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Archived Applications / Kyrian Christensen - Application
« on: 27/04/2012 at 18:28 »

THE BASICS
Name: Kyrian Christensen.

Former Character's Name (if you had one): Vaughn Hawke


CHARACTER DETAILS
House Request:
*** Kyr is very inquisitive and adventurous, if he cant find fun, mischief and adventure he will research it in books, read stories or look for new ideas in a book. HE thinks books are a wonderful source of fun and information, and anything taught in a book can be turned into fun and mischief. He is very intelectual about his pranks, and love books as much as a good prank.


Year: 
Type in your two year choices here.
*** firstie if possible, if not second.


Bloodline:
Pureblood


Magical Strength (pick one):
Transfiguration


Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination


Biography:
Kyrian was the regular kid troubled children looked up with envy. There was no trauma in his life, no horrror, no drama or stryfe. He was a regular kid, with a regular childhood. A Regular wizarding childhood. He grew up in a village close to lancaster, played with wizarding toys and ran pretty much wildly around the property that was his family home. In it he was free to be magical, explore the world - as he saw his backyard - and just plain have fun. His parents were ordinary wizarding folks, his father a healer at St. Mungo's but working mostly in the area around his village, giving support to the wizarding families nearby, his mom a stay at home wizarding mom, good at cooking amazing meals, making their money last more than anyone would think possible and raising their three children.

Kyrian was the big brother, the one that got to do all the crazy stuff, only to have his siblings - a boy (Julian) and a girl (Tabitha ) - be forbidden to do whatever mischief he had gotten into. His parents learned with Kyrian, frowned upon with Julian and forbade Tabitha. He loved that he was the one that was allowed to test the water, though his brother and sister envied him for it. He was also the first one that got the so desired and expected letter to Hogwarts; a much celebrated event in the Christensen household.

Kyrian was curious, very inquisitive actually, Kyrian is the cat that one day will be killed by his curiosity, he loves adventures, games and reading, anything that is adventurous, if he cant be having it, then he has to be reading about it. Kyrian is tall for his age, and looks older than his 11 years old, he had blond hair and bright blue eyes, has a very mischievious smile and tried (though most of the time he fails) to charm his way out of each and every mischief and prank he gets himself in to.



ADDITIONAL INFORMATION
Please include these sections if they are not addressed in your biography.

Personality:Curious to a fault, his only fear is not being able to protect his little sister and brother. He feels responsible for them. He is mischievios and inquisitive, and loves a good adventure.


Appearance:Kyrian is tall for his age, and looks older than his 11 years old, he had blond hair and bright blue eyes, has a very mischievious smile and tried (though most of the time he fails) to charm his way out of each and every mischief and prank he gets himself in to.


SAMPLE ROLEPLAY
You come across one of these three posts on the site. Please reply to one only as your character would.
*** Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not James' or Astrid's.


Option I:

Blimey, the Great Hall was packed. It seemed like everywhere a guy looked there was some clown waving around a House banner or yelling about the game.

'Can you believe it?' 'No way!' 'This must be the biggest upset in Hogwarts Quidditch history...'

Stupid Quidditch.

James flopped into an empty seat at the end of the table, shoved an empty plate out of the way, and let his head sink onto his crossed arms, squishing his freckled nose down flat against the tabletop. He wasn't sure why he'd even bothered to come here, since he definitely wasn't hungry. He'd probably never eat again, in fact. He didn'tdeserve to eat. He hadn't stopped in the locker room to change out of his muddy, sweaty uniform after the game either, because he was pretty sure he probably didn't deserve to be clean too; and anyway he couldn't stand to see the looks on his team mates' faces after he blew their chance at winning one of the biggest games they had ever played.

Just one lousy shot. That's all it would have taken. If he could have just got that one stupid foul shot to go through that one stupid hoop, they could have won and he wouldn't have been the biggest blockhead in the entire school.

As if to prove the point, half the people at the next table suddenly broke into a loud victory chant. James pressed his face further into his arms to hide the bright red blotches he could feel creeping up his cheeks. That was it. He was just going to have to run away and move to Nova Scotia. He'd just cost the three-year-in-a-row Champions the Quidditch Cup! How do you ever live that one down for crying out loud? He was only a second year and he was going to spend the rest of his life as 'that dumb cry-baby kid who dropped the Quaffle!'

It felt like every set of eyes in the room was boring into him, and James couldn't stand it anymore. He jerked himself back up from the table and stomped right back out of the Hall the same way he had come in. As he stormed into the quieter hallway outside, he could hear footsteps somewhere behind him. James rounded on the sound and began to shout, his brown eyes shining with tears. "WHAT! Haven't you ever seen a loser before? Why don't you just take a picture!"

Sample Roleplay Response:
So they had lost, all because James fumbled the quaffle... how could he? handt the team been practicing and practicing forever? hadnt they been working so hard towards this victory? How could everything hinge on that one little action? Kyr was angry. not at James though he did feel a wave of animosity towards the boy, anyone could fumble, it was just innoportune that it had happened at the worse possible moment. He was angry at the fates... why did they like to mess with them like that? had they gotten too cocky? had they gotten too sure of themselves? the team hadnt though they had been feeling pretty confident, they had worked hard, and prepared.

Sighing he walked towards the Great Hall, knowing the entire house would have to live through the hell of having their loss rubbed into their faces for the rest of the term. At least it wouldnt be long right? only a few more weeks and they would all be going home for the summer. Gritting his teeth he took a deep breath and was about to walk in when he almost walked into James fumble fingers himself. James snapped at him, which made Kyrian take a step back.

"not this up close, I havent, but dont worry, I wont be taking pictures, not really something I want to remember." he snapped, not in the mood to be nice, he had been so excited about this. Then he noticed the frustration that was visible in every line of his face. "Hey, Look, it happens ok, they will get over it." he said, frowning in worry. "how about we go eat somewhere else" he asked softly making a face at the celebrating table. "One of the older kids showed me how to get into the kitchen, the elves are really nice and it will be nice and quiet... other than the offers of food and drink and help that is... eager lot those elves."


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