Application for Amancio Blaise Stone

[Amancio Blaise Stone]

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Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Amancio Blaise Stone

Birthday: February 3, 1927

Hometown:Manila, Philippines

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):Second Year
Third Year

Biography:
If there was one thing Blaise wasn't sure was his name meaning. It means enemy and stammer and surely, as far as he knew he wasn't an enemy of anyone and he wouldn't stammer. As far as he knew...

Fade to black the camera’s rolling
   Open roads where are we going
      Unprepared and unaware we steer

Blaise wasn't going anywhere that's for sure. He was the fifth out of seven children and although he's not quite noticeable to the eyes of his parents he wouldn't trade anything in for him to get the hell out of the town. He knew the war broke his whole life... but what can he do? He's elder brothers began to take training for the reserves. His elder sister sat still on her little corner still frozen with terror. His little siblings would surely be or custody. As for his parents? No news about them had reached his ear. Blaise had hoped that they were safe on their way back to Philippines... but it's been year since then... and the days were slowly detoriating him and his hopes. As the "eldest" he'd been trying to look strong as always as possible... yet, he was human and no human can be strong always. Though, Blaise continued to live for his little siblings... just then, he knew there was one hope left...

Faster every day we’re breathing
   Faster than a bullet speeding
      Photos make our memories stand clear

Blaise was forced to go to his nearest relative and asked for help. Although one of the main motto's of the Stone's were "Be hard and numb as a Stone" would basically apply unto the situation he was wholehearted;y accepted. He tried to balance things out by working at their household. He finds it very unjust not to. He was after all some extra in the house. Though, with his effort in trying to be a worker boy he was constantly being stopped by the Stones. Noted that he's still family and family must stick together till then. Blaise had then realize that family was important and had tried to leave the Stone's chateau to be back from his original family.

Racing for a new beginning
   Chasing roads that are never ending
      Here's a our chance to our new history

Blaise was advised to bring his siblings to their chateau. There they could be 'one big happy' family. He knew that it was kind of awkward living with a relative's house and having their time of their lives. He still didn't like the idea, but looking at the clouded future of his siblings, he decided to do it so. He brought his family along and was raised with them like they were children of the household. By then Blaise was more determined than ever to be something more than their current situation.

Best times yet around the corner
   Catching dreams without a border
      We are here, and we are finally free

Because of his educational potential he was sent into a nearby muggle school where he excelled and pass with flying colors. The adoptive head of the Stones had then made him go to Europe like their very own children. Blaise was sent to Britain along with his cousin Damon. The years had been good to them. The institute had provided them more of a home rather than an education prep school. As much as Blaise was concerned, he was really happy that he went away from home with a relative. He knew that Damon had been a brother to him and felt kind of sad when he was strangely sent to France. Though he didn't know the reason, whether it was the up roaring calamities in Britain or some far worse he didn't have a clue. Left with no other choice, he pursue his studies.

Push ahead
   Past the highest ledge
Push ahead
   Such a beautiful sight
      After every hill we climbed
      It's never been so clear
         And at the top, we scream
            I really like the view from here

After years of trying so hard to actually fit in he was forced to be transferred to a
nearby wizarding school. Though, again, he didn't know the exact reason but he felt like Europe had given him a home that he never had felt and wouldn't trade anything for it. He wanted to live there forever... without remembering his bitter past. He knew his siblings would just be fine back at the Philippines. He knew it. With a happy heart he sped towards his knew home.

What had started so bitter would end just so sweet. Yes, that was his life. Bittersweet.

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

House Request:Slytherin

Personality: Blaise is too caring. He didn't like others thinking of him for the better he wanted others to think of themselves more. He's quite serious at his demeanor and mostly like balancing things out. He was a little dark and secretive. Apparently, the effects of poverty and war back when he was a child had gotten him into that state. He seldom trust anyone. He didn't like being left alone. Being with a stranger can make him feel more safe than being with thin air. His kind of numb at other people's feelings and wouldn't give a damn about it. Though ironically he always would try to make it up for a person he thinks he'd ignored. He didn't like crowds but likes to be around with a large group of friends. In short, he was ironical. What's more? He's claustrophobic. Dare not to go near!

