Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2013 21:23:12 GMT -7
“I WON'T LIVE YOUR LIFE, NO POINT IN CHANGING ME”
-----*-----
The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.
- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
-----*-----
The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.
- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone
-----*-----
FULL NAME. Candra Reid Selwyn (Candra is a Roman unisex name (Luminescent) and also Sanskrit (Moon) which is pronounced KAN drah. Reid is an English name meaning Red-headed).
NICKNAMES. Can, Drey
BIRTHDATE. May 24th
AGE Fifteen
BLOOD Halfblood Secretly (officially pure)*
HOUSE PREFERENCE Ravenclaw
CANON OR ORIGINAL? Original
*Grandfather secretly muggleborn Metamorphmagus in hiding and grandmother full veela. Father married pureblood. Full Metamorphmagus abilities, partial veela abilities (Very attractive to males, some fascinate with singing, minor fireballs and hawk-sharp features when lose temper).
-----*-----
It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets
-----*-----
-----*-----
HAIR&EYES
Boy Form - Blond (beginning to turn dirty blond and very soft) hair and green/grey eyes, fair skinned with few imperfections (she studied for awhile on this one), and medium build for her age. Frequently has webbed toes as if not quite sure yet whether she wants this or not. She rarely varies this form to another without careful thought; it is how sh sees herself in her mind's eye.
Natural - Rich red haired girl with large green eyes. While she takes on many forms and styles with her magical abilities, this is the look she shifts back to naturally whenever unconscious/sleeping. This is the form she was born to be, not the one she likes.
HEIGHT&WEIGHT 5'8" and about 140 pounds.
FACE CLAIM Boy Claim: Cole Sprouse, Girl Claim: Nemo Valkyrja
-----*-----
I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
-----*-----
-----*-----
WAND Alder*, Unicorn Tail/Runespoor Fang, 8", Pliant.
LIKES
Violin, Exploring her Own Mind, Being in the Water, Being Different, Photography, Learning about Being Male, Herbology.
DISLIKES
Gender as a Controller on What you can Do, Wild Animals, Ignorance (unforgivable!), Inadaptability, Forgetful people, Formal Clothes, Impracticality.
BOGGART Being told and forced to be what others see her as
MIRROR OF ERISED Freedom to have a life as a guy without being seen as a freak
PATRONUS Mole Salamander for their clever unisex DNA, their love of forests, and their cold tolerance which is considerable.
*Alder - Alder is extremely rare, as many wandmakers will refuse to take wood from an alder. The ‘bleeding’, turning from white to red, is considered to be inauspicious. The few wands made of alder are often those with strongly opposing cores (such as doxy wings and phoenix feather), as the wood imposes balance. This wand is a family heirloom from six generations back.
PERSONALITY
Candra has issues. The fact these issues have been passed down from her grandparents and secretly transmitted from her father's unconscious reactions to things only explains their origins, not what the real problems are currently. As a Metamorphmagus she can be or seem to be anyone she wants to and therein lies the problem. She has seen that boys and men get away with tons of stuff young ladies can't and even get paid more then women. maybe it's a touch of oddball feminism, but she finds it totally unfair her body decided to be female and sees little advantage in being a girl. So she has chosen to be a boy. Her father has put down certain rules and she is planning on abiding by them (at least until she turns 17), but her mind is well set and would take someone very persistent to change her mind.
She studies boys and men both, not just for their physical changes, but for their motivations, their behaviors. There are things they do which are hard for a girl to remember sometimes, like farting as a joke or spitting for distance, but they seem second nature for most guys and it has turned into a fascination for her. Mind you, she likes boys as in she is straight, but the fascination is with what makes a guy a guy. Understanding how a willy works was the easy part; understanding what drives a guy to want that reaction is far harder for her. So far she comes across as a guy without the motivations, not quite getting why he would want to peel a girl out of her shirt nor why staring is important not to be caught at (mostly because at a glance she knows what the size proportions are, so why keep looking?).
At heart she wants to be a guy because guys can be heroes, even in little ways like for their kids or wives. She has seen the good that comes from her father and she wants to be worthy of being that kind of person, that kind of protector and provider. She wants to show her father he can be proud of the boy he raised, even if she didn't start out that way! And most of all she wants acceptance from others and acknowledgment that she has succeeded in being that kind of good person. How to get it still eludes her, but she has her parent's determination to make her own choices as well. Her creative side comes out with her violin (especially when she is sad) and her photography (where she takes a lot of pictures her inner feminine side loves), but overall she acts very boy-ish, striving towards an ideal which only she can see fully.
