Archer, Liliana Sophie(complete)

Full Name :: Liliana Sophie Archer
Nicknames :: Lily, Lils, Ana
Date of Birth :: March 3
Physical Age :: 16
Mental Age :: 16
Species :: Human
Ability’s :: N/A




Height :: 5' 10"
Weight ::[/i] 135 lbs
Hair ::[/i] Dark Brown
Eyes ::[/i] Hazel
Play by ::[/i] Phoebe Tonkin




Likes ::
• Chocolate chip cookies
• Being warm
• Art and Music
• Birds
• Rain
• The color green
• Converse
• The beach
• Hugs
• Family

Dislikes ::
• Coconuts
• Loud noises
• Violence
• Facebook
• Chick Flicks
• Arrogance
• Stupidity
• Cats
• Sadness
• Strong smells(whether they be good or bad)

Strenghts ::
• Intelligent
• Different
• Caring

Weaknesses ::
• Shy
• Too curious
• Loner

Habits/Quirks ::
• Bits lip
• Laughs at inappropriate times

Fears ::
• Losing her family
• She will never find her true love

Secrets ::
• Liliana is a huge closet romantic
• Has a low self esteem

Personality ::
Imaginative and Intuitive: Liliana is a highly creative and imaginative girl. Instead of logic and rationality, she relies on her intuition and imagination to understand things.


Kind and Sensitive: This is perhaps one of the best part of Lilliana's personality traits. Liliana is considered to be a sensitive and generous, understanding, loyal and home loving girl who tends to care a lot for those close to her. In fact, her zodiac sign: Pisces is a sign associated with sacrifices and charities. That is why, she often overlooks her self-interest for the good of others.

Open to New Ideas: Liliana is very open to new ideas, circumstances or any other change that she may encounter in her life.

Impractical: Liliana is often considered to be too ephemeral and sensitive to lead a normal day-to-day life. She is also prone to daydreaming and can sometimes be too idealistic to survive in the material world.

Easygoing and Likable: Liliana can be easily influenced by the people and the environment around her. She is just very gentle by nature, friendly and compassionate. This makes her really popular among her friends and family.

Liliana can be romantic, understanding, trustworthy, sensitive, generous and dreamy. On the flip side, she can sometimes be too gentle and good and thus, people walk all over her. Her idealistic viewpoint of the world may not be shared by people around her and she often finds herself left alone.



Mother ::[/i] Victoria Archer(neé Carey)
Father ::[/i] Justin Archer
Siblings ::[/i] N/A
Other important people ::[/i] N/A
History ::[/i]

It was almost love at first sight, well at least that's what her parents told her. Victoria was a music major and Justin an art major at Carnegie Mellon. They met in a brief run in. Literally. He was late to his next class and ran as fast as he could into dear old Vicky and spilt her coffee all over the two of them. He asked her out for a cup to make up for the one he practically destroyed. She accepted it graciously, thinking that the whole situation was hilarious. They hit it off and soon became a serious couple. Two years after college, Justin proposed and Victoria accepted without hesitation. A little more than a year after their wedding, little Liliana was born and they couldn't be happier.

The family of three was happy living in their small but colorful home that was full of personality. The two were huge believers in individualism and vowed to raise their daughter to be able to express herself in any way possible. They were so worried about her maintaining her uniqueness that when she was four and drew on the wall, they actually praised her and put a frame over the area she drew on.

Although Liliana was happy in her early years, she ran into trouble when she began school. Elementary school wasn't that bad as everyone was young and naive and didn't care much about how weird she dressed. Middle school was when the hell began. Sixth grade she remained blissfully ignorant of the giggles and whispers that followed her. Seventh grade was when it really started. A group of girls approached her nearly everyday and taunted her about her choice of clothing. She endured the bullying but slowly it began to wear her down. She became more reserved and quiet. It got worse in her eighth grade, and freshman year in High School became unbearable due to the bullying she seemed to attract. She lost interest in meeting new people and stayed by herself more often. Her self esteem was greatly affected and she began to tone down her wardrobe. Her parents noticed of course, and after prodding her endlessly for nearly a month finally knew the reason why their daughter's bubbly personality quieted significantly. They made up their mind and decided to move from their small town in Pennsylvania to an even smaller town of Forks, Washington. It was tiny, off the radar, and no one really knew where it was. It was perfect for someone who wanted to start over. Liliana was honestly relieved.

They had waited until Liliana's freshman year was complete until they moved to Forks. They bought a quaint house near the border to the La Push Reservation, and they settled in quickly. September approached quickly and Liliana began her sophomore year of High School. She was extremely nervous, given her track record she wasn't the most confident and being the new girl wasn't much help either. She made sure that she wore an outfit that represented her, but wasn't too over the top. Despite her troubles in school, she refused to let people take down her individualism all the way, and she retained most of her belief that people were each unique in their own special way. As she approached the small school, she took a deep breath. This was her second chance and she would make it count.




Your name ::[/i] Gina
Age ::[/i] 16
Experience ::[/i] Ten to eleven months
Have you read the rules ::[/i] Yes- word- musical




Role Play Sample ::[/i]

From PotterArmy- Character: Charlotte Blair

Charlie huffed as she carried her bag through the busy streets of London. To anyone passing by, she seemed like an ordinary young woman who just came back from a shopping spree. This was half true, as she had just come back from buying many things, what wasn't true was that she was ordinary. She was anything but ordinary actually. She was a witch. A very flustered one at that. She had just finished applying for a job at St.Mungo's and had finished the last minute shopping for all the things she forgot to buy for her new flat in London.

She still couldn't believe it. It had been nearly a week and a half since she ran away from home and the arranged marriage that she would have been in. She vaguely wondered if her parents cared at all that she was gone. She shook her head slightly. She doubted it, and anyway, she was out of their hair, they were out of hers. She hefted the large bags that were in hands and on her arms, wincing a bit at the weight of them. Who knew shopping bags could be so heavy? If she did, she probably would have left half the things she bought. Knowing herself, she probably didn't need half the things she had.

London was so similar, yet so different than Boston. The crowd, for one, was almost the same. Everyone walking about to reach their destinations, and the scenery was very similar. The townhouses along the roads and how the buildings got taller the deeper into London you got. What was very different, though, was obviously the people. In Boston you couldn't tell who was Muggle and who was Magical. They seemed to blend in. Here, It was almost blatantly obvious who were Wizards. This morning, on her way to St. Mungo's, she saw a man in a kilt, a leather jacket, and a top hat... whoever told these people about how Muggles dressed, was seriously misinformed. But being able to differentiate between Wizards and Muggles was very helpful to Charlie, as she had asked many of them directions to Diagon Alley and other places she wouldn't have found on her own.

She kept walking down the streets, trying not to be jostled too much by the other busy pedestrians. A strand of her brown hair annoyingly fell into her eyes and she tried to blow it out of the way. She gave up after it stubbornly did not budge. She huffed once more, and hoped that she would come across her flat soon. She looked around her trying to see if there was anything familiar that she could use to remind herself of where her flat was when she bumped into somebody. Hard. Her bags fell out of her hands as she tumbled to the ground. She looked up and her eyes widened in embarrassment and horror. "Oh my Gosh, I am so sorry! Are you okay? I wasn't watching where I was going! I am so, so sorry!" She said in a rush.