Post by Niall Weasley on Jul 2, 2007 13:26:32 GMT -5
The Roleplayer: About You[/U]
Name: Ratty, Ratleg or Rat. =]
Gender: Female
Location: England. =|
How You Found Us: Neopets advertisement board
The Character: Basics[/U]
Full Name:
Niall Harrison Weasley
Age:
15
Parents' Names:
George Weasley and Caroline Weasley-Hart
House at Hogwarts:
Gryffindor
Year at Hogwarts:
5th
Gender:
Male
History:
Well, what can be said about the 'dashing' Niall Weasley?
He lost his virginity at age 10, to his older brother's best friend, he gained a reputation as a whore when he first stepped into Hogwarts, and as the reputation grew, so did the chance of being expelled.
Okay, so being the son of George Weasley, you'd think that Niall was the ultimate prankster. Wrong, again. He does like to prank, and he likes nothing better than to place the blame on someone other than himself, but he would so much rather f**k somebody, to be honest. He may look cute, but by god, he isn't.
Siblings Attending Hogwarts:
Preston Weasley -Played by Keia
Siblings out of Hogwarts:
None
The Character: Appearance[/U]
Eyes:
Blue
Hair:
Auburn, more brown, and in the 'emo' style.
Piercings: None, yet.
Tattoos: A string of stars, in rainbow colours, across his lower back.
Celebrity Picture:
Celebrity Name:
Ryan Ross
The Character: Personality[/U]
Likes:
Boys
Sex
Chocolate
Shopping
Friends
His Father
Playing pranks
-admin edit-
Dislikes:
Girls
Potions
Pranks being played on him
Being blamed for things
Good Qualities:
He's got the gift of the gab
He's relatively smart
He's really cute (In his own opinion)
Bad Qualities:
He's sleazy, cheap and arrogant
He tends to think he's superior to everyone
He likes to exaggerate
Overall Personality:
Niall Weasley. He sounds pretty cute, right? Wrong. He's a devious, conniving, sneaky little bastard, and someone who you definately don't want to cross. Of course, he's pretty much a whore, sleeping with any guy (Sorry Girls, He's A Man's Man) who takes his fancy, and charging them for it. He's known, most lovingly, as 'The Gryffindor Whore'. If you haven't heard of him, you haven't lived.
The Roleplayer: For Administrator[/U]
Favourite Rule:
Your character must have a picture. They can be a celebrity, or just some person (yourself if you wish). I will not, however, permit you to draw your characters
Reason:
Because you don't have to rely on description alone to imagine a character if there's a picture. ^^
The Roleplayer: Audition[/U]
What It Is:
Intro
What Genre It Is:
Medievil(Apologies for spelling) Fantasy
Where It's From:
A one on one via email
Roleplaying Sample:
Finally, school was over for the day. A rush of students escaped the captivity the teachers kept them in for hours at a time. Among the rush of students was a tall boy, his vivid blue hair separating himself from the others. What the others didn?t know was that the shock of blue hair that graced this boy?s head was his natural colour. His shocking violet eyes, that held so much rage, so much anger, were focused on the floor, watching his feet move, right, and left, right, and left.
Now and again he would be pushed, and insults would be hurled his way. ?Gay? they all called him. ?Queer?. This boy was just different. Yes, he was slightly more sensitive than the other boys in his school, but does that make him gay? He shook his head slightly, walking onward, and turning at the end of the school path. Left. Not right, the way home. Left, to the shop.
The shop that held such wonder and mystery, that intrigued him so much. It was the only place he could be calm. Not in the orphanage where he was so cruelly left when he was younger. His Mother had died when he was born. The boy didn?t care, he never knew her. Nothing to cry over, he wasn?t one of those ?sob-story kids?, the ones who get adopted first. If anyone attempted to talk to him, he would hiss at them and move away. He wasn?t even up for adoption any more. Nobody would want a blue haired, purple-eyed monster as a child. Monster. That was the wrong way to describe the boy.
The boy didn?t even know who he was anymore. He had no second name, and no last name. He was only known as Jack. Turning down a small side street and making sure no one was following him, Jack approached the shop. Jack came here everyday after school was over. He knew the shop inside out, and adored the darkness that was inside it. Darkness. The state that made him feel at home. Smiling at the gnarled sign, and reading it with softened eyes, he entered the shop.
