Wow...the 5,000th revival of this rp! Will the madness never end? XD
Unlike Skye...I'll be makin' up a brand new character!
Name: Alvender McCollan
Nickname: Al
Personality: Alvender is a very reserved and conservative individual, although he is often shy around everyone, he doesn't back down from sticking up for what he believes in. He has almost no self-confidence and is the biggest chicken most of the time, also one of the biggest nerds you'd ever hope to meet. He often screws up spells and spells mostly backfire to cause bodily harm to him.
Description: He normally wears baggy black pants, and a black t-shirt that is covered by a short-sleeved black buttondown shirt that is unbuttoned. He also wears big thick black glasses, and his hair is combed neatly and...you guessed it...black. As far as complexion goes he's almost paper white, he finds it difficult to tan and often burns instead. He's as skinny as a rail, and spends most of the time on his laptop or writing books. Needlesstosay he's a mud-blood, and is often teased about it because it's obvious by the way he dresses.
Hobbies: Writing books (Which if I may say so, he's written several successful Fantasies in the muggle world), playing video games, and visiting online forums.
Pet: none
House: Slytherin
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Can't forget Johann! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You thought I'd forget about him! Well you're wrong! *insert another evil laugh* XD
And for all who don't know him! Here's a profile just for you! Enjoy! ^^ XD
Name: Johann Sebastian Bach
Nickname: JSB, J, Johann
Personality: Cocky, and when I say cocky, I mean annoyingly cocky! Cocky...and compassionate...but mostly cocky. Well actually...cocky...period...end of discussion! He loves causing mischief and will do almost anything for kicks.
Description: He wears bootcut blue jeans that grip to his thighs, he has to show off his riding fit legs! A short-sleeved red plaid designed buttondown shirt, and leather boots. Who can forget his cowboy hat? He never leaves home without it! He's well muscled for an eleven year old, and often gets into fights, and comes out the victor (which explains his cockiness). He's pretty much the typical cowboy bad-a**. He has the basic hazel eyes (green/brown), and dark black hair, that has hightlights through it but you can only see them when he takes off his hat. He has a farmer's tan, which stops at his short sleeved shirt. As for hair style...two words...hat hair (or is that one word or is it seperated by a dash? Either way, you know what I mean!)
Hobbies: Going around causing mischief and getting into fights. He often gets detention easily and gets people ticked quickly. Needlesstosay, most people don't hang around him, he has very little friends, but the ones he does, he shows an uncharacteristic humility and loyalty.
Pet: A horse, but they wouldn't let him bring it along so he brought his dog that he raised from a small baby, that was left from his father's dog's litter, from his families ranch.
House: Ravenclaw surprisingly!
Friends: Alvender McCollan
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IC: "So this is the train?" Johann asked dully as he looked over to his best friend, Alvender McCollan. Scratching his head, Johann took his chest and moved tried to find an empty cart.
"It looks that way," Alvender answered as he fixed his glasses, which were slidding down his face. Alvender stared in disbelief, there were more people than he had anticipated. As his knees buckled weakly underneath himself, he could feel Johann's solid hand on his arm, coaxing him into the train. "There's...alot of people here..." Alvender said lamely as he aloud himself to be dragged by his friend.
Johann turned to regard his friend with a wink, and a broad grin. Alvender knew it could only mean one thing...Johann was planning something. "The more fun we can have," Johann replied with a sly look in his eyes and then slid into the train with Alvender following at his heels.
Dashing into the first empty room he could find, Johann waited for Alvender to scurry into the boxed room before he shut the door. "Ok...I don't see the point in this..." Alvender sighed as he often did when Johann was making a fool out of himself. "What are you planning?" Alvender asked as he grew worried at the excited look that spread acrossed Johann's face.
Johann looked like he was hurt by Alvender's words and then replied almost in a whisper, "You'll find out soon enough!" With another sly wink, Johann slumped back on his bench as he pulled the tip of his cowboy hat over his eyes. Throwing his hands behind himself, Johann gave a big sigh and soon fell asleep.
Alvender just shook his head, and slammed his head off his laptop. He couldn't believe Johann was being this stupid! Then again, maybe he could. Either way he just shook his head and opened up his laptop. "Johann, why do you have to act so childish and stupid?" Alvender asked as he peered at Johann from behind his laptop. When know answer came, he continued to type away at his computer.
"Because I enjoy being this stupid!" Johann replied as Alvender felt Johann's leather boot hit his face. Johann had taken off his boots, just to throw it at Alvender! With a irritated grunt Alvender didn't give his friend the satisfaction of anything other than a grunt.
Johann chuckled to himself, and got to his feet after putting his boot back on. "Where are you going?" Alvender asked as he once again shot Johann an icy stare.
Johann shrugged and looked at the door, and then sighed, "Going to look around."
"Then why did you shut the door?" Alvender asked, disdain obvious in his voice now, as he was getting frustrated with Johann's stupidness.
"How long have you known me?" Johann huffed as he crossed his arms, and leaned on the door.
"Since we were babies, why?" Alvender asked, completely shocked and confused by Johann's counter.
"Good, then you know I'm spontaneous!" Johann said with a wide grin and then slipped out the door. Alvender slammed his head off his laptop again and moaned, as he shook his head and went back to his laptop.
Walking down the hall, Johann shoved his hands in his pockets and tilted his cowboy hat down to block his eyes, wearing a sneer the whole time as he peeked into open rooms to see what was going on and then passing by.