December

I Solemnly Swear that I am Up to No Good

@QueenSCH How many people are you looking for in this RP?

Mᴀʜʟɪᴍᴀᴇ

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Sebastian Monroe

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Name

Sebastian Christopher Monroe. Goes by Sebast.

Birthday

December 4th.

Age

17.

Gender

Male.

Sexuality

Bisexual.

Relationship Status

Single.

Scars, Tattoos, Piercings

Sebastian has a tattoo on his right side of a tree growing from the base of his hip. His goal with the tattoo is to add pictures of his achievements to the tree as the branches grow across his back, so that in his old age he'll have a tree covering his back that holds the things most important to him.
Sebastian has a scar going from the right corner of his jaw down to his chin from an incident in his childhood.

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Likes & Dislikes
Likes

• Excitement
• Rivers
• Thrill of the moment decisions
• Acapella
• Elderly people
• Alcohol

Dislikes

• Sluggishness
• Cruelty
• Fire
• Pride
• People who can't keep their mouths shut

Hobbies

• Piano
• Running
• Singing

Habits

• Stroking the scar along his jaw
• Laughing a little too loud and a little too long
• Randomly switching in and out of vulgar speech patterns
• Acting impulsively before thinking about the consequences
• Staying active through the night and sleeping through the day
• Drinking to distract himself

Fears

• Burning
• Isolation
• Physical abuse
• Rejection

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Personality

• Energetic • Temptable • Caring • Distrusting •

Biography

Sebastian was born in the cold months, the youngest of three. His sister Marissa was six years old when he was born. Sebastian never really knew his eldest sibling, Rachel, incredibly well. She was ten when he was born and she left the small Iowa town for college the day she was old enough. Marissa and Sebastian grew up closely, however they eventually became distant when their parents began to have issues with their marriage. Events such as alcoholism and verbal abuse slowly became more commonplace in the Monroe household, until eventually Marissa and Sebastian came to expect it. The middle child followed in her sister's footsteps and left the small town as soon as possible. After living in a troubled household for a few years by himself, Sebastian soon began to distance himself from his parents. Spending more time with friends after school, looking for people to teach him piano, running track, anything to escape his family. He wasn't truly in danger at home, however it was usually unpleasant. Despite his sisters' actions and his parents poor parenting, Sebastian is determined not to leave Alta Vista. This is hometown and he won't abandon it.
Side note: His parents relationship has improved significantly over the years, however there are still isolated incidents of violence (mental, verbal, and twice physical), but they are on the mend.

Family Members

• Father: James Monroe. 49. Carpenter.
• Mother: Susan Monroe. 47. Housewife.
• Sister: Rachel Monroe. 25. Physician.
• Sister: Marissa Monroe. 23. Psychologist.

Your Mahlimae

One

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Relationships Between Friends

• Lauryn Greene
• "You could light her on fire and she'd still keep a level head about it."
• Sebastian sees Lauryn as one of the most dependable people in his life. While his father disapproves of almost every friend Sebastian has, he's always approved of Lauryn for her relaxed nature. Sebastian's always been the more dramatic of the two, and she always offsets him with a zen spirit and a calm mind. Whenever they hang out, it's normally a peaceful time without any cause for panic, but that doesn't mean the two of them can't get into some exciting situations together.

• Georgina Anne Berglund:
• "There are some people in your life that are just meant to be there, y'know?"
• Gina and Sebast both grew up in Alta Vista, meeting each other in their younger years via their mothers. Their relationship has been healthy for both of them throughout. Gina tends to make sure Sebast doesn't make too many stupid decisions, and he helps her not get completely absorbed in something to the point of obsession. Sebastian depends upon Gina to keep him steady. He trusts her pretty much the most out of anyone.

• Titus Omar Calloway
• "Oh, look, it's our resident asshat."
• Sebastian and Toc's relationship has been what some could describe as "rocky" ever since it begun. The two inspire a natural competition that pisses the other one off, but they don't let it come between them being friends. Every once and a while they get into a spat over some dumb incident, however most nights they kick it back and relax with their poison of choice. Sebastian sees Toc as his constant competition, someone who needs to be humbled; who better than Sebast to do it?

• Kestin Zane Alderson:
• "I don't think I really know Zane. He's cute though."
• Sebastian and Zane's relationship is comprised of deflected questions and prickly humor. Sebastian doesn't know much about Zane beyond a surface level, and intentionally makes sure that Zane doesn't know too much about him. They're still good friends, able to laugh, joke, and hang out, however the deepest their relationship gets is Sebastian flirting with Zane.

