Post by Hạnh Phúc Nguyen on Sept 25, 2016 19:36:07 GMT
Hạnh PhÚC Nguyen
FEMALE | SIXTEEN |
VIETNAMESE | BISEXUAL |
155.2 CM | 48 kg |
MUGGLE-BORN | |
personality
[attr="class","profileboxscroll"]Hạnh Phúc is generally not the most outspoken individual in a room. She prefers to observe and to plan, and she believes that rashly rushing into things is the worst thing one can do. Hạnh Phúc believes in planning. Certainly, few women in Beauxbatons have ever applied themselves with such detail and precision in achieving their goals. It is common knowledge that whatever Hạnh Phúc wants done will succeed.
That's not to say she's reserved either—no, this woman is very willing to speak her mind; she simply believes that timing is key. Fiercely protective of her gender, Hạnh Phúc will leap to the protection of any woman without hesitation. It often surprises those who don't know her as well, since many stereotype Asian women to be quiet and shy. Let it be known that for all of Hạnh Phúc's polite nature, she has quite the temper. She can be patient, but her tolerance is limited. Test her too much, and you will find out exactly how capable she is on planning revenge.
Despite how often Hạnh Phúc speaks out against gender and racial stereotypes, she does feel self-conscious about her body. She has often tried to reason herself out of this negativity, but it has yielded few results. She does not find herself to be ugly, but she doesn't find herself particularly attractive either. Ordinary is often how Hạnh Phúc chooses to describe herself. She feels uncomfortable using magic or makeup to change herself drastically, often wondering if that's betraying her ideas on loving herself for who she is, and thus if she does wear makeup, Hạnh Phúc generally only applies a light layer. Her self-consciousness also leads her to avoid cameras and photographs; she won't outright protest having a picture taken, but she will be the first to volunteer to take the photo instead.
Hạnh Phúc has a natural creativity about her, and her adaptability and flexibility in how she approaches problems is most keenly seen in her Transfiguration work. She loves the subject and is constantly amazed by how things can change completely from one object to another. She approaches her Charms work similarly, though Transfiguration will forever capture her attention. Though Hạnh Phúc is not necessarily the loudest person in a room, start her on anything she is passionate for, and she will eagerly respond in term. Other than Transfiguration, this includes cooking, which Hạnh Phúc often resorts to when she's stressed.
Hạnh Phúc is extremely loyal to those she cares for. She can become surprisingly motherly when they are down, and will do anything she can to resolve that. If they've been hurt, either emotionally or physically, the person responsible better watch out. Not only is she a master in Transfiguration and Charms, Hạnh Phúc has an excellent background in Vovinam (or Việt Võ Đạo). She has surprised many unsuspecting individuals in the past, and anyone without significant skill in Vovinam will likely find themselves in the infirmary.
Ultimately, Hạnh Phúc is much more than what meets the eye. She may feel ordinary, and she may have come from a humble background, but Hạnh Phúc is determined to take the Wizarding world by storm.
That's not to say she's reserved either—no, this woman is very willing to speak her mind; she simply believes that timing is key. Fiercely protective of her gender, Hạnh Phúc will leap to the protection of any woman without hesitation. It often surprises those who don't know her as well, since many stereotype Asian women to be quiet and shy. Let it be known that for all of Hạnh Phúc's polite nature, she has quite the temper. She can be patient, but her tolerance is limited. Test her too much, and you will find out exactly how capable she is on planning revenge.
Despite how often Hạnh Phúc speaks out against gender and racial stereotypes, she does feel self-conscious about her body. She has often tried to reason herself out of this negativity, but it has yielded few results. She does not find herself to be ugly, but she doesn't find herself particularly attractive either. Ordinary is often how Hạnh Phúc chooses to describe herself. She feels uncomfortable using magic or makeup to change herself drastically, often wondering if that's betraying her ideas on loving herself for who she is, and thus if she does wear makeup, Hạnh Phúc generally only applies a light layer. Her self-consciousness also leads her to avoid cameras and photographs; she won't outright protest having a picture taken, but she will be the first to volunteer to take the photo instead.
