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Title: I Can Has?
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Zwitterion - May 2, 2010 06:16 PM (GMT)
ABOUT ME


Alias: Ewan, Zwitterion (depending on the place)
Age:  18
Gender: Male

Personality: Well, this is actually kind of weird for me to write. I feel like I'm making a character based on myself! x) Well, anyway. I'm friendly, I'm always willing to chat and I love writing. I'd love to find someone who's interested in all sorts of plots, and I'm particularly interested in plotting about magical theory, writing and also politics (in the context of the HP world, although real-world politics is interesting too). I love learning, and I also like a very wide range of artists and musicians. Genres include power metal, altrock, dance music, pop, powerpop, britpop, country... I like pretty much everything.

About Me: Like I said above, I'm eighteen, interested in politics and writing. I also really love science, with biology being my particular interest. I'm a fan of languages (in fact I intend to study French at university [along with biology <and did I mention that I absolutely love proper nesting?>]), too. My favourite book is probably The Ancestor's Tale by Richard Dawkins, although his latest might be eclipsing that one. Another book I really enjoyed was Anathem by Neal Stephenson. Utterly gripping. I'm writing a Victorian Britain-inspired steampunkish fantasy novel at the moment, which for some reason slides into a bit of Lovecraftian horror towards the end.

Do you like to use messengers? Not for roleplaying, although I do use Windows Live Messenger and Skype for non-RP purposes!

How long have you been roleplaying? I think it's about seven years, roughly.

What boards have you played on in the past? Many, although most are now defunct. I've also roleplayed using IRC. Currently I'm a member of Iron Butterfly, which is a Greek mythology inspired mafia RP and I run Stonewall Institute, a post-Potter RP.

ABOUT ROLEPLAYING


How often do you generally post?: I post pretty much daily, although that can stretch to 'once every three days' if I get very busy.

How much do you generally post? It varies depending on the person and the post. I typically get 250 to 450 words, although I have made posts into the 800+ range in the past.

Do you like to write in 1st person or 3rd person? Always third person.

Who are your favorite PB's? I don't really have any, although I have reused Larissa Meek a few times now.

What PB's do you hate? None, really, although Disney PBs can get to be annoying after a while.

What type of characters do you like to play? It varies depending on the game. One of my current characters is just a fifteen year old wizard who's gay and kind of all teenagery (we've all been there!), and another is a kind of unstable headmistress ex-criminal who's writing a book on transfiguration. Another of my current characters is the god Dionysus who is currently possessing the body of a mortal man and, at the same time, working for the Irish mafia (which is run by Hades).

What are your favorite genres? I typically only play HP, although if something arouses my interest I will venture outside. I've recently joined an RL site (that sadly died :() and like I mentioned already, I'm a member of a Greek mythology-inspired mafia game. 'Fantasy', I guess?

What genres do you hate? I can't think of anything I actively dislike.

What rating of a board do you like to play on? PG-13+
How do you feel about writing out graphic scenes such as violence, drug use, and sex? I can deal with violence and drug use, but I'm not sure how well I could write a sex scene.

What type of plots do you like? I'm up for anything here, really. I'll play out enemies, I'll play out vast, epic loves spanning decades – whatever, as long as it impacts my character in some way.

What type of plots do you dislike? I've yet to come across one I've disliked, really.

What are some plots that you'd like to play out with someone? Well, I currently have five characters. Three of them I'm pretty happy with as they are, but for two I'd quite like to play out certain scenarios. For one character, Angela Gladstone, I have two ideas:

1)Angela has lots of friends. She's a social butterfly obsessed with one day becoming Minister for Magic. She's also got lots of enemies. I was thinking that perhaps someone she doesn't get on with at all could perhaps become her friend or love interest after a while of love/hate interactions?
2)Angela has a keen political mind and is dead set on becoming a politician. I was thinking that perhaps she could have a friend (or perhaps not 'friend' but 'rival') with different politics. I think it could be quite interesting to see the interaction between two people with similar interests but different politics and opinions.