-----*-----
Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right, and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire
-----*-----
-----*-----
BIRTHPLACE In a house on the edge of Salcey Forest in Northampton.
PARENTS
Ayr Selwyn, 31, Author/Underwater Magic Specialist and Experimenter, former Slytherin
Edolie Selwyn (nee Ronan), 31, Home Tutor in Divinations, former Ravenclaw
SIBLINGS
Evander Selwyn, 14, student
Marcus Selwyn, 14, student
Maya Selwyn, 11, student
OTHER
Grandfather: Paulus Selwyn, 63, Gringotts Loan Collector, Former Slytherin
Grandmother: Samantha Selwyn (Reece), 55, Housewife, Former Slytherin
Uncle Antonius Selwyn, 34, Ministry: Beasts division, former Slytherin, Married, three children
Uncle Evander Selwyn, 32, Gringotts Foreclosures, former Slytherin,
Aunt Camilla Hollingberry (nee Selwyn), 28, Housewife, former Slytherin
Grandmother Marjorie Syeira Ronan, 50, Housewife, former Ravenclaw
Grandfather Everette Adelais Ronan, 54, Death Eater, former Slytherin,
Uncle Neave Bell Ronan, 31, , former Beauxbatons
Aunt Shallot Clare Ronan, 35, , former Beauxbatons
Uncle Cambeul Ronan, 32, , former Slytherin
Adalyn Jimenez, 14, Hufflepuff, close friend
HISTORY
Background:
Candra's Grandfather is, in fact, a muggleborn female Metamorphagus in hiding, pretending to be her grandfather who was killed long ago. The Veela who is her grandmother stays out of sight mostly, pretending to be the dutiful housewife to hide her talent as much as possible. Together they make a most unusual pair and have proven a number of things about female metamorphs, including that they can sire children like a male, which may never be found out by the community at large.
Candra's father (and uncles, but not their wives) knows about this, but was sworn to secrecy first until his children were legal. Thus Candra has no idea about her family's new genetic line nor that she is not the first "oddity" in their ranks. It will both answer questions and raise others when she is much older and learns about it.
Personal History:
The oldest of four, Candra was raised by delighted parents, clearly at awe with their accomplishment, delighted by her from-birth changes and very proud of her every success. As she grew to remember more and comprehend the world around her, she fastened on early to the fact that her father simply adored her, completely. One particular memory from age five she can point to where he was helping her to get dressed for a playdate and could not stop himself from playing with her toes and when she giggled, he turned a look on her of sheer joy and kissed her fingers. Somehow in that moment she became aware of his devotion to his children and her mother and it made her ideal man in her head. One who was the protector, the educator, the smile bringer; that was where the true hero worship came about and she began to watch him more then before.
Helping with her siblings to give her parents a break, she started to see herself as the protector and achieved her first boy shape at age eight. As time went on and she played with neighbors kids or vacationers children, she added to her observations and knew that while boys were a certain way, her father was much more special then them. By age ten she had her chosen boy shape fixed in her mind as who she was and wanted to be, the hero. Her parents spoke with her several times about who she was, but she only grew more determined, seeing that sparkle in her father's eyes which said he could never truly be angry with her. That was when they had the conversation.
Ayr: But sweetheart, why?
Candra: I want to, Daddy. I just want to.
Ayr: But there must be a reason...
Candra: Boys get to do everything.
Ayr: Not everything, Candra, don't fib.
Candra: Okay, not everything, but more then girls do.
Ayr: Like what?
Candra: Roughhouse, climb in shorts, wrestle, skinnydip--
Ayr: Wait -- since when do you know anything about that?
Candra: Daddy! Just some boys at the creek, I surprised them.
Ayr: -serious look- You were spying, Candra. Admit it.
Candra: -furious blushing- Um...maybe. But I can't make it if I don't see it! And it's not like you would want me to ask them nicely either!
Ayr: -stymied- Um...
Candra: Besides they didn't know and when I came through like it was by accident they all squealed and ran off laughing.
Ayr: -silent thought-
Candra: Girls all have to stay near Mommies, boys get to run around loose.
Ayr: That's because little girls are precious, Can, -kisses her forehead affectionately- boys are noisy and trouble. You might be able to look like one, but there are things in your head that will always stop you from being one entirely.
