MCKINNON, marlene elinor

[MARLENE ELINOR MCKINNON]

MARLENE ELINOR MCKINNON.

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hello! i am katie and i am seventeen years old. i am boarding the female train, and i have been role playing for 3 ish years. also, i play just the lovely marlene. if you want to contact me, reach me by pm. that's all folks!

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THE BASICS.
FIRST THINGS ARE ALWAYS FIRST.

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FULL NAME : marlene elinor mckinnon
NICKNAMES : mar, marley
AGE : eighteen, september nineteenth
GENDER : female
ETHNICITY : caucasian
RELIGION : not religious
SEXUALITY : heterosexual
STATUS : single
MEMBER GROUP : la witch
BLOOD STATUS : pureblood
PLAY-BY : sophia bush

STARTING THINGS OFF.
JUST A LITTLE TEASER FOR THE BIG PICTURE.

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PATRONUS : dolphin
MIRROR OF ERISED : finding her soulmate
AMORTENTIA : lavender, rainfall, jasmine

THE MINOR DETAILS.
WHY NOT EXPLORE OUR WORLD AND SEE ITS DEPTHS.

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ENTER MARLENE'S DISLIKES :

• death eaters
  
• you-know-who
  
• liars
  
• hypocrites
  
• very cold weather
  
• snakes
  
• mushrooms
  
• fake people
  
• being bored
  
• losing an argument
  

ENTER MARLENE'S LIKES :

• traveling
  
• art
  
• animals
  
• singing
  
• dancing
  
• muggle photography
  
• fashion
  
• being right
  
• jewelry

GOALS :

• to travel the world
  
• to get good at muggle photography
  
• to someday live in greece
  
• to fall in love

FEARS :

• you-know-who never being defeated
  
• not achieving her goals
  
• deep water
  
• snakes
  
• being alone forever

SECRETS :

• in her seventh year at hogwarts she once considered joining the death eaters
  
• she is deathly afraid of snakes

WEAKNESS :

• acting before thinking
  
• she can be too critical
  
• chocolate

STRENGTHS :

• speaking her mind
  
• acting on instincts

OVERALL PERSONALITY :

• hotheaded - Everybody knows that Marley has a ridiculously fiery personality. Her temper can flare in an instant, and you certainly don't want to be on her bad side.
  
• independent - She always wants to do everything on her own, without anybody else's help, and she absolutely abhors when people feel sorry for her.
  
• protective - If you are a friend of Marley's, then you never have to worry about her not having her back. She is fiercely loyal, and will stand up for those close to her no matter what.
  
• jealous - When it comes to relationships, Marley can be quite jealous and slightly possessive, despite her not wanting to admit it. She has always hated seeing her boyfriends so much as chat with other girls.
  
• brave - There is a reason Marlene was in Gryffindor at Hogwarts. She is afraid of very few things, and she is courageous when it matters most.
  
• reckless - Also typical of a Gryffindor, Marley has a tendency to think before she acts, causing her to sometimes do or say things she would rather take back in retrospect.
  
• honest - This particular attribute can be considered a plus, or a fault. Marley is bluntly straightforward with everyone, never bothering to sugarcoat anything.
  
• confident - On the outside, Marley always seems in control. She appears to be supremely confident and sure of herself.
  
• insecure - On the inside though, Marley is actually quite insecure at times. She puts up her brave and carefree front so that people don't see that she actually doubts herself sometimes.
  
• intelligent - Some people have said that with brains like hers, Marlene should be in Ravenclaw. She has a sharp tongue and a quick wit, but Marley has no interest in most books or academic matters.
  
• critical - Far from being naive, Marley can actually be harshly critical on people she doesn't know well. She always assumes the worst. In this dangerous day and age, that might be considered a good thing.

BY PROCEDURE.
JUST TO STRAIGHTEN THINGS UP.

