Post by daniel on Dec 15, 2006 21:44:23 GMT -5
Student Form
Character Name:
Daniel Brookeholme
Year:
Seventh
Preferred House:
Ravenclaw
Strengths:
Daniel is good with words and actually pretty good at potions.
Weaknesses:
Daniel is often too shy for his own good and he sucks at herbology. He also has a short temper which leads him to pull is wand on others too quickly.
Tell a little about your character:
Daniel is an optimist with a twist. He believes in the greater good and that the world will do ok, but his belief only goes for the wizarding world. He's pessimistic when it comes to the muggles. Nothing urks him more than muggles trying to change the world by being selfish. Daniel is sort of reserved when it comes to open conversation. He's usually the quiet one in a group, but will talk away when he one on one with someone. He is also a bit shy when it comes to girls he likes, not once has he approached a girl openly.
Description:
Daniel has a muscular build that tends to make the ladies drool as do his eyes. He's been told more than once that he has very emotional eyes. You can usually catch him with a messy hair do and a bit of scruff. He tends to just wear whatever, the only staple being a wristband that he's worn since he was a child.
RP Sample:
The wind blew heavily outside causing the already heavy rain to sting Daniel's face. Daniel couldn't understand why he was even out in this weather. The headmaster had told him that Macallister was missing, he hadn't been seen in hours. What did Daniel care? That kid was horrible! Daniel was sure that he had been switched at birth with his actual little brother.
"Mac!" Daniel yelled, trying to make his voice heard over the storm.
Daniel passed the Whomping Willow and heard a rustling noise near it. He looked for the origin and found it quickly. He spotted and blue tennis shoe with green flames on the sides; it was Macallister. He was huddled at the roots of the willow, shaking rather badly. Daniel's heart raced at the sight of his brother in such a sad state. He took off at a sprint toward Macallister, braving the whipping branches of the angry willow.
Character Name:
Daniel Brookeholme
Year:
Seventh
Preferred House:
Ravenclaw
Strengths:
Daniel is good with words and actually pretty good at potions.
Weaknesses:
Daniel is often too shy for his own good and he sucks at herbology. He also has a short temper which leads him to pull is wand on others too quickly.
Tell a little about your character:
Daniel is an optimist with a twist. He believes in the greater good and that the world will do ok, but his belief only goes for the wizarding world. He's pessimistic when it comes to the muggles. Nothing urks him more than muggles trying to change the world by being selfish. Daniel is sort of reserved when it comes to open conversation. He's usually the quiet one in a group, but will talk away when he one on one with someone. He is also a bit shy when it comes to girls he likes, not once has he approached a girl openly.
Description:
Daniel has a muscular build that tends to make the ladies drool as do his eyes. He's been told more than once that he has very emotional eyes. You can usually catch him with a messy hair do and a bit of scruff. He tends to just wear whatever, the only staple being a wristband that he's worn since he was a child.
RP Sample:
The wind blew heavily outside causing the already heavy rain to sting Daniel's face. Daniel couldn't understand why he was even out in this weather. The headmaster had told him that Macallister was missing, he hadn't been seen in hours. What did Daniel care? That kid was horrible! Daniel was sure that he had been switched at birth with his actual little brother.
"Mac!" Daniel yelled, trying to make his voice heard over the storm.
Daniel passed the Whomping Willow and heard a rustling noise near it. He looked for the origin and found it quickly. He spotted and blue tennis shoe with green flames on the sides; it was Macallister. He was huddled at the roots of the willow, shaking rather badly. Daniel's heart raced at the sight of his brother in such a sad state. He took off at a sprint toward Macallister, braving the whipping branches of the angry willow.
