OWEN, audrey (Aura Academy.)

Title: OWEN, audrey
Description: Work in progress

Audrey Owen - November 15, 2007 02:02 PM (GMT)

~~OH, LOOK AT THE DAZZLING STARS~~

Alias: Sarawr (Sarah)
Age: Thirteen. (You know it owns you.)
How Did You Find Us? A staff-search at RCR.
Other Characters: None as of yet.

~~FALLING FROM THE SKIES~~

Full Name: Audrey Joan Owen
Nicknames: AJ, Aude, The Illusionist
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
Birthday: November 29
Astrological Sign: Sagittarius
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual (Straight)

Grade: Junior
Clique: Rebel
School Activities: Photography & Newspaper
Power: Illusion - Ability to alter or deceive the perceptions of another. Can be sensory, a light or sound-based effect, or an alteration of mental perceptions.

~~SHINING OH SO BRIGHTLY~~

Personality Traits: Trustworthy, Not Easily-tempered, outgoing, understanding, Trusting

General Personality: Audrey. Audrey Owen. Audrey Joan Owen. Blindly confident in herself, So much ego for such a small girl. Really, I mean, she really thinks she's the shit! I swear. She wouldn't care if the outcome was clearly against her, or the odds were that she'd die if she put one step forward to do something. It doesn't matter to her, her steps aren't numbered, as far as she knows, and they wont be for a while. So, she lives life to it's fullest. "Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero", I believe, is what I mean. Size the day. Put no trust in tomorrow.

I'd suggest not angering her because before even letting herself get angry, she's really angry. See, naturally, Audrey's not really an 'Angry' person. She's laid back, kind, and more sweet. But, if you've crossed her, you've definitely gone way too far. Because if you decide to push her that much, a normal more easily-tempered person would have cracked much earlier, but no. You're insane to push poor Audrey that far. Insane, and suicidal.

So vane. Oh, so vane. To her, her appearance is EVERYTHING. It makes her... well, her. Clothing, sure. she loses the stuff. But, she always finds a way to buy a new whole closet then. She's quite partial to jeans. They're her favorite. Hats as well. She has a hard time, when shopping, finding something she likes. So, it's typical for her to search for hours on end while shopping. Of course, once she's made a purchase, she can't be stopped. See, she knows she loves so many things, so never expect a light shopping trip. See, she's got to buy the whole damn store, doesn't she?

Her major flaw is that no matter who you are. What you've done. Or, well, who you've done, she trusts you without so much as a forethought of what may happen if she does. She is forced, by her own self, to see the best in people. You burned down a building? you definitely had a great reason. Killed somebody? They must have hurt you somehow. She, also, can't say no to any reasonable request. Parties? Of course. Hold this? Sure. Will you do my homework? Okay! She's setting herself up to fall, really. Trusting people, doing whatever they ask... it's only a matter of time until somebody takes advantage of poor AJ.

She's a klutz. What? Want me to say she's graceful? As if! She has landed herself in the emergency room with only her own two feel to blame. She trips, falls, says the wrong things, THEN trips, finds something on the floor then bends down, and causes somebody else to trip. She's a trouble-magnet. Just about anything and everything bad has, or will, happen to this poor girl. It's inevitable. She's broken every single one of her bones at one point or another in her life, including her skill. As I said, a trouble-magnet.

Likes:

Dislikes:

Habits:

Pet Peeves:

~~FLITTING JUST LIKE FIREFLIES~~

Height & Weight: 5"7 & 119 lbs
Piercings/Tattoos: Three piercings on her left ear, two on her right. One on her belly-button, as well.

A tattoo of a butterfly on her right hip, and one of a roaring lion on her lower back.
Picture:
user posted image

Appearance: Standing at a lanky height of Five foot seven would be Audrey Owen. She's not only tall, but thin. Weighs around one hundred and nineteen pounds, really, she's a bit below average. She has long, smooth dark brown hair, but it's usually black. Her hair is something exceedingly important to her.Unless her hair is perfect, she can't leave. She can't go anywhere untill her hair is to her liking. Problems do happen with that, seeing as it may take hours for her to finish her make up, and pick out her outfit for the day.

Speaking of outfits, she's got a billion. She wears short skirts, short shorts, jeans, knee-length skirts, but never ever long skirts. Dresses - yes, she'll wear them. Tank tops, tube tops, pink and black striped over shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a pair of hip-hugging jeans, some sneakers, and a white undershirt, arm warmers, leg warmers. Sneakers, high heels, and purses. Her favorite sunglasses make her look like a bug, yes. She's got a million other things, which I don't feel the need in boring you while writing, so, I'll quickly tell you a few more things. Her parents told her, a while back, that she was going to be the reason for their family going bankrupt. Yes, that was something inevitable, unless she got a job.

