Post by Aesir MacLeod on Oct 30, 2007 11:26:34 GMT -5
Character Name:
Aesir MacLeod (pronounced Azer McCloud)
Character Age:
25 years old
Wand:
Willow, 8 inches, gryphon heartstring core
Pet (if any):
-
Where did you attend school?
Home schooled
What House were you in (If applicable)?
-
Family History (Go into detail, if possible):
Born in Scotland, Aesir grew up the second oldest in a family of five children. His father, Kenneth, was one of the men in charge of one of the businesses producing the brooms for the major league quidditch matches and allowed his family to live in the lap of upper-middle class luxury.
It wasn't until the years of Voldermort's return his family began to crumble. Kenneth, and Aesir's older brother, Erroll, were both working as Death Eaters. His father began shipping some for the best brooms to the followers of the Dark Lord in order for them to find Potter with more ease, and to be in Voldermort's good graces for assisting him. Erroll joined because he wanted to make a name for himself, to be distinguished from the rest of his muggle mother and sisters, and his squib brother.
When Voldermort fell, his brother went into hiding and his father was arrested by Aurors soon after, leaving Aesir to take care of his father's business. The vice president, Gordon MucCullough, took over, promising Aesir a position in the company when he was old enough.
Since Aesir was a Squib without any wizarding ties, Gordon took Aesir under his wing. He managed to get home schooled while his mother was at work, and allowed Aesir to fly some of the models that were being produced. To his surprise, Aesir proved a natural ace when it came to flying. At the age of sixteen, he was accepted into the company and helped in the Reasearch and Developement department.
After flying several new models, the company's value was restored and unforunately, was taken over by another company, replacing the president of the company with a blockhead American. Aesir was soon fired after he refused to develope some cheaper, lower quality mass market brooms and found himself working soon after as a a referee in the major league quidditch games for several years.
Yet again, he found himself fired after accidentally being caught having an affair with one of the Quidditch player's. The embarrasing story was not made public, but only so long as he was fired.
So, with his curiousity getting the best of him, he decided to make an application to Hogwarts. He decided to find out what the place so many wizards mocked him for never going to was all about.
Physical Description:
Aesir is a very handsome man, with a fiery red hair, soft brown eyes and a devilish smile. He's of average height, but with a sprinter's build.
Personality Description: (Go into detail, if possible)
Some say he's an arrogant, self centered, womanizing, brash flight jock with a ego big enough to choke a dragon. Aesir usually laughs and condescendingly responds "Oh, you're so cute when your jealous."
He can also be dedicated, persistent, and professional. Mostly when it concerns flying though.
He is usually a rather likeable jokester, prone to bouts of occasional arrogant boasts, but has the heart in the right place.
But woe betide anyone who every makes fun of someone because they aren't as magically adept as others. Especially if people make fun of squibs.
Strengths:
Expert flyer, extremely dexterous and fast, quick reflexes and a rather intelligent person (although one would never really think it so)
Weaknesses:
He's a squib, can have a temper concerning bullies (especially when squibs are involved), has a weakness for women.
Why would you like to teach at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
"Because, I'm the best there is out there and I wouldn't mind teachin' wee kids on how to fly stick. Ye'll hardly find anyone out there with the credentials I have. It's up to you to decided wether ye'd like Hogwarts ter have the finest Flight 'structor round. Otherwise, I hear Beauxbatons is hiring..."
What would you like to teach?
Flying
Have you had any prior experience (In character, and on other sites)?
"Well, I done work on the Reasearch team as a test flyer for the Cumulo Nimbus Co. and helped design the Sparrowhawk, Lightning Bolt 250, the Sunbeam, and the Moonshadow. I'm also licensed to fly and teach with all the brooms up to date and I've also spent some time as a Major League Quidditch referee. I've been flying all me life, and it's what I do best. I guarantee, ye ain't ever gonna find a soul better at flying than I am. And I wouldn't mind imparting some of my know how to students."
Please give us an example RP:
Head notwest for 10 klicks until ye reach the river, follow it up a few more klicks until ye crest the hills...
The wind whipped his short cloak and hair around furiously as his broom zoomed along close to the ground at a breakneck speed. His knuckle gloved hands held tightly to the wood as his body gently nudged it along, weaving through trees like a sewing needle.
He sped a little lower to the ground, realizing he would hit branches soon if he continued his current flight path and finally broke through the tree line. The large rocky hill before him obstructed the view of what was beyond it and so he flew to the crest. Quickly, he pulled the broom left and brought himself to a rapid halt.
He could only let out one long whistle as he pulled his goggles up.
"That's impressive." he muttered to himself. His broad toothy grin surfaced onto his face as he placed his goggles back down, and let out a laugh of sheer joy and excitement at see Hogwarts castle at last.
Without a moment to lose, he lowered himself onto his broom once again, and sped across the surface of the lake.
