Post by HARRY JAMES POTTER on Jun 27, 2011 22:42:19 GMT -5
ANOTHER SWINGER WITH A SLICK TRIGGER FINGER
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HARRY • JAMES • POTTER ![/B]
"Every great wizard in history has started out as nothing more than what we are now: students. If they can do it, why not us?"
ANOTHER ONE WITH THE GOLDEN TONGUE[/b]
• AND THEY'RE POISONING YOUR FANTASY • [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]
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FULL NAME;
NICKNAMES;
AGE AND BIRTHDAY;
BLOOD STATUS;
HOUSE;
ALLIANACE;
ANOTHER TRICKY LITTLE GUN
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HAIR DESCRIPTION;
EYE DESCRIPTION;
HEIGHT/WEIGHT;
BODY TYPE;
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES;
PLAY BY;
ANOTHER INCH OF YOUR SACRIFICED LIFE
• IN JUST THE NICK OF TIME • [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]
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PATRONUS;
DEMENTOR;
BOGGART;
ERISED;
AMORTENIA;
OVERALL PERSONALITY
ANOTHER GUN THROWN DOWN
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FATHER;
MOTHER;
SIBLINGS;
BIRTHPLACE/HOMETOWN;
CURRENT RESIDENCE;
OVERALL HISTORY;
Born to James (pureblood) and Lily (muggle born) Potter, Harry was a halfblood. He was also part of a prophecy, speaking of the downfall of the dark lord, and so, upon Dumbledore's request, the family went into hiding, with Peter Petigrew as secret keeper, though Sirius Black was thought to have this position, as he, James, and Peter kept this switch a secret. Because of this, Petigrew betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort, in fear of his life, and when confronted by Sirius, killed twelve muggles and lost a finger. Sirius was sentenced to a lifetime in Azkaban, without a trial, though he was innocent.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, was given to his Aunt Petunia, the only living relative on his mother's side. Though she hated the boy, she took him in, and he lived a horrid life for the first eleven years with no escape. He was told his parents died in a car crash, and his father was a drunk. He wasn't allowed to mention words such as "magic" or "wizard."
Accidental magic made him turn his teacher's hair blue once, and he had no friends at school, and was always picked last for sports, not because others didn't like him, but because of his cousin, Dudley Dursley.
He slept in the cupboard under the stairs, even though there was a spare bedroom, in which Dudley kept all his broken and unwanted toys. Harry was never given his own clothing, only receiving clothes Dudley outgrew, which were always too big for him
Never spoiled, Harry had to cook the meals for the family, and never received anything for his birthday, while his cousin was pampered and spoiled, getting whatever he wanted.
FIRST YEAR
When Harry turned eleven, he was given a letter from a place called "Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry." His Uncle Vernon tore the letter up, and when the letters didn't stop coming, moved the family to a discreet location.
No more owls bothered the family.
It was a half giant who buggered the family, and there was nothing they could do to stop their Nephew from going to Hogwarts. After all, who wants to deny a man two or three times your height?
When Harry got to Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy was all but destined to be his rival.
SECOND YEAR
THIRD YEAR
FOURTH YEAR
FIFTH YEAR
SIXTH YEAR
SEVENTH YEAR
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ANOTHER MAN THAT STANDS BEHIND
• LOOKING AT YOU IN THE MIRROR • [/FONT][/COLOR][/SIZE]
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NAME/ALIAS; blitzy
AGE; 16
RP EXPERIENCE; 3-4 years
ANYTHING ELSE; Never played Harry before, but I'm pretty sure I have him down
RP SAMPLE;
Don't laugh, it's a Warrior's post. This is the site where my average is, though I can post 1,000 words if I really wanted to.
The sky was set in an overcast, the invisible sun shining, trying to penetrate through the thick canopy of leaves above. But alas, to no avail. It was impossible, those black trees were exactly that. Black trees. They refused to allow the land below to see the sunlight. They refused to let the land below to have the light of day. The only source of brightness was from a pelt. The pelt of a warrior queen of Nightclan, where her white showed. The rest, the black just faded into the background, blending in with the landscape.
Frostshadow crouched, her feet stalking across the ground, her eyes trained to see in such darkness, able to penetrate through the darkness, find the prey who called this place their home. It wasn't. It was the home to the predators. The home of the warriors of Nightclan. The she cat took a step forward, and stopped, watching her prey she was hunting. Her amber eyes stared at it, as if trying to picture the meat on the creature. She licked her lips, imagining the taste the mouse would have. After all, mouse was her favorite.
She took another step forward.
Frostshadow then jumped, her paws scampering against the ground, barely touching it as she sprang at the brown creature, capturing it between her paws. Her claws slid out, sinking into the creature, draining its life away from it. Her head bent down, teeth sinking into the creature, killing it instantly. With that one bite she took everything from the creature. She took away its family, its home, its kids, or, if it hadn't had one, the chance of having kids. She took it instantly with just one bite.
The she cat sighed, lifting her head from the creature. Her amber eyes looked around, seeing the land around her. Standing up, she walked a few paces away from the brown creature, looking down at the dirt. Her claws unsheathed, scraping against the ground. She knew the routine. She knew you buried your prey, then came back for it later, once you were done with the hunt. Frostshadow grabbed her catch, her teeth gripping its tail as she dropped it in the small pile she had made. Her claws scraped the dirt back over the creature, once again hiding it under the foilage, the dirt, and whatever else the earth had in store, hiding.
Frostshadow crouched, her feet stalking across the ground, her eyes trained to see in such darkness, able to penetrate through the darkness, find the prey who called this place their home. It wasn't. It was the home to the predators. The home of the warriors of Nightclan. The she cat took a step forward, and stopped, watching her prey she was hunting. Her amber eyes stared at it, as if trying to picture the meat on the creature. She licked her lips, imagining the taste the mouse would have. After all, mouse was her favorite.
She took another step forward.
Frostshadow then jumped, her paws scampering against the ground, barely touching it as she sprang at the brown creature, capturing it between her paws. Her claws slid out, sinking into the creature, draining its life away from it. Her head bent down, teeth sinking into the creature, killing it instantly. With that one bite she took everything from the creature. She took away its family, its home, its kids, or, if it hadn't had one, the chance of having kids. She took it instantly with just one bite.
The she cat sighed, lifting her head from the creature. Her amber eyes looked around, seeing the land around her. Standing up, she walked a few paces away from the brown creature, looking down at the dirt. Her claws unsheathed, scraping against the ground. She knew the routine. She knew you buried your prey, then came back for it later, once you were done with the hunt. Frostshadow grabbed her catch, her teeth gripping its tail as she dropped it in the small pile she had made. Her claws scraped the dirt back over the creature, once again hiding it under the foilage, the dirt, and whatever else the earth had in store, hiding.
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