Mᴀʜʟɪᴍᴀᴇ

I think it would be cool to start out with silly side effects that evolve into more dangerous things

Mᴀʜʟɪᴍᴀᴇ

@MissCapnCrunch @Ejected @King Tai @MechonRaptor

So! Now that we have five people and (I assume) we're close to finishing up the relationships, what are you guys thinking for the side effects of the Mahlimae?

From the Weakest Goblin To the Greatest God

- Skubli -

@DuthGuy @Heyitsjiwon @Jangel13

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As Stegs floundered about the fish, Skubli took a more subtle approach. He grabbed a few smooth river stones and began stalking his prey. Once they swam near to Lothar, the runt threw the stone into the air and submerged himself in the water. He immediately swum at the fish, scaring it away from him. As the aquatic prey fled, the stone landed in the stream where Skubli had thrown it. It landed on the other side of the fish, trapping it between the stone and Skubli. Scared by both disturbances, the fish fled in the general direction that Skubli desired, however he could never seem to get it to work as he wanted, and as a result Lothar was not provided with very many targets.

While swimming beneath the calm waters, Skubli heard a voice speaking above the waters. It was distorted through the waves, but before Skubli could surface, a brilliant glow entered the waters. Startled by the new development, Skubli dove to the bottom of the stream and hid himself within the rocks. Peering out, he could see a line of rainbow-fluorescent fish swimming through the waters, displaying a dazzling light that left Skubli awestruck. After what seemed to be an eternity, Skubli felt pain in his chest as he hadn't had any air to breath.

Forcing himself to ignore his trepidation towards the new creatures, Skubli surfaced, inhaling deeply as he broke the water. After a small bout of coughing, he turned to the other Goblins, who also watched the fish. "What are they?" Skubli couldn't keep a small quiver out of his voice, however he doubted the others noticed.

From the Weakest Goblin To the Greatest God

- Skubli -

@DuthGuy @Heyitsjiwon @Jangel13

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Skubli waited patiently as the other two goblins debated the plans. It seemed that there were larger fish downstream, however something about the deeper waters caused a shiver to run down the little goblin's spine. It was strange, the fear of the unknown. It terrified him into action; scared to explore, but even more so to stand still. His nose twitched in the wind as a strange scent came from the other side of the river. Uncertain of its origin and unwilling to find out, Skubli scampered back towards the group.

"We might be better off staying here, if this trick works we can get the big ones some other time. What do you guys think?" Stegs spoke with reason, and frankly, Skubli was relieved to know that the other's were leaning towards exploring the deeper waters at a later time.

"Good plan," Skubli stated, slightly frustrated at his broken speech patterns. "Sun soon to go. I not want to be outside of big cave at night."

From the Weakest Goblin To the Greatest God

@Jangel13 Do Skubli, Stegs, and Lothar need to head back instead of catching fish?

I Solemnly Swear that I am Up to No Good

Edwin Boreaux

"Greatness is a quality anyone can choose to have; It's not dependent upon how many people know you're great, but whether or not you decide to be."

Age:

17

Blood status:

Pure blood

Year:

7th

Parents

Father - Julius Boreaux
Mother - Clarissa Boreaux

House:

Slytherin

Pet:

Edwin has a Screech Owl named Barton.

Wand:

11", Ebony, Horned Serpent horn, firm rigidity.

Appearance

With short, straight brown hair and deep green eyes, Edwin takes after his mother in his appearance. His skin tone matches his maternal parent as well, however his slim, skinny body is that of his father's.
Edwin's general apparel consists of long pants and jackets, year round. He rarely shows much of his skin, preferring to keep it covered, however during the summers he'll leave his jacket open and his sleeves rolled up.
Edwin's body type is slim, with a skinny frame that doesn't have much muscle clinging to it. He has a tight form, however he isn't lanky.
Personality

Positive Traits
Strong
Compassionate
Mirthful

Negative Traits
Prideful
Stubborn
Procrastinator

Mannerisms:

Edwin is a quirky character. He's not like most Slytherins as he finds joy in gentle compassion and seeks to incorporate everyone. While most of his housemates are invested in personal gain, he finds that there is rich enjoyment in simpler things. That's not to say he's not just as competitive as his brethren, however, until he is openly challenged, he will be passive and enjoy observing rather than participating.