Appearance: His hair was blonde no question about it. And his hair made him a lot of a head turner back in his hometown where blondes are regarded as the rich and the noble. He wasn't rich and was far off from being noble. He has a lean yet muscular body, primarily because he's been working. His eyes were dark and expressive as every Stone were. That was the only thing he had about being a Stone. There's nothing more he could describe about his appearance. He seemed like any other ordinary lost blonde dude.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Blaise wasn't sure how to put it out. The biggest quidditch upset ever. If only the quaffel was too kind for the player and would just stay on his hand. If the quaffel hadn't slip out of his grip the game would probably turn things upside down... but since it didn't well... you get the picture.

He went out of the bleachers and went directly towards the exit. He was tired of watching quidditch games with gruel some results. Yes, if only the teams would play more epically than what should be watched. The game had been more of a show off event than actual winning streak event. Blaise didn't like how everything had turned all around.

Blaise shriveled and pushed his nose under his scarf. It wasn't winter or any cold day... he just felt sick or homesick and thinking the quidditch could actually heal his psychology about things wasn't the best game plan he had since starting out in Britain.

He went across the loud corridor looking at his shoes making all the squishy sounds. Probably the winning team was just too proud about their show offs that they didn't actually care if their voices were bouncing back and forth over the place. Blaise shook his head and looked up at where he was going. At the moment, everything seemed like in a dark corridor but as he got closer he saw a figure. A quidditch player.

"WHAT!" the figure shouted looking at his direction. "Haven't you ever seen a loser before?" he sounded too irritated and Blaise knew that it was better to shut up than to argue. "Why don't you just take a picture!"

Just then Blaise remembered the guy. It was the laughing stock of the team. The 'missed-quaffel' boy. 'No wonder he sounded to absurd' He thought about it.

"Listen, dude..."Blaise put his hand inside his pockets. "I wouldn't mind having an
exclusive and fresh photo of the recent laughing stock but..." He bit his lip and went nearer to him. "I respect every athlete there is..."

He let his right hand out of his pockets, puts it on his shoulder and gave him a slight tap. He knew he was just irritated with the failure. Blaise had know it all when it comes with failure. It had been his expertise in life.

"Want to kill some time?" he asked looking positively at him. "Take that stress off you?"

He knew it wasn't that easy though he felt like as everyone was against him... this person needed someone to have it on his side. Blaise knew it. The name Blaise might have meant enemy or stammer. Two ironic words. though what he liked was the "Amancio", his loving part.


→ ABOUT YOU.

Previous Characters (if applicable):

How did you find us?:From somebody that I used to know...

[Arianrhod Medraut]

Hi Blaise!

Your application is looking good, but we need to address some things before we can accept it. 

1.  In our universe, the year is 1938.  At this time, war was only a whisper - Germany had begun to occupy other countries, but no war was declared until Sept. 1st, 1939, so Blaise and his family wouldn't be torn apart by war just yet. 

2.  You also mentioned that Blaise and his siblings were forced to ask their nearest relative for help because their parents were unavailable.  Can you expand on this a little?  Where were Blaise's parents and why weren't they able to be with their children? Who was the relative Blaise and his siblings had to go to? 

3.  It would also be good for you to explain the connection between his Philippine family and their European relatives; I was a little confused as to where Blaise ended up in Europe, how he got there and why.


Please edit your application to reflect the requests above and repost it below, and we'd be happy to look at it again!

Thank you!

-- Arian

[Damon Stone]

Thanks for the corrections...

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Amancio Blaise Stone

Birthday: February 3, 1927

Hometown:Manila, Philippines

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):Second Year
Third Year

Biography:
If there was one thing Blaise wasn't sure was his name meaning. It means enemy and stammer and surely, as far as he knew he wasn't an enemy of anyone and he wouldn't stammer.As far as he knew...

Fade to black the camera’s rolling
   Open roads where are we going
      Unprepared and unaware we steer

Blaise wasn't going anywhere that's for sure. He was the fifth out of seven children and although he's not quite noticeable to the eyes of his parents he wouldn't trade anything in for him to get the hell out of the town. He knew those little revolutionary wars broke his whole life... but what can he do? His elder brothers began to take training for the reserves. His elder sister sat still on her little corner still frozen with terror. His little siblings would surely be for custody. As for his parents? No news about them had reached his ear. After being away for some unknown family matter trip...Blaise had hoped that his parents were safe on their way back to Philippines... but it's been year since then... and the days were slowly detoriating him and his hopes. As the "eldest" he'd been trying to look strong as always as possible... yet, he was human and no human can be strong always. Though, Blaise continued to live for his little siblings... just then, he knew there was one hope left...

