SILVERS, emma jane

[emmasilvers]

• Emma Jane Silvers •
I feel like they don't understand,
feel like I'm surrounded by hate,
God knows I can take the chance...

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I KNOW THAT I'M ALIVE
the basics
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full name, Emma Jane Silvers
1990's or 1970's? 1970s
nicknames, Emms.
age, Seventeen
birthday, September 26th.
year, Seventh
house, Ravanclaw
blood status, Pureblood,
wand, Alder, 11 inches, Veela hairs
broom, No Broom.

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WHEN YOU CALL ON ME
the appearance
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hair color, Mousse brown
eye color, Hazel
height, five feet and two inches
weight, one hundred and twenty one
general appearance

PERSONAL STYLE:Emma can be found in jeans and jumpers. Niffty t-shirts with catchy writing and generally just anything conservative but unique. However, around her family she wears dresses and heels, has styled hair and manicured fingernails.Very different from her clean but laid back appearance at school

GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Emma is not at all above averagely beautiful. She is pretty, but it is how unique appearance and how she projects herself that causes such an allure about her. She is always dressed in the nicest of clothes but she wares them disheveled and combines them in unruly ways.

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WHEN YOU REACH FOR ME
the personality
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likes, * Painting
* Reading
* Hanging with Friends
* Animals
* Muggle medical books
* Summer
* Flowers
* Cheese
* The color aqua
* Equality
* Potions.
* Charms
* Defense Against the Dark Arts.

dislikes,
* her older brother James
* being forced into arranged marriages
* PURISTS
* the color red
* snow, cold, wet weather
* late nights
* astronomy class
* tomatoes
* chocolate
* lies
* failure
*bullies


strengths, & weaknesses,

keen- Emma is sharp intellectually. She's taught herself to notice everything and processes information very differently from others her own age.
dependable- Emma is the type of person who thrives on being 'accountable.' she is naturally responsible. She feels guilty for letting others down and blowing things off, so she just doesn't.
trustworthy- for someone who never really trusts, Emma is very trustworthy. She puts such a high value on it, it would be hypocritical of her to betray someone.
empathic- One of Emma's biggest problems is she always feels for everyone. She wants to help them, can't stand to see pain. This also earns her the title as-
gullible- Emma is very gullible if one were to approach her the right way. Aggressiveness will get one nowhere, but coming down to her own level..seeming in need of her help, shes easily fooled by the underdog. brave- No one does brave as stupid as Emma does. She never backs down. Even if the face of danger she's willing to take risks and stand up for what she believes in, this also labels her as..
stubborn- ever had all your ribs broken because you refused to say the words "I'm sorry?" No? guess your not as stubborn as Emma then..
cleverly mouthy- There's instances were people should just bit their tongues. For example, when your older brother has his want pointed at your face and he asks you to repeat that insult..Emma on the other hand spits out something bigger, better and uncut.
ill tempered- Emma has a surprisingly short fuse for someone so composed. She doesn't show her anger though, simply just adds items to an ever growing list.
determined- Emma devotes her life to her goals. She has little social life and has pretty much forsaken fun and sleep. All in the name of experimental potions and wand less and nonverbal magical practice. She's also known to be relentless in pursuit of her goals.
troubled- shes the codependency poster child. she defines troubled.

SECRETS, When Emma was 12, the summer of her third year, her older brother drug her into the woods on their family's estate, and forced her to perform an unforgivable curse on an chipmunk After he left her in the trees, sobbing in shame and regret, she gathered up the poor maimed creature and cared for it until it died.
Emma has a crush on Remus Lupin.
Emma wishes she was a boy, things would be so much easier.
Emma has been stealing money from her brother in order to fund a experimental potions venture.
Emma practices advanced magic until it makes her bleed from the brain! Its a bit of an addiction really.
goals, To find a way to merge muggle and magical medicine practices.
To master wandless and no verbal magic. She has been practicing since her 3rd year and can do the fairy advanced spells..
patronus, Emma had a muggle friend as a child. He had a pet rat. This muggle boy was the only love and affection Emma got when young-so her Patronus is a rat in memory of that boy.
worst fear, Being married off to a man she doesn't love and being treated like nothing other then a baby machine. Shows itself as a cradle.
boggart, Her brother James, Murdering aforementioned muggle boy. Manifests as the sound of live electricity charging through water.
amortenia, White Jasmine. Country wheat grass. Horse shampoo, and gravel.
sexuality, straight.
overall personality,

Emma is a misguided perfectionist with a horrible case of tunnel vision. She can never be satisfied. Scored all E's on your exams? Should have been O's... She also tends to be obsessive about tidiness and order. Unlike her pure-blooded- Death Eater family, Emma isn't a purist. In face, she can't stand them. She loves all people and creatures regardless of their supposed flaws.

