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About iVoldemort

Hello. I'm Kati, or any nickname you want to call me. I love nicknames and have quite a collection.

I'll just list some facts. c:

Basic Info
Alias: Kati
Nicknames: Kitty, Kat, Bunny, it goes on. c: Just don't call me Katie.
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Grade: I'm a college student.
Birthday: Feb 18
Country: US
Timezone: Central

Applesauce. That's the one thing I love the most. Well, that and the Dark Lord. -Kati, in a conversation about pizza.

Favorite
Movie: Julie and Julia or Letters to Juliet
Flower: Lily
Food: Tough one. I just love food period. c:
Book: Julie and Julia by
Book Series: Harry Potter or Charlie Bone
Colour: Green
TV Show: Ooohh hard. Degrassi probably.
Actor: David Bowie (Labyrinth, woo!
Actress: Amy Adams or Ellen Page

Roleplay Info
Years of Roleplaying: 9 years
Contact? YIM - Kankurozuki
General Roleplay Example:
Last night had been eventful to say the least. She wouldn't even have gone if a couple of girls hadn't dared her to go, she wouldn't have even gone. She had seen some students, and one rat, enter through the Whomping Willow, so that's how she knew how to get in. Then, much to her surprise, it turns out one of the students was a werewolf. She hadn't been there for the transformation, so she couldn't tell which one it had been.
It wasn't so much that a werewolf was going to school that bothered her. After all, unless a student (like her) was dumb enough to enter the building, then he was at a safe distance. Sybella ran her fingers through her straight, light brown hair. The bangs were layered oddly, as if cut with a knife, and the rest fell straight down to her mid-back.
She had her head on her other hand, thinking. She noticed one of the students from last night enter the hall. She studied him. Out of the three, he seemed to be the most scared. The Gryffindor thought back to all the times that Remus, she was sure that was his name, had missed class. Her blue-grey eyes widened as she looked at him.
It made sense. Now all that was left was to figure out what to say to him, if anything. A rational person would just let it go. Not Sybella Walker. She had to pry further, know the truth. She debated about just walking up there and asking. But, they might tell Dumbledore, and she'd get in trouble, if not expelled. Though the latter sounded very unlikely.
Finally, her rashness got the best of her, and she started to walk over to the group. She paused when they started to talk, and she shifted a bit, left to right. So they hadn't seen her it seemed. Well, not who she was. They, of course, had seen her. That was clear. She finished her pause and went up to them once again.
"Butter tastes better when it's melted." she said. She didn't have to confront them right out, after all. And, she had seen Remus stare at his toast. "Though, it goes better if you spread the butter around."
Anything else? I have a tattoo of the Deathly Hallows Symbol.
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I've have a pretty rough life really, though I don't talk about it.