Ophelia Nightingale Lior

[Ophelia Nightingale Lior]

Ophelia Nightingale Lior

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COME INTO MY WORLD

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FULL NAME:

NICKNAMES:

AGE:

BIRTH DATE:

BLOOD TYPE:

SEXUALITY:

HOUSE & YEAR:

OCCUPATION:

WAND TYPE:

IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING

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PATRONUS:

DEMENTOR:

MIRROR OF ERISED:

BOGGART:

AMORTENTIA:

BEST TRAITS:

WORST TRAITS:

PERSONALITY:

FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL

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NATIONALITY:

HOME TOWN:

FINANCIAL STATUS:

PARENTS:

SIBLINGS:

FAMILIAR:

OTHERS:

HISTORY:

SEE WHO I AM

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ALIAS:

RP EXPERIENCE:

OTHER CHARACTERS:

MEMBER TITLE:

HOW DID YOU FIND US?:

SAMPLE POST:

Lights pointed in Ophelia’s direction on stage. The dancers move gracefully behind, following each step with the tempo as she plays her violin rapidly with each note. There were no seats, just a dance floor made of red velvet. The audience hums and dances along to the rhythm with smiles on their faces and that with hers.

Ophelia felt the eminence of everyone relishing in the music she was playing with those petty hands of hers. She moved on her tiptoes, waltzing slowly with her violin like it was all built for perfection. She felt as if nothing could possibly distort this.

“Psssttt! Hey Ophelia!” a classmate nudged her whispering awfully loud. Her illusion became injured as she sat there with an annoyed, yet blank expression on her pale feature.

“Miss Lior, the answer please?” said the professor. Ophelia sighed thunderously “I don’t know professor…” The professor looked disappointed, “5 points from Slytherin.” while many grunts and large sighs are heard along with “Ahhh Ophelia!” and some chuckles from the Gryffindors.

She didn’t care about some silly house points, she just wished to indulged in her daydream for a bit more.

THE WORLD IS IN OUR HANDS

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