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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Sebastian Hartley|Elsewhere Adult
« on: 02/08/2016 at 00:45 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sebastian Perry Hartley
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty| 11 September 1927
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Hogwarts School
       1944; Slytherin
Ministry of Magic
        Auror Training
            Completed in 1946


Residence:
Flat in London

Occupation
Auror, Heir, Resistance Member

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Ministry of Magic

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

  • Charms: 11
  • Divination: 8
  • Transfiguration: 6
  • Summoning: 7
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Zo & Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Bash, or so his close friends call him, grew up in a wealthy, pureblood family. Born and raised in London, his parents were well respected  in the wizarding community, as well as the muggle. His mother was a very well- known socialite, hosting many lavish elitist parties, and was also an opera singer. The patriarch of the family was not only one of the highest paid lawyers of both worlds, he was also a member of the Merlin’s Order of Defense and Resistance, something his son is unaware of at this time. Lanore met Frederick one late night at the opera house in downtown London, and it just flourished from there. A year later they married, and a son was born.

Their only child was their pride and joy, dotting on him each and every day. Though their relationship was close, Sebastian always held his parents at arm’s length.  He was sorted into Slytherin while in school, rightfully so. He was cunning and intelligent, looking out for the benefit of him or the ones he loved. He wasn’t the person to go out of his way to be rude or arrogant, only when he felt threatened did it come out, but that wasn’t often. Because it was expected of him, he graduated top of his class, even taking a sort of leadership role among his peers and the various extracurriculars. 

After graduation, it didn’t take long for him to adjust to life without his parents. Though, his mum had a hand in buying a flat much too big for him, he still considered himself out on his own. He missed his friends, most of them being lower years, even his best friend. He is now focused on his Auror training, close to finishing and becoming his own person. He can't wait to prove himself after he accomplishes his goals.



Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.


Roleplay Response:
Dressed impeccably, as per usual, he strode down the bustling street. His gaze scanned the crowd, looking for her. His best friend, the one he had known since she first stepped foot into the castle. She was, no doubt, running late as usual. The thought of her hurrying down the street in her usual attire was, without a doubt, the amusing thought he had all day.

Work had droned on, lasting far longer than normal, but that always happened when he had a date with the prettiest girl he knew. Though he would never tell her that, the thoughts always crept into his mind when she was around. Dark eyes, alluring eyes, and those legs. It was enough to make any man weak.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” 

As he worked his way to their usual meetup, he heard a woman shouting for help. A smirk crossed his lips as he visualized exactly what Margaux would do, which was probably laugh at her or offer some just rubbish advice. He followed the voice and found a damsel on the ground, clearly in distress.

"Miss, would you fancy some help?"


And more so, how the bloody hell did she break her heel?

OTHER
How did you find us? Does the site have a Tumblr?!

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Elsewhere Accepted / Re: Sebastian Hartley|Elsewhere Adult
« on: 02/08/2016 at 00:40 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sebastian Perry Hartley
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty| 11 September 1927
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Hogwarts School
       1944; Slytherin
Ministry of Magic
        Auror Training
            Completed in 1946


Residence:
Flat in London

Occupation
Auror, Heir, Resistance Member

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Ministry of Magic

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

  • Charms: 11
  • Divination: 8
  • Transfiguration: 6
  • Summoning: 7
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Zo & Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Bash, or so his close friends call him, grew up in a wealthy, pureblood family. Born and raised in London, his parents were well respected  in the wizarding community, as well as the muggle. His mother was a very well- known socialite, hosting many lavish elitist parties, and was also an opera singer. The patriarch of the family was not only one of the highest paid lawyers of both worlds, he was also a member of the Merlin’s Order of Defense and Resistance, something his son is unaware of at this time. Lanore met Frederick one late night at the opera house in downtown London, and it just flourished from there. A year later they married, and a son was born.

Their only child was their pride and joy, dotting on him each and every day. Though their relationship was close, Sebastian always held his parents at arm’s length.  He was sorted into Slytherin while in school, rightfully so. He was cunning and intelligent, looking out for the benefit of him or the ones he loved. Because it was expected of him, he graduated top of his class, even taking a sort of leadership role among his peers and the various extracurriculars. 

After graduation, it didn’t take long for him to adjust to life without his parents. Though, his mum had a hand in buying a flat much too big for him, he still considered himself out on his own. He missed his friends, most of them being lower years, even his best friend. He is now focused on his Auror training, close to finishing and becoming his own person. He can't wait to prove himself after he accomplishes his goals.


Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.


Roleplay Response:
Dressed impeccably, as per usual, he strode down the bustling street. His gaze scanned the crowd, looking for her. His best friend, the one he had known since she first stepped foot into the castle. She was, no doubt, running late as usual. The thought of her hurrying down the street in her usual attire was, without a doubt, the amusing thought he had all day.

