CHARACTER INFORMATIONFull Name: Émilie Anah Devlin (Pronounced like "
Amy-lee" )
Nickname(s): Amy, Aims, Emily, Emily the Strange, Milly, Emmy, Eyebrows, Devil, Devil Girl, Satan (She will only answer to the first 3, and proper pronunciation of her own name)
Hometown: New York, New York
Age and birthday: 17, February 14th
House and Year: LaLaurie, Grade 12
Electives & Schedule: 1- 7:45-8:30 - Latin
2- 8:35-9:20 - Advanced Potions
3- 9:25-10:10 - Defense Against the Dark Arts
4- 10:15-11:00 - Charms/Wandwork
5- 11:05-11:50 - LUNCH
6- 11:55-12:40 - Spell Theory
7- 12:45-1:30 - Advanced Transfiguration II
8- 1:35-2:20 - Ritual Magic II
9- 2:25-3:10 - Free Period
Wand: 11" Rigid Padauk with a Veela Hair core, stained black.
Boggart: Fire.
Patronus: Her patronus is a Tiger, king of all beasts and protector of the dead.
Animagus Form: A White Bengal tiger, much like her patronus. It's a big fucking scary cat.
Religious Affiliation: Raised LeVeyan Satanist, which does not involve worship of any deity, but rather uses "Satan" as a symbol of carnality and earthly values, of man's inherent nature.
Extracurricular activities: None.
Family/RelationshipsParents: Thomas (Muggle) and Samantha Devlin (Squib)
Extended Family: Three younger sisters, Triplets, 7 years old. Mia, Diana, and Nadia.
Harriet, her grandmother. (Witch)
Familiar: A
silver toyger, by the name of Damien.
Sexuality: Open.
Significant Others: Emilie doesn't so much believe in love. She may have had one or two serious relationships in the past, but as of right now feels like she is much too smart to do such a stupid thing. She's had a lot of flings, and she prefers to spend time with new and exciting people over old flames.
AppearancePB: (
Porphyria Suicide)
Detailed Description: Emilie is 5'9, has pale skin and blue eyes. Petite. Despite her appearance, she takes offense at the word "Goth", preferring not to "buy into" labels. Naturally blonde, her hair is usually charmed an emerald green, but she has taken to charming her hair different colors-- mostly due to her changeability and the current cost of good hair dye.
She shaves her eyebrows down to almost nothing, and paints them on meticulously every morning. Without them she has sort of a Heian appearance. Never goes anywhere without putting on her makeup.
She's collected a large array of piercings (most of them she did herself, the others she got with a fake ID) but has a tendency to get bored and take them out. She may then change her mind again and re-pierce them herself, considering tending to fresh piercings a sort of hobby. Her current piercings include her bridge, septum, snake bites, 1/2" gauges in both ears, and a few hidden extras.
Her wardrobe is a little like something out of Mad Max. She prefers brightly colored, deconstructed garments, mini skirts, ripped stockings and occasionally--goggles. If you wanted to classify her style it could be described as Industrial, Cybergoth, or Rivethead.
PersonalityLikes: lemon ice, cats, NDH, painting, drawing, cute boys, cute girls, tattoos, scarification, art, jell-o cups, herbal tea, self-piercing, flavoured cigarettes, brightly-coloured eye shadow, cruel pranks, whiskey, black-light-reactive anything, night clubs, dyed hair, novels, zombie movies, snow and Demeter's Cologne in "Rain", the 'Dark Arts'
Dislikes: Kraft Singles, American Football, Quodpot, Quodpot cheerleaders, Echinacea, dogs, oatmeal with raisins in it, eggplant, boredom, paisley, hippies, the self-righteous, and most people.
Quirks:-Bi-polar.
-Sadist.
-Raised as a muggle, resents her mother for it.
-Never forgets a favor or a debt owed, writes them down in a personal notebook.
-Draws random doodles on any piece of paper in front of her.
-Loves to humiliate her enemies.
-Incredibly untrusting and cautious-- so she always tries to sit with her back to the wall.
-Despite her hatred of sports, her body is her temple. Emilie wakes up before the sun rises for an hour of yoga.
-Emilie makes extra cash as a DJ at a dance club in lower Manhattan, she also plays for parties.
-Rarely smokes, but when she does she never lights a cigarette close to her face.
-Paints. Her favourite theme is the circles of hell.
-Obsessed with self-betterment and physical beauty.
Secrets:-Loves popular dance music (ie: Britney Spears, Lady Gaga, Black Eyed Peas) It's not necessarily a secret-- but she doesn't like to advertise.
-Accidentally burned her Grandmother's house down, badly injuring herself, and a muggle girl named Lucy.
-Emilie has night terrors, and dreams about the accident frequently.
-Lucy died two years after the accident. Emilie is convinced that Lucy haunts her.
-Terrified of fire, though if you watch her closely enough you can pick up on little things.
What’s in your characters pockets? Emilie rarely wears clothing with pockets that are actually useful, but she does carry a purse. In it you can find: Lipstick, her wand, eyeliner, cigarettes, perfume, lighter, perfume, licorice, notebooks, sketchbooks, eyeshadow.
Strengths: Art, Charms, Counter-curses/spells, Transfiguration, Music,
Weaknesses: Fit but not physically strong (she can pack a wallop but if someone is stronger than her, she is pretty much screwed), Group Assignments ,Wandwork, Violent, Easily frustrated, Bad temper, Rarely sleeps, Bad Boys, Nice Boys
Strongest subject in school: Defense Against the Dark Arts
Weakest subject in school: Flying
One thing she can't live without: Music.
