Post by dylan on Dec 4, 2011 17:28:18 GMT 1
DYLAN BLAKE ENTWHISTLE
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”when you're down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing, nothing is going right
close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest night
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL
B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
NOW THAT'S EVIL. YEAH THANKS,
I AM THE DARK LORD[/color][/font]
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NICKNAMES: Dylan is fine and Dyl is okay by close friends and siblings
AGE: Eighteen
DATE OF BIRTH: December 24th
YEAR: Seventh
HOUSE: Ravenclaw
OCCUPATION: N/A
SEXUALITY: Straight[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK
IS THE UGLIEST GIRL IN
THE SCHOOL? HMM... OH,
BUCKBEAK, FOR SURE[/color][/font]
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EYE DETAILS: Light blue eyes in the shape of almonds and slightly small.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: Dylan stands at five feet and nine inches tall and weighs about 155 pounds.
FACE: A nice profound jaw-line fits with the rounded chin, small thin lips and a nice long nose. Both ears are gauged and sit close to his face.
STYLE: Typically anything, t-shirts, shorts, jeans, tight pants. Dylan will literally wear anything that is comfortable.
PLAYED BY: [/SIZE] Dougie Poynter
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[/color][/font]MAN, BACK WHEN I HAD A BODY,
OOH. I HAD MAD GAME
WITH THE BITCHES. JUST
ASK BELLATRIX LESTRANGE![/color][/font]
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- Dogs
- Reptiles
- Insects
- Nighttime
- Sleeping
- Music
- Dancing
- Potions
- Charms
- Reading
- Astronomy
LOATHES:
- Cats
- Clowns
- Flying
- Open, crowded spaces
- Chicken, as a food
- Ridicule
- Rude and Disrespectful People
- Fog
- Ice, Frost and the Cold
- Sleeping
- The though of death
BOGGART: Dylan is terrified of cats. Elurophobia makes it difficult for him to function around cats. He typically reacts by repeatedly tapping himself when they're near.
DEMENTOR: When Dylan was three was almost drowned. His father saved him but it had been a close call of death. He had been running around a pond before he had slipped along the bank and went into the water and was unable to swim at that point.
PATRONUS: Chameleon, When he first discovered his magic, he had been playing with his dog when it had jumped towards him and he wanted him to fly and sent his best friend flying at the time and crashing right through a window. It was a great time.
AMORENTIA:
- Freshly Cut Grass
- Chocolate
- Manure
VERITASERUM:
- Loves everyone no matter their personality or the way he acts towards them for social reasons.
- Dislikes that his sister is Slytherin and not in Ravenclaw. He would never tell anyone about such a thing.
STRENGTHS:
- Potions
- Charms
- Social encounters
WEAKNESSES:
- Astronomy
- Despite doing well, Dylan is a procrastinator
- History of Magic
PERSONALITY: Dylan is a kind, energetic young man. He likes to be friends with pretty much everyone. He can be quiet and self reserved sometimes when he is feeling down. It can be quite rare when he is not his energetic, talkative self. He likes to joke and play around often which truly makes Dylan who he is. Strike up a conversation with him and soon you can either become friends or enemies, some people just don't like Dylan's energy. Dylan is also fairly smart, and being a real people person he wants to work at St. Mungo's once he graduates to become a specialist Spell Damage Healer. He has worked hard since coming to Hogwarts to become a Healer, of which he's known he wanted to be since he was about the age of ten. Dylan sticks with his dreams and just tries his best in life.[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED
ENOUGH MONEY TO
BUY OUT NASA WHEN
THEIR PARENTS DIED[/color][/font]
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FATHER: Kevin Entwhistle, 40, Ministry, Order, Ravenclaw
SIBLINGS: ____ ____ Entwhistle, Sixteen, Sixth Year, Slytherin
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES: A Chameleon named Tricikalaplots
WEALTH STATUS: Middle Class
BIRTHPLACE: Cambridge, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Canterbury, England
HISTORY: Born the day before Christmas, Dylan was a month early and a wonderful Christmas surprise. He was born with bright blue eyes and slightly curly blonde hair. He kept a smile on his face almost all the time as a baby and only cried when he was truly hungry or was dirty. He was a quiet little baby and when it came to most things Dylan stayed quiet. He was born with Congenital insensitivity to pain or CIP. His parents did not know this at first and it was not truly discovered until he was two when he had fallen and hit his head with no cry. From that moment on they had to watch him carefully as if he would get injured there would be no sign of it. Luckily Dylan didn't do too much to end up hurt, minus a few burns and one broken leg, all which were easy to fix.
