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Part One- Personal
Name: Gloria
Character's Name: Ginny Weasley
Email: bnith@aim.com
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AGE:(Must be 18+) 23
Past Rpg Experience: None. I was hoping that wouldn’t be a problem. I’ve been a fic writer for a while now - mostly in obscure fandoms that are embarrassing but shall be provided if wanted. I’ve been wanting to try an RPG for a while now.
Where did you hear about our RPG? One of the LJ ad communities.
The following situations may or may not arise over the course of the game. You, as a player, are never required to participate in anything you do not wish, but the situations might arise around you. This is an adult game set in a fantasy world where there are definite bad-guys out there.
Having said that, please tell us you you feel about:
Het, slash and femmeslash: Bring it on.
NC-17 material: The more the merrier.
Violence: Please.
Part Two- Character Info
Character Name: Ginny Weasley (A longer version of this name exists, and others may even know about it. But she doesn’t acknowledge it.)
Age: 20
Birthday: 11 August 1981
Wand: 9 inches, birch and dragon heartstring (short but powerful, very apropos if you ask Gin)
House in School: Gryff all the way
Bloodline: Pureblood
Political View: She is absolutely pro-Order, pro-Harry, pro-werewolf. Everyone is equal, and she’ll elevate the low class and deflate the high class to make that happen.
Appearance
Height: 5’4 - the short variety of Weasley
Weight: 130
Build: She’s got some muscle on her, thanks to Quidditch and the DA and her busy life working two jobs. She puts on weight easily - genetic gift from her mother, and she could very easily get chubby if she isn’t careful.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Weasley red, worn long. She ties it back at work, likes it loose when she’s off-duty.
Dress style: Ginny is casual all the way. Growing up a poor girl among a bunch of poor boys left her sense of fashion seriously underdeveloped, which she’s perfectly happy about. There are much more important things in life than the brand of robe or the colours that are in this season. Sometimes she figures she ought to take Severus’s example and just buy everything in black.
Discerning Marks: Besides a body full of freckles and a few scars here and there from Quidditch, and war, and growing up with the brothers she grew up with, nothing serious.
PB: Karoline Herfurth
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though Ginny has at times believed she’s a gay man in a girl’s body. Not that she has a particular fetish for gay men, it’s just that the typical straight boys - the preening, shag-happy idiots who are so concerned with snogs and breasts and ridiculous things like that that they can’t hold a decent bloody conversation with a girl - really get on her nerves. She’s dated Michael Corner, and Dean for a bit (though she can admit now that was mostly for Harry’s benefit). Also Harry, though she likes to think she’s grown away from that now. It was very much a childhood crush, and she still thinks wistful thoughts about him, though she’s glad to have him as a mate.
Psychology
Introvert/Extrovert Extrovert. Had to be to hold her own at The Burrow.
Boggart is? Explain. PLEASE NOTE: A Boggart assumes the shape of a *creature* or physical object. This is not the same as a Dementor Effect - it cannot be something vague like 'loneliness' or 'sadness' or 'darkness'. It must have shape and form. Tom Riddle’s journal, only giant and open like a mouth ready to swallow her whole.
Patronus--can they produce one? What is it and why does it have that form? Again, please note, as per canon - a Patronus is a *creature* of some kind. We have been very flexibe as to allow fictional creatures to be Patronuses, but it cannot be an inanimate object. A Beater's Bat cannot be a Patronus. Ginny can make a falcon patronus. Falcons are a very free animal, very impatient and in need of stimulation, and she is always on the lookout for a challenge.
Personality
Include strengths, weaknesses, quirks, general outlook on life. Strengths: Ginny is incredibly brave, intelligent, blunt. She says what she thinks, and if someone is wrong she’ll call them on it, no matter who it is. She is motivated, loyal to the end, and she will always fight if there’s a battle around her. She’s got a wicked Weasley sense of humour.
Weaknesses: That sense of humour can be biting and harsh, and she doesn’t always know where the line is. That bravery of hers has holes in it - she fears being controlled the way she was when she was starting at Hogwarts. She doesn’t trust people in positions of power, inclined to not give them a chance. Her intelligence has a core of ADD to it - she snaps from one subject to the next, leaving a thousand projects half-finished while she rushes off to something new. Her tendency to fight, to prove herself as more than the girl in a family of boys, or the youngest in a group of fighters, makes her defensive, reckless. She fights especially when she doesn’t have to, which gets her into trouble more often than not. She has no idea how to leave well enough alone.
