Field, Kara Emmaline (Work in progress...)

[Kara Field]

[Kara Emmaline Field]

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PLAYED BY: Jessica [/center]

All around me[/font][/color]
are familiar faces...

FULL NAME: [ Karena (Kara) Emmaline Field ]

CANON OR ORIGINAL: [ Original; (This was the first character I ever developed!) ]

DATE OF BIRTH: [ 15 June 1980 ]

AGE: [ Fifteen ]

YEAR: [ Fifth ]

HOUSE: [ Ravenclaw ]

SOCIAL CLASS REQUEST: [ Rebellion ]

WAND TYPE: [ Unicorn hair, oak, 9 ¾ inches ]


Worn out places,
worn out faces...[/font][/color]

LIKES:

[ Reading ]
[ Fresh air and the outdoors ]
[ Organization ]
[ Alphabet soup ]
[ Floral skirts ]
[ Her cat ]
[ Muggles ]


DISLIKES:

[ Ultimate chaos ]
[ Petty, frivolous and/or otherwise foolish persons ]
[ Gillywater ]
[ Bleached blonde bimbos ]

STRENGTHS:

[ Perfectionism ]
[ Sensibility ]
[ Charms ]
[ Homework in general ]

WEAKNESSES:

[ Perfectionism ]
[ Solemnity ]

PATRONUS: A hare

PERSONALITY: [minimum two paragraphs]

Where one could begin with Kara’s personality is her utmost sense of practicality.
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I find it kinda funny,[/font][/color]
I find it kinda sad...[/font][/color]

HAIR/EYES: [ Dark brown; Brown ]

HEIGHT/WEIGHT: [ 5’2” ]

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: [minimum two paragraphs]

Petite and dark, Kara takes after her mother’s family, though she never will concur that she is as pretty as Loretta.
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The dreams in which I'm dying,[/font][/color]
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PARENTS/GUARDIANS:
Father - Adam Augustine Field [ Pure-blood wizard; deceased ]
Mother - Loretta Elizabeth (Raymond Field) Connelly [ Muggle; homemaker ]
Step-father - Brent Connelly [ Muggle; actuary ]

OTHER NOTABLE RELATIVES:

Outside of her siblings, Paul, David, Lisa and Mark, Kara’s relatives consist of her father’s pure-blood family, many of whom have been long deceased, and her mother’s family, who are of no concern in the wizarding world.

CHARACTER HISTORY:

There are many families eminent throughout the British wizarding community that pride themselves on the proven legitimacy of their magical affiliation: the Blacks, the Malfoys, the Riddles. The Fields will not be found among the ostensibly wealthy or the historically significant pure-blooded families of Europe. Nevertheless, sometimes it is not what you have, but who you know. Such was the case in Adam Field’s upbringing. The only son out of five children, Adam’s father had big plans for his son, and arranged an internship with a friend at the Ministry of Magic’s Department of International Magical Cooperation upon the boy’s graduation from Hogwarts. However, the eighteen-year-old had no sympathy for such a fixed lifestyle. He ran off and lived as a wanderer and a Muggle, traveling the world and working poor-paying but, on occasion, exciting jobs. A few years into his tour of the world, while docking in Mexico, serving as a custodian on a cruise ship, he met vacationing American college graduate, Loretta Raymond. The calm but quick-witted Loretta meshed well with Adam’s wild, nomadic spirit. Within two years, Adam and Loretta were married, and living in her hometown of Tuscon, Arizona. The couple had three children: sons Paul Adam and David Jeremiah, and daughter Karena Emmaline.

Karena, or Kara as she was called to distinguish herself from her father’s youngest sister, was the middle child of her family. Paul was three years old when she was born, and David was two years her junior. She grew up in a suburban home, playing in the streets with her elder brother and the neighborhood boys, who enjoyed insisting she was too little or too weak to keep up with them. Even as a young child, there were signs that Kara a witch, though she never attributed the time her puppy ended up floating in the air when she was upset with him to anything noteworthy. Adam used his skills as a wizard occasionally, but not often. The owls from their aunts and grandmother, whom Adam had reconciled with upon learning his father had passed away, were often the only contact with the magical world that the Field children had. As Loretta was a Muggle, she agreed with her husband that if their children were contacted by any of the magical academies, then they would divulge the entire story of wizards and witches and magical occurrences that was their true life. There was a war going on in Britain, and Adam’s family, while not outright forces against Voldemort, did sympathize with the Order of the Phoenix. Adam, and especially Loretta, did not want to expose their children to the currently dangerous world if they did not even play a part in it.

Unfortunately, the Fields’ safety was not secured. While the war was over not too long after Kara was born, there was still danger for the family. Unbeknownst to Adam, his two youngest sisters, Lela and Karena, were in hiding to protect themselves and their families from wizarding creditors. Karena was soon found, but Lela and her husband and her children had yet to be discovered. The loan sharks’ “enforcement squad” tracked down the Fields to interrogate Adam about his sister’s whereabouts. Adam knew nothing, and was of no use to them. At the age of four, Kara watched from the second story window of her bedroom, where her mother had locked up herself and her children in hopes of safety, as her father was murdered in the backyard.