Detailed personality If you were to equate a phrase to Emilie, it would be "Don't feed the bears," or maybe more specifically "Don't feed the tigers." If you are foolish enough to go to do so, you will probably get eaten. Much like her animal counterparts, there is a certain level of wild, unpredictable danger when dealing with her.
Emilie is ruthless, and has no real consideration for what muggle or wizard society would consider "good" or "moral". She has no pity for those she perceives as the weak or the stupid. While incredibly misanthropic, she disguises this with a heavy slathering of charm. She is cunning, and at times incredibly manipulative. She tends to talk down to people when approached. She has no problem using people for her own ends, but would never actually do this to someone she would consider a friend. That being said, Emilie has very few (if any) true friends as she always keeps people at arm's length.
Having been raised in a house-hold where Satanism is the main religion--one would assume that would be the cause of her nature, but this is simply not so. She takes the nine satanic statements and the eleven satanic rules of the earth very seriously.
Still, the girl is just as likely to smile at you in the hallway as she is to trip you.
Emilie is what you would call a "Type A" personality. Easily irritated, incredibly impatient, moody, imbalanced, thrill-seeking and intensely changeable. However, Emilie does not necessarily go out looking for trouble, and she's not constantly breaking the rules. She'll generally keep to herself, usually choosing to noise out with her headphones. She is a great lover of muggle music of all types.
Music and Art are her focus, and she generally spends her free time drawing or painting. Her dorm room is probably covered in murals (on canvas) she paints.
Emilie also spends a significant time people-watching, and pays attention little details other people don't-- as they might be useful in the future. One only needs to worry really if she smiles at them, behind the seemingly harmless expression hides a predator waiting for the optimal moment to strike.
Personal History:Emilie is the first daughter of Thomas and Samantha Devlin, a wealthy couple from Manhattan. Both are incredibly successful in their fields; Thomas is a successful broker on Wall-Street, and Samantha is a big time criminal defense lawyer.
Her parents had busy lives; on weekends they often sent Emilie alone to take the 45-minute train ride from New York City up to Tarrytown, which is just south of her Grandmother's home in Sleepy Hollow.
She hated it, resenting her parents for pawning her off on an old senile woman who seemed to actually think that all problems could be solved with oatmeal cookies.
Emilie eventually befriended a muggle girl of the same age from the other side of the culdesac, and from their friendship's inception they were nearly inseparable.
Lucy and Emilie were two peas in a pod, Emilie always leading the way into trouble--and Lucy always figuring the best way out of it. They never did any real harm, but were the terrors of the neighbours' gardens. Even still, they were good kids, and everyone knew it.
One winter evening, just after Christmas but before the end of vacation, Emilie invited Lucy over for a sleep-over. The two nine year olds were camped out in a small tent in Harriet's living room, trying to out-do each-other with scary stories. This is Emilie's last memory of that night.
Emilie awoke in a hospital, a few days later. According to the fire inspector, someone had left a candle burning during the night. It had toppled over and lit some curtains, eventually setting the whole house aflame. Firefighters had managed to put out the blaze, but the strangest part was that Harriet couldn't remember lighting a candle and Emilie seemed to have only partial memories of what had happened that night.
Lucy never woke up. She remained in intensive care for months, but never opened her eyes. Emilie visited Lucy only once. Lucy's mother was there-- three nurses were required to remove the screaming woman from the collar of the nine year-old's shirt.
Emilie never went to visit Lucy again.
Emilie eventually moved on, making friends in her apartment building and through the therapy centre her parents sent her to. She seemed un-phased over the loss of her best friend, and her parents worried. They tried their best to keep Emilie busy, becoming more attentive--if only slightly.
As a result, she developed dozens of hobbies, becoming obsessed with music and art.
She started painting-- part of art therapy, and was eventually drawn into Graffiti art through some of the muggle children in the therapy centre. Emilie paints HUGE murals on canvas, her favourite theme being the circles of hell. In each of these paintings there is a girl about Emilie's age, somewhat separate from the rest of hell's inhabitants-- a blonde girl in a blue hospital gown.
Soon enough, letters from wizarding schools arrived at her home and she was entered into CCI. Her parents were thrilled. Though maybe her father mores than her mother. All this time, she had raised Emilie as a normal muggle child, not inclined to reveal the deep dark seceret of their magical heritage. The two fought often before Emilie left for NOLA. She threw herself into her studies and her faith (so to speak), always determined to become more disciplined, stronger, smarter.
As a CCI student, Emilie has been a secret menace to her fellow classmates. Years of parentally enforced therapy had certainly paid off, but probably not in the way they had anticipated.
Slowly, she became calculating, manipulative monster. Instead of making friendships, she spent most of her time with other people ruining them. She used people for her own cruel ends, blackmailing them into keeping whatever unsavoury behaviour she might have exhibited a secret.
Her teachers suspected something, and attempted to speak to her about it a few times but she always played the innocent part-- The misunderstood artist, the tortured soul. Her grades were high, and she exhibited a high proficiency level in most of her classes, despite her antisocial behaviour, and her penchant for breaking the dress code-- they could find no more fault with her other than any other normal teenager.
Truth be told, Emilie has become restless. With two years left, she can barely contain herself. It's just a matter of time before her desire for excitement leads her down the wrong road.>