Quirks: Though Ginny is very much a tomboy, even growing into her adult years, she does have a fondness for certain ridiculously girly things. She adores a soak in a bubble bath, she’s embarrassingly fond of Celestina Warbuck and the rest of that flowery music her mum listened to all the time while she was growing up. She’s a wretched cook, a terrible housekeeper, and can be a bit of a slob.
General Outlook - Ginny is a very outgoing, fun, funny person. Like the twins that she takes after so much, she goes too far a lot of the time, but she’s basically optimistic and lighthearted. She has her days of brooding about the past, or growling about the state of the world. She could spit every time she sees those bloody collars the Ministry’s got her werewolves wearing. She works right in the midst of the problems - tending to the injured at St. Mungo’s, keeping close tabs on the pack of wolves she considers hers, and dealing with new wolves through her clinic. Every day there’s another trauma, another innocent person bewildered and lost and helpless. She burns for those people. But she’s very much able to maintain good cheer despite it all. She is stronger for her work, not weaker for it.
Family
Parents? Arthur and Molly Weasley
Siblings? Bill, Charlie, Percy, GredandForge, Ron
Family dynamics--do they get along? Opposite sides of the war? Accept their child's magical talent? Pressure for 'pure blood' marriage? The Weasleys are the Weasleys. They never had much in the world but each other, so they’re closer than most families. Ginny adores them all, really, though in different ways. Bill and Charlie she worshipped because she hardly knew them. They were grown when she was young, already out in the world doing brilliant things. Subject of family mythology more than brothers, though occasionally they would swoop in for a visit and seem larger than life to her. She’s more levelheaded about them now, but they’ll always hold a certain awe. Percy she has very mixed feelings about. She thought she lost him, first to the Ministry and his own arsehole, then to death. When she and her family rescued him from the hospital he was stuck at, Ginny resolved to try to get to know her brother a more than the Prat. It’s awkward, but she’s trying. The twins Ginny adored as role-models. She toddled after them as soon as she was old enough to walk, shrieking laughter at their jokes, listening to every word they spoke. She learned a hell of a lot that way, and it had a lot to do with the sense of humour she developed for herself. Ron she was closest to in age, but they were so close that he was almost boring to her. Always there, and so nothing unusual. She loves him well enough, of course, it’s just she never had time to admire him as a baby, because he was only a year older. She knows him much better than her other brothers, and so her fondness for him is much more based in reality.
Lifestyle
Occupation: Healer at St. Mungo’s, and that’s the only job you official administrative types need to know about. Besides, the clinic isn’t so much an occupation as a calling. Or so she believes when she’s being philosophical.
Residence: A flat above the WWW.
Financial Status: Her salary at St. Mungo’s isn’t bad, but she reinvests most of it into her clinic. But Ginny’s never had a lot, so she doesn’t really know what she’s missing. She doesn’t mind used furnishings and tattered clothes. She also gets a grand deal on rent.
History from student days at Hogwarts to the present time: include any affiliations since Hogwarts, jobs, family life, significant events in the character's recent history, how was this character affected by the war, how does your character feel about the present political climate?
She was the youngest of a houseful of children, but Ginny got off lucky - she was a girl. She escaped the battles Ron has to fight, the constantly comparing herself to older siblings. She’s never been judged on quite the same standards, thanks to her gender. She was the last kid her parents popped out, and she was rather indulgently treated by the boys in the family, along with her loving parents. Ginny was raised without much pain or difficulty, and she knew exactly who she was before she ever went off to school.
Well, that’s not necessarily true. She did have a few issues once she was out in the world, things growing up surrounded by family couldn’t have prepared her for. Like Harry. Pretty bloody Harry Potter with his brilliant scar and his glasses and his politeness. Ginny was sort of bowled over by him, and it took a while for that to fade. She also figured out once she got to Hogwarts that she was actually poor, from a poor family. It wasn’t something she had noticed before. Luckily she was centered enough not to care about the snide rich Slytherin girls and their giggles, or the endless exhausting talk about Witch Weekly and what colour shoes go with what handbag. She waved all that away, and was charming and fun enough that she wasn’t cast out for it. Most people got on with Ginny.
During her second year there are still large holes in her memory, times when someone else was piloting the ship.
What she remembers of Tom and the diary is jumbled, and more confused every year that passes. She knows she did some dark things, can even remember doing some of them. But she feels disconnected from the whole thing. Her strongest - and worst - memory from that time is being rescued by Harry. Harry, with the basilisk wound, dying because she got her stupid self brainwashed. Sometimes, especially in sleep, she hears the soft whispers of a strange, charming voice. But her second year only served to make her a stronger person. More resolved to stay informed, to battle instead of succumbing.
