Hogwarts School: A Harry Potter RPG

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character name: Demetri Draginoff

Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable:
Michael Izard, Demetri Draginoff, Gau Draginoff, Elena Draginoff, Anistasia Draginoff, Sean Duke Wayne Ellwood-Luxe

Character age:
23

Character education:
 Authec Beginers School for the Pure [age 9 through 10] , Dumstrang Academy 1-3rd year ,Hogwarts School of Witchcraft And Wizardry 4-7th year, Scotland University year 1-4, [Double Degrees, Dark Arts and thier Defense, and Transfiguration a Combative Magic.]



Strength and weaknesses (details please):
You could say that he is an athelete and yes that would be a strength, though physical in nature. He quite strong and is a world class beater, and has kept his body up before anything else but is that really the strength we are looking for?
  You could talk about his Rage. Yes that tightly held battle, to describe it you would have to imagion the largest bear that you could ever think of them make it even larger. Chains of Iron Will, and Hard Learned Lessons, shackle the beast in place, and keep the Rage from ever escaping now for more than a brief second or two, unless he is on the pitch.
No Demetri’s true strength lies in a firm set of beliefs that he will not compromise, no matter the situation. The first and Foremost, The End Justifies the Means.
Weakness, something that Demetri despises in others, but not as much as he despises all such things in himself. Even if he knows he has them, some of them cannot be rid of, the need for people, the need for glory, the NEED to prove himself. Of Course his family would be here as well, even as they strengthen him they weaken him for he must always guard them.


Physical description:
 Demetri towers over many people of the time, being close to 6 foot, 6 inches he is a monster of a man, a mountain even. His body is made of muscles long fought for, and even more so than many others, for he smokes and has to offset such things by doing more than others.  Demetri has dark black hair and piercing sapphire blue eyes. He could have the pick of many a lady but has kept most of them at bay for he doesn’t think that a swift fling is something that should be sought after. Especially in this new world, he cannot put his finger on it, but something is wrong, and he wants to say something to do with his smoking.


Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.):
 How does one describe their child, for that is what Demetri is to me, my little boy though all grown up. Lets go back to when I first made him, a did a little writing thingy for the site and I told you all that I saw him as the Russian Czars, and took my inspiration from them for him. That hasn’t changed, though now I think he is slowing down, not in old age, but from responsibility.


Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?:
Demetri had the dream of being a professional quidditch player and has found it to his disliking and remembering how much he looked up to Bruce, Max, and even Birch he decided to attempt to switch gears, taking 20 hour semesters and summer classes, all the while playing Quidditch, and raising a young girl.
Demetri's words on why he wants to teach, "Now, you may have seen me in the news and may have heard of me from others, but let me tell you something that you won't hear anywhere else, hurting people for a living can be bad for ones soul. All I do when I step on that field is hurt others, that isn't something that I want to be known for. I have always thought of how much Maxie changed my life and made me think, I want to do that for others, I want to do something more, something grander than break others bodies and spirits, though until I have enough money saved up, to pay for my little Milia's education and for her to have a good dowry I can't stop, even if i want to do nothing but."

Biography (500 words minimum. There is never such a thing as too much.):
Demetri was on the pitch when it happened, a game, an important one, when suddenly people were dizzy and some were screaming that thier parents were gone, or some other trap, and at that moment he had loosed a bludger at one of the others, like that everyone seemed to snap to the Now, and had started playing again. It had been instinct to do that, to force them to stop thinking and start working again, he trusted his instincts even when they were screaming at him that something was deadly wrong, something wasn't right.
 Going through the motion of practice, had done so through his finals, and had even done so when he walked across the stage and gotten his degree. It had been some time now and he wasn't sure what he was doing, but he knew he wanted back into Hogwarts, teaching, or doing something, The Real World wasn't a nice place. But then again neither was Demetri, and he feared that he would become even worse as time went on he had to go someplace where he needn't worry about politics or about what was wrong, and why he knew beyond a shadow of adoubt that his favorite smokes were missing, and that no one carried them, he had searched but couldn't remember the name of them to save his life.
  The smokes, was what was driving him insane, he knew something was wrong, but coudln't place it, of course he heard that those who were muggle lovers were worse off, though the evil thought of serves them right kept popping up he hid it when he wasn't expected to say such things. He was after all a pure blood, and to them went the spoils, his Grand Fathers friends made sure to keep him in the know, and helped him from time to time with other things. He kept them in the know with what the younger generation was up too, it was mutually benifical and they never seemed to let go of the power they had, that in and of itself was something that he was studying them for.
When they had told him that War was coming, he belived them, though he had smiled and demured, he had a job here he wanted. Oh ,they had said, but we have such good jobs here in the Soviet Union, you will be pamped and loved here. Dem had told them that unless they could get him a Job at Dumstrang he wasn't all that interested, they had nodded and told him that he should teach at a pure blood school and teach them the things that needed to be taught. That had been the end of that discussion but it had stuck with him, perhaps he could teach at Dumstrang if this didn't go over so well, after all he was qualified and as one of the oldest Pure Blood famlies in Russia, who else had more of a right than him?
 Even though his degree was in other feilds he had felt that he could get the job he wanted easy enough, after all charms had to do with darker magics as well as so called light ones. It WAS high time that the classes learned about the dark, since as far as he could remeber he had never learned of any while at Hogwarts. That should give him an edge, the fact that he had learned at College and all.

