Post by Adam Euan Abercrombie on Mar 18, 2011 0:31:58 GMT -6
ADAM EUAN ABERCROMBIE
[/font]IS GONNA BE TOTALLY AWESOME ![/color][/font]
girl please excuse me if i'm misbehaving,
i'm trying to keep my hands off,
but you're begging me for more...
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
NOW THAT'S EVIL. YEAH THANKS, I AM THE DARK LORD[/color][/font]
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AGE/DOB: August 18 / 17
YEAR: seventh
HOUSE: Ravenclaw
AFFILIATION: Neutral
SEXUALITY: straight[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE UGLIEST
GIRL IN SCHOOL? HMM... OH, BUCKBEAK, FOR SURE[/color][/font]
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EYE DETAILS: Adam's eyes are large and colored a foggy blue.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: Adam is five foot ten and a half and weighs around 160, 170 pounds. Adam is a small sort of guy.
STYLE: Adam wears a lot of jeans. As for shirts he'll go for a polo or a button up shirt, and a lot of the time put a sweater over the top. He likes ties, it'll be hard to catch him without one.
PLAYED BY: Landon Liboiron[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]MAN, BACK WHEN I HAD A BODY, OOH. I HAD MAD GAME
WITH THE BITCHES. JUST ASK BELLATRIX LESTRANGE![/color][/font]
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LOATHES: prefects, his mother, small children (for now), the floo network, his parents expectations.
BOGGART: his sister needing help and he isn't able to help her
DEMENTOR: when his mother came home drunk and tried to side along apparate him and he ended up being spliced (not entirely through but enough to scar).
PATRONUS: tree monkey - christmas before their mother got into alcohol... they were all so happy.
AMORENTIA: vanilla, new books, leather
VERITASERUM: he is very afraid of rejection, he doesn't like to date girls his own age.
STRENGTHS: charisma, theatrics, flirtation, music and art, learning (although it isn't very helpful to him as he has a photographic memory), keeping himself out of "trouble" (until now).
WEAKNESSES: doesn't like to be told what to do, he doesn't care much for secrets or rumours, it's hard for him to take no as an answer.
OVERVIEW: Adam is not a relationship type of guy. Not at all. He likes to flirt, get into girls’ pants, and make girls feel better about themselves… without the attachment of a girlfriend. Adam finds girls to be rather needy and clingy and he doesn’t like the way that looks. While he is in school he is just looking for a good time, and girls who are willing to… give him that good time. The only possible way that he could get away with… not getting into trouble here is if he had common sense, which, luckily, he does have.
Adam is rather charismatic. He always has interesting things to say, and has a way of attracting people to him. He has a magnetic sort of quality about him. He speaks fluent French, (which can be a total lady magnet) and is learning German. Adam likes to tell stories about himself that make him look really awesome and worldly, like “that one time when he shook hands with the Minister of Magic.”
Adam likes to party and have a good time. He’s never short on Firewhiskey, and is one of those loud and friendly drunks. He isn’t an alcoholic at all, and he always knows when enough is enough. Adam has a tendency to make a lot of “friends” while he is drunk.
Adam also has a tendency to be very charming. If he’s trying to win a girl he might write for her a song and perform it for her, or paint a picture for her… He’ll write her a poem or something of the like. Adam really is a closet romantic, he just doesn’t like everyone to see this side of him. If the occasion ever arose that he actually… had a girlfriend, and he loved her… well, she would see this side of him.
Adam is actually rather cheeky. He likes to mock people’s actions and what they say. His favorite is accents. Sometimes Adam tries to be funny when reallythe situation doesn’t call for being humorous. Adam doesn’t really care about the people around him, and if the attention isn’t on him he can be rather obnoxious.
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED ENOUGH MONEY TO
BUY OUT NASA WHEN THEIR PARENTS DIED[/color][/font]
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FATHER: Euan Abercrombie, 39, Daily Prophet journalist, Order, Gryffindor
SIBLINGS: ___ ___ Abercrombie, 16, n/a, Slytherin (female)
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES: n/a
WEALTH STATUS: Middle Class.
BIRTHPLACE: London England.
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts
OVERVIEW: Adam was born to Euan Abercrombie and Eleanor Abercrombie (-nee Branstone). Adam was the apple of his father’s eye, as he was just like him when he was a child. Adam was arrogant, charming, athletic, and a bit cheeky. Adam didn’t get into very much trouble when he was a child, due to his father’s lack of punishing him. That, and his father taught him how to be bad without getting into trouble.
When Adam was one, his sister was born. Growing up, she was a brat, and took a lot of the attention away from Adam. He didn’t much like this, and thus began him being cheeky. She also was the apple of their father’s eye, and Adam had to learn to share the spotlight.
