Post by Tristoy Sphynx on Jun 17, 2008 13:09:58 GMT -8
Name:
Tristoy Sphynx
Age:
16
Gender:
Male
Blood:
Pure
Wand:
12 inch Willow with a unicorn tail
Affiliation:
Good
Animal:
He has a pet eagle named Story.
Physical Description:
Tristoy is about five feet seven inches tall, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He wears glasses and has a really silly smile. He's kind of scrawny and willowy as well. He doesn't have the best physical strength, but he's really good with words.
Clothing:
On a daily basis, Tristoy wears his school robes. However, when he's out having fun, he wears Muggle shirts and jeans.
Personality:
Tristoy is a very kind person. He's always ready to help people in need (a trait he learned from his sister), though he's not much of a people person. He's shy in that sense. He has quite a sense of humor and uses it whenever he can. He's a lot more mature than his age suggests, which is one of the reasons why people love him so much. He has a few friends that he keeps close to him and the rest are just people he converses with from time to time.
Preferences:
He likes Muggle videogames, reading, hanging with friends, etc. He hates losing the game, rumors and stupid people.
Background:
When Tristoy was born, his sister was only five minutes older. He's constantly bashed about it, even though he and his sister are twins. When he turned eleven he received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. So far, his life has been as good as it could ever be. He doesn't remember much from his younger childhood.
Roleplay Sample:
Tristoy sat in his common room and sighed. So far his sister's over watchfulness was getting to him. He couldn't do anything without having to get her permission and it was starting to annoy him immensely. He knew that she was only trying to help but how was he supposed to live life if someone was constantly watching over him? He rubbed the back of his neck and decided to go talk to her.
As he walked down the desolate corridors he could hear the fitful crying of someone nearby. As he reached the end of the corridor he saw the person who was making all of the noise. It was a little girl, maybe about six or seven years old; which was odd, considering only people ages eleven and up were at Hogwarts. Deciding not to think on the subject, Tristoy sat down next to the poor creature and wrapped his arm around her.
"Are you all right?" he asked kindly.
But the little girl just cried and cried without saying a word in response. Tristoy decided to just sit there and comfort her until she stopped. But when the crying ceased a few moments later, Tristoy found that the little girl was no longer there. He looked about him in confusion and worry, then figured that he must have dozed off and the girl had left.
With a shrug, Tristoy rose from his spot on the ground and returned to his search for his sister.
Tristoy Sphynx
Age:
16
Gender:
Male
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Blood:
Pure
Wand:
12 inch Willow with a unicorn tail
Affiliation:
Good
Animal:
He has a pet eagle named Story.
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Physical Description:
Tristoy is about five feet seven inches tall, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. He wears glasses and has a really silly smile. He's kind of scrawny and willowy as well. He doesn't have the best physical strength, but he's really good with words.
Clothing:
On a daily basis, Tristoy wears his school robes. However, when he's out having fun, he wears Muggle shirts and jeans.
Personality:
Tristoy is a very kind person. He's always ready to help people in need (a trait he learned from his sister), though he's not much of a people person. He's shy in that sense. He has quite a sense of humor and uses it whenever he can. He's a lot more mature than his age suggests, which is one of the reasons why people love him so much. He has a few friends that he keeps close to him and the rest are just people he converses with from time to time.
Preferences:
He likes Muggle videogames, reading, hanging with friends, etc. He hates losing the game, rumors and stupid people.
Background:
When Tristoy was born, his sister was only five minutes older. He's constantly bashed about it, even though he and his sister are twins. When he turned eleven he received an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. So far, his life has been as good as it could ever be. He doesn't remember much from his younger childhood.
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Roleplay Sample:
Tristoy sat in his common room and sighed. So far his sister's over watchfulness was getting to him. He couldn't do anything without having to get her permission and it was starting to annoy him immensely. He knew that she was only trying to help but how was he supposed to live life if someone was constantly watching over him? He rubbed the back of his neck and decided to go talk to her.
As he walked down the desolate corridors he could hear the fitful crying of someone nearby. As he reached the end of the corridor he saw the person who was making all of the noise. It was a little girl, maybe about six or seven years old; which was odd, considering only people ages eleven and up were at Hogwarts. Deciding not to think on the subject, Tristoy sat down next to the poor creature and wrapped his arm around her.
"Are you all right?" he asked kindly.
But the little girl just cried and cried without saying a word in response. Tristoy decided to just sit there and comfort her until she stopped. But when the crying ceased a few moments later, Tristoy found that the little girl was no longer there. He looked about him in confusion and worry, then figured that he must have dozed off and the girl had left.
With a shrug, Tristoy rose from his spot on the ground and returned to his search for his sister.