SAMPLE ROLEPLAY
(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.)

The water by the lakeshore rippled, dark under the overcast sky, and thick with moss growth. Ripples grew into small waves, spreading in concentric circles that sloshed against the rocks and sent a small family of mice living in a rotted out log above the waterline scurrying for cover.

And then the lake exploded.

A fountain erupted, splattering muddy water and assorted bits of lake bottom. Something very, very large thrashed and roiled, tentacles slapping wildly at the surface.

Elizabeth despised the squid, and more importantly, she disapproved of it. It was disorderly. Truth be told, she was the sort of woman who disapproved of a great many things, the disorderly ones most particularly. A tall, severe woman in her forties who never smiled, Elizabeth was so parsimonious with praise that it was said that if good will could be saved up she'd be sitting on a pile of it like dragon over a horde. The school's Headmistress was very good at disapproval.

Brown water flowed in a tent around her upraised wand, blocked by an invisible umbrella.

“He has a cold again!” Pythagorea Proud, the school’s much-harried Deputy Headmistress fussed, as she shook a spatter of mud off of her arm. She hadn’t been as quick with her wand work. “He won’t take his medicine. We’ve been trying all morning. Someone is going to have to deal with him!”

Arms folded, the tip of Elizabeth’s pointed black and very sensible shoe tapped against the rocky bank. She glanced over at their newest Professor, her expression thoughtful. “You’ll do,” she offered flatly, her tone leaving little room for argument. This was going to prove to be a very different sort of interview...

Roleplay Response:Demetri had been Head Mistress Birch's assistant/messenger for along time now, so when she looked at him and had said that he would do, well he just took as par for the course, even if he was applying for a Job at Hogwarts, didn't make him any less of her assistant if for no other reason than the fact that he liked her, even if she could be as evil as anyone else. He had done things for her, and had searched for objects, and had in the past found items for her and done whatever was needed. He wasn't going to fail at this, he had never failed her since starting to work for her, that was the reason he felt that he was still allowed to help, he never failed to deliver what he promised or was told.

 Taking a deep breath he cast a bubble head charm and looked back askance, "What is the medicine I am to deliver, and where is it?" Nothing in this world was easy, and he fully expected it to be hard to deliver or do what was needed. Demetri expected something that would be dangerous, but then again he always expected his tasks to be so.

 Standing there waiting, he betrayed no sign of impatience and in fact had learned to school his features over this job, letting nothing through, letting no one know what he thought. He hoped to one day make Mistress Birch proud of him, though he knew he would never hear such things.


In addition to posting a completed application in this forum, we also ask that you submit a PM to Elizabeth Birch-Hurst with details of your class and with the lesson plans for that class (include at least a minimum of 4 lessons). Also, please be sure to check the Available Positions thread located in this forum to make sure the class you want is available before applying.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character name: Demetri Yuri Draginoff.

Previous and/or Current Character(s) if applicable: Demetri, Gau, Elena, Anistasia, Milia, Marlin Knightlock

Character age: 20, upcoming 21st birthday

Character education: Hogwarts Graduate with honors 73, 69 credit hours of University [ 1 school year, 1 split summer,second split summer has yet to go through though he is planning on 30 hours] He has yet to pick a major of study though he has narrowed the field down, Potions, Dark Arts/Defesnse Against the Dark Arts and Transfiguration,

Strength and weaknesses (details please): Demetri has a weakness for squares, chocolates, and to a greater extent his own emotions are a weakness for him, though he now bottles them up to keep from having any eruptions like what happened during hogwarts. Demetri’s strength lies in his own size and staminia, as well as the fact that he always feels he has something to prove. Demetri has a strong sense of self, this has lead him to start the legal process of becoming an Animagus, since he already has a formula to do so, in his mind the next logical step is with wand, or without.

Physical description: Demetri stand 6’7, with broad shoulders and thing waist. Demetri’s customary long has has been cur rather short, and spiked. His hair is black with raven hues, and his eyes are a clear Sapphire blue.DDemetri is a quidditch beater, and it shows in his physical build, his arms are muscular, if not however for magical healing he would most certainly have a boxers nose and brow. These things came at a price, that he wasn’t willing to tell anyone about, his joints hurt him after most physical exercise, and Demetri had started to take pain killers to make it through everyday things.

