Post by Aislin MacKinnon on Mar 16, 2009 16:31:45 GMT -5
Name: Aislin Velpecula MacKinnon
Age: 12 (Born December 22, 12:03 AM) 1st Year [Capricorn]
Sex: Female
Nationality: Scottish
Speech: English
Blood: Pureblood
Father: Martin MacKinnon, though Aislin is unaware of her father's identity (so far).
Mother: Fiona MacKinnon.
Siblings: Kieran MacKinnon, Aislin's twin brother, born just five minutes before her.
Other Family: Helen and Colin MacKinnon, her aunt and cousin, who live with them at Brookwood. Colin graduated years ago and now works as an Auror in the Ministry.
Family Interactions: Aislin's mother is obsessed with her work, and only notices her children when they are forcibly brought to her attention. Aislin is perfectly satisfied with this arrangement, and sneers at her brother’s vain attempts to gain their mother’s favor. She has warm feelings for Helen, who mothers her, is incredibly proud of her brave cousin Colin, and fiercely loyal to her brother.
Kieran and Aislin are polar opposites, in personality as well as looks, yet one could not live without the other. Since birth they have finished each others sentences and felt each others pain. Their connection has only grown stronger with time.
Aislin is fascinated with the history of her family, and spends hours in her mother’s private library, pouring over diaries from MacKinnons' decades dead. If her mother paid attention to her daughter’s interests, she might fear what secrets the young girl would uncover.
Height/Weight: 4'7", 80lbs
Hair: Brown, curly.
Eyes: Green
Skin Color: Pale
Clothing style: Neat and professional.
Accessories: Pierced ears, silver and opal ring.
Other: Perfect posture, low voice.
Paragraph Format: Aislin is small and slender for her age, having inherited her mother’s diminutive build. Her hair is coffee brown and thickly curled (another inheritance from Fiona). She usually wears it free and unadorned (though she will wrap it into a braid when she’s working). Aislin has been blessed with her father’s dark green eyes and full lashes. She is nearsighted, and wears rectangular glasses. She has her mother’s porcelain skin, and her tendency to burn like a lobster in the sun.
Aislin prefers to dress smartly, and her school uniforms are always immaculate and perfectly pressed. When outside school, she favors pencil skirts, blouses, and ballet flats (she considers herself too young for heels). She absolutely never wears jeans and doesn’t even own a pair of trainers. She stays clear of bright colors, and rarely wears white. Her only accessories are the white gold studs in her ears, and a delicate silver ring adorned with a small white opal that she wears on her right ring finger. Her Aunt Helen gave it to her the Christmas she turned eleven.
Aislin is careful of her posture and always carries herself well, she does not gesticulate wildly when she speaks as her brother tends to do, and her movements always seem carefully premeditated. She almost never raises her voice, and speaks only when she has something important to say.
Personality: Aislin is resourceful, practical, and clever, with a rather wry sense of humor that most people find disturbing. She is aloof, most consider her rather snotty, though the truth is she’s usually too involved with research to notice the people around her. She goes above and beyond with her studies and homework is an all-consuming passion. She sets high-standards for herself and works her skinny butt off to maintain them. She is confident, and strong willed, and craves discipline and order.
Aislin is rational, logical, and clearheaded. An excellent debater, she has brought several older students to their knees with ruthless skill. Highly organized, she doesn’t begin a single project without a carefully mapped out plan. She even sorts her socks! She has been known to terrorize house elves because they folded her robes the wrong way, or accidentally left a single wrinkle in her blouses.
Aislin detests rain, wind, and dirt, and is rarely seen wandering outside the castle. She has no intention of ever going to a Quidditch game, and the very thought of flying makes her queasy. She does not understand the appeal, and the words "Quaffle" and "Sloth Grip Roll" make about as much sense to her as Russian. She adores the smell of old parchment and ink, and (when not in class) practically lives in the library.
She has tried to make friends with her classmates, but finds more in common with the older students and her professors. She longs to sit with her older Housemates at meals and in the common room, but lacks the social skills needed to join them. Unfortunately, she does cannot abide the perceived silliness of the students her own age, and so, she spends much of her time alone with her books or her brother.
History: Aislin was born in Durmstrang, where her mother taught Potions. Fiona returned to her home in Scotland with her children when they were barely one year old, and left them in the care of her aunt, Helen, while she returned to Hogwarts as Potions Mistress (a position she only kept for a year). Helen was happy to take the twins, as it was the year Colin went off to Hogwarts, and the babies would help ease some of her loneliness.
Aislin was given every luxury, and free reign on the Brookwood estates. She and her brother spent wonderful summer days playing in the river that wound through the woods surrounding the property, or chasing the peacocks that called Brookwood’s perfectly tended lawns home. They gave their mother’s pet Kneazle endless hours of grief, and pulled her Osprey's tail feathers to make quills, which earned them a ban from her study. Despite Fiona's callous treatment, the twins were petted and coddled by Helen, Frank (the old groundskeeper), Colin, and any of their mother’s endless stream of visitors.
