anon_tracey @ 2009-04-22T21:52:00

2009-04-23T04:54:14Z

TRACEY DAVIS

"A storm is brewing here right by my side/I've tried all sorts of disguises/I hope he cannot do wrong within my sight."
-Lacuna Coil "Hyperfast"

About You:
Name: Sari
LJ/IJ Name: lilithnaamah/lilithnaamah
Y!M username: korinoumi
AIM username: lamia863
Other messenger names: N/A
Email: lilithnaamah@gmail.com
Location (Time Zone): Arizona (MST/PDT)

About Your Character:
Character: Tracey Davis
Brief Physical Description: (include PB choice if you have one) Small and slight, with dark hair, porcelain skin and deep blue eyes. She has an upturned nose and a haughty look etched onto her features.
PB: Natalie Dormer

Brief Personality Description:Tracey is a bitter young woman. The war had put her on edge to begin with, being a half blood in a den of vipers wasn't easy, and she attached herself to those with power who could help her as much as possible and by any means possible. Even worse than that, her parents, fearing persecution from the death eater left Britain in the middle of her seventh year, and she hasn't heard from them since, leaving her penniless.

Tracey hates easily and never trusts anyone. She hides anything she's feeling behind a cruel smile, and is more than likely to sink her claws in deep and leave people bleeding. She's also horribly prideful, which sometimes gets in the way of her getting enough money to survive. She hopes to get comfortable, so that she can stop pandering to people, not that she does that very well.

It's also worth mentioning that Tracey has no love for muggleborns. She thinks they're exactly what her fellow Slytherin bretheren thinks they are. This is probably because of her father, but she hates her mother for ruining her bloodline, because Tracey feels that it's she who is being punished for it.

Brief History of your character: (minimum of 2-3 paragraphs though more is love!) Tracey was born to a very pure family, on her mother’s side. Unfortunately, her mother had married her muggle-born father, and Fiona had been promptly disowned by her family. Tracey grew up in a lower middle-class family therefore, because her parents were far too proud to ask for help in getting better jobs or in money. This pride in their family and in themselves was the only real lesson Tracey ever acquired from her parents, and it shows in her haughty nature and her absolute refusal to ask people for help, even when she desperately needs it.

At Hogwarts, Tracey mostly stayed in the background. She was barely tolerated due to her blood status and constantly had to pander to Pansy Parkinson up until her sixth year. In her sixth year, she discovered not only that she was considered quite beautiful, but that men wanted her. She used this to her advantage and gained power in the Slytherin house through the use of sex. This is where another fundamental belief of Tracey’s was formed. That sex was all about power and all about control. Ever since, she has refused to let anyone dominate her fully and always managed to stay in control.

Her parents abandoned her for greener pastures during the war, deciding to save her father over her. Since then, she’s never trusted anyone. After the war, she spent about six months working for Madam Rosemerta at The Three Broomsticks. Work was steady, if annoying, and she had a place to sleep and food to eat, so she had few complaints. However, when the politics took a turn for the worse, Tracey said the wrong thing one day, and she was let go because of it, leaving her to fend for herself.

Since then, Tracey has been down in London, working in various pubs for a few months a time before inevitably getting fired for being unable to keep her mouth shut. She gets enough to get by, but only just, and she's just waiting for the day when she gets into too much trouble.

Character Sheet: Tracey Davis

2007-08-26T02:28:01Z

Player Info:
Name: Sari
Personal LJ: lilithnaamah
AIM and/or YiM: korinoumi
Email: lilithnaamah@gmail.com
Time Zone/Location: Arizona time
Availability for Playing: days and nights, though not likely Tuesday or Thursday nights til October

Basics

Name: Tracey Davis
Nicknames: Trace, whore, if you're really stupid
Age: 22
Birthday: May 25, 1980
Astrological Sign: Gemini
Bloodline: Half
Gender: Female
Wand: 12" yew, unicorn hair
House: Slytherin
Year that character finished Hogwarts: 1998
Patronus:
Affiliations/Memberships: Slytherin, Inquisitorial Squad

Health

Eyesight: Sharp as a hawks, tends to notice small details well and then use them to destroy you.
Hearing: Equally sharp.
Left/Right/Ambi: Right
Disabilities/Handicaps: She suffers from no disabilities. Other than insufferable pride anyway.
Physical Health: Right now? Malnourished, too thin by half and starting to show signs of other problems like constant anemia and a tendency to get sick rather easily. She needs to eat a lot more. Also has aborted a child since getting out of Hogwarts, and since she used home remedies to do it on her weakened body, it’s just made things worse.

Psychology

IQ: As though she would submit to any sort of muggle testing. High though, undoubtedly.
Extrovert/Introvert: Highly introverted. Tracey is rather prone to mistrust.
Phobias/Fears: She’s been brought down so low that she’s already living her greatest fears. The only thing that could make it worse would be to die without pulling herself out of it. She also has a thing against spiders.
Mental Health: Can anyone possibly say unstable? Paranoid, horribly depressed, prone to bouts of self-hatred, she’s not doing terribly well.

Personality

Goals/Dreams: It once was to be a writer, but right now, it’s to actually have a life that isn’t completely destitute.
Likes: A warm bed, her own place, her own things, a hot shower or even better, a hot bath, money, people who don’t judge her for being a half-blood or a slytherin. Really, she’s forgotten what she used to like in favor of necessity.
Dislikes: Spiders, rancid rooms, being forced to do things she really doesn’t want to do, men, contraceptive potion, money, not having money, sex.
First Impression: A little sickly, more than a little mean and horribly proud. Probably not someone you’d want to go near unless you absolutely had to.

Family

Parents: Allistair and Fiona Davis
Spouse: None
Children: None
Siblings: None
Pets: She had a cat once, but it died.

