Post by sirius black on Feb 12, 2009 15:49:07 GMT -5
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||still you've got no clue [/font]
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Play By:Jason Behr
Appearance: Sirius is every girls dream. Well, he likes to think so anyway. All ego aside, he is not ugly. Actually, there are quite a few girls who would agree that he’s a hunk. And the two hours it takes him to get ready for anything just proves he is willing to fight to keep the title.
Sirius’ body is pretty well built. He works out whenever he gets the chance (the room of requirement is turned into a weight room quite often.) Sirius’ height is an even 6 feet, making him taller than most of his friends. His weight moves between 150 and 160 pounds, depending on how much pudding he can get his hands on. He likes to show off his body with tight jeans, and tight shirts. When he’s in his uniform he usually ends up taking off not only the cloak, but also the sweater when he can get away with it. When he’s not in class he is not against walking around with no shirt on, though he usually does get yelled at for that one.
If asked, most people would agree that the first thing they notice about Sirius are his eyes. They are a deep, clear gray color. Unlike some people you can’t really tell what he is thinking just by looking in his eyes, it’s usually his mouth that gives him away. For some reason he’s never been able to fake a smile, or keep a straight face when he was happy. Even when he is being yelled at by a teacher, he at least smirks. Sirius usually lets his facial hair grow out a little. Not into an actual beard or mustache, just enough to give him the scruffy look that a lot of girls seem to like.
His hair is black. He has a tendency to forget to cut it regularly, so it’s always in his eyes. It’s not early as messy as James’ hair normally is, but there are days it gets close. Sirius actually spends a lot of time on his hair. Not that he would let any girls know that…
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||off all the things that I can do[/font]
||history may repeat itself [/font]
||at least I've got skills[/font]
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Name/Alias: Lynda
Age: 14
RP Experience: 4+ years
How Did You Found Us: Looking for Thread
How Much Time Do You Plan To Spend Here Per Week: At the very least every other day, but most likely more than that.
Other Characters:None
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Character's Full Name: Sirius Orion Black
Nicknames: Siri, Black, and Padfoot. Someone once called him Sirikins, but then they ended up in the lake…
Age: 16 (I think since his birthday hasn’t come around yet)
Year: 7th
Canon or Original: Canon
House: Gryffindor
Birthday: April 1st, 1960
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Blood Status: Pure
||still you've got no clue [/font]
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Play By:Jason Behr
Appearance: Sirius is every girls dream. Well, he likes to think so anyway. All ego aside, he is not ugly. Actually, there are quite a few girls who would agree that he’s a hunk. And the two hours it takes him to get ready for anything just proves he is willing to fight to keep the title.
Sirius’ body is pretty well built. He works out whenever he gets the chance (the room of requirement is turned into a weight room quite often.) Sirius’ height is an even 6 feet, making him taller than most of his friends. His weight moves between 150 and 160 pounds, depending on how much pudding he can get his hands on. He likes to show off his body with tight jeans, and tight shirts. When he’s in his uniform he usually ends up taking off not only the cloak, but also the sweater when he can get away with it. When he’s not in class he is not against walking around with no shirt on, though he usually does get yelled at for that one.
If asked, most people would agree that the first thing they notice about Sirius are his eyes. They are a deep, clear gray color. Unlike some people you can’t really tell what he is thinking just by looking in his eyes, it’s usually his mouth that gives him away. For some reason he’s never been able to fake a smile, or keep a straight face when he was happy. Even when he is being yelled at by a teacher, he at least smirks. Sirius usually lets his facial hair grow out a little. Not into an actual beard or mustache, just enough to give him the scruffy look that a lot of girls seem to like.
His hair is black. He has a tendency to forget to cut it regularly, so it’s always in his eyes. It’s not early as messy as James’ hair normally is, but there are days it gets close. Sirius actually spends a lot of time on his hair. Not that he would let any girls know that…
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Likes:
- Girls
- Pudding
- Pulling pranks
- His reflection
- Music
- Parties
- Being a dog
- The other Marauders
- Dueling
- Peanut Butter
- Getting away with stuff
- Flirting
- Girls & pudding
Dislike:
- Severus Snape
- Detention
- Getting caught
- Bad hair days
- Being told no by a girl (like that would ever happen)
- Getting lost in the castle (he relies on the map far too much)
- Swiss cheese
- Authority
- His family
- History of Magic
- Fish
- When he runs out of pudding
Strengths:
- His looks
- Confidant
- Able to talk himself out of almost anything
- His strength
- His loyalty
Weaknesses:
- Pretty girls
- Pudding
- He has a lot of *ahem* blond moments. (No offense to any blonds)
- When he sees the chance to hex someone he just can’t help himself
- Easy to anger
- He gets lost very easily, even in the castle
- You can always tell what he’s thinking from his mouth
Boggart: His mother
Patronus: A large dog (but whch inspired which?)
Personality: When his parents named him Sirius it just proved that they had some sort of sense of humor. Nothing has ever been further from the truth. He is rarely seen without a smile on his face, and rarely seen out of trouble. Just like James he is a major prankster. He is constantly pulling pranks on and making jokes of his fellow classmates and many of his teachers. Sometimes, well, a lot of times, Sirius can go a little too far. He never really shows remorse for things he’s done, just because he doesn’t want to ruin the bad boy image he worked so hard on. Still, the rare times he does feel guilt, he ends up making up for it somehow. Almost always anonymously.
