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E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Esmund Jasper Russo (EJ)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Blood Status: Halfblood

Education: 
Kahibah Magical Seminar ‘49

Residence:
Originally from Sydney, Australia and now lives in London,UK

Occupation
Broom Tech + Owner of Blasting Broomsticks

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?
Gonna be making a shop so, wherever Blasting Broomsticks would be

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: 9
  • Divination: 8
  • Transfiguration:7
  • Summoning: 8
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:
Emaline Woods and Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)


Esmund Jasper Russo was born as a little ray of sunshine. Quite literally.

His mother gave birth to him on the warm sand behind his family’s beach house.

Because EJ grew up on the wild soil of his homeland Australia, he was rather prone to getting cuts and scars. Whether he was climbing the high trees to rough housing with the fellow kids on his street, Esmund always came home with scrapes. His mother would always just shake her long curly black hair before placing a soft kiss to his head. Except his mother’s kisses and hugs could never help heal the scar on his heart. When EJ was barely eight, his father had passed away due to a heart attack..or so the doctors had diagnosed it.

Ever since then, his house was always just a little bit more quieter. The regular sunshine and joy that filled his small one story house was gone now that it’s main provider was deceased. EJ tried to fill his dad’s shoes of being the comedic outlet, trying to lighten to mood but he could tell behind his mother’s smiles that she was hurting too. She wasn’t much the same after the incident. He would remember watching her sit in their backyard, starting out at the ocean and sighing. But, Esmund never gave up. His goal was to return the light to his mother’s heart. Day by day, the young lad would always put on a show or come up with a corny joke to hopefully make his mother laugh.

Never did he think that the one to make his mother laugh was the new next door neighbor, Jamieson Kennith. The english lad was a divorced man with nothing but a love for traveling. Apparently traveling moved to second place after Jamieson met Esmund’s mother. What surprised EJ was that he watched his mother slowly fall for Mr. Kennith. Did his mother forget all about his father? Let’s just say, EJ didn’t really quite like Jamieson despite his mother’s attempts to make them grow closer. Much to his frustration, two years passed and he had a new step father.

As EJ grew, so did his family. Three half siblings were added to the family stocking wall come christmas time years later. Minna, Leah and Theo. Even though EJ still wasn’t used to this new family and missed his father dearly, he was glad his mother was smiling again. Instead of wallowing away in slight self pity, EJ buried himself into his school studies and soon picked up a love for quidditch. After being apart of his school’s quidditch team and graduating from Kahibah Magical Seminar, EJ said goodbye to everyone back home and decided to move to Europe. He didn’t have much of a thought on which career path he should take...but after a few weeks of thinking, the brute decided he would open his own shop. What more than a store to sell broomsticks? He loved seeing young children stare into widows of broom shops, eyes wide with wonder and excitement. If he could bring people joy that way, he wouldn’t choose anything else in the world. 


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:
Winter in the UK was definitely colder than Australia. Considering that it would be summer time back home, it always took EJ a bit to get used to the climate change.

Hands stuffed in his wool coat pockets, Esmund strolled along the snow covered sidewalks. A sharp cold breeze made the tan skinned male shiver, tugging his scarf up closer to this face. Merlin did he hate the cold weather. EJ always prefered the hot joyful summer instead of the cold lifeless winter. The thought of the salty waves crashing down on the ocean surface, ice cream dripping from ones chin...the warm cuddly feeling you get from the sunlight on your skin as you step outside. The happy thoughts clouded EJ’s mind, his eyes glancing off in a faraway look.

Just daydreaming about the summer made the male sigh. Boy did he miss Australia. He missed his family. His mother...his siblings..even Jamieson. Being in Europe was very lonely for him. Of course it was where his father’s family came from but he had yet to find any of his relatives. The only companionship EJ had was his dopey golden retriever, Bodie. Not that Bodie wasn’t family for him but..he was his only family.

EJ was so caught up in his inner thoughts he hardly heard shouting coming from behind him.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!"

Body jerking in surprise at the sudden force hitting his backside, Esmund sharply turned out with his eyes wide.

“Wholly snappin ducks legs! Are you alright, mate?” Reaching a hand out, the curly male looked at the scene in front of him. It appeared the man’s box spilt all over himself and into the snow covered ground.

 "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"   

“No no it’s alright! Looks like you took quite the fall. Here, lemme help you.”

