Full Name: Erik Andrew Vladimr
Nickname: Andy
Age: 14
Year/Graduate: 4th
Gender: Male
Preferred House: Ravenclaw
Species: Human
Blood Status: Half-blood
Hair: Girl cut, blond in the font, the back dyed black, no one is sure of his real hair colour. Left side of his hair tousled over to the right side, always spiked up.
Eyes: Dried blood.
General Description: Erik is younger then he looks. He has his hair coloured as to the back being black and the front blond. He had it cut as to how a female would. The left side of his hair is always thrown to the right side, looking wind-blown. Erik has a...
terrifing eye colour as you might say. His eyes are the colour of drying blood. The brownish red colour. Is it natural for him to have almost red eyes? No. They were dyed by his mother when he was quiet young. He still loves her for doing so, he scares people with them. Erik is younger then he looks, being tall, thin, bored looking, and how calm he reacts or looks to things. Erik has low set cheekbones, with pale pink lips and a lightish skin colour. He stands at around 5'1 and weighs close to 86 pounds. He wears a blind fold across the bottom of his nose and above his mouth. The blind fold, is a pale white with Lacey designs on it that you must look closely to see. Erik wears tight, skinny jeans, a paint splattered black hoodie and under that, a plain black shirt with a skull on it. He is still getting used to dressing as a male, for he used to as a dress female.
Erik has a strongly set jaw witch is a bit rounded and there seems to be a fire burning in his eyes. He appears bored when you first see him, it is very hard to get his feelings shown to you. Erik has a long scar on his back that starts from his right shoulder blade and is traced down his back in the design of barb wire to his left hip. It is very sensitive at touch and Erik often flinches when someone touches his back at all. Erik has scars covering his feet and can name what happened to him that he had gotten the scars from, stepping on nails multiple times, walking barefooted through glass on a dare, and many reasons as to what happened. He is double jointed in his ankles witch help him run faster. He has very long, blueish eyelashes and his hair reaches his ears when he doesn't spike it up witch is very to see. He has a Colene that smells strongly of vanilla and mountains. He refuses to use any shampoo and conditioner besides Dove for his skin is sensitive and he does not like the smell of other soaps, they make him sneeze. Erik has allergies to chap stick and will refuse to even look at it for his eyes swell shut and he can't stop coughing. He is a strong person and very athletic. He has taken Karate- GoJo Ryu- and is a black belt with three stripes.
Play-by: Reita Gazette
Personality: Erik is the kid of kid that would set a butterflies wings on fire and then let it fly, enjoying it's pain.
Likes: Chocolate
Ducks
Practicing
Bright colours
Dark people
Paper
Watching quietly
Music
Sand
Glitter
Stickers
Ribbons -secretly-
Pencils
Necklaces
Stamps
Motorcycles
Sparring
GoJo Ryu
Tennis
Football
Running
Swimming
Trees
Trust
Watches
Secrets
His face covered
Blood
Puppies
Blankets
Staring
The beating of hearts beneath his hand
Stepping on Leaves
Pointy things
Dislikes: Annoying ring tones
Pink
Lip Gloss
Rhinestones
Mirrors
Green Eyes
Cats
Buttons
Orange ribbons
Fingers
Pencils
Stars
Old People
The dress code
Vases
Skills: Very Athletic
Can sometimes show the effort to be a good student if pushed hard enough
He is not afraid and will do whatever he wants to do and so shows no fear
Weaknesses: Crying
Whimpering
Puppy Dog Eyes
Blue Eyes
Hugging
His weak spot on his neck
Boggart: Dying
Patronus: Iberian Lynx
Immediate Family: Mother-Jenna Vladimr-Alive
Father-Bottan Vladimr-Dead
Twin Sister-Erika Vladimr-
Other Influences: N/A
Childhood Friends: Peter Lukic-Pure Human
General History: Jenna and Bottan were completely different people and lived completely different lives until that day they ran into each other at the beach. They fell in love, and when they married, Jenna told Bottan about her being a pure blood wizard. A few months later, Jenna was pregnant with Erik and Erika. They were born to her on August 16, Bottan smiling proudly.
Erik lived a simple life up until the day his father and sister were killed. Erik had always gotten along with Erika and the two were almost the same person for they were always silent but mentally agreed together. They didn't have friends, they had each other. They rarely fought and when they did, it was over something big. When Erika and Erik turned 7, it was the day no one would forget. Erik and Jenna were at home. Erika and Bottan had gone and went to pick up take out food to celebrate Erik and Erika being 7. As Bottan drove, a car pulled out and rammed him, it was another wizard, killing himself to kill Bottan. Erika died a few minutes before help came and when Erik found out- he was lost. He had lost his twin, his other half, and now what was he to do? Erik put on a brave face that year, and became the person no one wanted to be with. He was cruel, heartless, and cold. He became feared. Erik changed after he saw a girl, a year younger then him, being picked on by someone. Something happened to him then. Erik felt his heart fail as she was hit. He ran over there, grabbing the man and did a part of the moves from TAadoku KaTa Dai Ichi Bunkai, knocked the man out and turned back to the girl. She was staring at him with huge, round, shocked filled, brown eyes. Erik stared at her for a minute, shock on his face at what he just did before turning and walking off, trying to forget what had just done for someone else. Erik was angered by himself and the next day he saw her again. Erik ran over to her and grabbed her arm, hauling her off outside so no one else would here what he was going to say. But as he gribbed her arm, his heart fluttering from the feel of her, something happened then. It was....weird. Erik stepped into something and slipped, letting go of the girl.
