Your Nickname: Dlee
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Full Character Name: Jeanine Roux
Character Birthday & Age: December 3, 1985 - 23 years old
City & Country of Birth: a Veela society in Southern France
Blood Purity: Halfblood
Alma Mater: Beauxbatons

Job (If any): Reporter for Witch Weekly
Type of Creature: Half-Veela
Are they Registered with the Ministry of Magic?: Yes

Are they considered a 'Dark' Creature?: No
If yes, What crimes have they committed to earn this title:

Are you currently under pursuit by the Ministry of Magic for these crimes?: No

Wand: 9", Apple, Veela Hair

Physical Description: Was there any choice, with her parentage, that Jeanine could be anything less than  devastatingly beautiful? Her cupid bow lips are never without a slick, fresh coat of red paint, her lashes are always darkened to frame cat-like gray-green eyes, and her hair is the tumbling mass of sungold blonde commonly found in love poems.  She has slim legs that go for miles, an aristocratically straight nose, and clear, smooth skin. Simply put, her flaws—and they are many—are not physical.

Her robes are  never black—why anyone would want to traipse around dressed like a dementor is beyond her—and instead are flashy, vibrant colors—effervescent magenta, screaming turquoise and glowing lavender. She shuns muggle styles as being drab and uninspiring, and fully embraces wizarding fashion. She decks herself out like a magpie when it comes to shiny things, and enjoys making an impact with her appearance. She jingles and chimes with every step, and destests being outshone by anyone.


Personality Description: Jeanine is stunning—the kind of stop-your-heart-in-your-throat-gorgeous that Helen of Troy must have once been, but to say it's only skin deep would be an understatement. Flighty, self-centered, and fickle, Jeanie is playful, easily distracted and unable to be serious about anything. She's somewhat childishly simple and childishly selfish. She's utterly unbothered by the consequences of her actions, hasn't spared a thought for another person in her life, and solves most of her problems with a pouty lower lip and a flutter of her extraordinary eyelashes. If she has a redeeming trait, is that she is without malice. She can only ever seem to sustain a single emotion at once, and one that isn't centered on her own self never lasts long. She can be resentful, she can be jealous—and often is—and she can be ruthlessly unkind, but her yearning for drama is borne of superficiality rather than ill intent. She doesn't cause trouble to hurt people, she causes it because it's exciting.

She craves attention and always has.  She's all passion and artifice of the sort only someone without depth can manage. In her way, she's charming and completely fun—the sort of indulgent, addictive, empty-caloried, uncomplicated rush of sinful chocolate cake and raspberry cream. Style without substance. Simple, basic, easy—but like any indulgence, the sort of addiction she encourages can be sickening after too much. Flashy, vibrant pleasure about sums up how Jeanine lives her life. She positively exudes the sultry temptation of excess at its most attractive.

She's a terrible witch. She possess neither the concentration nor innate intelligence and desire to succeed necessary, and never has. Her days at Hogwarts were mostly spent trying to charm pretty Quidditch Captains into taking her to Madame Puddifoot's instead of studying, and it shows. In her defense, some measure of this is caused by the healthy dose of magic she got from her mother, temperamental and not entirely compatible with wizard's magic. But it serves to prove a point: Jeanie doesn't like to work hard, and success measured by letters on paper is irrelevant and not worthy of respect to her.


History: SPEED SUMMARY: Rich, Quidditch-team-owning daddy married a bloodsucking trophy wife, went to Paris, got charmed by a veela. Jeanine was raised by veela for the first 8 years, wizard magic showed up, hopped over to Daddy who spoiled her rotten. Stepmummy hated her, siblings were 'eh' and Hogwarts was HARD and she was bad at it (temperamental veela magic + lack of desire to try or care)—got through by charming others to do things for her and failing tests. Now a reporter for Witch Weekly! Woo!

EXTENDED: Jeanine Roux had something of a Snow White past—without the prince and without the sympathy Snow White usually deserves. Her father, Thibaut, had more galleons than any man would know what to do with, and was a handsome, effervescent businesswizard who owned and managed one of the most successful Quidditch teams in the league.  He was blindingly rich, inclined to do whatever he liked, and when his young, ambitious assistant sidled up next to him, he divorced his first wife, and married the young woman named Maylene. She was a nasty piece of work who indulged her older husband only when she had to, ignored him for the most part, and enjoyed the security of being fabulously wealthy and able to drop Galleons like they were knuts.

