Post by nathaniel on Jun 3, 2009 13:16:58 GMT -5
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
[/font]I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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Nathaniel Cason[/CENTER]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Toby or Nate
AGE: 19
D.O.B.: May 14
ALLEGIANCE: uncertain, trying to get his bearings straight first
PROFESSION: student
WAND TYPE: maple wood, 7.7 inches, with fairy dust core
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Green-brown, depends on the color shirt he's wearing, so if it's a dark shirt the color leans toward brown and visa-versa.
HEIGHT: 5' 7"
WEIGHT: 155 lbs
BODY TYPE: He's shorter than other guys his age, and he has never been really athletic, but he isn't scrawny. He looks like the cashier people see at a store who are average, but still have a bit of muscle on them.
VOICE: Baritone and rich sounding, though he is bad at singing.
PERSONAL STYLE: In your face if he doesn't like you, but he can be extremely shy and naive when he's nervous or is unsure of the situation he's in.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
He used to have a couple of good friends, but they all chose what allegiance they were going to be allied to, so he was left alone. His mother his only relation left, considering that he has no siblings and his father is 'missing'. He takes care of her between all of his activities and schoolwork.
His favorite pastime is rock skipping, because it can be a solitary or group activity. Because of this, his arms have quite a bit of muscle (and he can throw a mean quaffle).
He is picked on a lot, so he developed a mean attitude when people start ganging up on him, just like a turtle who retreats into its shell, but underneath it all he's quiet, but not unfriendly (most of the time) and likes to read (which makes his mother proud). He's a bit of a 'momma's boy'.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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Food
Books
Lakes
Candles
Flashlights
Checkers
Chess (with people who don't know how to play)
Icicles
Oranges
Pears
Peaches
Apricots
Plums
Blue Scissors
Lamps
his wand
Halfbreeds
Talking Portraits
Thread
(secretly flying airplanes)
music
piano
violin
He also likes talking to animals and he just pretends that they talk back to him.
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
Groups of people
Hippogriffs
the color red
Flowers
Wannabes
Vines
Pizza
Chocolate
Hot Chocolate
Feathers
Leaves
Being Sick
flutes
tubas
GOALS:
Wants to makes sure his mother isn't in pain despite her illness
Wants to make the best of his education
Wants to figure out how to cook
BOGGART:
His greatest fear is of someone close to him leaving him, so the majority of the time his boggart is his father who walked out and then disappeared. He tries to get over it, because he thinks that emotional things can be tamed because they are yours to control, but he hasn't mastered that. Other times it's his friends, but Nathaniel figures that when he has decided what side to be on that the problem will clear itself up.
PATRONUS:
It is a wolf because his mother's animagus is a white wolf, and she used to transform all the time for his entertainment when he was younger. He remembers this as his fondest memory because back then she was strong and healthy. He is grateful that his patronus is his mother's animagus because he knows that she doesn't have long left and when she dies he wants something to remember her for.
DEMENTOR: When he first discovered his powers was the worst because he cleaning windows for extra money when one of the neighborhood bullies came up to him and started to sneer at him. Then, the other boy put his hand against the window while saying what a poor job Nathaniel was doing because there was still a palm print there (the bully's). In his anger he just turned his head and ignored the older one, but the glass heated up quickly within seconds and as the bully yelped, charred skin was left sticking to the glass pane.
FAVOURITE SMELLS:
Newly shorn grass
Wildflowers
Poison brewing
Oranges
BASIC PERSONALITY: easily irritated, medium self-control, cheerful, loves noise, proud, expressive
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Andreas Cason
BROTHER(S): none
SISTER(S): none
OTHER: He talks to a little robin that he named Pete, who could be considered a pet.
BLOOD STATUS: impurity
HOMETOWN: Gloucester
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY:
His mother was just as wayward as he is now, so in effect, it happened that she had a onetime deal with his father who stayed with her out of a sense of duty. When he began to speak, he walked out, but Toby can still picture a vague face. Andreas doesn't say much about Carlisle, but Toby can see that it pains her, because even if she didn't love him, they got to be good friends.
When Toby was 5, nearly 6, his magic began to show and it was then that he really started to depend on his mother. He didn't have very much control, so his mother had to 'train' him, by making him use his magic to do simple tasks so that by the time he was to go to school, his magic would be too exhausted to do anything major.
When he was in his teens, he tended to get into trouble and do thinks that was frowned on upon his mother who only sighed, saying that he would get out of the phase and that he would learn with time. His bad habits caused him to lose many friends who were disgusted to him, but after he cleaned up his act, and his reputation was shot, only his mother talked to him. Her and his grandmother, who shook her head and scolded the town for even allowing such a young child to get such bad habits (his grandmother was so out there, but better her than his grandfather coming to the rescue. He was beyond unbelievable).
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: 4 years
HOW YOU FOUND US: I was surfing the net looking for rp sites
OTHER CHARACTERS: none
RP SAMPLE:
He hissed as the paper cut he gained from one of his mother's old books stung with the juice he had spilled coincidentally at the same time. He had been minding his own business doing his homework in Hogwarts when Pete had flown in, pulling at his hair and flapping his wings and chirping about how Nathaniel hadn't paid attention to him ever since he had returned to school.
With a roll of his eyes, he used his right pointer finger to pet the creature that was on his left shoulder and shushed him.
"You'll get me in trouble!" he smiled before returning to his book. Then he paused, and looking at Pete he asked, "Could you get me a bandage? It should be somewhere in my trunk..." the tiny robin nodded its head and flew off.
He went back to his book, massaging his head of its headache before carefully turning another page. 'History.... history.... goblins... goblin wars...' He could feel himself drifting off.
In the cold room he could feel the draft from beneath his feet so he pulled up his knees to his chin and shrugged his head in his shoulders trying to keep warm. In the quiet of the stone that surrounded him he tried to think of music, of something that could fill of the emptiness that was echoing in his mind.
'Chirp!' Pete came back with a bandage in his mouth, looking all self important and whatnot, poofing out his chest like that. Nathaniel rolled his eyes, took the proffered object and took a nap on the chair with the robin resting on his head and the History book laid open on his lap.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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