Hạnh Phúc has a natural creativity about her, and her adaptability and flexibility in how she approaches problems is most keenly seen in her Transfiguration work. She loves the subject and is constantly amazed by how things can change completely from one object to another. She approaches her Charms work similarly, though Transfiguration will forever capture her attention. Though Hạnh Phúc is not necessarily the loudest person in a room, start her on anything she is passionate for, and she will eagerly respond in term. Other than Transfiguration, this includes cooking, which Hạnh Phúc often resorts to when she's stressed.
Hạnh Phúc is extremely loyal to those she cares for. She can become surprisingly motherly when they are down, and will do anything she can to resolve that. If they've been hurt, either emotionally or physically, the person responsible better watch out. Not only is she a master in Transfiguration and Charms, Hạnh Phúc has an excellent background in Vovinam (or Việt Võ Đạo). She has surprised many unsuspecting individuals in the past, and anyone without significant skill in Vovinam will likely find themselves in the infirmary.
Ultimately, Hạnh Phúc is much more than what meets the eye. She may feel ordinary, and she may have come from a humble background, but Hạnh Phúc is determined to take the Wizarding world by storm.
history
[attr="class","profileboxscroll"]Humble. That's how most people describe Hạnh Phúc's backstory, and they're not wrong. She grew up on a rice farm that her family owned and cultivated. It had been in their family for generations, never growing bigger as an enterprise, always just enough to sustain their family. Hạnh Phúc saw nothing wrong with that. Happiness, her mother said, came from within.
That didn't mean, however, that Hạnh Phúc's mother didn't believe in excellence, or that Hạnh Phúc shouldn't pursue a life outside of the farm. Her mother believed that success came through education, and on that front, she drove Hạnh Phúc hard. Sometimes Hạnh Phúc hated her mother for that, especially when she was rising at dawn to do her chores and collapsing in bed after a long day of classes. She wasn't even allowed to sleep in on weekends—there was farming to be done, and since Hạnh Phúc didn't have school, that meant it was all hands on deck.
It was a tiring lifestyle, but it certainly shaped Hạnh Phúc into becoming a girl who was driven to get what she wanted. Discipline was her mother's lesson in her younger years, and it was one Hạnh Phúc remembered well.
Hạnh Phúc was comfortable in her life in the village, at least until she grew older and had to bike to a different school that was farther away. Sometimes it would grow dark before she was able to get back, and Hạnh Phúc was always nervous about going in the dark alone. She was always with friends, but what if she wasn't?
She grew so afraid at one point that her mother decided to enroll her in a Vovinam class. And from there, Hạnh Phúc flourished.
She spent every spare moment she had practicing, eventually climbing to the top of the class as a nine year old. She could easily take down those significantly larger and taller than her. Hạnh Phúc's confidence soared. She had found her place and her belonging. Her instructor even spoke of getting her to compete nationally. At night, Hạnh Phúc dreamed of the city, of winning the trophy and making her parents proud.
It was around this time that Hạnh Phúc began to notice that...not everything was quite alright. Strange things had begun to happen around her. Perhaps they had been happening all along, but Hạnh Phúc had simply not noticed. Sometimes, when she was practicing Vovinam, her attacks would come out a great deal more forceful than she intended, or could even feasibly achieve. These Hạnh Phúc chalked up to coincidence or luck. That was, until one day, in her solo practice, Hạnh Phúc's staff changed into a sword in her hand. She sliced the figure she was practicing on in half, and then in shock, she collapsed on the ground herself.
Hạnh Phúc spoke of the incident to no one, discarding of all the remains. What had happened? Had she been hallucinating? There was no way that her weapon could have simply changed like that...
Similar events continued to happen for the next few years. Hạnh Phúc grew distracted in her studies, both in academics and in Vovinam. Her instructor pulled her aside at one point and asked her what was wrong. Despite herself, Hạnh Phúc burst into tears.
