Post by Felicia de la Ravin - R.I.P on Jun 30, 2006 11:16:38 GMT -5
Name (First and last): Felicia de la Ravin
Blood (Pure, Muggle-Born, Half-Blood...): Pure
Age (Eleven to Seventeen and so on.): 16
Year (Sixth, Seventh, so on.): 6th
Birthday: 13th April
Likes: Attention, and lots of it. She also likes to sing, enjoys going out, making out, and drama.
Dislikes: Being shunned, someone stealing her spotlight, her older brother Serphius, classes, snakes and being told what she can, and cannot do.
Hobbies: Felicia doesn't have any /real/ hobbies, so to speak, unless you count breaking hearts, and general nastiness.
Favorite Food: Turkish Delight
Least Favorite Food: Beef Jerky
Favorite Drink: Used to be champagne, until she tried Midori
Favorite Class: Astronomy
Least Favorite Class: History of Magic; how hideously boring!
Pet Name: Lace
Pet Race: Owl
Pet Age: 5
Pet Description: Lace is a large white owl, with black speckles, and large amber eyes that seem to watch everything. She's a fairly smart owl, and has a strong dislike of Serphius's cat, Vamplew.
Biography (Home, Background, Parents, etc.): Felicia was always the middle child. The second oldest, second youngest of the de la Ravin triplets, she was never the favourite, and never the runt. Desperate for the affection lavished on her brothers, she became an attention seeker, wanting to be looked at, wanting to be loved, and held in awe by anyone she could get her pale little hands on. Being an attractive young woman, she found it easy to get along with the opposite sex. Her eldest brother dubbed her with the...less than affectionate nick-name of 'Black Widow' thanks to her extra ciricular activities.
Felicia was never a popular girl among the female population, and the reason was painfully obvious to all.
Personality: Felicia, to put it mildly, is not a nice person. Not a nice person at all. Bitchy, sly, nasty, over powering and manipulative, she knows what she wants, and is ruthless enough to do anything to get it. She's happy enough in her self inflicted isolation, as she's well used to it now, being brought up in a large, and eerily empty old house, with no other little girls to play with. Just her, and her dolls...
Appearance: With little else to offer, Felicia typically uses her pretty face and willowy little body to get what she needs, and get out of trouble. At first glance, you'd think butter wouldn't melt in her mouth, with her curly long blonde tresses, and sweet pale blue eyes, the spitting image of her darling mother. You couldn't be further from the truth. But first impressions can be cruelly deceiving. You couldn't, and shouldn't trust this girl further than you could through her. Usually clad in dark classic or pale vintage clothes, she looks casually chic, innocent almost. The irony's enough to make you snort into the back of your hand.
Other: Felicia has an irrational phobia of snakes.