Personality (nice, rude, funny etc. Paragraph please.) Demetri is a blood purist, and an outspoken one at times, though he does judge students and other in the academic world by ability alone, though if two people have the same ability or close to it, he will go with the pureblood of course. Demetri had rage problems in his school years, but has grown up in such a short time, having his father die, and having a daughter has forced him to be much more of an adult than he could have ever been expected to be. He tends to now sit around and watch people, though if something interests him he will find out more. He is much more the cunning snake than he was back in Hogwarts, he has had to be since he has had to deal with family that don’t think he should be head of the house at such a young age. He takes schooling more seriously than he did as well, and he has something of a secret pleasure in libraries, though if asked he will tell you he prefers the Pitch to all other places in the world. Being the best beater on the Falcons, has caused him to finally feel a bit of more comfortable in his own skin. Though even this isn’t enough for him, he wants to be known as the best in the world, and will do whatever it takes to be that person, 

Hopes and dreams. Why are you teaching at Hogwarts?: Demetri hopes to prove himself to those that he thinks matter, Bruce, his PoM Professor, Grand Sire, his coach, Professor Birch, Anneka, Tali, there were so many people that he had to prove that he was more than just a large man with strength he had to prove he had brains, that he could learn. Thinking these things, he has decided that the only way to impress everyone is to not only be a professional Beater, but to be a Professor at a high class school as well. Though he wasn’t sure if he should go back to Hogwarts, it held so many bad memories that it seemed like anyone one of them could cause him to break, but together, they would surely break his spirit… That alone is the reason he came back for the interview, to prove to himself that he wasn’t weak, that he could anything, even if it hurt him more than anything else ever had  .

[Biography]
Demetri  didn’t have a bad childhood, it was rather great, his Mother was always there for him, and though his father was away a bunch he knew that he loved him in a way that all children could discern. His wand was something that he treasured, as was the time his Mother spent with him teaching  him magic, she taught him how to make pretend fireflies with little lights, it was a special time, but like all such times in ones life they fade at best, or are destroyed at worste.
       Sure was what happened to Demetri, he was sent off to Dumstrang Academy at the age of 11, once there he realized why his father had always taught him how to act, and what to say, and who to be, there were so many people there, and so many of them wanted something from him. It wasn’t a bad time in his life but at the same time it wasn’t something that he really enjoyed all that much. Life went on, he came home for holidays and never missed his mothers birthday, even if it meant that his father came for him one day a year, such was his lot in life and he was appeased with it, after all, all things changed.
Then came the day that would live with him for all eternity, till the light left the sun, and the stars stopped shinning, his mother died, it was horrible, and even more traumatic for his father though he wouldn’t know this for a very long time. Everyone of his fathers immediate family was gathered together, a great spell was enacted and the family manor was moved, and they resettled in Scotland, they government there was kind enough to take him in, and never really asked for information about the communist regime unless it was volunteered , this was a time in his life that he wasn’t quite sure what he was supposed to do. His mother was dead, his father was more distant than his former home, and everyone walked softly, if it hadn’t been for Grand Sire he might have fallen even further into depression than he had. 
His time spent at Hogwarts wasn’t exactly something that he at first treasured, friends from dumstrang appeared infrequently and he made friends with his roommates, they had been together since their first year so it was a bit of the odd man out syndrome he had going on but that wasn’t exactly something that he was worried about, he was however caught on campus blind stinking drunk, his depression was to the point that he was doing everything self destructive that one could possibly do in a short amount of time, that didn’t change him overly much. He got in trouble of course, and it was a very fitting punishment, this started a time in his life that could best be destribed as lashing out at the ‘man’, during his 5th year he officially held the title of most time spent in detention, he breathed it, ate during it, and did all of his homework and other progects during it. 5th year was a time when he spent almost no time sleeping, and it was also when he developed his sleeping disorder, he just couldn’t sleep, it was that simple, at most he would get 4 hours of sleep, and even then it wasn’t always consecutive hours at that. This problem haunted him throughout his school years, and even past them . The time was not only spent like this while at school, sadly 2 students were murdered during his 4th year and one during his 6th year, and the head nurse was almost killed during his 6th year as well. One might think that such things would affect Demetri adversely but that wasn’t true, at least not on the face that he showed to the public, he tried harder and did better and was made a prefect his 6th year, though for some reason they revoked the privelage during his 7th and final year, also a student he really never knew was made head boy, but that wasn’t his major concern, his concern was about potions and he had made his own. It was an Animagus potion and no one had the formula but him, and he was sure that no one could replicate it without his knowledge, he took his time with it, and with himself during this time,
Upon graduation Demetri spent the summer at the University in Scotland, and took more than 16 hours of class, in fact he took a split summer semester and took 32 hours total. One might ask how someone could do  so much school work, as well as play professional sports, it was simple for him really. He slept very little, and appearted between practice and school, and school and games as needed, it wasn’t that hard to keep hi scheduale straight, though he did take time off to visit the Summer camp, he also spent all of his time at home with his newly adopted daughter in his sights, and whatever the little princess wanted she got, includeing a duck, he wasn’t sure why she wanted such a strange creature but it appeared as if she liked them, and so the she got one.
During the school year however, things took a turn for the worse, his father died defending a group of children from a group of dark wizards, and nearly broke the directive against muggles knowing about them. If you have never seen a dragon, then you would have that day, Ani’s dieing spell was a dragon made of fire that went up in the air, and circled the area, in order for the Ministry to find the children, and the area that had been set up as some kind of cruel laboratory. The area was on fire, and his father was laying with his back against a wall. He had flown, apperated, and done everything he could upon seeing the Dragon of the Blackest flames in that area.  The truth of his death the ministry had no clue as to what it was. Demetri knew however, his father had cast a spell that cost him his life, to save the children. All things were falling apart in his life, the girl he loved, Tali, she was with bloodfilth, and to top it off, she said she loved him. Demetri had been willing to overlook everything, but the young man had finally had enough, and called a blood feud down on the head of the boys house. Nothing had been done like this in living history, and yet Demetri flaunted his right to call it.
Many things happened during the year, including a near mental break down as he was coming upon the end of his first semester, 19 hours of classes, with another 18 to go second semester, and then he had decided it didn’t matter. He became cold, became distant to all but his daughter, and even then it was if he was only going through the motions, he wanted to be away from this type of situation, and so he decided to apply for a job at Hogwarts,  anything but another year of this. Anything!


