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Archived Applications / Sai Gupta
« on: 31/03/2020 at 23:06 »
Application for Hogwarts School
→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name: Sai (pronounced Sah-ee) Gupta
Birthday: May 23, 1948
Hometown: London
Bloodline: Halfblood
Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration
Magical Weakness (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning
Year (pick two): First, or Second
Biography:
Targets acquired.
From behind a tall bush, a pair of bright eyes gleamed as they spotted the two girls walking down the road, arms clasped together, completely wrapped up in their own conversation. Just another twenty feet, and they would be within range. Small hands held securely to the rounded weapons, their destructive power encased only by a thin layer of rubber.
Ten feet.
He struggled to hold in his laughs, knowing that they might hear him. Or at least see the bush shaking. But they were too busy talking about whatever ladaka they currently were crushing on from school.
Five feet.
As soon as the girls passed him, the younger boy stepped out from his hiding spot, a wide grin on his face as he pulled back both arms, ready to launch his attack.
A short yip was the only warning as he let the balloons fly, watching as they successful exploded at the feet of his targets, splashing water over their feet and stockings.
“Sai-basksh Gupta, you’re dead!”
The shrill yell from his sister was all he needed to take off running, laughing out loud as he watched them try to chase him down. But he was quicker, always had been, and he knew that he would reach the safety of their home before she could lay one hand on him.
Hands found the handle of the front door, nearly tumbling inside as he opened it and crossed the threshold, before throwing his back against it in an attempt to keep his sister from reaching him. He laughed again as her fists pounded on the door. “Sorry, no one’s home!”
Sai’s laughter only lasted half a second more, before he finally noticed the shadow on the floor. The boy looked up, face immediately growing somber as he met the tall gaze of his father. He straightened up, moving out of the way as his sister finally pushed through the door. She noticed their father much quicker than Sai had, her eyes dropping to the floor, hands finding their way to her sides, instead of around the collar of her brother’s shirt.
“Apologies, appa.”
The apologies were low and in unison, neither child daring to meet the stern eyes of the man who said nothing, but only stood there, watching. He never had to say much, his looks gave a thousand lectures, and easily conveyed his disappointment that his children would act in such a manner inside of the home.
Both children gave a short bow and another apology, and then retreated upstairs to their room. Before he closed the door, Sai still took a quick moment to turn and stick his tongue out at Aadhira, who only laughed lightly before doing the same.
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There was a certain code of living in the Gupta household, and Sai knew it well. It had been ingrained in him since the day he was born. Everyone in their home had a role to play, everyone in their family had a place, and the only acceptable behavior was to stay in that place and accept their role. Everything was for the good of the family, for the reputation of the family. It had always been that way.
Even in London, far from his family’s original home in India, the family roles and expectations stayed in place. For the most part, Sai didn’t really have a problem with it. He was young, and he learned quickly that when he was in his father’s presence, he was to be the model son. Always attentive, always listening, never contradicting anything that was told of him. The young boy didn’t know any different life.
His sister Aadhira, six years older than him, would tell him of how life used to be different, the rare memories that she retained as a very young child, before his father moved their family to London so that he could help his fellow magicians during the second World War. Their father was a happier man back then, taking moments to play with her whenever he was home, still upholding family traditions, but without the stern gazes that were all too common on his face now. And then they moved, and life changed, and something happened that turned their appa into the man Sai had always known.
It wasn’t a cruel household that he was raised in. There were still plenty of family gatherings (although with less family, since most of them were half a world away), there was still plenty of love that was shared between them all. But there was always a code to follow, appearances to keep up. And as the world around them changed, Sai’s father adopted a lifestyle that was clearly defined by the battles he saw in war, and the things he encountered even now, as an auror for the Ministry of Magic.
Whenever he wasn’t inside the home though, when he was away from the expectations of his father, Sai really enjoyed being himself. Even when his sister went off to Hogwarts, and he was stuck attending school in the city, Sai would find adventure, enjoy life on his terms. He was the perfect student in class, because his parents were consistently checking on his progress with his teachers. But recess was his time, and the time it took him to travel to and from school was when Sai lived.
