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Post by Christian Woodfield on Dec 13, 2010 4:19:50 GMT -6
-General-
Full Name: Christian Woodfield
Gender: Male
Age, Birthplace & Date: 17, born in London on the 3rd of February
Bloodline: Pureblood
Alignment: Neutral
[The "Real you"
Alias : Olivia (again)
Disposible time : Whenever
Site you on which you found us : Google
Full Name: Christian Woodfield
Gender: Male
Age, Birthplace & Date: 17, born in London on the 3rd of February
Bloodline: Pureblood
Alignment: Neutral
-Appearance-
Hair: Black, naturally curly. He likes it to be sort of long so that it frames his face
Eyes: Light brown and slightly piercing
Body Type: Christian is of a slight build, a little bit muscular from playing Quidditch but he’s not one to go over board and work out or anything
Unique Features: He feels that his eyes are the most unique part of him.
Animagus: In training to become one. (When he is properly trained he will take the same form as his patronus, the English Springer Spaniel Dog but he doesn’t know that yet.)
More Detailed Physical Description :
Hair: Black, naturally curly. He likes it to be sort of long so that it frames his face
Eyes: Light brown and slightly piercing
Body Type: Christian is of a slight build, a little bit muscular from playing Quidditch but he’s not one to go over board and work out or anything
Unique Features: He feels that his eyes are the most unique part of him.
Animagus: In training to become one. (When he is properly trained he will take the same form as his patronus, the English Springer Spaniel Dog but he doesn’t know that yet.)
More Detailed Physical Description :
-Personality-
Boggart: Drowning
Mirror of Erised: His mother
Patronus: An English Springer Spaniel Dog
Temperament/Allegiance: Christian is a relatively easy going sort of guy. He likes to joke around and play practical jokes on younger students but deep down is kind and generous. He has a quick temper when roused but will come out of it quickly. He is fiercely loyal to his family and friends and to his house and Quidditch Team.
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes
- Sleeping
- Music
- Girls
- Quidditch
- Charms
- Transfiguration
- Eating
- Making people laugh
Dislikes
- Disloyalty in friends and family members
- The water
- Potions
- The rivalry between the houses
Strong Points/Weaknesses:
Strengths: Very loyal to whomever he comes across, has the ability to make people smile even in the toughest situations, very honest when it comes to his friends and colleagues, is a good and hard-working student
Weaknesses: Easily distracted, especially when in class, loves to daydream and goof off, trusts people too easily, can be a bit of a flirt (but is that really a weakness?), a bit of an attention seeker and a little bit loud
Whims/Habits:
He hums to himself when he is bored, happy, sad…or just all the time. He likes to make up little rhymes and songs about people.
He also has the bad habit of flipping his hair, usually to attract attention
Detailed Personality : Christian is your typical teenage boy. He can be loud and obnoxious like all boys of his age, but deep down he is a very sweet, caring and charming young man. He’s an attention seeker, he loves to make people laugh and sometimes plays practical jokes on people, which at the time are usually funny but have been known to be a little cruel, not that he means it however, he just wants to get the laughs and perhaps attract the attention of a girl or to.
He’s loud and likes to be seen and frequently hums to himself, creating random songs about people and places. He is a good student but sometimes he is distracted easily, beginning to daydream of far off places…
Character's Family :
Father: Sampson Christian Woodfield II (pureblood)
Mother: Elizabeth Woodfield nee Evans (pureblood)
Step-Mother: Yelena Woodfield nee Lopez (pureblood from Spain)
Step-Sister: Catalina Woodfield
Boggart: Drowning
Mirror of Erised: His mother
Patronus: An English Springer Spaniel Dog
Temperament/Allegiance: Christian is a relatively easy going sort of guy. He likes to joke around and play practical jokes on younger students but deep down is kind and generous. He has a quick temper when roused but will come out of it quickly. He is fiercely loyal to his family and friends and to his house and Quidditch Team.
