LESTRANGE, katniss grace

[katniss]

WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES I SEE YOU
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KATNISS GRACE LESTRANGE !
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IN MY DREAMS YOU WILL BE NEAR[/center][/b][/color]

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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
IN THE CENTER OF MY HEART
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Katniss, unlike much of the rest of her family, is the kind of girl that cares too much for other people and not enough for herself. She can't stand to see anything hurt on her watch; with her overactive empathetic nature, it hurts her almost as much. She is gentle and kind, maybe too kind, too trusting. She would help out anyone without a second thought, no matter what kind of help was needed. Katniss always wants to be everywhere at every time, always wanting to be where the action was. She's surprisingly action-addicted, always doing thins that others might deem 'dangerous.' A lot of times she does those things to protect other people, can't really get anywhere by being a wimp now, could you?

Naive would be a good word to describe her--naive and young. At sixteen, she hasn't really seen enough of the world to form an opinion of anything, or really know that the world is a hard and cruel place. Everything fascinates her, from plants to jewelry, from rocks to the stars. She's most likely to be seen in the forest, sitting and staring at some inanimate object for hours on end. Katniss likes to know how everything works, how people work. She loves colors and bright things, loves to paint and make art and blend colors and textures. She likes to sit and observe, but more than that, she likes noise.

Katniss tends to be a bit introverted, a little bit afraid to show the world that she does, in fact, have a heart. She is a bit of a loner, a little bit afraid to get close to people--she doesn't want to feel as though she owes people something, since she is the kind of person who would stick by her promises and never let anything break it. She was taught at an early age that emotions were weakness, that if she showed any sort of love or affection, people would be able to take advantage of her. She learned to keep her gentle side hidden, mainly by not talking to anyone. She has a kind of I'm-better-than-you aura that tends to put anyone off talking to her.

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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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OVERALL DESCRIPTION: Katniss is medium-height, though rather skinny. She's not muscular at all, more long and lanky. Katniss' skin is milky white and smooth, without a blemish. Her eyebrows and lashes are a light brown, almost golden color. Katniss keeps her nails bitten to the nub; she detests long fingernails. Katniss' hair could be seen as a distinguishing feature, as it ranges in color from copper to dark brown, to golden to even with a a little reddish tint. Often times it is an almost blackish brown, very dark. It reaches a little past her shoulders and seems browner in the sun. It frames her heart-shaped face perfectly, and covers her slightly over large ears. She usually keeps it down, not bothering with putting it up or fussing around with straighteners or anything like that, so it's always it natural wave. Her eyes are a strange color, a light, sky blue.. They shift in shades of lighter blue and darker blue depending on what light she's in and what she is wearing. 'Style' is not really a word frequently associated with Katniss, as she doesn't exactly have one. Style, to her, is for girls who care way too much about how they appear to world and less about how they feel about themselves. She wears, basically, anything she can find lying around on the floor, clean or not. She own approximately three dresses, as she prefers to wear mainly jeans. Skirts and blouses are not normal attire for Katniss, who feels much more comfortable pretty covered up. Shorts and capris are also negatives unless the weather calls for it and her normal jeans and t-shirt just aren't happening.

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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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Katniss was born the youngest child to two prominent Death Eaters, which may or may not have been a blessing in disguise. Bellatrix was more or less much more interested in her oldest son, Regulus, than the daughters that had some after. Katniss was pretty much ignored, left to her own devices, and unacknowledged as much as she could be, being a squalling baby. When her older brother was sent to Hogwarts, well, then everything changed. Bellatrix turned her attention to the younger girls, beginning to assess their talents and turn them into, well, a smaller version of herself. She started with the twins, again leaving Katniss in the background to fend for herself.

Katniss never showed much of an aptitude for magic. There was a time in her life where she was terrified of being a squib, since being from a largely well-known Death Eater family, what bigger disgrace was there than producing a squib for a daughter? Thankfully there is a god in this world, as Katniss soon began showing signs of magic. Weak signs, very weak, but they were there. Her mother was not gentle in her teachings, not one bit. She hated the days Bellatrix chose to teach them some new bit of information, and after a while, learned to fear her mother greatly.

She was extremely excited when she was sent to Hogwarts, if only to get away from her mother. Katniss is fully convinced that the Sorting Hat was on some sort of illicit drug material, as she believes she is truly not Slytherin material. But as it is, she was sorted into the house of the snakes. She slid by in classes, not making many friends, but not making any enemies either. She was just kind of There, neither hated nor liked, but a wallflower no one paid much attention to. Staying under the radar was a bit of a talent of hers.

Throughout her first and second years she never made many friends--well, to be more exact, she made a total of zero friends. Sure, she had a couple of casual acquaintances, but 'friend' was not a word she liked to simply throw around, with no weight behind it. She was not the type to join clubs or anything along those lines, but did often hang out on the fringes of the Forbidden Forest, playing music to the birds on a small flute she'd found on sale in Diagon Alley. Her least favorite class quickly turned out to be Charms and Transfiguration, both of which exposed her somewhat lacking ability with a wand. Potions was better, but only marginally, and it wasn't until her third year when she discovered something she truly enjoyed--Care of Magical Creatures. It allowed her to be outside in the sunshine, learning to care for and just learn about the fascinating creatures. She had fleeting thoughts about possibly working as something to do with Care of Magical Creatures after she graduated from Hogwarts, but most of her goals are fleeting and don't last very long.