ROLEPLAYING
(Please respond to to this in third person past tense. Do not write the other characters' reactions. Only your own.)

The water by the lakeshore rippled, dark under the overcast sky, and thick with moss growth. Ripples grew into small waves, spreading in concentric circles that sloshed against the rocks and sent a small family of mice living in a rotted out log above the waterline scurrying for cover.

And then the lake exploded.

A fountain erupted, splattering muddy water and assorted bits of lake bottom. Something very, very large thrashed and roiled, tentacles slapping wildly at the surface.

Elizabeth despised the squid, and more importantly, she disapproved of it. It was disorderly. Truth be told, she was the sort of woman who disapproved of a great many things, the disorderly ones most particularly. A tall, severe woman in her forties who never smiled, Elizabeth was so parsimonious with praise that it was said that if good will could be saved up she'd be sitting on a pile of it like dragon over a horde. The school's Headmistress was very good at disapproval.

Brown water flowed in a tent around her upraised wand, blocked by an invisible umbrella.

“He has a cold again!” Pythagorea Proud, the school’s much-harried Deputy Headmistress fussed, as she shook a spatter of mud off of her arm. She hadn’t been as quick with her wand work. “He won’t take his medicine. We’ve been trying all morning. Someone is going to have to deal with him!”

Arms folded, the tip of Elizabeth’s pointed black and very sensible shoe tapped against the rocky bank. She glanced over at their newest Professor, her expression thoughtful. “You’ll do,” she offered flatly, her tone leaving little room for argument. This was going to prove to be a very different sort of interview...

Roleplaying Response: Demetri wasn’t sure what he was to do, he had been commaned to do something that he he knew nothing about and yet it was a command, and so he had to obey it. Steeling himself he moved into the water, and slowly began to transform his body, his transfiguration was something to behold at times, it was never fun to look at, for some that is.
   Demetri started his transformation as he thought he should, his hands grew more webbed, and his feet grew flippers something that he would have need of where he was going, but another thing he thought of before going down below was the fact that he need a way to defend himself, and pick up a large stone, and began to shap it, to lighten it, to sharpen it, to make it into something he could use under water, with this new form, a simple rapier, something simple and elegant. Placing it in the water he continued to change himself into something not quite human, but not animal, his last thing was to give himself gills,and a way to speak underwater. Simple, not very pretty but it would get the job done. He pick up the sword and the Medication and went under the surface, and started swimming to see what he could see.
 The squid was Huge to behold something so large as to sometimes boggle the mind, and here it was just sitting there at the bottom of the lake, looking at him as if it didn’t want him around. There were merpeople all around the large animal, and none of them looked like they wanted  to be there, and to be honest he didn’t really want to be here as well, though the wasn’t certain he had much of a choice Birch could have ripped his skin from his and he wouldn’t be able to stop her if she tried, the older a person go the better they got at magic, and well, she was much older than himself, not that he would ever say something like that, he may not have a wish to live forever but neither did he have a death wish. Looking at the great beast he swam closer and moved past all of the mere people and shoved the needle deep into the beast and pushed before swimming off as fast as he could, the thing would be angry when it got its head back, or whatever you wanted to call it, so he had to move as fast as he could stealth wasn't an option all that he could do was move, once on land he gasp as he removed the gills, and lay there gasping. They could ask when they felt like it but he wasn't going to say anything so long as he was allowed to lay there and rest for a bit.
 