As she grew older she lost the haze of “love” that made Harry infallible to her, and from writing him horrible poetry she started talking back to him. Being honest and up front, especially when he was being a whinging, self-pitying git. Somehow that made him fancy her, and for a while she managed to get her hands on him. It was good, too. He was the rare person who became more a hero the more she got to know him. Still, he had that martyr act going strong, and he finally broke up with her over some ridiculous rubbish about Voldemort and the war.
His loss, she told herself rather vehemently. She wouldn’t be weakened by it, anyway. She had a war to fight. And her sixth year she did fight it, without her brother and Harry and Hermione. With only Neville to stand by her as they got the DA going, ducked the Death Eaters roaming the halls, withstood punishment and scorn. She was there for the last of it, the last battle. She stood her ground, even after Harry’s ‘death’.
Ginny had never been very set on what she wanted to do with her life. She thought Quidditch, maybe, though after the war the game seemed more insubstantial than ever. During the hols after the war, before she went back to Hogwarts for her seventh year, it wasn’t the fighting that stuck in her mind the most. It was the helping. Every time one of the DA came to the Room of Requirement with fresh wounds. Every time Pomfrey needed help in the hospital ward. Ginny looked into it her seventh year, and it became clear that as strong as she considered herself, she was more satisfied by healing than by fighting. So after Hogwarts she trained at St. Mungo’s.
As a trainee she found herself sent on tasks deemed too messy or too inconvenient for the full-time healers. Werewolves fell under that category. Ginny was sent in her training to camp after camp, and the work out in the fields, away from hospitals, with people who would rather suffer than go to St. Mungo’s, struck her deep. This was more than healing - more than ordering the right dosage of the right potion for some idiot wizard who splinched himself. This was medicine the way she’d always imagined it. Dirty and needed. She was called to Spinner’s End by Severus Snape, to help with Remus and his newly rescued pack, and it was like fate led her the last couple of years just so she would be in that place at that time. This, she knew stronger than she ever knew anything, was what she was meant to do. It was ugly medicine, calling on resourcefulness and research, ingenuity. After she helped one of the wolves, Juneau Connors, go from maimed to sighted, Ginny couldn’t help but think of all the similarly hurt wolves out there who didn’t know where to go for help.
The clinic was a hurried idea - built into the basement under the twins’ shop, supplied by secondhand equipment and whatever supplies she could borrow or steal or buy, she spends most of her time there. She has slept there more nights than she cares to admit - working full-time at Mungo’s and then working full-time at the clinic takes its toll on her. But she’s doing good things. Helping the helpless. Not for money - they can never pay, and she wouldn’t think to ask - and not for glory, since very few people know what she does. She helps them for a very simple reason - no one else will, and someone should. She’s not about to let Ministry policy or the Prophet’s fear-mongering influence her life.
How does he/she feel about the more infamous events and people in the world around him/her?
Harry Potter and his victory over Voldemort? Seven years too late, but well done. In a way she resents the whole thing, because she thinks her and Harry had a shot at a real future. Voldemort ruined that. It’s a selfish thought to hold on to, but she does.
Dumbledore and his murder by Severus Snape? When it happened she was aghast. She despised Snape for it. But she has learned the truth about the situation since, and Severus Snape is nothing like she thought he was. She is closer to him now than she ever was to Dumbledore.
Lucius Malfoy's pardon and book publication? Typical nonsense handed to the rich and powerful because of who they are. It makes her furious to see the red carpet treatment given to men who were obviously bad, obviously outlaw. It’s the money that buys it, and the money that makes werewolves suffer the way they do. It’s money that keeps the world evil.
Snape's pardon and appointment back to his old job at Hogwarts? Overdue, but she’s glad of it now that it’s come. Severus deserves a real life, and hopefully he can have it now that both his former masters are dead.
The Registry? Absolute buggery. Bollucks and rubbish and rot. Foul political bullshit dreamed up by bureaucratic cock-ups and put into place by power-mad government fascists.
Werewolf Remus Lupin's job at Hogwarts? McGonagall couldn’t pick better. He was the best teacher they ever had there. Except maybe Hagrid.
