OK here we go then...

House: GRIFFINDORK!! i mean... Griffindor...

Hight: 5'7 HONESTLY i measured myself last month!

Weight: 129 CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? im totally dead serious.

Build: YOU ARE SO MEAN! I do have a but... even if it is small... :( BUT ITS GETTING BIGGER :D and yes i do have large shoulders big boobs and a small butt, and skinny legs and chubby arms... but i row well! SO THERE! and there is always tommy! my good companion who has suddently decided to defy me! he's leaving me geneva! My dad said i had to get into shape to go to the Navy. :P Annie's gonna suicide me. heehee

Hair: Blonde... honestly you know for yourself.

Eyes: Green! but im not making it up. you've seen me, jeez I practiacally lived at your house for 3 years.

Personality: usually nice... enough... when angry funny, but not when im angry at you. Then its scary... right?

Face: here... High cheek bones, big green eyes that reflect every color betweent blue and green... a cute buttony nose, white cheeks with a slight tint of pink over them, small pink puffy lips, pretty, straight teeth, a chin to be proud of, and prefectly sized ears.

Alright let me try again. My hair is never in my face, i have an oval shaped face which means that any kind of overweightness shows. I have a long nose that hooks at the end when i smile. I do as a matter of fact have small puffy lips, but thats just because i wear braces. And they're not usually pink. they're usually chapped and i can never find chapstick. i always have a slight line of eyeliner under my eyes and a little bit of mascara. Just to make my eyes look even bigger than they already are. My left eyebrow is slightly higher than my right and therefore i look like im lifiting it when im really not. my ears dont attract attention so dont even mention them. if i had a tooth nocked out of my mouth then i would look like the most nosey chinny person alive, i have a big chin and a big nose and I LOVE THEM! im never getting a nosejob, or a chin job for that matter... I have a white face, pink sometimes out of embaracement, and others out of sunlight... but otherwise i always look white to me.

Most Used Prhrase: "Get over yourself." and a newly aquired one "Sheeshcabob"

Favorite food: KIMPAB! havent eaten it in ages! since i last went to Elusia's house.

Situation where you completely fail to make snape fall in love with you: Sheesh, why would you want to make snape fall in love with you in the first place? I just tag along for the food.

Family!: Well, my dad Stewart is this really cool mayor of a city, and you see im his daughter so i am always held in high regard. He is good looking and good with words... alrigh arlight i got it.

Dad: think santaclause thats waht he looks like. He is a walking talking screaming pouty when insulted, but still funny at times, completely irrational and retarded, enciclopedia. That is basically my dad. When he gets really really angry his eyes grow wide and then he yells and his stomach gets really tight and he sort of jumps with every breath beacause of the effort of yelling... yeah... i know you've seen it... not really the yelling, but at this time in his life he's 65 he's gotten this sort of attitude 'im old and you are to do everything i tell you to do' so he's always 'on stirke' about soemthing he doesnt like. for example 'im on strike, im not eating later than 6:30' HAHAHAHAHAHAHA i laugh at his futile attempts. We were getting better at eating at 7:45... now we're all eating at 10 again.

Mom: that woman scares me sometimes. she's like an older wiser darker more wrinkled and spotted version of me. She's got this wicked white hair...almost. She's got this kind of attitude that when she's in a room no matter if you're laughing or riping your hairs out of your head, you are defenetly not peaceful. (she left to visit chris for a week and it was the most peaceful week. My dad and i talked in hushed tones and my sister and i never faught, but as soon as my mom is back... PAZZAM!) I get along with her, but thats just because i choose to. I hit puberty and she hit her menopause in the same two years... not a good combination. Suddenly she'll start saying 'ay que calor' when its like 2 degrees outside, thens she'll put the airconditioning to the fullest and doesnt care about what other people are feeling. She's kind of like my dad in the sence that she goes on strike when things arent doen her way, but she's sort of starting to live with the fact that my room is always and forever going to be a mess, so she's sort of resigned telling me to do my laundry.