Aislin taught herself to read at age four, and, with a little help from Colin, discovered Brookwood’s massive library. The wondrous presence of so many books only fed Aislin’s already voracious appetite for information. She soon made a regular home for herself in a sunny corner of the library consisting of a sheepskin rug (stolen from her mother’s private study), an oil lamp, various pillows, and a fortress wall made of stacks of books. This became her sanctuary, a safe haven from the trials and sorrows that accompany the lives of children, and a place of true joy, where history and legend come alive and fly off the page to dance before the enchanted eyes of a little girl.
Her first show of magical ability came on a rainy Thursday in Spring. After searching for a book all morning, she found it living on the topmost shelf in the library, to be reached only by a rickety ladder. Terrified to climb so high, but determined to have the book at any cost, she reached for the ladder... and found the book in her hand. Thrilled, she ran to find her brother, and Colin took them both to Diagon Alley to celebrate. Aislin looks back at that day as the best in her life, for it was the first time she was truly far away from the oppressive negligence of her mother.
Young Aislin met her nemesis at the annual Brookwood Christmas Ball, a time she usually looked forward to immensely. Helen always made candy cane cookies for her and brought them to the library, and Aislin never had to worry about sharing them as Kieran hated peppermint. On the night of the ball, Aislin went to her fortress of books to find her cookies. You can imagine her shock when she found the plate contained only crumbs, and that the last cookie was in the small hand of a smug, ringletted blond dressed like a circus doll in a ridiculous confection of silver and white. This was Marrietta Savidge, a distant cousin of Aislin's who would (by the authority of the parents involved) become an intimate of Aislin's whether she wanted it or not. It was decided that the girls would spend a month of every summer in each others company until they went to Hogwarts. The adults were all stupidly swayed by Marrietta's angelic outward attitude, and blind to the demon that tormented poor Aislin, who suffered everything from sly tricks (Marrietta hid her books in hard to reach places), to downright dangerous pranks (Aislin was locked on a small balcony of the Savidge home during a rain storm and left there all night.) Aislin tried to tell Helen of the things that went on, but Helen was desperate to socialize the young girl out of fear she would not know how to make friends at Hogwarts.
Helen took her to Diagon Alley the week after her Hogwarts letter came. Aislin made friends with an Augerey at the Magical Menagerie and was disappointed to find out that she could not take him to Hogwarts with her. She settled on a female barn owl, impressed with the bird’s quiet disposition.The only shadow on this perfect day was a curious comment from the Wandmaker, who, upon the revelation that her chosen wand was made of elm (like her mother’s), informed her that she was more like her mother then she thought, and to be careful not to travel the same path.
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Age: 12 (Born December 22, 12:03 AM) 1st Year [Capricorn]
Sex: Female
Nationality: Scottish
Speech: English
Blood: Pureblood
Father: Martin MacKinnon, though Aislin is unaware of her father's identity (so far).
Mother: Fiona MacKinnon.
Siblings: Kieran MacKinnon, Aislin's twin brother, born just five minutes before her.
Other Family: Helen and Colin MacKinnon, her aunt and cousin, who live with them at Brookwood. Colin graduated years ago and now works as an Auror in the Ministry.
Family Interactions: Aislin's mother is obsessed with her work, and only notices her children when they are forcibly brought to her attention. Aislin is perfectly satisfied with this arrangement, and sneers at her brother’s vain attempts to gain their mother’s favor. She has warm feelings for Helen, who mothers her, is incredibly proud of her brave cousin Colin, and fiercely loyal to her brother.
Kieran and Aislin are polar opposites, in personality as well as looks, yet one could not live without the other. Since birth they have finished each others sentences and felt each others pain. Their connection has only grown stronger with time.
Aislin is fascinated with the history of her family, and spends hours in her mother’s private library, pouring over diaries from MacKinnons' decades dead. If her mother paid attention to her daughter’s interests, she might fear what secrets the young girl would uncover.
Height/Weight: 4'7", 80lbs
Hair: Brown, curly.
Eyes: Green
Skin Color: Pale
Clothing style: Neat and professional.
Accessories: Pierced ears, silver and opal ring.
Other: Perfect posture, low voice.
Paragraph Format: Aislin is small and slender for her age, having inherited her mother’s diminutive build. Her hair is coffee brown and thickly curled (another inheritance from Fiona). She usually wears it free and unadorned (though she will wrap it into a braid when she’s working). Aislin has been blessed with her father’s dark green eyes and full lashes. She is nearsighted, and wears rectangular glasses. She has her mother’s porcelain skin, and her tendency to burn like a lobster in the sun.
Aislin prefers to dress smartly, and her school uniforms are always immaculate and perfectly pressed. When outside school, she favors pencil skirts, blouses, and ballet flats (she considers herself too young for heels). She absolutely never wears jeans and doesn’t even own a pair of trainers. She stays clear of bright colors, and rarely wears white. Her only accessories are the white gold studs in her ears, and a delicate silver ring adorned with a small white opal that she wears on her right ring finger. Her Aunt Helen gave it to her the Christmas she turned eleven.