Bellatrix' capture, insanity defence, followed by her "cure" and release from St. Mungo's? See Lucius Malfoy. Ginny has come to understand that the only thing that matters as far as government and society are concerned is money and position. Who you know, and how much you can afford to send to buy a place in free society.
What plots would you like to pursue with this character? What short and long-term goals does the character have for his/her future? Ginny’s got endless work to do with the wolves. She’s been researching her arse off, trying to work on some of the theories Severus has about improving the Wolfsbane. Trying to get more wolves to trust her, and maybe from there trust some of the decent people she knows. It’ll be interesting to play around with her and Draco, to see if that one kiss is all there is to it, or if the heat between them could lead to more. She’s also going to have a bit of words with Harry over the drama he’s bringing on himself with Hermione and Ron. She’s still not afraid to tell him what she thinks.
Once you start playing the game and get a feel for your fellow players and characters, assuming the interaction is favourable, how long could you anticipate staying with this character and this game? What is your usual pattern of longevity in role-playing games? No usual pattern, I’m afraid. I’m a stubborn person, so I’d like to think I’d stick with Ginny for as long as the game lasts. Once she’s mine she’s mine, damn it. No one else gets to take her over and mess things up.
What is your usual pattern of availabilty and play-time for a character and game which you enjoy? Well, I’m online every day. During the day for three or four hours, then at night after work for another few hours. I’m not on in what I figure is prime 5-7 pm time, but I’m around otherwise often enough to make up for it. I hope.
Now that we've got a sense of your characterization, this is where you get to really showcase your writing style! Give us everything you've got! Remember--this sample must be a 'fresh' sample relevant to our game and the current setting.
Sample Journal Entry: Alright, I’ve tried to keep this private and between us, but obviously you can’t take a hint. So I’m saying it where the world can see it:
Draco Malfoy, I will NOT be your girlfriend, and no amount of begging and sobbing and sending me presents will convince me to change my mind. Also, next time you're molesting an innocent girl, mind the slobber. I might have drowned. Honestly.
[Private to Draco]
You want to be a snot to me because of some article I had nothing to do with? That’s what you get. Have fun.
[/Private]
So I’ve read in the paper - and yes, I know that prefacing anything with those words gives anything that follows an air of fiction - that the Ministry has taken to collaring people who were once aquainted with werewolves. Even if they knew them before they were werewolves. At first I was a bit angry. But after I repaired the wall and pried the shards of wood out of the ceiling and repaired the table that somehow exploded, I realised that this is actually a good thing.
Collar all of us, Minister. Collar people who speak the word ‘werewolf’. Or who look at the W section of the dictionary for too long. Or who own puppies. Collar people for every reason you can think of. And then, when every bloody person walking the streets is wearing a collar, it’ll be like nobody is at all. Idiots.
Sample Third Person Writing: It wasn’t until all the words on the page were coming to life, dancing a jig and singing some tuneless song that sounded like Weasley is our King, that Ginny finally realized she might be a bit too tired to finish the chapter.
Bloody boring book. That was the only trouble with researching these old potions. As formal and poncy as official texts were these days, it was a hundred times worse fifty years ago. Rigid and formal and full of ‘thees’ and ‘thous’ until she had to read a page ten times to follow the train of thought. How Severus filled his brain with this rubbish she had no idea - he’d built an entire career on these self-important, overinflated potions texts.
At least she understood why he was such a git. A few decades reading this and she’d be a limp-haired sour-puss herself.
With a sigh Ginny shut the book and sat back, driving the heels of her hands into her eyes. Sleep was a nuisance. There weren’t enough hours in a day as it was. Maybe once she discovered the secrets of Wolfsbane she would look into a cure for sleep.
She pushed to her feet, moving on heavy legs to the door. With a wave of her wand and a mutter she got the lights in the clinic turned out. It had been a slow night, at least.
Upstairs there were still lights coming from the back room of the shop. No one but the twins would be there so late, and she debated going back and saying hi - she couldn’t remember the last time she’d chatted with them, which was absurd given how close they lived and worked. Still, they’d only draw her into conversation, and that was the last thing she needed right then.
She moved to the stairs, but grinned suddenly and tightened her grip on her wand. “Nox,” she whispered, low but vehement, and the lights from the store room went out instantly.
She laughed quietly at the instant bumps and indignant voices.
“Good night, boys,” she called into the dark, innocent and sing-song.
After a moment their voices chorused back. “Good night, Ginevra.”
She rolled her eyes but moved up the stairs. She had another long day tomorrow, and as tempting as it was to get into it with the twins, she had more important things calling for her focus.
