♥ CORNER, noreen maeve

[NOREEN MAEVE CORNER]

NOREEN MAEVE CORNER
“ I see, you see, ain’t no more honey from this bee”

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TOTALLY TWO-FACED
you,you,you

NAME: Jess
AGE: 17
EXPERIENCE: 5 years
HOW DID YOU FIND US: Advert
WHY THIS CHARACTER?: I needed someone the opposite of Ghislaine.
WILL YOU KEEP US ALIVE?: Der!

READ ME LIKE A BOOK
the basics of your character

FULL NAME: Noreen Maeve Corner
NAME ORIGIN:

i. Noreen – “It’s Gaelic in origin, tying into the fact that my mother’s 2/3’s Irish, and it means light, or honor. I suppose this reflects myself and my sister. I’m probably the lighter of the two of us, always partying and causing a commotion when I get off my face at family parties, but I suppose it’s what separates me from Marlene. I suppose I can be sweet and ‘light’ sometimes, but that’s only around my family or my boyfriends.”
ii. Maeve – “Again, this name’s Celtic, and it means ‘joy’ It’s also the name of an early queen of Connaught, so my mom was just going to town with the Irishness on me when I was the first born. My mum’s so silly.”
iii. Corner - “My last name. It stands for the intersection of 2 walls in a building?”

AGE: Twenty-four
BIRTHDAY: July 3rd
AFFILIATION: Order Supporter
BLOOD STATUS: Half
MARRITAL STATUS: SINGLE TO MINGLE!

CAN’T RESIST WHO’S STARING BACK
the gorgeous appearance

EYES:

“Bright intimidating blue, like the Indian summer sky we’re having right now. They’re bloody awesome, if I can say so myself. I’m pretty much in like with the crystalline quality of them, though in the light they kind of tend to disappear, which gets a little creepy at times. Otherwise, I think they’re beautiful.”

FACE SHAPE:

“Short and ovular, like of fey like in appearance if I do say so myself, with my mother’s high cheekbones and my father’s pouty lips. My cheeks are thin, but not gaunt, giving good shape to my face if I do say so myself. Don’t tell me my ears stick out a little at the sides! I already know!”

HAIR:

“BROWN. Not black like you lot keep saying, Jesus. It’s down to about the ends of my shoulder blades, layered, nothing too fancy. It’s usually wavy because I’m far too lazy to actually do anything with it in the morning. I’m not the ridiculously girly twin, have you noticed?”

BODY TYPE:

“Thin as a bat, with pronounced hips and a nice body shape. I tend not to show it off with my loosely fitted clothes, but I tend to blow people away when I make a conscious effort to look ‘sexy’ and make the men drool at the clubs, which I’m ridiculously good at, as you’ll find out.”

HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5’9 & ˝ , 135 lbs.
PLAY-BY: Teela Cull

LEAVE THE BOURBON ON THE SHELF
the shining personality

LIKES:

i. being respected
ii. Order members & supporters
iii. liquor
iv. nicotine
v. strong willed people
vi. determination and ambition in people
vii. romance
viii. bravery
ix. Being a witch
x. the unusual
xi. adventure
xii. thunderstorms
xiii. the occult
xiv. Autumn and winter
xv. rain
xvi. Midnight walks through London
xvii. fashion
xviii. Being a twin [it’s uber fun]
xix. Having her family to fall back on
xx. modeling on the muggle side
xxi. Being in love [while it lasts]
xxii. Anything crazy

DISLIKES:

i. gossip
ii. Being disrespected
iii being known as the ‘party twin’
iv. Being compared to her sister
v. being almost the only of her friends not married & expecting
vi. art, especially paintings
vii. incompetence
viii. Settling down
ix. Mundane life
x. the type A personality types
xi. staying one place too long
xii. loud music.
xiii. failure
xiv. Concerts!
xv. making mistakes
xvi. Purebloods
xvii. Summer. It’s far too hot.
xviii. Playing games of any kind!
xix. mornings
xx. men who lack the ability to be romantic
xxi. being forced to do anything

QUIRKS:

i. Mirror Identical twin sister to Marlene
ii. The ‘party girl’ of her friends
iii. Constantly in a state of undress when she's home.
iv. A pack a day smoker
v. Sometimes too optimistic
vi. Loves to not sleep for days.

WEAKNESSES:

i. Too nice to people
ii. Easily taken advantage of
iii. Falls hard for her every boyfriend
iv. Heartbroken too easily
v. Hatred of mundane life
vi. Can’t seem to settle down.

STRENGTHS:

i. Dynamic persona
ii. Outgoing to a fault
iii. Loves to make new friends
iv. In love with being in love
v. Can’t stay away from people
vi. Strong sense of herself.

FEARS:

i. Never finding true love
ii. Loosing her family
iii. Disappointing her parents
iv. Breaking someone’s heart
v. Loosing her job
vi. Never having a family

GOALS:

i. Get married, have a child
ii. Have at least one whirlwind romance
iii. Eventually get famous with her modeling
iv. Escape the label of ‘halfblood’
v. Keep away from the people from her class
vi. Separate herself from her sister at least once, just to see.