She can be stubborn , and her tendency to want now means she rushes into things without thinking. She seems to be unable to hold her tongue, and her brash, tell it like she thinks it attitude can cause problems. She'll stick up for anyone who needs it, even if they are a stranger. This has earned her the reputation as a kind, friendly girl. She's boyish, but still indulged in minimal makeup and nice clothes. Feisty and ill tempered, she'll be the first to make a threat, especially toward older boys. As the only girl in a very old fashioned family, she always trying to prove herself. Shes ruthless, and not at all the goody goody she appears as...

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WHEN YOU BLESS THE DAY
the history
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mother & family, Raya Silvers (yaxley)
father &family, James Silvers
siblings, James S. Silvers. twenty three. Former Slytherin
overall history,

Dublin, Ireland, September. Raya Silvers, wife of James Silvers and daughter of Mathis and Eve Yaxely, gives birth to her second child. To everyone's intense surprise the baby is a girl. By the time the baby is seven hours old she has already been betrothed to a[ high standing gentleman**]] The Silvers had always had very close relations with the Black's, the Malfoy's and the Lestrange's. All of whom had very particular ideas about keeping pure blood lines free of tainted decay.

From that moment onward, Emma, just as her brother James, was groomed for the role of a Dark Princess. What her family lacked in love and affection it made up for in riches. The first signs that Emma did not think like the rest of her family appeared in the form of questions. "Mama, Why may I not go to school with the other children?" Asked a six year old Emma, as a hair brush was pulled through her long, dark hair. "The filthy muggle school?" Asked her mother, her words trembling with revolution. "Emma, you must not even think of the muggles, they are animals, lowly creatures. Contact with them will make you sick and ugly" Her mother told her, turning the girl around and smoothing her lace dress. "BUT.." Emma attempted to argued...."No buts Emma. You must not speak like this while we have the Blacks as company.. Master **** is here. Your to sit with him at dinner, aren't you existed?" The little girls response was one of person , for it was her first conscious use of sarcasm as she replied to her mother. "Overjoyed Mama"

Her childhood progressed much like this, fancy parties, whispered meetings, a strict set of standards to adhere by, but most all the girl was starving for affection. She found it in the son of a muggle gardener.

Emma was nine when the mansion across the lake from theirs got new neighbors. A pure-blood family but certainly not anything like her family-for they kept muggle servants.. Emma found a secret friend in the gardeners son. He was everything a restricted nine year old debutante dreamed of. Wild, adventures, sly and full of mischief- he showed Emma things she had never seen before, or have ever imagined existed. They would steal away together in the woods, lie side by side on a blanket and listen to 8 track tapes while they discussed anything and everything. For that short while, Emma swore she could be happy. That with Michel, who although a muggle, was the best person she ever met, she could somehow escape her oppressive life.

it all ended a summer later. Sixteen year old year old James was home for the summer. On errand of his mother, he went in search of his sister. He found her, with Michel..swimming in a nearby lake. Disgusted he drug Emma by her hair our of the water, and shot a high voltage of electricity into the water. Emma attempted to jump in after him, but James grabbed her and held her back. Her only friend died and she was forced to watch as his body sunk down into the depths.

After that she started Hogwarts, turning eleven just in time to make the cut off. Her first there year she was invisible. She spoke to no one, sought to make no friends, and quitely but diligently pursued her studies. After being sorted into Ravanclaw, much to the distress of her whole entire family, her guardianship was given over to James. Her mother had given birth to another girl, and because of the child's condition every member of the Silvers clan disappeared into the cloaked wizard underground, save for Emma and James.

Two summers later, at age twelve. She endured constant torture until she successfully, but weakly, performed two of the unforgivable curses on small animals. She did her best to heal them after her teacher had retired from her, but still both animals died.

Her third year was better, she started to make friends. She found she enjoyed the company of a certain group of Gryffindors. Though she was a year below them and was best suited with hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. A certain gryffindor was very kind to her on one occasion and ever since that time she had developed a crush of sorts. She made Owls in every subject but astronomy and flying her forth year.

