Post by Vasilissa Ozeara on Jul 23, 2010 7:19:08 GMT -5
VASILISSAOZEARA
" Look at me hypnotized and half alive, maybe it's four or five.
Some parts are sleeping, some parts are paralyzed.
Just one more minute.. just one more minute.. I think I'm almost in it.
Television, television.
Give me tits and politicians.
Give me death and demolition.
Give me glamour and sedition.
Television. "
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i reached out, fell short
NOW YOU'RE HURT, TOO MANY WORDS
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i reached out, fell short
NOW YOU'RE HURT, TOO MANY WORDS
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NAME: Vasilissa (Lissa) Ozeara
AGE: nineteen
OCCUPATION: Photographer, Daily Prophet
DOB: September 19th
POB: Perth, Western Australia
SCHOOLING: Woolongong Academy of Magic
WAND: NA
PATRONUS: Dingo
BOGGART: an ugly reflection
ANIMAGUS: Dingo
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breaking the silence
I FELT IT, BLED IT, SCREAMED IT
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breaking the silence
I FELT IT, BLED IT, SCREAMED IT
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PERSONALITY: Vasilissa's a little spoilt, but now out on her own, and having to fend for herself, she's a little more self reliant and likes her solitude apart from her parents. She's just a fun-loving girl, especially if that fun includes causing strife. When it comes to her photography, she's borderline obsessive, and if anyone touches her stuff, or puts her off, they'd better run because they'll see a side of this usually poised young woman that they'd never thought was there.
There are times when Lissa retreats into herself, missing her family andd friends back in Australia. Especially her twin brother, Lukasz. They have always been incredibly close, and Vasilissa's decision to move to the other side of the world was hard on both of them, mentally, emotionally and physically.
LIKES:
[-] photography
[-] her camera
[-] a good night out
[-] walking
[-] shopping
[-] flying
[-] guys
[-] good chocolate
[-] herself
[-] a good book
DISLIKES:
[-] 'Bad Hair Days'
[-] ruined pictures
[-] no attention
[-] that cheap chocolate that people rave about (ick!)
[-] cheap cameras that take crappy pictures
APPEARANCE:
Height: 5'7"
Eye colour: Dark Brown
Hair colour: Medium Brown
Complexion: Olive with warm undertones
Build: Slim with curves in all the right places.
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it only gets worse
AND IT KILLS ME WATCHING ME
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it only gets worse
AND IT KILLS ME WATCHING ME
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MOTHER: Viktoria Ozeara (Thasolovich) [42]
FATHER: Rufus Ozeara [43]
SIBLINGS: Lukasz Ozeara [19]
HISTORY: Vasilissa Ozeara was born at 12:35am, on September 19th, in their mother's bedroom on the Ozeara family estate in a Wizarding community in Perth Western Australia, 5 minutes before her twin brother Lukasz. The twins were completely inseperable from birth, they even wouldn't sleep apart from each other, and had to be placed in the same crib every night.
Even as they grew up, they slept in the same room, Lissa sometimes even slipping into her brother's bed after they'd been left alone for the night. Their parents tried seperating them, giving them seperate bedrooms in different wings of the house, but they'd always find them together in the morning. But when they reached school age (12 in Australia) they were forced to sleep apart in the school dorms, and that causeed the split their parents had been hoping for. But during the day, in all their classes, at meal and break times, they walked together, read together, did homework together, ate together. Inseperable again.
When they graduated, Vasilissa and Lukasz took a year off to travel together around Europe. While in the UK, Lissa fell in love with the landscapes and the different Wizarding communities dotted around the place. Coming back to Australia, Lissa missed the greenery of the UK country, and she often spoke about going back. An incredibly hot summer sealed the deal, and Lissa made the desicion to move... without Lukasz, who had to stay in Perth to start his course at the Crawley Academy of Advanced Magic.
On arrival in the UK, Lissa was offered a job at the Daily Prophet as a photographer. She had already sent an application and samples before she left Perth. She's settling in, and being sooooo far away from Lukasz is hard on her, but she's managing.
BEHIND THE FACE/SECRETS: Surprisingly, this girl doesn't really have any secrets worth mentioning!
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too angry for us to survive
I USED TOO MANY WORDS TONIGHT
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too angry for us to survive
I USED TOO MANY WORDS TONIGHT
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OOC NAME: Jade!
AGE: twenty
CONTACT: PM, Email: jadielou@live.com.au, MSN: gryffgal@hotmail.com
RP SAMPLE:Vasilissa turned from her almost full suitcase to turn to look at her brother who was sitting on her bed.
"Luke, please, don't make this harder than it already is!" she moaned desperately. Being apart from her twin was going to be hard enough, without him making her feel guilty for going.
"I just want to know why. Why you're leaving me. Liss, why can't you just stay put, come to Crawley with me. You're an Ozeara, they'll accept you late." The man stood up to his full 6'3", standing half a foot taller than his sister, who was five minutes older. He wrapped his long ars around her, enveloping her in a hug.
Lissa sighed, and slid her arms around Lukasz, burying her face into his shoulder, so he couldn't see her cry, though she knew he knew she was. He was too. They were connected like that. One time she dislocated her shoulder when she was knocked off her broom in a Quidditch match and Lukasz's shoulder swelled and developed and ugly bruise just like hers. She looked up to his face, seeing tears in his dark eyes as well.
"You knew this day would come. We both did. One day we'd have to go seperate ways. Maybe the parents were right to try and keep us apart so days like this wouldn't be this hard."
Luke shook his head. "Nah, they just did that because they were jealous, I still say. Because together we don't need them, and they do't like that."
Lissa let out a teary laugh, and squeezed her brother tight. "Can I finish packing? I promise I'll write everyday... and send you pictures. We'll try and make it like we're still together..."
Lukasz nodded and slowly, reluctantly let go of his sister, and sat back down on her massive four poster bed, watching her finish her packing.
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this application template by
jade of makinAscene
if you steal i'll send my nasty
flying monkey after you!
lyrics by the uber rocking
sick puppies it's their
song too many words
color gradient from
tektek.org
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