Her dark hair lies in layers at her head. At times, she's got this black-brown hair, other times, her hair is golden blond, like normal. Her heart-shaped face is always filled with life, and she usually looks quite inviting. Always a smile on her delicate features. Her eyes are always bright-looking, and she always seems to be in a great mood. Which, well, she isn't always, but it's a good 3/4 of the time.

Freckles aren't too rare on her either. But, they're more on her arm, back, and nose area. Otherwise, her fair skin is quite unblemished. That's an illusion. She gets zits and stuff like any other teenager who loves sugar as much as she does, but, she doesn't let one of them show. While some may use make up, like cover-up, Audrey goes about a different way. A more... magical way.

~~SHOWING THE WAY TO HEAVEN~~

Family Members:
Jonathan Owen - 45/ Accountant
Jennifer Owen (Harpe) - 43/ Surgeon
____ Owen
&& Eighteen && Senior.
Pet(s): Two dogs. A golden retriever by the name of shadow, and a Australian Shepard by the name of Aussie.
Financial Status: Upper class

History: As the second child in the Owen family, Audrey was the last child Jennifer and Jonathan would have. _____ and herself were raised in southern Virginia. Audrey, from a young age of four, Audrey always found herself in something she shouldn't be. See, from that age, she was always climbing on things, walking off by herself, and all that jazz. No, her parents didn't exactly know why their daughter was so danger-seeking, but it was, so they realized later in the girl's life, she didn't seek danger. Danger seemed to love to cling to her. At five, she realized there weren't very many girls in their neighborhood. So, why not? She hung out with boys more than anything from then on, seeing as there were only two teenage girls who found Audrey to be a nuisance, and there were a lot more five-and-six-year-old boys.

Until she was ten, Audrey tried her hardest to fit in. At that point, she realized, she didn't need to do that. So, she cut her hair short, begun just acting like herself. Of course, the crowd she had wanted to hang with, they didn't like the real her. But, her regular home town friends loved that her. She always traveled around with some of them. They found themselves in so much trouble, like danger, when around her. But, that was so much fun for them. She traveled into the woods once, when she was eleven, and she and one of the boys had ended up in the hospital with multiple broken bones. She, throughout her younger days, broke at least one bone every single day of her life. And, so, when her parents got this phone call from an annoyed nurse, they weren't all too anxious after they heard "Audrey's hurt herself again". They had long given up on keeping her from getting herself hurt.

Music always was important to Audrey. She was always, if not reading, or doing something stupid, or getting in danger accidentally, listening to music. Headphones blaring, she enjoyed this a lot. A small portion of her enjoyed singing to her music, but she rarely did around her friends. So, for now, she merely sang to her shower head for now. And, also, with the few Girl friends she had back home, she loved shopping. She actually found her mother's credit card number at the age of eleven. And from that point on, spent time after time just shopping, singing, reading, or doing something dangerous/stupid.

At Thirteen, she began her adrenaline hobbies. Like any other good country girl, she was given an ATV for her birthday. Her parents had decided, after hours and hours of begging, to just give her one. The ground outside was too uneven, anyways. So, Audrey couldn't ride it. Audrey's friends and her complained, while sitting in one of their barns one day. But, when they got up to go home, the ground felt different underneath the hay felt so different. Audrey ran out, stumbling over her feet ungracefully, to the yard. Everything seemed so much more... flat. There were still hills, but those were good. The guys went and got their ATVs, and she got hers. They rode until around nine, until Audrey fell off her bike, inuring herself. Dislocated shoulder, fractured knee, and she had stopped the bike so fast, she went middle-first into the handlebars before she fell, making a large gash in her center. She wasn't the only injured one, so, while she rode on the back of another person's bike, she wasn't the only one in pain. But, while she and the others lie on their beds in the Emergency Room, waiting for the doctor, Audrey noticed something, it wasn't too painful. While she had gauze wrapped around her stomach, she wasn't gasping in pain anymore, and neither were the other guys. That was actually the first two times she used her powers. The first time, she made the ground seem level, but it'd backfired when she accidentally went over an unseen, large rock, and the second time when they were all badly injured, but not gasping in pain because she had made the illusion that they weren't in pain in their mind.