Loretta was distraught at her husband’s sudden death. Choosing to raise her three young children as Muggles for once and for all, she cut herself off from her in-laws and refused to answer any owls that presented themselves at her home. Life carried on. Several years later, when Kara was eight, Loretta remarried to a Muggle, Brent Connelly, bringing six-year-old Lisa and three-year-old Mark into the family. The Field-Connellys relocated to Scotland shortly after, where Brent received a new job.

The same year, Kara’s elder brother Paul turned eleven. Loretta, who was not even sure if her son was a wizard, was upset to find an owl in the kitchen one July morning. Mrs. Connelly determined that she could ignore the Hogwarts letter, and quickly discarded the parchment. The next morning, with all of her children as witnesses, another owl landed on Paul’s shoulder. Before she could stop him, Paul had read the letter, and come September the family made their first trip to Platform 9 ¾.

Loretta desperately hoped that Kara and David would not receive similar letters in the subsequent years. Relating the story of their father and his family after Paul was accepted at Hogwarts opened up all of the previous wounds of her old life. While there was no war and no obvious danger in the wizarding community as there had been when her children were young, Loretta still worried. However, fate would let her fret, because three years later, Kara was eleven years of age. Much as she tried to deny it, Loretta knew that Kara would certainly attend Hogwarts. While Paul had shown little magical ability, Kara’s talent as a witch had presented itself long ago. Three months after her eleventh birthday, Kara left for Hogwarts.

At the school, Kara found her niche. Raised as a Muggle, she had never known the world where she belonged. Here was a place where she could perfect all of the things she was just beginning to realize were possible.[/font]

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I find it hard to take...[/font][/color]

EXPERIENCE: About three years of RPing on various sites; if I’m not RPing, I’m writing fan fiction; if I’m not writing FF, it’s because I’m writing for English class; if I’m not writing for school, I’m writing in a journal.

OTHER CHARACTERS: None, yet.

ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:

Lost {Open to friends, futures, any decent RP-er really}

Alone. Kristen should have been used to it by now. Hogwarts was full of people, and yet she felt so isolated. Everybody else was happy. Everybody else was normal. Everybody else had a family who actually cared.

Kristen’s thoughts drifted to how her family treated her. Whenever she was at home, her parents completely forgot that she was alive. How she hated the place she had to call “home.” No matter how lavish and expensive it was, she hated it. It was just a house, a material place. It would never be home. Home was to be a place where you could be happy, where you could be yourself. No such luck at the Markovich house.

And she couldn’t even say that she had a boyfriend. She should have been used to that too. Her last boyfriend was the first guy that had actually approached her. Now that he was gone… well it was depressing. They never had seen a lot of each other, but when they were together in the same place it felt right.

Forget about him, Kristen thought fiercely. That was the only way she was going to get over him. How she was going to get over her parents’ short-comings, she hadn’t a clue, so she’d solve her boyfriend trouble instead.

Everything that was so together just a few weeks ago was completely broken apart now.

I’m such a drama queen! Kristen thought, mentally slapping herself. Not everything had fallen apart. At least she had a place to live.

An unopened letter lay at her fingertips. Kristen was confused as to why her parents had actually written to her. How in the world did they get an owl? And more importantly, why were they writing when they had never written to her in her six years at Hogwarts?

She was scared actually, because letters in her family seldom brought good news. No, the only time the family ever saw each other was at some old relative’s funeral. They’d always say, “We need to do better than funerals,” but never meant it. Now that she thought on it, they were probably only there to ensure they got their inheritance. Stupid stuck-up millionaires with their stupid stuck-up mansions and their stupid stuck-up spoiled brat children, that’s what they were.

Everything had been going so well this year, Kristen hadn’t had time to think of the stupid stuck-upness that was her “family.” Hah, family. That’s a good joke. Yes, family just leaves their eight-year-old daughter with an incompetent drunk nanny while they go off to their social function of the evening. Family forgets your birthday every year, sending you a “Happy Belated Birthday!” card their secretary typed up and taking you to Paris to “make up for it.” Family was a word that had no meaning to Kristen.

Why did she have to go back to them for the summer again? If she had anyplace else to go to, she'd go there in a heartbeat. It wasn’t like her parents would miss her in any way, shape or form. During the summer Kristen was not only left to her own devices, but just plain left alone.

Oh, just open it already and get it over with! Kristen reprimanded herself. The letter could not possibly be that bad, could it? Probably something about a gala her parents attended and about how many wealthy snobs were questioning Kristen’s continued disappearance at some boarding school. Yes, that was what this was all about. Just the typical stupidity her family was up to. She visualized herself reaching for the seal, still a bit uncertain, but that was when a very familiar and welcome face joined her. Thank goodness for friendship.

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