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HOMETOWN : ladock, cornwall, england
CURRENT RESIDENCE : london, england
CURRENT EMPLOYMENT [/color]: the daily prophet
MOTHER'S NAME : lucille marianne mckinnon
FATHER'S NAME : henry edwin mckinnon
SIBLINGS : none.
OVERALL HISTORY :

Ladock is a small, unspoiled and charming village in the very center of Cornwall. It has an outstanding pub and several excellent guesthouses. Farming is an evident part of the culture, and the town has an old-timey eclectic feel to it. So few people live there, the population sign has to be changed with virtually every new family that moves there. It was in Ladock that Henry and Lucille decided to settle down to raise their family. The two of them actually met during their years at Hogwarts, but were never really involved while in school. It wasn't until they ran into each other in London several years after leaving Hogwarts that they began to realize there was something between them. After courting each other for more than year, they were married in a beautiful, small ceremony in Northern Scotland. For about a year, they continued to live in the bustling city of London, but when Lucille found out that she was pregnant, they decided to move to a more suitable place to raise a child than the city.

So, Ladock was the place their hearts took them. Way down in the south of England, where life was a slower and a bit more leisurely. Their darling daughter, Marlene Elinor, was born into a happy and loving family. The first several years of Marlene's life were simply golden years for the entire McKinnon family. They lived in the secluded little English village, were friends with everyone in town, and didn't want for anything. Soon after Marlene turned eleven, she received her acceptance letter from Hogwarts. It was no surprise to any of them; Marley had exhibited magical tendencies from a young age. But once their beloved daughter went away to Hogwarts for most of the year, the McKinnons began to get restless. Now they were two parents with an empty nest. They missed the hustle and bustle of London, and after not much deliberation, they moved back to the city, justifying their decision with the assurance that they were closer to their daughter's magical school anyway.

Marlene did not enjoy her first few years at Hogwarts. She was awkward, gangly, and for the most part rather clumsy with her magic. Luckily she had a couple friends that stuck with her and kept her going. In Marlene's sixth year, however, she simply... blossomed. Over the summer she had grown out of her awkward stage, and boys started pursuing her. Needless to say, Marley's last two years at Hogwarts were glorious and fun-filled. Except, of course, for the fact that a certain dark wizard was rising to power... Some of Mar's classmates, mostly those in Slytherin, were acting very strange, and they were very odd rumors floating about... Of course, now, Marlene is very aware that her classmates were budding Death Eaters. During her seventh year, Marlene was intimate with a Slytherin boy who was part of this... movement. She has never told anyone this, but he almost convinced her to join with You-Know-Who.

Now, however, Marlene is a proud member of the Order of the Phoenix. It horrifies her that she once came so close to being a Death Eater, but she tries to put it in the back of her mind and mentions it to no one. Although she's only eighteen, Marley managed to land herself a job working for the Daily Prophet, taking pictures. She also writes the occasional column and caption, although the photography is really her strong suit.

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FINISHING TOUCHES.
THE SAD ENDING TO A PERFECT BEGINNING.

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ROLE PLAY SAMPLE :

Alaska hadn't had anything to drink today, and that was saying a lot. Not only had she gone to every single one of her classes today, which was a surprise in itself, but she hadn't had a single drop of alcohol for almost twenty-four hours. It was ridiculous. She was practically getting to be straight edge. Grumbling to herself, Alaska pulled a dark gray cowl neck sweater over her head, not particularly caring that it mussed with her loose curls and gave a whole new meaning to static-y hair. Her appearance was not necessarily a top priority right now, considering she wasn't planning on really seeing anyone tonight. It was quite unlike her not to take advantage of such an evening to go out and get as smashed as she possibly could. No, not because there was beautiful weather, but because her mother was sleeping over at her current man friend's place, and there would be less questioning about her antics. But despite the convenient circumstances, Ali wasn't really in the mood to party tonight. Maybe it was because she had been painting virtually since she got home from school, and painting usually put in her a contemplative mood.

