Calliope Grace Riley nee Browne
She prefers Calliope to any nicknames.
May 27th, 1863
Chestnut, 10 3/4", dragon heartstring, firm
Upper, risen from middle
- Augustus Browne - Father, born 1822, owner of Browne Shoes
Her father spends a lot of time working, and Calliope has never been his favourite, so they are not particularly close. As a girl, she only really cared when new things were bought for her.
Aurelia Browne nÃe Hebb - Mother, born 1837, housewife
An alumna of Slytherin, Calliope shares far more in common with her mother, particularly in personality, and has always gotten on better with her than with her father.
Sampson Browne - Half-brother, born 1854, manager of Browne Shoes
(Married to Beatrice Browne.) With such an age difference, Calliope has never spent a great deal of time with her half-brother.
Chastity Pettigrew nÃe Browne - Sister, born 1860, wife
(Married to Thom Pettigrew.) Chastity is the sister to whom Calliope is closest, and being older, the only one she looks up to. They share the ambition of Sltherin, and seeing Chastity's rise to the upper class through marriage only made it clearer to Calliope that she ought to do the same. And do it better.
Odira Browne - Sister, born 1865, Ravenclaw
Calliope and Odira have never seen eye-to-eye. On anything. Being her first younger sister, she is permitted to feel disdain, and certainly contempt for the Ravenclaw's bookish ways. If Odira had been at all interested in fashion or marriage, they might have been able to hold civilised conversations, but as it is... not likely!
Gideon Browne - Brother, born 1865, Ravenclaw
Oh, Gideon. Calliope has known for years that he is a hopeless case. Being so like his twin, and even sorted into Ravenclaw too, he is too bookish and awkward to be able to socialise properly, which Calliope thinks is ridiculous. However, for the most part, she tends to ignore his existence rather than waste breath criticising him.
Loretta Browne - Sister, born 1867, Hufflepuff
The mere fact that Loretta is a Hufflepuff says it all. Calliope cannot bear her naive nature, and thinks of her sister as far too soft to seek out any success for herself. On the other hand, she is easy to win arguments against, and a small redeeming feature lies in her little sister's faint eye for fashion.
Pruedence Browne - Sister, born 1872, witch
Prue has taught Calliope how annoying children are. She would have been tolerable had she been anything like a little lady, but no. It as if the little rascal is always so savage just to irritate her more! The teasing from both ends has never been especially well-meant here. It is obvious they have a Gryffindor in the family.
Daniel Riley - Husband, born 1845, deceased
A former Slytherin, she and Daniel had similar opinions and values and even ruthlessness, which made it easy enough to get along. A widower, he married Calliope in the summer of 1882, and was a prominent Ministry figure, the Head of the Department of International Magical Cooperation. However, his ambition led him astray, and a plot of his backfired. Whilst he looked a hero, having lost a leg and the future looking bleak, Calliope decided she had got what she'd wanted. Daniel died on the 26th of December, 1882.
Morgana Riley - Step-daughter, born 1872, witch
The same age as Prue, Morgana is not so intolerable as Prue, save for the fact that she is not even related to Calliope by blood. If there was something Calliope could do without, it would be having step-children... but she cannot. The girls spend a great deal of time visiting family members and playing with other children. Morgana, at least, is quiet and sensible enough not to get in the way, though her maturity scares Calliope a little.
Gwyndion Riley - Step-daughter, born 1876, witch
Gwyndion was always spoilt by Daniel, which was all well and good while he was alive. Calliope can't quite stand her (which may be hypocritical, considering the characteristics reflected in her) because she can be such a brat, but she will still usually give the girl what she wants, if only to shut her up.
- Calliope inherited the unusual height of women in her family, though she is not awfully tall as Odira, at least. She is pleased to still have a nice figure, though, ample bosom and well-defined waist giving her noticeable curves, always accentuated with an uncomfortably tight corset. She cares about fashion, and has quite an eye for it, if she does say so herself. Therefore, she will not wear out dresses any more than necessary, and spends a great deal of her time choosing hats and gloves, shoes and even fans. She also takes great care with her hair; like the rest of her family, it is a dark brown, rather thick, and naturally curly, and she will wear it up in the most elaborate fashion her lady's maid can manage. Though she makes every effort to look elegant and attractive, Calliope detests the shape of her face, sure it is too round and heart-shaped, her cheeks and chin too prominent to be perfect. Nevertheless, she makes up for it with full lips and cool blue-green eyes, but there tends to be a deliberate haughtiness in her expression. She is right-handed.
- A second daughter in a loving yet unremarkable middle-class family, Calliope was well looked after, but never spoilt rotten. She began life following in Chastity's footsteps - literally - and soon enough the younger siblings followed. As a child, she learned to read and write without incident, and spent much of her time engaging in fairytales. She liked the stories and the outcomes, if not so much the heroines of them, and even from these her early ambitions arose. What wouldn't she give to be a princess, with a castle and a pretty ballgown, sudden riches and a handsome prince?