Name: Gloria
Character's Name: Ginny Weasley
Email: bnith@aim.com
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AGE:(Must be 18+) 23
Past Rpg Experience: None. I was hoping that wouldn’t be a problem. I’ve been a fic writer for a while now - mostly in obscure fandoms that are embarrassing but shall be provided if wanted. I’ve been wanting to try an RPG for a while now.
Where did you hear about our RPG? One of the LJ ad communities.
The following situations may or may not arise over the course of the game. You, as a player, are never required to participate in anything you do not wish, but the situations might arise around you. This is an adult game set in a fantasy world where there are definite bad-guys out there.
Having said that, please tell us you you feel about:
Het, slash and femmeslash: Bring it on.
NC-17 material: The more the merrier.
Violence: Please.
Part Two- Character Info
Character Name: Ginny Weasley (A longer version of this name exists, and others may even know about it. But she doesn’t acknowledge it.)
Age: 20
Birthday: 11 August 1981
Wand: 9 inches, birch and dragon heartstring (short but powerful, very apropos if you ask Gin)
House in School: Gryff all the way
Bloodline: Pureblood
Political View: She is absolutely pro-Order, pro-Harry, pro-werewolf. Everyone is equal, and she’ll elevate the low class and deflate the high class to make that happen.
Appearance
Height: 5’4 - the short variety of Weasley
Weight: 130
Build: She’s got some muscle on her, thanks to Quidditch and the DA and her busy life working two jobs. She puts on weight easily - genetic gift from her mother, and she could very easily get chubby if she isn’t careful.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Weasley red, worn long. She ties it back at work, likes it loose when she’s off-duty.
Dress style: Ginny is casual all the way. Growing up a poor girl among a bunch of poor boys left her sense of fashion seriously underdeveloped, which she’s perfectly happy about. There are much more important things in life than the brand of robe or the colours that are in this season. Sometimes she figures she ought to take Severus’s example and just buy everything in black.
Discerning Marks: Besides a body full of freckles and a few scars here and there from Quidditch, and war, and growing up with the brothers she grew up with, nothing serious.
PB: Karoline Herfurth
Sexuality: Heterosexual, though Ginny has at times believed she’s a gay man in a girl’s body. Not that she has a particular fetish for gay men, it’s just that the typical straight boys - the preening, shag-happy idiots who are so concerned with snogs and breasts and ridiculous things like that that they can’t hold a decent bloody conversation with a girl - really get on her nerves. She’s dated Michael Corner, and Dean for a bit (though she can admit now that was mostly for Harry’s benefit). Also Harry, though she likes to think she’s grown away from that now. It was very much a childhood crush, and she still thinks wistful thoughts about him, though she’s glad to have him as a mate.
Psychology
Introvert/Extrovert Extrovert. Had to be to hold her own at The Burrow.
Boggart is? Explain. PLEASE NOTE: A Boggart assumes the shape of a *creature* or physical object. This is not the same as a Dementor Effect - it cannot be something vague like 'loneliness' or 'sadness' or 'darkness'. It must have shape and form. Tom Riddle’s journal, only giant and open like a mouth ready to swallow her whole.
Patronus--can they produce one? What is it and why does it have that form? Again, please note, as per canon - a Patronus is a *creature* of some kind. We have been very flexibe as to allow fictional creatures to be Patronuses, but it cannot be an inanimate object. A Beater's Bat cannot be a Patronus. Ginny can make a falcon patronus. Falcons are a very free animal, very impatient and in need of stimulation, and she is always on the lookout for a challenge.
Personality
Include strengths, weaknesses, quirks, general outlook on life. Strengths: Ginny is incredibly brave, intelligent, blunt. She says what she thinks, and if someone is wrong she’ll call them on it, no matter who it is. She is motivated, loyal to the end, and she will always fight if there’s a battle around her. She’s got a wicked Weasley sense of humour.
Weaknesses: That sense of humour can be biting and harsh, and she doesn’t always know where the line is. That bravery of hers has holes in it - she fears being controlled the way she was when she was starting at Hogwarts. She doesn’t trust people in positions of power, inclined to not give them a chance. Her intelligence has a core of ADD to it - she snaps from one subject to the next, leaving a thousand projects half-finished while she rushes off to something new. Her tendency to fight, to prove herself as more than the girl in a family of boys, or the youngest in a group of fighters, makes her defensive, reckless. She fights especially when she doesn’t have to, which gets her into trouble more often than not. She has no idea how to leave well enough alone.