Likes/Dislikes:
Likes
- Sleeping
- Music
- Girls
- Quidditch
- Charms
- Transfiguration
- Eating
- Making people laugh
Dislikes
- Disloyalty in friends and family members
- The water
- Potions
- The rivalry between the houses
Strong Points/Weaknesses:
Strengths: Very loyal to whomever he comes across, has the ability to make people smile even in the toughest situations, very honest when it comes to his friends and colleagues, is a good and hard-working student
Weaknesses: Easily distracted, especially when in class, loves to daydream and goof off, trusts people too easily, can be a bit of a flirt (but is that really a weakness?), a bit of an attention seeker and a little bit loud
Whims/Habits:
He hums to himself when he is bored, happy, sad…or just all the time. He likes to make up little rhymes and songs about people.
He also has the bad habit of flipping his hair, usually to attract attention
Detailed Personality : Christian is your typical teenage boy. He can be loud and obnoxious like all boys of his age, but deep down he is a very sweet, caring and charming young man. He’s an attention seeker, he loves to make people laugh and sometimes plays practical jokes on people, which at the time are usually funny but have been known to be a little cruel, not that he means it however, he just wants to get the laughs and perhaps attract the attention of a girl or to.
He’s loud and likes to be seen and frequently hums to himself, creating random songs about people and places. He is a good student but sometimes he is distracted easily, beginning to daydream of far off places…
Character's Family :
Father: Sampson Christian Woodfield II (pureblood)
Mother: Elizabeth Woodfield nee Evans (pureblood)
Step-Mother: Yelena Woodfield nee Lopez (pureblood from Spain)
Step-Sister: Catalina Woodfield
-Training-
Students—
Current Year of Studies: 6th
House:[/b Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff
Other Position: Gryffindor Boys Prefect?
Students—
Current Year of Studies: 6th
House:[/b Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Hufflepuff
Other Position: Gryffindor Boys Prefect?
-Character History-
Christian was born to parents Sampson and Elizabeth of Woodfield Manor just outside of London. He was the apple of his parent’s pureblood-ed eye. Their only child and a son to boot. He was raised with those old pureblood values…he was supposed to be better than everyone else. His father had been a Slytherin during his years at Hogwarts and his mother a Ravenclaw. He was supposed to grow up and follow in his parents footsteps, preferable become a Slytherin and follow the Woodfield family tradition. He was supposed to do a lot of things. That was until he turned 11. He had received his letter from Hogwarts whilst on a family holiday at the holiday home in Spain.
The day after he had received his letter, he and his mother went down to the beach to do what people do at beaches, sit on the sand and dabble their feet in the water. They were at the water’s edge for barely ten minutes when his mother Elizabeth spotted a young child struggling beyond the break. She gave him her wand and her belongings and told him to stay put, she was going to help the child. She swam out but the waves had become too strong for both her and the young child and they drowned. Rooted to the spot Christian couldn’t move, he couldn’t even run for help. He stood in that spot wishing that the wand in his hand would work for him and bring his mother back. It didn’t. And it couldn’t.
He and his father returned to England from Spain, their housekeeper Yelena and her daughter Catalina followed. “Too look after you.” His father had said, but it was clear that after a year Yelena was there to look after more than just Christian. He attended his first year of Hogwarts determined to learn enough magic so that what happened to his mother would not happen to him. He decided, on that train ride to the castle that he would be as brave as her, he would try and make a difference to people, make their lives a little brighter. He ditched the pureblood ideals his father had taught him, just as his mother had done for that child.
His father was not impressed with the new and improved Christian which has led to their being a strain in their relationship, not to mention in his third year of Hogwarts not only did his father marry the Spanish housekeeper Yelena but her daughter Catalina started at Hogwarts, a constant reminder to the fact that his father could forget his mother so quickly, something he could not accept. Now in his sixth year at Hogwarts he is looking to make a future for himself.
