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Hi, I’m Michael. I’ve been a member of Absit Omen since its inception, though for much of that time I was inactive. I currently play the following primary characters: Minerva McGonagall, Tempest Sage, Elysia Hughes, Elijah Grimlish, Mathieu Vaillancourt, Pandora Puddifoot, Chadwick Blish, and Jacqueline Devereux. My secondary characters are Maxen Whitman and Tipper the House-elf. A few of my characters are deceased: Gawain Robards, Charlie Robards, and William Smythe. I have retired Paetyn Harper and Henry MacLeod. I've also retired Corby Gent, who may be up for adoption if the character creator is interested. I am over 13 years of age and have read the code of conduct (numerous times, actually). Pandora is a primary character.


Pandora Paz Puddifoot
Character's Birthday and Age: June 23, 1984// 25 Years of Age
City/Country of Birth: London, England
Alma Mater: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry//Hufflepuff House//Class of 2003
Job/Position:
Owner and Manager of Puddifoot’s
the shop formerly known as Madame Puddifoot’s Tea Shop in Hogsmeade VillageWand:
Pinkheart, 9 inches, with a fairy hair core
Type of Creature:
Werewolf
Is this Creature Registered with the Ministry?:
Yes
Physical Appearance:
Thankfully Dora didn’t inherit the Puddifoot family appearance. Instead of the pasty skin, rosy cheeks, and stoutness she possesses a darker complexion and a slim figure. Her eyes are a happy brown and she has long, dark lashes. Her dark hair, when straightened, falls down past her shoulders, but is usually kinky and curly from the humidity and heat of the kitchen, as well as her natural heritage. She has a beautiful smile and dazzling teeth that seem to light up a room.
She’s of a respectable height, standing at a firm 5’11. She wears minimal make-up, and can be seen in lots of happy colors, though usually nothing too excessively bright. When people first see Dora, they can almost always tell that she’s a happy and caring person, just by the way she holds herself.
The attack that made her a werewolf left a horrid scar on her pelvis, and since then, Dora’s never worn shirts that don’t completely cover her midriff.
Personality Description:
Dora is a lover and a fighter, though she’d much rather not admit the latter. Whether it’s with the man of the hour, or with friends she’s doted on all her life, Dora values putting a very high stock on love. Love makes the world go round, after all. Though she’s a complete hopeless romantic, she also has a realistic view on life and understands that you don’t know what’s your favorite scone if you haven’t tried all the flavors. She finds relationships interesting, even when not her own and tends to pry into others love affairs with scantily-veiled fervor.
When it comes to magic, the Puddifoot heir is dreadful, and indeed – achieved ‘D’s’ on all her OWLs. The only things that Dora truly excels at are magics dealing with love and the like. She can whip up an amortentia lickety-split, but ask her to turn a mouse into a pincushion and she’s lost.
Those close to her have said she can be a tad obsessive and nosy. Like her ancestors before her, Dora thrives in the company of others and enjoys the matchmaking aspect that Puddifoot’s offers. A social butterfly in the highest degree, when not in the shop, Dora can be seen having drinks in the Three Broomsticks or partying at a local club. Though she tries hard not to be, sometimes Dora gets a bit gossipy, and usually ends up envious of those that she matched up in the first place.
Since being cursed with lycanthropy, Dora’s temper seems to flair much quicker than it did in the past and she has to work extremely hard to not snap needlessly. Though the curse weakens her and makes her ill closer to the full moon, she pushes through and tries to only miss work on the actual nights of the full moon, though sometimes she ends up taking a couple days before and after.
History:
The story of Pandora Puddifoot isn’t one of privilege, nor even one that is remotely happy – but it is her story and hers alone.
Mister Paxton Puddifoot of Hogsmeade Village was never a conventional man – but then again… when had anyone heard of a conventional Puddifoot? Even at a young age he put little stock in magic, which was just as well as he was rubbish at everything even remotely magical. When youngsters his age were out in the gardens seeing how close they could get to the venomous tentacula without getting attacked, little Paxton was inside disassembling muggle fellytones and trying to figure out the inner workings of ecklicktricity, and trying to see if that would improve the family business any.
It’s no surprise, therefore, that when poor little Paxton flunked out of Hogwarts for managing to fail every OWL offered, he took a couple years off to live among the muggles – snapping his wand in two before leaving the small wizarding village. As things sometimes happen, Paxton fell in love… deeply. It’s a curse of the Puddifoot family to be easy to fall and hard to keep. Though his mistress, Madam Elisabeth Bristol, loved him as much as any woman could love a quirky man like Paxton, there was a deep secret between the couple; because Paxton had been too cowardly to admit his heritage to the woman he loved so.
She bore him one daughter, and for a short while, the small family lived in bliss. But guilt is a horrid thing, and the guilt of the secrets between the two soon had Paxton acting erratically – even more so than usual. The two began to drift apart, with poor little Pandora mixed up in the middle. When Pandora started showing magical prowess, as all magical children do, the secret was out. Elisabeth, distraught with the lies and deceit – plus a whole bunch of freaked-outness – couldn’t take the strain and chose to leave.
Devastated, Paxton returned to Hogsmeade to raise his daughter, where he had a family and support system. At the age of three, little Pandora could be seen running around Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop, owned by her Aunt, chasing the cat and otherwise flourishing in the social environment. Business was booming, and as Pandora grew, she learned how to help. It started with busting tables, taking away the trash and refilling the coffee. She made sure the sugar was always full and that the dishes were always sparkling. Eventually Auntie Puddie – as Pandora took to calling her – took Dora into her apprenticeship and started teaching her the backbone of the family business: baking.
