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CHARACTER INFORMATIONCharacter Name: Lorenzo Tommaso Romano
Gender: Male
Age: Fourteen - 20 September 1952Bloodline: Muggleborn
Parents/Guardians: Aunt Marigold // maternal aunt - npc
Residence:Blackpool, England
Do you plan to have a connection to a particular existing place (for example: the daycare)?No.
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:Bailey McCormick, etc.
Biography: (100 words minimum.)Lorenzo Tommaso Romano was born to muggle parents in the fall of 1952.
Unfortunately for the couple’s fourth and final boy, he would not know his parents. Marilyn and Francesco were both killed in a tragic car accident on their way home from the hospital. Their mother was nearly killed during the last home birth and so the family decided to go to a hospital. (Later in life, Enzo chalked it to fate and destiny, that it was her time to go.)
Valentino, Leonardo, Gabriele, and Lorenzo were all born a year apart from each other. Oddly enough, all four boys were blessed with magical abilities. It was hard for them to understand, without the guidance of their parents, but their mother’s sister did what she could. Marigold Conwell was barely an adult when the boys were thrust upon her but the woman did as much as she could in terms of money and patience. She loved them as brothers, despite the actual relation.
Once the boys started shipping off to Hogwarts each year, the house felt more and more empty so she began to date, hunting for single wizards whenever they did the back to school shopping. It was gross to watch but it meant that Enzo could wander off on his own.
He enjoyed Hogwarts - mainly the girls. Had a couple mates, but kept his circle small. Didn’t want to be popular or fit in, so to speak. He just wanted to have a good time and get through the school year so summer could come around again.
Roleplay:Reply as your character to the following:Godric Park.
Overhead, the sky was a crisp blue, for once clear of the ever-pervasive spongy clouds and rain. The sun was a lemony-yellow presence, high in the Eastern sky, and in front of it zipped three broomsticks in a straight line, or something very like one. One... two..... three... the boys passed, their shouts of excitement echoing as they chased the snitch, a tiny shimmer reflecting the sunlight.
Far below was another, much smaller broomstick.
It trugged along the ground, hugging close to it like a sluggish choo choo train and occasionally shuttering in protest. This was because said stick was currently being occupied by a very small girl who was tugging upward on the front of it with all her might, trying to coax it into doing what it had been expressly designed NOT to do.
"John, I said
wait up!" The tiny girl squealed, giving the broomstick another tug.
Begrudgingly, it drifted upward a foot, and then sank, depositing the troublesome girl safely on the ground. Janey Hurst was not pleased. In a huff, she hopped off the toy safety broom, grabbing it firmly and thrusting it handle first into the turf.
Her brother was such a beast. He NEVER let her play! She folded her arms, seething blue eyes fixing on another figure nearby. "You!" She barked, much more sharply than she meant to.
"...Do you want to play?"
Roleplay Response:Another day alone in the park while his aunt smooched all over another wizard, trying to find a place in a world where she so obviously did not belong. However, that did mean there was no supervision to be had.
And Enzo was not going to complain about that bit.
The boy laid in the grass, book in hand, eyes stuck to the page. The sun was a nice change and it felt good against exposed skin. It warmed him as he took in each word, fantasies swirling around in the clouds. A pleasant smile settled in, something fairly unsure for the budding teenager.
But that quickly changed with fits of yelling echoed and a sharp tongued girl could be heard. Lifting his head slightly, he thought for a moment that she was talking to him but just to be sure, he turned slightly to see if anyone was behind him.
“Me?” he asked with a grimace.
OTHERHow did you find us?
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