[/size][/left]Christian was born to parents Sampson and Elizabeth of Woodfield Manor just outside of London. He was the apple of his parent’s pureblood-ed eye. Their only child and a son to boot. He was raised with those old pureblood values…he was supposed to be better than everyone else. His father had been a Slytherin during his years at Hogwarts and his mother a Ravenclaw. He was supposed to grow up and follow in his parents footsteps, preferable become a Slytherin and follow the Woodfield family tradition. He was supposed to do a lot of things. That was until he turned 11. He had received his letter from Hogwarts whilst on a family holiday at the holiday home in Spain.
The day after he had received his letter, he and his mother went down to the beach to do what people do at beaches, sit on the sand and dabble their feet in the water. They were at the water’s edge for barely ten minutes when his mother Elizabeth spotted a young child struggling beyond the break. She gave him her wand and her belongings and told him to stay put, she was going to help the child. She swam out but the waves had become too strong for both her and the young child and they drowned. Rooted to the spot Christian couldn’t move, he couldn’t even run for help. He stood in that spot wishing that the wand in his hand would work for him and bring his mother back. It didn’t. And it couldn’t.
He and his father returned to England from Spain, their housekeeper Yelena and her daughter Catalina followed. “Too look after you.” His father had said, but it was clear that after a year Yelena was there to look after more than just Christian. He attended his first year of Hogwarts determined to learn enough magic so that what happened to his mother would not happen to him. He decided, on that train ride to the castle that he would be as brave as her, he would try and make a difference to people, make their lives a little brighter. He ditched the pureblood ideals his father had taught him, just as his mother had done for that child.
His father was not impressed with the new and improved Christian which has led to their being a strain in their relationship, not to mention in his third year of Hogwarts not only did his father marry the Spanish housekeeper Yelena but her daughter Catalina started at Hogwarts, a constant reminder to the fact that his father could forget his mother so quickly, something he could not accept. Now in his sixth year at Hogwarts he is looking to make a future for himself.
[The "Real you"
Alias : Olivia (again)
Disposible time : Whenever
Site you on which you found us : Google
Sample RP: “Christian, you know I will always look after you. And now I can do it as your mother.” Her heavy Spanish accent and strong flowery perfume made Christian feel sick. He smiled at his new step-mother and began to walk away from the couple. He couldn’t bear to look at that woman in the white lace dress. He strode from the ballroom of his family’s manor and out into the dark garden. The cold air stung at his face and the snow crunched under his feet. He couldn’t believe his father. It had only been three years since his mother had died. He couldn’t be over her that quickly, could he?”
Christian stared up at the sky. It was cloudy, there were no stars in the sky. Nothing. He felt something cold and wet touch his hand and he jumped slightly. It was the nose of Cheeky, the English springer spaniel dog his mother had kept as her pet.
“You miss her too huh Cheeky?” He said ruffling the dog’s ears. He could feel a tear slip down his cheek, he wished he was more manly than this but at that moment he felt like the scared little boy back on the beach. He tried to push the feeling away from him but it wouldn’t leave. Cheeky leant against his leg as he stared out across the garden as if to say it was okay to feel that way because she did to. He began to laugh slightly, his hand resting on the dog’s head. Maybe his mother hadn’t left after all.
Christian stared up at the sky. It was cloudy, there were no stars in the sky. Nothing. He felt something cold and wet touch his hand and he jumped slightly. It was the nose of Cheeky, the English springer spaniel dog his mother had kept as her pet.
“You miss her too huh Cheeky?” He said ruffling the dog’s ears. He could feel a tear slip down his cheek, he wished he was more manly than this but at that moment he felt like the scared little boy back on the beach. He tried to push the feeling away from him but it wouldn’t leave. Cheeky leant against his leg as he stared out across the garden as if to say it was okay to feel that way because she did to. He began to laugh slightly, his hand resting on the dog’s head. Maybe his mother hadn’t left after all.