I'm mostly looking for someone to play with Angela, but I'm open to playing with any of my characters if anyone's interested. I think I'm honestly more interested in the latter of my two ideas, although on reflection they could kind of merge into one thing.

Are you willing to join a new board with someone? I'd really rather not, because I'm running my own game and I'm already a member at another place.
Are you interested in creating a new board with someone? See above.
What board skills do you have? I can kind of maybe skin things? My CSS is basic but it got the job done.
What board software/host do you prefer? I'm open, although I dislike proboards.
Are you willing to roleplay over messengers? No.

SAMPLES


CHARACTER SAMPLES
CHARACTER ONE


Name: Angela May Gladstone
Age: Sixteen
Playby: Camilla Belle
General Personality: The following is lifted directly from her profile:

Angela is a tough cookie who is completely and utterly unafraid of doing exactly what needs to be done to achieve her purpose. This has led her to being somewhat ethically flexible, and since transferring to Stonewall she has adopted a kind of 'the end justifies the means' attitude. This has concerned her parents who have always tried to teach her to do the right thing. This has resulted in her current hate-hate situation with ______ Mayfair, _____ Li and _____ Quinn. She stepped over the three of them to assert herself as the Queen of her year group, and it is something that they have never quite forgiven.

Due to her friendly and out-going nature, Angela has managed to amass quite the friendship group, although it resembles something more of a 'hive' than a 'friendship group' with Angela seated at its head as the queen bee. She is manipulative and too-charming, and she is quick to defend what she sees as an attack on her position. Her outwardly friendly persona is mostly a mask, and her main enjoyment in social interaction is establishing herself at the head of any group she comes across. Her manner is a typically masculine one: she interrupts others often, dominates conversation and is confident and assertive. She uses her wit to put others down and is unconcerned with their feelings.

Angela is a very intelligent girl, and she really loves books and learning and knowledge. It was the reason she was Sorted into both Wentworth and Ravenclaw, and it remains important to her. She is more than a pretty face, and she wants people to know it. She knows what to say and when to say it and can spin a situation in her own favour. She is above all a consummate politician – image-obsessed, canny and rarely truthful.
General History: Angela's past is kind of run-of-the-mill and not very interesting. She had a very pleasant but totally ordinary life before learning that she was a witch – she went to school, she had friends and she was generally a happy little girl. Her parents were fairly well-off and so money was never really an issue. Her life became far more interesting when she received her Hogwarts letter, however. She was Sorted into Ravenclaw, which was unsurprising given her love of learning and books.

It quickly became apparent that Angela was something of a social butterfly. She made many friends and made them very quickly, but her sarcastic and biting wit made enemies out of her victims. Her life was changed just prior to her third year, when her mother accepted a new job in Canada and the whole family was uprooted.

Angela considers this particular event to be highly traumatic and refused to speak to her parents for a month after the event. She was enrolled into Stonewall upon moving, and after a while she became used to the idea. The Sorting Orb Sorted Angela into Wentworth. She was pleased to learn that Wentworth was somewhat like Ravenclaw, at least in that they valued intelligence, and was incredibly glad when she found that the House valued charisma – as a budding socialite she had buckets of the stuff.

It wasn't all gumdrops and roses, though, because in order to get to the top she had to stamp on several of her peers – Mayfair, Li and Quinn in particular are fifth years she humiliated to assert herself as someone dangerous.
How long have you had this character? Three days, give or take, although the idea has been rolling around my head since February.

CHARACTER TWO


Name: Elizabeth Jane Darling
Age: 37
Playby: Larissa Meek
General Personality: This is lifted from her profile:

Elizabeth is a polite, hard-working woman of a charming disposition. At least, that’s the image she presents to anyone important: her parents, old school friends, Ministry officials and the like. In truth she is a complete terror: she is demanding and impatient and has a sense of entitlement that could hardly be rivalled.