Pandora loved the kitchen: the sight of the gleaming pans, the smell of baking pastries, the feeling of dough beneath her hands. In the kitchen she could be a famous artist, molding her clay into a fanciful masterpiece for all to enjoy.
Hogwarts held no secrets for the young girl. When the castle lay only a stones-throw away the mysticism seemed to wear off rather quickly. Dora never got the experience of riding the Hogwarts Express, nor the exhilaration of running headlong into the brick gateway to platform 9 ¾. She was quickly sorted into Hufflepuff – a proud and happy badger. She found quickly that she wasn’t like most of the children that had wandered into the shop, arm in arm with their loves. They’d boast about their magical abilities and giggle happily about how talented the other was, and Dora simply wasn’t.
She’d inherited her father’s inability to perform even the most basic of spells. Simple transfigurations were a struggle and she had to practice extra hard to keep her head above water in all wandwork classes. Some of you may remember Dora’s first year as the fifth year that the famous wizard Harry Potter attended Hogwarts – and also the year in which the Ministry of Magic stuck its foot in where unwanted.
Dora didn’t mind, and truly – when one lives history, it doesn’t feel like history – it just feels like life. Though a background player in the story of Harry Potter’s legacy, Dora was certainly not a background player in her own life. Even with her dreadful magical talent (or lack thereof), she quickly made friends. The happy Hufflepuff was soon surrounded by friends from all houses and rarely was she seen alone. For what it’s worth, the Puddifoot’s believed the story of Mr. Potter and Headmaster Dumbledore, but they weren’t the type to brandish their business about the streets.
Dora’s second year went little better than her first, and then things started to go awry at Hogwarts. People died, and people got hurt, and though it’s hard for a second year to truly grasp the ways of the world – suddenly everything was changed.
She and her family attended the funeral for Headmaster Dumbledore, though she couldn’t remember an actual conversation she’d had with the man.
When Snape took over as head of Hogwarts and allowed those foul beasts: the Carrows, into the school, Paxton wished he’d taken his daughter and run when he’d the chance. Now there was no choice: attendance to Hogwarts was mandatory, and though she would fare better than the muggleborns because of her halfblood heritage, she surely wasn’t in safe hands. Dora hated Hogwarts, and as a willful child, refused the terrors placed before her. She was constantly threatened and often tortured for her stubbornness, but the little Hufflepuff wouldn’t give in. When all went down, Dora followed orders and filed out through the portrait and ran home, only to find that her papa wasn’t there.
Paxton had run off to aide in the battle – a battle he’d never return from. For the next four years of Dora’s education, she had to deal without either parent. Her Auntie Puddie took great care of her, and when home on breaks, Dora threw herself into her cooking. Her A’s and P’s started slipping to D’s and T’s, and though she scraped through her OWLs, Dora flunked all her NEWTs.
Without any aim in life, Dora took to travelling the continent with the inheritance that her father had left her. She travelled the muggle way, in homage to her father – and perhaps had she not, she never would have been bitten.
She slept in a magical tent during the nights and travelled on foot most of the day. One night – with the moon high and full in the sky, Dora decided to press on a bit farther. There was a village a couple more miles ahead, and if she made it there rather quickly, she’d rent a room and have a nice warm meal.
The attack came out of nowhere. A crunch to her pelvis left Pandora in agony, and hard as she tried to stay awake, she could feel the consciousness fleeing quickly. When she woke, she was back in London with the smell of healers and hospitals all around her. But why was she so irritable? And why did her waist hurt so damn bad? When Dora looked at the disfiguring scars, tears fell mercilessly from her eyes. She still doesn’t know who her attacker had been or why she’d only been hurt and not killed.
Her first transformation was the worst. Even with the wolfsbane it hurt tremendously and she was irritable and sick for weeks before and after. Add that to the fact that Mungo’s put her in a cage ‘just in case’ and you had a right pissed off witch on your hands.
Her Aunt had a cage built into the basement of the tea shop, and closed the shop on all nights of the full moon. Eventually Dora got a grip on her curse. She learned to keep it under control, to keep the irritability at bay – and even when she wasn’t feeling up to par, she never let her issue keep her down.
Having a werewolf employed at the tea shop was making her aunt lose too much business, so Dora took on a job at the Ministry of Magic in the newly opened Remus Lupin Library and Resource Center. She took on an activist role after realizing that though the Ministry made a big deal of being ‘registered’ but offered little in way of equal rights.
In October of 2009, Madame Puddifoot died, leaving her shop, home, and legacy to her niece and heir: Dora. Dora left the Ministry to run the shop, though she changed quite a bit about the layout and services offered.
Describe your job duties and how you go about them:
As the owner and manager of Puddifoot’s it’s Dora’s job to keep the café running in shipshape condition. She keeps the store stocked, keeps inventory, manages the staff, pays the bills, oh yeah – and she bakes.
Elaborate on your expertise in your field:
Dora was raised in the shop. Puddifoot’s has always been a family business and though her Aunt never had children, she always treated Dora as if she were. Dora knows the ins and the outs of the shop and how to run it due to her family’s tutelage.
Provide a short summary of your character:
Dora is a fun and loving individual. She cares too much sometimes and is extremely motherly. She enjoys a good book and a cup of tea, but also likes to go out on occasion. She holds her family and friends in the highest value and would do anything for them.