Quirks: Though Ginny is very much a tomboy, even growing into her adult years, she does have a fondness for certain ridiculously girly things. She adores a soak in a bubble bath, she’s embarrassingly fond of Celestina Warbuck and the rest of that flowery music her mum listened to all the time while she was growing up. She’s a wretched cook, a terrible housekeeper, and can be a bit of a slob.
General Outlook - Ginny is a very outgoing, fun, funny person. Like the twins that she takes after so much, she goes too far a lot of the time, but she’s basically optimistic and lighthearted. She has her days of brooding about the past, or growling about the state of the world. She could spit every time she sees those bloody collars the Ministry’s got her werewolves wearing. She works right in the midst of the problems - tending to the injured at St. Mungo’s, keeping close tabs on the pack of wolves she considers hers, and dealing with new wolves through her clinic. Every day there’s another trauma, another innocent person bewildered and lost and helpless. She burns for those people. But she’s very much able to maintain good cheer despite it all. She is stronger for her work, not weaker for it.
Family
Parents? Arthur and Molly Weasley
Siblings? Bill, Charlie, Percy, GredandForge, Ron
Family dynamics--do they get along? Opposite sides of the war? Accept their child's magical talent? Pressure for 'pure blood' marriage? The Weasleys are the Weasleys. They never had much in the world but each other, so they’re closer than most families. Ginny adores them all, really, though in different ways. Bill and Charlie she worshipped because she hardly knew them. They were grown when she was young, already out in the world doing brilliant things. Subject of family mythology more than brothers, though occasionally they would swoop in for a visit and seem larger than life to her. She’s more levelheaded about them now, but they’ll always hold a certain awe. Percy she has very mixed feelings about. She thought she lost him, first to the Ministry and his own arsehole, then to death. When she and her family rescued him from the hospital he was stuck at, Ginny resolved to try to get to know her brother a more than the Prat. It’s awkward, but she’s trying. The twins Ginny adored as role-models. She toddled after them as soon as she was old enough to walk, shrieking laughter at their jokes, listening to every word they spoke. She learned a hell of a lot that way, and it had a lot to do with the sense of humour she developed for herself. Ron she was closest to in age, but they were so close that he was almost boring to her. Always there, and so nothing unusual. She loves him well enough, of course, it’s just she never had time to admire him as a baby, because he was only a year older. She knows him much better than her other brothers, and so her fondness for him is much more based in reality.
Lifestyle
Occupation: Healer at St. Mungo’s, and that’s the only job you official administrative types need to know about. Besides, the clinic isn’t so much an occupation as a calling. Or so she believes when she’s being philosophical.
Residence: A flat above the WWW.
Financial Status: Her salary at St. Mungo’s isn’t bad, but she reinvests most of it into her clinic. But Ginny’s never had a lot, so she doesn’t really know what she’s missing. She doesn’t mind used furnishings and tattered clothes. She also gets a grand deal on rent.
History from student days at Hogwarts to the present time: include any affiliations since Hogwarts, jobs, family life, significant events in the character's recent history, how was this character affected by the war, how does your character feel about the present political climate?
She was the youngest of a houseful of children, but Ginny got off lucky - she was a girl. She escaped the battles Ron has to fight, the constantly comparing herself to older siblings. She’s never been judged on quite the same standards, thanks to her gender. She was the last kid her parents popped out, and she was rather indulgently treated by the boys in the family, along with her loving parents. Ginny was raised without much pain or difficulty, and she knew exactly who she was before she ever went off to school.
Well, that’s not necessarily true. She did have a few issues once she was out in the world, things growing up surrounded by family couldn’t have prepared her for. Like Harry. Pretty bloody Harry Potter with his brilliant scar and his glasses and his politeness. Ginny was sort of bowled over by him, and it took a while for that to fade. She also figured out once she got to Hogwarts that she was actually poor, from a poor family. It wasn’t something she had noticed before. Luckily she was centered enough not to care about the snide rich Slytherin girls and their giggles, or the endless exhausting talk about Witch Weekly and what colour shoes go with what handbag. She waved all that away, and was charming and fun enough that she wasn’t cast out for it. Most people got on with Ginny.
During her second year there are still large holes in her memory, times when someone else was piloting the ship.
What she remembers of Tom and the diary is jumbled, and more confused every year that passes. She knows she did some dark things, can even remember doing some of them. But she feels disconnected from the whole thing. Her strongest - and worst - memory from that time is being rescued by Harry. Harry, with the basilisk wound, dying because she got her stupid self brainwashed. Sometimes, especially in sleep, she hears the soft whispers of a strange, charming voice. But her second year only served to make her a stronger person. More resolved to stay informed, to battle instead of succumbing.