This is gonna be fun.
Aesir MacLeod (pronounced Azer McCloud)
Character Age:
25 years old
Wand:
Willow, 8 inches, gryphon heartstring core
Pet (if any):
-
Where did you attend school?
Home schooled
What House were you in (If applicable)?
-
Family History (Go into detail, if possible):
Born in Scotland, Aesir grew up the second oldest in a family of five children. His father, Kenneth, was one of the men in charge of one of the businesses producing the brooms for the major league quidditch matches and allowed his family to live in the lap of upper-middle class luxury.
It wasn't until the years of Voldermort's return his family began to crumble. Kenneth, and Aesir's older brother, Erroll, were both working as Death Eaters. His father began shipping some for the best brooms to the followers of the Dark Lord in order for them to find Potter with more ease, and to be in Voldermort's good graces for assisting him. Erroll joined because he wanted to make a name for himself, to be distinguished from the rest of his muggle mother and sisters, and his squib brother.
When Voldermort fell, his brother went into hiding and his father was arrested by Aurors soon after, leaving Aesir to take care of his father's business. The vice president, Gordon MucCullough, took over, promising Aesir a position in the company when he was old enough.
Since Aesir was a Squib without any wizarding ties, Gordon took Aesir under his wing. He managed to get home schooled while his mother was at work, and allowed Aesir to fly some of the models that were being produced. To his surprise, Aesir proved a natural ace when it came to flying. At the age of sixteen, he was accepted into the company and helped in the Reasearch and Developement department.
After flying several new models, the company's value was restored and unforunately, was taken over by another company, replacing the president of the company with a blockhead American. Aesir was soon fired after he refused to develope some cheaper, lower quality mass market brooms and found himself working soon after as a a referee in the major league quidditch games for several years.
Yet again, he found himself fired after accidentally being caught having an affair with one of the Quidditch player's. The embarrasing story was not made public, but only so long as he was fired.
So, with his curiousity getting the best of him, he decided to make an application to Hogwarts. He decided to find out what the place so many wizards mocked him for never going to was all about.
Physical Description:
Aesir is a very handsome man, with a fiery red hair, soft brown eyes and a devilish smile. He's of average height, but with a sprinter's build.
Personality Description: (Go into detail, if possible)
Some say he's an arrogant, self centered, womanizing, brash flight jock with a ego big enough to choke a dragon. Aesir usually laughs and condescendingly responds "Oh, you're so cute when your jealous."
He can also be dedicated, persistent, and professional. Mostly when it concerns flying though.
He is usually a rather likeable jokester, prone to bouts of occasional arrogant boasts, but has the heart in the right place.
But woe betide anyone who every makes fun of someone because they aren't as magically adept as others. Especially if people make fun of squibs.
Strengths:
Expert flyer, extremely dexterous and fast, quick reflexes and a rather intelligent person (although one would never really think it so)
Weaknesses:
He's a squib, can have a temper concerning bullies (especially when squibs are involved), has a weakness for women.
Why would you like to teach at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
"Because, I'm the best there is out there and I wouldn't mind teachin' wee kids on how to fly stick. Ye'll hardly find anyone out there with the credentials I have. It's up to you to decided wether ye'd like Hogwarts ter have the finest Flight 'structor round. Otherwise, I hear Beauxbatons is hiring..."
What would you like to teach?
Flying
Have you had any prior experience (In character, and on other sites)?
"Well, I done work on the Reasearch team as a test flyer for the Cumulo Nimbus Co. and helped design the Sparrowhawk, Lightning Bolt 250, the Sunbeam, and the Moonshadow. I'm also licensed to fly and teach with all the brooms up to date and I've also spent some time as a Major League Quidditch referee. I've been flying all me life, and it's what I do best. I guarantee, ye ain't ever gonna find a soul better at flying than I am. And I wouldn't mind imparting some of my know how to students."
Please give us an example RP:
Head notwest for 10 klicks until ye reach the river, follow it up a few more klicks until ye crest the hills...
The wind whipped his short cloak and hair around furiously as his broom zoomed along close to the ground at a breakneck speed. His knuckle gloved hands held tightly to the wood as his body gently nudged it along, weaving through trees like a sewing needle.
He sped a little lower to the ground, realizing he would hit branches soon if he continued his current flight path and finally broke through the tree line. The large rocky hill before him obstructed the view of what was beyond it and so he flew to the crest. Quickly, he pulled the broom left and brought himself to a rapid halt.
He could only let out one long whistle as he pulled his goggles up.
"That's impressive." he muttered to himself. His broad toothy grin surfaced onto his face as he placed his goggles back down, and let out a laugh of sheer joy and excitement at see Hogwarts castle at last.
Without a moment to lose, he lowered himself onto his broom once again, and sped across the surface of the lake.
This is gonna be fun.
