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Sample Applications / Vincenzo Jonquil Kedding
« on: 03/12/2013 at 01:47 »

Application for Hogwarts School




→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Vincenzo Jonquil Kedding

Birthday: May 13th, 1925 (age 15)

Hometown: Carlisle, England, UK

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Charms

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two):
5th (preferred), 4th (secondary)

Biography:

Vincenzo is the fifth child of General Shepard T. Kedding. Upon first glance, some might assume Vincenzo suffers from what is traditionally known as “middle child syndrome”. With eight other siblings vying for the spotlight, the seemingly innocuous Vincenzo is easy to overlook. He’s quiet, well-mannered and exceeds expectations when it comes to his studies. Truthfully, he's never cared much for books (yawn), but knowledge is supposedly power. Forewarned is forearmed...or so they say.

Gingerly following in his eldest brother's footsteps and acquiescing to his mother's wishes, he has an acute interest in duelling and fencing. Gentlemen's pursuits are more his style (or so he'd lead anyone to believe). Life at Beauxbatons has made him a bit of a snob when it comes to cuisine, fashion and etiquette, but he tends to hold his tongue about these particular pet peeves due to his home life with his boisterous siblings. He attempts to get along with everyone simply because it makes life easier for him in the long run. It takes too much effort to argue about frivolous things with his stubborn kin and Enzo would prefer to invest his time and energy into more profitable endeavors.

Being home schooled has made Enzo rather listless. Frankly, he's bored when he's not being challenged. It’s in the midst of chaos that the middle child truly makes his niche and when no one’s looking it’s rather easy to get away with murder which is what, perhaps, qualifies him to be a Slytherin of the highest caliber. He often recruits his younger brother, Ezekiel, as Henchmen Number One and bribes the youngest Kedding, Admiral, to be his go-to fall guy. Unfortunately, Zeke is too much of a bumbling boob to be considered truly dependable and Admiral tends to tattle as soon as Father shows up.

What's so great about Father anyway?

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request: I haven't played a Hufflepuff yet... hint hint, wink wink.

Personality: Self-serving first and foremost. He does what he needs to do to skirt by or to placate others if only to make life easier for himself. People exhaust him and grate on his nerves, so he tends to be rather abrasive. His siblings are really the only exception to this. For as noisy and obnoxious as they can be, they're still his family. He firmly believes that he's the only one entitled to give them any grief. Mess with his kin and you're looking at a lifelong vendetta.

Appearance: Brunette with green eyes, slim build and moderate height. Lots of freckles.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Replying to Option 2.

Hogwarts was unnecessarily difficult to navigate. What was the point of moving staircases anyway other than to frustrate the countless students attempting to reach their various destinations? It had taken an extra twenty minutes to clear the bloody stairs and he could only hope they hadn't stopped serving lunch. It was late and his stomach was loudly growling its protests at the lack of sustenance. Unfortunately, he'd dozed off in the middle of doing his excessively tedious Divination homework. Who cared about that malarkey anyway? True divinatory skills were not something that could be taught.

The clacking of heavy footfalls headed in his direction caused his eyes to roll in suppressed irritation. Why did girls wear heels on stone or tile? Didn't they realize that it only amplified the noise to the point where they sounded like stampeding elephants? A hand lifted to pinch the bridge of his noise with an exaggerated sigh as he slowed down and turned to face the girl who had decided to flag him down.

Wonderful. Another delay. He really was going to miss lunch.

“What do you think about serving frog legs at lunch? Some say it’s a delicacy, but others think it’s plain gross.”

He stared; long and hard. "Excuse me?" Surely, he must have misheard her. After all, he couldn't possibly fathom how anyone could justify the menu as being newsworthy. On second thought, he reflected that the Hufflepuffs did seem absurdly enthusiastic about anything edible and he was a bit of a self-appointed food critic.

"I believe it's a matter of personal taste. However, it also depends upon the quality of the dish in question. Only French chefs should prepare French dishes, otherwise I feel the meal is sub-par." Why was he bothering to even respond? He could have simply walked away. Then again, he supposed that if the paper felt the need to dedicate an article on frog legs then he would rather read an educated response. "Of course, this is only my opinion." Both hands lifted to adjust his tie and he smirked.

