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[Creon Ageptus]

E L S E W H E R E A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Creon Agepetus.
Gender: Male.
Age: 27.
Blood Status: Pureblood.

Education:
Graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- achieved seven OWL's and five NEWT's. Sorted into Ravenclaw.

Residence:
Ardstinchar Castle, Ayrshire, Scotland.

Occupation
Employee for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement:
. Employee for the Improper Use of Magic Office (1940-1945).
. Employee; clerk for Wizengamot Administration Services (1945-present)

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?
The Ministry for 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: 6.
• Transfiguration: 8
• 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:
None.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)

He comes from a long line of pureblooded Greek aristocrates. His great great great grandfather, a noble during the reign of the venetians over what was at that time called the Stato da Màr (State of the Sea) migrated to what was then the Kingdom of Scotland in 1646. Long posessing a tradition of capability with charms, the Greek noble was able to successfully bewitch the residing family in control of the castle, and thus provide a home for his young wife and children. It is within this home that a young Creon would grow up some  two hundred and seventy seven years later.

Creon Ageptus was raised with every luxury; ensconced in a family which had been freed from the prying eyes of muggles following  1770 (when the elderly Achaikos's son, Acacius, cast a spell upon the castle to make it unplottable) the youth grew up under the care of house elves and otherwise unaware muggle servants.  He was taught by his relatives the rudimentaries of potion making and other non lethal neccesities such as mental focus and concentration. In addition, his mother provided him with an abundence of tutors, and made him practice the mathematical algeorithms necessary for the purpose of her subject, which was Transfiguration. He was also taught Latin in order to better understand the etymology of spells and given lessons which pertained to dates in magical history. As an added caveat, his father often took the time to give him notes on the pronouncitation and wrist movement for basic charms.

Once he had turned ten, his mother took him to Diagon Alley in order to make him aware of the surroundings and to set up his trust fund (worth an estimated one million galleons, in order to pay for his tuition and other expenses). His trunk and basic necessities were paid for at this time; having a long familial tradition of Hogwarts attendance, his mother also paid for the basic textbooks needed for his first year. Thus, by the time of his eleventh birthday, he only needed to buy his wand from Ollivanders.

Upon his arrival at Hogwarts, the young pureblood was sorted into Ravenclaw, due in large part to his intellect. Always prone to reading tomes and apt at the pronounciation and memorization of charms, he found throughout his years at the school that he was particularly skilled at the theoretical side of spell work, yet also able to master spells in the practical realm with the use of raw skill. On his OWL's he achieved an E for his Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration courses and O's for his Charms and Potions courses. In History of Magic, Herbology and Ancient Runes he merely got an "Acceptable". For his seventh year, he chose to drop his lower ranking classes (those ranking below an E) and instead opt for a class in Alchemy. Following his NEWT's, he recieved an O in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, and an E in Alchemy, Potions and Transfiguration.

Following his graduation, he chose to join the Ministry for Magic as an employee in the Improper Use of Magic Office. Through a series of reshuffles in the post war period, he later transferred to Wizengamot Administration Services.

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

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
Type your response here.

Creon frowned as he looked down disheveled man on the sidewalk. Whereas normally he might have chastized such behavior, he found he could not collect enough inner witheral to commit the act. The elderly man seemed to posses an inner kindness that showed through his outward clusimness, and despite his behavioral patterns and social instincts, he could not see anything more in that very moment than a man (indeed, a very charitable one, if the numerous boxes which surrounded him were anything to go by) in need of assistance.
"There is no need." said the younger man. Then he pulled out a beautiful white wand which seemed to be made of ivory. A minute later there was mere raising of the white stick, and the boxes gradually began to float above the ground and stack themselves into rows. Once the work was done, the man turned to the elderly gentlemen and seemed to utter a mild sigh at his disparagement.
"This shall never do, good chap." said the pureblood, waving his wand several times in a series of intricate motions as, all the while, he muttered incantations under his breath . It could not have been more than a second before things began to change; the tinsel had vanished to parts unknown. The elderly man, Joshua, seemed to be pulled up by as yet unknown forces. Furthermore, deep in the pit of what muggles would call the soul, Joshua began to feel another change; happiness.

"Have a wonderful day, good sir." said Creon. His voice was clipped in a sign that English was not his first language.

"You too." said Joshua, slightly taken aback "How did you do all of that? You can't be more than seventeen."

"I'm twenty seven, sir." said the man "I've always been good with charms."

With a nod, Joshua finally found it within himself to smile "Well, thank you."

"It's my pleasure." said the younger man. Then he turned around and, with a pop, vanished into thin air.