Faster every day we’re breathing
   Faster than a bullet speeding
      Photos make our memories stand clear

Blaise was forced to go to his nearest relative and asked for help. As far as he could remember, these people he had no idea with would probably be her mother's sister. He would meet his cousins and other aunts and uncles...that was the good part, but what if he wouldn't be treated as relative. Although one of the main motto's of the Stone's were "Be hard and numb as a Stone" would basically apply unto the situation he was wholehearted;y accepted. He tried to balance things out by working at their household. He finds it very unjust not to. He was after all some extra in the house. Though, with his effort in trying to be a worker boy he was constntly being stopped by the Stones. Noted that he's still family and family must stick together till then. Blaise had then realize that family was important and had tried to leave the Stone's chateau to be back from his original family.

Racing for a new beginning
   Chasing roads that are never ending
      Here's a our chance to our new history

Blaise was advised to bring his siblings to their chateau. There they could be 'one big happy' family. He knew that it was kind of awkward living with a relative's house and having their time of their lives. He still didn't like the idea, but looking at the clouded future of his siblings, he decided to do it so. He brought his family along and was raised with them like they were children of the household. By then Blaise was more determined than ever to be something more than their current situation.

Best times yet around the corner
   Catching dreams without a border
      We are here, and we are finally free

Because of his educational potential he was sent into a nearby muggle school where he excelled and pass with flying colors. The adoptive head of the Stones had then made him go to Europe like their very own children and as every Stone there is should be sent somewhere in Europe. Thinking that the Asian school aren't that much quality, the Stones had this ideology to sent every member to Europe for a better start. In his case, Blaise was sent to Britain along with his cousin Damon. Though he didn't quite get the very idea about transferring to Europe for education and live off with a family friend, he didn't took it for granted.The years had been good to them. The institute had provided them more of a home rather than an education prep school. As much as Blaise was concerned, he was really happy that he went away from home with a relative. He knew that Damon had been a brother to him and felt kind of sad when he was strangely sent to France. Though he didn't know the reason, whether it was the up roaring calamities in Britain or some far worse he didn't have a clue. Left with no other choice, he pursue his studies.

Push ahead
   Past the highest ledge
Push ahead
   Such a beautiful sight
      After every hill we climbed
      It's never been so clear
         And at the top, we scream
            I really like the view from here

After years of trying so hard to actually fit in he was forced to be transferred to a nearby wizarding school. Though, again, he didn't know the exact reason but he felt like Europe had given him a home that he never had felt and wouldn't trade anything for it. He wanted to live there forever... without remembering his bitter past. He knew his siblings would just be fine back at the Philippines. He knew it. With a happy heart he sped towards his knew home.

What had started so bitter would end just so sweet. Yes, that was his life. Bittersweet.

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

House Request:Slytherin

Personality: Blaise is too caring. He didn't like others thinking of him for the better he wanted others to think of themselves more. He's quite serious at his demeanor and mostly like balancing things out. He was a little dark and secretive. Apparently, the effects of poverty and war back when he was a child had gotten him into that state. He seldom trust anyone. He didn't like being left alone. Being with a stranger can make him feel more safe than being with thin air. His kind of numb at other people's feelings and wouldn't give a damn about it. Though ironically he always would try to make it up for a person he thinks he'd ignored. He didn't like crowds but likes to be around with a large group of friends. In short, he was ironical.

Appearance: His hair was blonde no question about it. And his hair made him a lot of a head turner back in his hometown where blondes are regarded as the rich and the noble. He wasn't rich and was far off from being noble. He has a lean yet muscular body, primarily because he's been working. His eyes were dark and expressive as every Stone were. That was the only thing he had about being a Stone. There's nothing more he could describe about his appearance. He seemed like any other ordinary blonde dude.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Blaise wasn't sure how to put it out. The biggest quidditch upset ever. If only the quaffel was too kind for the player and would just stay on his hand. If the quaffel hadn't slip out of his grip the game would probably turn things upside down... but since it didn't well... you get the picture.

He went out of the bleachers and went directly towards the exit. He was tired of watching quidditch games with gruel some results. Yes, if only the teams would play more epically than what should be watched. The game had been more of a show off event than actual winning streak event. Blaise didn't like how everything had turned all around.