Until Thibaut's business took him abroad to Paris.

One of the veela he was contracting to be present at a publicity event—predominately to encourage male fans to buy as much Quidditch paraphernalia as they could—decided he was quite attractive and charmed him (literally) into her bed. Thibaut was particularly sensitive to her charm and nine months later, Jeanine was born. There was a huge fallout, and a raging scandal, of course, and Maylene, humiliated and infuriated, resurrected some of her old cunning and ambition that had landed her the wedding ring, and she mustered all of it in an all out war against not only Jeanine's mother, but veela entirely. French papers ran warnings, English papers included petitions to make the use of a veela's charm illegal, and while it all came to little more than great deal of trouble for anyone suspected of veela ancestry and no lasting legislation, it planted the seeds for a very, very strong grudge on the part of the Parisian veela.

Jeanine was not, it is important to note, raised by humans for the first eight years of her life. For all that the veela had being status in the wizarding world; they were not and never will be human. Their beliefs, their teachings, their attitudes and their culture are vastly different. Sensuous and wild, temperamental and superficial, Jeanine was raised to believe her inherent Veela magic was a given right, and using it to get what she wanted was only natural, and manipulation wasn't wrong—it was a way of life. And all the while, her mother nursed a long grudge. Her mother kept her around because she'd never had a child and thought it might be amusing, but the feelings of love and family were never emphasized in the society that encouraged excess and personal pleasure.

And when, a few weeks after turning eight, Jeanine's wizarding magic began to manifest, her mother decided it was about time to cause some overdue trouble for Maylene.

So Jeanine's beautiful hair was curled into babydoll ringlets, she was dressed in a spotless white pinafore trimmed with lace and ribbon with shiny, patent black shoes with bows on the toes, and was sent, with a unicorn doll clutched in one hand and a trembling lower lip, to her father's front door. She charmed him utterly, related with fat tears the story she had been told to recite, about how her mama was dead and she was so scared, and life in the household was never the same.

Thibaut spoiled her rotten, far above and over his other children. She was his pretty girl, his princess, his lost little girl who he had years to make up for. And when her selfish, tempertantric ways tossed the household into chaos, it was Thibaut who soothed, because after all, the poor little girl had been raised by wild beings, of course it was going to take time for her to adapt to the wizarding world. Maylene found herself taking second place, more and more, to the new light of Thibaut's life, and her allowance dwindled as Jeanine's grew. Her siblings resented her at first, but Jeanine was willing to share her spoils so long as she had as much as she wanted,  and they warmed to her eventually, even if she exasperates them to no end more often than not. Her younger brother is probably the only soul in the world Jeanine would say she genuinely loves—only a few months behind her, he's a practical, resilient soul who has slapped sense into her (literally, more often than not) more than a few times.

"Beauxbatons was hell for Jeanine, though there are few who would realize it. Spoiled rotten, she hated the difficult work demanded of her, and hated even more how, well, boring it was. She spent the next seven years charming people into doing all the hard work for her, failing miserably at magic and spending far more time flirting with the winged horse riding team and dreaming of going to fancy balls than doing anything productive. The only classes she had any semblance of success in were dance and etiquette. There was some huff and fuss about her attending Beauxbatons while her half-siblings attended Hogwarts (particularly given the costs), but her father supported the decision because of his daughter’s ‘delicate’ nature and France being her native home. She returned to England for the summers.

Jeanine returned to her father’s home after graduation (which she barely managed) because of boredom with the refined, well-mannered classmates she had spent time with. For awhile, she did little but shop and flit about like a merry socialite, sidling up to her father’s Quidditch team players and getting them to shower attention on her. It was those particular antics that brought her to the attention of the Witch Weekly editor, who had been trying to get gossip on a close-mouthed Beater for some time, with little success. She approached Jeanine about doing interviews, and when Jeanine hemmed and hawed—why on earth would she want to work?—the…’perks’ that came with being associated with the Wizarding World’s number one magazine for Witches held immense appeal. Interviews with dashing young wizards and witches (Jeanine isn't particular) who would otherwise ignore a pretty socialite, getting fashionable robes before anyone else from young, new designers who want in the slick pages, and a pretty allowance that not even stepmummy dearest—who controls more and more of Thibaut’s money as the man ages—could touch. She doesn’t usually write her own articles, it must be confessed, some assistant or an enchanted quill does that for her. She merely uses charm and…persuasion…to get (or create) the scandalous sort of news her readers want.
She has found, much to her surprise, that she enjoys her job, as it’s hardly work, and she gets as much attention from it as the people she writes about. It eases her ennui, and she gets to talk about clothes and beauty potions, and she loves that people want her opinion on such things. More than one article has included note of “Our very own dashing reportwitch, Jeanine Roux…"

Of course, she has gotten in trouble from time to time for treating her job more like an amusing hobby—which it is—but her style guides and the stories she is uniquely suited to wriggling out are popular enough with readers that her editor has made exasperated exceptions for her.