OTHER

[Anneka Ivanova]

Hi Creon!

I enjoyed reading your application. However, there are some changes that we'll need you to make before we can accept you.

You should treat the RP sample as though it's a real thread and Joshua will reply to what you write. In your response, you are controlling what Joshua does, which is called powerplaying. If this was a real thread, Joshua's player would be really upset that you made these decisions for him. We'll need you to rewrite your response so you are only controlling Creon.

If you need some examples of how to do this, check our our sample applications.

Once you've made these changes, please post your entire revised application below, and we'll be happy to take another look!

[Creon Ageptus]

E L S E W H E R E A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Creon Agepetus.
Gender: Male.
Age: 27.
Blood Status: Pureblood.

Education:
Graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- achieved seven OWL's and five NEWT's. Sorted into Ravenclaw.

Residence:
Ardstinchar Castle, Ayrshire, Scotland.

Occupation
Employee for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement:
. Employee for the Improper Use of Magic Office (1940-1945).
. Employee; clerk for Wizengamot Administration Services (1945-present)

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?
The Ministry for 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: 6.
• Transfiguration: 8
• 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:
None.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)

He comes from a long line of pureblooded Greek aristocrats. His great great great grandfather, a noble during the reign of the venetians over what was at that time called the Stato da Màr (State of the Sea) migrated to what was then the Kingdom of Scotland in 1646. Long possessing a tradition of capability with charms, the Greek noble was able to successfully bewitch the residing family in control of the castle, and thus provide a home for his young wife and children. It is within this home that a young Creon would grow up some  two hundred and seventy seven years later.

Creon Ageptus was raised with every luxury; ensconced in a family which had been freed from the prying eyes of muggles following  1770 (when the elderly Achaikos's son, Acacius, cast a spell upon the castle to make it unplottable) the youth grew up under the care of house elves and otherwise unaware muggle servants.  He was taught by his relatives the rudimentaries of potion making and other non lethal necessities such as mental focus and concentration. In addition, his mother provided him with an abundance of tutors, and made him practice the mathematical algorithms necessary for the purpose of her subject, which was Transfiguration. He was also taught Latin in order to better understand the etymology of spells and given lessons which pertained to dates in magical history. As an added caveat, his father often took the time to give him notes on the pronunciation and wrist movement for basic charms.

Once he had turned ten, his mother took him to Diagon Alley in order to make him aware of the surroundings and to set up his trust fund (worth an estimated one million galleons, in order to pay for his tuition and other expenses). His trunk and basic necessities were paid for at this time; having a long familial tradition of Hogwarts attendance, his mother also paid for the basic textbooks needed for his first year. Thus, by the time of his eleventh birthday, he only needed to buy his wand from Ollivanders.

Upon his arrival at Hogwarts, the young pureblood was sorted into Ravenclaw, due in large part to his intellect. Always prone to reading tomes and apt at the pronunciation and memorization of charms, he found throughout his years at the school that he was particularly skilled at the theoretical side of spell work, yet also able to master spells in the practical realm with the use of raw skill. On his OWL's he achieved an E for his Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration courses and O's for his Charms and Potions courses. In History of Magic, Herbology and Ancient Runes he merely got an "Acceptable". For his seventh year, he chose to drop his lower ranking classes (those ranking below an E) and instead opt for a class in Alchemy. Following his NEWT's, he received an O in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, and an E in Alchemy, Potions and Transfiguration.

Following his graduation, he chose to join the Ministry for Magic as an employee in the Improper Use of Magic Office. Through a series of reshuffles in the post war period, he later transferred to Wizengamot Administration Services.

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

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
Type your response here.

Creon frowned as he looked down disheveled man on the sidewalk. Whereas normally he might have chastized such behavior, he found he could not collect enough inner witheral to commit the act. The elderly man seemed to posses an inner kindness that showed through his outward clusimness, and despite his behavioral patterns and social instincts, he could not see anything more in that very moment than a man (indeed, a very charitable one, if the numerous boxes which surrounded him were anything to go by) in need of assistance.
 
"There is no need." said the younger man. Then he pulled out a beautiful white wand which seemed to be made of ivory. A minute later there was mere raising of the white stick, and the boxes gradually began to float above the ground and stack themselves into rows. Once the work was done, the man turned to the elderly gentlemen and seemed to utter a mild sigh at his disparagement.

"This shall never do, good chap." said the pureblood, waving his wand a few times as, all the while, he muttered incantations under his breath . It could not have been more than a second before things began to change; the tinsel, for instance, had vanished to parts unknown.

"Have a wonderful day, good sir." said Creon. His voice was clipped in a sign that English was not his first language. Then he turned and, with a pop, apparated away.


