Niels Jurgensson- Adult

[Niels Jurgensson]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Niels Jurgensson
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Blood Status: Pure

Education:
Durmstrang

Residence:
Legal residence in Oslo, believed to be living somewhere in London

Occupation
Former Magical Researcher for Norwegian Ministry of Magic

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

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Exceptional Levels special request form here.

• Charms: 12
• Divination: 6
• Transfiguration: 7
• Summoning: 7

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:
Jack Greenberg, Finn McLaughlin, Danny O’Mally, Raffaelle Caruso

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Born in the cold mountains near Tromso, Niels had a quiet childhood. Born to an ancient pureblood family with moderate wealth, Niels was raised from early on to inherit their prejudices. Prejudice against muggles, against muggle borns. Against anyone who went against the norm. Durmstrang was easy for him. He fit into a crowd of like minded boys who all went on to make grand amounts of money, and excelled at Durmstrangs curriculum. Friends say he had a girl he loved very much, but never expand on that comment.

Upon leaving school, he became the equivalent of an Unspeakable at the Department of Mysteries. His records show he was well regarded, his name appearing on several secret breakthroughs in research. His evaluations were top notch, and there was talk about him inheriting the kingdom that was the department one day. But there was a problem. His records also showed he could be volatile, prone to anger, and obsessive over his work.

There were more breakthroughs, more glowing evaluations. His issues were chalked up to the intensity of a perfectionist. His views on muggle borns were inline with many other purebloods, and were overlooked by everyone. He was transferred to study Love. And after a few months, he was put in charge of the Death Team, studying an unknown part of death.

Its unclear what transpired. Officially, there was a loud bang, and upon investigation, the Death Team was found unconscious, with the exception of Niels, who was concussed and dazed. The team recovered, but were never truly the same. They were distant, as if part of them had been taken. Sure, they still had their souls, but there was something different... They had been wounded by death itself, and the program was shuttered. 

Three weeks later, Niels resigned and left the country.

He turned up in London a few months later, seeking to continue his research, and applying to various jobs with the resources to do so.

Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:

Niels looked at the man with a smile that did not extend to his eyes. The man looked beneath him, the type of man who couldn’t get a proper job in academics or something useful, so he worked for a small shop. A small shop for a small man. Probably a muggle born.

”It’s fine.” He said simply, helping the man to his feet. He drew his wand, and with a flourish, the box flew into the air and levitated lazily in the air for the man to take. Niels pocketed his wand, eyeing the floating box with little curiosity. He got little joy out of these things lately.

”Can you tell me why you’re wandering around with an enormous box of tinsel? Are you planning on decorating the whole nation?” He offered with the same ostensibly charming smile. ”You Britons love Christmas, don’t you?

[Dylan Duckheart]

Hi Niels!

Your application looks great! I can't wait to see him around the site.

There is just one small thing you need to edit before we can accept you.

If your roleplay response was part of a real thread, there were a few instances of powerplay. You say that Niels helped the man up. However, it is up to the other player to decide if their character accepts the offer. Also, the tinsel that he levitated are the other character's possession, so you'd need to leave it up to them to determine if the levitation worked.

Once you're finished your edits, please reply with your entire revised application, then we can review it again.

[Niels Jurgensson]

E L S E W H E R E   A D U L T

CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Niels Jurgensson
Gender: Male
Age: 36
Blood Status: Pure

Education:
Durmstrang

Residence:
Legal residence in Oslo, believed to be living somewhere in London

Occupation
Former Magical Researcher for Norwegian Ministry of Magic

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

Requested Magic Levels:
Adult characters have 32 starting levels to distribute across these four categories (less levels can be used if you so desire, but no more than 32). The number of levels on the lowest ability must be at least half of the highest ability.

If you want levels above the usual 32 total, or a significantly uneven distribution of starting levels, please fill out and submit the Exceptional Levels special request form here.

