Post by alric on Sept 18, 2008 23:18:00 GMT -5
Name: Alric Frederik Falke
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Apearance:
See here, Alric isn't the most muscular-looking brute out there. In fact, he has a small frame. Don't get me wrong, he isn't one of those guys who have absolutely no muscle at all - oh no, he does have muscles. Now, the upside of having such a small frame is the height he inhereits. Mmhm, Alric is one of those tall skinny guys. He isn't THAT tall, but he fits under the tall category. As it says in his History, Alric Frederik Falke has black hair and deep chocolate eyes. However, what it fails to explain is how he had put pale blonde streaks in it. Not much, about four of them through his hair. His hair is shoulder-length, which enables him to do alot with it. He often straightens it to make it easier to manage. Alric also has two piercings - one on his right eyebrow, and another one on his tongue. He also has a tattoo which is a star located on the right side of his lower waist, hidden under his pants line. He often wears women's jeans, with a small t-shirt with a band logo on it such as Slipknot. He wears no other shoes except the Vans brand. There is no exception to this. Make-up such as a dark eye-liner and possibly base can usually be found upon his face.
Pets: Owl
Pets Name: Fluffmello
Pets discription and personality:
Fluffmello is a graceful snowwy owl. She has beautiful white feathers, with big black eyes that seem bottomless. She's a friendly bird and rather loyal to whom she can trust.
Personality:
Alric Frederik Falke. What a unique and and outgoing boy indeed. Energetic and serenly nice to everyone he meets. Oh yes, Al turned out quite fine compared to how he was treated. He gives everyone a second chance, no matter what they had done in the first place. He's not one to judge quickly, and would rather get to know you before doing so. Stubborn? Oh boy is he stubborn! Once his mind is set, good ol' Al will barely take his mind to any other course. Sarcasm was one of his nastier sides. He can sometimes be harsh while his sarcastic bi-polarness kicks in. Another dark side of him can be when he speaks his mind, which he does very often. Once again, it can be a bit rude but hey - at least he's being honest? Ha ha, all the good times we've had. Here's a little hint to Alric Falke's favorite hobby - it includes loud music, butterbeer, and sometimes girls. Oh yeah, Alric here is a heavy partier. Sometimes only the weekends, sometimes every night of the week! It really just depends on his mood.
Blood: Pure
History:
-- Born of Rosie Falke and Alric Falke (senior), both of whom were former Death Eaters, on September 12 along with his twin brother.
-- Grew up in a pure wizard community.
-- When of age (11), Alric was sent off to Hogwarts just as his parents had been.
-- A year later, he was given his first pet - Fluffmello - for his birthday present.
-- When fourteen years of age, Alric pierced his own eyebrow and tongue.
-- About a year and a half later, he established the only tattoo he has.
-- He passed his O.W.L's with flying colors, and hopes to do the same with his N.E.W.T's.
-- Alric plans on staying at Hogwarts to teach, rather than follow in his parents footsteps.
Anamagi: Wolf
Role Play Example:
House: Slytherin
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Apearance:
See here, Alric isn't the most muscular-looking brute out there. In fact, he has a small frame. Don't get me wrong, he isn't one of those guys who have absolutely no muscle at all - oh no, he does have muscles. Now, the upside of having such a small frame is the height he inhereits. Mmhm, Alric is one of those tall skinny guys. He isn't THAT tall, but he fits under the tall category. As it says in his History, Alric Frederik Falke has black hair and deep chocolate eyes. However, what it fails to explain is how he had put pale blonde streaks in it. Not much, about four of them through his hair. His hair is shoulder-length, which enables him to do alot with it. He often straightens it to make it easier to manage. Alric also has two piercings - one on his right eyebrow, and another one on his tongue. He also has a tattoo which is a star located on the right side of his lower waist, hidden under his pants line. He often wears women's jeans, with a small t-shirt with a band logo on it such as Slipknot. He wears no other shoes except the Vans brand. There is no exception to this. Make-up such as a dark eye-liner and possibly base can usually be found upon his face.
Pets: Owl
Pets Name: Fluffmello
Pets discription and personality:
Fluffmello is a graceful snowwy owl. She has beautiful white feathers, with big black eyes that seem bottomless. She's a friendly bird and rather loyal to whom she can trust.
Personality:
Alric Frederik Falke. What a unique and and outgoing boy indeed. Energetic and serenly nice to everyone he meets. Oh yes, Al turned out quite fine compared to how he was treated. He gives everyone a second chance, no matter what they had done in the first place. He's not one to judge quickly, and would rather get to know you before doing so. Stubborn? Oh boy is he stubborn! Once his mind is set, good ol' Al will barely take his mind to any other course. Sarcasm was one of his nastier sides. He can sometimes be harsh while his sarcastic bi-polarness kicks in. Another dark side of him can be when he speaks his mind, which he does very often. Once again, it can be a bit rude but hey - at least he's being honest? Ha ha, all the good times we've had. Here's a little hint to Alric Falke's favorite hobby - it includes loud music, butterbeer, and sometimes girls. Oh yeah, Alric here is a heavy partier. Sometimes only the weekends, sometimes every night of the week! It really just depends on his mood.
Blood: Pure
History:
-- Born of Rosie Falke and Alric Falke (senior), both of whom were former Death Eaters, on September 12 along with his twin brother.
-- Grew up in a pure wizard community.
-- When of age (11), Alric was sent off to Hogwarts just as his parents had been.
