Post by jaden on Mar 27, 2008 18:44:59 GMT -5
[Name: ] Jaden Daniel Tamesis (Goes by J.D.)
[ Character Gender: ] Male
[ Country of Citizenship: ] U.K.
[Bood status:] Pureblood and proud of it
[ Physical Character Description: ] He stands five feet and seven inches tall, he is slim and strong, he has black hair, blue eyes. He has set jaw and a firm face. He is not once to be trifled with and his face makes that obvious. Though his shoulders are not particularly broad he has very good posture which makes it seem so.
His hair is short and slightly curly. His eyes are dark blue; they can be lost and blank or sharp and piercing depending on his mood. One day they might be eyes to find intelligence in and on others they might be full of cold rage. Just the slightest bit of scruff around his mouth can be found some days. He is mysterious and just a hint of dark, strong, and silent. Certainly there are some that do find him the lest bit aesthetically pleasing but in general he drives girls crazy.
His dress is simple. Outside the required school robes he is often found in jeans and a t-shirt or a casual button up shirt. He likes black and dark greens and blues and most of his clothes reflect this. Any scars he has are hidden by his clothes.
[ Personality Character Description: ] Some might say that Jaden Daniel Tamesis translates into “entitled pampas arse”, but those people don’t like him. It is more true to say that he is a bit arrogant, does have an ego, and that he gets what he wants. But that is just an overview.
He might be a little insane but perhaps he is just so brilliant that it seems that he is mad…or perhaps he is insane. Privately, perhaps so privately he does not even realize it, he does prefer to think of himself as crazy because it liberates himself to do things that would normally not be able to. But who knows...
In general he is not a very angry person but when he does get mad he can go for days. It may be the need-to-hurt-vain-popping-out-of-forehead rage or it might be a cold-wanting-revenge-boiling-hate rage. Despite his calm outer demeanor his emotions hold sway of him. He is good at appearing how he wants to. The only thing that gives him away can be his eyes, he is able to keep the guarded but if he is not focusing on doing so one truly catch a glimpse into his soul.
Everything has a price, and he believes he can meet the price. He believes he could own the world if he wanted to, and he does want. He had strong opinions on many subjects and he will let his side be known. One of these is pureblood status; he believes some men are born better and that he is one of those men. He believes that the world would be a better place without any muggleborns, he is rather indifferent to half-bloods however.
He does not make friends easily but if he does he stays loyal to them and is very close to them. He has many acquaintances with whom he is neither their friend nor their enemy. The only thing is during one of his bouts of insanity he can run up and stab a friend in the dark and then go and sit by his bedside while he recovers.
He is smart by nature but not booksmart however he studies often and reaps the reward of it. He is naturally talented however in transfiguration and above his average in potions. He is studying – illegally but also constantly – how to become an animagous. He will probably become one sometime during his fifth year (pending admin approval).
He trusts few people and even then he is rather suspicious and defiantly paranoid. He might suffer from delusions of superiority or just perhaps delusions. One thing is certain, in his eyes he has few equals.
[ History: ] His mother Margaret became pregnant with her first child in later December of 1991. In March of 1992 she met Jonathan Tamesis and married him on July 7th 1992 becoming Mrs. Tamesis. On September 1, 1992 she gave birth to her only son Jaden Tamesis.
Margaret is the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, she is 35 (born in 1973), she is pureblood and is very rich. Jon is an Auror and he is 38 (born in 1970), his son is J.D. but they are not related by blood. He is also a pureblood and also very wealthy.
J.D. had a harsh and strict life growing up. He has to undergo many unusual teaching methods from his father from having to sleep in a box to being locking in all sorts of rooms and being left in there until he could find his way out. His father taught him in the art of persuasion. This was his father’s greatest subject. Through bribery, blackmail, or fear he gets his way and he has passed this trait onto J.D.. He also was schooled in a wide range of subjects which he was made to learn to the best of his abilities. Perfection was demanded of him and excellence is what attained.
He attended Pourlia School for Boys in Canada for the first four years of school. However at the end of his fourth year he decided that if he ever wanted to bring himself up the world he needed to go to school closer to home. So his father arranged for him to go to Hogwarts and with J.D. came a large donations of 20000 galleons.