Every Christmas, the two parents (although they didn’t have a lot of money at first), tried to give their two children the best Christmas’ ever. They’d buy them lots of gifts, even if they were small, and they would always have a big ham dinner. Christmas was always Adam’s favorite time of the year, because it was one of the very few days that his parents did not fight.
It wasn’t long after the Christmas after Adam turned eight that his mother started drinking. Adam could remember finding a lot of bottles underneath the sink and underneath his parents’ bed (he was of the curious sort). Of course, he and his sister did not at all know what was going on, but they knew enough to hide when she came home from being away for awhile. She liked to throw things and such, and if you got in the way, it wouldn’t matter.
On Adam’s eighth birthday, his mother was away. His father and his sister tried to give him a good birthday, but Adam never felt the same about his mother after that. He thought it was ridiculous how she’d take their father’s money and spend it all on booze and whatever else.
The day after his eighth birthday, their mother came home. She was drunk, but she must have felt bad about missing little Adam’s birthday. She yanked him out of bed and was going to side-along apparate him to a store, and buy him a gift to show how sorry she was. Unfortunately… the side along apparation didn’t work and Adam got spliced in the shoulder. It was a deep cut and Adam now has a huge scar that travels from his shoulder almost to his collar bone. His mother, after seeing what she had done, fled the scene and Adam was found by a shopkeeper in Diagon Alley, to which he was brought to St. Mungo’s.
After the “incident,” their mother tried to clean her act up. She’s still around, as Euan hadn’t had the heart to get rid of her, because she is trying. Adam could care less what happens to his mother, and doesn’t plan on going home after he graduates Hogwarts.
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[/color][/font]IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
GUSHERS! NO, NO, NO... I HAVE A FRUIT BY THE FOOT[/color][/font]
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AGE: 21
GENDER: female
EXPERIENCE: 7-8 years
MEMBER TITLE: admin!
SECRET WORD: -i know what it is!-
ANYTHING ELSE?: nopers, hear hear for another guy!
RP SAMPLE: Ah, there was nothing that Celie Scott loved more than jogging after work. Those high schoolers at Brighton were stressful, and she relished the silence of the run and her pattering feet against the pavement. Celie was usually one that would run to tunes of Bach and Tchaikovsky… to this English girl the quiet and beautiful melodies calmed her mind and helped her ability to concentrate, because after a day of spitballs and the hiding of the chalkboard chalk, it took a lot of effort to sit down and grade their half-arse papers. Sometimes Celie wished that she had stayed in England and taught school there… at least the high schools she attended throughout the country kept discipline as a major factor in the learning environment.
Celie knelt down on her front porch and tied her shoes. If there was something she loved about America, it was the Sketchers brand of running shoes. They came in so many different colors and Celie liked how she could get ones that had a bit of sparkle along the lace-line. She was the ultimate girly-girl. The twenty-three year old stood up and pulled at her short pink shorts before grabbing the top of her foot and pulling it backwards to stretch her legs out. Her iPod was clipped safely on her waistband of her shorts, and was playing a soft tune by Debussy, and she bobbed her little head to the downbeat.
It was actually rather ironic that the girl enjoyed a good run, because of her irrational fear of body fluids. Sweat was a body fluid, was it not? Fortunately for her, there were a few exceptions, but only in her case, of course. If it was her sweat, it was okay as long as it didn’t get anything. The girl always wore extra deodorant, putting a little on her thighs, just to be safe. She wasn’t a huge sweater, but just the thought of it tended to gross the girl out.
Celie took one step off of her porch to plan out her route this afternoon. On some days she would go left, and run around three blocks, and other days, and this was one of those particular days, where she would run right and go for four blocks. She would stop at every corner on her square and stretch, avoiding glances of gawky neighbors and getting hit with someone’s sprinkler.
Hitting play on her iPod, Celie took a couple more steps before she took off into a light jog, avoiding her next-door neighbor who took to taking their poufy poodle for a walk at the same time she ran. She smiled at the man, and decided that she must get a dog for herself, and then maybe running wouldn’t be as boring… until she realized that dogs had saliva and they liked to lick. In which case… that probably wouldn’t be the best idea for Celie.
While approaching her first corner, Celie slowed, and as did her iPod. Stopping in her tracks, unfortunately just after someone’s driveway, she pulled her iPod out of its clip and checked. The battery died. “Oh bloody hell!” she cursed, rolling her eyes and putting the iPod back into the clip on pouch[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]HUFFLEPUFFS ARE PARTICULARLY GOOD
FINDERS! WHAT THE HELL IS A HUFFLEPUFF?[/color][/font]
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