Background

Occupation: Currently? Prostitute, but she doesn’t want it to stay that way.
Education: Through the seventh year of Hogwarts, took her Newts, for all the good that it did her.
Home: She’s been living in and out of seedy hotels for the past three or so years, she doesn’t have one.
Finance: Non-existent
Personal History: Tracey was born to a very pure family, on her mother’s side. Unfortunately, her mother had married her muggle-born father, and Fiona had been promptly disowned by her family. Tracey grew up in a lower middle-class family therefore, because her parents were far too proud to ask for help in getting better jobs or in money. This pride in their family and in themselves was the only real lesson Tracey ever acquired from her parents, and it shows in her haughty nature and her absolute refusal to ask people for help, even when she desperately needs it.

At Hogwarts, Tracey mostly stayed in the background. She was barely tolerated due to her blood status and constantly had to pander to Pansy Parkinson up until her sixth year. In her sixth year, she discovered not only that she was considered quite beautiful, but that men wanted her. She used this to her advantage and gained power in the Slytherin house through the use of sex. This is where another fundamental belief of Tracey’s was formed. That sex was all about power and all about control. Ever since, she has refused to let anyone dominate her fully and always managed to stay in control. She’s never once had sex just for the pleasure of it, or because she loved someone, mostly because she’s never loved anyone besides herself.

Her parents abandoned her for greener pastures during the war, deciding to save her father over her. Since then, she’s never trusted anyone. After the war, she spent about six months working for Madam Rosemerta at The Three Broomsticks. Work was steady, if annoying, and she had a place to sleep and food to eat, so she had few complaints. However, when the economy took a turn for the worse, she was let go and suddenly had to fend for herself.

Tracey went to London after that and managed to work at a few pubs for awhile, but she couldn’t make enough to make ends meet. Her clothes got increasingly rattier and her appearance more and more unkempt due to the inability to afford basic necessities, and she was let go soon after that due to her unacceptable appearance. As she was walking home that day, a man offered her two hundred quid to sleep with her, and she took him up on his offer, closing her eyes and gritting her teeth as the man fucked her against the wall in a back alley. After that point, Tracey used her sway over men to get money instead of power.

Unfortunately, things just got worse and worse. She couldn’t keep up with demand, and she money was all too quickly spent sleeping in hotel rooms, as she got thinner and thinner and her appearance got worse and worse, she was offered less and less money.

When she begins to feel the call for Annwn, she’s at her wits end.
Losses during the war: Besides her parents, any source of support in the world and her faith in humanity? Nothing.

Academia and Career

Excellent/Good/Mediocre/Poor Student? She was a decent student, scoring well on her OWLs and fairly on her NEWTs, not that it did her any good.
Good at Job? Very good at her job. Now, if only she didn’t hate her job.
Does this character's performance accurately reflect their intelligence? Yes, because she generally comes off as shrewd and manipulative. People know they’re dealing with a smart woman… and a heinous bitch.
Most talented in: She was most talented in Potions and Defense against the dark arts
Struggles with: She struggles with Transfiguration. Otherwise, her clothes would look better.
Favourite class during Hogwarts years: Potions and Astronmy
Favourite instructor: Professor Sinistra
Other magical oddities/abilities: None to speak of.

Appearance

Weight: 110
Height: 5’4
Eyes: Crystal clear Blue
Hair: Dark, long and curly when healthy, a little lank right now
Face & Complexion: Alabaster skin all the way down. Though she looks a little sallow right now.
Build: Skinny, should be slender.
Defining Marks: Her eyes.
Dress Style: She used to like finer things, more expensive clothes. Now, she’ll wear whatever’s handy and doesn’t have too many holes in it.
Possessions always on this person: Her wand, a vial of contraceptive potion, what little money she has, and a knife, just in case.
Manner of Speech: Haughty and little drawling. She tends to speak in complicated phrases and with words most people don’t understand. She thinks it’s fun that way.
Manner of Movement: She still moves with an inner grace that comes only from either complete confidence or complete apathy. Hard to say which.

Romantic

Marital Status: Single
Ever Had sex: Most obviously
Sexual Preference: Men, though she’s ready to just go celibate
Turn ons: Power games, strong bodies, intelligence, rough sex, control.
Turn offs: Loss of control, fat, ugly men, bland sex.
Past Relationships: The word relationship escapes Tracey, she’s had run ins with several men, including Zach Smith but she’s never committed to anyone.

Morality

Ever been drunk: Yes, quite often in fact.
Lied to a boyfriend: Never had a boyfriend to lie to
Cheated on a boyfriend: See above
Gotten into a fight: Many times
Innocent or guilty: She doesn’t think in such blasé terms.
Been a hypocrite in the past: Yes. Will she admit it? Probably not.
Opinion on the Dark Arts: Could be useful. She keeps a few spells in her back pocket for worst case scenarios.
Opinion of Voldemort: Doesn’t really care. Her world would be no btter if he had won than if he had lost.

Favorites

Person: Herself
Animal: Cat
Book:
Colour: Blue
Drink: Whatever is strongest
Food: She would kill for some good old fashioned fish and chips right now.
Flower: Dahlia
Music: Gothic Metal, when she can listen to it.
Scent: Her, after a very long shower. Nothing like feeling and smelling clean.
Thing To Do: Sleep, right now.

Least Favorite

Person: Her Parents
Animal: Dogs, she doesn’t understand blind loyalty.
Book: None
Color: Orange
Drink: Sweet things
Food: She loves food too much to hate anything that could keep her alive.
Flower: Roses, completely cliché
Music: Happy, romantic music
Scent: Sex filled sheets.
Thing To Do: Fuck random strangers for a few quid. </lj>