Tonks-Lupin, Nymphadora

Tonks-Lupin, Nymphadora Jul 25, 2011 14:10:20 GMT

Post by NYMPHADORA TONKS-LUPIN on Jul 25, 2011 14:10:20 GMT

The Revolution Has Begun

"There's no need to call me sir Professor."

FULL NAME: Nymphadora Andromeda Tonks-Lupin
NICKNAMES: Dora, Tonks, Nim...anything but Nymphadora
AGE: 30
BIRTHDAY: 14th January
SEXUALIY: Straight
BLOODLINE: Half Blood
HOUSE: Gryfindor
YEAR: NA
JOB:Auror
SIDE:Order of the Pheonix
SPECIES/SPECIAL ABILITIES: metamorphamagus
CANON:Yes

"You don't know what I'm capable of, you don't know what I've done!"

GENERAL APPEARANCE: Tonks is rather tall for a young woman of her age and completely waif thin. She has not much of a shape, no real curves to speak of, no butt and certainly no breasts. Infact if she wasn’t exceptionally tall one would guess she had the body of a 10 year old boy. Not that she minds much, she knows how to dress to suit her figure and has her own sense of style. Tonks has the same bone structure as her father, normally that would be a bad thing except her father has exceptionally high cheekbones and a very fine bone structure, she does however have her mothers ear and eye shape and thankfully missed the trademark Black nose. She has heterochromia like her father one eye brown, the other blue. Her hair comes from her mothers side of the family, somewhere between a light gold blonde and bright gold blonde and hangs in natural waves around her face.

At least this is what she looks like if she’s knocked unconscious or the like, by and large Tonks is a metamorphamegas and as such likes to tinker with her appearance regualarly and changes her hair and eyes in the same way other people change their clothing, and it is rather easy to tell her mood from her appearance, during her teen years if she came down stairs with dark brown eyes and short black hair it was a clear sign to stay the heck away from her.

Her height is the only thing she doesn’t mess with, she finds the cconstant change in persepective nausea inducing and so tends to stay the one height unless there is a reason – i.e work that requires her to change it. That is not to say that she really likes her height, in fact she is a bit self conscious about her height, as such she tends to slouch as a way of disguising just how tall she is. It’s also the reason she is constantly wearing chucks or flat boots. Her style is a little odd as it’s a strange mix of magical and muggle she constantly wears skinny jeans, or a light skirt with heavy dragonhide boots. Her tops tend to be almost exclusively band shirts muggle and magical. She loves wearing vintage clothing and will spend hours trawling through charity shops looking for the right piece! Her favourite is an old leather bomber jacket and a dragon fang necklace.

She is reasonably handy with a sewing machine and so sometimes makes pieces for herself or altering some of more kitsch finds, something her mother hates! Her mother is determined to turn her into a proper lady. Tonks gives off a laid back air in her body language generally affects a slouch and a laid back body language most of the time, except that he hair and physical appearance sometimes betray her and change when she is concentrating on something else.. When she is concentrating excessively her tongue peeks out the side of her mouth, her eyes get all squinty, and a wrinkle appears above her nose.
MOST LIKED FEATURE: -well she rather likes her hair when it's pink
MOST HATED FEATURE: Her natural Blonde hair
HERITAGE: English, with some Spanish heritage
ETHNICITY: Caucasian

"The mind is not a book, to be opened at will and examined at leisure."

GENERAL PERSONALITY: The first time you meet Tonks the first thing that would strike you would be the fact that its hard to know whither what she is saying is in earnest of whether she is being sarcastic. Sometimes even she isn’t sure which she is being. She uses sarcasm as a defence mechanism to cover up her own insecurities and she does find herself apologising a lot for things she says without thinking.

Unfortunately she is very sarcastic, even when she does not mean to be. She can make anything sound derisive and often does. She can hold her tongue when she needs to but it really is not that often. This fact is compounded when it is coupled with Tonk’s quick wit, she has a ready mind and as such reaches conclusions often before others and unfortunately likes to let people know it.

She is however incredibly competitive and will sit up all night to finish a game of wizard chess or exploding snap, and will never concede her point in an argument to the point of being called belligerent. Tonks feels protected by her changeable appearance, she can be an extrovert when no one is looking at the real ‘her’, after all its easy to wear your heart on your sleeve when no one is looking in your eyes.

Gernally Tonks is a pretty mellow person and it takes a lot to piss her off. She will infuriate and frustrate anyone who tries to get a rise out of her by simply responding with something glib, until the point her belligerence kicks in or if they hit one of her buzz words, like blood purity, Albus Dumbledore, orchallenging the superiority of the Weird sisters…. She doesn’t really every get over excited by most things however and generally avoids mellow dramatic responses and can find it hard to connect with women (or indeed men) who are prone to such reactions.

