Post by dara zaneta reyes on Feb 4, 2022 0:43:01 GMT -5
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biography Dara doesn't remember her parents. At least, not really—she remembers the idea of them, and the occasional snippet of memory that slips through her fingers as soon as she attempts to grab hold. There was her mother's laugh, her father's kind eyes, but not much else. Everything else was gone before she had a chance to remember it. Dara Zaneta Reyes was born the first and only child of Michael and Elyse Reyes. The two had been best friends through much of their time at Hogwarts, despite being two years apart, and married less than a year after Elyse's graduation. Michael was a high-ranking member of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, and Elyse was happy to be a homemaker while the couple tried to start a family of their own. After three years of trying, they were at last graced with a beautiful baby girl. They named her Dara. For the first five years of her life, Dara had what could be considered a normal childhood. Though her parents wanted a big family with plenty of children, it proved that one child was all that fate had in store for them, and even then only for a short time. It was just after Dara's fifth birthday when everything changed. It was a bitingly cold February evening, snow filtering gently through the clouds overhead. Dara had been outside playing while her mother cooked dinner inside and awaited her father's return home from work. Dara had been so focused on building her snowman that she didn't even hear the werewolf's approach. By then, the damage was done. Dara was snatched from the backyard of her family's home by none other than Fenrir Greyback, infamous werewolf of the Second Wizarding War. Dara was taken from her home and Turned, brought to the country house where two other children already resided. Whatever memories of a happy childhood full of love and nurturing Dara might have had to hold on to were quickly replaced with those of her time under Fenrir's thumb. Fenrir ruled his house with an iron fist and never hesitated to punish the children he had taken for indiscretions, no matter how small. The abuse was cruel and horrific and left scars that, even almost twenty years later, still haven't healed. All of the children Fenrir had taken had been Turned, and the transformations Dara underwent were long and excruciating. Dara, easily the most meek of the group, was a constant target of Fenrir's taunts and abuse. Even before being taken from her home, Dara had been a quiet child, but her quiet nature quickly mutated into complete silence. Whenever fear or anxiety gripped her young frame, Dara found that her voice stuck in her throat and left her without even a squeak to voice her thoughts. This only elicited more taunting and ridicule from Fenrir, who viewed her silence was weakness. He was determined to make the children he had taken as strong and cruel as he was, and he was willing to beat the weakness out of them if he had to. The only thing that made Dara's childhood bearable were the other children Fenrir had taken. They quickly formed a family, brothers and sisters that looked after each other. No matter what happened, no matter what Fenrir subjected them to, they had each other. And just when Dara had found comfort in her horrific life, it was torn from her. Fenrir was killed when Dara was ten years old. For a tiny, bright moment, Dara had hope that the nightmare was over, that she would be able to return home with her parents or find a new home with her siblings. Those dreams were dashed almost instantly, however. The Ministry was quick to split them up, sending the children to different corners of the world. The tragedy that was the twisted family Fenrir had built was too tragic and shameful for the British Ministry to stomach, and all they seemed to want was it to be gone so they could forget it. Dara was sent all the way across the Atlantic, away from anything and everything she had ever known. The small semblance of normalcy and comfort she had managed to find in the others that shared her plight was ripped away and replaced with nothing more than fear and anxiety over her future. At least with Fenrir she had known what to expect, had known what would happen. Now she wasn't so sure. In the end, the Ministry elected to send Dara to a magical orphanage in Buenos Aires, Argentina. She was a year and a half away from attending school, but the orphanage was equipped to handle a young werewolf until she came of age. When that time came, it was decided that she would