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Elsewhere Accepted / Esmund Jasper Russo||Elsewhere Adult
« on: 25/07/2019 at 02:27 »

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION

Character Name: Esmund Jasper Russo (EJ)
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Blood Status: Halfblood

Education: 
Castelobruxo ‘49

Residence:
Originally from Sydney, Australia and now lives in London,UK

Occupation
Broom Tech + Owner of Blasting Broomsticks

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?
Gonna be making a shop so, wherever Blasting Broomsticks would be

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: 9
  • Divination: 8
  • Transfiguration:7
  • Summoning: 8
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:
Emaline Woods and Co.

Biography: (300 words minimum.)


Esmund Jasper Russo was born as a little ray of sunshine. Quite literally.

His mother gave birth to him on the warm sand behind his family’s beach house.

Because EJ grew up on the wild soil of his homeland Australia, he was rather prone to getting cuts and scars. Whether he was climbing the high trees to rough housing with the fellow kids on his street, Esmund always came home with scrapes. His mother would always just shake her long curly black hair before placing a soft kiss to his head. Except his mother’s kisses and hugs could never help heal the scar on his heart. When EJ was barely eight, his father had passed away due to a heart attack..or so the doctors had diagnosed it.

Ever since then, his house was always just a little bit more quieter. The regular sunshine and joy that filled his small one story house was gone now that it’s main provider was deceased. EJ tried to fill his dad’s shoes of being the comedic outlet, trying to lighten to mood but he could tell behind his mother’s smiles that she was hurting too. She wasn’t much the same after the incident. He would remember watching her sit in their backyard, starting out at the ocean and sighing. But, Esmund never gave up. His goal was to return the light to his mother’s heart. Day by day, the young lad would always put on a show or come up with a corny joke to hopefully make his mother laugh.

Never did he think that the one to make his mother laugh was the new next door neighbor, Jamieson Kennith. The english lad was a divorced man with nothing but a love for traveling. Apparently traveling moved to second place after Jamieson met Esmund’s mother. What surprised EJ was that he watched his mother slowly fall for Mr. Kennith. Did his mother forget all about his father? Let’s just say, EJ didn’t really quite like Jamieson despite his mother’s attempts to make them grow closer. Much to his frustration, two years passed and he had a new step father.

As EJ grew, so did his family. Three half siblings were added to the family stocking wall come christmas time years later. Minna, Leah and Theo. Even though EJ still wasn’t used to this new family and missed his father dearly, he was glad his mother was smiling again. Instead of wallowing away in slight self pity, EJ buried himself into his school studies and soon picked up a love for quidditch. After being selected as team captain for two years and graduating from castelobruxo, EJ said goodbye to everyone back home and decided to move to Europe. He didn’t have much of a thought on which career path he should take...but after a few weeks of thinking, the brute decided he would open his own shop. What more than a store to sell broomsticks? He loved seeing young children stare into widows of broom shops, eyes wide with wonder and excitement. If he could bring people joy that way, he wouldn’t choose anything else in the world. 


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:
Winter in the UK was definitely colder than Australia. Considering that it would be summer time back home, it always took EJ a bit to get used to the climate change.

Hands stuffed in his wool coat pockets, Esmund strolled along the snow covered sidewalks. A sharp cold breeze made the tan skinned male shiver, tugging his scarf up closer to this face. Merlin did he hate the cold weather. EJ always prefered the hot joyful summer instead of the cold lifeless winter. The thought of the salty waves crashing down on the ocean surface, ice cream dripping from ones chin...the warm cuddly feeling you get from the sunlight on your skin as you step outside. The happy thoughts clouded EJ’s mind, his eyes glancing off in a faraway look. Just daydreaming about the summer made the male sigh. Boy did he miss Australia. He missed his family. His mother...his siblings..even Jamieson. Being in Europe was very lonely for him. Of course it was where his father’s family came from but he had yet to find any of his relatives. The only companionship EJ had was his dopey golden retriever, Bodie. Not that Bodie wasn’t family for him but..he was his only family.

EJ was so caught up in his inner thoughts he hardly heard shouting coming from behind him.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!"

Body jerking in surprise at the sudden force hitting his backside, Esmund sharply turned out with his eyes wide.

“Wholly snappin ducks legs! Are you alright, mate?” Reaching a hand out, the curly male looked at the scene in front of him. It appeared the man’s box spilt all over himself and into the snow covered ground.

 "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!"   

“No no it’s alright! Looks like you took quite the fall. Here, lemme help you.”
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