Post by Moaning Myrtle on Sept 3, 2007 21:22:34 GMT -5
((Sorry if I posted this in the wrong area, it was never really specific in the rules where I would put this >.< and I assumed i should use the student application, despite Myrtle being a ghost))
Name: Moaning Myrtle
Cannon Character: Yes
Other Accounts on the Site: nope
Age: not known, but it is known she was around fifty years before Harry and his crew...
Birthday: Myrtle never speaks of the day she was bron, only the day she died.
Blood line: Muggle born!
Sex:
Year: not known...but shall I guess anywhere between second through fourth year? Well, she's dead anyway...
House: AN ADMIN WILL SORT YOU BASED ON YOUR INFORMATION ...okay ;D
Standing: Once you get past the wailing and sobbing, Myrtle is pretty much neutral...she has no opinion really, everyone dies in the end.
Pet: no
Broom: she has no need for one, she can float
Personality: Myrtle is a very gloomy indivisual. She was very sensitive in life, and it only worsened in her after life. She spends alot of her time crying in the U-bend, thinking about death...
But Myrtle is not totally immune to any other emotion. She has a slight crush on Harry Potter and she has been known to comfort Draco Malfoy.
Family History: All that is really known of Myrtle's family is that they were Muggles. She was the very first to be a witch, and her family considered her a freak.
After her death, the other ghosts attempted to bring her into the ghostly family at Hogwarts. She did not reject them, nor has she accepted them. Myrtle prefers to be a loner, and so she will live out after life alone...unless Harry dies...then he can share her toilet.
Wand: she has none
Appearance: Myrtle has a natural silverish blue color, but that is only because she is a ghost. In life, her skin was very pale, with made her pigtailed black hair stand out. Her teary eyes are surrounded by thick, slightly fogged up glasses. She stood about average height and she was an average weight. Myrtle was never an attractive girl...
Picture:
Post Example: (This is REQUIRED. It must be a bit on the lengthy side, but not more than six paragraphs, please)
A wail pierced the silence of the girls bathroom. A couple girls shrieked, but otherwise everyone stood still. Moaning Myrtle burst out of the toilet she had been haunting, spraying some of the contents that were inside of it on the floor. "WHO FORGOT TO FLUSH!?" She demanded.
No one answered her, so Myrtle looked for he guiltiest face. She came across a first year Hufflepuff and Myrtle flew up to her. "Did you think it was funny," Myrtle said, her voice quivering, "to leave a mess in Moaning Myrtle's toilet?" She let out a moan and glided back.
"Yes! How funny! Let's all leave messes in Myrtle's toilets! It's not like it can get her dirty...she's DEAD!" Myrtle shrieked.
She zoomed over the sinks, turning on all of the faucets and she clogged each toilet and flushed them repeatedly, flooding the bathroom. "LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT!" Myrtle bellowed.
When all the girls evacuated the bathroom, Myrtle began to cry. "Why won't anybody keep me company?" She sobbed and she sat in the window, crying.
Pop Quiz: What does Rachael rule?
Answer: everything!
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will be as active as I can, and if I leave for a long period of time, I will let someone know. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above, and to follow both the rules of this board and proboards.
I, Moaning Mrytle agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.
Name: Moaning Myrtle
Cannon Character: Yes
Other Accounts on the Site: nope
Age: not known, but it is known she was around fifty years before Harry and his crew...
Birthday: Myrtle never speaks of the day she was bron, only the day she died.
Blood line: Muggle born!
Sex:
Year: not known...but shall I guess anywhere between second through fourth year? Well, she's dead anyway...
House: AN ADMIN WILL SORT YOU BASED ON YOUR INFORMATION ...okay ;D
Standing: Once you get past the wailing and sobbing, Myrtle is pretty much neutral...she has no opinion really, everyone dies in the end.
Pet: no
Broom: she has no need for one, she can float
Personality: Myrtle is a very gloomy indivisual. She was very sensitive in life, and it only worsened in her after life. She spends alot of her time crying in the U-bend, thinking about death...
But Myrtle is not totally immune to any other emotion. She has a slight crush on Harry Potter and she has been known to comfort Draco Malfoy.
Family History: All that is really known of Myrtle's family is that they were Muggles. She was the very first to be a witch, and her family considered her a freak.
After her death, the other ghosts attempted to bring her into the ghostly family at Hogwarts. She did not reject them, nor has she accepted them. Myrtle prefers to be a loner, and so she will live out after life alone...unless Harry dies...then he can share her toilet.
Wand: she has none
Appearance: Myrtle has a natural silverish blue color, but that is only because she is a ghost. In life, her skin was very pale, with made her pigtailed black hair stand out. Her teary eyes are surrounded by thick, slightly fogged up glasses. She stood about average height and she was an average weight. Myrtle was never an attractive girl...
Picture:
Post Example: (This is REQUIRED. It must be a bit on the lengthy side, but not more than six paragraphs, please)
A wail pierced the silence of the girls bathroom. A couple girls shrieked, but otherwise everyone stood still. Moaning Myrtle burst out of the toilet she had been haunting, spraying some of the contents that were inside of it on the floor. "WHO FORGOT TO FLUSH!?" She demanded.
No one answered her, so Myrtle looked for he guiltiest face. She came across a first year Hufflepuff and Myrtle flew up to her. "Did you think it was funny," Myrtle said, her voice quivering, "to leave a mess in Moaning Myrtle's toilet?" She let out a moan and glided back.
"Yes! How funny! Let's all leave messes in Myrtle's toilets! It's not like it can get her dirty...she's DEAD!" Myrtle shrieked.
She zoomed over the sinks, turning on all of the faucets and she clogged each toilet and flushed them repeatedly, flooding the bathroom. "LET'S SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT!" Myrtle bellowed.
When all the girls evacuated the bathroom, Myrtle began to cry. "Why won't anybody keep me company?" She sobbed and she sat in the window, crying.
Pop Quiz: What does Rachael rule?
Answer: everything!
(If you do not know what this is, maybe you should read the rules!)
I agree that I will follow the rules of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I will not disagree with what one of the staff members has told me to do. I will respect the other members of the site. I will be as active as I can, and if I leave for a long period of time, I will let someone know. If I do any of these things, I will accept what the staff decides.
By writing your Characters name here, you agree to all of the above, and to follow both the rules of this board and proboards.
I, Moaning Mrytle agree to all these terms, and will follow the rules.