Blaise shriveled and pushed his nose under his scarf. It wasn't winter or any cold day... he just felt sick or homesick and thinking the quidditch could actually heal his psychology about things wasn't the best game plan he had since starting out in Britain.

He went across the loud corridor looking at his shoes making all the squishy sounds. Probably the winning team was just too proud about their show offs that they didn't actually care if their voices were bouncing back and forth over the place. Blaise shook his head and looked up at where he was going. At the moment, everything seemed like in a dark corridor but as he got closer he saw a figure. A quidditch player.

"WHAT!" the figure shouted looking at his direction. "Haven't you ever seen a loser before?" he sounded too irritated and Blaise knew that it was better to shut up than to argue. "Why don't you just take a picture!"

Just then Blaise remembered the guy. It was the laughing stock of the team. The 'missed-quaffel' boy. 'No wonder he sounded to absurd' He thought about it.

"Listen, dude..."Blaise put his hand inside his pockets. "I wouldn't mind having an exclusive and fresh photo of the recent laughing stock but..." He bit his lip and went nearer to him. "I respect every athlete there is..."

He let his right hand out of his pockets, puts it on his shoulder and gave him a slight tap. He knew he was just irritated with the failure. Blaise had know it all when it comes with failure. It had been his expertise in life.

"Want to kill some time?" he asked looking positively at him. "Take that stress off you?"

He knew it wasn't that easy though he felt like as everyone was against him... this person needed someone to have it on his side. Blaise knew it. The name Blaise might have meant enemy or stammer. Two ironic words. though what he liked was the "Amancio", his loving part.

→ ABOUT YOU.

Previous Characters (if applicable):

How did you find us?:From somebody that I used to know...

[Amancio Blaise Stone]

Sorry for posting it using my other account... I'll edit it ASAP

[Amancio Blaise Stone]

I'm having difficulties with changing the accounts and reediting it... Hope this one works

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Amancio Blaise Stone

Birthday: February 3, 1927

Hometown:Manila, Philippines

Bloodline:
MuHalfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):Second Year
Third Year

Biography:
If there was one thing Blaise wasn't sure was his name meaning. It means enemy and stammer and surely, as far as he knew he wasn't an enemy of anyone and he wouldn't stammer.As far as he knew...

Fade to black the camera’s rolling
   Open roads where are we going
      Unprepared and unaware we steer

Blaise wasn't going anywhere that's for sure. He was the fifth out of seven children and although he's not quite noticeable to the eyes of his parents he wouldn't trade anything in for him to get the hell out of the town. He knew the war broke his whole life... but what can he do? He's elder brothers began to take training for the reserves. His elder sister sat still on her little corner still fozen with terror. His little siblings would surely be for custody. As for his parents? No news about them had reached his ear. Blaise had hoped that they were safe on their way back to Philippines... but it's been year since then... and the days were slowly detoriating him and his hopes. As the "eldest" he'd been trying to look strong as always as possible... yet, he was human and no human can be strong always. Though, Blaise continued to live for his little siblings... just then, he knew there was one hope left...

Faster every day we’re breathing
   Faster than a bullet speeding
      Photos make our memories stand clear

Blaise was forced to go to his nearest relative and asked for help. Although one of the main motto's of the Stone's were "Be hard and numb as a Stone" would basically apply unto the situation he was wholehearted;y accepted. He tried to balance things out by working at their household. He finds it very unjust not to. He was after all some extra in the house. Though, with his effort in trying to be a worker boy he was constantly being stopped by the Stones. Noted that he's still family and family must stick together till then. Blaise had then realize that family was important and had tried to leave the Stone's chateau to be back from his original family.

Racing for a new beginning
   Chasing roads that are never ending
      Here's a our chance to our new history

Blaise was advised to bring his siblings to their chateau. There they could be 'one bog happy' family. He knew that it was kind of awkward living with a relative's house and having their time of their lives. He still didn't like the idea, but looking at the clouded future of his siblings, he decided to do it so. He brought his family along and was raised with them like they were children of the household. By then Blaise was more determined than ever to be something more than their current situation.

