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Post by albus on Jan 29, 2008 11:19:13 GMT -5
Name: Albus Severus Potter
Nickname, if any: Al [Hardly ever goes by that]
Age/Year: Twelve/2nd
House: Gryffindor
Family: Mom;; Ginny Potter Dad;; Harry Potter Older Brother;; James Potter Younger Sister;; Lily Potter
Appearance: Albus looks almost identical to his father. Messy black hair, has his grandmother's eyes. Quiet short of course, only stands at 4'9" and weighs around 92 pounds. He'll grow eventually.
Wand: A oddly-formed fir wand. It is just shy of eleven inches long. It has a core of dragon bone.
Personality: Albus is a very quiet individual. Keeping to himself most of the time, only speaks when spoken to. Most believe he'll grow out of it and come out of his shell and socialize more. Is an extreme sweetheart though.
Pet, if any: A male Burrowing Owl named Ekre.
RP Sample: [This is an RP from another site] Law's pick streamed harder against it's cords. "When I wake up, I'm willing to take my chances on the hopes I forget. That you hate him more than you notice I wrote this for you." His vocals going somewhat louder on occasional parts of the song. Oh how he wanted to be a famous, almost famous, singer or guitarist of a band when he graduated high school. He didn't want to go off to college and waist another four years in school. And if he ended up being in a band it'd take all his attention away from school then he'd fail and have to drop out. "You need him. I could be him, I could be an accident but I'm still trying. That's more than I could say for him."
So many times his parents asked him what he wanted to become after high school, as soon as he told them he wanted to achieve in being a band and end up being the next Fallout Boy [Ironic much? No]. But they only brushed it off and tried talking him into going to medical school. Now that he was eighteen, he could make his own mind up. And he had. They couldn't say or do anything now about sending him to college when he didn't want to become some surgical doctor. "Where is your boy tonight? I hope he is a gentleman. Maybe he won't find out what I know, you were the last good thing about this part of town."
It took everything for him not even to drop out now and try to start up a band. Hell, most popular bands now started when fifteen through seventeen. But they somehow stayed in school. Lawerence wouldn't be able to do that. He'd be too focused on song writing and band rehearsing to even want to sit there and think about grades. "Someday I'll appreciate in value. Get off I disagree and call you, but in the meantime I'll sport my brand new fashion of waking up with pants on at four in the afternoon."
It took almost a minute to spot the girl from the corner of his eye, which caused him to quickly stop singing and his face to glow a light shade of red of embarrassment. Yeah she has more than likely heard him sing and play the guitar but then he was trying more if she was around him. Since he had been alone he was just messing around with his vocals and cords. "You could of stopped me so you didn't have to listen to my terrible voice." He said with a slight chuckle, he had been only joking. Setting his interment down on his lap, looking over at Morgan. "So, why are you here? Miss. Freeman skipping class?" He questioned the girl.
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Post by Roxanne Weasley on Jan 29, 2008 12:59:05 GMT -5
Accepted!
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