He never did anything to get into real trouble. Most of it was just innocent playing, energy exuded on a daily basis by young boys. On a rare occasion, Sai might accidentally find himself in a real pickle, but he always managed to find his way out. Just in time to run home, clean up, and go back to being the perfectly behaved son that his family wanted him to be.
It always came back to his family expectations; Sai knew that well. It was just the way his life was, for now, at least.
→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request: Sort me!
Personality:
Tell us a bit about your character’s personality (likes, dislikes, fears, etc.) What are they like on a good day versus a bad one? Is your character particularly cheerful? Do they hate sunlight?
Sai’s personality is all in the eye of the beholder. To his sister, he’s an annoying little brother, but one that she still loves very much. To his father, he needs discipline and self-control. To his mother, he’s a bit rambunctious, but just needs a little guiding to keep on the right path. To anyone else who might encounter him, he’s the kid who talks too much, can’t sit still, and is always up for an adventure.
Sai very much wants to please his family, and knows the importance of the Indian customs that they follow. But there’s so much more to life than pleasing his family and keeping honor to their name. Life should be about exploring, and adventure, and having fun while you’re still young enough to have it.
Not to say that he’s a slacker. Sai keeps up with his studies, and likes learning new information. He always does his classwork and earns good marks on his lessons. He just doesn’t view life the same way that his father wants him to: that it is his only duty to do well in school, follow directions, and always be pursuing goals that will only serve to make his family proud.
There’s too much fun to be had to worry about that right now.
Appearance:
Briefly describe your character's appearance (hair color, build, stature, etc.) What effect does it have on their personality? For example, does the shy Ravenclaw girl secretly dye her hair black because she hates her natural blonde? Does the curly-haired Gryffindor use charms to hide his freckles?
At just 4’6”, Sai was not peering above any heads. He was just average, and had no problem with that. He was sure that eventually he would shoot up to a good height. Everyone in his family was taller, so logic said he would be the same. For now, he enjoyed his smaller stature, because it allowed him to slip in and out of places more easily. The rest of his physical features were pretty average as well. Brown hair, brown eyes, caramel skin, all typical for his Indian ancestry. None of this ever bothered Sai, even in social situations where his skin tone made him clearly stand out. His parents had taught him to be proud of his ancestry, and he wasn’t going to let any side comments that he might hear from strangers bother him.
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's.
Option I:
The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.
A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.
The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.
Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.
Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.
If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.
Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.
"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"
The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.
Spiders loved dungeons. Dark, damp spots where they were free to live and grow without fear of people running them out of their little homes. Which meant it was the perfect spot for Sai to go spider hunting.
Not for any nefarious reason, of course. He wasn’t going to kill them or anything like that. No, Sai simply wanted to have a nice little collection that he could deliver to his sister. On her plate. While she was eating dinner.
Personally, he thought it was going to be hilarious. Besides, he totally owed her for the fact that she had purposefully ignored him the previous week in the Dining Hall, and did even acknowledge his presence when she was with her friends. Sure, Sai knew he could be annoying at times, but he didn’t expect the complete cold shoulder from her while they were at school.
Being in the dungeons never scared him. Sure, there were all sorts of stories about what was supposed to be there, haunting unsuspecting students. But that was all part of the fun, never knowing what might be waiting around the corner.
Sai had just put a lid on the container he had managed to fill with nine spiders, when he thought he heard a voice. Was there really a ghost down there? That would be pretty cool to see. Slowly, he took steps in the direction of the sound, not wanting to scare off whatever it might be.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"
No ghost, shucks. From the sounds of it, it was probably just some other first year, no doubt following up on the theories of one of the apparitions that was said to be in the dungeons. The slight waver in her voice was enough to tell Sai that she probably didn’t want to be down there at all. As much as Sai wanted to help ease her mind and let her know that it was him, the desire to play around with this girl was stronger.
So, he could hardly help himself as he backed up against the wall, hoping to lessen the chance of the girl seeing him, as he used his best girly ghost voice to call out in her direction
“Whooooooooo’s theeeeeere? Will you plaaaaaaaaay with meeeeee?”
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