Post by lexocity on Mar 23, 2011 15:45:20 GMT -5
the Life and Lies of
kiran.caroline.bloom
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"Blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life
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Flesh, Blood and Bone
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AGE:[/color]
16
NICKNAMES:[/color]
Kir, B, Bloom, "Factory Girl"
DATE OF BIRTH:[/color]
Febuary 13th
HOUSE:[/color]
Gryffindor
YEAR:[/color]
6th
OCCUPATION:[/color]
none
WAND:[/color]
10 inches|Maple Wood| Veela Hair
BROOM:[/color]
Bloom Factory Quiddich, "Zoom" in black, engraved shaft
SEXUALITY:[/color]
straight
the Parting of the Ways
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LIKES:[/color]
|Arts|Music|Dancing|Shopping|Boys|Popcorn|Purple|Silver|Black|Dressing Up|Romantic Ideals|
DISLIKES:[/color]
|Being Ignored|Hurting Animals|Plots against her|People who underestimate her|Practical Jokes|Nonsense|History|Being Alone|The Dark|The Woods|
STRENGTHS:[/color]
|Fashion|Styling|Quiddich|Drawing|Flirting|Dancing|The Art of Seduction|Grace under pressure|Smelling the blood in the water|Playing Guitar
WEAKNESSES:[/color]
|Shyness about her artistic ability|a sample sale|Winners|Cute boys|Fashion|Mani/Pedis|The high of a new purchase|Quiddich Gear|Beauty Treatments|Music
DEMENTOR:[/color]
My Worst memory had to be when my mother passed away, I remember coming home with my dad, after hanging out with him for the first time at the office. He was so excited to come home and tell my mom about his day. He called for her down stairs, and then we went up stairs, to check if she was asleep. We opened the bedroom door, and he put me down, telling me to wait right there. I was only three, so i didn't follow directions well. I snuck in after him, seeing their crisp clean room a mess, covered in blood, and ransacked. No sign of mom, or my dad. I pushed open the door of their bathroom suite, and saw my dads back, staring off into the far corner, where the tub was behind a wall. I called him, but he didn't answer until the third time, he told me to go play in my room. It was then that I knew something had happened to my mother.
BOGGART:[/color]
Hmm, as far as a big fear, i fear a lot of things. the major one is about love. I fear dying alone. I want to leave an impact on the world, on one specific person, so much that if anything happened to me, they'd feel bad. Basically, I want to fall in love with someone so hard, that they can't be without me.
AMORTENTIA:[/color]
There's this cologne that i love when guys wear, its called Burberry for men. I have a ton of it around me, sprinked on my pillow, in my closet, trunk, everywhere i can. It makes me feel safe.
OVERALL:[/color]
Kiran is a girl of taste, class, and high standards. Brought up by legendary Quiddich player, now owner of Bloom Factory Quiddich gear, the blond is used to the finer things, and was served with the silver platter, and spoon. The teen loves fashion, and is always well dressed for any occasion, She has a great eye for decorating, and a great sense of style. She can transform anyone and anything into something beautiful.
Kiran is not only talented at dressing, but also in the arts too, she's a wonderful artist, both on the canvas, and on the guitar. She'd never ever show anyone her sketchbook, or showcase this remarkable talent, since it was instilled that such things are hobbies, nothing more. Plus, if the school knew she wrote love songs, she'd be ripped of her ice queen crown.
The blond views herself as 'blunt, and helpful". She doesn't realize that what she says can hurt people's feelings, and damage their ego. She feeds off of peoples pain, not only to mask her own, but because she doesn't really know how to react any other way.
The teen an be described as boy crazy. Kiran yearns to love and be loved in return. She begs for attention, and adoration. Any way she can get it, she will. But how far is too far?