Best times yet around the corner
   Catching dreams without a border
      We are here, and we are finally free

Because of his educational potential he was sent into a nearby muggle school where he excelled and pass with flying colors. The adoptive head of the Stones had then made him go to Europe like their very own children. Blaise was sent to Britain along with his cousin Damon. The years had been good to them. The institute had provided them more of a home rather than an education prep school. As much as Blaise was concerned, he was really happy that he went away from home with a relative. He knew that Damon had been a brother to him and felt kind of sad when he was strangely sent to France. Though he didn't know the reason, whether it was the up roaring calamities in Britain or some far worse he didn't have a clue. Left with no other choice, he pursue his studies.

Push ahead
   Past the highest ledge
Push ahead
   Such a beautiful sight
      After every hill we climbed
      It's never been so clear
         And at the top, we scream
            I really like the view from here

After years of trying so hard to actually fit in he was forced to be transferred to a nearby wizarding school. Though, again, he didn't know the exact reason but he felt like Europe had given him a home that he never had felt and wouldn't trade anything for it. He wanted to live there forever... without remembering his bitter past. He knew his siblings would just be fine back at the Philippines. He knew it. With a happy heart he sped towards his knew home.

What had started so bitter would end just so sweet. Yes, that was his life. Bittersweet.

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

House Request:Slytherin

Personality: Blaise is too caring. He didn't like others thinking of him for the better he wanted others to think of themselves more. He's quite serious at his demeanor and mostly like balancing things out. He was a little dark and secretive. Apparently, the effects of poverty and war back when he was a child had gotten him into that state. He seldom trust anyone. He didn't like being left alone. Being with a stranger can make him feel more safe than being with thin air. His kind of numb at other people's feelings and wouldn't give a damn about it. Though ironically he always would try to make it up for a person he thinks he'd ignored. He didn't like crowds but likes to be around with a large group of friends. In short, he was ironical.

Appearance: His hair was blonde no question about it. And his hair made him a lot of a head turner back in his hometown where blondes are regarded as the rich and the noble. He wasn't rich and was far off from being noble. He has a lean yet muscular body, primarily because he's been working. His eyes were dark and expressive as every Stone were. That was the only thing he had about being a Stone. There's nothing more he could describe about his appearance. He seemed like any other ordinary blonde dude.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.

Blaise wasn't sure how to put it out. The biggest quidditch upset ever. If only the quaffel was too kind for the player and would just stay on his hand. If the quaffel hadn't slip out of his grip the game would probably turn things upside down... but since it didn't well... you get the picture.

He went out of the bleachers and went directly towards the exit. He was tired of watching quidditch games with gruel some results. Yes, if only the teams would play more epically than what should be watched. The game had been more of a show off event than actual winning streak event. Blaise didn't like how everything had turned all around.

Blaise shriveled and pushed his nose under his scarf. It wasn't winter or any cold day... he just felt sick or homesick and thinking the quidditch could actually heal his psychology about things wasn't the best game plan he had since starting out in Britain.

He went across the loud corridor looking at his shoes making all the squishy sounds. Probably the winning team was just too proud about their show offs that they didn't actually care if their voices were bouncing back and forth over the place. Blaise shook his head and looked up at where he was going. At the moment, everything seemed like in a dark corridor but as he got closer he saw a figure. A quidditch player.

"WHAT!" the figure shouted looking at his direction. "Haven't you ever seen a loser before?" he sounded too irritated and Blaise knew that it was better to shut up than to argue. "Why don't you just take a picture!"

Just then Blaise remembered the guy. It was the laughing stock of the team. The 'missed-quaffel' boy. 'No wonder he sounded to absurd' He thought about it.

"Listen, dude..."Blaise put his hand inside his pockets. "I wouldn't mind having an exclusive and fresh photo of the recent laughing stock but..." He bit his lip and went nearer to him. "I respect every athlete there is..."

He let his right hand out of his pockets, puts it on his shoulder and gave him a slight tap. He knew he was just irritated with the failure. Blaise had know it all when it comes with failure. It had been his expertise in life.

"Want to kill some time?" he asked looking positively at him. "Take that stress off you?"

He knew it wasn't that easy though he felt like as everyone was against him... this person needed someone to have it on his side. Blaise knew it. The name Blaise might have meant enemy or stammer. Two ironic words. though what he liked was the "Amancio", his loving part.

→ ABOUT YOU.

Previous Characters (if applicable):

How did you find us?:From somebody that I used to know...

[Delaney Jane Roberts]

Hello Blaise,

Thank you for resubmitting, but I am afraid I have to draw you back to Arian's previous notes as none of them have been addressed in your resubmitted application.