Habits:

Constantly runs his hand through his hair when he's pleased.
Swallows before speaking when nervous or afraid.
Looks down as his feet and then looks up at people when he's nervous and hopeful.
Laughs a little too often.

Sense of Humor:

Edwin's sense of humor is nothing but childish. He enjoys silly pranks and the like, however he won't initiate them. But if anyone comes to him with a plan, he'll most certainly participate.

Basic Personality:

Edwin is a kind and gentle soul, however if put under pressure, he's as tough as steel. He prefers to laugh and enjoy the moment, unconcerned with the problems of the future. He'll be friends with anyone, and will make sure not to cross any lines that would put a person into genuine hurt. People's opinions of him or his friends are insignificant to him.

History:

Birthday:

January 29th, 2004

Birthplace:

Chicago, U.S.A.

Birth Parents:

Father - Julius Boreaux
Mother - Clarissa Boreaux

Brief History:

Edwin Boreaux grew up with his narrow-minded parents as one of three siblings. Each of his siblings, Eleanor and Killion, passed through Hogwarts and graduated ahead of Edwin. Strangely enough, Edwin was the only one to pass into Slytherin. Eleanor was a Hufflepuff and Killion a Ravenclaw. As the son of two influential wizards, much was expected of Edwin. He excelled at his studies and classes, displaying a penchant for dueling and combat spells, however his parents saw him as a failure in his personal life. He sought out relationships with other houses and younger students, shielding them from some of the hazing that other Slytherin students inflicted upon them.
Growing up in the Boreaux household was trying for Edwin. Unfortunately, his parents were incredibly similar to that of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. They taught him to be the superior wizard wherever he went, that he was the above "mud-bloods" and other houses. Power and influence were to be prioritized above everything else. For the large portion of his life, Edwin was exactly what his parents raised him to be. He was cruel and prideful; he was a snake.
However, once he began his studies at Hogwarts, things changed. Through a combination of benevolent teachers, bold friends, and a Muggle-born Hufflepuff with a particular talent for dueling, many of Edwin's childhood beliefs were radicalized. By the start of his third year, he was actively working to change who he was as a person. Now, in his seventh year at Hogwarts, he's a completely different person. His parents disagree with many of his beliefs, however Edwin is not one to easily be persuaded.

Sample of Writing

This will be a story of Christmas with Edwin's family during his 5th year. I really don't expect you to read all of this, I kind of got carried away while I was writing it. Sorry about that!

The crisp air bit into the young Slytherin's skin, numbing the tips of his ears and freezing the small amount of moisture on his lips. Cold air expelled from Edwin's lungs turned into a cool mist as it swirled into the empty space in front of the wizard.

Edwin stood upon the balcony of his family's expansive home, gazing across vast chasm that bordered the building. The house sat upon the edge of a cliff that dropped away into a vast canyon. The morning fog shielded the floor of the chasm beneath Edwin, however he knew from memory that a river covered the entirety of the rock beneath him. The canyon walls were comprised of grey rock that extended deep into the earth, entering the lackadaisical water after about two hundred feet. Despite being so high above the water, Edwin could still hear the sounds of the ice settling as it echoing upwards into his ears. The opposite side of the ravine could be seen a few hundred feet away from Edwin, however it was merely a hazy outline in the mist.

A single, clear tone rung throughout the canyon as a wizard within the house cast a spell to summon Edwin. Heaving a great sigh, the young wizard stepped back from the edge of the balcony and turned on his heel, pushing open the doors that led inside. Making his way through the halls quickly, Edwin traveled through the mansion to the hearthroom where his entire family sat.

His father and mother both reclined upon lavish seats by the roaring fire, their posture rigid as they observed him enter the room. Killion stood by the hearth, gazing into the magically sustained flames with a shadowy expression resting upon his face, no doubt dreading the conversation to come.

Eleanor lounged gracefully across couch that faced adjacent to the seats her parents occupied. Her raven hair fell over the arm of the couch and her right leg was propped up on the back. She craned her neck to make eye contact with Edwin as he entered the room; her smile masked a stark sadness within her.

Edwin jumped over the back of the couch, landed by Eleanor's feet. Ignoring the disapproving glance from his mother, he focused on his sister's face. "You look beautiful, Eleanor. That scarf really suits you."

