Johnston, Hunter [wip]
May 22, 2014 20:57:07 GMT
Post by Hunter Johnston on May 22, 2014 20:57:07 GMT
Hunter • Lucian • Johnston
LOOKS LIKE THE HOLY GHOST IS GONE
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,NICKNAMES: Hunt
,GENDER: Male
,AGE/D.O.B: 18; April 5
,HOUSE: Ravenclaw
,OCCUPATION: do not include for students
,BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
,ABILITIES: Metamorphmagus
,WAND: Holly, 12 3/4, Dragon heartstring, and pliable
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NOW YOU’RE AFRAID OF YOURSELF
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,HAIR: Around dirty blonde to brown
,EYES: Stunning brown eyes
,BODY AND HEIGHT: Being an athletic, Hunter is known to have the body shape of a track and field runner, and stands around 6;1
,MARKINGS: None
,CLOTHING/STYLE: Hunter Johnston has a certain style where he dresses quite appropriately and often times, Hunter is known to
,ANYTHING ELSE:
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OVER YOUR SHOULDER YOU HAVE TO WATCH
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,DISLIKES:5+ - obvious
,STRENGTHS: 5+ - personality/mentality-related
,WEAKNESSES: 5+ - personality/mentality-related
,PRIORITIES: 2+ - what’s important to them?
,BOGGART: greatest fear
,ERISED: 1, greatest desire
,VERITASERUM: 1+ secret(s)
,PATRONUS: Hunter's patronus animal is more-so a fox, in depiction of his usual times when he was a small child tricking people with his mind, often using riddles and other sorts of methods to get people confused.
,PENSIEVE:
,PERSONALITY OVERVIEW: 1+ detailed paragraph(s) – beware the Mary Sue/Gary Stu!
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HEAVEN FALL INTO HELL
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,MOTHER:
,SIBLINGS:
,OTHER FAMILY:
,SOCIO-ECONOMIC STATUS:
,HISTORY OVERVIEW: 3+ detailed paragraphs – beware the Mary Sue/Gary Stu
LOOKS LIKE YOUR BOAT’S ABOUT TO SINK
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,YOURAGE:
,YOUREXPERIENCE: Almost five years
,YOUROTHERCHARS: Draco Malfoy
,YOURSAMPLE:
Theo was caught up in his own embarrassment to not notice that he was in the presence of another person, he always ends up embarrassing himself one way or another. The typical norm! But, this bothered Theo more than anything else in the world. He was simply afraid that if he embarrass himself more, he would be the laughing stock of the whole camp, much like he somewhat was in his old school, though, the girls thought that it was cute of him to stumble of his own words and his feet. Not really a graceful person really. Why would he a graceful person in the first place? Just for the jokes of others to enjoy? No, he didn’t want that at all.
The last time he felt as embarrass as this day was when he was in high school, it was the graduation day for the seniors, which he was part of. And, he was chosen out of twenty students of his music class to sing a song about the graduation. He could also have his own band mates to play with, but, he found it too uncomfortable to play with anyone else except for himself, so, he decided on doing it solo. Sing with his guitar and let his words be expressed through songs, that’s what he wanted the most, but, did he exceled in such a thing? Well, in some miraculous way, he did. Though, he didn’t play with his guitar, but with a piano keyboard, a Yamaha to be specific really.
The song he sang was One Step at a Time by Jordin Sparks, since he thought that was the closest thing he could think of at the spot when he was chosen for the song. When he sang, he thought it was horrid really, but, what others noticed was the melody and emotion he put in the song. His voice carried out to the crowd which was not at all intentional, all he wanted when he was singing was for it to end. At the bridge of the song, it was when many of the crowd and graduates began to sing along with him, which he found a blessing since he could mess something up and they would cover it for him.
At the ending of the song, the crowd cheered and the graduates picked him up, but, the embarrassing part was when they carried him. He didn’t find it comfortable to be carried at all. When he fell face flat on the ground due to a slip up, he couldn’t get up and no one bothered to help him but one of the younger students, a junior who helped him up.
He was quickly taken to the present, when he felt her soft hands touch his own. The gentle touch made his heart quicken too fast, holy carp, am I having a heart attack at such a young age? No way, you’re not. Theo’s conscience slapped himself. Idiot! It’s just a weird thing! Get over it!
When Theo heard her voice, it was soft to his ears, much like the soft and gentle smoothness of her hand. His ears slowly turned red at the compliment, Oh, wow, that’s cute…I don’t think I can really handle my heart anymore conscience…can you take care of it? But, no answer came to him. Carefully, the young adult gently turned his hand, his fingers intertwined with Selene’s. His heart thumping loudly in his ears. For a few moments, the young adult thought someone within a five hundred radius could hear it.
