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Archived Applications / Re: Newton Mariner
« on: 24/12/2016 at 08:03 »

Application for Hogwarts School




→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Newton James Mariner

Birthday: 8 June 1938

Hometown: Manchester, England

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two): First (preferred), Second

Biography:
A thing about me: NEVER call me Newt. I absolutely cannot stand it. I'd rather be punched - in the face - than be called that.

My older sister, Kaya, calls me Newt, so I guess that explains why I hate it so much. She's not the nicest person to me. She usually doesn't reply when I talk to her. She never buys me anything I want. And when she does talk to me she's usually screaming, because I "did something" to her favorite shoes. I have to admit I did once put glue on the soles of a pair of her shoes, and I'll never get to hear the ends of that.

She's probably just jealous that Mummy and Daddy like me better. Kaya is always complaining that they put more attention on me: I get all the presents, I get all the praise, I'm never yelled at by them. It's alright, though, because she's still my sister and I have to love her.

Anyway, I'm going off to Hogwarts next term. You're probably wondering, "So what?"

Well, my greatest fear is that I'll be sorted into Slytherin. My whole family has been in the house, but I just don't think I belong. I really try to be nice to muggle-borns and half bloods(the rest of my family not so much) and I'm really not that ambitious or cunning, though only time will tell. AND I have an unrelenting fear of snakes. I suppose I'll see when I get there.

Wish me luck.


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

House Request: Slytherin (he doesn't think he belongs here, but he really does), Gryffindor would work too c:

Personality: Newton is naive (he's only 11 after all) and usually quiet and gloomy, but he also has a bad temper when he's angry. He does have a slight feeling of superiority due to his pureblood status (it's how he was raised), but he tries his very best to treat others equally.

Appearance: Newt looks his age and is of middling height. His hair is sometimes a light brown and at other times a dark dirty blond, while his eyes are a pale blue-green. The resemblance between him and his sister is unidentifiable - they don't really look alike at all. While his looks are sweet his sister's are icy and cold.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Why had he ever decided to go down to the dungeons? The weather was fine outdoors and there were things to do and people to meet. But Newton supposed, deep down, there was a little nagging curiosity that tugged him there.

He had heard all the stories about Emma Birch, and he wanted to know if her spirit lurked down there still...somehow. It was something for which he had a reasonable amount of doubt, but you just never knew, especially here in a place of such magic.

The dungeons were cold and damp to the core. A brief touch of Newton's hand to the wall showed that the wet permeated everything. He shuddered.

Why was everything so deathly still? Newton stopped in his tracks and looked about him. Nothing.

Then suddenly, a ghostly voice that seemed to be saying, "H-h-hello?" Newton drew in a deep breath. If Emma Birch's ghost were here, he didn't want it to find him.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?" The voice was a girl's and couldn't have been a ghost's. Why would she be asking about herself? If that was another student, Newton desperately wanted to find her.

He took a few steps backward, "Who is it?" His voice echoed off the dank walls, reverberating back into his own ears.

It was deadly silent until Newt felt his back touch something else that wasn't a wall, letting out a scream that he would be ashamed to have anyone else hear.

He turned to find a young girl who looked just as afraid as he was, except she wasn't the one who'd screamed like a banshee. "Merlin! You scared me!"

Newton paused to catch his breath. "What are you doing down here anyway?"


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Archived Applications / Newton Mariner
« on: 10/12/2016 at 18:25 »

Application for Hogwarts School




→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Newton "Newt" James Mariner

Birthday: 8 June 1938

Hometown: Manchester, England

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Conjuring & Summoning

Year (pick two): First (preferred), Second

Biography:
A thing about me: NEVER call me Newt. I absolutely cannot stand it. I'd rather be punched - in the face - than be called that.

My older sister, Kaya, calls me Newt, so I guess that explains why I hate it so much. She's not the nicest person to me.

She's probably just jealous that Mummy and Daddy like me better. It's alright, though, because she's still my sister and I have to love her.

Anyway, I'm going off to Hogwarts next term. You're probably wondering, "So what?"

