Post by liam zachary scott on Mar 16, 2011 16:37:49 GMT -5
LIAM ZACHARY SCOTT
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COME INTO MY WORLD
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FULL NAME:
liam zachary scott.
NICKNAMES:
n/a.
AGE:
sixteen.
BIRTH DATE:
may 5, 2028.
BLOOD TYPE:
half-blood.
SEXUALITY:
straight.
HOUSE & YEAR:
hufflepuff & sixth.
OCCUPATION:
student.
IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING
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PLAYBY:
jared padalecki.
BEST TRAITS:
outgoing, sweet, happy-go-lucky, attentive, open.
WORST TRAITS:
too open, gullible, oblivious, no book smarts, scared of clowns.
PERSONALITY:
Liam is overall a really sweet guy. He’s kind of oblivious, kind of dumb, but would do anything for a friend. Being the eldest of five taught him an insane amount of patience, and having two sisters taught him how to talk to girls. Having two brothers hasn’t taught him much, yet, since he’s so much older than them, but he likes having them around anyways. He’s extremely family-oriented and would never speak ill about any of them. In a way, he’s a very down to earth, small town guy, thrown into a completely different world. Girls usually tend to like him because he’s cute and sweet and doesn’t JUST want to get into their pants. Sure, he’s still a guy, so he’s not completely out of the ballpark for that, but he often has a slew of girl friends that he wouldn’t try anything on. Instead, he just listens to their problems and tries to make things better.
Unfortunately, for some other guys, they see him as wimpy and back in Hamilton they’d make fun of him a lot. So what did he do? He bulked up. He worked out almost non-stop and learn how to fight. He doesn’t actually like fighting, mind you, but he’s prepared if need be. It helped that he hit a growth spurt right before he left for Hogwarts. He didn’t really get bulky before he left- he was only eleven- but looming over people helped. The bulkiness came when he was about 13-14 and he happily shocked people when he came home that summer. But despite his drastic physical change, he still remains a nice, easy going, small town boy. This can get annoying for some people who want more from him, who want him to be smarter or pick up on things better. He fails at knowing when romantic affections are coming from girls and often times that gets him into trouble. But he deals with it and just sort of goes along one day at a time with his mellow, happy-go-lucky attitude towards life.
FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL
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NATIONALITY:
canadian & british.
HOME TOWN:
hamilton, ontario.
FINANCIAL STATUS:
lower middle class.
PARENTS:
-- elizabeth scott, 34, baker, alive, muggle.
-- gabriel scott, 37, head healer [ saint mungo’s, first floor ], alive, wizard.
SIBLINGS:
-- lily scott, 14, student [ ravenclaw ], alive, witch.
-- cassidy scott, 12, student, alive, muggle.
-- stephen scott, 9, student, alive, unknown.
-- jeffrey scott, 5, kid, alive, unknown.
OTHERS:
n/a.
HISTORY:
When Liam rolled around, he wasn’t exactly...welcomed wasn’t the right word; he wasn’t exactly planned, per say. His mother, Elizabeth, and his father, Gabriel had been dating for a few months when she discovered she was pregnant. Elizabeth, coming from an extremely religious family, was completely against ending the pregnancy when Gabriel suggested it as an option. For awhile the mere suggestion, in fact, caused so much tension between the two that they broke up. Eighteen-year-old Elizabeth was left on her own while twenty-one year old Gabriel flew back to his hometown of London, England. While Elizabeth stewed back in Hamilton, Gabriel was driven nuts in London.
Gabriel got a job at Saint Mungo’s as a cleaner, but eventually he was taught how to heal. He stayed there for about six months but the entire time he felt like crap. He took a month leave and headed back to Canada to find Elizabeth, rounded with pregnancy. At first she didn’t want him back; her father even tried to shoot Gabriel with his hunting rifle. However, after much begging, pleading, and a little bit of crying, Gabriel finally convinced Elizabeth to take him back. Not wanting to disgrace Elizabeth to her family- anymore than he already had- the two got married when she was a good, solid eight months pregnant. A month later, little Liam was born.
The only thing was Gabriel had yet to tell Elizabeth of his wizarding background. He quit his job at Saint Mungo’s and got a job at a clinic in Hamilton to support Elizabeth and the baby. He hated working with muggles. It drove him nuts but he stuck through it for another year or so. When they found out Elizabeth was pregnant again, Gabriel finally told her what he was. She didn’t take it lightly. Elizabeth- extremely religious- thought he was possessed by the Devil. Gabriel, much more modern and obviously from another world, was both humoured and hurt by her statement. Slowly but surely she grew to accept what he was, though she still likes to pretend that part doesn’t exist.
