Ricole Riddle-Black

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RICOLE RIDDLE-BLACK
11 YEARS OLD, FEMALE, DEDICATED MUSICIAN, SPACEY, LOVABLE
Looks like Willow Smith


I'll be fine
Even though I’m not always right
I can count on the sun to shine
The dedication takes a lifetime
But dreams only last for a night


THE BASICS

* Hey! My name is Ricole Riddle-Black
You can call me Rikki Sticks. And I wold prefer it too.
I am eleven years old.
I was born on November 5.
I was born unto a wizard and a witch. “Pureblood”
In Hogwarts, I will in the Slytherin House
You can see that I am a really cute little girl.


APPEARANCE
* That little pixie of a girl sitting over there banging away at the drum set might look like a mini rock star in the making. And she is. Meet Ricole Riddle-Black. But please call her Rikki Sticks. By nature Rikki is a glam girl. Which means she likes her hair to be a controlled chaos. Her long jet black hair which most of the time is pinned up with her drum sticks is usually in braids, but her mother hates that and she tries to just keep it long and lustrous. At the longest her hair falls down her back and sweeps the top of her jeans. However the first chance she gets to cut her hair she is going to do it. She has the habit if sticking things behind her ears so the long hair frustrates her. The hair itself is thick as a curtain, but it flows like water down her back and it loves the carefree breeze that catches it. Her bright brown eyes are often ringed with the barest hint of eyeliner.

Her body is of course undeveloped. She is only 11 for Merlin's sake. But she is a tiny pixie of a thing just like all the women in her family. Short and thin she is smaller than the average 11 year old and sometimes she is treated like a wayward kid because of it. His body could be viewed as frail by some. She stands at 4'3 inches. Because of that her clothes make her look like a living doll. Her mom buys her pretty, girlie clothes and she takes them and turns them into punk rock, glam girl clothes. Her clothes often have a musical theme to them. She likes to wear vintage band t-shirts and converse sneakers, with a pleated skirt. It's a classic style for her. Despite her severe looking clothes she always has a bright smile on er face.

AN IN-DEPTH LOOK

* ABOUT ME
Ricole is a happy go lucky sort of girl. Nothing really gets her down on the outside. Her mother always told her " Never let them see you sweat," but on the inside she has emotions like that rest of us. She is more of a dreamer and thinker than a get up and make a speech sort of girl. She expresses herself through her music. That's where her emotions come out. Her life flows through her songs, her riffs, her jam session. Rikki has a way of living in her own world- and sometimes reality clashes harshly with the fantasy world in her head. Because of this she comes off as aloof or scatter brained, but she when forced she can preform on a high academic level. She is a true artist and very descriptive and imaginative. Few things are black and white, its a heart stopping smoldering black or a polished gleaming white. She loves color and she remembers things by color and she associates everything and everyone with a color or shade. For Ricole life and everything in it is an elaborate play far and above what it really is.

As stated, she is hopelessly lovable. Ricole is in love with human contact. Not so much physical but just the energy of being around other people is like life to her. She loves the contact more than the person sometimes and many times she rushes into friendship quickly just for the physical closeness of that person. When she is around people everything is steaming, summer strawberries. The WHO are still touring and she has front row tickets to the concert. And everything is wonderful. When she is alone, she is alone and down. The sky is a steel gray with depressing tears raining down on her head and she's lost her favorite drum sticks. She is melodramatic, over the top, and quite simply, silly. Though she knows it, he’s not always AWARE of it.

She's a fun girl. Her charming nature is almost disarming and she knows how to get along with people. She isn't confrontational like her mother and she is more likely to let someone plow over her than to risk getting in their face and having them walk away and leave her alone. Ricole would rather do something she didn't want to do to be around people than to confront someone about an issue. She isn't prone to anger so this is all for not. Agreeable, lovable and silly, all in all, Ricole Black is loyal and dedicated and she’s pretty happy with who she is.
I'm super fond of drum sets, cymbals, cotton candy, 60s, 70s and 80s bands, song books, colors, crayons, colored pencils, writing, her journal, glam fashions, backstage passes, sun rises, her twin sister, strawberries, bursts of colors, and people.

But I do not care for death metal, pastel colors, green beans, spiders, broken sticks, chick flick, romance novels, banshee, being treated like a kid, blueberries (though she like's blueberry muffins), doing laundry, two faced people, liars and anyone picking on her sister.

Some of my aspirations include
+ Be a rock star.
+ Have a pair of drum sticks named after me.
+ Learn to fly.

A few fears sometimes get in the way
+ Scared of the dark, its creepy.
+ Losing my sticks.
+ Spiders. They scare the bejeezus out of her.

FURTHER MORE

* History
At home, Rikki was always in the thick of the crowd. She loved when her dad brought his Quidditch team to the house and she got to play with them. In grade school she was taken under the wing of her best friend Ki'Toy and her girl group much to her surprise. She was happy to spend countless days with the girls playing drums for the girl group. Though they were more pop than rock she enjoyed their company. Thus began a close friendship with Ki and her girls.

She is the youngest twin, in a family of four. Born, much to her mother's horror 6 hours after her sister Harlem. She learned the fine art of being a girl and a diva from her mother, aunts and cousins. Its just not for her. Her father was the one who taught her how a boy should treat her, and that is basically like she is a princess, but she would much rather be Robin Hood than maid Mariam. Her and her twin are as close as twins can be, not as close as her aunts Irish and Ireland who are like one person in two different bodies. Her and Harlem are as different as night and day and that brings them closer together.

My family is close-knit.
+ Excelsior Black, father, 36
+ Tomasina Riddle-Black,mother, 35
+ Harlem Riddle-Black, 11
+ her pet pixie Loulabell