Post by celeste on Apr 16, 2013 17:49:21 GMT
celeste morgana arcanum
Hey, my name is... Celeste Morgana Arcanum
But most call me... Celeste. I don't really take well to nicknames.
If you want to, you can label me... married. But I'm flattered that you'd take an interest in that.
I've been on this earth for... 35 years
Which means I was born... April 1st, 1978
I'm a... teacher
And only an... Art teacher.
My eyes are... green.
And my hair is... blonde.
One could say... that, due to the Siren blood that runs through my veins, I am a very good-looking woman. I take pride in my appearance, although I know that it isn't everything. This means that I will often make myself up, even if I'm not really going anywhere special. I'm of middling height, roughly 5' 6". I'm slender, and I'll admit that I like my body. I can't help it; I've got a very nice form, and I know it.
I'm normally seen wearing... anything that will accentuate my good looks without making me look whorish.
And I supposedly look like... Charlize Theron
All round, I'm... living proof that not all pureblood sorcerers are supremacists, I guess. I married a human, and had a beautiful daughter, who I love very much, despite not having seen her in a while due to... family matters. I know, it's a horrible excuse. I wanted to come home, I really did, but... not right now. Maybe I'll tell you later. Well, I'll have to, won't I?
I'm a very motherly, maternal sort of person. I take an interest in how others are feeling, and if anything should befall them that is negative, I will always be there to help them pick up the pieces, even if they don't want my help. I can't help it, it's just part of my nature, really. I think that it comes with being the eldest of four siblings, and then going on to have a child of my own. Sometimes, it isn't a good thing, as I can get too emotionally involved with people that I shouldn't. Exhibit A? My husband. I love him and our daughter to death, though, so it's okay. At least, I hope it's okay.
The Siren blood in my line means that I am very beautiful, and hell, do I know it. I'm vain, put plainly. A vain flirt. Even though I only really have eyes for Peter, I'll flirt with almost any guy that's still moving. Even, on occasion, students. So I like to have a little fun in this regard. Sue me.
I'm in love with... my daughter, art, music, my family and magic
Though I detest... getting angry, being pushed away, bad hair/face days, when spells go wrong and the attitude that those with human blood are inferior. Seriously, who came up with that?
But my best assets are... My caring nature and my beauty.
However my worst... the fact that I get too emotionally attached to a situation and my excessive vanity.
And I dream of... seeing a day where a person's blood status doesn't matter.
My life story... This begins in 1978, on April Fool's day. However, even though I was born on this date, I think you'll find that I'm nobody's fool.
Anyway. I was born as the eldest child to Lawrence and Aldara Arcanum, a pureblood wizard and his hybrid wife. When I was six, my sister Esta was born. Then Ivory, when I was eleven. Dylan, seventeen. Anyway. Our upbringing, although strict, was not in any way repressive. Our parents loved us, and cared for us, very well. And we loved them, too. We were raised lovingly, but also with a view to power. We were raised to believe that Pureblood sorcerers, such as ourselves and the rest of our clan, were superior to other, less powerful variants of ourselves. I didn't understand this idea, and I still don't. But, to my great shame, I acted like I did.
Anyway. It happened when I was sixteen. Whilst on a night out, I rifled through the contents of the bag that I had taken with me, only to find that my purse, which I never failed to take out with me, had disappeared without a trace. I searched everywhere for it, even checked with my parents, my companions for the evening, only to hear the same disappointing sentence - "I haven't seen it. Sorry, love." And that was when I realized. It'd been stolen. I panicked, seeing as that was the only money I really had for a while. And, well, there was a lot of it.
I filed a report with the local police. Fairly soon, I was questioned about the possible whereabouts of the wallet by a handsome young man who would eventually become the love of my life. Peter Hearth. It was rather funny, really, how we met - it was straight after a serious interrogation, and... he nonchalantly asked if I wanted to go out for a drink. Even though the unprofessionalism of this question threw me, I accepted, laughing all the while. I couldn't help it; it was just an awfully funny thing to think about. Being asked out by someone who was supposed to be getting you your stuff back.
We went out together, had a few drinks... and then the rest is a bit of a blur. All I remember after that is the blue line that showed on the small, white stick. I was pregnant. Pregnant.
Well, first off; there was no way that it could get out. I was already betrothed to a man I was friends with, but not in love with. If it were to get out, it would cause a scandal. I needed to find Peter. Yes, that was right. Peter would have to take at least a little bit of responsibility and, being the sweet, kind ma that he was, I knew that he would. And he did.
I ran away to stay with Peter until the girl was born, my daughter, our daughter. She was beautiful. We named her Pandora Evelyn Hearth, and I've loved her since I first laid eyes on her. And, even though my lodgings with Peter were never supposed to be permanent... we ended up falling in love. And, so, much to the dismay of my family, we wed.
Everything was perfect for fourteen years. I couldn't possibly have asked for any more than what I had. A wonderful husband, a gorgeous daughter - I had everything.
That was, until Pandora turned fourteen. Everything changed when my father died. I felt the need to return home, to see everyone, to grieve. I left without telling Peter or Pandora, assuming that I would be back before they even knew I'd gone. Unfortunately... that wasn't the case. The family needed me. Esta in particular, so it seemed. I needed to keep the family strong, together. And so, I stayed. I longed to return home, but the need to be with my family was never ending. I couldn't leave them, I couldn't.
Not so long ago, we moved here, to Northvale. I applied for a position at the academy and... well, here I am. I still long for the day that I can see my lovely husband and our stunning, wonderful daughter once more. And it's the thought that someday, I might, that gets me through each day.
I was born to... Lawrence Arcanum and Aldara Arcanum
And also live with... Esta Arcanum, Ivory Arcanum and Dylan Arcanum
Not to mention... Chintz, my black cat. Well, a kitten really. I haven't had her for long.
My ooc name is... Chloe[/color][/blockquote]
And I've been roleplaying... 9 months
The Secret Word is... HALLOWEEEEN~
Here's a little sample...NO. *insert meme here*