[ Pros and Cons : ]
(Pros: Cunning, Patient, and Loyal)
With a tongue like a serpent and both the violence and money to back him up the world lies at his feet. His ability to get his way is most certainly his best – or is his worst? – quality. With this comes patience’s and smarts, he can study his subjects for years before making his move but when he does it is quick and precise. He is a deadly enemy but if you do happen to gain his friendship he is the most loyal friend.
(Cons: Opinionated, Paranoia, and Violence)
He is not a trusting person. Always weary of an ambush and suspecting a lie from the second he wakes up he is on guard. He will only eat food if he has seen at least five others take from the same dish and if nobody eats from a certain dish he avoids no only that plate but the surrounding ones. He drinks only water that he purifies himself and of course he has just about everything he owns booby trapped. Once he believes something it will take an entire army to convince him otherwise. He is a very violent person as well. Violence is the answer and nothing is as good a negotiator than fear. He’d rather have a duel or duke it out with fists than sit down and talk.
[Role Playing Example:] A pair of eyes like two shining pools of blue with large black islands in the middle hid behind partially sheathed eyelids. He lay on the cool floor in the depth of the shadows, peering out of the just open door. Footsteps echoed down the corridor followed by a dreamy humming. Presently the Blood Traitor came into view making her nightly rounds. Her wand held at her side to light the path, the walking target passed him buy. Once she was safely passed he rose and slipped out of the door, he would leave no fingerprints for he had no fingers and he padded along much quieter than any human could manage. Slinking along the wall he drew closer.
He was just behind her now; he could easily leap at her and nock her down. He could just imagine his teeth digging into her throat, ripping fle – no. He drove the thoughts from his head and focused on the joy of stalking a pray. Soon now, soon he would attack, tell her his demands, and hopefully frighten off the blood traitor.
He was almost ready when he heard distant footsteps. He was sure that the person was at least four corridors away. He growled quietly and so deeply that it rumbled his chest. He did not have enough time. He gave her one last long look then turned and swiftly padded down the corridor. When he turned the corner he broke into the run until he reached a corridor near his common room. He slowed to a walk and morphed back into a human as he turned the corner. It would keep until another night, it would keep...
[ Character Gender: ] Male
[ Country of Citizenship: ] U.K.
[Bood status:] Pureblood and proud of it
[ Physical Character Description: ] He stands five feet and seven inches tall, he is slim and strong, he has black hair, blue eyes. He has set jaw and a firm face. He is not once to be trifled with and his face makes that obvious. Though his shoulders are not particularly broad he has very good posture which makes it seem so.
His hair is short and slightly curly. His eyes are dark blue; they can be lost and blank or sharp and piercing depending on his mood. One day they might be eyes to find intelligence in and on others they might be full of cold rage. Just the slightest bit of scruff around his mouth can be found some days. He is mysterious and just a hint of dark, strong, and silent. Certainly there are some that do find him the lest bit aesthetically pleasing but in general he drives girls crazy.
His dress is simple. Outside the required school robes he is often found in jeans and a t-shirt or a casual button up shirt. He likes black and dark greens and blues and most of his clothes reflect this. Any scars he has are hidden by his clothes.
[ Personality Character Description: ] Some might say that Jaden Daniel Tamesis translates into “entitled pampas arse”, but those people don’t like him. It is more true to say that he is a bit arrogant, does have an ego, and that he gets what he wants. But that is just an overview.
He might be a little insane but perhaps he is just so brilliant that it seems that he is mad…or perhaps he is insane. Privately, perhaps so privately he does not even realize it, he does prefer to think of himself as crazy because it liberates himself to do things that would normally not be able to. But who knows...
In general he is not a very angry person but when he does get mad he can go for days. It may be the need-to-hurt-vain-popping-out-of-forehead rage or it might be a cold-wanting-revenge-boiling-hate rage. Despite his calm outer demeanor his emotions hold sway of him. He is good at appearing how he wants to. The only thing that gives him away can be his eyes, he is able to keep the guarded but if he is not focusing on doing so one truly catch a glimpse into his soul.
Everything has a price, and he believes he can meet the price. He believes he could own the world if he wanted to, and he does want. He had strong opinions on many subjects and he will let his side be known. One of these is pureblood status; he believes some men are born better and that he is one of those men. He believes that the world would be a better place without any muggleborns, he is rather indifferent to half-bloods however.