Elizabeth is a rebel at heart and she doesn’t want anything that her parents wanted for her: Cambridge education, perhaps a part-time job to occupy her time when her darling husband and children were at work and school respectively and a boring, mundane existence as a muggle housewife. She is a risk-taker but, at the same time, she thinks things through beforehand. She is often bemused at the fact she is the headmistress of a failing school but circumstances are circumstances.

Liz has a strong thrill-seeking streak and she is something of a control freak – which can be dismaying, at times, since the very thrill she seeks is often completely out of her control.

Liz is commanding and confident with a sparkling personality and a morbid sense of humour and is a woman who has a love of travel – as her almost endless globe-trotting shows.

She has a wish, however, for an easier life – travel without business, conversation without business and even sex without business.

She is a strong believer in independence, and whenever she presents a new topic to her students she makes them practise along before she offers any help. She is not unnecessarily harsh or cruel, but she is a stern task-master who only wants to see the best from her students.
General History: Elizabeth was born to Alistair Charles Darling and his lovely wife, Charlotte Marie Darling in 1975. As a pair of Sloanes, Liz’s parents expected her, of course, to attend a good, public boarding school to graduate with average to good A-level results and then attend Cambridge or another prestigious institution.

Their dreams were dashed just weeks before Elizabeth’s twelfth birthday where she received a letter – borne by owl, no less – claiming that she had somehow been born with magical powers and that she was a witch.

It didn’t go over very well with Mr and Mrs Darling, who wanted their Darling daughter to become something of a Sloane Ranger such as themselves. Still, after the whole issue was smoothed over by a liaison from the school – which was, the Darlings soon found out, considered one of the best in the world – they were receptive to, if not delighted with, the idea of their daughter attending Hogwarts and training her magic.

Elizabeth was Sorted into Slytherin due to her ambitious streak and ruthless cunning and she passed through school with little difficulty, receiving straight Os in both her OWLs and her NEWTs due to her ambition to be the best, to be seen.

During the beginning of her career at Hogwarts she found that some of the Pureblooded Slytherins in her year looked down upon her because of her muggle ancestry. As she progressed through the school this became less of an issue because of her ability to smuggle liquor and marijuana into the school. Her illegal activities passed under the radar of the professors because of her polite, hard-working and charming demeanour whilst in their collective presence – she was careful not to step a toe out of line, and this set the scene for much of her future.

Upon graduation it was expected that she would join the Ministry as an Unspeakable but, to everyone’s surprise (including her parents’, who assumed that she would still attend Cambridge as they planned) she did apparently nothing with her life, preferring to travel the world using her parents’ money. However, unbeknownst to her parents, Liz was living under the tutelage of Anton, a Russian drug lord responsible for much of Britain's supply of doxy powder.

An incident in Colombia shook her confidence somewhat, but after dispatching of the men involved using creative and inspired transfigurations, she felt able to continue with running the American branch of Anton's operation.

Liz found herself staying more and more in the town of Stonewall, Canada. She was courted by the headmaster of the local school and, after a while, she was offered the job of teaching transfiguration at the ailing school. She took the job, mostly to satisfy her own curiosity about teaching and to give herself a legitimate job if anyone should ask about what she did. Her parents were thrilled, because for about a year they hadn't been sending her any money. This occurred in 1994.

At age 19, Liz decided to cut back her criminal activities to mostly during the summer; Anton was somewhat displeased but accepted her decision, provided that she would continue to work for him in a diminished capacity. Liz made quick enemies with Sunflower Makepeace, another new teacher at the school.

Liz's 'extra-curricular' work for Anton kept her busy for about six years, until she decided to remove herself almost entirely from the 'game'. Anton was surprisingly good about it, and Liz continues to visit him during the summers to this day, as well as providing occasional work.

In 2006 Liz was made headmistress, only because the other professors had no desire to take the post. She made fast friends with Isidora Fee upon Izzy's appointment as the defence against the dark arts professor, and it is a friendship that has only gotten stronger with age.
How long have you had this character? Since 2007, although in this particular form she's only existed since February. She's been a successful criminal overlord before, as well as a Muggleborn accountant who was never allowed to discover her magical powers until she was thrown into a situation where her magic came to the fore.