When Liam and his younger sister, Lily, were a bit older, Gabriel’s parents bought the small family a flat in London so they could be closer to their grandchildren. Elizabeth didn’t want to move, at first, but as always Gabriel managed to persuade her. Gabriel took up another job at Saint Mungo’s and Elizabeth started working in a bakery. Over the next several years, they popped out another daughter and two more sons: Cassidy, Stephen, and Jeffrey. Liam took over the role as protective older brother, though he never got it quite right. Sure, he never let anything happen to his siblings and he was nice to them, but he wasn’t the sort that liked to get into fights, despite his size and strength.
When Liam was eleven, he got his letter to Hogwarts and his mother almost burned it without letting him read it. Gabriel took it right before the match was struck and gave it to his son, proud that he was following in his footsteps. Lily also got her letter when she was eleven, but Liam’s other sister, Cassidy, did not. When Liam arrived at Hogwarts, it was a very weird experience for him. He was never immersed in the wizarding world like many of the other students and had a hard time adjusting. He missed his siblings, he missed his parents, and really, he just missed being normal. But, always the outgoing boy, he adjusted eventually and settled in. He was thrilled when Lily got accepted, that way he didn’t feel so ostracized from his family.
Overall, Liam has had a fairly normal time at Hogwarts. He never really excelled in anything, though. He watched Quidditch from the stands and struggled to pass his courses. He didn’t earn himself any abilities and he would never think to join any clubs. Instead, he tries to do okay in class, hangs out with friends, and works out a lot. Since he can’t control how he does in class, he always wanted to be able to control one thing. He figured that when all else failed, you had your body, so you better treat it right. He certainly did. Sadly, the poor idiot is too oblivious to realise when the girls throw him glances in the hall. He just thinks they’re saying hi.
SEE WHO I AM
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ALIAS:
beth.
RP EXPERIENCE:
5-ish years.
OTHER CHARACTERS:
alexandre, demetri, anastasia.
SAMPLE POST:
Unique? Alright, Lily could settle for that word. He was, after all, a very unique character that she still couldn't wrap her head around. For one thing, he was a crazy sexy man beast with all the money he could need with a million beautiful women at his disposal, and yet he made the decision to go out with her. And it was allll his decision, because he was the one that kissed her, not the other way around. Hmm, she thought back to that night when he almost got himself killed by yet another freaking harpy and decided he should do that again. Not the getting killed by a harpy part, but you know, kiss her.
She bit her lip slightly at the gentle touch of his absentminded fingers and tried to calm herself. She'd dated before; it wasn't like this was a first for her. What was a first was the way he made her feel. Was that how you were actually supposed to feel on dates? Generally before with her other two boyfriends, and then the few other guys she went on a couple dates with, she didn't really feel all that much. Some of them were perfectly nice, cute guys, too, but she always felt like it was just two friends hanging out. She certainly didn't get these annoying, pain in her ass, happy, gushy feelings that Cullen gave her. "I guess we know who's the settler here, hmm?" she teased. So he was her boyfriend? She could most definitely work with that.
But yeah, also definitely queen of NASA. It seemed that because of her high queen standards, she wore the pants in this relationship. At least, that's what she told herself in attempts to stop from going completely insane. She thought it worked. Liliana tried to keep a straight face and she rose an eyebrow at him. She tried for as long as she could, and eventually she just grinned. "Maybe I will," she replied, just to torture him a tiny bit more. She never said she was NICE to her dates. She smiled, very pleased with herself, at Cullen and relaxed back into the car seat. "See? I'm always right, mister pumpkinface," she nodded.
Lily laughed and shook her head. "I don't think that happened. Although if it did, maybe that would account for your barbaric, manly ways," she teased. Though, wasn't the Amazon more famous for its Amazonian women? Maybe he was secretly a girl. She sincerely doubted Cullen was of the female variety, however. Lily laughed again and sighed. "Maybe for Americans it's not a delicacy, but there are other cultures in the world who are equally repulsed by the concept of a cheeseburger," she said, feeling the need to state that. Of course, she'd never eat monkey brain soup, but she felt the need to defend those that did. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Cullen, you need to appreciate the simple things in life. Sometimes those simple things are plain, grilled cheese sandwiches."
Lily furrowed her eyebrows in Cullen's general direction and made the very informed decision that he spoke far too cryptically. Then how was she not normal? It was a mystery. "I just kind of....I don't know, made things that didn't really need cooking, like cereal," she nodded. That was far more simple than burning down their kitchen. "Then I guess you lucked out with me, huh? I must point out that I'm not actually short, I'm just not as tall as you," she said, standing up for herself. Metaphorically.