The penthouse walls seemed to be pressing in on her, so Alaska had decided to go for a walk. Sometimes, for reasons she couldn't explain, at random times a strong feeling of claustrophobia would wash over and Ali would simply have to get out of the building. So she headed across the apartment, pausing only to tell that maid that she didn't need to tidy up her room, and stepped into the elevator to go down thirty-nine floors to the ground. She didn't bring anything with her, not even her purse or her cell phone. Well okay, there was some cash in her pocket. But it was liberating to simply go "incognito" sometimes and know that she couldn't be reached by anyone unless they came to find her, which was pretty much impossible to do in a city like this. Nobody got into the elevator on any other floors, for which Ali was thankful. She hated awkward conversations with other people in the building who knew her and her mother, and who she was probably supposed to remember, but didn't. That could be because she was usually intoxicated at social gatherings. Ah, well.

The doorman inclined his head with a murmured "Miss Caldwell" as he held the glass door open for her to pass through. After throwing him a quick smile, Ali stepped out onto the sidewalk and inhaled sharply. Some people said New York smelled bad, but Ali didn't believe it for a second. To her, it was the smell of life and excitement and opportunity. Well, tonight it was just the smell of solitude for her, she supposed. Leisurely, Ali began to walk down the sidewalk, enjoying the last warm rays of the evening sun. It was her favorite time of the day, around sunset, especially when the weather was relatively warm like it was now. There was only the faintest hint of an evening chill starting to settle in the air, so Ali was glad for her sweater. With it, she was wearing a simple pair of dark wash skinny jeans and knee-high brown leather boots that she'd gotten from a thrift shop. Sure, Alaska shopped at all the high end places like Saks, Bergdorf and Barney's, but she wasn't at all picky about where she got her clothes. If she saw a pair of shoes she liked, she would buy them, whether they were fifteen dollars or fifteen hundred.

There weren't a lot of people on the streets of the Upper East Side tonight. After all, it was a weeknight, and this wasn't the neighborhood where you saw hobos wandering around. Alaska walked aimlessly, sometimes turning a corner, not really paying attention to where she was going. Her thoughts wandered with her, but she tried to keep them on safe topics, like school. She didn't like to think about serious things. It had been nagging in the back of her brain lately that she really needed to get her grades up at school if she wanted the teachers and her mother to quit harping on her. It wasn't as if she really cared about getting an education, anyway. College didn't sound particularly appealing to her at the moment. She vaguely remembered that only about a year ago she'd been excited about the prospect of going to art school after high school... Yeah, right. School just wasn't her thing. What is your thing, Alaska? a taunting voice in her mind asked. Drinking? She hated that voice. Drinking seemed to be the only thing that made it shut up.

Looking up, Ali was startled to find that she'd walked all the way to Constance and St. Jude's. It really wasn't that far from her building, but it wasn't a straight line. Apparently her legs just decided to travel that familiar route, even though she never walked to school. She gazed up at the elegant white main building, the building that was always swarming with drama-thirsty St. Jude's boys and Constance girls. Her eyes slowly traveled downwards and then lingered on the steps. Somebody was sitting on them. Or lying on them, rather. She frowned. Who would be lying on the steps of the school at this hour? Ali strode forward to see who it was, perhaps not as cautiously as she should have. After all, New York was not the place for a young, pretty girl to be friendly to strangers with darkness approaching. But she soon saw that it was no stranger. It was Elijah Ackerman. Eli. He went to St. Jude's, although he hadn't been there long. He'd only moved to the city a couple of months ago as she understood. Ali didn't know him very well, but they'd definitely interacted at school when she bothered to show up. She was pretty sure she'd seen at him a few parties, as well. Honestly, Alaska wasn't sure what she thought of him. He intrigued her for some reason, but she also found him incredibly irritating at times.

Crossing her arms, Ali looked down at him with raised eyebrows, the hint of a smile on her face. He was sleeping. She rolled her eyes. “You know, it's usually bums you see sleeping on steps in New York City,” she remarked casually, half hoping she would startle him. “But I suppose I see the resemblance.” It was obvious that he'd been working out or something, because she knew that was definitely not what he usually wore, but Ali still couldn't help smirking slightly. She wasn't trying to be a bitch, by any means, but Ali couldn't help making smart remarks sometimes. Or rather, most of the time. She'd sort of forgotten how to say nice things to people. But well, people didn't often bother saying nice things to her, so she didn't really see the issue. Not waiting for an invitation, Alaska took a seat next to Eli on the steps.

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