Julie: Sister. I really dont know how to explain her. I love her to bits. But she ** me off so badly sometimes. She swears she's always nice to me. But she's always punching and pulling and calling and bugging and then when i get angry and do something back she's always bitchy. here's a livid example. punch pull poke. Poke back. punch as hard as she can "ouch that hurt you **!" "well it hurt me too!" "i did it softly. dont expect me to be nice to you ever again." two hours later. "julie can i use the computer?" "no, you were a ** to me."
Next day im using the computer "i need to use the computer now!" "no you were a ** to me" "get off the computer right now or i'll beat the living tar out of you." so i have no choise but to let her have it...

Chris: sister. She lives in Georgia, so i dont know if it counts. But she's always been really really really sensitive. you look at her "what what is it? do i have a zit on my nose? do i have a spider in my hair? do you hate me?" *sob*. "Don't chew so loudly, chew with your mouth closed." she sais we'll leave at 6 pm. 6pm comes and she's in the shower. "um, chris, its 6PM" i say trying to sound as nice as possible. "Well waht do you want me to do get out of the shower and go naked?"

Blacky: a dog that would be perfect if she didnt eat everything she could. or wasnt an inside dog.

Lisa: she thinks she's my mother.

Ok i think i'll stop now. I think you really know allthese things and can figure it out. Anywas, that is if you want to write me in. im not particularly fond of Snape per say but Alan Rickman isnt so bad...

Wisecracker 88

I'm not too lazy to log in, now. :) Here's my pen name and therefore the link to my bio page, in case you need it.

^_^

GOMG Toady! I can't believe you never told me about this! Of course, I am not obsessive about Snape as you are, but one you showed me those pictures, QUE PAJA. And you know this of course, well, I'm going to be brutally honest about myself, or at least try, here it goes:

(Did you forget Name...Age...NICKname...or anything like that? Thought so...but anywho, I'll give 'em to you anyways...)

NAME: Marzipan V. Sullivan

AGE: 15 (w0t!)

NICKNAME: Marvin (the robot) (Oh you know, the clinically depressed robot, don't defy me Geneva, I've been told more than once that I seem suicidal, not like that's a good thing or anything)

HOUSE: Ravenclaw

HEIGHT: 5'6 (Oh I know, I want to die...)

WEIGHT: 150-ish (-grin- but I'm getting back into shape for soccer, this means I'll build more muscle so when I lose weight, I really don't...>.>)

BUILD: I guess you would call me an...apple? As Sara put it? Well, I'm asain, if that helps, I have fairly decent legs, where they are not totall blubby, but I can pull off a miniskirt, sort of. I got the knockers, you know that, some flub around the tummy(Arty ^^), not tanned skin, jsut a dark-korean hue. Little big hips, I think...o.o.

HAIR: I have actually pretty nice hair, it's kinda naturally straight, when I brush it, but I usually don't so it's semi-frizzy, I got bangs that go off to the side which I keep long because I'm too lazy to cut them, and if I stick them abck in a bobby pin, they'll stay that shape even if I take the pin out. It parts an little to the side and is dark brown-ish with growing out highlights.

EYES: Brown (Maple Syrup according to Christy) frckle in right eye, korean, so semi-slanted all asain-like.

PERSONALITY: Bipolar. I'm really happy and hyper one moment, then at the next I'll be depresed. I laugh loud, gigle too much, and make light of serious situations, sarcasm is overcoming me, and I'll give advice, but it's hard for me to follow my own (Damn Benjamin...) I guess I flirt a little..or something, and I say random things and enjoy singing in the hallways. (You know me, I'm not going to explain anymore)RANDOMNESS! Is smart when she needs/wants to be, look at me Geneva, ou know I'm inteligente!

FACE: Heart-shaped actually (See I wouldn't think so either, but according to my rbother, it's because of my chin), a little chubby cheeks, I have a bit of an acne problem around the forehead and stuff.

