Post by because on Jan 22, 2010 19:19:41 GMT -7
It's All About...
You! (optional)
Name: Meg
Age: 14
How did you find us?: Um, you told me a loooong time ago
The Charry!
Name: Bradly Xavier Ressel
Age: Nineteen
Birthday: August 21st
Blood: Pure
Picture:
Height: 6'3 1/2
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Color: Tanned
Hair Color: Dark
Family Members: Carlotta Ressel (mother, dead)
Marcus Ressel (father, dead)
Eliza-Coraline Ressel (sister, 14)
Dean Ressel (brother, 14)
General History: Both Carlotta and Marcus were Slytherins. It didn't take much hanging out to know how much they both loved each other. At the beginning of their fourth year, they began dating, and were married a year after graduation. Bradly was born a short while later, followed by Dean and Cora. Unfortunately, Carlotta died in child birth, much to the dismay of Marcus. He was soon past that.
Bradly was instantly sorted into Slytherin when he began school at Hogwarts. His parents had a bit of a reputation, and he was no exception to that rule. He flaunted his bad boy attitude and loved every minute of it. He was the Quidditch Star, and absolutely loved winning the matches for his teammates. He was still angry about his mother's death however, and was thrown into anger fits on occasion.
Their father's behavior didn't help. He began to abuse his children, but rarely. After Bradly finished school, he was offered a professional Quidditch position for Puddlemere United, which he gladly took up, but not before his father's death. Marcus was a former Death Eater who had betrayed them, but... a Death Eater found him first, and murdered him, the children hiding in a nearby closet. Cora and Dean were sent to an orphanage, and Bradly became their guardian when he turned eighteen.
Personality Traits: Finicky, picky, compassionate, caring, temperamental, open-minded
Likes: Quidditch, his siblings, his best friend Todd, thinking of his mother, visiting his mother's grave, working at the Sun Dance cafe, music
Dislikes: Snotty people, people that reflect his former self, his siblings making wrong choices, waiting, not being able to play Quidditch, being away from Todd, being away from anyone he loves
Hobbies: Quidditch, caring for his siblings
Wand: 13 inch birch, sphinx hair
Pets: N/A
Stuff for the Admin!
How long have you been "RPing"?: 3 years
RP Sample:
Alice tucked the book beside her when the Hatter handed it back. She remained silent as he spoke of the play, not surprised of his favorite part. Of course the suicide of two young teens would thrill him. He probably thought the murders of Mercutio and Tybalt were the main aspects of the play as well. The question she had been waiting for was popped, and Alice saw him cringe. She concealed a smirk with a flip of her long yellow hair. She smoothed out her gown before replying.
"Now, don't cringe." Alice began, scolding him. She met his gaze fiercely, an emotion quite unnatural for her. "I don't know is not my answer anymore." she replied, her voice steady, not betraying any emotion. She paused dramatically, knowing it would drive the Hatter even more mad. Perhaps it was out of kindness she did this, for madness pleased the Hatter, or maybe she was just being cruel. The thought of being cruel with her enemy and captor was an intriguing thought.
"My answer is now something that is guaranteed to confuse you. You like playing games, no?" Alice continued, a gleaming, soft, yet sly smile creeping onto her face. "The answer to your question can no longer be answered with a statement. My answer, is now accompanied with a question." she took a deep breath. The madness was making her dizzy. "Why am I so important to you, to Wonderland? Why is it that you insist on my allegiance with you? Am I really that... powerful? Dangerous even?"
Rules Word: Nightwish
You! (optional)
Name: Meg
Age: 14
How did you find us?: Um, you told me a loooong time ago
The Charry!
Name: Bradly Xavier Ressel
Age: Nineteen
Birthday: August 21st
Blood: Pure
Picture:
Height: 6'3 1/2
Weight: 160 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Skin Color: Tanned
Hair Color: Dark
Family Members: Carlotta Ressel (mother, dead)
Marcus Ressel (father, dead)
Eliza-Coraline Ressel (sister, 14)
Dean Ressel (brother, 14)
General History: Both Carlotta and Marcus were Slytherins. It didn't take much hanging out to know how much they both loved each other. At the beginning of their fourth year, they began dating, and were married a year after graduation. Bradly was born a short while later, followed by Dean and Cora. Unfortunately, Carlotta died in child birth, much to the dismay of Marcus. He was soon past that.
Bradly was instantly sorted into Slytherin when he began school at Hogwarts. His parents had a bit of a reputation, and he was no exception to that rule. He flaunted his bad boy attitude and loved every minute of it. He was the Quidditch Star, and absolutely loved winning the matches for his teammates. He was still angry about his mother's death however, and was thrown into anger fits on occasion.
Their father's behavior didn't help. He began to abuse his children, but rarely. After Bradly finished school, he was offered a professional Quidditch position for Puddlemere United, which he gladly took up, but not before his father's death. Marcus was a former Death Eater who had betrayed them, but... a Death Eater found him first, and murdered him, the children hiding in a nearby closet. Cora and Dean were sent to an orphanage, and Bradly became their guardian when he turned eighteen.
Personality Traits: Finicky, picky, compassionate, caring, temperamental, open-minded
Likes: Quidditch, his siblings, his best friend Todd, thinking of his mother, visiting his mother's grave, working at the Sun Dance cafe, music
Dislikes: Snotty people, people that reflect his former self, his siblings making wrong choices, waiting, not being able to play Quidditch, being away from Todd, being away from anyone he loves
Hobbies: Quidditch, caring for his siblings
Wand: 13 inch birch, sphinx hair
Pets: N/A
Stuff for the Admin!
How long have you been "RPing"?: 3 years
RP Sample:
Alice tucked the book beside her when the Hatter handed it back. She remained silent as he spoke of the play, not surprised of his favorite part. Of course the suicide of two young teens would thrill him. He probably thought the murders of Mercutio and Tybalt were the main aspects of the play as well. The question she had been waiting for was popped, and Alice saw him cringe. She concealed a smirk with a flip of her long yellow hair. She smoothed out her gown before replying.
"Now, don't cringe." Alice began, scolding him. She met his gaze fiercely, an emotion quite unnatural for her. "I don't know is not my answer anymore." she replied, her voice steady, not betraying any emotion. She paused dramatically, knowing it would drive the Hatter even more mad. Perhaps it was out of kindness she did this, for madness pleased the Hatter, or maybe she was just being cruel. The thought of being cruel with her enemy and captor was an intriguing thought.
"My answer is now something that is guaranteed to confuse you. You like playing games, no?" Alice continued, a gleaming, soft, yet sly smile creeping onto her face. "The answer to your question can no longer be answered with a statement. My answer, is now accompanied with a question." she took a deep breath. The madness was making her dizzy. "Why am I so important to you, to Wonderland? Why is it that you insist on my allegiance with you? Am I really that... powerful? Dangerous even?"
Rules Word: Nightwish