As she grew older she lost the haze of “love” that made Harry infallible to her, and from writing him horrible poetry she started talking back to him. Being honest and up front, especially when he was being a whinging, self-pitying git. Somehow that made him fancy her, and for a while she managed to get her hands on him. It was good, too. He was the rare person who became more a hero the more she got to know him. Still, he had that martyr act going strong, and he finally broke up with her over some ridiculous rubbish about Voldemort and the war.
His loss, she told herself rather vehemently. She wouldn’t be weakened by it, anyway. She had a war to fight. And her sixth year she did fight it, without her brother and Harry and Hermione. With only Neville to stand by her as they got the DA going, ducked the Death Eaters roaming the halls, withstood punishment and scorn. She was there for the last of it, the last battle. She stood her ground, even after Harry’s ‘death’.
Ginny had never been very set on what she wanted to do with her life. She thought Quidditch, maybe, though after the war the game seemed more insubstantial than ever. During the hols after the war, before she went back to Hogwarts for her seventh year, it wasn’t the fighting that stuck in her mind the most. It was the helping. Every time one of the DA came to the Room of Requirement with fresh wounds. Every time Pomfrey needed help in the hospital ward. Ginny looked into it her seventh year, and it became clear that as strong as she considered herself, she was more satisfied by healing than by fighting. So after Hogwarts she trained at St. Mungo’s.
As a trainee she found herself sent on tasks deemed too messy or too inconvenient for the full-time healers. Werewolves fell under that category. Ginny was sent in her training to camp after camp, and the work out in the fields, away from hospitals, with people who would rather suffer than go to St. Mungo’s, struck her deep. This was more than healing - more than ordering the right dosage of the right potion for some idiot wizard who splinched himself. This was medicine the way she’d always imagined it. Dirty and needed. She was called to Spinner’s End by Severus Snape, to help with Remus and his newly rescued pack, and it was like fate led her the last couple of years just so she would be in that place at that time. This, she knew stronger than she ever knew anything, was what she was meant to do. It was ugly medicine, calling on resourcefulness and research, ingenuity. After she helped one of the wolves, Juneau Connors, go from maimed to sighted, Ginny couldn’t help but think of all the similarly hurt wolves out there who didn’t know where to go for help.
The clinic was a hurried idea - built into the basement under the twins’ shop, supplied by secondhand equipment and whatever supplies she could borrow or steal or buy, she spends most of her time there. She has slept there more nights than she cares to admit - working full-time at Mungo’s and then working full-time at the clinic takes its toll on her. But she’s doing good things. Helping the helpless. Not for money - they can never pay, and she wouldn’t think to ask - and not for glory, since very few people know what she does. She helps them for a very simple reason - no one else will, and someone should. She’s not about to let Ministry policy or the Prophet’s fear-mongering influence her life.
How does he/she feel about the more infamous events and people in the world around him/her?
Harry Potter and his victory over Voldemort? Seven years too late, but well done. In a way she resents the whole thing, because she thinks her and Harry had a shot at a real future. Voldemort ruined that. It’s a selfish thought to hold on to, but she does.
Dumbledore and his murder by Severus Snape? When it happened she was aghast. She despised Snape for it. But she has learned the truth about the situation since, and Severus Snape is nothing like she thought he was. She is closer to him now than she ever was to Dumbledore.
Lucius Malfoy's pardon and book publication? Typical nonsense handed to the rich and powerful because of who they are. It makes her furious to see the red carpet treatment given to men who were obviously bad, obviously outlaw. It’s the money that buys it, and the money that makes werewolves suffer the way they do. It’s money that keeps the world evil.
Snape's pardon and appointment back to his old job at Hogwarts? Overdue, but she’s glad of it now that it’s come. Severus deserves a real life, and hopefully he can have it now that both his former masters are dead.
The Registry? Absolute buggery. Bollucks and rubbish and rot. Foul political bullshit dreamed up by bureaucratic cock-ups and put into place by power-mad government fascists.
Werewolf Remus Lupin's job at Hogwarts? McGonagall couldn’t pick better. He was the best teacher they ever had there. Except maybe Hagrid.