MOST USED PHRASE: "Go tip a cow" (I acutally say that now)

FAVORITE FOOD: Cheese!! (just kidding...it's Korean noodles! (like ramena dn chappaghetti))

SITUATION WHERE YOU COMPLETELY FAIL TO MAKE SNAPE FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU: I make Snape a korean lunch, in which he gets totally and completely sick because his stomache can't handle the spicyness ro something, he ends up in the hospital wing for two days, in which when he gets back to class, he believes that I'm out to poison him for good, that me acting like I love him is some twisted joke because he thinks everyone and their mothers hate him, especially me. Ruined my reputation as a cook too, except for a few friends who know my cooking skills are fairly decent korean cooking skills.

FAMILY: Sucks, no joke GEneva, mother is kroean, father is part american, spanish and french, who fight all the time, two brothers who are damn good-looking (you know they are) and a preppy older sister who breathes on her neck, as in, wnats to control her.

That's about it...cha! Peace out, yo. Oh yea, I say yo all the time, not trying to be gangsta, jsut saying yo becuase I say yo, yo. That's it.

house: ravenclaw(probably)

height:5'4

weight:147

build:...rectanglular?... medum sholders, defined neck/colarbone, large boobs(wich i hate) average stomach(not really fat but not skinny)overall, im pretty plain

hair: light aumburnish brown, slightly wavey, and thick

eyes: hazle, more green and brown than blue,

Personality: i love books,knolege,magic,chemistry/potions,astronomy,diffrent languages, & an overall carring & shy yet can be brave and harsh when my friends/family is in danger

face: not that stunning(sadly) soft, rounded features, small/medium nose(slightly upturned and rounded nvm though) skinnis pale...naturally though

most used phrases: sweet. (like as in cool)

favorite food: oranges...yum

Situation Where you Completely Fail to make Snape fall in love with you:

I'm in the book store, potions isle when snape walks in, clod eyes scanning the shelves, searching out ant books that he has yet to aquier.

i see him. just a glance, out of the corner of my eye. so tall, and impending, so much knoledge.
i've noticed him before, yet never been noticed. he is interesting, amasing.
he is looking at a book, his face only inches away from its ancient yellowing pages.

i see the book that i wan't...finaly i get my chance to be noticed.
"u...um sir, professor," i stutter, inwardly cursing my small voice.
cold eyes turn, ther dark depths seeming almost entirley black, frosty endless depths, that will forever show the cold and calculating ways of his vast mind.

"What do you want miss..." my heart falls, i've been his student for years yet he dose not know my name...but i don't care...he will now.
i stutter my name, trying not to get lost within his cold gaze.i try to sound confident but i stutter, worse than before.

"c..could you hand me that book" i say, my voice gaining confidence with every word. his cold eyes follow the line of direction in wich i pointed.

he steps closerto the magnificent book shelves. he points to a book, its not the one,
"the one next to that, i say, my voice still seeming impossibly small
'how can he like you if he dosen't hear you' i scold myself mentaly

i see his eyes linger on the book inwich my interests have lied for nearly a year, it is severly expensive, its taken me this long to save up, but i want it, and fi you work hard enough, you can get anything that you want.
he takes the book off of the shelf after i nod my head. his eyes turn to me, they're cold,calculating and even...curious?
"this book is rather advanced...' he drawled, his deep voice potraying the doubt in my capibility.

i stutter, desperately wishing that i had even an ounce of griffindor bravery. his glare deepens as i continue to stutter.
"i.i.i l.l.like p..potions" i whisper shyly a slight blush marring my less than perfect features.