-- A year later, he was given his first pet - Fluffmello - for his birthday present.
-- When fourteen years of age, Alric pierced his own eyebrow and tongue.
-- About a year and a half later, he established the only tattoo he has.
-- He passed his O.W.L's with flying colors, and hopes to do the same with his N.E.W.T's.
-- Alric plans on staying at Hogwarts to teach, rather than follow in his parents footsteps.
Anamagi: Wolf
Role Play Example:
The large red husky eyed the male human, taking notice in his every detail. She was enjoying being bathed in the attention given from the woman and her full tail certainly showed it, continuing to sway back and forth. This human, the male, seemed to be taking a keen interest in Fluff - and she knew this. Her mind began twisting and turning with questions, working her brain in such a way that it had not been worked ever since the little girl had taken her on the longest walk they had ever gone. She began to wonder, hoping that this would not end as bad as the walk did (which ended with her being dropped off at the Adoption Center a couple days earlier). "What does he want? Why is he just standing there watching me? It's kind'a creepy... but then again, perhaps he's just admiring my fur? Yes, that must be it." Her jaws closed from the vigorous panting she had been doing, her gaze watching the male as he lowered his hand toward her. The way her mouth had closed left a bit of her tongue hanging out, which gave her a rather comical look when she thingyed her cranium to the side in curiousity.
The woman, who continued stroking Fluffmello, watched with much interest. So far the dog had great behavior toward the half-blind gentleman, but oddly enough Fluff (for the first time the lady had seen) was acting rather timid. Perhaps she could sense that Kenzie was different? Or maybe she just had a certain bond with him already? It was unknown of course, a question not meant to be answered. Her attention quickly drew once more to Kenzie had he asked her if the dog was used for sledding. A quizzical expression spread over her face, wondering why he had asked. Surely he wasn't thinking about sledding? Hesitating slightly, she answered with a tone of curiousity; "Her papers say she was trained for sledding, however we have not once tried her on a sled. She seems perfectly happy without sledding, but if you wanted--" She paused for a moment, looking as if she wasn't going to finish. She swallowed hard, and continued on. "If you wanted to, you could use her to pull groceries on a sled or even other equipment you may need." She hoped that did not offend him in any way. She didn't want to lose a customer simply because of a suggestion. She looked down upon the red and white husky, whom was now inching closer to Kenzie's hand. How much is she? Raising her eyebrows, the woman stood up and rushed over to the clipboard hanging on Fluffmello's empty kennel. Running her finger along the paper, she called back; "Two hundred, but if you smile for me we could knock it down to maybe One hundred and eighty-five." A sweet smile spread over her lips as she glanced back at him, wondering if he caught the joke or not. She was, in fact, being completely serious about the bargain however.
Fluffmello's rusty red ears swiveled back to listen as the woman spoke to Kenzie, her paws bringing her closer to his hand. She didn't want to alarm him, or accidently hurt him. His scent was oddly different than the rest of the humans, not because of his disability but because Fluff could sense a certain 'click' between he and herself. Her tongue extending from between her jaws and flicked across his fingers, tasting the salty texture. Her tail began to wag vigorously behind her, her muzzle nudging his hand as she sat. She giggled (which sounded like a whine for attention) and reached out a white paw to rest upon his hand as if she were greeting him with a handshake. She had seen humans do this before, although she didn't know why. "Hello Sir, the name's Fluffmello."
The woman, who continued stroking Fluffmello, watched with much interest. So far the dog had great behavior toward the half-blind gentleman, but oddly enough Fluff (for the first time the lady had seen) was acting rather timid. Perhaps she could sense that Kenzie was different? Or maybe she just had a certain bond with him already? It was unknown of course, a question not meant to be answered. Her attention quickly drew once more to Kenzie had he asked her if the dog was used for sledding. A quizzical expression spread over her face, wondering why he had asked. Surely he wasn't thinking about sledding? Hesitating slightly, she answered with a tone of curiousity; "Her papers say she was trained for sledding, however we have not once tried her on a sled. She seems perfectly happy without sledding, but if you wanted--" She paused for a moment, looking as if she wasn't going to finish. She swallowed hard, and continued on. "If you wanted to, you could use her to pull groceries on a sled or even other equipment you may need." She hoped that did not offend him in any way. She didn't want to lose a customer simply because of a suggestion. She looked down upon the red and white husky, whom was now inching closer to Kenzie's hand. How much is she? Raising her eyebrows, the woman stood up and rushed over to the clipboard hanging on Fluffmello's empty kennel. Running her finger along the paper, she called back; "Two hundred, but if you smile for me we could knock it down to maybe One hundred and eighty-five." A sweet smile spread over her lips as she glanced back at him, wondering if he caught the joke or not. She was, in fact, being completely serious about the bargain however.
Fluffmello's rusty red ears swiveled back to listen as the woman spoke to Kenzie, her paws bringing her closer to his hand. She didn't want to alarm him, or accidently hurt him. His scent was oddly different than the rest of the humans, not because of his disability but because Fluff could sense a certain 'click' between he and herself. Her tongue extending from between her jaws and flicked across his fingers, tasting the salty texture. Her tail began to wag vigorously behind her, her muzzle nudging his hand as she sat. She giggled (which sounded like a whine for attention) and reached out a white paw to rest upon his hand as if she were greeting him with a handshake. She had seen humans do this before, although she didn't know why. "Hello Sir, the name's Fluffmello."
House: Slytherin