In addition to posting a completed application in this forum, we also ask that you submit a PM to Elizabeth Birch-Hurst with details of your class and with the lesson plans for that class (include at least a minimum of 4 lessons). Also, please be sure to check the Available Positions thread located in this forum to make sure the class you want is available before applying.

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CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sean Duke Wayne Ellwood-Luxe

Gender: Male
Age: 10

Education: 
Muggle School in Texas, USA

Residence:
Small Town in Rural Texas, Residence of Claudius Ellwood-Luxe

Occupation:
Cowboy

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
No.

Requested Magic Levels: None.

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:
Demetri Draginoff, Gau Draginoff, Elena Draginoff,[NPC Draginoffs]

Special Phrase: Tibble's beard of power

Quote
My boys,

I recently received word that you got a letter offering you admission at a school by the name of Bayou Annunciation next year.  To say your father was surprised when he contacted me with this great news.  He also requested my advice in the situation, and I informed him the school could not even hold a candle to Hogwarts. As while Bayou Annunciation may seem to you like the biggest adventure in your life the school has a certain worrisome reputation to an old man like me.  Plus Bayou Annunciation is in a hot swamp, and I remember how you both wrote complaining about visiting the swamp in Florida last summer.

I'd like to propose that you boys both come and join me in England.  I have talked to your father and he feels that you both would benefit not only from getting a education better than your small rancher town can provide.  Hogwarts is one of the best wizarding schools in the world.

I am sure much of this is taking you both by surprise and I want you to understand in the world your father grew up in without magic he was an outcast.  While I disagree with him leaving and completely changing his name I cannot say it was unwise.  I used to think your father a coward for his actions as many others will, though it allowed him to have a happier life than he would have had in this world.  So do not be upset with your father from keeping the fact that I and the rest of your family in England are wizards.  He just wanted to spare you the disappointment he felt when he was your age and found out he would not be one.

I invite you both to come to visit me in my house in Wales England.  I will take care of transportation as we will be traveling by wizarding means.  It will be an adventure, and I'll even show you both Hogwarts so you can make a decision on where you both want to go.

Your father is what is known as a Squib in the wizarding world, as is your mother from what I can find out. However both of your parents come from long lines of Wizards and Witches, this means that you are purebloods. This may not seem important to you now, but it will in the future, for now all you need to know is that you will be taken care of here in the Manor that your father grew up. There will be several parties that you will likely attend before going to Hogwarts, also there is family here for you to meet and greet. Remember to pack warmly, for I fear that Wales is far colder than Texas ever is.

Yours,
   Claudius Ellwood-Luxe


"I don't be thinking that I like the idea of parties, we always have'ta dress up real nice like." Sean wasn't much of the thinker, he left that up to his twin, what he was, was the one that would do what it took to keep his brother happy, their lives hadn't been the best, but Sean did what he could to make his brother smile and laugh.

" Grandpa always wears weird clothes.  Doubt he knows anything 'bout dressing up. "  As the only thing he had any interest in dressing up for was the rodeo at the county fair and hope he would be allowed to compete this year. 

"Ya recon we can take our duds, and other things with us, I bet tha redcoats have mighty big ranches up in their neck of the woods. Speaking of which, what uh we to call them folks anyway, and why did GrandPi decide that we needed his last name?"
Sean was a bit worried about taking on GrandPi's last name, it felt like he was abadoning his Daddy in some way, but GrandPi had been nice to the boys after they had both showed they could do that magical stuff, why just the other day he had been cleaning the barn and one of the bulls had gotten angry, next thing he knew the bull was floating in the air, and mooing like crazy, it had been a sight to see that it had.

"We be taken our stuff. Reckon they'll be introducing themselves all fancy like so we call em what they say. Maybe we be seemin' like a cowboy joke and he ain't used to the name callin"


"Ya mean that ya think that all those people that GrandPi is related too might think we are some kinda joke or something like that? Why would we look like jokes, is it cause they talk funny and we talk normal?"  Sean really wasn't sure why they would look like jokes, he knew how to talk, how to ride a horse, how to ride bulls, and how to do chores, what more could GrandPi's realitives want from them?

 " Imagine a bunch of kids like us in a place where cowboys are only seen in John Wayne movies. They'd be like those new kids who moved to town last year. "

"Oh you mean the boys with the blonde hair, yeah all they talk about is missing the ocean and stuff like that. Yeah they really are strange, but you know, Cowboys are real and stuff.  Ya really think that those der people haven' ever seen a real life cowboy?"  Those boys were, nice, though thier sister was kinda of strange, always making eyes at him, like he was some sort of prize or somethin, made him feel like he was one o'those award winnin show dogs or something, and she wanted to take him home.