"Really..." he drawls, a slight smirk playingon his angular features, only furthering my already vast feeling of selfconsiousnedd. "Yes" i say, louder, and more confident this time.
his smirk widens. "well" he says "how about i see if you're really smart enough to handle this book" he smirks brandishing the book as though it were a trophy waiting to be won

he rambles of a quick succession of fourthyear questions, i awnser, stuttering horribly, yet not missing any. fithyear, and on to sixth, "good," he says, his smirk widening further. seventh year's almost done and my stuttering is worsening by the second.
he asks a question thats in none of the other books. The relation of chemical response stimulation when the key ingreadients are added to the wolves bain potion and why the normally toxic ingreedents that would kill when added together spare the werewolve's sanity on the knight of the full moon.

i stutter, not beibg able to conplete even half of the sentsnce, i know the awnser , i could repeat it word for word, from most potent potions throught time volume six.
but he takes my quiet stuttering fot lack of knoledge.
he makes to leave, my face is burning, my pale skin stained crimon with embaresment and desperation.

"w..wait" i stutter, grabbing onto the sleve or his pitch black robes. i tug, my mortification increacing as i hear the echoing rip of fabric.
i feel myself falling back words, and i hold on all the tighter to the already ripping fabric. I fall anyway, bringing him down with me.

the books wich had lined his arms toppled out, scattering on the stone floor of florish and blots. he somehow manages to corect his imballance and steady himself before he compleatly falls, i, however, do not.
I land in an unpois heep on the floor,surounded by thick books, a large bump forming on my head were one of the books had hit me.

i am totaly mortidied, he'll never even look at me again, let alone actually like me. my face is a deeper shade of crimson than the griffindor tapestry hanging in the great hall. i shakily get up, noticing that the books are back in his arms.

i feel horible, i can't even look at him. not only did i embaris myself, but i managed to make him belive that i was stupid, rip his robes, and send all of his books, me and nearly him toppeling to the floor.

he'll never like me

i rush huridly out of the shop, keeping my head down to hide my scarlet face.I run through the doors not even giving a second thought.i left,forgetting all thoughts about the book that i had saved up for nearly a year to get.

'well...at least he knows who i am' i thought sadly as i wallked blankly back to hogwarts. "who cares if i failed" i mumble to myself " i can always try again" i said, a small fleck of hope seaping through tne saddened tone

Family: I have two siblings, my sister, is five years older than me and my brother( a total pain) is almost 5 years younger than me. i live with my mum, and dad, parents are devorced, and have been for a while but they are making atempts to get back(and stay back) together. we're DEFINANTLY NOT rich, we're sort of...in the middle...we may not have allot of money but we have each other "wich isn't really saying that much ;)" but while my bro is a psycotic looser, and im a shy bookworm, we MANAGE not to kill each other(even if it is just barley managing)

well...i thought that this would give me a laugh...i definantly needed one...atleast it worked...lol snivellus may be greasy, but he has as awsome story behind him...lol, oh well, it was fun anyway

This sounds interesting... :P

House: Ravenclaw

Height: 5' 2"

Weight: Around 130 lbs

Build: I'm not a supermodel, and I do have some belly fat and jigglyness.

Hair: Horrible. Very curly, gets matted if I don't wash it. >_<

Eyes: Greenish brown. I have these huge purple glasses. XD

Personality: I'm funny and kind, but I have an obnoxious voice and I sometimes see intelligence as better than anything else. I am pretty smart and love reading. Because I've read so much, I'm very proud, so people don't really like me so much.

Face: I have an italian nose and thick eyebrows. On the good side, my eyes are nice. My lips are chapped and sometimes bloody. I've got acne. Some around the entire face, but most on my forehead. o_O I AM 16, so it's ok.

Most Used Phrase: I glower a lot. ^^; Um.."I disagree" is one, though people make fun of me for it. o_O

Favorite Food: Cheesecake

Situation Where you Completely Fail to make Snape fall in love with you: Don't worry. Failing is cool too. Well, I'd probably be pretty good at potions, but, like Neville, get so nervous I can't think. So I'd probably blow up his classroom. Or I'd quote things I've read so much it drives him batty and he poisons me. I tend to do that.

Family: My father is a very wonderful person, though he does forget that he's 63, and goes out with women half his age.
My mother is a good mother, but so stressed. She cleans the house obsessively and doesn't stop working. She gets nervous quite a lot.
I also have a hyperactive black lab dog, if that helps.