POST SAMPLES

POST ONE


In this scene, Angela is answering her teacher, Elizabeth Darling's, question, and also asking about her boots. It highlights a contrast in Angela's personality: on the one hand she is an intelligent young woman who wants to go into politics, but on the other hand she's a teenage girl really into fashion. The thread itself is a transfiguration lesson on conjuring charms. 358 words.

QUOTE
Angela had been listening to the goings-on of the lesson, naturally. It just wasn't possible to slack off in transfiguration because Professor Darling had the horrible habit of mentioning something wickedly important in passing, and if you hadn't paid attention during the lesson you might fail a test or be given some sort of really bad grade.

She didn't mind, particularly. It kept her on her toes, and thinking of toes, the Headmistress's boots were fabulous, really. They smacked of authority and power, and the sound they made when they hit the floor was just delicious, and Angela definitely wanted them.

She couldn't, however, see a chance to ask about them, because to stick her hand up and ask would probably get her a detention. No, this would have to be done correctly and with flair, or otherwise she would find herself in trouble.

And if there was one thing that Angela Gladstone did not like, that one thing was trouble. It was a mess, really, and no good ever came from it. Angela liked things to be practical and orderly, and drama? Drama and mess had no place in her world.

She had known the answer to both of the previous questions (because it was simple, gosh, if anyone couldn't answer them what were they even doing at Stonewall?) but she hadn't wanted to stand out so soon in a lesson. There was a time and a place for it, and it was just her luck that that time had come now.

A question had been asked and whoever answered it correctly would demonstrate advanced knowledge and endear themselves to the headmistress; Angela was ready.

"Food is one of the Five Exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, Professor Darling," said Angela primly, her Brighton accent coming across strongly. "It cannot be conjured or transfigured, and if it isn't too much to ask, where did you get those boots? They're stunning," she said.

She had a generally good relationship with the headmistress and she felt the question wouldn't go over too badly, since she was in a good mood and Angela had, after all, complimented her boots.


POST TWO


This follows directly after the previous example, but is Elizabeth Darling's reply. 470

QUOTE
Elizabeth had been teaching Angela Gladstone since the girl's third year so she was by that time incredibly used to the girl. She appeared vacuous and self-obsessed, but there was actually a keen intellectual mind hidden beneath the surface. She reminded Liz of herself, actually, which was probably the only reason she tolerated the girl's impertinent deviations from the lesson.

And, really, her boots were ridiculously attractive, so she could hardly blame the girl for asking about them. They were a testament to Muggle fashion and were expertly crafted, and had cost a pretty penny, too. Angela had been correct, too; but then, Liz thought wryly, she wouldn't have dared ask the question in the first place had she been unsure of how correct she was. Manipulative little b****, Angela Gladstone, but a manipulative little b**** after Liz's own heart.

Liz was also very glad she had been given an opportunity to talk about Gamp's Law, too, so she was in a very good mood after hearing Angela's answer. She briefly checked behind her to see that the snake was still being obedient, and of course it was. It was currently hissing at one of the girls, so Liz decided to leave the darling creature to its work. It's what she had created it for, after all.

"Ten point to Wentworth House," said Liz, "for a correct answer and truly impeccable taste. Gladstone is quite right: food is one of the Exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration. It is in fact the First of the Five Principal Exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration, which states that 'Via the direction of magic, any conceivable item can be created, save the Five Principal Exceptions'.

Another of these Exceptions is love; love cannot be created or destroyed, not through transfiguration or conjuration or potions or even the Imperius Curse."


Liz decided that she had by that point lectured her students enough, and so she set them some questions to do.