He does not make friends easily but if he does he stays loyal to them and is very close to them. He has many acquaintances with whom he is neither their friend nor their enemy. The only thing is during one of his bouts of insanity he can run up and stab a friend in the dark and then go and sit by his bedside while he recovers.
He is smart by nature but not booksmart however he studies often and reaps the reward of it. He is naturally talented however in transfiguration and above his average in potions. He is studying – illegally but also constantly – how to become an animagous. He will probably become one sometime during his fifth year (pending admin approval).
He trusts few people and even then he is rather suspicious and defiantly paranoid. He might suffer from delusions of superiority or just perhaps delusions. One thing is certain, in his eyes he has few equals.
[ History: ] His mother Margaret became pregnant with her first child in later December of 1991. In March of 1992 she met Jonathan Tamesis and married him on July 7th 1992 becoming Mrs. Tamesis. On September 1, 1992 she gave birth to her only son Jaden Tamesis.
Margaret is the Senior Undersecretary to the Minister of Magic, she is 35 (born in 1973), she is pureblood and is very rich. Jon is an Auror and he is 38 (born in 1970), his son is J.D. but they are not related by blood. He is also a pureblood and also very wealthy.
J.D. had a harsh and strict life growing up. He has to undergo many unusual teaching methods from his father from having to sleep in a box to being locking in all sorts of rooms and being left in there until he could find his way out. His father taught him in the art of persuasion. This was his father’s greatest subject. Through bribery, blackmail, or fear he gets his way and he has passed this trait onto J.D.. He also was schooled in a wide range of subjects which he was made to learn to the best of his abilities. Perfection was demanded of him and excellence is what attained.
He attended Pourlia School for Boys in Canada for the first four years of school. However at the end of his fourth year he decided that if he ever wanted to bring himself up the world he needed to go to school closer to home. So his father arranged for him to go to Hogwarts and with J.D. came a large donations of 20000 galleons.
[ Pros and Cons : ]
(Pros: Cunning, Patient, and Loyal)
With a tongue like a serpent and both the violence and money to back him up the world lies at his feet. His ability to get his way is most certainly his best – or is his worst? – quality. With this comes patience’s and smarts, he can study his subjects for years before making his move but when he does it is quick and precise. He is a deadly enemy but if you do happen to gain his friendship he is the most loyal friend.
(Cons: Opinionated, Paranoia, and Violence)
He is not a trusting person. Always weary of an ambush and suspecting a lie from the second he wakes up he is on guard. He will only eat food if he has seen at least five others take from the same dish and if nobody eats from a certain dish he avoids no only that plate but the surrounding ones. He drinks only water that he purifies himself and of course he has just about everything he owns booby trapped. Once he believes something it will take an entire army to convince him otherwise. He is a very violent person as well. Violence is the answer and nothing is as good a negotiator than fear. He’d rather have a duel or duke it out with fists than sit down and talk.
[Role Playing Example:] A pair of eyes like two shining pools of blue with large black islands in the middle hid behind partially sheathed eyelids. He lay on the cool floor in the depth of the shadows, peering out of the just open door. Footsteps echoed down the corridor followed by a dreamy humming. Presently the Blood Traitor came into view making her nightly rounds. Her wand held at her side to light the path, the walking target passed him buy. Once she was safely passed he rose and slipped out of the door, he would leave no fingerprints for he had no fingers and he padded along much quieter than any human could manage. Slinking along the wall he drew closer.
He was just behind her now; he could easily leap at her and nock her down. He could just imagine his teeth digging into her throat, ripping fle – no. He drove the thoughts from his head and focused on the joy of stalking a pray. Soon now, soon he would attack, tell her his demands, and hopefully frighten off the blood traitor.
He was almost ready when he heard distant footsteps. He was sure that the person was at least four corridors away. He growled quietly and so deeply that it rumbled his chest. He did not have enough time. He gave her one last long look then turned and swiftly padded down the corridor. When he turned the corner he broke into the run until he reached a corridor near his common room. He slowed to a walk and morphed back into a human as he turned the corner. It would keep until another night, it would keep...