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« on: 07/08/2022 at 23:38 »
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Application for Hogwarts School




→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Finn McLaughlin

Birthday: 8 November, 1950

Hometown: Helensburgh, Scotland

Bloodline:Half-blood

Magical Strength (pick one): Conjuring & Summoning

Magical Weakness (pick one):Divination

Year (pick two):5/6

Biography:
Born and raised in the resort town of Helensburgh on the firth of Clyde, Finn was always extremely inquisitive. At age five, he was caught taking apart his parent's radio to figure out exactly how it worked. As it turns out, taking things apart is far easier than putting them back together.

Hogwarts was a boon for Finn. He made friends and excelled in his classes. WAY more importantly, he was able to get into the library. Books on everything from herbology in Tibet to potions making in the Polynesian island chains were practically inhaled. He also became close with some muggle-borns, and with that got his hands on things they never considered interesting. (DID YOU KNOW A FAUCET HANDLE IS A BALL- VALVE?!)

His mother and father, a fairly high-ranking Centaur Liaison Officer and middle management administration functionary respectively, fostered their second sons curiosities. As he grew older, his studies turned more serious. Caught twice for sneaking into the restricted section, he read about plants that had been deemed too dangerous to import, spells too horrifying to cast, and potions that could do... Anything. Fortunately, Finns extracurricular education is more based in an academic understanding than the practical application for sinister reasons.

Prior to this year, Finn had a bit of a heart to heart with his older brother. Sitting by the water across from Lidos (best fish and chips in all of the British Isles) the elder McLaughlin encouraged Finn to branch out. Maybe join a club or make some more friends.

As his final years of Hogwarts come to a close, Finn is excited to learn more, make more friends, and make his final years memorable.

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

House Request: Ravenclaw

Personality:
Finn is best described as a bit of an adventurer. Unencumbered by silly things like "rules", Finn has no issue getting into a bit of trouble, having served detention at least once a month since he arrived at Hogwarts (although in all fairness, some of them werent his fault). Boisterous, Finn is equally likely to attempt to fly his broom into a storm to see what lightning looks like up close as he is to dive the black lake to look at the giant squid.

Appearance:
On the taller side, with broad shoulders and light brown hair, Finn has blue eyes and is fairly tan for a native of Scotland.

→ 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 2:

That rat of his was in for it now.

The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.

Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.

Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.

Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.

The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.

As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.

"You blasted rat! Where are you?"

He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.

Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.

Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."

Roleplay Response:
Finn responded to the admonishment with a laugh. Stepping into full view, the young man discretely slipped two flowers under his robes. They were lilies. Genuine, muggle lilies, and he had every intention on studying if over two thousand years of magical research had overlooked them. But, technically speaking, this was also theft. And there was a witness.

But, years of causing mischief had taught the Ravenclaw how to get out of trouble. Admit nothing, deny everything, make counter accusations.

"A bit hard not to stare, mate, when you're running around shouting and causing a fuss." His voice was reasonable, not rude, but certainly having a point. "In any case, it's also funny someone who is clearly allergic to flowers is sprinting around a flower field, isn't it? Especially when you could've summoned your poor rat to begin with. Unless he's running away for a reason... You aren't trying to kill the poor thing, are you?"

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