"Turn to page 183 of your textbooks and look at the equations there. Use the equation for calculating the rate of decay of a conjured object given certain assumptions to complete these ten problems." She turned and waved her wand at the board, which revealed ten painfully complicated questions all designed to use the equation: d = (pf)/time, where d was the rate of decay and pf was magical power multiplied by focus, divided by the time it took for the decay to occur. The answer to that would give the rate of decay measured in Higginbooms.

"And by the way, Gladstone -- the boots are from a Muggle boutiue in Toronto", said Liz in passing as she strode back to her desk. Like a puppy, the snake followed her back, and she spent some time coaxing it into her lap.


POST THREE


This is Angela seeking solitude. It illustrates the more serious, political side of her (in contrast to what was provided by the first example). 370 words.

QUOTE
Sometimes -- and only sometimes, mind -- Angela Gladstone felt an intense, often overwhelming desire to be alone. It wasn't as if she didn't absolutely love the life of a budding politician because she did. The drama, the intrigue and the constant politicking were like heroin to her, and she didn't know if she could ever be one of the unknowns, and she knew that she would never settle for being a part of the unwashed masses.

But sometimes she wanted to get away from her friends, her allies and her enemies. So that was why she was in an empty classroom on the first floor. It was a Saturday so there was hardly anyone about, and this classroom was unused anyway. From the faded posters on the walls, and the dusty bookscases at the back of the class, she thought it was the old literature classroom. It probably wasn't going to move anywhere, either, but even if it did, it didn't matter because she just wanted to be alone with her mind.

And a good book, but she still couldn't escape the feeling that an ipod would be marvellous. A witch though she was (and a good one!), she enjoyed all the Muggle things that made being a Muggle fun. Computers, the Internet, music... all were things that Muggles had and were better at than wizards, whose culture had stagnated for hundreds of years.

Quills and parchment, honestly? Hand-written newspapers (admittedly replicated magically)? Stuck in the past unnecessarily, because many Muggle inventions would work in highly magical settings. She had a vague idea of running on some kind of 'stop cultural stagnation!' platform one day. She had no doubt, of course, that she was going to be Minister one day, either of Canada or Britain. It didn't matter to her, really.

She sat herself down against the wall, having first spread a blanket across the floor, and opened up her book. It was a critical analysis of the Canadian Ministry and its policies, and was written by a very intelligent and thought-provoking Muggleborn. Naturally -- the Muggleborns were the driving force behind most contemporary progress in the magical world, and Angela was determined to be counted among the elite.


POST FOUR


Dionysus went to the park just to kind of sit around and watch the world go by. He started talking to a nymph in the body of a human woman (although neither know the other is divine in nature). This post is in reply to the nymph's, who has started to suspect that he is a god. 414 words.

QUOTE
Dionysus found himself smiling at her suggestion that he was a Greek tourist. He supposed that he was one of those, in a way; were the Olympians even Greeks, anyway? Probably not, they were Olympians. Some of them. ... maybe he was Greek. He decided he would ask Hades about it later, because Hades would probably know.

"I suppose I am, in a way!" he said, not really thinking about the consequences of doing so; ever capricious, Dionysus jumped into things head-first and whole-heartedly without really thinking them through. Hades would probably shout at him later, if he even found out about it at all.

Of course, Adelina could have taken that particular statement to mean anything, and to be in response to anything she had said. Dionysus didn't really care, at that point, because he was growing bored with all the pretending. He wasn't Michael Sullivan! The man already intruded in his head, and Dionysus was of the firm belief that dead mortals should remain dead, and not take up residence in someone else's head.

...even if that head used to be theirs. There was no excuse.

He tried to look Adelina in the eyes again, then, since he could see she was going through a whole spectrum of emotions and he didn't really want her to be feeling anything other than an overwhelming, all-consuming desire to know him in, ah, what was the term? The Biblical sense, that was it.

Although something she said triggered a response in his head. Contrary to popular belief, he was not stupid. He was impulsive, rash, often love-sick and an absolute riot at a party, but he wasn't stupid. She might have thought him a what? A god?