1.  In our universe, the year is 1938.  At this time, war was only a whisper - Germany had begun to occupy other countries, but no war was declared until Sept. 1st, 1939, so Blaise and his family wouldn't be torn apart by war just yet. 

I suggest tweaking the first paragraph and perhaps cutting out his siblings reactions. As stated above war wasn't declared until Sept 1939 and we are currently on Sept 1938. We have a year to go.

2.  You also mentioned that Blaise and his siblings were forced to ask their nearest relative for help because their parents were unavailable.  Can you expand on this a little?  Where were Blaise's parents and why weren't they able to be with their children? Who was the relative Blaise and his siblings had to go to? 

3.  It would also be good for you to explain the connection between his Philippine family and their European relatives; I was a little confused as to where Blaise ended up in Europe, how he got there and why.

Your application is very good, it's just your bio that needs tweaking so that we can get a better idea of Blaise's life and situation, and so that it coincides with the site timeline. So, please go through your bio and make the above changes, then repost below so we can review it once more.

~ Delaney

[Amancio Blaise Stone]

Sorry for the other post. i didn't quite notice that it wasn't the edited version.

Application for Hogwarts School

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Amancio Blaise Stone

Birthday: February 3, 1927

Hometown:Manila, Philippines

Bloodline:
Halfblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Divination

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):Second Year
Third Year

Biography:
Biography:
If there was one thing Blaise wasn't sure was his name meaning. It means enemy and stammer and surely, as far as he knew he wasn't an enemy of anyone and he wouldn't stammer in front of an enemy. well, it was, as far as he knew...

Fade to black the camera’s rolling
   Open roads where are we going
      Unprepared and unaware we steer

Blaise wasn't going anywhere that's for sure. He was the fifth out of seven children and although he's not quite noticeable to the eyes of his parents he wouldn't trade anything in for him to get the hell out of the town. He knew those little revolutions made his life a little bumpy. The government really didn't gave much attention to the underground economy. Although some projects, laws and constitutions did help farmers like them; still, mostly the wealthier landlords had the shot for attention...it was mostly a first come first serve basis. No assurance were granted... but what can he do? His elder brothers find themselves fitted perfectly with trouble. Rallies over there, harassing landlords over there... they were no different from the other hoodlums.His elder sister sat still on her little corner still frozen with terror. His little siblings would surely be for custody. As for his parents? No news about them had reached his ear. After being away for some unknown family matter trip...Blaise had hoped that his parents were safe on their way back to Philippines... but it's been year since then... and the days were slowly deteriorating him and his hopes. As the "eldest" he'd been trying to look strong as always as possible... yet, he was human and no human can be strong always. Though, Blaise continued to live for his little siblings... just then, he knew there was one hope left...

Faster every day we’re breathing
   Faster than a bullet speeding
      Photos make our memories stand clear

Blaise was forced to go to his nearest relative and asked for help. As far as he could remember, these people he had no idea with would probably be her mother's sister. He would meet his cousins and other aunts and uncles...that was the good part, but what if he wouldn't be treated as relative. Although one of the main motto's of the Stone's were "Be hard and numb as a Stone" would basically apply unto the situation he was wholeheartedly accepted. He tried to balance things out by working at their household. He finds it very unjust not to. He was after all some extra in the house. Though, with his effort in trying to be a worker boy he was constantly being stopped by the Stones. Noted that he's still family and family must stick together till then. Blaise had then realize that family was important and had tried to leave the Stone's chateau to be back from his original family.

Racing for a new beginning
   Chasing roads that are never ending
      Here's a our chance to our new history

Blaise was advised to bring his siblings to their chateau. There they could be 'one big happy' family. He knew that it was kind of awkward living with a relative's house and having their time of their lives. He still didn't like the idea, but looking at the clouded future of his siblings, he decided to do it so. He brought his family along and was raised with them like they were children of the household. By then Blaise was more determined than ever to be something more than their current situation.