Sirius is not some kind of idiot, but he’s not quite a genius either. James has always been a little bit smarter than him (that’s ok, Sirius is taller) and Remus has always been way smarter than him. The smarts he does have always seem to be concentrated on pranks and missing homework excuses. It’s also focused on new ways to rebel against his family. He absolutely hates and has almost nothing to do with his parents or siblings. Their pure blood ideals drive him insane.
Sirius is and will always be quite the ladies man. Charming to the point of almost inhuman proportions he could make nearly any girl he wished melt into a puddle with nothing but a smile and a few soft words. Which is not his ego, but rather the words of girls he has dated. Rumor has it that he even managed to charm a smile and a hint of a blush out of Professor McGonagall. However, neither of them will comment on this. Ever.
One of Sirius’ most intense traits is his loyalty. He is loyal to those he cares about, which basically means his friends and a few select girls, and has no loyalty to those he doesn’t like. He’s always there for people, and would rather die than betray a friend.
Sirius has many flaws, like most people, but his biggest one is his confidence in the romantic areas of his life. He's become a bit of a player because of it. He hasn't met a girl yet that has snapped him out of it. Most, if not all, of the girls he dates know about the worst of his bad habits, but choose to ignore it. He is a babe after all.
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Father:Orion Black
Mother:Walburga Black
Siblings:Regulus Arcturus Black
Other Family:He counts the marauders as family, even though technically they aren’t.
History: Sirius was born on May 19th, 1960 to pure blood parents. As a child he accepted what they believed as his own beliefs. Pure blood is good, muggle born bad, etcetera, etcetera. But about a year before he left for Hogwarts, Sirius began to question why he felt that way. He realized that you couldn’t really tell the difference between the two unless you actually talked about it. He kept these feelings hidden from his family, however. There was no telling what they might do when they found out how he felt. Besides, as far as he knew, he was the only one in the wizarding world to think this, because everyone else he had ever met felt the same as his parents.
When he arrived at Hogwarts, Sirius realized for the first time that he was not alone in the way he felt. Actually , he met more people who felt the same way than people who agreed with his parents. He met James on the train ride to Hogwarts. They became good friends, as we all know, and enjoyed hexing Snape for the remainder of their lives. Sirius also met Remus and Peter during his first year. He discovered that James, Remus, and Peter thought along the same lines as he did, breaking rules= happiness. Well, Remus didn’t always agree, but he was weird. During his first year Sirius was sorted into Gryffindor. This pissed his parents off, but Sirius was pretty happy about it. He had actually been hoping to get into Gryffindor, not Slytherin.
When Sirius discovered that Remus was not only weird, but also a werewolf, he did not feel any different towards him. His parents had tried to teach him that the only people he should be friends with were pure blood wizards in Slytherin, but that didn’t stop him from ignoring countless laws and rules and becoming an animagi with James and Peter. He became a dog, not only because a big dog could keep a werewolf in check, but also because he thinks dogs are cool.
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RP Sample:(I was going to write an in character one, then I got lazy and decided to use one from another site. Let me know if you want one in character. This is my average starting word cout, replying is about the same.)
Michelle ran her hand along the cold, metal wall of the hallway. They had left Earth behind them a long time ago and for the first time since sneaking onto the ship she felt safe. What were they going to do with her now? Throw her into space? Besides, if she was careful enough they’d never even know she was on board. At least, that was her plan: sneak on, stay hidden, sneak off. Of course, she didn’t know what she was going to once she snuck off the ship, but she tried not to worry about the details too much, it just slowed her down.
Michelle stopped a few feet from the connecting hallway, turning back and continuing her ceaseless pacing. She hoped the trip wasn’t too long; eventually she would become bored with walking back and forth in the same spot for hours on end. She was walking a space of only five feet across. It took 3 small steps to get from one side to the other. She felt contained.
Michelle turned, completing another full circle. She would have loved to explore more of the ship. She had seen bits and pieces of the ship’s plans on paper and was curious as to how it had turned out. She had always wanted to fly on a ship, and now that she finally got the chance she couldn’t even get to a window for fear of being caught. Sure, she told herself that she wasn’t scared, that there wasn’t anything they could do to her, but she knew there was still much that could happen. Even if that only meant being locked up somewhere. She valued her freedom far too much for that.
Who knew, maybe they weren’t even far enough away that the crew wouldn’t turn back and take her to prison on Earth. After all, sneaking onto an expensive ship like this one must be in violation of some law. And if not it should be.
Michelle turned again, spinning on her heel. The long pants she wore caught under her foot, sending her to the floor. She cursed softly at her clumsiness but stayed on the floor for a few moments. She leaned against the wall behind her and pulled her knees up to her chest. She wrapped her arms around them, resting her chin on her knee. The position made her feel like a child again. Michelle giggled at the thought, clamping a hand over her mouth to stifle the sound. Once she had calmed down she couldn’t help but wonder how much longer she had before she lost her sanity. Now she was only laughing at childhood memories, but if she didn’t talk to a fellow human soon she might start talking to herself. And it would just go downhill from there.
