Post by Damien Monroe on Dec 22, 2005 13:24:46 GMT -5
Character Name: Damien Monroe.
Year At Hogwarts: 7th.
Least Favorite House: Gryffindor.
What would a typical day in your character's life be like? Well let's see here. Can we go with a weekend day? I'm going to go with a weekend day. He'd probably wake up at about 1:30...due to excessive partying and drinking the night before. After he manages to finally get out of bed, he spends another 30 minutes spiking up his hair and then has an enjoyable breakfast of eclairs and whatever just so happens to be around him at the time. He'd then spend the rest of his day ignoring his endless piles of homework, running away from his fan girls, drinking sherry and eating even more eclairs to calm his nerves, going out to the club or local bar to get drunk and pick up the ladies. Then you can only imagine what happens next.
Describe your character in 7 words or less: Funny, deceiving, usually unreliable, cunning, drunk, likes to hex others for fun.
A SHORT sample of your RPING (No more than 2 paragraphs please): Damien smirked to himself as he made his way out to the lake and the spot that he had arranged to meet Ridley at. It was one of those days when he had been sitting around the common room, bored as all hell, and different thoughts of what to do to people came wandering in his mind. Now the question was...he was going to be his first victim? Many names began flowing through his mind as he thought about everyone he knew. He couldn't do anything to Kraylons because she was gone for the day. Caulfield was out of the question too...he was out somewhere getting smashed again. Trescott and Sonnet had gone out shopping and he refused to do that. Then it hit him. Ridley would be the perfect person.
As soon as he decided on her, he sent her a post asking him to meet him at the lake and bring him a box of his beloved eclairs. He didn't tell her what it was for though because that would ruin the surprise and Damien hated ruined surprises.
He finally approached the spot and looked around. Good. She wasn't there yet. Making his way behind a tree, Damien hid in a perfect spot where he couldn't be seen unless you walked right in front of him. Now all he had to do was wait for her to get here....
Important word from rules: Serpensortia.
Year At Hogwarts: 7th.
Least Favorite House: Gryffindor.
What would a typical day in your character's life be like? Well let's see here. Can we go with a weekend day? I'm going to go with a weekend day. He'd probably wake up at about 1:30...due to excessive partying and drinking the night before. After he manages to finally get out of bed, he spends another 30 minutes spiking up his hair and then has an enjoyable breakfast of eclairs and whatever just so happens to be around him at the time. He'd then spend the rest of his day ignoring his endless piles of homework, running away from his fan girls, drinking sherry and eating even more eclairs to calm his nerves, going out to the club or local bar to get drunk and pick up the ladies. Then you can only imagine what happens next.
Describe your character in 7 words or less: Funny, deceiving, usually unreliable, cunning, drunk, likes to hex others for fun.
A SHORT sample of your RPING (No more than 2 paragraphs please): Damien smirked to himself as he made his way out to the lake and the spot that he had arranged to meet Ridley at. It was one of those days when he had been sitting around the common room, bored as all hell, and different thoughts of what to do to people came wandering in his mind. Now the question was...he was going to be his first victim? Many names began flowing through his mind as he thought about everyone he knew. He couldn't do anything to Kraylons because she was gone for the day. Caulfield was out of the question too...he was out somewhere getting smashed again. Trescott and Sonnet had gone out shopping and he refused to do that. Then it hit him. Ridley would be the perfect person.
As soon as he decided on her, he sent her a post asking him to meet him at the lake and bring him a box of his beloved eclairs. He didn't tell her what it was for though because that would ruin the surprise and Damien hated ruined surprises.
He finally approached the spot and looked around. Good. She wasn't there yet. Making his way behind a tree, Damien hid in a perfect spot where he couldn't be seen unless you walked right in front of him. Now all he had to do was wait for her to get here....
Important word from rules: Serpensortia.
