Post by M@XWeru on Nov 17, 2007 21:07:22 GMT
About You
Name: Call me Marty.
Anything Else: I was hoping to get this up much sooner, but I've been hospitalized.
The Character
Name: Sebastian Stephanopolous Sawyer
Nickname: A teacher is better off not knowing his nicknames, neh?
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Former House: Ravenclaw
Job: Innate Magics teacher (Thanks for the permission, admin-being)
History:
Growing up, Sebastian was surrounded by eccentrics - his mother died giving birth to him, so he was left to be raised by his father. His father, who was a brilliant wizard, was a very busy man. He and Sebastian's grandfather, also a wizard, spent almost all their time on their life work - innate magic. Since all wizards and witches at some point in their lives perform magic without the aid of potions or wands, the duo were trying to find a way to hone these abilities for the good of wizardkind. Thus Sebastian was, for the early part of his life, left to his own devices, looked over by a nanny. However, Sebastian was never spoiled. His father used almost all of his money on his research, and Sebastian had hardly any toys or other items at all, instead spending his time staring into a wall or watching his father's research.
At the age of four, Sebastian suddenly discovered a whole new world of things to do. His father suddenly decided to include him in his research, and the little boy was suddenly busy all day long. Potions, hypnosis, spells, different kinds of psycological stimuli, even muggle-made drugs - nothing was too dangerous or unorthodox to be tried. Thanks to advanced healing magic, and blind luck, Sebastian got through the treatments mostly unscathed. Some effects were irreversible, however - where his hair was once black and curly, it is now blazing red, and has the same properties that it would normally have, were it full of wax, and a large spot of skin on his back is now day-glo.
Some of the experiments had a greater effect than others and, by the time Sebastian graduated from Hogwartz (experiments had been conducted during his school years, as well), the research was nearing completion. A few years later, three generations of Sawyers rejoiced, as they had received permission to try out their methods on Hogwartz' students.
Personality:
Sebastian is a curious person, in that he never seems to get angry or depressed, no matter what happens, whether it is to him or to his fellow humans. Depending on which of the two people have noticed, he's been granted remarks ranging from 'heartless bastard' to 'idiot' (I mean, who would ever consider not being depressed to be a good thing?). Even despite these remarks, though, Sebastian walks through life with a smile on his lips.
Sebastian is easily startled, to the point where someone walking up to him in plain view can virtually scare him shitless if he's daydreaming hard enough. Once in his student years, he was presented with a boggart by a fellow student, who was curious as to what might be such a calm person's greatest fear. The boggart turned into a hand, which snuck around Sebastian and tapped him on the shoulder. They never found that boggart again. Sebastian loves jokes, mean-spirited or otherwise, but that joke took him a while to recover from.
Appearance:
Sebastian stands unusally tall at 6'4'', with blazing red hair and dark green eyes. He's neither broad nor slim, compared to an average human, though his height gives him a lanky appearance. While people normally have mouths that are either broad or thin, Sebastian's mouth can only be described as 'flexible'; while he's talking, it does not seem to have any unusual qualities, but his smiles are always very broad, and whenever he laughs, he manages to show all his teeth.
Sebastian has sharply cut features, small ears, and a nose that could be compared to that of an animé character. While his lanky figure and day-dreaming nature makes him seem clumsy and unfocused, he's actually lithe and athletic, even though he rarely shows it. Unlike most other of the Hogwartz teachers, he cares nary a bit for fancy outfits, and will mostly show up in class wearing T-shirts and sweatpants, or possibly a lab coat.
Picture: We have to have one? Oh, darn... Right, I'll get to it.
Other: If you look like P.A. or Scratter the penises will run.
Role-Play Sample:
"Gaaaaah! My high score!", cried Sebastian as the screen of his laptop suddenly went black. Apparently, the train had now passed the border between the Hogwartz school grounds and the rest of the world, the border that was infamous for causing electronics to crash. One of the students opposite snickered as Sebastian heaved a theatrical sigh, folding his laptop down and sticking it in his bag. Shrugging his shoulders, Sebastian threw his legs up on one end of the couch and lay down, glancing at the children - he hadn't an idea which year they might be in.
The child that had snickered, a red-haired teenage boy, grinned apologetically as his eyes met Sebastian's. "Sorry, sir", he began, "but you looked so funny, I couldn't help myself". Sebastian smirked, waving his hand dismissively at the kid. "Anything to please my audience. Don't call me sir, though - I'm allergic to politeness". Supporting his head with his elbow, he stared up at the roof while playng around with his hair, shaping his bangs into a claw-like structure that stuck out a good bit from his forehead.
"Yes, sir", said the youngster with a grin, leaning forward. "I have to ask, though... What is a teacher doing in a student compartment? Shouldn't you be in the other end of the train, with the teachers and whatnot, discussing... teachery things?", he asked, and the two students on the couch, a boy and a girl, so similar in appearance that they must have been related, turned their black-haired heads and harked. Sebastian flashed a devious grin and replied, "Seriously, I'll be seeing more than enough of those people anyway, I'll wager. Besides, I knew you guys wouldn't have the guts to complain about the noise", he said, turning over to lie on his back. In fact, he'd been playing his computer game at an atrocious volume. The students looked at each other in disbelief - who the hell was this guy?
