Post by biz on Dec 22, 2008 22:58:51 GMT -5
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About You - -
Name: Biz
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Years of RPG Experience: None
Other: I absolutely love to write.
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Quick Quiz - -
How did you find us? My good friend Abbie introduced me.
What about ISS inspired you to join? The freedom to create another world.
Do you have any suggestions for us? So far, I don't see anything I don't like.
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About the Character- -
Name: Arthur McCally
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Year: 7th
Face Claim: Jackson Rathbone
Canon or Original? Original
Facial Properties: {1+ paragraphs}
Arthur has wispy brown hair, falling just past his ears and casually resting above his eyes. His eyes are green, topped with curly eyelashes and well kept eyebrows. His ears are a little big for his head, but he compensates with full lips. He has a strong jawline, and a small nose. His cheekbones are prominent, almost bony. His skin is pale, and paper thin.
Physique: {1+ paragraphs}
His body is small, with angular features, however his biceps and forearms are quite large. His chest is smooth, and he has narrow hips. His legs are small and he has big hands. He has constantly clean fingernails and his shoulders are broad.
Personality: {4+ paragraphs}
Very quiet, yet passionate about his beliefs. His ultimate dream is to become a Shop Owner, with a store in Diagon Alley. It seems to be the safest job he can do. Music is a constant element of his life. He is hardly ever without his headphones and walkman. He listens to a range of music, mostly artists people have never heard of. However, the volume is always close to silent; he thinks it's rude to ignore people when having a conversation.
He isn't very experienced when it comes to relationships, but he knows how to treat women more than most men. He has more friends of the female gender, usually because of his abilities to listen to other's problems and his exquisite manners. However, friends in general have always been a difficult hurtle for him, considering he's never had many. He had one best friend when he was younger, a girl. Her hormones kicked in early, and he got scared. They stopped being friends the minute he realized she had feelings for him.
His vocabulary is immaculate, and he has a tendency to wince when people make grammatical errors. He is also quite witty and his comments sometimes get him into trouble. He is incredibly intelligent, and on occasion, he feels the need to educate people who don't care about the information he has to share. He also has a small problem with patience. He tends to get bored with people who are not up to his maturity level.
An avid reader, he is eager to take in any information he can retain from books. He loves to learn about anything and everything. Few things do not interest him, however they include Video Games and Drama. Exercise is a part of his daily routine, because he is a firm believer in staying healthy.
Likes:
+ Reading
+ Poetry
+ Pizza
+ Family
+ Running
+ Photography
+ Coffee
+ Showering
+ Hiking
+ Magic
Dislikes:
– People who write with improper grammar
– Dirty jokes
– Singing
– Mowing the Lawn
– Boy Band Music
– Improper use of magic
– Candid Pictures of himself
– "Emo" Boys
– Ditzy girls who insert "like" in every other word of a sentence
– Chocolate
History: {4+ paragraphs}
Arthur William McCally was born in the heart of London, England, to his loving parents Mark and Bridget McCally. He was the youngest of three, his sister Sophia and brother Simon preceded him. They moved to the countryside, where Arthur spent his days playing with his siblings, growing closer to them with every waking minute.
Arthur's mother was never excited about her Hogwarts' roots; She had kept the secret from Arthur and Simon that she was a witch. Bridget McCally didn't want her children to have to deal with the disadvantages of being "special", like being picked on the way she was as a child. When Arthur began showing signs of having magical abilities, Bridget decided it was time to tell Arthur the truth. Arthur was scared at first, but eventually embraced his gifts and waited for his letter.
When Arthur was nine years old, he began getting tired quickly, bruising easily, and started to lose weight at a rapid pace. His mother took him to the hospital where they eventually diagnosed him with Leukemia. More tests were taken, and it was concluded that the only hope of saving Arthur was a bone-marrow transplant in the hands of his closest sibling, Sophia. Sophia, 19 at the time, eagerly accepted and they were wheeled into surgery. Everything seemed to be going fine, and the surgery was a success, but soon after, Sophia started to feel uncomfortable after-affects and she died only a few weeks after the surgery was completed. Arthur was devastated, and felt entirely responsible for his sisters' death. He began sinking slowly into a shell, refusing to let anyone in. He was always polite and well behaved, as he had promised himself he would always be, but never again did he become the carefree boy he had once been. Arthur was convinced if he stayed healthy, got perfect grades, and was never reckless again, his parents would be able to be proud of him.
Arthur still thinks about his lost sister, and blames himself for every problem his family has ever come into contact with. However, he has become better at hiding it from others. Deep down, Arthur desperately seeks the attention of a fairtytale romance, a girl who he believes will free him from his troubles...Of course he would never confide that to anyone.
Sample Post:
Crossing the grounds, listening to his fellow students wind down from another Monday at Hogwarts, he began to let his mind wander again, reviewing his days events as he always did around this time. His classes were, once again, fantastic, and lunch was just as good as yesterday. Hogwarts was so beautiful, so rich in resources for an impressive education. There was an infinite amount of information to absorb here, and his professors constantly amazed him with their experience. It gave him the urge to fly.
No, what a ridiculous thought to even register, He thought to himself. He would leave the Quidditch up to the more experienced flyers. Before he knew it, he was already at the top of the Owlery, searching for his favorite spot on the window ledge. It was a hilarious thought, but being surrounded by owl pellets and the smell of fresh letters was like a comforting blanket to him. He'd spent so much of his time up here when he'd first came to Hogwarts, it was like his safe haven. He didn't have much friends when he'd arrived, and he still didn't, but he had a few close housemates he could trust. It didn't bother him, school was much more important. He shook off the thought and sat down to observe the school grounds from the large, open window in the tower, as he had every day, sitting in the same position he did every day, thinking about the same things he'd always thought about.
He never got tired of his routine. He liked routine.
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And Finally - -
I, Biz, have read the rules, understand clearly what my responsibilities are now that I am joining ISS, and will abide by these standards set by the staff.[/color][/blockquote]