It didn't take too many years to see that you couldn't gain everything from nothing, even with magic in the world, and that there were people who were better off, other children that had more. And Calliope wanted. But life had its limits, and they were all too clear.
By the time she got to Hogwarts, no one was surprised at her being sorted into Slytherin. She made a few friends fast, and turned others against those she did not like, turned up her nose at the lower classes and fought to be noticed by the upper. Friends were useful even then, for helping do homework, for asking favours, for giggling about other people behind their backs. Calliope prided herself on not relying too closely on anyone, of course, because she didn't want to need these friends - and she certainly didn't truly like them. Nevertheless, making connections would serve her well, she knew.
She didn't try hard in lessons; doing badly because there was no need to do well was a far better outlook than trying and being terrible, anyways (or so Calliope would snidely tell many a Hufflepuff)... and to grow up, attend a few balls and hold a few conversations before getting married hardly required seven outstanding NEWTs, now did? She did, however, learn a useful thing or two despite never slaving over homework, and by the time she graduated in 1881, she had plans for her future.
[IN GAME DEVELOPMENTS]
After a first season as a debutante with no lasting progress - save the few highlights of being free to spend days shopping and paying social calls - Calliope was feeling mildly dejected. Indeed, her thoughts even turned to the idea of a love potion; it would be a risk, but might be just what was needed to secure a high-ranking Ministry official with a large fortune and strong reputation in want of a wife (or not). But Calliope did not have to doubt herself, for by the turn of the year and the start of 1882, Mr. Daniel Riley had come a-calling. And he was perfect. Granted, marginally older than she'd predicted, and she hadn't considered the thought of step-children, but otherwise... perfect. She certainly warmed to the idea even more when lavish gifts were bestowed upon her, jewellery and a harp - for music remains a dear pastime - and despite the Spring hitch of the Hogsmeade Trail Calliope had been forcibly drafted into, the August wedding eventually came and went in something of a blur.
Having adapted well to her new life, things took a turn for the worse in December. In was unfortunate, to say the least, but Daniel's scheme became publicised as a 'dreadful accident at the Ministry' and her husband became a sort of hero. But the explosion was not what it seemed on the surface, and was only going to cause more trouble. Calliope had to act. With her husband - now missing a leg - confined to a bed and resentment for his stupidity and how things had turned out, she felt obliged. What if he ended up in Azkaban? There would be suspicion around it, and it could lead to that! But a dead man... no one would suspect a martyr. Clearly, it was doing him, the girls, and everyone a kindness. Daniel died on the 26th December.
And Calliope was pregnant. Now all she needs to inherit the majority of her husband's fortune is for the baby to be a boy... is that too much to ask for?
Sample Roleplay Post:
- One thing must be understood: Calliope puts herself first, above anyone or anything. She is protective of her own, and strives for success, judging by material wealth, influence and power. She has always been ambitious, and her determination and shrewdness help her along. Indeed, her ambitions overtake her, and imbue her with other vices; vanity, arrogance, greed. She simply wants to be as good as everyone else, and then better. Calliope is often cold, manipulative and deceitful, but she isn't as transparent as that. She is very painstaking about her social circles and socialising, and is a rather good conversationalist, if mildly self-absorbed. Still, she will be cheerful and involved and sugar-sweet if she has to, as long as there is an end to the means. She may never have excelled in classes, but that isn't to say she isn't clever: she is capable of cool logic and drawn-out planning, and sees nothing wrong in her methods. No method is beyond or below her, as long as she maintains a flawless reputation and self-image.
Quote:The lesson seemed to be sinking in. She began to breathe more easily as Loretta's discomfort became clearer. She could see the gears turning in her sister's mind, and she fought her own furious expression with a smug smile. Nevertheless, she wouldn't forget this, and one day, if Loretta ever started courting something, who knew? Perhaps she'd remind her of this.
"Just sorry?" Calliope questioned, keeping her tone slightly incredulous. She wasn't shouting any longer, and she supposed she could have stopped while she was ahead - she had obviously won - but something in her spurred her on, to see what else she could get out of her poor pathetic little sister. After all, she did deserve a better apology than that! And then Loretta might take the whole summer to make it up to her...
"Well, don't cry!" She snapped hastily, hoping no one was listening at the door or in the immediate vicinity (not that it mattered, the whole household might've heard her shrieking) to realise that Loretta was now in tears. Everyone would blame Calliope, rather than the Hufflepuff's softness that was clearly at fault. Situation reversed, she would be seething rather than sobbing, whether or not she was in the wrong. She drifted a hand across the strings of the harp, trying to drown out the whimpering in favour of the pretty melody.
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Oh, gosh, I'll change her birthday to May; that would make her a 7th year, right? Hopefully that's okay... xD