Cullen had a strange, strange way of going about things? "Then I'm glad you're not part of the mob, because holding a woman at gunpoint usually isn't considered very classy," she said. Plus it meant he'd be involved in sketchy things she didn't even really want to know about. Boo, sketchy things. "After watching Titanic I think I've developed a fear of boats. You cannot pair that movie with a storm and think that life will be all butterflies and rainbows from there," she said, shaking her head. The sad thing was, she was only half joking. "And I don't dance. Dancing is...strange."
"Ohh that's a good one, although nothing beats The Emperor's New Groove. Just saying," she said. She liked that generation of Disney movies. That and the old generation. Now they just sucked and it made her sad inside. Lily sighed and briefly looked at the window, trying to think. When she thought of an answer, she returned to looking at him. "Well, first off, that is a near-impossible question because I love a lot of things, but I'd have to say....monkey brains," she said with a straight face. She tried to keep that on, but eventually a hint of a grin appeared on her face and ruined her chance at seriousness. "Actually, I think I'd have to say...hmm...perogies or milkshakes." Eating them in the same meal was positively delightful. "Favourite vintage children's cartoon?".
She bit her lip slightly at the gentle touch of his absentminded fingers and tried to calm herself. She'd dated before; it wasn't like this was a first for her. What was a first was the way he made her feel. Was that how you were actually supposed to feel on dates? Generally before with her other two boyfriends, and then the few other guys she went on a couple dates with, she didn't really feel all that much. Some of them were perfectly nice, cute guys, too, but she always felt like it was just two friends hanging out. She certainly didn't get these annoying, pain in her ass, happy, gushy feelings that Cullen gave her. "I guess we know who's the settler here, hmm?" she teased. So he was her boyfriend? She could most definitely work with that.
But yeah, also definitely queen of NASA. It seemed that because of her high queen standards, she wore the pants in this relationship. At least, that's what she told herself in attempts to stop from going completely insane. She thought it worked. Liliana tried to keep a straight face and she rose an eyebrow at him. She tried for as long as she could, and eventually she just grinned. "Maybe I will," she replied, just to torture him a tiny bit more. She never said she was NICE to her dates. She smiled, very pleased with herself, at Cullen and relaxed back into the car seat. "See? I'm always right, mister pumpkinface," she nodded.
Lily laughed and shook her head. "I don't think that happened. Although if it did, maybe that would account for your barbaric, manly ways," she teased. Though, wasn't the Amazon more famous for its Amazonian women? Maybe he was secretly a girl. She sincerely doubted Cullen was of the female variety, however. Lily laughed again and sighed. "Maybe for Americans it's not a delicacy, but there are other cultures in the world who are equally repulsed by the concept of a cheeseburger," she said, feeling the need to state that. Of course, she'd never eat monkey brain soup, but she felt the need to defend those that did. She rolled her eyes and sighed. "Cullen, you need to appreciate the simple things in life. Sometimes those simple things are plain, grilled cheese sandwiches."
Lily furrowed her eyebrows in Cullen's general direction and made the very informed decision that he spoke far too cryptically. Then how was she not normal? It was a mystery. "I just kind of....I don't know, made things that didn't really need cooking, like cereal," she nodded. That was far more simple than burning down their kitchen. "Then I guess you lucked out with me, huh? I must point out that I'm not actually short, I'm just not as tall as you," she said, standing up for herself. Metaphorically.
Cullen had a strange, strange way of going about things? "Then I'm glad you're not part of the mob, because holding a woman at gunpoint usually isn't considered very classy," she said. Plus it meant he'd be involved in sketchy things she didn't even really want to know about. Boo, sketchy things. "After watching Titanic I think I've developed a fear of boats. You cannot pair that movie with a storm and think that life will be all butterflies and rainbows from there," she said, shaking her head. The sad thing was, she was only half joking. "And I don't dance. Dancing is...strange."
"Ohh that's a good one, although nothing beats The Emperor's New Groove. Just saying," she said. She liked that generation of Disney movies. That and the old generation. Now they just sucked and it made her sad inside. Lily sighed and briefly looked at the window, trying to think. When she thought of an answer, she returned to looking at him. "Well, first off, that is a near-impossible question because I love a lot of things, but I'd have to say....monkey brains," she said with a straight face. She tried to keep that on, but eventually a hint of a grin appeared on her face and ruined her chance at seriousness. "Actually, I think I'd have to say...hmm...perogies or milkshakes." Eating them in the same meal was positively delightful. "Favourite vintage children's cartoon?".
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