Though, the second the doctor came in to work on their injuries, and Audrey seemed to forget what she had been thinking about ("Just ignore the pain! Just ignore it!") and she began worrying about what stitches may hurt like, she did feel the pain, as did the rest of them. Though, the stitches didn't hurt, like she thought it was, the rest of her body ached. She did have a dislocated shoulder and fractured kneecap.

Then, right before she entered high school, she was invited into Aura Academy, right after her brother was. A confused teen was accepted, and she traveled to New York, where she then went to the mountains and then to the school. It wasn't until then that Audrey knew why she hadn't been in pain back when she was in the emergency room. It was all an illusion. And, she'd kept her friends from being in pain. At that point, Audrey used the power for sillier things. Like... well, facial things. She made it seem as if she didn't have any blemishes, for instance, after a couple lessons. And after a while, Audrey found a group she related with most. “Rebels”, they were called. It was great to be accepted like she was back home, and occasionally, she'd run into ______. (They weren't all too close during their childhoods, but they were still siblings.) But, well, now she was in this Magic school. It's the place she loves, more than back home. Yeah, it's still high school, and yeah, there are still people she doesn't get along with, but otherwise it's awesome. Audrey Owen, of all people, was accepted into this prestigious academy. That just didn't seem right.
</span>~~OH, AND FOR JUST YOU AND I~~

Magic Words: Glittery Soap Bubbles
RP Sample:

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This was so not Aeryn's day. As she reflected on the things that went wrong... practically everything went wrong. First, well, she decides to take a visit to Grimauld place, just to see what was up. She had a load of things on her mind, and one was added when somebody, Aeryn didn't even know who, volunteered her to go around patrolling Hogsmeade. Not the best way she could have spent her Monday.

As she finally agreed, she found out she was going with the one other order member she really didn't talk to. He sort of scared her, to be honest. Mad-eye Moody. And when they finally left, he was already annoyed by her. She had, like she always does, enchanted her shoes to be roller skates, and somehow Moody didn't like the constant skating around. So, by the time the two got to Hogsmeade, Aeryn had crossed her arms against her chest and was walking instead of skating.

Aeryn was very used to the cold, having grown up in a very cold part of Brittan, so she didn't feel very cold outside. And, even though it was snowing quite a bit, she was wearing a white tank top and a pair of low ride jeans. She had her old Gryffindor scarf on, and her long, curly blond hair was laing loosely on her exposed back. On Aeryn's arms, there were arm warmers, multi bright -colored and striped. Her shoes, of course, were a pair of snow boots that had just been disenchanted to be normal once again. She had earmuffs with her, in a backpack she kept at her side at all times, but had just put them on to drown out the sound of Moody talking. Which was pure bliss, in Aeryn's opinion. He was all muffled, and Aeryn could focus on the task at hand.

But, truth be told, Aeryn needed something. A drink, preferably. And, seeing as they were nowhere near The Three Broomsticks, but instead, the Hog's Head, Aeryn shrugged, and walked in front of moody and over to the front door. She didn't care if he followed, she needed the drink and if he didn't come, then she'd just catch up with him later. "I'm going in here, alright Moody?" she told him, not caring if it was 'alright' or not, with him. Honestly, she couldn't care less.

Aeryn's eye was caught by a figure staring at the doorway. Tattoos everywhere, a creepy woman was standing by the bar, a drink in her hand. Aeryn got out of the woman's gaze and sighed, walking up to the bar and ordering herself her own Firewhiskey. She wasn't much of a drinker, but she did like to drink now and again. Especially when a thought of those wretched people who call themselves her parents comes to mind. Yeah, when that happens she usually would just drink, a lot, and forget as much as possible.

Aeryn heard the door open soon after she received her drink. She half expected it to be moody, so she didn't bother turning around. As I've said before, she didn't care whether or not he came in. Really, she couldn't care less if that old prune decided to babysit anymore. Yeah, she understood, they chose Moody probably to just babysit the girl. A fully registered witch that needed Babysitting. Sure.

Aeryn's gaze she was directing at the drink in her hand turned to the girl at the other end of the bar. She was really creepy, in Aeryn's opinion. Aeryn moved her wand from her back pocket to her right-side pocket, just in case she'd need it. She didn't need to be unprepared and have that cost her. She knew she needed to be prepared, and was good at that... Most of the time at least.

Audrey Owen - November 17, 2007 02:19 PM (GMT)

Finished.

I think. Please tell me
if there's anything to fix.

Alice Black - November 17, 2007 04:54 PM (GMT)

Accepted!
Congratulations, you've been placed as a rebel.
You have been placed in the mental abilities class.
You have been placed in the morning cycle.

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