Candra: And they pee all over! Even in the roses!
Ayr: Candra! -tries not to laugh knowing it was the neighbor's kid-
Candra: -frowns, determined- I wanna be a boy. Don't you dare tell me no, Daddy! Please?
Ayr: -sighs- Candra... You know I love you no matter who you look like, your the best child any father could hope for. I would never tell you not to do something unless it was important, you know that. And if I tell you no, it's for reasons you can not understand yet, but you will over time, you have to believe me on this.
Candra: -blushes a tad, but listens completely-
Ayr: I will never hold you back from being who you want to be, my little shiny moon beam, -pulls her onto his lap, cupping her chin in his hands- you make me proud with every discovery, everything you learn and I want you to be happy and smart and complete.
Candra: -holds her breath-
Ayr: So...
Candra: Please Daddy -earnest look, holding both his wrists with big eyes-
Ayr: People are going to make fun of you, for this darling one, they will say things that will hurt because people, especially foolish adults, don't like things that don't fit a pattern. -grins and ruffles her hair which she just grows shorter so he can't do it as much- You now! Boy or girl you couldn't fit in with others if you tried, my little non-conformist!
Candra: -frowns not understanding-
Ayr: Which is why I forbid you to hide that you are a girl, ever. If someone asks you always have to tell the truth.
Candra: Daddy! -oncoming temper-
Ayr: No, Candra Selwyn!
Candra: -eyes widen, shrinks back-
Ayr: This is the only way I will let you do this! In front of your mother especially you have to remain a girl when you are home. And be yourself with us. I need that, especially from you, Candra. You know why?
Candra: -shakes head, confused-
Ayr: How much do I love mommy? What did I tell you?
Candra: You love her to death.
Ayr: Exactly, She is everything to me, I need her like... -clearly old game-
Candra: -smiles and relaxes with the familiarity of it- flowers need sun and rain.
Ayr: Good. And do you think I love trees? And Snickers?
Candra: -frowns not knowing why the cat and trees are in this- Of course. Cause they are part of life.
Ayr: Very good! Put your hair back now before Mommy sees.
Candra: -hair grows back to long tresses obediently-
Ayr: They are natural, part of the earth and all good things come from the earth; food, plants, bugs, water, people, and animals. I love them because they are wildly different, part of the chaos of nature and therefore even more beautiful because no one designed them! And you know Mommy loves flowers, blooms, right?
Candra: -nods- They smell good!
Ayr: And they are pretty, right? No magic makes anything as pretty as nature does, right? Do the pictures look as good as what you eye sees?
Candra: -irritated about that still- No! They don't!
Ayr: Right! And you know what I see when i see you as a girl, when I kiss you goodnight while you sleep?
Candra: -shakes head again, curious now-
Ayr: -drops to a whisper as he leans in- Daddy sees the most precious thing in all the world. Daddy sees -caresses her eyebrows- Mommy's hair and -touched her nose- Daddy's nose...
Candra: -giggles sweetly-
Ayr: -touches her chin- and grandpas chin, and grandma's ears... -playfully-
Candra: -giggles and squirms-
Ayr: and one day we're going to be gone, maybe me first, maybe Mommy.
Candra: -instantly stops, mouth in an 'o' shape-
Ayr: -voices shakes- And Mommy will touch your face and see me in you... Or I will see her in you... And we won't hurt as much knowing you are both of us. -falls silent, staring at her face, one finger tracing her dimple-
Candra: -thoughtful surprise, unable to get the look on his face from her mind, eyes become moist-
Ayr: So I need you to never forget this, Candra. You are perfect to me already as you are, your natural form. You may think you are someone else and you will probably do it when you are not around us, but even in another shape I will remember you as Mommy and love you both very very much.
Candra: -sniffles, clings to her father as he hugs her- I-I promise!
Ayr: -long hug- So that's my decision. Never lie about who you are really, even to yourself. Stay my beautiful child at home. And always obey Mommy and me.
Candra: -nods, her face pressed against his shirt as he holds her tightly-
Ayr: You do that, and I will never object to you being who you think you are, Can, boy or girl. But I'll always love you, no matter what. -wipes away a tear-
Candra: -softly- Yes Daddy, I promise. I love you too!
Ayr: Good girl. -strokes her long red hair like a caress-
Candra: -doesn't object for once, smiles-
Ayr: -grins- If you pee in Mommy's tulips though she'll spank you red.
