Post by Em on Aug 2, 2011 23:16:43 GMT -5
Name: Eyvindur Scheving
Gender: male
Age: thirteen
Year: third
Lineage: half-blood
House: Ravenclaw/SlytherinI am not quite sure. D:
Subjects:
Appearance: His hair seems as though he has gotten the life scared out of him, being completely white and somewhat messy. His eyes happen to be purple which that may be an implication he may be relative to a mutant or possibly left in the dark for too long. On another note, he is not exactly on the tall side but not to the point where it is too much of a hindrance. He also looks as though he could use a few more bites of food than he has already.
Fortunately, he walks around in clothes when not in his uniform. There is not much of a difference between his typical clothes to the uniform, preferring an appearance that is mature and able to keep him moderately warm. And, well, it's what he is able to find at second hand shops.
Pet: While he does chase around birds back at homeand eats them, he has no pets.
Personality: Common sense. He likes that.
To say the least, he is not the most enthralling person on the face of the planet. The guy mostly keeps to himself as well as out of the way of most people. He is not entirely unfriendly, merely finding stupidity something that hurts and he has not entirely had the best encounters with people. Despite the standards and how easily he gets annoyed with certain types of behaviour, he is not entirely secure of himself. Like I said, boring guy-- not much to discuss. Eyvindur prefers to not have much of company and not being caught flustered by a moron's antics.
He takes his coffee black. This may be referred to as being mature.
He enjoys reading and being outsideand long walks on the beach. Reading offers the excitement that he is not able to offer himself while looking in the mirror. He takes interest in books of his homeland as well as fairy tales but has been taking up reading some historical things of wizards while attending Hogwarts thus far. As mentioned before, Eyvindur wandering outside is one of the biggest blasts he could have. He especially likes the ocean and the...smell of it. And he floats pretty well when thrown into water.
Life is not all candies and rainbows, unfortunately. He makes sure what needs to get done when it needs to get done. Being a human and bodily functions are completely ignored when he is doing a homework assignment or having to get something from point a to point b.
Dreams: There has not been any thought given to this as of yet despite him being a diligent worker. But hopefully he will not be the sort of muggle who lays around all day with a beer belly yelling at children to get off his lawn.
Other things: You're probably not his best friend. Just saying.
Sample Post:
Eyvindur shifted in his chair after having dropped his bag beside him. He leaned to the side to touch his bag to make sure it did not somehow grow feet and walk off, even glancing down once as he doubted his own hand. When he straightened, he turned his attention to a moldy book right before him and carefully flipped open the book. It did not take long for him to scan down the table of contents for the chapter he was looking for. Not very exciting, really. With his chin in hand and elbow pressed against the edge of the table, he slowly flipped through the pages. His eyes flickered down to the page number now and again. School was not failing to grow duller with each passing day, even with the magic...
It was soon he paused.
He hurriedly sat upright in his chair, unable to draw his hand away from the book. It was not something he was imagining; Eyvindur felt something very sticky on his fingers and he really could not separate himself from the book. He stood up and the book was brought with him, slapping him in the thigh. A ripping noise soon followed and his arm got lighter.
Not today.
Five minutes later, he hurried out of the library without a book in arm and with a crumbled piece of paper in his pocket.
OOC:[/i][/u]
Name:[/i] Em
Timezone:[/i] GMT - 5
Contact Information:[/i]
Skype: refinances[/ul]
Magic word: NYAAAAAAAAAH! ...? /cough[/font]
Gender: male
Age: thirteen
Year: third
Lineage: half-blood
House: Ravenclaw/Slytherin
Subjects:
Appearance: His hair seems as though he has gotten the life scared out of him, being completely white and somewhat messy. His eyes happen to be purple which that may be an implication he may be relative to a mutant or possibly left in the dark for too long. On another note, he is not exactly on the tall side but not to the point where it is too much of a hindrance. He also looks as though he could use a few more bites of food than he has already.
Fortunately, he walks around in clothes when not in his uniform. There is not much of a difference between his typical clothes to the uniform, preferring an appearance that is mature and able to keep him moderately warm. And, well, it's what he is able to find at second hand shops.
Pet: While he does chase around birds back at home
Personality: Common sense. He likes that.
To say the least, he is not the most enthralling person on the face of the planet. The guy mostly keeps to himself as well as out of the way of most people. He is not entirely unfriendly, merely finding stupidity something that hurts and he has not entirely had the best encounters with people. Despite the standards and how easily he gets annoyed with certain types of behaviour, he is not entirely secure of himself. Like I said, boring guy-- not much to discuss. Eyvindur prefers to not have much of company and not being caught flustered by a moron's antics.
He enjoys reading and being outside
Life is not all candies and rainbows, unfortunately. He makes sure what needs to get done when it needs to get done. Being a human and bodily functions are completely ignored when he is doing a homework assignment or having to get something from point a to point b.
Dreams: There has not been any thought given to this as of yet despite him being a diligent worker. But hopefully he will not be the sort of muggle who lays around all day with a beer belly yelling at children to get off his lawn.
Other things: You're probably not his best friend. Just saying.
Sample Post:
Eyvindur shifted in his chair after having dropped his bag beside him. He leaned to the side to touch his bag to make sure it did not somehow grow feet and walk off, even glancing down once as he doubted his own hand. When he straightened, he turned his attention to a moldy book right before him and carefully flipped open the book. It did not take long for him to scan down the table of contents for the chapter he was looking for. Not very exciting, really. With his chin in hand and elbow pressed against the edge of the table, he slowly flipped through the pages. His eyes flickered down to the page number now and again. School was not failing to grow duller with each passing day, even with the magic...
It was soon he paused.
He hurriedly sat upright in his chair, unable to draw his hand away from the book. It was not something he was imagining; Eyvindur felt something very sticky on his fingers and he really could not separate himself from the book. He stood up and the book was brought with him, slapping him in the thigh. A ripping noise soon followed and his arm got lighter.
Not today.
Five minutes later, he hurried out of the library without a book in arm and with a crumbled piece of paper in his pocket.
OOC:[/i][/u]
Name:[/i] Em
Timezone:[/i] GMT - 5
Contact Information:[/i]
Skype: refinances[/ul]
Magic word: NYAAAAAAAAAH! ...? /cough[/font]