the Ancient and most Noble House of Bloom
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MOTHER:[/color]
Adoptive:Carmella Bloom| Biological: Georgia Albredt
FATHER:[/color]
Adoptive:Elias Bloom|Biological:Joseph Albredt
SIBLINGS:[/color]
Biological: Alistair, Alexander, Aaron, Abbott and Anthony
OTHERS:[/color]
Dog: Frankie Bloom
OVERALL:[/color]
It was a tough time for the Albredt Family , Joseph and Gloria, a couple with a large family had just had their second season of bad crops, and on top of that were welcoming a child. The Albredt’s, who already had five children, Alistair, Alexander, Aaron, Abbott and Anthony (all boys) , were expecting a girl, excited as they were, they did not know what to do, they were having trouble providing for their first five, how were they supposed to make ends meet with one more mouth to feed? So, weeks before the baby was born, moments before the clock struck midnight, Gloria and Joseph made the toughest decision they’ve ever had to make. Enter Elias and Carmella Bloom, a wealthy couple residing in Chelsea, England. Elias owned a popular and Stylish Quiddich gear line which encompassed both brooms, pads, balls, and practice wear, known as Bloom Factory Quiddich. They lived a good life, the one thing missing, in Carmella’s eyes, was a child. She was incapable of bearing her own children, because of an accident that had happened in her youth, but longed for a child to spoil, a daughter to show the ways of glamorous living, and instructing her feminine wiles to entice men. After much convincing, Elias agreed to bringing a child into their carefree, no consequences lifestyle. Kiran
After meeting the Albredt family, Elias and Carmella made the preparations to adopt the Albredt girl, Hours of paperwork, and owls later, contacting doctors, lawyers, and even law enforcement, they came to the final decision. The Albredt family would not contact baby Kiran directly until her seventeenth birthday, where Kiran officially became an adult, and could decide for herself if she wanted a relationship with her biological parents. Their names were signed on the documents, unbreakable vows were made, and Kiran, once she was born, officially belonged to the Blooms. On the evening of February 13th, minutes before midnight, Kiran was born. She was cared for away from the Albredt family, who only got a few glimpses of their darling daughter.
Fast forward a couple of years, and Kiran was being raised in a large home in Chelsea, The seven bedroom suite was this little princess’ ivory tower. She was taught everything by her mother, and followed her around like a small puppy dog. The child knew nothing of her adoptive parents, and didn’t know much of her Dad, either. Elias spent much time, in the office, or in the home office, running the company, so he could keep up with Carmella’s spending. Devastation hit the small Bloom family, when Carmella was found dead in a hotel room, a week before Christmas. Elias was unprepared for this shock, and now had to take on the responsibility for a four year old daughter. So, like any man put into his position, he called in the big guns, and got a nanny. Elias didn’t trust just anyone with his baby girl, who had an impossible resemblance to his love, Carmella. Elias grew a distrust with Women.His mother had left him, his sister treated him badly, and apparently his wife had cheated on him, so the only person he trusted to raise his daughter was someone who was a family man.
Kiran was raised by Jude Harrison, a boy, aged 18, who was the head of his family. He had applied for a job at Bloom Factory Quiddich, but Elias saw more then just pushing papers in him. He assigned Jude to Kiran, knowing Jude was the father figure to his family of three, with a sister who was school age, and a mother who worked hard, as well, putting them up in a guest house, on the Bloom property. Jude took a liking to Kiran quickly, Kiran on the other hand, took a while to adjust to Jude, who as mature as he was, was still an 18 year old boy. Eventually, Kiran took to Jude, finding a older brother figure in his tall, gangly self. Kiran came to dislike Jude’s sister,who when she was home on holiday, ‘stole’ Jude from the little blond, but would really just tag along on any adventure Jude was taking Kiran on. Because of Jude, Kiran became interested in Quiddich, and finding herself lost in the woods. Elias was finding himself more and more interested in Kiran’s life. Before, she was just a child to him, there wasn’t much attachment between the two, He started to spend weekends with his daughter, taking her shopping, and things he knew his wife would have liked to see Kiran do.
Kiran spent seven years being raised by Jude, once school came, though, it was a tough adjustment time for Kiran, who was raised very privately, away from other children her age. The blond had trouble reaching out and meeting her friends, who eventually wound up being a group of older girls, who molded Kiran into a mini version of all of them, teaching her how to act, think, and believe she was superior to others, because of her lineage.