Work had droned on, lasting far longer than normal, but that always happened when he had a date with the prettiest girl he knew. Though he would never tell her that, the thoughts always crept into his mind when she was around. Dark eyes, alluring eyes, and those legs. It was enough to make any man weak.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” 

As he worked his way to their usual meetup, he heard a woman shouting for help. A smirk crossed his lips as he visualized exactly what Margaux would do, which was probably laugh at her or offer some just rubbish advice. He followed the voice and found a damsel on the ground, clearly in distress.

"Miss, would you fancy some help?"


And more so, how the bloody hell did she break her heel?

OTHER
How did you find us? Does the site have a Tumblr?!

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Elsewhere Accepted / Sebastian Hartley|Elsewhere Adult
« on: 23/07/2016 at 01:30 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sebastian Perry Hartley
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty| 11 September 1927
Blood Status: Pureblood

Education: 
Hogwarts School
       1944; Slytherin
Ministry of Magic
        Auror Training
            Completed in 1946


Residence:
Flat in London

Occupation
Auror, Heir, Resistance Member

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
Ministry of Magic

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Special Request form here.

  • Charms: 11
  • Divination: 8
  • Transfiguration: 6
  • Summoning: 7
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
No

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Zo & Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Bash, or so his close friends call him, grew up in a wealthy, pureblood family. Born and raised in London, his parents were well respected  in the wizarding community, as well as the muggle. His mother was a very well- known socialite, hosting many lavish elitist parties, and was also an opera singer. The patriarch of the family was not only one of the highest paid lawyers of both worlds, he was also a member of the Merlin’s Order of Defense and Resistance, something he was pushing his son to pursue. Lanore met Frederick one late night at the opera house in downtown London, and it just flourished from there. A year later they married, and a son was born.

Their only child was their pride and joy, dotting on him each and every day. Though their relationship was close, Sebastian always held his parents at arm’s length.  He was sorted into Slytherin while in school, rightfully so. He was cunning and intelligent, looking out for the benefit of him or the ones he loved. Because it was expected of him, he graduated top of his class, snagging the title of Prefect each year since he were eligible, even taking a sort of leadership role among his peers and the various extracurriculars. 

After graduation, it didn’t take long for him to adjust to life without his parents. Though, his mum had a hand in buying a flat much too big for him, he still considered himself out on his own. He missed his friends, most of them being lower years, even his best friend. He focused on his Auror training, finally completing as of a few months ago.  He couldn’t wait to prove his worth to his family, to himself, and to her.


Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option One -
Amelia Nixon was many things, but she was never a pushover reporter that people could just usher away with a busy shuffle past. She was dedicated and eager to cut to the very middle of the current political tensions because she was Amelia Nixon and her articles would most certainly become front page material.

“Sir, please! It’s for the Prophet, how do you feel-“

Another one brushed passed her, the shuffling busy masses making their way through Diagon Alley for the lunchtime rush. This had been the best possible time to get people, but none of them were giving her anything to go with.

Only momentarily discouraged, the short red headed lady took a seat on a nearby bench. Her quill resting in her left hand and her notepad ready in the opposite hand. Amelia pouted, tapping the quill against her leg as she scanned the waves of people for somebody - anybody - who looked like they had something to say.

She had been dreaming of her name in bold print, Amelia Nixon: The Source of Today’s Tomorrow. She had been dreaming of the larger office and the secretaries that would fetch her the morning coffee and fetch her anything she needed. The VIP interviews and the most exclusive press passes. But all Amelia had was a page seventeen piece on the rising number of frogs in London.

Hardened by a day of no success, the reporter stood up and started to trod off down the alley. A loose stone on the cobble path caught her heel, sending the distraught girl toppling down to the ground.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” she yelled as she tried desperately to recover her shoe frantically in the middle of the Diagon Alley moving crowds.


Roleplay Response:
Dressed impeccably, as per usual, he strode down the bustling street. His gaze scanned the crowd, looking for her. His best friend, the one he had known since she first stepped foot into the castle. She was, no doubt, running late as usual. The thought of her hurrying down the street in her usual attire was, without a doubt, the amusing thought he had all day.

Work had droned on, lasting far longer than normal, but that always happened when he had a date with the prettiest girl he knew. Though he would never tell her that, the thoughts always crept into his mind when she was around. Dark eyes, alluring eyes, and those legs. It was enough to make any man weak.

“Merlin’s fog watch, my heel is broken! Help!” 

As he worked his way to their usual meetup, he heard a woman shouting for help. A smirk crossed his lips as he visualized exactly what Margaux would do, which was probably laugh at her or offer some just rubbish advice. He followed the voice and found a damsel on the ground, clearly in distress.

"Miss, would you fancy some help?"


And more so, how the bloody hell did she break her heel?

OTHER
How did you find us? Does the site have a Tumblr?!


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