ERISED:

“I want a husband and a family so bad it kills me. All of my friends have settled down and are having children, and regardless of the risks and implications of settling down that scare the shit out of me, I can’t seem to shake the jealousy at my friends with babies and husbands they love. I want that so badly for myself.”

DEMENTOR:

“There was this one time where Marlene was hurt, and I was scared to death. See, we’d been playing in the woods near our house in the East side of Stratford Shire. We thought we’d be quick and climb up the tree to scare Michael. We were climbing, giggling and laughing the entire time like the seven year olds we were at our master plan, while gloating about how good of climbers we were, once again thanks to our big brother Michael. We’d gotten reasonably far up the tree when the branches got too big for our little hands, but we kept going, just because, you know, we could do whatever even if we were tiny and couldn’t really afford to be climbing up such things at the time. However, our elation at the possibility at scaring the ba-jesus out of Michael was broken by my sister slipping and gripping onto possibly the fattest branch on the entire stupid tree. Now, I can say I was terrified as I tried to grip onto my sister’s just as tiny hands, seeing the look of pure and utter terror on the face that was a mirror image of mine, as I so desperately tried to pull her back onto the branch with me, while scrabbling to keep myself on the stupid thing. Marlene actually ended up falling, knocking her head on a root and knocking herself out. I almost fell down myself trying to get to her, yet again scaring myself senseless as I scrabbled down, terrified to my bones for my little sister by two minutes. When I got down she was completely knocked out, and I panicked like no other. Needless to say I was scared out of my mind, and instead met Michael up the path, crying my eyes out and begging him to come and help Marlene. Seriously, I could almost feel my head hurting in the same place she’d hit hers, it was a ridiculous thing to end up happening from a childish game. We got scolded so badly by our father when Marlene was awake, and we couldn’t go out by ourselves alone again until we were like twelve. That little incident scared the hell out of my poor mother and father, I’d never do that again to them on any purpose of my own.

“I suppose I was just scared I’d loose my only twin sister for some reason, and I suppose it’s the whole ‘other half’ thing coming into place yet again as so many twins would have to say. We still have nightmares about it, and then laugh about it later even though it really wasn’t all that funny. Marlene ended up getting sutures or something, and a potion to re-grow the portion of her skull that had broken when she fell. Thankfully there wasn’t any swelling or anything in her head from the collision, but we’ll just blame that on the rock hard hereditary Corner head, as my Father would say. “

PATRONUS:

“Definitely when I met my ex-fiancé, David.

“He was a muggle from France, and a complete and utter romantic. We met while I was on break with Marlene and Dahlia, as a present to her for graduating and all that good stuff. Never would I have figured that having sister time would’ve ended up in a whirlwind romance for me. David was a waiter at a restaurant just under our hotel on the muggle side of France, we wanted to avoid magic and just get away as much as possible, with a dashing smile and an even better beautiful accent. He knew how to romance a girl too, bringing roses and lilies when he first came to our room to ask me to dinner on the Seine. Honestly, I was smitten from the moment he came to my door, fumbling on English with a bouquet on his arm, before he finally smiled so silly and just said ‘a date?’. I contemplated, with my sisters of course, telling him no after he left [I told him I’d have to think about it], before they finally convinced me there was no harm in one little date with a smitten muggle man. I knew French anyway, so it wasn’t like dating him would be all that excruciatingly hard or something like that. Little did we know that our two months in France would end up with two months of me dating David, and eventually becoming his fiancé just before I left. Naturally, he promised he’d come to England to meet my parents and brother, but I felt a nagging guilt that I still hadn’t told him I was a witch just yet.

“The week came where he came to visit my family, and I’d told them he didn’t know, so they were on their best behavior. The week went well. My family loved the little Frenchmen with the beautiful smile and enviable affection for their sister, but I still hadn’t told him. So, the end of our week came, and I quietly took David aside and told him outright what I was. His reaction wasn’t as favorable as I would’ve wished. He began raging that I hadn’t been upfront with him, that he couldn’t deal with the difference, and ended it right there. Naturally, I tried to console him, wanting badly to marry the man I was so helplessly love sick over, but he would have none of it.

“We now talk occasionally, but our time together was possibly the best two months I’ve ever had. If I could’ve had another chance, I think I would’ve forced it to work.”

MOVING WITHOUT A CARE
the dramatic past.

MOTHER:

“My mum’s name is Stephanie. She’s a trite, powerful little thing at 5’7, with my hair but brown eyes. We all look exactly like her except we twins have dad’s eyes and more outstanding facial features.”

FATHER:

“Daddy! He’s my favorite. Basically, I look nothing like him except for I have his lips, hair and eyes, and that’s about it. The rest of me is just like my mum and it’s cute. Their both pretty much don’t stand out. Dad’s like 6’2” though. Hooray for Daddy’s height!”