For a moment, a look of genuine pleasure crossed her face, however it was removed when their father spoke. "We need to talk, Edwin." Attempting to retain complete composure, he turned to face his father, correcting his posture and placing his folded hands in his lap.

"What is it we need to discuss, father?" Edwin was completely aware of what it was his parents wished to discuss, however he didn't want to appear as insubordinate by jumping to the topic at hand.

Clearing her throat, Clarissa cast a glance at her husband before speaking. "When your sister was first preparing to graduate from Hogwarts, she was searching for opportunities for her to apply her talents in the real world." Eleanor looked over at her brother with a pained smile, placing her hand on his knee. "She found a job researching Herbology for the Ministry of Magic. Killion went through a similar process, eventually becoming an assistant to a wand maker. Your father and I would like to-"

She was cut short as Killion turned from the fireplace and spoke with anger in his voice. "They think you've become complacent and are thoroughly disappointed with your actions and they fear you'll never amount to anything more than a security guard for the Ministry." He spoke with spite and venom in his voice, his face contorted with anger.

"Hold your tongue, Killion!" Julius hissed, glaring at his eldest son. "You would be wise to consider your next actions extremely carefully, child."

Killion let loose a mirthless laugh. "Why bother mixing in sugar with the venom when it will kill you anyways? It's what we're all thinking!"

Eleanor sat up, speaking with a voice of command. "Killion, your anger is misdirected and assists no one. It would be-"

"Please, sister dearest, tell me what would be the "wise" choice for me here, seeing as you always know what's best!" His voice dropped multiple octaves as he allowed his anger to fully consume his voice.

"Perhaps she's aware of what's best because she possessed the intelligence you lack, Killion." Edwin's voice possessed a calm, controlled tone, not betraying the anger and panic he felt inside.

Killion opened his mouth to reply, however before he could, the hearth's fire extinguished itself and the sunlight filtering into the room vanished. The temperature dropped to a degree colder than the frosty temperature outside. A voice as cold and hard as ice echoed throughout the room, drawing everyone's attention.

"Each and every one of you will remember your place in this family." All eyes turned to Edwin's mother in her chair. Her posture was perfect, her head held high with a gaze of harsh power. In her right hand, the tip of her wand glowed softly, sustaining the spell.

The very air in the room felt like it was sucked out as the entire family fell silent, none willing to challenge Clarissa's influence. After an indiscernible amount of time passed, she relaxed her hand, allowing the magic to die out. The hearth slowly refueled itself, however the fire was weaker than before. The sunlight that shined into the room seemed muted and dull. The entire family was still and silent, unwilling to break the eerie silence.

The sat like this for quiet a while, each of them considering how to react to their mother's display of power. While the spell itself wasn't that impressive by itself, most likely a hex each member of the family could replicate, the fact that Clarissa has become enraged enough to use magic to make her children heed her was one that no one could ignore. Clarissa was most certainly the most level-headed family member, and when she became angry, everyone immediately restrained themselves.

After a few minutes, Edwin swallowed and then spoke. "Your concerns are most certainly heard, Mother and Father, and I will endeavor to remedy this situation over the course of my final years at Hogwarts. I appreciate your concern for my welfare." With that, he rose from his seat and immediately left the room, careful not to rush. He was glad to be away from his family for a short time, however that would soon end.

I Solemnly Swear that I am Up to No Good

@QueenSCH Hahah, thank you so much! I didn't mean to write that much but thanks for reading it! I'll go ahead and move my CS over the the CS tab.

From the Weakest Goblin To the Greatest God

- Skubli -

@DuthGuy @Heyitsjiwon @Jangel13

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Once he had finished skinning the Rabbit, Skubli returned his attention to the group. The new goblin, Lothar, explained a few plans to the group. Skubli silently observed the other two goblins interact as he attempted to remove the blood from his claws by wiping them on the grass next to him.

"Lothar go stand as close to the middle as you can and don't move, unless to spear a fish. Skubli and I will try to scare them in your direction. Also guys try to keep an eye out for Rabbits, more horns is always good." Stegs seemed unconcerned with the wound in his arm, and while that worried Skubli, he decided not to mention it.

Skubli crawled over to the edge of the water, poking his claws into the cool liquid with a large amount of trepidation. After deeming it safe, he turned towards the other goblins.

"The water's good. There's more fish that way." Skubli pointed downstream, jerking his head in the direction as well for emphasis. "We should go there to get more fish."