Post by Alistair Madden on Jan 2, 2007 17:03:57 GMT -5
Name: Alistair Madden
Age:16
Year: 5th
House: prefered=Ravenclaw second=Gryffindor
Birthday:3rd January
Parents: James & Heather
History:Alistair is an only child and he hates it. He hates not having the company of a sibling when at home which is why he has always put his heart into music before he went to Hogwarts and still does now. Although he shoes a great skill at magic, being in Ravenclaw proves it, he still loves the muggle world where he always thought he belonged to more. He feels more accpeted when he is home at school holidays and with his first and formost friends.
His father died when he was 8 years old and it affected him badly. He got on really well with his dad and bonded with him more. His education and general growing faltered and he spent hours in his room either doing nothing at all or playing with his father's acoustic guitar that he was told he could have when he got old enough. His father died doing work in the department of mysteries so no one was ever to know how exactly he died.
And his father's death was and still is the only thing that makes him strive to do well in life and especially at Hogwarts. He inhertied his powers from him as his mother is a muggle and he is determined to work at the minestry of magic in the department of mysteries and find out what happened to his dad. His mother wasn't keen to let him attend Hogwarts, seeing how much he loved the school and friends he had already but he had decided years ago at a young age that even though he might not enjoy it, he still wanted to go.
It's not as if Alistair doesn't enjoy school and that he doesn't have friends. He does, but for some reason he is more in tune with his muggle friends.
Bloodline: Half-blood
Appearance: Alistair is very small person for his age, only just reaching 5,0. He sometimes loathes being small but at times it comes in handy. He gets a lot of stick for being so small, but after being the smaller of the groups for so long, he's too used to it to care.
He has black hair that he dies regulary. Naturally he is blonde and he hates it. His hair is not short but not really long either, he lets it grow long over his eyes as he is really into the emo look but hates the fact that people judge emo's to sit crying in darkened rooms slitting their wrists because he is totally against all of that.
He hates wearing unifrom and often doesn't wear all of it. When not in school clothes, he likes to wear jeans, black, blue or ripped and t shirts and jackets of his favourite muggle bands. Normally his clothing will be accompined by a hat of some sort, a visored Green Day beanie hat being his favourite.
Appearance:
Personality: Alistair is someone not to get on the wrong side of. He may be a kind hearted person but if you wind him up he will turn his wand on you, being a ravenclaw 5th year he knows a few spells as well.
He is a very competitive person, even though he is quite private and sometime shy around other people, he likes to win and be the best at things and if he gets ound up by someone when he loses, thats when he gets the most angry.
Though he is a kind person, and enjoys people's company but also likes to be alone. He likes nothing more than to be able to sit in a corner of the common room drawing or in an empty classroom, jamming on his prized possesion, electric guitar or skateboarding just as much as laughing and joking with his friends.
Roleplay Sample: The wind had picked up speed, but Alistair didn't care. It lifted the hem of his cloak into the air and swayed the large treew of the Forbidden Forest that loomed ahed. He picked up his own pace, very so often, looking back at the school, to make sure he wasn't to be seen.
The moon shone brightly overhead, it was full. Did it scare Alistair? Maybe a little, he had heard rumours about werewolves in the forest. But he was a strong seventh year who worked alone and with no one else, thats how he had become the person he is today. He reached the foot of the forest and stopped. Ignoring the eerie rush of leaves coming from within, he dived into the trees and made his way down the winding path.
Age:16
Year: 5th
House: prefered=Ravenclaw second=Gryffindor
Birthday:3rd January
Parents: James & Heather
History:Alistair is an only child and he hates it. He hates not having the company of a sibling when at home which is why he has always put his heart into music before he went to Hogwarts and still does now. Although he shoes a great skill at magic, being in Ravenclaw proves it, he still loves the muggle world where he always thought he belonged to more. He feels more accpeted when he is home at school holidays and with his first and formost friends.
His father died when he was 8 years old and it affected him badly. He got on really well with his dad and bonded with him more. His education and general growing faltered and he spent hours in his room either doing nothing at all or playing with his father's acoustic guitar that he was told he could have when he got old enough. His father died doing work in the department of mysteries so no one was ever to know how exactly he died.
And his father's death was and still is the only thing that makes him strive to do well in life and especially at Hogwarts. He inhertied his powers from him as his mother is a muggle and he is determined to work at the minestry of magic in the department of mysteries and find out what happened to his dad. His mother wasn't keen to let him attend Hogwarts, seeing how much he loved the school and friends he had already but he had decided years ago at a young age that even though he might not enjoy it, he still wanted to go.
It's not as if Alistair doesn't enjoy school and that he doesn't have friends. He does, but for some reason he is more in tune with his muggle friends.
Bloodline: Half-blood
Appearance: Alistair is very small person for his age, only just reaching 5,0. He sometimes loathes being small but at times it comes in handy. He gets a lot of stick for being so small, but after being the smaller of the groups for so long, he's too used to it to care.
He has black hair that he dies regulary. Naturally he is blonde and he hates it. His hair is not short but not really long either, he lets it grow long over his eyes as he is really into the emo look but hates the fact that people judge emo's to sit crying in darkened rooms slitting their wrists because he is totally against all of that.
He hates wearing unifrom and often doesn't wear all of it. When not in school clothes, he likes to wear jeans, black, blue or ripped and t shirts and jackets of his favourite muggle bands. Normally his clothing will be accompined by a hat of some sort, a visored Green Day beanie hat being his favourite.
Appearance:
Personality: Alistair is someone not to get on the wrong side of. He may be a kind hearted person but if you wind him up he will turn his wand on you, being a ravenclaw 5th year he knows a few spells as well.
He is a very competitive person, even though he is quite private and sometime shy around other people, he likes to win and be the best at things and if he gets ound up by someone when he loses, thats when he gets the most angry.
Though he is a kind person, and enjoys people's company but also likes to be alone. He likes nothing more than to be able to sit in a corner of the common room drawing or in an empty classroom, jamming on his prized possesion, electric guitar or skateboarding just as much as laughing and joking with his friends.
Roleplay Sample: The wind had picked up speed, but Alistair didn't care. It lifted the hem of his cloak into the air and swayed the large treew of the Forbidden Forest that loomed ahed. He picked up his own pace, very so often, looking back at the school, to make sure he wasn't to be seen.
The moon shone brightly overhead, it was full. Did it scare Alistair? Maybe a little, he had heard rumours about werewolves in the forest. But he was a strong seventh year who worked alone and with no one else, thats how he had become the person he is today. He reached the foot of the forest and stopped. Ignoring the eerie rush of leaves coming from within, he dived into the trees and made his way down the winding path.
