Post by SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY on Oct 29, 2009 20:04:20 GMT
SCORPIUS HYPERION MALFOY
FULL NAME; Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy
NICKNAMES; Scorp, Scorpy
GENDER; Male
AGE; 16
BIRTHDAY; December 30th
YEAR; 6th
SEXUALITY; Heterosexual
HOUSE; Slytherin
JOB; NA
BLOOD; Pureblood
CANON OR ORIGINAL?; canon.
PLAY-BY; Mitch Hewer
HAIR; Scorpius has inherited the Malfoys' dirty blond hair, which sticks up in a way that makes it seem that he just got out of bed.
EYES; Blue
HEIGHT; 5'9''
WEIGHT; 146 pounds.
TATTOES/PIERCINGS/BIRTHMARKS; NA.
[/i] to follow him. Scorpius can't stand being ignored, either, as he feels attention is a sign of power.... he usually needs people around him to feel comfortable.LIKES; quidditch, flying, quidditch, stories, closeness, animals, stars, the moon, girls, quidditch, the color blue, rain, the cold, sleeping, being in control, attention, and did I mention quidditch?
DISLIKES; odd numbers, lectures, know-it-alls, stupidity, optimism, socks, running without an aim, the sun, muggles, broccoli, losing, being second-best, those who lack self-confidence, sluts, whores, people who take relationships far too seriously.
STRENGTHS; arithmancy, quick learner, quidditch, determination, creating trouble, keeping secrets.
WEAKNESSES; procrastination, impatience, temper, females, somewhat egotistical.
FEARS; not becoming a professional quidditch player, letting his father down, being shunned from society.
GOALS; becoming a professional chaser, restoring honor and glory to the malfoy name, having a family (in the far future, not anytime soon)
PERSONALITY;
Scorpius also knows exactly what he looks like (after all, quidditch practice did have a physical effect), and uses it to his advantage. If Scorpius needs to get some sort of information out of a female, well, a little flirting isn't harmful, is it? He's not the type of guy to try to seduce the opposite gender or take up whatever girl he gets... relationships are not important. What's important is that he gets the most out of his educational experience at Hogwarts, and that he has fun with his friends.... there's far too much work and quidditch practice to be done to be focusing some relationship that's not going to last more than a week. Any relationship he does have is usually based upon lust or admiration, and rarely lasts as he's very picky with who he dates (or does other stuff with). Scorpius can't be bothered with making a relationship last, because he sees no point in it, but he'll do it just for fun and physical benefits.
There are many downsides to his personality, like his ego. He's not exactly one to be modest, he's more of the type to brag... but only a tiny bit. Scorpius doesn't want to drive people away, but he is under the impression that he is better than most other people.... so he's not going to ignore the chance to prove that, like with grades.
Basically, Scorpius knows exactly what type of guy he is and isn't afraid to flaunt it.
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HOMETOWN; Wiltshire, England
MOTHER; Astoria Greengrass, 43, pureblood, healer
FATHER; Draco Malfoy, 44 , pureblood, owner of Quality Quidditch Supplies
SIBLINGS; NA.
OTHER IMPORTANT FAMILY; NA.
HISTORY;
NAME/ALIAS; ella
AGE; yourface.
EXPERIENCE; two years.
TIMEZONES; east coast.
OTHER; the ages for draco and astoria are completely made up and guessed, feel free to correct me (:
SAMPLE;He was looking a bit suspicious when she told him that he was special.... so he didn't get it. Ella was kidding, he was supposed to play along with it. But whatever. She looked at his hovering broom, which was at about the same height as hers, which she then chose to grab and throw to the muddy ground. Her clean white shoes were now all muddy, an ugly shade of brown...ewww. Her blue gaze left her ugly shoes to look at Toby's face instead, which was a far better sight.
"Wanted to see how fast I could zigzag between them." Well that was a stupid thing to do. It was raining outside, and he was going to see how fast he could go between the goals? Ella thought that was fairly stupid, but to each his own. She looked him over, somewhat checking him out, but she was really trying to figure out if she actually knew him. Since all she knew about him was his house the first letter of his first name, she figured he did not play quidditch. Ella made sure she knew who played what position for which house team, and how good they were. So far, she was pretty sure she didn't have much competition.... but people were catching up, which was why she kept feeling that she wouldn't be good enough for the professionals, again, this year. Hence all the practice.
Ella looked between him and the goalpost, waiting to see what his answer to the question was. "And, yeah, it probably would've." She sighed in relief and smiled. "Okay, good." she said, rubbing her arms with her hands to try to keep herself warm. If she stood still another second, she would freeze....or perhaps be scared to death, judging by the crackles of thunder that were getting louder and more repetitive.
The other guy, who had an awesome mess of black hair, pulled off part of his jacket to reveal his shoulder, which had turned red. Was it broken? Did she, a seventeen year old girl, have enough power in her arms to break a male's shoulder? Curiously, she leaned in closer and rested her hand on the bottom of the bruise (making sure she didn't touch it, of course) in a way that made her cold hand rest on his chest. Her other hand moved to grab the side of his arm tightly so he wouldn't move his arm and prevent her from looking at the injury. "Is it broken?" the blonde wondered out loud, the tips of her long hair brushing against his bruise as she examined it. Her hopes were soon crushed, however, when he spoke again.
"It's fine." he said. Ella frowned and moved away, letting him cover his injury with his jacket. "Dammit" she muttered under her breath. She would just need to train harder and get stronger so she could break bones with her arms. "You're a good aim." Ella shrugged as she caught the ball one handed (like Aaron liked to do when he was showing off and teasing her). "Thanks...you wanna help me practice? Or would you rather I hit you with this ball again?" the Slytherin asked, smirking as a rather playful glint appeared in her blue eyes that met his gaze.
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