SIBLINGS:

i. Micheal – “Butt face.”
ii. Marlene – “Twinnie!”
iii. Dahlia - “Douche.”

CHILDREN: N/A
OTHER: None worth mentioning.

ACCIO! HISTORY:

“I was born on July 3rd in Mundagoes hospital, two minutes before my baby sister Marlene. We were two sweet babies with a sprinkling of dark hair and blue eyes, two bundles of joy to be brought home at once. The doctors at once did tests, and told my mother she had two Mirror-Image Identical twins on her hands, meaning that the little freckle on the side of my left hand is the same freckle on the side of Marlene’s right, etc. Through-out our childhood we were dressed in matching outfits, with matching hairstyles and the works. My mother was so thrilled to seemingly have two of the very same person, but Merlin was she mistaken. I was, from the moment I could walk, the wild twin. I was always climbing on top of things, formulating plans with my sister and brother to cause havoc, while Marlene was constantly trying to calm me and get me to shush about my wild plans. My mother did well with it, though, simply telling me that if I didn’t want to be the ‘evil’ twin, I’d have to stop these sorts of thing. Needless to say, that scared me a lot, being thought of as the evil one, so I calmed down considerably before I was ten years old. But even then I’d still go in the back with my brother’s full size broom and zoom around like I knew what I was doing before my brother hexed me off of it. Ruining all my fun, always.

"Otherwise, my family life was great. I love my siblings, always will, even though I seriously wanted to choke them all at one time or another. Michael got on my nerves being too mother-hen like with us when Mother wasn't around, and Dahlia just kind of seemed lost in the choas we all created around her. The poor little thing didn't know what chaos she was being brought into when she was born, we always laughed about that when we were old enough to realize what hell it had to be to grow up with the rest of us. Seriously. What with Marlene and I being crazy constantly, me sliding down banisters and busting my eyebrow at least four times, and Michael trying to get us to knock it off constantly. Merlin. She probably hated us. The roudy bunch of people we were. But, we were only kids, what do you expect, you know? It was an enjoyable childhood. Our parents allowed us to be children while trying to teach us manners and things, which eventually worked its way into our little minds.


“My Hogwarts letter came as expected when I was eleven, along with Marlene’s, and we were equally as excited as scared. We’d never been separated before, and we were convinced that in school we’d be split up due to the differences in our personalities, and that scared us to death. Being away from one’s best friend since birth kind of does that to a person. Anyway, our worries were for nothing. We were on the train to Hogwarts together, and sorted into Ravenclaw together. Our teachers weren’t’ as thrilled as we were, as we continually switched seats and things just to confuse and abuse them. It worked most of the time, until the teachers began to realized we were mirror image twins instead of just identical and began to tell the difference. It was a real blast while it lasted, though. We both passed our classes with Honors, but the gaps between us began to grow as we stopped dressing a like. I preferred looser fitting, boyish clothes while Marlene seemed to enjoy wearing girlish clothes that fit to her thin body like a glove, that sort of thing. Her hair was longer, and always curled, while mine was short and constantly hexed pin straight. But that sort of thing only helped our friends and Professors, who’d always had trouble before hand. Graduation followed not long after, and we left the place with high hopes for the future.

"We split up for a little while, us two and the family. We were looking for our own way in the world, mostly a way to make a comfortable living within the city we'd always loved, London. Of course, it took a good chunk of our saved money to buy our first apartment together, but we did it, and it was all ours. Needless to say, our parents weren't happy that we'd moved out at the tender ages of nineteen, as my mother still considered up 'babies' until we were at least twenty. She couldn't deny that we'd found a good way, though, living in London and working good, steady jobs in order to keep the place we'd bought on our own. It wasn't anything huge, though, we'd always done things together, it was just that this time were by ourselves, and there was no mum and dad to clean, cook or anything like that. A reality check happened quickly, and we soon began to spend weekends at home or clubbing, just so we could actually be home some days to clean and use the appliances so that they wouldn't get out of use. Honestly, those first few years were magic. I lived the life of a city rat, living and loving at a fast pace, gaining boyfriends just as quickly as getting rid of them, living up my new status as independent from my parents.

“I had no idea what Marlene wanted to do, but I's always wanted to model. I’d always read muggle fashion magazines, and loved what they did. So, I decided I’d go to London and make a name for myself. It didn’t come easily. I was working as a waitress while posing in my spare time, living with my sister. It was almost two years later when I was actually signed and began to be paid for what I did instead of trading for clothes and other things. Soon enough I was traveling and had my own apartment, my very own money, the works. IT was amazing how my five minutes arrived, but I was loving it. Amid my whirlwind romances and other things, that is. Anyway, life’s always been sort of crazy to me, and I’ve begun to party more and more often when I’m not at home lounging in my skivvies just because I can. My newest goal is to get a husband and have a child, finally settling down like I’ve always wanted.

“Here’s to hoping!’

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