Then he added in a whisper " Reckon it might have something to do with the squib thing? " 

"I don't recon i understand what all the fuss is about, Daddy is a good Daddy, and it doesn't matter that he can't do no magic does it?" Sean knew that for some reason, GrandPi thought it was very imortant to do magic, like so important that anyone that couldn't was less of a person. Sean wasn't sure he was right, but he was his Grand Father, and really old, so he had to know right from wrong, right?

Nate nodded when Sean started describing the odd boys. Nate said " Reckon we going to be in there position? Maybe that why grandpaw wants us to visit. " Then he paused slightly before adding " For nothing it keeps coming up. They be tip-toein' around it. Your right, don't matter to us doggone it. Can't say we'd even be needing magic."

 "Now I don't be knowing about all of that, ya not preachin to the right group there. I think it be mighty handy to have one of those wand things, and use it to make animals better, and perhaps ya know make some bull not be so mean like. Sure as the sun does shine we don't be needin magic, but it could be helpful like."

Nate said quickly in a slightly defensive manner " I'll be gettin that bull at the fair I tell you. I ain't be needin no stick to calm it any. " remembering how he had fallen rather quickly last time. Then he said in a more calm voice " Your right about it likely being helpful like. "


"Whoa now, ya don't gotta be like that, I KNOW that the bull was tough, hell that was ta reason that i didn't get'on him. That thing just looked at me funny and gave me the heeby-jeebies, so what do ya think this schoolin is going to be like, and do you think that GrandPi has something to do with the choice at hogfarts, cause I don't really know if i be liken the idea of being there all year round basically." The thoguht of being away for so long and not seeing his Mommy was kinda of strange for him, yeah he and Nate had done sleepovers and stuff, but secretly he had always ended up sleeping in Nates sleeping bag too, cuase he felt lost and lonely, Sean really was a Momma's boy, and he knew it, but if this could somehow make his momma proud well then, he would just have to do it.

Nate said " Daddy certainly didn't choose a school on the other side of the world. "  Then he actually thought for a second about being trapped in a school halfway across the world.  A few seconds later Nate yelled " I'm not goin to no Hogfarts. " hoping that his parents would hear him.  Then quieted down and continued " Daddy be needin help on the farm.  Reckon without us the cows won't be milkin themselves. "

"Naw they will get milked, it might just be harder on Daddy, say Nate, did you catch how the baseball team did yesterday, I plum forgot about it when I was visiting with Sammy"

....

Naturally the conversation continued.  Naturally Claudius Ellwood-Luxe got what he wanted.  Naturally not only were they going to Hogwarts, but also being introduced to the wizarding world first.  Naturally they would be going on the biggest adventure a boy of his age could go on.  Unnaturally they would become wizards. 

Note:  All words in italics said by Nathaiel Ellwood-Luxe.  Applications are coordinated as far as the conversation goes so permission was granted both ways.




Roleplay
Reply as your character to the following:

It was impossible for Dianne to stay out of trouble. It wasn't that she was looking for trouble, it's just that trouble always managed to find her. Today she wished she could find something equally familiar but more comforting.

The five-year old girl hugged her puffskein closer to her and brushed her face in its soft fur for comfort. She had named him herself and he was always her special pet. No she was certain she had never gone down this side street before. Her anxiety increased every second as darkness fell as she walked down the road. A loud noise came to her left and she buried her face in her pet's fur completely. The scared girl bolted the opposite way slamming the both of them into the wall of the nearest building. Tottering back a few steps she found a door a few feet to her right and ran to open it. What light there was inside spilled out into the darkness and she spilled into the room.

Once in, she was caught between the impulse to curl her cloak up more tightly around her and loosen her grip on it. She wasn't alone anymore but she was now among strangers instead, which was nearly as terrifying. Her puffskein had recovered from the shock of the wall and now was purring contentedly as the girl hugged it, causing a mildly calming effect on the girl. Gathering her courage, she marched up to the nearest person, pulled on the nearest clothing hem and blurted out in a loud voice:

"I'm lost and it's dark and I wanted to know where I am but I'm not scared but I am worried that Sambundeakin is scared because he's little and needs something to eat and wants to go home."

She paused to draw a breath in her nearly never-ending sentence, "He misses my and his mommy."

To explain the scared girl held up the custard-colored puffskein. Sambundeakin the puffskein, however simply purred as if nothing on earth was wrong in the world.




Nates response
Nate wasn't sure what to say.  Of course it was rather obvious when one removed the reference to what looked a lot like a Tribble the girl was scared.  He had no clue what to do, or where to go.  Hopefully the girl would ignore him and they could both continue on there ways.  Unfortunately that was not seemingly the case.  He knew which direction he came from which was behind him.  He also knew that was the same direction he intended to go into to meet up with his brother.