As a sixth year, Emma begins to finally establish herself. She's stopped grieving for the life she wanted but could never have, and has started to assert herself as a separate entity from her family. She is still engaged, as the massive diamond on her ring finger adversities. Despite her odd affection for her betrothed, for they had been raised together, so emotion was not absent entirely, Emma has made it clear that she is not an item to be presented for some favor. She has her own dreams, and she was determined to pursue them.

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I GET WINGS TO FLY
the player
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name/alias, Dott
gender, Female
age, 21
contact, Aim: Whenkittyspurr
other characters, ------------------
experience, Ten years
how you found us, Erised
roleplay sample.

[qoute]With his words, all the careful composure fell from Emma's face. She stared at him blankly, her mouth open slightly, revealing a row of perfectly straight teeth. Of all the explanations she had expected that had not been among them. Her behavior was something that Emma expected to offend the older adults, to displease her family, even bother Evan Rosier- the known chauvinist had been lecturing Emma since they were children- but certainly not Logan. It was unthinkable that this could be the source for his disdain.

Emma's bottom lip curled, and she bit down hard to prevent an outburst that would wake Vaynar. No words could explain just how utterly sick she was of having this conversation with people. Why should she have to justify herself to anyone? She was her own person! Just because she didn't want to hate, it meant that she was pointlessly hated in return. It was so unfair. Mostly though, because she had held some small hope for Logan, hope supported by no more then wishful thinking, Emma was disappointed. How could I even begin to entertain the notion that he was different? she growled at herself. Still so so native I am. Will I ever learn?

Emma looked away from Logan, glaring at the ground. She brought her eyes back to his, stared for a moment and then returned them to the floor shaking her head. She sweep brown hair from her face before returning her hands to the blanket, balling them into fists and clutching the soft fabric. How did she even begin to respond to such an absurd notion? Did it even dignify a response. Obviously Logan felt as though he had to punish her for her behavior. Why should he even care? There families were not connected in any manner she could recall. They didn't effect him at all!
Emma glanced behind her ro check that their in prisoner was still asleep. Sure enough he had rolled to his side and was softly snoring. Emma then slide closer to Logan. Tossing the blanket over both their heads, she created a makeshift tent. It was something she had done many times with her little sister Tate. However the atmosphere was completely different. When she did this with Tate it was for sanctuary. For a place to go where they could share with each other in ways the rest of the family did not understand. This was a desperate act of privacy. Reaching forward, Emma gripped Logan by the forearms and spoke in harsh whispers.

"Listen to me Logan Hughes and listen well. I am about to explain to you why this war you've started is utterly futile!" She stared right into his face while she spoke. "Firstly, how I act or do not act is absolutely none of your business! Your not my brother, my father, any part of my family or my betrothed" Emma tried her best to stop her voice from breaking. It was entirely true. She had no connection to Logan at all..and for some reason that upset her..why? "Our families are not politically connected, nor in business that I know of. My family are house elf breeders and as far as I know yours has no investments in the empire of slavery its built." Oh how Emma despised the enslavement of Elves. "I don't even know what yours does actually.." Emma veered of course a bit, loosing her grip on his arms. "So I am left with no reasonable explanation of why you have any right to care for or dictate my behavior!" She wanted to tell him he was hanging around Rosier to often, but atleast Evan had an excuse. They were intertwined by both blood and business.

"Secondly. You don't need to waste your time punishing me for being a bad girl. I assure you that its well attended too. Now Emma did something she hadn't been planning. Something she regretted even as she was still in the process. She turned around swiftly, careful not to pulled the blankets and pulled off her top. This action would offer Logan a full view of her bare back. A few months ago she had been so desperate to hide these scars from Severus Snape that she had manged wandless magic. It had been what started their very secret friendship. Snape, being the genius he was, had guessed what Emma was hiding of course. It had provided common ground for the pair. Two abused, intelligent, outcasts like minded in more ways then Emma cared to admit.

Now here she was, willingly showing Logan what may have been one of her deepest secrets. Logan would see narrow scars running in every direction. Emma knew not how many she had, but she knew there sevreal dozen as this was a lifetime collection. She stared emotionless for a moment, then glanced over shoulder at him. "My Independence means more to me then anything in the world! More then the flesh and blood that houses that." Emma pulled her shirt back on turned back to face him. "I'm never going to be the mindless, obedient, pawn they want. Long after they kill me, and yes I know they will one day. I''ll die knowing I died my own person." Emma reached out and traced his badge with her finger. It was an intimate gesture, alien to the situation. "If you don't live for something Logan, you die for nothing.
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I CAN TOUCH THE SKY
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