Depsite her laid back, chilled attitude about most things and certainly despite what she tells them she loves her family, even her mother despite the fact she pisses her off with all her pushing and her insistence that Tonks settle down and become a proper lady. She has a puckish sense of humour and likes to tease her father when he loses stuff especially when ever she is the one who knows where the things are and in particular when she is the one that hide them.

Tonks is self conscious and one would hesitate to say shy, but she covers it all with bluster and sarcasm. She makes fun of her sister’s profession but she will never tell her how much she wishes she was more like her.

Tonks was a quintessential tomboy in childhood: an expert and intuitively talented in climbing trees, capturing frogs and generally getting into mischief Now she thoroughly committed to it. Her mother fought her every step of the way on it, trying to force her into dresses and propriety which she simply ripped while climbing trees. She loves her mother the way a daughter should but she finds her a lot of work, simply because her mother cant accept her for what she is. She keeps trying to change her and mould her into what she thinks a lady should be –and as Dora points out she can change just enough on her own thank you!

HOBBIES: + Quidditch, +playing the guitar, +Impressions, Sarcasm,
DISLIKES:
- Celestina Warbeck
- Folk music
- Jazz
- Firewhiskey
- Death eaters
-People who are neutral
- Care of Magical Creatures
- Self hatred
- Acceptance of things
- Liars

LIKES:
+ Cherrys
+ Her wand
+ Muggle romantic novels..ssh
+ The weird sisters
+ Muggle witch interpretations!
+ Her abilities
+ Very hot strong tea
+ Kids
+ fizzing wizzbees
FEARS: * People hating her for what she really looks like.
* Seeing one of her loved ones killed for being in this fight
* Seeing the Wizard world fall into darkness
SECRETS: * Pretty much no one has seen exactly what she really looks like without any alteration by her powers - the truth is she is very insecure about what she looks like.
*When she gets bummed out she crawls into bed with a duvet and watches muggle period dramas, if asked she will deny it as she rather likes her tomboy persona

"I enjoyed the meetings, too. It was like having friends."

GENERAL HISTORY: Ted Tonks and Andromeda Black met while at Hogwarts together, she was from a prominent pureblood family and he was muggle born, in the beggingin their relationship was a secret from her family and friends for fear of reprisals but when Ted asked Andromeda for her hand in marriage and she accepted, secrecy was no longer an option. The reaction of her staunchly pureblood family was exactly as they had expected. Dromeda was told to choose between Teddy and her family, she chose Ted. The couple were married in a quiet ceremony, attended by only a few of their Hogwarts friends and Ted’s family a few weeks later, and at almost the same moment Andromeda Black was blasted from the family tree by the vengeful wand of her mother.

This estrangement was distressing for Andromeda who was not used to not having a large support network in the magical world but her concern was short lived as she and Ted started their own family, with their one and only child born 9 months later. The child was a pale, chubby bundle of joy, with a shock of white blonde hair above heterochromic eyes like her father’s, and they joked and laughed at their daughters strange appearance.

However, a few months later when Andromeda Tonks came in to her daughters room to feed her she discovered a strange baby laying in the crib, with bright blue eyes and dark brown hair, initially believing her daughter had been stolen and replaced she screamed the house down and immediately summoned Ministry officials to discern where her child had gone.

After much confusion and many cups of tea, the advisors from the ministry and from St Mungo’s were able to pacify the parents that this baby was their child and that she was a metamorphamagis and her mother was only content when the infant began to cry in the arms of official who held her, reaching out for her mother and her eyes reverting to the ones that were familiar to Andromeda and Teddy. After that point, and indeed until she could speak she was forced to wear a small silver bracelet on her wrist to identify to her parents to avoid any such confusion in the future.

As a child she was a wild little creature running a mock in Little Whinging, and changing her appearance almost every day which made her rather difficult to explain to the muggle residents who saw her scampering about with pink hair one day and blue the next. At the age of 12, as expected she received her letter to Hogwarts, just like her parents, and was duly sorted into Gryffindor, which was strange given that neither of her parents had been members of that house.

In school she excelled at transfiguration, for obvious reasons and Defence against the dark arts, receiving excellent OWL and NEWT results in both, she took Care of Magical Creatures to OWL but proved pretty inept at it, and took Potions and Charms to NEWT level, and attained well in them, enough at least to get her into Auror training at the ministry, where she worked under Mad Eye Moody, until his retirement.

Now as a fully trained Auror she finds that she has come out just in time for one of the biggest fights in their worlds History, being close to Albus Dumbledore in school meant that she eagerly joined the order of Pheonix when he told her of the organisation, and has thrown herself into the fight, her ability as a metamorph coming in very handy – although she is nowhere near as effect an occle and legalmens as she wishes she was in order to be truly effective.

She threw herself into the work of the order, by day spending her time as the official auror, toeing the line like all the others, but by night she was ‘freelancing’ for the order. It was through it that she met Remus Lupin, a man she was smitten with quickly precisely because he was opposite of everything she had been attracted too before she met him – although it did take her quiet a while to talk him out of his fears regarding his condition.