She didn't know. Something was wrong. Something was wrong with her, and now it was costing her the one thing she loved most.
So Hạnh Phúc was filled with both great apprehension and great relief when a representative from Beauxbatons appeared at her door and informed her that she had magic. Magic! As absurd as that sounded, as unbelievable as that could be, Hạnh Phúc found it a more comforting suggestion than the idea that she was insane. Her parents were much harder to convince, though somehow the representative was able to converse with them in Vietnamese as if she were fluent.
Eventually, Hạnh Phúc was allowed to attend Beauxbatons. The school was beautiful beyond compare, and Hạnh Phúc, who had never ventured outside of Vietnam, was awed. It was so grandeur, so glorious...and Hạnh Phúc had never seen so many people! People of different races and colors and...
It didn't take long for Hạnh Phúc to realize she was the only Vietnamese girl in Beauxbatons. There were a few other Asian girls, but not many. Suddenly, Hạnh Phúc represented an entire country. Everything she did was scrutinized by other members of her class, filed away into a cabinet marked with “Vietnam”.
That was not to say that the students at Beauxbatons were not nice. For the most part, they were extremely understanding of Muggle culture. With Beauxbatons, Hạnh Phúc traveled extensively throughout Europe, getting to know different cities and countries. It was a wealth Hạnh Phúc had never experienced, and as she soaked it in, it became harder and harder to think of returning to the rural, small town life she had once known.
Transfiguration was almost immediately Hạnh Phúc's calling. The way her staff had turned into a sword was no mere coincidence as Hạnh Phúc discovered a passion for the subject. The lessons that she had learned in Vovinam applied here too, and Hạnh Phúc was only too happy to go along with them.
Hạnh Phúc became increasingly active in Beauxbatons, making a name for herself. She joined the dueling club, and though it wasn't Vovinam, it helped Hạnh Phúc reinforce the studies she learned in the classroom. She would have looked to pursuing captainship in the Dueling Club, had it not been for the fact that her physical prowess led to her recruitment by the Belladone Quidditch Team. Serving as their Seeker, Hạnh Phúc easily led her team to several wins.
With only two more years left at Beauxbatons, Hạnh Phúc started to consider her options. She loved Transfiguration dearly, though where she wanted to take her talents, Hạnh Phúc wasn't sure. Often she found herself thinking of Vietnam, of giving the budding wizards and witches there a sanctuary when they discovered their powers...
At any rate, that is far off. For now, Hạnh Phúc is eager to journey to Hogwarts and see the other school for the first time. Who knows? There must be a reason for the fame Hogwarts holds. Maybe there's something there for Hạnh Phúc to learn.
That didn't mean, however, that Hạnh Phúc's mother didn't believe in excellence, or that Hạnh Phúc shouldn't pursue a life outside of the farm. Her mother believed that success came through education, and on that front, she drove Hạnh Phúc hard. Sometimes Hạnh Phúc hated her mother for that, especially when she was rising at dawn to do her chores and collapsing in bed after a long day of classes. She wasn't even allowed to sleep in on weekends—there was farming to be done, and since Hạnh Phúc didn't have school, that meant it was all hands on deck.
It was a tiring lifestyle, but it certainly shaped Hạnh Phúc into becoming a girl who was driven to get what she wanted. Discipline was her mother's lesson in her younger years, and it was one Hạnh Phúc remembered well.
Hạnh Phúc was comfortable in her life in the village, at least until she grew older and had to bike to a different school that was farther away. Sometimes it would grow dark before she was able to get back, and Hạnh Phúc was always nervous about going in the dark alone. She was always with friends, but what if she wasn't?
She grew so afraid at one point that her mother decided to enroll her in a Vovinam class. And from there, Hạnh Phúc flourished.
She spent every spare moment she had practicing, eventually climbing to the top of the class as a nine year old. She could easily take down those significantly larger and taller than her. Hạnh Phúc's confidence soared. She had found her place and her belonging. Her instructor even spoke of getting her to compete nationally. At night, Hạnh Phúc dreamed of the city, of winning the trophy and making her parents proud.