When her mother died, or was murdered--she was ecstatic. As bad as it sounds, she felt free of her mother, she was the happiest person at the moment. She didn't give much thought to what would happen after her mother's death, no, that was something she never thought of. She was a here-and-now person, not one who dwelled on the past or projected into the future. She wasn't very surprised to see her brother take charge, and truthfully, she didn't expect to see much of a difference. She was never very close to her brother; there was not much affection between the two.

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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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from a PJO site

Hey moon, please forget to fall down, hey moon, don't you go down

Katniss played the song on her reed pipes, watching the skies for a wisp of cloud, something to cover the sun beating down on the fields. It was merciless today; reaching up into the high nineties. Katniss wasn't one for heat; she preferred the seventies--yeah, that was a nice weather day. When it was bright and sunny, with a nice cool breeze blowing through the forest from the west, the north, didn't matter, as long as there was some sort of breeze to blow away the stale, stagnant air and give life to the fields. She set her pipes down and sat on a nearby bench, squinting in the harsh sunlight as she watched over her beloved fields. She really did love watching plants grow, helping them grow, playing her music and watch them rustle and move, watch them become greener and taller and healthier. It really gave her a sense of purpose, like her life was meant to be used for good, rather than just looking.

There were no more Seekers now. No more searching for the great god Pan, simply because he did not exist anymore. He resided in Grover, in Percy, in the travelers who had discovered where he had been hidden all those years. She never really had enough patience to be a Searcher; well, that and the simple fact that she was afraid. She wasn't determined enough to go out and get herself killed or anything, and secretly thought anyone who wanted to do that was crazy. Or even just a little, well, wrong in the head. What kind of person would give up their entire life for a quest that would turn up nothing? And what about the other Searchers, had they learned of Pan's death, had they learned there was nothing left for them to search for? Or would they stay out there forever, alone, afraid, on an impossible journey to find something that no longer existed. It was depressing.

Katniss ran a hand through her brown hair, fingers lingering on the small horns that weren't quite visible through her hair. She remembered when they were nothing but little stubby points she couldn't really feel, kinda like the goats her parents used to herd. She felt a little strange, knowing that she was part goat, maybe even a little unhappy about it. Her furry goat legs that ended in hoofs, the horns sticking out the top of her head. The only good part was her affinity with nature, and even that got kind of weird sometimes. But cool. Katniss really lived for what was cool, what was interesting. And she was, in the loosest term, interesting. How many other people had horns and furry hindquarters? How many other people could sing to plants and make them grow, can scent monsters a couple miles away, can run almost fast enough to catch up to nymphs? Not many, that was for sure.

She pulled a comb out of her pocket and bushed it through her silky brown hair, thinking about nothing, really. It was as though her brain had flat-lined, become nothing more than the good feeling of a comb through her hair and the wind in her fur, the sun warming her shoulders. Katniss wondered idly why Satyr's didn't get fleas, cause really, they were animals, weren't they? At least part animals. So some animalistic characteristics thrown in would be normal, wouldn't it? But she wasn't complaining, really, cause thank the gods they didn't get fleas. She saw them on their goats, on the cats and dogs that sometimes roamed around the camp. And man, did that look like something no one would ever want to live. Kind of like lice. But everyone. She shivered at the thought; bugs were one thing she had no love for. None at all.

[.MATHEW ETHAN GREENGRASS !]

PENDING

Since the “WIP” is gone I’m going to take is done.

First of all looking at it, I like what you did with her. Everything seems to be there, but you’re missing the “erased” category. Even if you don’t know yet, just put graduating from Hogwarts or something simple. As for her history I like it, but there is something you have to fix.

The twins are a boy and girl and not two girls. Other than that(and I’m going to wait for at least another of the staff agrees or disagrees on this) can you maybe add a bit more history. I like the bits about her childhood, only one of Bella’s children are taken so I like that you didn’t enlarge their relationship to avoid confusing if they are taken in the future. But her school years seem a bit skipped.

She’s already a 6th year so I’m sure a lot has happened since her first year. How did she did in her classes? Her relationships with the other students? Slytherin? The fact that the Lestranges are children of Bellatrix is pretty unknown in Hogwarts for safety reasons and all that. So unless she informed others or they know Bellatrix they wouldn’t know that. You know, did she joined any clubs? Does she hate any classes?

Also you mentioned her feelings on Bellatrix death. But now her oldest brother is in charge, does she share any type of feelings toward this? Again this are all ideas and you don’t have to follow them. But I really like her dislike and likes and I would like to see them show up a bit on her history. You mention she likes nature, so she’d probably enjoys Care of Magical Creatures. Does she enjoy her stay in Hogwarts? Does she has any plans for the future after she finishes. Maybe you can mention things like that, you don’t have to write a lot just tell us a bit more about her and her history.

Also one last little detail, for important relatives. With Bella gone, only Cissa is left of the Blacks. So it would probably make more sense if her cousins(Lestranges) or at a more distant point(The Malfoys). Unless you mean the Blacks as in their history and all that.

Also the application isn't pending for all those points, but you have to fix the desire and sibling parts.

(If any of the other staff have other points they are welcomed to comment)

[katniss]

fixed? (:

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.ACCEPTED !

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