Out Of Character:Name:Caitlin
Nicknames:Caity
Gender:female
Age:16
How you found Potter's Army:Harry Potter topsites
Any other characters on Potter's Army:No
Anything else:No
In CharacterName:Catalina Annaliese Williams
Nicknames: Cat or Lina
Gender:female
Wizard or Muggle:Wizard
Race: Human
Year AND Age:Sixth; 16
Preferred houses: Slytherin or Ravenclaw
Birthday: December 12, 2004
Canon or Original:Original
Play-by: Megan Fox
Blood Status: Pureblood
Height: About 5'6"
Hair: Long, dark brown, and wavy
Eye colour: Piercing blue
Skin:Usually pale
Other distinguishing features: none
Personality: I can be very shy when you first meet me, but I'm very outspoken about my beliefs and can be almost too blunt. Too many times I 've hurt other peoples' feelings because of something I have said, but I don't really care. They can get over it. I'm not going to change my beliefs for someone else. I can't stand know-it-alls, or anyone that thinks they are better than me. After all, I'm the best.
Skills: Very good at reading expressions, I can tell when people are lying to me, potions, and flying
Weaknesses: Boys, Introducing myself, chocolate
Likes: Boys, Dark Arts, Books
Dislikes: Mudbloods, Spiders, and Incompetence
Motto: Whatever doesn't kill you simply makes you stranger.
Family Information:Background: Although my parents are very loving and protective, they are ridden with shocks of overwhelming pride that has devoured their very souls. They do not approve of Muggles or Mudbloods, thinking of them as an inferior race. Charles and Annaliese Williams are of wealthy families, both having erased every trace of traitors of their blood in their family tree. Fancy parties erupt all of the time at the Williams manor, exciting all of those who feel it necessary to show up.
Short Roleplay: Whatever your normal roleplay length is, don't do a stupidly long roleplay if you usually post a paragraph. Catalina moved aside the burgundy drapes on the left side of her bedroom window. Her blue sapphire eyes zoomed across the many blurred faces of the numerous guests below, tempted to throw something down at the delighted crowd. The incessant parties were bothersome and irritating, for Catalina's parents never allowed her to speak a word unless she was spoken to. One of the rules of being wealthy.
With a sigh, she closed the curtains once more and took another glance at her reflection in the mirror. Her long red dress was dappled with precious rubies and made of the softest silk her mother could find. Her full lips were colored a deep maroon, casting a milky white over her skin.
Catalina did not want to go down to the party, yet there were expectancies of her parents and she could not let them down. Everything depended on her now. She had to prove to every guest that she was meant to be a Pureblood, even if she didn't truly believe it.