Well, my greatest fear is that I'll be sorted into Slytherin. My whole family has been in the house, but I just don't think I belong. I suppose I'll see when I get there.

Wish me luck.


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

House Request: Slytherin (he doesn't think he belongs here, but he really does), Gryffindor would work too c:

Personality: Newton is naive (he's only 11 after all) and usually quiet and gloomy, but he also has a bad temper when he's angry. He does have a slight feeling of superiority due to his pureblood status (it's how he was raised), but he tries his very best to treat others equally.

Appearance: Newt looks his age and is of middling height. His hair is sometimes a light brown and at other times a dark dirty blond, while his eyes are a pale blue-green. The resemblance between him and his sister is unidentifiable - they don't really look alike at all. While his looks are sweet his sister's are icy and cold.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Why had he ever decided to go down to the dungeons? The weather was fine outdoors and there were things to do and people to meet. But Newton supposed, deep down, there was a little nagging curiosity that tugged him there.

He had heard all the stories about Emma Birch, and he wanted to know if her spirit lurked down there still...somehow. It was something for which he had a reasonable amount of doubt, but you just never knew, especially here in a place of such magic.

The dungeons were cold and damp to the core. A brief touch of Newton's hand to the wall showed that the wet permeated everything. He shuddered.

Why was everything so deathly still? Newton stopped in his tracks and looked about him. Nothing.

Then suddenly, a ghostly voice that seemed to be saying, "H-h-hello?" Newton drew in a deep breath. If Emma Birch's ghost were here, he didn't want it to find him.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?" The voice was a girl's and couldn't have been a ghost's. Why would she be asking about herself? If that was another student, Newton desperately wanted to find her.

He took a few steps backward, "Who is it?" His voice echoed off the dank walls, reverberating back into his own ears.

It was deadly silent until Newt felt his back touch something else that wasn't a wall, letting out a scream that he would be ashamed to have anyone else hear.

He turned to find a young girl who looked just as terrified as he was, except she wasn't the one who'd screamed like a banshee. "Merlin! You scared me!"

Newton paused to catch his breath. "What are you doing down here anyway?"




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How did you find us?: By magic, of course.

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Elsewhere Accepted / Newton Mariner [Elsewhere Child]
« on: 01/03/2016 at 02:27 »
E L S E W H E R E   C H I L D

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Newton James Mariner

Gender: Male

Age: 11, as of 8 June1947

Bloodline:
Pureblood

Parents/Guardians (Are they currently played characters?): 
No.

Residence:
Manchester, England

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?
Hogwarts

Do you wish to be approved as a group with any other characters? If so who and for what IC reason?
Kaya Mariner. They are siblings.

Please list any other characters you already have at the site:
Lyra Spencer, Rory Hughes, Andres Alvear

Biography: (100 words minimum.)

A thing about me: NEVER call me Newt. I absolutely cannot stand it. I'd rather be punched than be called that.

My older sister, Kaya, calls me Newt, so I guess that explains why I hate it so much. She's not the nicest person to me.

She's probably just jealous that Mum and Dad like me better. It's alright, though, because she's still my sister and I have to love her.

Anyway, I'm going off to Hogwarts next term. You're probably wondering, "So what?"

My greatest fear is that I will be sorted into Slytherin. My whole family has been in the house, but I just don't think I belong. I suppose I'll see when I get there.

Wish me luck.

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:
It was a lovely day, and Newton was sitting on the swings in the park. He had asked Kaya to come, but she had refused saying she was busy. Of course the real reason was just that she didn't want to go anywhere with him.

"You!"

Newton lifted his head up sharply to see a pair of blue eyes staring at him.

"...Do you want to play?"

The girl was younger than him, but seemed much more ferocious. She seemed to demand that he play with her.

What could he do but agree? She looked ready to hit someone if he or she refused.

"I...I suppose...yes?" Newton managed to say.

He stood up from his seat on the swing and walked over to the little girl.

"So...er...what's your name and what do you want to play?"



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