House: Hm... I'd be the only really good girl in Slytherin, but get along with the seriously demented evil ones. :D (and if it works out like in real life, the seriously dangerous ones are really confused about it, but they are overprotective of me)

Height: 5'8"

Weight: (Liars burn in hel... revelation 21:8, haha) about 185 lbs

Build: I'm big boned, for real, for real, and I'm well padded. :D I've got broad shoulders, a big chest (ugh,it sucks), no hips (I've got serious issues with my pants falling down because of it) and not much of a bum. Most of my weight is carried in my torso region, and I've got pretty skinny arms and legs. Let me tell ya, clothing that fits me is hard to find!

Hair: Brown, in a short shaggy cut with two long sections that have the intention of framing my face. They usually end up blocking my vision instead though. :D

Eyes: green, not too big, not too small, and covered by glasses, because without them, things start getting blurry about six inches away from my face. (I'm blind!)

Personality: Loud, hyper, obnoxious, optamistic, will tell anyone anything about myself (I am known to have conversations with random strangers about my medical history...) I am an extreme morning person, annoying, but everyone loves me... at least that's what I tell myself... and other people. I LOVE everyone. I hug people. I'm weird, eccentric and ecclectic. I lightly bite my friends on the shoulder in greeting while hugging them. I have a slight obsession with duct tape... slight as in, I make clothing out of it, cover everything, and use it to fix anything in sight. I have the memory span of a goldfish, and give people nicknames until I can remember their real names. (I knew my friend Tyler for four months before I could remember his name and stop calling him blondie). And I'm seriously uncoordinated. I sing a lot too. And dance, though I really can't dance, at all.

Face: I've got chubby cheeks, and a round face, and I crinkle my eyes when I grin or laugh. My nose is a tad bit too big, and due to having braces twice, I have great teeth. My cheeks are generally rosy all the time because I'm hyper, and I run around.

Most Used Phrase: Sad day!

Favorite Food: Steak. Favorite meal: steak with a side of mushroom and black olive pizza.

Situation where you completely fail to make Snape fall in love with you: *a paper ball or something non-threatening comes hurling through the hallway* me: "ack!" *shoves Snape out of the line of fire* "I just saved your life!" Snape doesn't move after falling head first into a brick wall. "And gave you a concussion... crap." and then visits to the hospital wing with get well gifts of duct tape sculptures, or something.

Family: (anyone caught lying about something as stupid as this will be burned and then laughed at) My dad (Jim) is an old farm boy that moved to the city in like the 60's, but still uses different terms for things. My mom (Bonnie) is depressed and lazy, but with good intentions, and very lovable, My sister (Katie) is 13 months older than I am, and my polar opposite: stressed out, quiet, conservative, anti-social, has perfect grades...

(e-mail me with any questions you have, sorry this is so flipin long. I talk a lot, haha.)

~Spaz
("There's less violence in the world when people are using hula-hoops" ~Mikey Way)

I'm too lazy to log in. *shrugs* Honestly, the only reason I'm filling this out is because I'm bored, you seem to despise Mary-Sues (a relief) and really, it is just for kicks. I need to forget that not everything on fanfiction-dot-net needs to be treated with deadly seriousness. ^.^

You know those really scary kids that you see when you walk around the mall--those ones dressed in all black, with chains hanging everywhere, and wierdly-colored hair, freaky makeup, and homicidal expressions upon their faces as they tote around like 50 Hot Topic bags? Yeah, I'm one of those kids. ^.~ But I'm not "goth", as "goth" means something else besides dressing in black and being 'weird'. Call me goth, and I won't hesitate to kick **. ^.^

Haha, I manage to stay in shape! WHEE! I ride horses in the summer, and ski in the winter. Go me. ^.^ I get to call myself "willowy" too, which kicks **. It's hard to stay thin in a country that eats so much junk food. o.0 My hair's kinda uneven in a weird sort of way, but most of it's shoulder-length or shorter.