Name: Call me Marty.
Anything Else: I was hoping to get this up much sooner, but I've been hospitalized.
The Character
Name: Sebastian Stephanopolous Sawyer
Nickname: A teacher is better off not knowing his nicknames, neh?
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Former House: Ravenclaw
Job: Innate Magics teacher (Thanks for the permission, admin-being)
History:
Growing up, Sebastian was surrounded by eccentrics - his mother died giving birth to him, so he was left to be raised by his father. His father, who was a brilliant wizard, was a very busy man. He and Sebastian's grandfather, also a wizard, spent almost all their time on their life work - innate magic. Since all wizards and witches at some point in their lives perform magic without the aid of potions or wands, the duo were trying to find a way to hone these abilities for the good of wizardkind. Thus Sebastian was, for the early part of his life, left to his own devices, looked over by a nanny. However, Sebastian was never spoiled. His father used almost all of his money on his research, and Sebastian had hardly any toys or other items at all, instead spending his time staring into a wall or watching his father's research.
At the age of four, Sebastian suddenly discovered a whole new world of things to do. His father suddenly decided to include him in his research, and the little boy was suddenly busy all day long. Potions, hypnosis, spells, different kinds of psycological stimuli, even muggle-made drugs - nothing was too dangerous or unorthodox to be tried. Thanks to advanced healing magic, and blind luck, Sebastian got through the treatments mostly unscathed. Some effects were irreversible, however - where his hair was once black and curly, it is now blazing red, and has the same properties that it would normally have, were it full of wax, and a large spot of skin on his back is now day-glo.
Some of the experiments had a greater effect than others and, by the time Sebastian graduated from Hogwartz (experiments had been conducted during his school years, as well), the research was nearing completion. A few years later, three generations of Sawyers rejoiced, as they had received permission to try out their methods on Hogwartz' students.
Personality:
Sebastian is a curious person, in that he never seems to get angry or depressed, no matter what happens, whether it is to him or to his fellow humans. Depending on which of the two people have noticed, he's been granted remarks ranging from 'heartless bastard' to 'idiot' (I mean, who would ever consider not being depressed to be a good thing?). Even despite these remarks, though, Sebastian walks through life with a smile on his lips.
Sebastian is easily startled, to the point where someone walking up to him in plain view can virtually scare him shitless if he's daydreaming hard enough. Once in his student years, he was presented with a boggart by a fellow student, who was curious as to what might be such a calm person's greatest fear. The boggart turned into a hand, which snuck around Sebastian and tapped him on the shoulder. They never found that boggart again. Sebastian loves jokes, mean-spirited or otherwise, but that joke took him a while to recover from.
Appearance:
Sebastian stands unusally tall at 6'4'', with blazing red hair and dark green eyes. He's neither broad nor slim, compared to an average human, though his height gives him a lanky appearance. While people normally have mouths that are either broad or thin, Sebastian's mouth can only be described as 'flexible'; while he's talking, it does not seem to have any unusual qualities, but his smiles are always very broad, and whenever he laughs, he manages to show all his teeth.
Sebastian has sharply cut features, small ears, and a nose that could be compared to that of an animé character. While his lanky figure and day-dreaming nature makes him seem clumsy and unfocused, he's actually lithe and athletic, even though he rarely shows it. Unlike most other of the Hogwartz teachers, he cares nary a bit for fancy outfits, and will mostly show up in class wearing T-shirts and sweatpants, or possibly a lab coat.
Picture: We have to have one? Oh, darn... Right, I'll get to it.
Other: If you look like P.A. or Scratter the penises will run.
Role-Play Sample:
"Gaaaaah! My high score!", cried Sebastian as the screen of his laptop suddenly went black. Apparently, the train had now passed the border between the Hogwartz school grounds and the rest of the world, the border that was infamous for causing electronics to crash. One of the students opposite snickered as Sebastian heaved a theatrical sigh, folding his laptop down and sticking it in his bag. Shrugging his shoulders, Sebastian threw his legs up on one end of the couch and lay down, glancing at the children - he hadn't an idea which year they might be in.
The child that had snickered, a red-haired teenage boy, grinned apologetically as his eyes met Sebastian's. "Sorry, sir", he began, "but you looked so funny, I couldn't help myself". Sebastian smirked, waving his hand dismissively at the kid. "Anything to please my audience. Don't call me sir, though - I'm allergic to politeness". Supporting his head with his elbow, he stared up at the roof while playng around with his hair, shaping his bangs into a claw-like structure that stuck out a good bit from his forehead.
"Yes, sir", said the youngster with a grin, leaning forward. "I have to ask, though... What is a teacher doing in a student compartment? Shouldn't you be in the other end of the train, with the teachers and whatnot, discussing... teachery things?", he asked, and the two students on the couch, a boy and a girl, so similar in appearance that they must have been related, turned their black-haired heads and harked. Sebastian flashed a devious grin and replied, "Seriously, I'll be seeing more than enough of those people anyway, I'll wager. Besides, I knew you guys wouldn't have the guts to complain about the noise", he said, turning over to lie on his back. In fact, he'd been playing his computer game at an atrocious volume. The students looked at each other in disbelief - who the hell was this guy?