Aislin is careful of her posture and always carries herself well, she does not gesticulate wildly when she speaks as her brother tends to do, and her movements always seem carefully premeditated. She almost never raises her voice, and speaks only when she has something important to say.
Personality: Aislin is resourceful, practical, and clever, with a rather wry sense of humor that most people find disturbing. She is aloof, most consider her rather snotty, though the truth is she’s usually too involved with research to notice the people around her. She goes above and beyond with her studies and homework is an all-consuming passion. She sets high-standards for herself and works her skinny butt off to maintain them. She is confident, and strong willed, and craves discipline and order.
Aislin is rational, logical, and clearheaded. An excellent debater, she has brought several older students to their knees with ruthless skill. Highly organized, she doesn’t begin a single project without a carefully mapped out plan. She even sorts her socks! She has been known to terrorize house elves because they folded her robes the wrong way, or accidentally left a single wrinkle in her blouses.
Aislin detests rain, wind, and dirt, and is rarely seen wandering outside the castle. She has no intention of ever going to a Quidditch game, and the very thought of flying makes her queasy. She does not understand the appeal, and the words "Quaffle" and "Sloth Grip Roll" make about as much sense to her as Russian. She adores the smell of old parchment and ink, and (when not in class) practically lives in the library.
She has tried to make friends with her classmates, but finds more in common with the older students and her professors. She longs to sit with her older Housemates at meals and in the common room, but lacks the social skills needed to join them. Unfortunately, she does cannot abide the perceived silliness of the students her own age, and so, she spends much of her time alone with her books or her brother.
History: Aislin was born in Durmstrang, where her mother taught Potions. Fiona returned to her home in Scotland with her children when they were barely one year old, and left them in the care of her aunt, Helen, while she returned to Hogwarts as Potions Mistress (a position she only kept for a year). Helen was happy to take the twins, as it was the year Colin went off to Hogwarts, and the babies would help ease some of her loneliness.
Aislin was given every luxury, and free reign on the Brookwood estates. She and her brother spent wonderful summer days playing in the river that wound through the woods surrounding the property, or chasing the peacocks that called Brookwood’s perfectly tended lawns home. They gave their mother’s pet Kneazle endless hours of grief, and pulled her Osprey's tail feathers to make quills, which earned them a ban from her study. Despite Fiona's callous treatment, the twins were petted and coddled by Helen, Frank (the old groundskeeper), Colin, and any of their mother’s endless stream of visitors.
Aislin taught herself to read at age four, and, with a little help from Colin, discovered Brookwood’s massive library. The wondrous presence of so many books only fed Aislin’s already voracious appetite for information. She soon made a regular home for herself in a sunny corner of the library consisting of a sheepskin rug (stolen from her mother’s private study), an oil lamp, various pillows, and a fortress wall made of stacks of books. This became her sanctuary, a safe haven from the trials and sorrows that accompany the lives of children, and a place of true joy, where history and legend come alive and fly off the page to dance before the enchanted eyes of a little girl.
Her first show of magical ability came on a rainy Thursday in Spring. After searching for a book all morning, she found it living on the topmost shelf in the library, to be reached only by a rickety ladder. Terrified to climb so high, but determined to have the book at any cost, she reached for the ladder... and found the book in her hand. Thrilled, she ran to find her brother, and Colin took them both to Diagon Alley to celebrate. Aislin looks back at that day as the best in her life, for it was the first time she was truly far away from the oppressive negligence of her mother.
Young Aislin met her nemesis at the annual Brookwood Christmas Ball, a time she usually looked forward to immensely. Helen always made candy cane cookies for her and brought them to the library, and Aislin never had to worry about sharing them as Kieran hated peppermint. On the night of the ball, Aislin went to her fortress of books to find her cookies. You can imagine her shock when she found the plate contained only crumbs, and that the last cookie was in the small hand of a smug, ringletted blond dressed like a circus doll in a ridiculous confection of silver and white. This was Marrietta Savidge, a distant cousin of Aislin's who would (by the authority of the parents involved) become an intimate of Aislin's whether she wanted it or not. It was decided that the girls would spend a month of every summer in each others company until they went to Hogwarts. The adults were all stupidly swayed by Marrietta's angelic outward attitude, and blind to the demon that tormented poor Aislin, who suffered everything from sly tricks (Marrietta hid her books in hard to reach places), to downright dangerous pranks (Aislin was locked on a small balcony of the Savidge home during a rain storm and left there all night.) Aislin tried to tell Helen of the things that went on, but Helen was desperate to socialize the young girl out of fear she would not know how to make friends at Hogwarts.
Helen took her to Diagon Alley the week after her Hogwarts letter came. Aislin made friends with an Augerey at the Magical Menagerie and was disappointed to find out that she could not take him to Hogwarts with her. She settled on a female barn owl, impressed with the bird’s quiet disposition.The only shadow on this perfect day was a curious comment from the Wandmaker, who, upon the revelation that her chosen wand was made of elm (like her mother’s), informed her that she was more like her mother then she thought, and to be careful not to travel the same path.
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