Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name:  Benjamin Orellana Jr. (Benji)

Birthday:  January 5

Hometown:  Chelsea, London, England

Bloodline:  Halfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):  Conjuring & Summoning

Magical Weakness (pick one):  Transfiguration

Year (pick two):  4th, 5th

Biography:
Benjamin Orellana Jr. is the eldest child of Benjamin Sr. and his wife Ninon Dubois.  He is the older brother of Dienne Orellana, a Gryffindor at Hogwarts, and Judith Orellana who is still bossing around her primary school Muggle friends.  Benji is a natural born leader, full of persuasive charisma and a thirst for trouble.  As a common Orellana tradition, the children go to primary school as Muggles for as long as they can manage it.  Benji, who threw tantrums with magical consequences easily as if he was ejected from his mother's womb in a fit of impatience, learned how to breath through his feelings as he grew into a ringleader in his classes.  He went from the impulsive, chaotic, uncontrollable older brother, to a persuasive liar, capable of daring anyone to do anything and manipulating his way around them.  In the quiet moments to himself, he really wonders where this love of power came from, but he relishes it anyway.

Benji left his primary school days behind when he received his letter to Hogwarts.  He thought he was the greatest thing on earth, all arrogance and cocky street smarts.  But coming to Hogwarts his first year had been a rude awakening.  Suddenly, instead of being the coolest kid in class, the one everyone wanted to hang out with, he was at the bottom of the food chain.  It did not help that he wasn't a gifted wizard at all and struggled in all of his classes.  It felt like he was constantly cracking a joke or laughing at himself, to prevent people from seeing how truly upset his powerlessness was making him.  Benji went home after first year, all lies to his family about how amazing he'd been, and sank into further mischief that summer.  He returned to Hogwarts more surefooted, and definitely worse of a person.  That boyish arrogance was slowly degrading to reveal a boy intent on being one step ahead of everyone else.  If he knew more, or atleast knew the things that people wanted to know, then he'd be valuable.  He'd make himself valuable.

Benji set a goal for himself at Hogwarts and for his future from there on out.  He wanted to build a hustle.  He wanted to make something of himself, through his own power, and take what knowledge he could from whoever could add value to his life.  He would lie, he'd take advantage of people, whatever he needed to do, to make sure he could really elevate himself.

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

House Request:  Slytherin, please!

Personality:
Benji has a twisted personality and it's hard to tell which way it'll lean on a given day.  Even he can't tell if he feels like he's on the good side of the world or the bad side.  Some days, when he's joking with his friends or family, he feels like a normal, every day kid wanting to have fun and avoid school.  He likes that feeling.  But then he'll notice something, or say something a certain way, and realize he's saying and doings things to get something out of someone.  At this point it's unconscious effort to poke and prod to figure people out.  Those moments, Benji wonders why he feels so disconnected and empty from his body.  Why there's static eating him up from the inside, and why sometimes he needs to feel the rush of a win to feel anything.

Outwardly, Benji is cheerful, obnoxious, loud and annoying.  Unfiltered words can flow from his mouth easily.  His laugh is a braying noise, louder than it is funny.  He loves Quidditch, likes being outdoors, likes fooling around, and enjoys reading comics and magazines over doing any amount of schoolwork.  He's loyal to his friends, loves his family, and, when found, the good parts of him are a wholesome teenage boy who just wants to be remembered.  He doesn't like magical creatures, seafood, and cowards.

On the inside, Benji is calculating.  He's cultivated an annoying personality to set people on edge.  His speech can seem stupid, but if he wants something specific, he'll make people think anything of him to get it:  a hapless lad, a misunderstood boy, an idiotic liar, a gossiper.  At times, he can be a not good person.  Time will tell if he'll stay on that path.

Appearance:
Benji is a tall, growing boy.  He has the Orellana genes, so will end up over six feet tall by his adulthood.  He has curly brown hair that he lets grow long to any distance across his ears and leaves in a disheveled, attractive mess.  He has dark eyes beneath dark brows.  His teeth are straight and white in a tanned face.  He has a thick, muscular frame than most boys his age as he has a monstrous appetite combined with an obsession with running about outdoors and playing as much Quidditch as possible.  His face is usually lively, his gestures big, and he's always ready to flash a smile, a smirk, or a wink in whatever direction is needed.  What he's wearing depends on the occasion.  If he's trying to impress, he'll dress in his best, and try to effect the look of a man rather than a boy.  If he's in for a good time, find him in casual shorts, tee, and hoodie.  If he's trying to be sneaky or intimidating, find Benji decked out in his favorite dark clothes and a serious, mocking expression on his face.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Option I:

The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.

A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.

The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.

Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.

Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.

If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.

Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.

"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.

Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.

"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"

The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.

Roleplay Response:

"Nope!  Emma Birch is not here!"  came a booming voice in the tone of a laughing teen boy.  Benji Orellana had cupped his hands about his mouth and purposely shouted into the endless void of the dungeons, all to see how the small blonde girl would react.  He'd escaped to the dungeons for his own peace and quiet.  The stone walls and floor a comfort, its darkness a familiar friend as his fingers brushed against the walls as he walked.  He'd been mouthing the latest spells taught in Transfiguration, still not able to remember the whole string of words that would turn his quill into a knife.  Rather than be seen studying, he'd fled to the dungeons for some peace.

That peace had been disturbed though, midway through his next Commutati black--I mean--ater!, when he heard someone's voice.  And he hadn't been able to resist pranking her.

Pushing away from the shadowed wall he'd been crouching against, Benji approached the blonde.  "Sorry, having a bit of a laugh.  Who's this Emma Birch you're looking for?  I dunno who that is or if she's here."  Benji flashed the younger girl an amused smile.  "I'm Benji.  You're not one of the new Slytherins, are you?  What are you doing down here?"

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