. Psh, it still pisses me off though. And, I'm going to find my actual mother, if it's the last thing I do."

Father: Brynn Rousiers
Mother: Monroe Foxx [biological]; Marcia [Levernez] Rousiers [step-mother]
Siblings: Karley Rousiers [half-sister]

Pet: Nada.
Broom: Flying is...scary.
Wand: Ten and a quarter inches, Hawthorn, Crushed Pixie Wings.
Boggart: Her father.

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