After all, his opinion was the only one that truly mattered.

→ ABOUT YOU.

Previous Characters (if applicable): Juniper Ellwood-Luxe, Clio Rolfensen, Magnus Callum Kedding, Angel Dumont & co.

How did you find us?: I'm an excellent Seeker.


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Elsewhere Accepted / Vincenzo Jonquil Kedding - Child
« on: 03/11/2013 at 02:57 »
E L S E W H E R E   C H I L D

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Vincenzo Jonquil Kedding

Gender: Male

Age: 14

Bloodline: Pureblood


Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
General Shepard T. Kedding

Residence:
Carlisle, England

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Previously attended Beauxbatons, but dropped enrollment to be homeschooled due to wartime and borders.
Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Nope.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Juniper Kedding, Clio Rolfensen, etc.

Levels Request:

C6 D5 T5 S4

(I will be applying with Enzo to Hogwarts for this coming term.)


Biography: (100 words minimum.)

Vincenzo is the fourth child of General Shepard T. Kedding. Upon first glance, some might assume Vincenzo suffers from what is traditionally known as “middle child syndrome”. With eight other siblings vying for the spotlight, the seemingly innocuous Vincenzo is easy to overlook. He’s quiet, well-mannered and exceeds expectations when it comes to his studies. Truthfully, he's never cared much for books (yawn), but knowledge is supposedly power. Forewarned is forearmed...or so they say.

Gingerly following in his eldest brother's footsteps and acquiescing to his mother's wishes, he has an acute interest in duelling and fencing. Gentlemen's pursuits are more his style (or so he'd lead anyone to believe). Life at Beauxbatons has made him a bit of a snob when it comes to cuisine, fashion and etiquette, but he tends to hold his tongue about these particular pet peeves due to his home life with his boisterous siblings. He attempts to get along with everyone simply because it makes life easier for him in the long run. It takes too much effort to argue about frivolous things with his stubborn kin and Enzo would prefer to invest his time and energy into more profitable endeavors.

Being home schooled has made Enzo rather listless. Frankly, he's bored when he's not being challenged. It’s in the midst of chaos that the middle child truly makes his niche and when no one’s looking it’s rather easy to get away with murder which is what, perhaps, qualifies him to be a Slytherin of the highest caliber. He often recruits his younger brother, Ezekiel, as Henchmen Number One and bribes the youngest Kedding, Admiral, to be his go-to fall guy. Unfortunately, Zeke is too much of a bumbling boob to be considered truly dependable and Admiral tends to tattle as soon as Father shows up.

What's so great about Father anyway?

Roleplay:
Reply as your character to the following:

Godric Park.

Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.

Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.

It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.

"John, I said wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.

Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.

Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby.  "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.

"...Do you want to play?"

Roleplay Response:

Godric Park was a ghastly place and he hadn't the foggiest why Mother thought it would be a brilliant idea to spend time here. Sascha and Eugene (Admiral although he never called him that unless he wanted something) were off playing Godric-knew-what with some slovenly muggleborn children. His nose wrinkled a bit in disgust as blue-green eyes peered over the top of his textbook at the lot of them. Mussed hair and dirty faces; had they no shame? Where were their parents? Did they not understand the concept of soap?

A squeal caused him to roll his eyes and snap his book shut in aggravation. How was he supposed to get any work done like this? Well, not that he planned on doing any in the first place, but that was beside the point! Ezekiel could always be counted upon to finagle favors out of the studious Yvette, but that would mean owing his younger brother something in return. Ugh. So troublesome.

"You!"

A blink. Surely - surely - this little snot-nosed urchin was not addressing The Great Him, was she? Lips twitched at the edges before they settled into a frown and he slumped a bit upon the park bench. Arms lifted to fold behind his head and he allowed his eyes to drift to a close. A nap sounded like a great plan...if only they would be quiet.

"...Do you want to play?"

One eye rolled open and he suppressed the urge to cringe upon sight of the expectant look the little girl was giving him. There was a long pause in silent contemplation before he allowed his eye to roll shut again. "No." What had she been expecting? For him to roll around in the dirt with her on shoddy little sticks? He'd ruin his fine clothes.

Children. Honestly.



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