House: Gryffindor (I lie not. I've tried every freakin' quiz imaginable (including this tiresome one with like 150 questions that you had to put from 1 to 10 on it to rate whatever sounds like you for each question--oi) and it keeps saying Gryffindor. And then Ravenclaw--which makes no sense, because I am most certainly not doing the best in the grades department right now...)

Height: 5.2' (I hate being short...)

Wieght: 101 pounds (McDonalds keeps sending secret agents after me in an effort to make me eat their french fries--I WILL NOT BE MOVED!)

Build: Lemme see...I'm skinny except for my legs, in my opinion. I hate my legs. And everyone who tells me they look fine needs to burn in hell. ~.~ Medium chest I guess... (I feel weird, posting that on the internet--XD) just..average...though I am skinny, but because I am CAREFUL about my health--vegetarian for four years and counting. ^.^)

Hair: Dark blonde (almost brown) bangs grown out, and my bangs are also red (I saw that not to sound "cool" online--they are red. I love my red and blonde hair...^.^)

Eyes: I dunno...I'm looking with them, but it's hard to see something when you're trying to look at something you're looking with...o.0 Ow...headache...I think they light, greenish-blue, I dunno...

Personality: Crazy. Not kidding. (I realize I'm starting to sound like a Sue, but I'm lying about nothing--that's just how I am) I like randomness. I think that if more people were random, the world would be a better place. I'm not a very nice person when people aren't nice to me, but I'm nice to my friends. I respect my elders as well. I realize that's not something a lot of teenagers do, but I do--unless it's a cop. Then I egg 'em. o.0 And also, I don't respect elders if they don't respect me--no, ain't happenin'.

Face: I never thought I looked like all the other girls at school, and for that I'm thankful. ^.^ I'm lucky, for I don't get acne or anything, but my skin isn't tan either--it's actually kind of pale because I don't spend a lot of time outdoors anymore, like I used to. Thin lips, and my nose has this small, semi-circle scar across the bridge of it from when I was three and flipped over the coffee table on my Big-Wheel. Not my proudest moment...

Most Used Phrase: "I like eggs" (don't ask)

Favorite food: Salt & Vinegar potato chips--yeah yeah! (You have no idea how much of a hassle it is, trying to balance out all of the S&V chips I eat with healthy foods so I stay healthy. o.0)

Situation Where you Completely Fail to make Snape fall in love with you: Lemme think...well...okay then...this is a wierd thing, but whatever. Basically I studied as hard as a human could to know everything there was to know about potions so I could be the best at his class--unfortunately, I went a little overboard, and instead of winding up in his arms I wound up in the Hospital Wing because I studied myself into a complete nervous breakdown. Needless to say, Snape wasn't impressed...

Family: I suppose we use our real families? Crap...you're completely to think I'm Sueing this one... *sighs* Okay, fine. I'm completely muggle-born, my dad works at a faucet company called Moen, and my mom works with a small business that I'd rather not name (it'd be like telling someone my street address, XD) But basically she works at this place with a really nice lodge in this really nice nature setting, and people's businesses pay to have meetings there so they can have company meetings in a soothing environment. Weird, I know. o.0 Both of my parents are, for the lack of a better way to describe it, rather cruel in the way they act sometimes. (No, they don't beat me or anything, sheesh) They DON'T like the fact that I'm not a prep, HATE that I won't go out with a guy that that want for a son-in-law (he's always been like a brother to me! Like a brother I actually like, anyways...), and basically HATE HATE HATE the way I dress. My mother has a Boston Terrier dog named Maggie that she refers to as "The daughter I never had" (I'm so NOT kidding) and my dad tends to bury himself in his work. I have an older brother named Danny that is 19, and a complete **. He has a sword collection, and I have a bunch of scars on my arms. You do the math. As horrid as they sound, they aren't SO bad unless they angry. But they're angry a lot, so whatever.

It's hard to be angry in this day and age. ~.~

Whatever, I'm bored now so I'm going to go find something to set on fire with a lighter.

Lata!