attend Castelbruxo. Their methods of "handling" Dara and her lycanthropy mainly consisted of locking her in the orphanage's basement each full moon, and Dara's time at the orphanage was overall unbearable. Dara spoke no Spanish (nor did she speak for the first eight months she lived in Argentina), nor did anyone take the time to teach her. Dara spent much of her first six months or so not understanding the words of the people around her, and dealing with the repercussions of that not understanding. Even when she did eventually pick up the language, Dara oftentimes found her words sticking in her throat, preventing her from saying a word. On her eleventh birthday, Dara received an acceptance letter to Castelbruxo Castle, the magical school located deep within the Amazon rainforest. Though her time at school was less than wonderful, full of being teased for her silence or for her mutism, anxiety at every turn, and a constant struggle with a language she had never had time to learn, it was not all dark spots. Tobias Ruiz was perhaps the last person anyone would guess would befriend the timid, quiet werewolf a year below him. He was popular, he was sociable, he was truly everything that Dara was not. Against all odds, though, the two formed a bond that went beyond friendship. Tobias took Dara under his wing, and his family welcomed her as one of their own. No adoption papers were ever signed, nor was anything ever made official, but by the summer after her third year, Dara was living with the Ruizes, accepted a one of them and treated like she had always been there. The rest of Dara's time in school was more or less uneventful. Dara's peers were mean and cruel, but the love and acceptance of the Ruizes helped immensely. In the end Dara graduated from Castelbruxo somewhere near the middle of her class. Following graduation Dara bounced between a handful of jobs, not settling anywhere for too long. The news of war in the United Kingdom brought back memories that Dara would have much rather stay buried. Memories of Fenrir, of the years spent under his control, sure, but also memories of her family. Both families, the parents she'd been ripped from and the brothers and sisters she had found. She was warned against returning to her homeland, told of the dangers that followed werewolves everywhere—vampires were killing werewolves everywhere, and the Order and British Ministry were doing nothing to stop them—but Dara found that she was compelled to. With Tobias already in England, it was easy enough for Dara to arrange to return to London and begin searching for her family. What she will find when she arrives in London, or what the future may hold for her, Dara had no way to know, but it is too late for her to back out now. RP SAMPLE EXCUSED | miscellaneous WAND INFO: REDWOOD Pegasus Wing Feather nine and one-quarter inches CHARACTER STRENGTHS:
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MADE BY ★MEULK
DARA ZANETA REYES
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ZODIAC SIGN
♎︎ - LIbra
♎︎ - LIbra
FAVORITE COLOR
#dd3cd8 - Pink/Purple
#dd3cd8 - Pink/Purple
POSTING COLOR
#20d560- Green
#20d560- Green
THE PHYSICAL
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- HEIGHT: 5'7.5"
- DOMINANT HAND: RIGHT
- SCARS: SCAR ON HER NECK FROM BEING TURNED, PLENTY OF OTHERS FROM GREYBACK'S PUNISHMENTS
- TATTOOS: NONE
- BLEMISHES/BIRTHMARKS: NONE
- PIERCINGS: TWO SETS OF EAR PIERCINGS
- PHYSICAL AILMENTS: ANXIETY, SELECTIVE MUTISM, LYCANTHROPY
THE EDUCATIONAL
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- GRADUATING YEAR: 2014
- OWLS: 1 OUTSTANDING, 3 EXCEEDS EXPECTATIONS, 4 ACCEPTABLES, 1 POOR (RETAKEN FOR AN ACCEPTABLE)
- NEWTS: 2 OUTSTANDINGS, 5 EXCEEDS EXPECTATIONS, 1 ACCEPTABLE
- LANGUAGES LEARNED: ENGLISH, SPANISH, PORTUGESE
- FAVORITE CLASSES: HISTORY OF MAGIC, CHARMS
- WORST CLASSES: DIVINATION, TRANSFIGURATION
- EXTRACURRICULARS: N/A
THE FAVORITES
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- FAVORITE FOOD: ELEANOR STEVENS' TAMALES
- FAVORITE DRINK: HOT APPLE CIDER
- FAVORITE ANIMAL: MONARCH BUTTERFLY
- FAVORITE HOBBY: GARDENING
THE ALIGNMENTS
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- MORAL ALIGNMENT: LAWFUL GOOD
- SEXUAL ALIGNMENT: BOTTOM
- MUGGLE ALIGNMENT: 8/10
THE EXTRAS
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- PETS: NONE (THOUGH PLANS ON GETTING A GOLDFISH WHEN SHE HAS HER OWN PLACE)
- NUMBER OF PLACES THEY'VE LIVED: 6 PLACES (HOME WITH PARENTS, GREYBACK'S HOUSE, ORPHANAGE IN BUENOS AIRES, CASTELBRUXO, RUIZ HOUSE, TOBIAS' COUCH)
- FEARS: FENRIR GREYBACK
- ASPIRATIONS: UNKNOWN