Well, this certainly made the game more interesting. Perhaps infinitely so, although maybe not because infinity was a rather big thing and Dionysus honestly didn't think anyone could comprehend it fully without being infinite himself, and nobody was infinite.

Except maybe the personification of the universe, but he didn't think there was one of those anyway, and how could something infinite fit inside something else that was infinite? Was the universe even infinite? ... Hades might know.

Dionysus smiled warmly at Adelina, in that kind of silly, cheery way that was friendly but not too forward. Hopefully he hadn't scared her off, and if she was something divine... well, godsex was better than sex with mortals.

"Is it nothing?" he said, his head tilted slightly to the left.


POST FIVE


This character from this scene is quite odd. Basically, she was waiting for her lesson to start and got carried away dancing to a music no one else can quite hear. 623 words.

QUOTE
Sunflower Makepeace had been dancing – slowly – in the hot, humid confines of Greenhouse 3 for some time, and was completely oblivious to the students filtering in around her, lost as she was in the Music of Life.

It happened, sometimes, and she was unable to control it: she heard the Song and just had to dance to it. She had learnt to open her ears to the song that flowed and coursed through everything a long time ago at her first song-circle in Slovenia, and she had never shut herself off since.

It was important to be connected to the living, singing magic that made the world special. Those who were closed off left themselves in danger, and ended up like Isidora and Elizabeth: one was too bitter and paranoid to enjoy anything, and the other was too materialistic and driven to appreciate what she had.

It was, on the whole, sad that people didn't see and feel and enjoy the music she could always feel. She was never alone, never frightened, because she had the constant reassurance of the primordial song at her side.

Always.

Although—although sometimes it was a shade inconvenient, hearing the song constantly, because she suddenly became aware that she had a class to teach, and that her students had already arrived. Which was silly, because they were all early...!

Except, as a quick tempus informted her, they were all on time. Probably, anyway, but it wouldn't matter if anyone was late because sometimes, sometimes things like that happened, and who really minded?

Rarely was it crucial to be at a particular place at a particular time, and the ability to be fluid and flexible and understanding with your time was undervalued. But not by Sunny, because Sunny was a firm believer that things did not have to be rigid.

It took her a few more moments to realise that she was still dancing, but she didn't allow it to concern her in the least. Instead, she danced her way to a position in front of all the students and conjured a chair for herself. It would, of course, disappear after the lesson (and conjured objects were wont to do so, for reasons Elizabeth had told her once but she had forgotten), but for now it suited her purposes.

“Hello, students!” she said, sitting down elegantly on the chair, her skirts arranged nearly around her. “Today we are studying herbology, but it is silly to limit oneself to one thing, isn't it? So, instead, I propose that we study the world! Yes, that seems better to me...” she said, trailing off slightly, distracted by a change in the rhythm of the music.

“Tomorrow, of course, we might be studying something else – one never knows – but for today, we shall study the world. The world is very important, of course... But, for now, what is of the most importance to you, you young, beautiful souls, are your OWLs.

I shall not spend too long talking about the OWLs because it upsets me to see knowledge used in such a manner, but it is too important to ignore. Your OWLs are very important, although I will be proud of each and every one of you no matter your 'grade' – because what is a grade, other than an arbitrary letter which does not tell us much of anything?

I am afraid I shall have to set you some very vigorous tasks this year, and there shall be essays.”


She paused again.

”And I am very sorry for the heat in here; it is simply unavoidable. But such is life! Does anyone have a question?”

She sat back serenely, all placid smiles and joy.


FINAL STATEMENT


How do you want to be contacted? PM here, and then via WLM or Skype after that. Or possibly a reply in this thread!

Anything else? Nothing, really. I think I covered it all.

Zwitterion - May 9, 2010 04:59 PM (GMT)
I'm still looking for a partner! Like I said, I'm primarily interested in the Angela Gladstone character, but any of my five characters would be good, too!

Zwitterion - June 13, 2010 12:58 PM (GMT)
I'm definitely looking for someone who's interested in some RP! If you want I can give you details on all of my characters, just ask!



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