Name: Ratty, Ratleg or Rat. =]
Gender: Female
Location: England. =|
How You Found Us: Neopets advertisement board
The Character: Basics[/U]
Full Name:
Niall Harrison Weasley
Age:
15
Parents' Names:
George Weasley and Caroline Weasley-Hart
House at Hogwarts:
Gryffindor
Year at Hogwarts:
5th
Gender:
Male
History:
Well, what can be said about the 'dashing' Niall Weasley?
He lost his virginity at age 10, to his older brother's best friend, he gained a reputation as a whore when he first stepped into Hogwarts, and as the reputation grew, so did the chance of being expelled.
Okay, so being the son of George Weasley, you'd think that Niall was the ultimate prankster. Wrong, again. He does like to prank, and he likes nothing better than to place the blame on someone other than himself, but he would so much rather f**k somebody, to be honest. He may look cute, but by god, he isn't.
Siblings Attending Hogwarts:
Preston Weasley -Played by Keia
Siblings out of Hogwarts:
None
The Character: Appearance[/U]
Eyes:
Blue
Hair:
Auburn, more brown, and in the 'emo' style.
Piercings: None, yet.
Tattoos: A string of stars, in rainbow colours, across his lower back.
Celebrity Picture:
Celebrity Name:
Ryan Ross
The Character: Personality[/U]
Likes:
Boys
Sex
Chocolate
Shopping
Friends
His Father
Playing pranks
-admin edit-
Dislikes:
Girls
Potions
Pranks being played on him
Being blamed for things
Good Qualities:
He's got the gift of the gab
He's relatively smart
He's really cute (In his own opinion)
Bad Qualities:
He's sleazy, cheap and arrogant
He tends to think he's superior to everyone
He likes to exaggerate
Overall Personality:
Niall Weasley. He sounds pretty cute, right? Wrong. He's a devious, conniving, sneaky little bastard, and someone who you definately don't want to cross. Of course, he's pretty much a whore, sleeping with any guy (Sorry Girls, He's A Man's Man) who takes his fancy, and charging them for it. He's known, most lovingly, as 'The Gryffindor Whore'. If you haven't heard of him, you haven't lived.
The Roleplayer: For Administrator[/U]
Favourite Rule:
Your character must have a picture. They can be a celebrity, or just some person (yourself if you wish). I will not, however, permit you to draw your characters
Reason:
Because you don't have to rely on description alone to imagine a character if there's a picture. ^^
The Roleplayer: Audition[/U]
What It Is:
Intro
What Genre It Is:
Medievil(Apologies for spelling) Fantasy
Where It's From:
A one on one via email
Roleplaying Sample:
Finally, school was over for the day. A rush of students escaped the captivity the teachers kept them in for hours at a time. Among the rush of students was a tall boy, his vivid blue hair separating himself from the others. What the others didn?t know was that the shock of blue hair that graced this boy?s head was his natural colour. His shocking violet eyes, that held so much rage, so much anger, were focused on the floor, watching his feet move, right, and left, right, and left.
Now and again he would be pushed, and insults would be hurled his way. ?Gay? they all called him. ?Queer?. This boy was just different. Yes, he was slightly more sensitive than the other boys in his school, but does that make him gay? He shook his head slightly, walking onward, and turning at the end of the school path. Left. Not right, the way home. Left, to the shop.
The shop that held such wonder and mystery, that intrigued him so much. It was the only place he could be calm. Not in the orphanage where he was so cruelly left when he was younger. His Mother had died when he was born. The boy didn?t care, he never knew her. Nothing to cry over, he wasn?t one of those ?sob-story kids?, the ones who get adopted first. If anyone attempted to talk to him, he would hiss at them and move away. He wasn?t even up for adoption any more. Nobody would want a blue haired, purple-eyed monster as a child. Monster. That was the wrong way to describe the boy.
The boy didn?t even know who he was anymore. He had no second name, and no last name. He was only known as Jack. Turning down a small side street and making sure no one was following him, Jack approached the shop. Jack came here everyday after school was over. He knew the shop inside out, and adored the darkness that was inside it. Darkness. The state that made him feel at home. Smiling at the gnarled sign, and reading it with softened eyes, he entered the shop.