Best times yet around the corner
   Catching dreams without a border
      We are here, and we are finally free

Because of his educational potential he was sent into a nearby muggle school where he excelled and pass with flying colors. The adoptive head of the Stones had then made him go to Europe like their very own children and as every Stone there is should be sent somewhere in Europe. Thinking that the Asian school aren't that much quality, the Stones had this ideology to sent every member to Europe for a better start. In his case, Blaise was sent to Britain along with his cousin Damon. Though he didn't quite get the very idea about transferring to Europe for education and live off with a family friend, he didn't took it for granted.The years had been good to them. The institute had provided them more of a home rather than an education prep school. As much as Blaise was concerned, he was really happy that he went away from home with a relative. He knew that Damon had been a brother to him and felt kind of sad when he was strangely sent to France. Though he didn't know the reason, whether it was the up roaring calamities in Britain or some far worse he didn't have a clue. Left with no other choice, he pursue his studies.

Push ahead
   Past the highest ledge
Push ahead
   Such a beautiful sight
      After every hill we climbed
      It's never been so clear
         And at the top, we scream
            I really like the view from here

After years of trying so hard to actually fit in he was forced to be transferred to a nearby wizarding school. Though, again, he didn't know the exact reason but he felt like Europe had given him a home that he never had felt and wouldn't trade anything for it. He wanted to live there forever... without remembering his bitter past. He knew his siblings would just be fine back at the Philippines. He knew it. With a happy heart he sped towards his knew home.

Although his life was full of questions, doubts, rumors, hopes and dreams. He still believes...What had started so bitter would end just so sweet. Yes, that was his life. Bittersweet.

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Personality: Blaise is too caring. He didn't like others thinking of him for the better he wanted others to think of themselves more. He's quite serious at his demeanor and mostly like balancing things out. He was a little dark and secretive. Apparently, the effects of poverty and war back when he was a child had gotten him into that state. He seldom trust anyone. He didn't like being left alone. Being with a stranger can make him feel more safe than being with thin air. His kind of numb at other people's feelings and wouldn't give a damn about it. Though ironically he always would try to make it up for a person he thinks he'd ignored. He didn't like crowds but likes to be around with a large group of friends. In short, he was ironical.

Appearance: His hair was blonde no question about it. And his hair made him a lot of a head turner back in his hometown where blondes are regarded as the rich and the noble. He wasn't rich and was far off from being noble. He has a lean yet muscular body, primarily because he's been working. His eyes were dark and expressive as every Stone were. That was the only thing he had about being a Stone. There's nothing more he could describe about his appearance. He seemed like any other ordinary blonde dude.

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Blaise wasn't sure how to put it out. The biggest quidditch upset ever. If only the quaffel was too kind for the player and would just stay on his hand. If the quaffel hadn't slip out of his grip the game would probably turn things upside down... but since it didn't well... you get the picture.

He went out of the bleachers and went directly towards the exit. He was tired of watching quidditch games with gruel some results. Yes, if only the teams would play more epically than what should be watched. The game had been more of a show off event than actual winning streak event. Blaise didn't like how everything had turned all around.

Blaise shriveled and pushed his nose under his scarf. It wasn't winter or any cold day... he just felt sick or homesick and thinking the quidditch could actually heal his psychology about things wasn't the best game plan he had since starting out in Britain.

He went across the loud corridor looking at his shoes making all the squishy sounds. Probably the winning team was just too proud about their show offs that they didn't actually care if their voices were bouncing back and forth over the place. Blaise shook his head and looked up at where he was going. At the moment, everything seemed like in a dark corridor but as he got closer he saw a figure. A quidditch player.

"WHAT!" the figure shouted looking at his direction. "Haven't you ever seen a loser before?" he sounded too irritated and Blaise knew that it was better to shut up than to argue. "Why don't you just take a picture!"

Just then Blaise remembered the guy. It was the laughing stock of the team. The 'missed-quaffel' boy. 'No wonder he sounded to absurd' He thought about it.

"Listen, dude..."Blaise put his hand inside his pockets. "I wouldn't mind having an exclusive and fresh photo of the recent laughing stock but..." He bit his lip and went nearer to him. "I respect every athlete there is..."

He let his right hand out of his pockets, puts it on his shoulder and gave him a slight tap. He knew he was just irritated with the failure. Blaise had know it all when it comes with failure. It had been his expertise in life.

"Want to kill some time?" he asked looking positively at him. "Take that stress off you?"

He knew it wasn't that easy though he felt like as everyone was against him... this person needed someone to have it on his side. Blaise knew it. The name Blaise might have meant enemy or stammer. Two ironic words. though what he liked was the "Amancio", his loving part.

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