Candra: -giggles- I won't.
Years later she would ask him if he ever told Mama their conversation and he would admit it, but at the time she only knew he intervened for her from then on, giving her the chance she had asked for as long as she obeyed the rules. She stayed their daughter at home, but outside she was more often a boy, an oddity to most, but tolerated once she proved she could punch in the kidneys as hard as anyone else could. She was the token girl in the group, but outsiders could not tell it. When she got a chance to go to Hogwarts, her father spoke to th Headmaster first, a rather long conversation on her behalf again as he trusted her to figure out who she wanted to be for herself. So when she went to school the teachers all knew about her and had the picture in the teacher's lounge on the wall, both boy and girl.
She was in the girl's dorm, but the teachers simply acknowledged her in class and let her be (with a few exceptions) and she repaid that by working very hard, eager to learn. When asked she always told the truth and her form did not vary by much. There was only one boy she ever was, slowly changing over the years, the girl inside only in the dorm changing naturally, still unhappy with herself, but unable to figure out who she really was inside compared to who she wanted to be and fought for...
-----*-----
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban
-----*-----
-----*-----
NAME/ALIAS Shava
OTHER CHARACTERS Marcos Jimenez, Asher Urquart, Candra Selwyn, Vincent Silver-Moon, Darius Silver, Ayr Selwyn , Taranis Summerby, and the fabled Lindsey Moon.
RP EXPERIENCE? More then you've been alive
RP SAMPLE.
Candra returned home from the muggle bus down the sidewalk cheerfully, slouching in her boy clothes and chattering with her mates about some prank that had been pulled on one of the weaklings in their class. Unknown to her parents, the muggle elementary school they had her attending she had managed to pull off being a boy in. And the others had accepted it after she had gotten into a few scraps over her name sounding "girly" even though it had been used on both boys and girls she was assured by her mother. Arriving back in the village center, she had permission from her parents to wait at one of her classmate's homes till time to be picked up by her mother and that wouldn't be till mum had gotten her little brothers from their school which was closer by home. Jamie and she turned off waving to the others to his house and they went in to say hi to his mum.
Up in his room, she slung her bag on the floor to the side instead of smack in the middle of the floor as he did and they both climbed on the bed as he pulled out his latest computer game and held it up with a grin. "Bloodborn Pathogen Troopers 10! Adrian said it was amazing how the splashes are when you use the plasma..." he rattled off as she nodded and pretended to be as excited. It was maybe challenging to move the characters around and that part was great, but she didn't think the special effects were so hot. As he leaned over, she rolled her eyes and they spent the next half an hour playing the thing as Jamie whooped every time they caused an avalanche of nastiness to explode upwards. As normal, Jamie fell asleep about halfway through it as he suffered from some energy sapping something or other that a healer might have been able to fix, but their muggle doctors were no good at.
It bothered her a bit that she couldn't slip him a potion or something, but her father had given her a long talk about the separation of muggle and wizarding society. Jamie had been a big help in learning more about boy physiology because of his disease however and the fact he could be easily lured into doing stupid stuff like a lot of her boy friends. Even more so was the genuine excitement her mates had for the daring joy of skinny dipping, which had given her an average on anatomy at least. With that in mind, and seeing the great variety of coloration and sizes, she had learned a lot about making her own average looking, though that had changed a bit larger when she had discovered they set great status by size.
Why the flipping thing matter by an inch when it was the smallest part of the body and girls were not THAT big, she didn't get, but whatever.
She was VERY surprised to find out they changed shape on their own! For a week she had been confused about that one till she queried her friend's computer (he had long since disabled his parent's security on his computer) and found her way into a porn site by accident while trying to find the answer. It hadn't taken long to find out why they changed, but the poor GIRL who had that monster used on her-- well she shuddered over that memory! Still, that had also given her a great lesson in variety and function till Jamie got busted for the viruses she had apparently unwittingly brought in by those searches which had ended that. He was still not sure how hackers had gotten into his computer, but she now had a wanker of the appropriate size and could use it the right way, not that she wanted to use it for ALL it's functions!
Still the impressed looks when she peed in Mrs Jones birdbath from the side gate had been worth it. She was definitely become one of the boys.
HOW DID YOU FIND OUR SITE? Oh I've been stuck here awhile
CODE WORD? Can I Slytherin?