Now, Kiran is without her old friends, who graduated from Hogwarts Academy last year, leaving her alone.
at Flourish and Blotts
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What we can call you:[/color]Lex
Time zone:[/color]Eastern
How you found us:[/color]Proboards Support
Best way to contact you:[/color]PM
Kiran ran her fingers through her soft blonde locks. The bun that held them all in at the nape of her neck loosened a bit, bringing itself down a little further. The blond shrugged, and turned to Mike as he joined her in the hallway. “I-i-i-ts fine, r-r-really.” She sighed. “You just need to… um… how do I put this nicely?” she turned to him, looking directly in his eyes. Being 'nice' was always an issue with Kiran. Blunt and direct was always best, but most people preferred to have so much sugar coating on the truth, enough to make anyone diabetic. She would totally make him sleep on the couch, if if weren’t brand new. But it had just arrived today, so that was out of the question. The blond kept her eyes locked on his. She wanted to be angry. She wanted to be upset, and carry on for a bit until he bought her something. But no, she wasn’t going to do that. She was an adult now. So she had to act like one. “Just be careful next time, okay?” she said, a little zing in her voice showed she was annoyed, but at least he didn’t lie and say that Frankie did it.
Looking at him, she tried desperately to sort through her emotions. She was angry, disappointed, and confused on how this all happened. Muttering the spells to clean this room up. She would have never thought in a million years Mike would bring his unclean habits to her pristine sanctuary. Finally finding the time to exhale. She watched the magic bring the Kansas tornado to the pristine state of Munchkin Land. Now it was time to drop the house on the witch-well… wizard… “Mike” she started, calmly. She came back to the door frame. She needed to choose her words wisely. She was pretty sure that saying ‘get your god damn act together’ wasn’t the nicest way to put this… her wording could be, how you say, more eloquent.
Hugging him, she rested her chin on his chest, and sighed, just hugging him. “Please, please, please just try to be cleaner. I’m begging” she cooed quietly. Holding him, she leaned up and gave him another kiss. “For me?” She knew he would comply, Mike loved her, and how hard was it just to pick up after yourself? Not very, so he had no excuse. Letting her arm hang from his shoulders, keeping her face in close proximity with his, just wanting to forget the mess, and just finally, have that time, where they could be, that couple who do nothing all day, but sit tangled up together.
Normally the thought of doing nothing scared her, she didn’t like it. The idea of nothing, was lazy, and reminded her of gross, revolting slobs, that did nothing but sit in a dirty house, and eat, all day long. To Kiran, the idea of eating more than three or four times a day grossed her out. But something about being fat and gross with Mike didn’t bother her, ok, maybe the gross part did, but fat was ok, as long as he was bigger. Smiling up at him, she let go of his body, finding his hand with hers, she tugged him in the general direction of the couch, where she planned on being fat and gross with him, And she didn’t mind one bit.
Looking at him, she tried desperately to sort through her emotions. She was angry, disappointed, and confused on how this all happened. Muttering the spells to clean this room up. She would have never thought in a million years Mike would bring his unclean habits to her pristine sanctuary. Finally finding the time to exhale. She watched the magic bring the Kansas tornado to the pristine state of Munchkin Land. Now it was time to drop the house on the witch-well… wizard… “Mike” she started, calmly. She came back to the door frame. She needed to choose her words wisely. She was pretty sure that saying ‘get your god damn act together’ wasn’t the nicest way to put this… her wording could be, how you say, more eloquent.
Hugging him, she rested her chin on his chest, and sighed, just hugging him. “Please, please, please just try to be cleaner. I’m begging” she cooed quietly. Holding him, she leaned up and gave him another kiss. “For me?” She knew he would comply, Mike loved her, and how hard was it just to pick up after yourself? Not very, so he had no excuse. Letting her arm hang from his shoulders, keeping her face in close proximity with his, just wanting to forget the mess, and just finally, have that time, where they could be, that couple who do nothing all day, but sit tangled up together.
Normally the thought of doing nothing scared her, she didn’t like it. The idea of nothing, was lazy, and reminded her of gross, revolting slobs, that did nothing but sit in a dirty house, and eat, all day long. To Kiran, the idea of eating more than three or four times a day grossed her out. But something about being fat and gross with Mike didn’t bother her, ok, maybe the gross part did, but fat was ok, as long as he was bigger. Smiling up at him, she let go of his body, finding his hand with hers, she tugged him in the general direction of the couch, where she planned on being fat and gross with him, And she didn’t mind one bit.
the Writing on the Wall
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