• Charms: 12
• Divination: 6
• Transfiguration: 7
• Summoning: 7

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:
Jack Greenberg, Finn McLaughlin, Danny O’Mally, Raffaelle Caruso

Biography: (300 words minimum.)
Born in the cold mountains near Tromso, Niels had a quiet childhood. Born to an ancient pureblood family with moderate wealth, Niels was raised from early on to inherit their prejudices. Prejudice against muggles, against muggle borns. Against anyone who went against the norm. Durmstrang was easy for him. He fit into a crowd of like minded boys who all went on to make grand amounts of money, and excelled at Durmstrangs curriculum. Friends say he had a girl he loved very much, but never expand on that comment.

Upon leaving school, he became the equivalent of an Unspeakable at the Department of Mysteries. His records show he was well regarded, his name appearing on several secret breakthroughs in research. His evaluations were top notch, and there was talk about him inheriting the kingdom that was the department one day. But there was a problem. His records also showed he could be volatile, prone to anger, and obsessive over his work.

There were more breakthroughs, more glowing evaluations. His issues were chalked up to the intensity of a perfectionist. His views on muggle borns were inline with many other purebloods, and were overlooked by everyone. He was transferred to study Love. And after a few months, he was put in charge of the Death Team, studying an unknown part of death.

Its unclear what transpired. Officially, there was a loud bang, and upon investigation, the Death Team was found unconscious, with the exception of Niels, who was concussed and dazed. The team recovered, but were never truly the same. They were distant, as if part of them had been taken. Sure, they still had their souls, but there was something different... They had been wounded by death itself, and the program was shuttered. 

Three weeks later, Niels resigned and left the country.

He turned up in London a few months later, seeking to continue his research, and applying to various jobs with the resources to do so.

Roleplay: 
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character:

Option Two -
The snow had been falling steadily all morning and it didn't look like it was going to stop any time soon. Joshua Campbell scrunched his face up in a frown as he lifted his gaze to look to the sky. Snow. It really was quite a bother.

And it certainly didn't make it better that Diagon Alley seemed to be getting more and more crowded. Joshua sighed and pointed his wand at the large box that was currently placed on the doorstep of his shop. He had to get going. He had an order to deliver.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" The elderly man muttered and watched the box hover in the air for a moment. Honestly, did St. Mungo's really need that much tinsel? And with glitter of all things? He sighed again. If it hadn't been for the rather convincing stamp on the order, he would have been likely to believe it had been a prank by one of those orphaned rascals living up there.

Oh well, there was no point in waiting. Joshua deftly stirred the box down the doorstep and out onto the street, carefully levitating it above the heads of the crowd.

"Coming through! Coming through!" His voice sounded over the chatter of the crowd. "Keep out! Move ahead! Go on!" This was going way too slow. People were in the way and walking like they had all day! He huffed. Luckily the road was down hill.

"Coming through! Coming th--- arrrgh!" Joshua let out a loud shout as his feet suddenly slipped in the snow and sent him, the box, and several long strands of tinsel tumbling into the person who had been walking in front of him.

"For Merlin's sake!" Joshua muttered angrily as he hurried to his feet again, red and gold tinsel now decorating his black coat. "I am so sorry! This blasted snow!" He looked apologetic at the person he had crashed into.

Roleplay Response:

Niels looked at the man with a smile that did not extend to his eyes. The man looked beneath him, the type of man who couldn’t get a proper job in academics or something useful, so he worked for a small shop. A small shop for a small man. Probably a muggle born.

”It’s fine.” He said simply, offering a hand intent on helping the man to his feet. He drew his wand, and with a flourish, attempted to have the box fly into the air and levitate lazily for the man to take. Niels pocketed his wand.

”Can you tell me why you’re wandering around with an enormous box of tinsel? Are you planning on decorating the whole nation?” He offered with the same ostensibly charming smile. ”You Britons love Christmas, don’t you?

[Dylan Duckheart]

Accepted!