It was around this time that Hạnh Phúc began to notice that...not everything was quite alright. Strange things had begun to happen around her. Perhaps they had been happening all along, but Hạnh Phúc had simply not noticed. Sometimes, when she was practicing Vovinam, her attacks would come out a great deal more forceful than she intended, or could even feasibly achieve. These Hạnh Phúc chalked up to coincidence or luck. That was, until one day, in her solo practice, Hạnh Phúc's staff changed into a sword in her hand. She sliced the figure she was practicing on in half, and then in shock, she collapsed on the ground herself.
Hạnh Phúc spoke of the incident to no one, discarding of all the remains. What had happened? Had she been hallucinating? There was no way that her weapon could have simply changed like that...
Similar events continued to happen for the next few years. Hạnh Phúc grew distracted in her studies, both in academics and in Vovinam. Her instructor pulled her aside at one point and asked her what was wrong. Despite herself, Hạnh Phúc burst into tears.
She didn't know. Something was wrong. Something was wrong with her, and now it was costing her the one thing she loved most.
So Hạnh Phúc was filled with both great apprehension and great relief when a representative from Beauxbatons appeared at her door and informed her that she had magic. Magic! As absurd as that sounded, as unbelievable as that could be, Hạnh Phúc found it a more comforting suggestion than the idea that she was insane. Her parents were much harder to convince, though somehow the representative was able to converse with them in Vietnamese as if she were fluent.
Eventually, Hạnh Phúc was allowed to attend Beauxbatons. The school was beautiful beyond compare, and Hạnh Phúc, who had never ventured outside of Vietnam, was awed. It was so grandeur, so glorious...and Hạnh Phúc had never seen so many people! People of different races and colors and...
It didn't take long for Hạnh Phúc to realize she was the only Vietnamese girl in Beauxbatons. There were a few other Asian girls, but not many. Suddenly, Hạnh Phúc represented an entire country. Everything she did was scrutinized by other members of her class, filed away into a cabinet marked with “Vietnam”.
That was not to say that the students at Beauxbatons were not nice. For the most part, they were extremely understanding of Muggle culture. With Beauxbatons, Hạnh Phúc traveled extensively throughout Europe, getting to know different cities and countries. It was a wealth Hạnh Phúc had never experienced, and as she soaked it in, it became harder and harder to think of returning to the rural, small town life she had once known.
Transfiguration was almost immediately Hạnh Phúc's calling. The way her staff had turned into a sword was no mere coincidence as Hạnh Phúc discovered a passion for the subject. The lessons that she had learned in Vovinam applied here too, and Hạnh Phúc was only too happy to go along with them.
Hạnh Phúc became increasingly active in Beauxbatons, making a name for herself. She joined the dueling club, and though it wasn't Vovinam, it helped Hạnh Phúc reinforce the studies she learned in the classroom. She would have looked to pursuing captainship in the Dueling Club, had it not been for the fact that her physical prowess led to her recruitment by the Belladone Quidditch Team. Serving as their Seeker, Hạnh Phúc easily led her team to several wins.
With only two more years left at Beauxbatons, Hạnh Phúc started to consider her options. She loved Transfiguration dearly, though where she wanted to take her talents, Hạnh Phúc wasn't sure. Often she found herself thinking of Vietnam, of giving the budding wizards and witches there a sanctuary when they discovered their powers...
At any rate, that is far off. For now, Hạnh Phúc is eager to journey to Hogwarts and see the other school for the first time. Who knows? There must be a reason for the fame Hogwarts holds. Maybe there's something there for Hạnh Phúc to learn.
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[attr="class","profileboxscroll"]Paris.
Hạnh Phúc had often heard her grandmother speak poorly of the French. It was a residual sentiment from the First Indochina War, but it was still very much present in Hạnh Phúc's mind. Her grandmother's stories were ones she'd grown up with as a child after all, and Hạnh Phúc would be lying if she said she didn't have any stereotypes in mind.