Writing Sample:

Sum up your character in one paragraph: A sultry half-veela with a face like Helen of Troy, Jeanine is well on her way to being just as notorious a troublemaker. Flighty, self-centered, and fickle, she's a completely inept witch with a smile like sin and a disinclination towards hard work. Flashy, fun, and uncomplicated, she's selfish and superficial and comes with the same sort of indulgent, addictive, empty-caloried rush of the most decadent of desserts.

Character Name: Jeanine Roux
Age: 23
Please provide a link to their Application: http://www.absitomen.com/index.php?topic=9981.msg75114#msg75114
Do any of your other Characters have Special Abilities?: Yes
If Yes, then Please provide their name and a link to their bio: Vladlena Savitskaya  (Tournament Character) - Animagus
 
Special Ability: Veela Charm
What level is this ability at?: Advanced
At what age did your character gain this ability?: Birth
How did they learn or hone this ability?: Jeanine was raised and taught in a veela society from birth. The whole community had something of a stake in her training, as the actions of her stepmother impacted all of them negatively, and they aren't exactly the most even-tempered and forgiving race. She was taught, drilled, and tutored from day one in how to make her charm work, and she had the benefit of a whole population of teachers unencumbered with ethical considerations about her magic's use. When her wizarding magic "came in" so to speak, it wreaked a bit of havoc with her veela magic, but by the time she was eleven, both had settled into their places. Since she attended Beauxbatons and her father and his family (who believed her mother dead) were still in England, she was still able to receive tutelage from the local population, though after a certain point, it simply became practice.
Describe how the Special Ability influences their life.  What do they use it for?: What doesn't she use it for? Jeanine doesn't want people becoming immune to her, of course, so she doesn't use it all the time, but it certainly comes in handy during a pinch (and Jeanie's definition of a 'pinch' is pretty lax). Private party that the usual eyelash fluttering can't get her into? A little push will do it. Bachelor Auror of the Year a little reluctant to talk to the press? Oh darling, won't you just have one cup of tea and tell me about your life? She craves attention like an addict, and when normal measures aren't enough, she'll use her charm to get it. She isn't particularly ethical about her use—her formative years were spent with the veela, who have a distinctly different moral view than their wizard and witch counterparts.
Write a description of what happens when your character is exhibiting this Special Ability: Jeanine is as much of a master as a non-full blooded veela can be. She certainly isn't as strong as a full veela, and nor does she have the acute control that a full veela would, but what she does have is nothing to sneeze at. Jeanine's veela magic is as strong, if not stronger, than her wizarding magic—which may account for her  general atrocity at even simple spellworks and her ability to keep her charm in check most of the time. And good thing, because without it she would have never made it through school.

She has enough control to roughly vary how much she's using (ie; a little or a lot, but not much in between), but regardless, will gradually get stronger and stronger until it's in full force the longer she tries to sustain it. As a half-veela, she can't maintain that low-level impact for longer than a minute or two.  Her charm is augmented by touch, her voice and by dancing, but the opportunity to dance and explain it away rarely comes up (you don't want to be in a ballroom with her!) It affects people differently—exposure, sexual orientation, and the element of surprise are important factors.  

At her lowest strength, it starts like a hum in the blood, giddy and bubbly. Warm, pleasant, childish and playful. She immediately becomes more beautiful, more desirable, more perfect in the eyes of those her charm affects. At her strongest, the charm can be downright primal, sliding a seductive haze over intellect and tapping into raw sensuality and desire. What happens at that point depends on the person's more base personality and instinct and how in touch they are of it. She can't really control her radius, though typically the stronger the force she puts in, the smaller its impact radius.  

As for how she feels—purely sensual. She's never been a big fan of thought over emotion, and she revels in the rawness of her ability. Even though it drains her, she feels like she feeds off of the attention like a flower and sunlight, which can lead to her overexerting herself if she lets it go too far. Pulling her charm full force exhausts her.