SCOTT, james mathew

[jack stephen carlyle]

JAMES mathew SCOTT



Who wants to live forever, anyway?

GENERAL INFORMATION

Name: James Mathew Scott
Age: Seventeen
Birthday: September 19th
Year: Seventh
Blood Type: A-
Orientation: Homosexual
Blood Status: Muggle-born

APPEARANCE

Play-By: Michael Trevino
Height: 6'0
Weight: 163 lbs
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Brown
Skin Colour: White/Tanned, depending on season.
Distinguishing Features: None except a small scar on his left leg
Dressing Style: Usually he'll be found in muggle designer clothes such as Hollister, SuperDry, Criminal Damage, Vans, Converse, Obey, etc. He's got a mix between prep and alternative going on, but he somehow makes it look good. Other than that, he'll be in his robes.

PERSONALITY

Personality Traits: Easy going, laid back, quick tempered at times, protective, strong willed, doesn't give up easily.
Likes: Men, a lot, loyalty, working out, running, exercising, dubstep, muggle stuff - laptop, ipod, etc.
Dislikes: Knobs, to be blunt, backstabbers, liars, cheaters, most women; he can't stand the bitchiness.
Strengths: He has an amazing wit and an amazingly dark sense of humour, but he's loud and open about everything. He doesn't have an area about himself which he's awkward about, he can talk to anyone about anything. He's trustworthy and easy to talk to.
Weaknesses: His craving for his muggle-life-style back in the first month or two of every term or new year and his lack of focus in class. While he's not doing too bad, he's still not sure what he's doing with some subjects.

MAGICAL WORLD

Wand Wood: Cherry
Wand Core: Unicorn hair
Wand Length: 13.75 inches
Pet(s): Black owl - Jamie

BACKGROUND

Mother: Sybil Scott 45
Father: Ryan Scott 42
Sibling(s): N/A
Other Important Family: N/A
History: James was an only child, so growing up was hard for him. At the age of five he was thrown into the deep end of boarding school, due to the fact his parents wanted the 'best' for him, even though they knew full well that saying that was a lie. They just couldn't bear the thought of knowing that they had raised a child who was lonely, and thought boarding school would be the best option for him, that way he would socialise, make friends and all the other pleasantries that came with it.

By the age of eight he was one of the most popular kids in the school, even with the older ones. He would play sports with the other students on breaks and was quickly heading for the preppy lifestyle. However, that all changed when he hit eleven and he got a letter through the post and his parents withdrew him from the boarding school. He was off to Hogwarts. The train journey took what seemed like forever, but he finally got there happy as Larry.

His first few years were pretty simple, socialise, go to class, socialise, class, socialise. He soon came out at gay when he was fourteen, didn't bother him what people thought of it, but he wasn't sure how other people took it. It was up to them what they thought about it at the end of the day, if they didn't like him then they didn't have to talk to him as far as he was concerned. Now he's in his final year his primary focus is to finally get his exams passed and over and done with.

MUGGLE WORLD

Alias: Jack
RP Experience: Eh, not long aha. I quit for three years after a five year experience, but I'm like at three weeks again now.
RP Sample: The night time, how wonderfully grim, especially tonight. The fog was dense and it was virtually impossible to see your hand if you extended your arm all the way out. The weather was still supposed to be warm so this could only mean that the dementors were once again breeding. How wonderfully awful. James stepped out of the castle, sneaking out at night was one of his specialities, especially during the summer and autumn evenings. They were just beautiful to him.

He had to check that the coast was clear every few minutes before he found somewhere on the lawns of the castle to sit, then he got out his wand and cast a few protection spells to make him practically invisible to anyone who wasn't looking specifically for him. The perfect time to think, the perfect time to relax, that was until someone else came along. After hearing them mutter a few words of greetings, he turned around and gave them a small smile. They'd obviously carefully followed him to the lawns, probably to see if he was up to no good again and to try and stop him, bless them. However, this time they were wrong, if that's what their plan was, anyway. "Oh, hey, how's it going? What you doing up, anyway?" He smiled back and asked, offering them a seat next to him.