Him and Sean were dividing the exploring and even had radios to communicate by.   Exploring which the girl whom was way to young for him to see at Hogwarts later was interrupting.  Nate said " Found a lost girl with a tribble.  Tumbleweed otherwise.  Ten four. "  Yes the radios were wizarding child toys not the ones they were used to at home, but they still worked.  As apparently most of the things they brought from home were quickly seemed to be placed in there bags by one of there grandfathers odd house elves.

Then the girl mentioned how the tribble was missing it's mother.  With a slight sigh he had little clue what to say to her.  He tried " I came from a road that way. " pointing over his shoulder.  As the last thing he was going to do was spoil his time for exploring to help someone who definitely knew more about the area than him.  After all, she had a tribble that had a name and was still purring.  So if they worked anything like dogs if there really was a problem it would not be so calm.  Plus to be honest there were people on the road far more qualified to help this girl out.

This building was boring.  Hopefully the girl would find someone else but he decided to wait a few seconds in case the girl said something interesting.  Or if an adult wandered over he might be able to take credit for helping which might earn him a few brownie points with his grandfather.  However he was not wasting much of what unsupervised wandering time he had on this girl.


Roleplay Response

Duke wasn't suprised that someone was lost this place was huge, "Same here, though I found an Ice Cream stand, really nice place, though I be thinking that we should help the lil girl out, it might be nice or something, you know what Daddy would say if we left a girl like that, he would cuff us behind the ears and tell us that not helping her wasn't very Southern Gentleman like."

 Sean Duke Wayne Ellwood-Lux starting heading towards his twin, shaking his head, fun was fun but sometimes you had to give up on fun for a bit to do what you were supposed to do, and in this case he was supposed to help the girl. Seeing the two of them standing there he walked up, and smiled at his brother and hit him on the shoulder.

"Well well, looky what ya found there, mighty cute little girl aren't ya. Say why don't you come with me and Nate and get some Ice Cream, that way we can all be togther and we can tell some adults about you being lost, your puffskin might be likin the ice cream, and surely a girl like ya self will too."

 Duke looked at his twin and shrugged, "It was time to take a break anyway bro, also I really want to check out that Ice Cream place, whatcha say?"







>.> <.< i really should have fixed this the first time correctly, if you could delete the second one I would appraite it, i accidetntly copied and pasted the wrong thing when correcting myself, >.> sometimes its not so good to work on stuff at 6am

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Sean Duke Wayne Ellwood-Luxe

Gender: Male
Age: 10

Education: 
Muggle School in Texas, USA

Residence:
Small Town in Rural Texas, Residence of Claudius Ellwood-Luxe

Occupation:
Cowboy

Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (example St Mungo's, the Ministry, Shrieking Shack) or to take over an existing shop in need of new management?
No.

Requested Magic Levels: None.

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:
Demetri Draginoff, Gau Draginoff, Elena Draginoff,[NPC Draginoffs]

Special Phrase: Tibble's beard of power

Quote
My boys,

I recently received word that you got a letter offering you admission at a school by the name of Bayou Annunciation next year.  To say your father was surprised when he contacted me with this great news.  He also requested my advice in the situation, and I informed him the school could not even hold a candle to Hogwarts. As while Bayou Annunciation may seem to you like the biggest adventure in your life the school has a certain worrisome reputation to an old man like me.  Plus Bayou Annunciation is in a hot swamp, and I remember how you both wrote complaining about visiting the swamp in Florida last summer.

I'd like to propose that you boys both come and join me in England.  I have talked to your father and he feels that you both would benefit not only from getting a education better than your small rancher town can provide.  Hogwarts is one of the best wizarding schools in the world.

I am sure much of this is taking you both by surprise and I want you to understand in the world your father grew up in without magic he was an outcast.  While I disagree with him leaving and completely changing his name I cannot say it was unwise.  I used to think your father a coward for his actions as many others will, though it allowed him to have a happier life than he would have had in this world.  So do not be upset with your father from keeping the fact that I and the rest of your family in England are wizards.  He just wanted to spare you the disappointment he felt when he was your age and found out he would not be one.

I invite you both to come to visit me in my house in Wales England.  I will take care of transportation as we will be traveling by wizarding means.  It will be an adventure, and I'll even show you both Hogwarts so you can make a decision on where you both want to go.

Your father is what is known as a Squib in the wizarding world, as is your mother from what I can find out. However both of your parents come from long lines of Wizards and Witches, this means that you are purebloods. This may not seem important to you now, but it will in the future, for now all you need to know is that you will be taken care of here in the Manor that your father grew up. There will be several parties that you will likely attend before going to Hogwarts, also there is family here for you to meet and greet. Remember to pack warmly, for I fear that Wales is far colder than Texas ever is.

Yours,
   Claudius Ellwood-Luxe


"I don't be thinking that I like the idea of parties, we always have'ta dress up real nice like." Sean wasn't much of the thinker, he left that up to his twin, what he was, was the one that would do what it took to keep his brother happy, their lives hadn't been the best, but Sean did what he could to make his brother smile and laugh.

