profile✦ Name : John Ryan✦ Age : 15✦ Gender : Male✦ Birthday : 28/July/2016✦ Height : 165cm✦ Blood Status : Muggle Born
My Character (Note that my wand in this artwork is the wrong one, I changed it)
academic info✦ House : Stonehenge✦ Year : Year 11 | year 4(age 14 - 15) ✦ Pet : Scops Owl✦ Wand :
Sycamore wood with a phoenix feather core, 12 ½" and surprisingly swishy flexibility✦ Core classes : Defence against the Dark Arts, Potions✦ Elective classes : Apparition, Care of Magical Creatures✦ Extracurricular : Magical Theory
Personality information✦ Personality :
- Kind, intelligent and chill (not chill to the point of shaggy from scooby-doo chill).
- Only answers questions when the teachers prompt (like me in real life too)
- Makes A LOT of lame jokes (dad jokes, uncle jokes, you name it)
RELY ON FEELINGTACTICS:
TURBULENT✦ History : Although born to a muggle family, John always wondered why he felt the world differently compared to others. If he concentrated well enough, he could feel Earth rotating in an endless round, he could feel the vast boundless sky, he could feel every fissure and tremble of the ground. He always wondered to himself, "am I different?'. He had no one to talk to, or tell these feelings to, his mother had died when he was only two, and his father was nowhere to be seen. His aunt and uncle were the ones in charge of John, although they treated him as if he was invisible. One cold winter's day, John wandered through the forest near the back of his house, he noticed the area was warmer than usual, with a clear path of melted snow leading deep into the forest. He followed the path, it got warmer and warmer. It led him, to a clearing. In the clearing, was an Antipodean Opaleye, said to be one of the most beautiful dragons. Dark red gooey substances were oozing out from a deep gash on its abdomen, it was gravely injured, on the verge of dying. John immediately felt a strong sense of sorrow and sadness. Then All of a sudden, a blinding flash of light erupted from the dragon's stomach, it was healed. In his grief and sorrow, John had uncontrollably healed the dragon. At once, the dragon blew a vivid red flame into the sky, then took off with a deafening roar, as if he was trying to tell John "thank you". Confused and really hot, John made his was back home. That night, he heard a tapping on his window, an owl. The brown owl had a letter on his beak, it dropped it on the window sill. John took the letter, then opened it...
✦ Family: Muggles, not much of a background for this one.
✦ Likes and Dislikes
Likes: Video Games, food, company, friends
Dislikes: Too much homework, jerks, Divination ✦ Trivia
N.I.L✦ RP Method: Skype✦ Relationships : None...so far ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)