As Dylan grew up he had wanted to learn to fly and that was until he sat on his first broomstick and freaked out before even getting off the ground. Since that day he refused to fly. He hated everything to do with flying. When Dylan was ten he had an experience with his mother's wand and had backfired a spell with it causing his parents to take him to St. Mungo's which made him decide at that moment that he could be a Healer like the man who healed him. Dylan had spent more than just once at St. Mungo's because of his condition but it was this one experience that had given him the idea to become a Healer.
Once Dylan got to Hogwarts he was sorted into Ravenclaw of which he was pretty about. He had adjusted fairly easily to living away from home but he had to be extra careful on what he did. He didn't want to spend anytime in the Hospital Wing because of his condition. In fact he had kind of made himself the weird kid at first by checking his body over each night for any injuries that were serious. He still does it but now has learned to take the chance when he is in the bathroom and not the dormitory.
Dylan had gotten fairly good marks on his O.W.Ls with the exception of History of Magic and Astronomy. He only chose to go with Charms, Potions, Care of Magical Creatures, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Herbology and Transfiguration for his N.E.W.Ts level classes. And now while at Hogwarts he works hard each day and tries to make sure that his day is easy going and relaxed for his Seventh year.[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]EVERY TIME I LOOK AT
HER I GET THESE PAINS
IN MY CHEST AND I KNOW
ITS HER FAULT, THAT BITCH![/color][/font]
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AGE: 20
GENDER: Female
EXPERIENCE: about 8 years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Proboards Support
RP SAMPLE: Dylan had woken up early in the morning which was unusual for him, typically he slept as long as he could since he was up most of the night with his homework. He had rolled out of bed just as always and spent his average time in the bathroom with a shower and getting his hair ready. He always had to fix his hair and despite what it looks like during the day when he sees most people it is a absolute mess when it came to the hair. He had to apply enough gel to his hair to make sure it would sit up just right. He was always changing his hair styles and lately it had been longer.
He had to still put on actual clothes instead of the pajama bottoms that he was in. He put on a plaid long-sleeved shirt and jeans. The plaid shirt was light gray, dark gray and maroon, the jeans they were a simple dark blue. He slid on his black and blue vans and tied them up.
Once he was done getting ready Dylan had gotten together his bass guitar. He had just got a new one, a beautiful solid black bass with a maple colored neck. He had only gotten it a few days ago and was very happy with it. He truly couldn't wait to use it for a show or anything. He packed it into one of the soft cases he had since the hard cases proved more difficult to carry around school. He packed his lyric notebook as well. He was always having ideas for lyrics and notes so he had to carry his notebook around.
He walked downstairs made a bowl of maple sugar oatmeal to go and a hot chocolate and walked out to his jeep. The jeep was a customized older jeep and everything inside was new. It had once been a sun-damaged black jeep and now it was a beautiful candy apple red. The seats matched and were black and red bucket racing seats that were much more comfortable to sit in when driving. Everything from the motor to the mats that your feet stepped on were new in the car. He piled his bass and backpack into the back of the jeep and jumped into the front seat before turning on the car and driving off from his small house.
Once Dylan had pulled up to Kimball High and parked his car as close as he could get it. He lived close to the school so it was about a five minute drive but that was better than walking on mornings, especially in the winter. He got out and grabbed his bass guitar case and his bag and began walking towards the school.
He stopped by his locker and tossed his books in, or at least the books he wouldn't need which was his Sports Medicine and Intro to Woodworking books. He kept his AP English, Trig and Human Anatomy Honors books. He would be able to grab his last two between his main office period and the Sports Medicine class. He had AP English first but still had some time before going to class.
Once he was done with his locker he made his way to drop a bit of stuff off in his AP English class. As he was on his way he saw a girl he hadn't seen before. He heard a little foreign words come from her mouth, they were quiet so he wasn't sure exactly what they were. He paused and looked at her. She seemed frustrated and he had wondered if she was new. ”Hey, you okay?” he asked. Dylan liked to help out so he wanted to make sure she was okay and if she needed any help. ”Do you need any help? Haven't seen you before and this school can be a little confusing,” he asked her. He hoped there was some way he could help out the girl. [/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]HUFFLEPUFFS ARE
PARTICULARLY GOOD
FINDERS! WHAT THE
HELL IS A HUFFLEPUFF?[/color][/font]
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