FAMILY:

"Make way for the heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through..."

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Lily woke that morning with a start, her large green eyes popping open and immediately her face broke into a smile as she realised why she was awake so early on a seemingly ordinary summer morning. Today was her birthday and today she would be 15 years old. To say that she was excited was an understatement, it had taken her a long time to get to sleep the night before in anticipation of what today would hold. Her cousins and friends from school were all coming to the Nook around lunch time for a small party that her mother and grandmother molly had planned.

She had risen and dressed rather quickly in a pair of leggings, smock dress and pulling on her battered black converse she rocketed down the stairs taking them two at a time and making no small amount of noise as her feet clattered on the wooden steps that led down to the lower floors of the house. Her mother and grand mother were in the oak panelled kitchen and she accepted a hug and a morning kiss from both, returning them affectionaly. Her grandmother immediately tried to force several sausages on her and she accepted one of them to keep her grandmother happy before retreating from the klitchen to the living room to munch on them and watch some muggle TV which her father had had installed at the children’s instance – well Lily’s insistence.

It was a fine sunny morning, the perfect sort of weather for anything outside and judging by the She had spent most of the morning sprawled out there, until her father appeared in the fireplace in the living room. She leapt up to give him a hug and he kissed the top of her head. He had had to go to work that morning, leaving before she was awake and had only been able to return to the house during his lunch break to wish his daughter a happy birthday and to be there when she was given her birthday gift from her parents. Harry nodded to Ginny who disappeared for a moment into the utility room and appeared a moment later with a brass cage, the creature inside was a grey owl, it’s broad face covered in small circles of pale feathers. It’s jewel bright eyes taking in the room and whooting softly.

‘For me?!’ she squealed in delight, and her parents gave a small laugh and nodded, Lily had had a mini pink puffskein that her uncle had gotten for her when she started at Hogwarts, but it had died a few months before and she had been somewhat heart broken when the little creature had died. She had been saving for a few weeks in the hopes of buying another of them before she went back to school but her parent’s gift had made her jaw drop. She hurried over to coo over the creature that looked bemused and slightly cantankerous. ‘I think Ill call him Archamedies!’ she said and the bird ruffeled its feathers and setteled itself more comfortably on it’s perch, apparently pleased with it’s naming.

Her father had had to dash off to the office again very quickly with a last quick kiss to his wife and daughter, calling his farewell up the stairs to the boys who had yet to surface for the day. When he had gone Lily had taken her new owl out to the small shed that housed the family owls, several sets of eyes followed Lily as she entered, curious about the new addition to the group. She opened the cage and Archamedies lazily clawed its way out of the cage, to stand on her arm for a moment. ‘So do yout think we can get along? ’ she asked the owl casually giving it a scratch on the top of it’s head and it closed it’s eyes lazily and giving a contented hoot before taking flight to settle between two of the other owls and closing his eyes for a sleep.

She smiled and headed back into the house where her mother informed her that the guests had started arriving, including Sarah Hale, one of her friends from school, a strange young hufflepuff who was never seen anywhere without her cat. Lily heard the voices of the others coming from the front yard and she headed in the direction. As she opened the front door, a large brown cat streaked into the house – Sarah’s erstwhile pet and she reached down to give the creature a pet, speaking to it. ‘So..where is Miss Sarah?’ she asked and the cat purred arching its back into her hand.

As Lily’s hand swept over the smooth fur, a strange flushing heat swept up from her hand into her arm and didn’t stop there, infusing her whole body with a curious heat that made her vision swim. For a horrid moment Lily thought she was fainting as her vision seemed to fall and she thought she was collapsing but she never blacked out, instead she quickly found herself eye level with cat which was staring at her warily, it’s fur on end.

Lily opened her mouth to speak but only a high pitched mewing came out and panic coursed through her. She turned expecting to see her mother still in the house but she seemed to have gone outside, so Lily streaked out the open door, but stopped short when she caught sight of herself in a pane of glass. Instead of a short pale red head, a ginger cat with green eyes looked back at her. She still couldn’t see her mother anywhere in the garden but she did see Albus sitting nor far away and she streaked for him, leaping from the tiled garden path onto his lap. Lily needed desperately to her his attention, to make him understand what was going on, and if he understood to then explain it to her! ‘Albus! Look at the state of me!? Something’s wrong!’ she tried to say but all that came out was a loud screeching yeols and mews. She sat resolutely on his lip, her new ginger tail twitching tensely and the large green eyes, their black slitted iris fixed on him.

"Reading between the lines, I’d say she thinks you’re a bit conceited, mate."

NAME: JE
AGE: 23
GENDER: femme
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: 8+
LOCATION: Ireland
HOW DID YOU FIND US: RPGD

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