Post by Aubrey Wilde on Jul 3, 2014 22:10:05 GMT -5
AUBREY SMITHSONIAN WILDE.
I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
I DON'T WANNA SEE LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA BE LIKE YOU.
name Aubrey Smithsonian Wilde. Fuck you. Just don't ask okay.
nicknames Aubes. Aubie. Bb.
gender boy
playby Chris Lowell
age 27 and August 15th. 9 months before my sister. Thank you very much.
wand Nine and a quarter, Cherry Wood, dragon heartstring. Mark of the Wilde I think.
& I WANNA BE FREE.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
physical description Aubrey always calls himself the fattest of the Wildes, but only because he's built stockier than the rest of them, not because he's actually fat. He looks more like his older brother Christian than the rest of his siblings, those two and Mikey always took the most after the birth giver. He's perhaps the laziest, but given the whole families interest in sports, he's slim enough. He just likes to eat, like all of them he supposes. Standing at 6' even he's one of the shortest of his brothers, his 16 year old little brothers are almost taller than he is now, and they still have a touch to grow. His head is the right size for his body but his ears and other features still seem too large for the rest of him. All but his eyes, those tend to seem smaller than they are. He's not sure why.
appearance It's a rare thing that Aubrey even bothers getting dressed. Sweat pants and a Tshirt are his staples. He has dozens of them and doesn't ever wash them, he just buys more on the rare few times that he leaves the house. The property is on enough land that he could find something to do outside if he was really in need of something to do. He's gotten rather good at getting his siblings to do things for him. Any time any of them comes to the house, they always have something for him. He can dress up, its just not very often. He doesn't even own jeans.
I DON'T WANNA THINK LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA STINK LIKE YOU.
& I DON'T WANNA STINK LIKE YOU.
likes Popcorn, candy corn, creamed corn, regular corn, pretty much any form of corn. Well delivered sarcasm. An excellently delivered prank, any movie, all movies, pulp fiction, food of all types, his family, warm blankets and shoes of obscene prices, sports. Quidditch. But he wishes it could be played indoors. video games, lounging around
dislikes Pollen. Trees, Nature, Outdoors, smelly soaps, latex, bodily fluids, old music, anything that comes on records, the crackle between tracks, being disturbed. Having to do things for himself.
strengths wonderful Bruce Willis impersonator, loyal, family man, humor, honest
weaknesses lazy, battling addiction, can't cook, doesn't have very many life skills, still lives at home.
& I JUST WANNA BE ME.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
parents Pops. I suppose he has a real name, Christen Wilde...but I always think of Chrissy, who was named after him so I don't think of him about anything but Pops...everybody does. He's retired, Auror. Real esteemed too. He's the best. Puts up with all of our shit.
siblings I have a fuck ton of siblings. You don't need to know about them. Why? Because I'm the best.
birthplace America. Hence the middle name. Don't really like to think of it much. Was on a plane out as soon as the birth giver was out of the hospital. Poor time for a vacation, if you ask me.
hometown Austria of course. Right about here.
ethnicity Well my mom is half french half Italian... and my pops is German and Austrian. Very different. That and I'm American, I guess....not that I like English all that much.
blood Red blooded male baby.
BREAK IT DOWN, BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
SO BREAK IT DOWN.
lyrics from breakdown by epik high
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