He fell and groaned and when he looked up, she was running away, but Erik knew it was magic. It was oblivious to him but not to her....Erik then, two years later, got his letter to Hogwarts. His mother, over thrilled, went out and bought him his very first pet, a small Iberian Lynx that looks like a small house cat. Erik now plans on going to Hogwarts to see if he could find the girl again.
Roleplay Sample: Connelly laid on the beach that morning. He had slept there through the night, while being stabbed in the back with sticks and sorts. He groaned and propped himself up. His eyes opened then shut from the bright light. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, then opened them again. The sun didn't hurt as much as before as he slowly stood up, swaying on his feet. He stumbled forward and then sat down again. He was only wearing his shorts and nothing else. He had given up on shirts for they grew unbearable to replace. He was never up to date on the fashion thing and ended up with looks from girls. But when he was shirt less life was easier on him. He grinned as he watched the gray water. His eyes matching the color. He shifted his eyes to the sky and blinked from the bright light. Oh how he wished he could go back to sleep.
He glanced around to make sure no one was around. He saw a couple and a family of what looked like six but he didn't give them a second thought. He stripped and then phased, going to head over to the families and see if he could play the puppy act and get breakfast, for who doesn't love to feed dogs/wolves? He trotted over to the family of six and sat down, he wagged his tail and whimpered. There was a little girl about the age of 5, a boy about 15, his red hair being blown by the wind, a 8 year old looking boy with wide green eyes, and another girl about 18 with long blond hair braided down her back. The five year old noticed him first.
She walked over to him and said in a clear amazed voice, "Puppy." Her mother looked up and opened her mouth to say something when Connelly got up and walked to the little girl. He nuzzled her hand with his multicolor muzzle and whimpered, his tail wagging faster. The rest of the family was watching him. The dad, had a stick in his hand to hit Connelly with if he tried to hurt his daughter. He gave a Wolfie grin and walked to the 8 year old boy, the little girl holding on to his tail as he walked. He swished it back and forth to amuse her. She giggled and Connelly looked at the boy with huge gray eyes.
The boy stuck his hand out to Connelly and Connelly, with sheer will power, licked it. It tasted of sand and what he thought-and hoped- was chocolate. The 18 year old blond came up to him next. She smiled and crouched down, not listening to her father's warnings to stay back. She ruffled the fur on his head and Connelly licked her face. She laughed and ran her fingers down his back, sending shudders through him. He grinned as best he could and turned towards her. She smiled and kissed the top of his head. Her braid thumped him on the head. He then sat down and the mother walked up to him. The father glaring at him.
She stroked him and her eyes seemed to see right through him. He felt her thin white hands stroke him and she turned around and told the only kid that hadn't came up to Connelly to get some food for him. His ribs were showing. The father had sat down again and ignored his family mooning over Connelly. Connelly was being petted, fed, and his long multicolor being braided by one of the girls. He was being loved on and he was loving it. Finally the dad broke in saying in a deep voice, "What are we going to call him?" The kids went quietly until one of them shouted, "Chocolate!" Connelly shook his head and they laughed.
He listened to their suggestions, shaking his head each time and getting them to giggle each time also. He had to keep them guessing until they got it right. Finally the oldest girl said quietly, "Connelly." His head shot towards her and he nodded his head yes. She smiled and told the rest of them. Then they were saying his name a thousand times over. It was hard to answer each one of them until he finally stood up to leave. He licked them each, and they petted him one last time. Then he shot off towards the woods, the kids chasing him hopelessly, calling out his name over and over.
He stopped at the edge of the forest and phased back to human form. He grabbed his pants and underwear and slipped them back on. He walked out of the forest and nearly walked into the oldest girl. She was frowning and when she saw Connelly, she glared. He held up his hands and back away before she recognized him somehow. She started yelling at him and he turned and fled into the deeper parts of the woods, never looking back. He finally stopped and sat down, trying to catch his breath.
` In The Midst Of Races
So the students have finally arrived at Hogwarts. Classes have commenced, and students are learning the true meaning to being a wizard, whether they're fun or painful lessons. But what's more important are the events outside of class. Alliances are formed, and lines of hatred are drawn. The choices rely on the students alone, but the real question is...who will you stand with?