OTHER: Google

[Calypso Ross]

Hi, Creon!

Thanks for making those changes, there's just one more thing we'll need you to change before we can get you accepted.

At the end of your RP sample, you have Creon leave the scene. If this were a real thread, that wouldn't leave much room for any further interaction between the pair. If you could alter the last part of your post so that Creon sticks around, that'd be great (you could simply remove the last sentence, and that would be fine).

Once you've made the required change, please repost your entire revised application below, and we'll be more than happy to take another look. Thanks!

[Creon Ageptus]

E L S E W H E R E A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Creon Agepetus.
Gender: Male.
Age: 27.
Blood Status: Pureblood.

Education:
Graduate of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry- achieved seven OWL's and five NEWT's. Sorted into Ravenclaw.

Residence:
Ardstinchar Castle, Ayrshire, Scotland.

Occupation
Employee for the Department of Magical Law Enforcement:
. Employee for the Improper Use of Magic Office (1940-1945).
. Employee; clerk for Wizengamot Administration Services (1945-present)

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?
The Ministry for 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: 6.
• Transfiguration: 8
• 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:
None.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)

He comes from a long line of pureblooded Greek aristocrates. His great great great grandfather, a noble during the reign of the venetians over what was at that time called the Stato da Màr (State of the Sea) migrated to what was then the Kingdom of Scotland in 1646. Long posessing a tradition of capability with charms, the Greek noble was able to successfully bewitch the residing family in control of the castle, and thus provide a home for his young wife and children. It is within this home that a young Creon would grow up some  two hundred and seventy seven years later.

Creon Ageptus was raised with every luxury; ensconced in a family which had been freed from the prying eyes of muggles following  1770 (when the elderly Achaikos's son, Acacius, cast a spell upon the castle to make it unplottable) the youth grew up under the care of house elves and otherwise unaware muggle servants.  He was taught by his relatives the rudimentaries of potion making and other non lethal neccesities such as mental focus and concentration. In addition, his mother provided him with an abundence of tutors, and made him practice the mathematical algeorithms necessary for the purpose of her subject, which was Transfiguration. He was also taught Latin in order to better understand the etymology of spells and given lessons which pertained to dates in magical history. As an added caveat, his father often took the time to give him notes on the pronouncitation and wrist movement for basic charms.

Once he had turned ten, his mother took him to Diagon Alley in order to make him aware of the surroundings and to set up his trust fund (worth an estimated one million galleons, in order to pay for his tuition and other expenses). His trunk and basic necessities were paid for at this time; having a long familial tradition of Hogwarts attendance, his mother also paid for the basic textbooks needed for his first year. Thus, by the time of his eleventh birthday, he only needed to buy his wand from Ollivanders.

Upon his arrival at Hogwarts, the young pureblood was sorted into Ravenclaw, due in large part to his intellect. Always prone to reading tomes and apt at the pronounciation and memorization of charms, he found throughout his years at the school that he was particularly skilled at the theoretical side of spell work, yet also able to master spells in the practical realm with the use of raw skill. On his OWL's he achieved an E for his Defense Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration courses and O's for his Charms and Potions courses. In History of Magic, Herbology and Ancient Runes he merely got an "Acceptable". For his seventh year, he chose to drop his lower ranking classes (those ranking below an E) and instead opt for a class in Alchemy. Following his NEWT's, he recieved an O in Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, and an E in Alchemy, Potions and Transfiguration.

Following his graduation, he chose to join the Ministry for Magic as an employee in the Improper Use of Magic Office. Through a series of reshuffles in the post war period, he later transferred to Wizengamot Administration Services.

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

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:
Type your response here.

Creon frowned as he looked down disheveled man on the sidewalk. Whereas normally he might have chastized such behavior, he found he could not collect enough inner witheral to commit the act. The elderly man seemed to posses an inner kindness that showed through his outward clusimness, and despite his behavioral patterns and social instincts, he could not see anything more in that very moment than a man (indeed, a very charitable one, if the numerous boxes which surrounded him were anything to go by) in need of assistance.

"There is no need." said the younger man. Then he pulled out a beautiful white wand which seemed to be made of ivory. A minute later there was mere raising of the white stick, and the boxes gradually began to float above the ground and stack themselves into rows. Once the work was done, the man turned to the elderly gentlemen and seemed to utter a mild sigh at his disparagement.

"This shall never do, good chap." said the pureblood, waving his wand a few times as, all the while, he muttered incantations under his breath . It could not have been more than a second before things began to change; the tinsel, for instance, had vanished to parts unknown.


OTHER

[Calypso Ross]

Accepted!