Character Info--Octavia 'Tay, Tavvie, Tavia, T-ster, Throckster, Throckstar, you name it' Throckmorton
Age: 39
Graduation: '96
OWLs/NEWTs:

Charms- O
Transfiguration- A
History of Magic- E
Muggle Studies- A
DADA- E
Care of Magical Creatures- E
Divination- T [was for kicks]


History:

Octavia Throckmorton had a reasonably typical middle-class sort of childhood. Her father is a Halfblood wizard who works in the food industry, writing cookbooks like 'The Explosive Table!' and 'Wizarding Cuisine, With a Bang!', or 'Edible Wall-Hangings and You' and discovering different flavoring agents--lots of Bertie Botts flavors are thanks to him. Her mother is the rather free-spirited owner of a hobby shop, and has had about six careers in other fields, including classical Freudian psychiatry. Tavia and her elder brother Will[oughby] were encouraged to step outside of traditional gender roles and roles in general, with the dubious result that their favorite childhood game involved wearing underwear on their heads and pretending to ambush the family House Elf (employed for pay he didn't want or need and tended to store in his old pillowcase) with Muggle guns.

Both went to Hogwarts without undue fuss. The Throckmortons tended to end up in Ravenclaw, but were something of a drag on the house grade-average, since their intelligence manifested in unorthodox ways. (Oliver Throckmorton, Tavia and Will's dad, was the first to successfully demand a cooking class). Will took to Quidditch with ridiculous fervor, and spent most of his time with his broomstick, happily heedless of euphemisms--he went on to become a broomstick designer.

Tavia came to Hogwarts amidst a rather prank-rich environment. The Weasley twins and Lee Jordan had just arrived, for one thing, and her brother was known for his frequent disruptions in Ravenclaw commons. She spent most of her time as a rather shameless hanger-on after her brother and his friends, stood out in class for her tendency to fall asleep at the worst possible moments (during Snape's welcoming speech, etc.), and her ambition regarding clubs that never got off the ground. She was very friendly, the one known to disrupt the generally quiet Ravenclaw common room, and managed to be friendly to everyone, while simultaneously making the kind of merciless fun of them that only people with witty elder brothers and parents can.

Things turned serious in her third year, and particularly her fourth, what with that Basilisk business, but Seventh Year was unquestionably the worst. Of her frequent Umbridge detentions let it only be said that she retains a deep hatred for kitsch, kittens, and cardigans.

She made it out, but not without a) starting an underground satirical newsletter, which never really got off the ground, B) the tendency to distrust people in power, and c) a very faint scar on the back of one hand, reading 'I will not hex kittens.'

It turned out she'd gotten clear only just in time. She, Will, and their parents kept their heads down during the '97-'98 year, helping other refugees when they could. Their main object was safety, not activism. Tavia once hexed someone during a bit of a melee in Diagon Alley, but she's not actually sure if it was a Death Eater, or what, given all the confusion.

The question of a career, in the wake of Voldemort's fall, was rather open. Her mother suggested journalism. Her father thought she might work for Bertie Bott's. Her brother thought acting might do it.

Tavia decided bartending in a comedy club would be fun.

Her rather loose approach toward human sexuality reached its zenith at this point, and she had a great deal of fun for about a year, then decided, why not, she might try comedy herself. At the time she was dating a 46-year-old comedian, who encouraged her, and she set out to try and make an act out of Octavia Throckmorton.

Her name did not help.

She met with only middling success at first, but ended up establishing herself enough that she got a regular spot on WWN's Comedy Channel. She's known for her profane irreverence and expressive face and voice. At various points, while her comedy career has lingered in stagnant patches, she's done everything from custom-charming Muggle appliances to magical tattoo-artistry to running a small Magical movie-production studio. It hasn't caught on yet, but Throckstar Productions may yet become a big name. Maybe.

She has not, in nearly 40 years, managed to hold onto a steady relationship. She's a very enthusiastic aunt to her brother's two small children, but a bit frightened at the thought of becoming a real adult herself. Not everyone has to, anyway. She has a wide circle of friends and acquaintances, a free-love ethos, and a matter-of-fact vitality that keep her from personal pathos.

She currently lives alone in a little flat on near her parents (her brother and his kids are out in the country--he Floos to work) on Rowling Terrace.

Personality:

Octavia has an outsized personality, so much so that she sometimes loses herself in it. She is above all things a performer. She lives, not so much for attention--but to amuse, herself and others. She also has a sincere streak of interest in learning new things, a great facility for words, and a certain kind of creative fearlessness that's probably her strong point. On the other hand, she's a bit commitment-phobic, chronically late, horribly disorganized, and prone to whims.

When she loves people--mainly her family--she loves them deeply, and would do anything for them. Anyone else can go hang, as far as she's concerned. No Gryffindor-esque loyalty here. More like The Godfather.

Her matter-of-fact approach toward all things emotional sometimes puzzles people. She tends to be rather too honest, has little patience with lies and evasions, and confuses bluntness with simplicity. While intelligent and even intellectually-minded, she has a certain intellectual brashness; she doesn't like to ponder, she'd rather do a test-run. It means some of her business ventures have flopped, not that she really cares.

As far as Octavia is concerned, the purpose of life is Maximum Fun, and the mockery of those who don't realize that.

Appearance:

Brown hair, brown eyes, a kind of sardonic, heavy-jawed face, a few lines around the mouth and eyes--Octavia isn't outstanding. Her body is long and a bit bottom-heavy. Her arms are muscular; boxing is her antidrug (well, her moderatedrug, anyway). Most notably, she moves with enormous energy, dresses haphazardly in casual clothing (t-shirts, buttondowns, jeans, sneakers), and looks like she's dressed casually even when wearing black-tie-quality--it's the way she carries herself. It's almost impossible to take her seriously, and it's almost impossible not to...

OOC Info--
Name & Contact Information: Sam ^.^ with a FEMALE CHARACTER.
Previous Roleplay Experience: Oh, come now.