" Grandpa always wears weird clothes.  Doubt he knows anything 'bout dressing up. "  As the only thing he had any interest in dressing up for was the rodeo at the county fair and hope he would be allowed to compete this year. 

"Ya recon we can take our duds, and other things with us, I bet tha redcoats have mighty big ranches up in their neck of the woods. Speaking of which, what uh we to call them folks anyway, and why did GrandPi decide that we needed his last name?"
Sean was a bit worried about taking on GrandPi's last name, it felt like he was abadoning his Daddy in some way, but GrandPi had been nice to the boys after they had both showed they could do that magical stuff, why just the other day he had been cleaning the barn and one of the bulls had gotten angry, next thing he knew the bull was floating in the air, and mooing like crazy, it had been a sight to see that it had.

"We be taken our stuff. Reckon they'll be introducing themselves all fancy like so we call em what they say. Maybe we be seemin' like a cowboy joke and he ain't used to the name callin"


"Ya mean that ya think that all those people that GrandPi is related too might think we are some kinda joke or something like that? Why would we look like jokes, is it cause they talk funny and we talk normal?"  Sean really wasn't sure why they would look like jokes, he knew how to talk, how to ride a horse, how to ride bulls, and how to do chores, what more could GrandPi's realitives want from them?

 " Imagine a bunch of kids like us in a place where cowboys are only seen in John Wayne movies. They'd be like those new kids who moved to town last year. "

"Oh you mean the boys with the blonde hair, yeah all they talk about is missing the ocean and stuff like that. Yeah they really are strange, but you know, Cowboys are real and stuff.  Ya really think that those der people haven' ever seen a real life cowboy?"  Those boys were, nice, though thier sister was kinda of strange, always making eyes at him, like he was some sort of prize or somethin, made him feel like he was one o'those award winnin show dogs or something, and she wanted to take him home.

Then he added in a whisper " Reckon it might have something to do with the squib thing? " 

"I don't recon i understand what all the fuss is about, Daddy is a good Daddy, and it doesn't matter that he can't do no magic does it?" Sean knew that for some reason, GrandPi thought it was very imortant to do magic, like so important that anyone that couldn't was less of a person. Sean wasn't sure he was right, but he was his Grand Father, and really old, so he had to know right from wrong, right?

Nate nodded when Sean started describing the odd boys. Nate said " Reckon we going to be in there position? Maybe that why grandpaw wants us to visit. " Then he paused slightly before adding " For nothing it keeps coming up. They be tip-toein' around it. Your right, don't matter to us doggone it. Can't say we'd even be needing magic."

 "Now I don't be knowing about all of that, ya not preachin to the right group there. I think it be mighty handy to have one of those wand things, and use it to make animals better, and perhaps ya know make some bull not be so mean like. Sure as the sun does shine we don't be needin magic, but it could be helpful like."

Nate said quickly in a slightly defensive manner " I'll be gettin that bull at the fair I tell you. I ain't be needin no stick to calm it any. " remembering how he had fallen rather quickly last time. Then he said in a more calm voice " Your right about it likely being helpful like. "


"Whoa now, ya don't gotta be like that, I KNOW that the bull was tough, hell that was ta reason that i didn't get'on him. That thing just looked at me funny and gave me the heeby-jeebies, so what do ya think this schoolin is going to be like, and do you think that GrandPi has something to do with the choice at hogfarts, cause I don't really know if i be liken the idea of being there all year round basically." The thoguht of being away for so long and not seeing his Mommy was kinda of strange for him, yeah he and Nate had done sleepovers and stuff, but secretly he had always ended up sleeping in Nates sleeping bag too, cuase he felt lost and lonely, Sean really was a Momma's boy, and he knew it, but if this could somehow make his momma proud well then, he would just have to do it.

Nate said " Daddy certainly didn't choose a school on the other side of the world. "  Then he actually thought for a second about being trapped in a school halfway across the world.  A few seconds later Nate yelled " I'm not goin to no Hogfarts. " hoping that his parents would hear him.  Then quieted down and continued " Daddy be needin help on the farm.  Reckon without us the cows won't be milkin themselves. "

"Naw they will get milked, it might just be harder on Daddy, say Nate, did you catch how the baseball team did yesterday, I plum forgot about it when I was visiting with Sammy"

....

Naturally the conversation continued.  Naturally Claudius Ellwood-Luxe got what he wanted.  Naturally not only were they going to Hogwarts, but also being introduced to the wizarding world first.  Naturally they would be going on the biggest adventure a boy of his age could go on.  Unnaturally they would become wizards. 

Note:  All words in italics said by Nathaiel Ellwood-Luxe.  Applications are coordinated as far as the conversation goes so permission was granted both ways.