With their fingers intertwined, Theo’s face calmed itself down, only very slowly. He smiled at her, his chocolate brown eyes shone as he nodded. “Yeah…” he said softly, not minding the fact the two were holding hands. “I guess you can say that Selene.”
He was glad Selene was here and not someone who was someone close to his age, he would just stay quiet or just have a knife in hand and kill himself at the spot to end his embarrassing years and days. Let his life go to waste, but, just being around Selene was calming to him, the embarrassment he has in front of her was something that’s only hilarious to a selected few. What came to an almost interesting fact to him, he recalled to how she was close to him quite earlier and how she always stared at him in some way, which he didn’t mind at all. But…was this normal for a teenager to do? Stare at someone and then look away. Nothing rang a bell in Theo’s mind, but, if it did, now would be an excellent time! He certainly didn’t know what to say at this current situation. Their hands are intertwined and that’s that! What’s with this really? Something!
More than anything he wanted to say something, anything at all just to see what sort of situation he’s in right now, but, his conscience slapped him across the face mentally of course. Idiot, does it occur to you that she might like you? Hmm? Can you understand my Klingon you Theo? L-O-V-E, do I have to spell it out to you, you oblivious twit?
Before he could stop himself, Theo blurted out a question without much though. “Do you like me Selene?” he asked quite quickly. When he asked that question, he regrets almost everything all in one.
The last time he felt as embarrass as this day was when he was in high school, it was the graduation day for the seniors, which he was part of. And, he was chosen out of twenty students of his music class to sing a song about the graduation. He could also have his own band mates to play with, but, he found it too uncomfortable to play with anyone else except for himself, so, he decided on doing it solo. Sing with his guitar and let his words be expressed through songs, that’s what he wanted the most, but, did he exceled in such a thing? Well, in some miraculous way, he did. Though, he didn’t play with his guitar, but with a piano keyboard, a Yamaha to be specific really.
The song he sang was One Step at a Time by Jordin Sparks, since he thought that was the closest thing he could think of at the spot when he was chosen for the song. When he sang, he thought it was horrid really, but, what others noticed was the melody and emotion he put in the song. His voice carried out to the crowd which was not at all intentional, all he wanted when he was singing was for it to end. At the bridge of the song, it was when many of the crowd and graduates began to sing along with him, which he found a blessing since he could mess something up and they would cover it for him.
At the ending of the song, the crowd cheered and the graduates picked him up, but, the embarrassing part was when they carried him. He didn’t find it comfortable to be carried at all. When he fell face flat on the ground due to a slip up, he couldn’t get up and no one bothered to help him but one of the younger students, a junior who helped him up.
He was quickly taken to the present, when he felt her soft hands touch his own. The gentle touch made his heart quicken too fast, holy carp, am I having a heart attack at such a young age? No way, you’re not. Theo’s conscience slapped himself. Idiot! It’s just a weird thing! Get over it!
When Theo heard her voice, it was soft to his ears, much like the soft and gentle smoothness of her hand. His ears slowly turned red at the compliment, Oh, wow, that’s cute…I don’t think I can really handle my heart anymore conscience…can you take care of it? But, no answer came to him. Carefully, the young adult gently turned his hand, his fingers intertwined with Selene’s. His heart thumping loudly in his ears. For a few moments, the young adult thought someone within a five hundred radius could hear it.
With their fingers intertwined, Theo’s face calmed itself down, only very slowly. He smiled at her, his chocolate brown eyes shone as he nodded. “Yeah…” he said softly, not minding the fact the two were holding hands. “I guess you can say that Selene.”
He was glad Selene was here and not someone who was someone close to his age, he would just stay quiet or just have a knife in hand and kill himself at the spot to end his embarrassing years and days. Let his life go to waste, but, just being around Selene was calming to him, the embarrassment he has in front of her was something that’s only hilarious to a selected few. What came to an almost interesting fact to him, he recalled to how she was close to him quite earlier and how she always stared at him in some way, which he didn’t mind at all. But…was this normal for a teenager to do? Stare at someone and then look away. Nothing rang a bell in Theo’s mind, but, if it did, now would be an excellent time! He certainly didn’t know what to say at this current situation. Their hands are intertwined and that’s that! What’s with this really? Something!
More than anything he wanted to say something, anything at all just to see what sort of situation he’s in right now, but, his conscience slapped him across the face mentally of course. Idiot, does it occur to you that she might like you? Hmm? Can you understand my Klingon you Theo? L-O-V-E, do I have to spell it out to you, you oblivious twit?
Before he could stop himself, Theo blurted out a question without much though. “Do you like me Selene?” he asked quite quickly. When he asked that question, he regrets almost everything all in one.
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SO IT’S TIME TO PREPARE
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