But now, standing with the rest of her Beauxbatons class here in the heart of France, Hạnh Phúc's breath was taken away.
It was the first major city that Hạnh Phúc had stepped into. The Beauxbatons representative had told her that it was unnecessary to travel through the airport to get to the school, especially since Hạnh Phúc had never even ventured to an airport. Instead, the woman magically whisking them off to France. It was somewhat of a disappointment—Hạnh Phúc had dearly wanted to see an airplane for the first time—but that wasn't so important. At least not now.
Hạnh Phúc marveled at the Eiffel Tower, the way it stretched up towards the endless blue sky. And the people! Hạnh Phúc had never seen so many people on the streets, so many fancy shops lining the road! The women were dressed so beautifully that if it hadn't been for the marvel of the city, Hạnh Phúc might have ducked her head in embarrassment. She had worn her favorite áo dài in an attempt to look good, but now she felt severely out of place. Perhaps she should've worn something more conventional, but that in and of itself was difficult as well. Most of Hạnh Phúc's clothing were her school uniforms or the comfortable and casual clothing she had worn on the farm. That was nothing compared to the very...French fashion that she saw many of her classmates in. Hạnh Phúc had bought some clothing during her time at Beauxbatons, but she would have had to replace her entire wardrobe to compete, and Hạnh Phúc simply didn't have the money for such luxuries.
But the city! Hạnh Phúc took out her wizarding camera and snapped a photo. It was so beautiful. So awe-inducing, so...
A man walked past her with a cigarette in his mouth, puffing a cloud of smoke into her face.
Hạnh Phúc coughed, waving the scent away from her as much as she could.
So maybe Paris wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
Hạnh Phúc had often heard her grandmother speak poorly of the French. It was a residual sentiment from the First Indochina War, but it was still very much present in Hạnh Phúc's mind. Her grandmother's stories were ones she'd grown up with as a child after all, and Hạnh Phúc would be lying if she said she didn't have any stereotypes in mind.
But now, standing with the rest of her Beauxbatons class here in the heart of France, Hạnh Phúc's breath was taken away.
It was the first major city that Hạnh Phúc had stepped into. The Beauxbatons representative had told her that it was unnecessary to travel through the airport to get to the school, especially since Hạnh Phúc had never even ventured to an airport. Instead, the woman magically whisking them off to France. It was somewhat of a disappointment—Hạnh Phúc had dearly wanted to see an airplane for the first time—but that wasn't so important. At least not now.
Hạnh Phúc marveled at the Eiffel Tower, the way it stretched up towards the endless blue sky. And the people! Hạnh Phúc had never seen so many people on the streets, so many fancy shops lining the road! The women were dressed so beautifully that if it hadn't been for the marvel of the city, Hạnh Phúc might have ducked her head in embarrassment. She had worn her favorite áo dài in an attempt to look good, but now she felt severely out of place. Perhaps she should've worn something more conventional, but that in and of itself was difficult as well. Most of Hạnh Phúc's clothing were her school uniforms or the comfortable and casual clothing she had worn on the farm. That was nothing compared to the very...French fashion that she saw many of her classmates in. Hạnh Phúc had bought some clothing during her time at Beauxbatons, but she would have had to replace her entire wardrobe to compete, and Hạnh Phúc simply didn't have the money for such luxuries.
But the city! Hạnh Phúc took out her wizarding camera and snapped a photo. It was so beautiful. So awe-inducing, so...
A man walked past her with a cigarette in his mouth, puffing a cloud of smoke into her face.
Hạnh Phúc coughed, waving the scent away from her as much as she could.
So maybe Paris wasn't all it was cracked up to be.
other
Wand | |
dragon heartstring | ebony |
thirteen inches | brittle |
Strongest Subject | Weakest Subject |
Transfiguration | astronomy |
Familiar | Patronus |
hedgehog | sparrow |
vietnam from hetalia | |
leia | |
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