Bellatrix' capture, insanity defence, followed by her "cure" and release from St. Mungo's? See Lucius Malfoy. Ginny has come to understand that the only thing that matters as far as government and society are concerned is money and position. Who you know, and how much you can afford to send to buy a place in free society.
What plots would you like to pursue with this character? What short and long-term goals does the character have for his/her future? Ginny’s got endless work to do with the wolves. She’s been researching her arse off, trying to work on some of the theories Severus has about improving the Wolfsbane. Trying to get more wolves to trust her, and maybe from there trust some of the decent people she knows. It’ll be interesting to play around with her and Draco, to see if that one kiss is all there is to it, or if the heat between them could lead to more. She’s also going to have a bit of words with Harry over the drama he’s bringing on himself with Hermione and Ron. She’s still not afraid to tell him what she thinks.
Once you start playing the game and get a feel for your fellow players and characters, assuming the interaction is favourable, how long could you anticipate staying with this character and this game? What is your usual pattern of longevity in role-playing games? No usual pattern, I’m afraid. I’m a stubborn person, so I’d like to think I’d stick with Ginny for as long as the game lasts. Once she’s mine she’s mine, damn it. No one else gets to take her over and mess things up.
What is your usual pattern of availabilty and play-time for a character and game which you enjoy? Well, I’m online every day. During the day for three or four hours, then at night after work for another few hours. I’m not on in what I figure is prime 5-7 pm time, but I’m around otherwise often enough to make up for it. I hope.
Now that we've got a sense of your characterization, this is where you get to really showcase your writing style! Give us everything you've got! Remember--this sample must be a 'fresh' sample relevant to our game and the current setting.
Sample Journal Entry: Alright, I’ve tried to keep this private and between us, but obviously you can’t take a hint. So I’m saying it where the world can see it:
Draco Malfoy, I will NOT be your girlfriend, and no amount of begging and sobbing and sending me presents will convince me to change my mind. Also, next time you're molesting an innocent girl, mind the slobber. I might have drowned. Honestly.
[Private to Draco]
You want to be a snot to me because of some article I had nothing to do with? That’s what you get. Have fun.
[/Private]
So I’ve read in the paper - and yes, I know that prefacing anything with those words gives anything that follows an air of fiction - that the Ministry has taken to collaring people who were once aquainted with werewolves. Even if they knew them before they were werewolves. At first I was a bit angry. But after I repaired the wall and pried the shards of wood out of the ceiling and repaired the table that somehow exploded, I realised that this is actually a good thing.
Collar all of us, Minister. Collar people who speak the word ‘werewolf’. Or who look at the W section of the dictionary for too long. Or who own puppies. Collar people for every reason you can think of. And then, when every bloody person walking the streets is wearing a collar, it’ll be like nobody is at all. Idiots.
Sample Third Person Writing: It wasn’t until all the words on the page were coming to life, dancing a jig and singing some tuneless song that sounded like Weasley is our King, that Ginny finally realized she might be a bit too tired to finish the chapter.
Bloody boring book. That was the only trouble with researching these old potions. As formal and poncy as official texts were these days, it was a hundred times worse fifty years ago. Rigid and formal and full of ‘thees’ and ‘thous’ until she had to read a page ten times to follow the train of thought. How Severus filled his brain with this rubbish she had no idea - he’d built an entire career on these self-important, overinflated potions texts.
At least she understood why he was such a git. A few decades reading this and she’d be a limp-haired sour-puss herself.
With a sigh Ginny shut the book and sat back, driving the heels of her hands into her eyes. Sleep was a nuisance. There weren’t enough hours in a day as it was. Maybe once she discovered the secrets of Wolfsbane she would look into a cure for sleep.
She pushed to her feet, moving on heavy legs to the door. With a wave of her wand and a mutter she got the lights in the clinic turned out. It had been a slow night, at least.
Upstairs there were still lights coming from the back room of the shop. No one but the twins would be there so late, and she debated going back and saying hi - she couldn’t remember the last time she’d chatted with them, which was absurd given how close they lived and worked. Still, they’d only draw her into conversation, and that was the last thing she needed right then.
She moved to the stairs, but grinned suddenly and tightened her grip on her wand. “Nox,” she whispered, low but vehement, and the lights from the store room went out instantly.
She laughed quietly at the instant bumps and indignant voices.
“Good night, boys,” she called into the dark, innocent and sing-song.
After a moment their voices chorused back. “Good night, Ginevra.”
She rolled her eyes but moved up the stairs. She had another long day tomorrow, and as tempting as it was to get into it with the twins, she had more important things calling for her focus.