Post by teddy remus lupin on Jun 19, 2011 16:27:39 GMT -5
TED 'TEDDY' REMUS LUPIN
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I don't really know who I am
It's time for me to take a stand
I need a change and I need it fast
I know that any day could be the last
All I want is a little of the good life
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COME INTO MY WORLD
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FULL NAME:
Ted Remus Lupin.
NICKNAMES:
Teddy, Teddy Bear, Professor Lupin.
AGE:
Twenty-two .
BIRTH DATE:
April 5, 1998.
BLOOD TYPE:
Half-blood.
SEXUALITY:
Heterosexual.
HOUSE & YEAR:
Hufflepuff. Graduated.
OCCUPATION:
Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING
-------------------- BETWEEN THE TRUTHS AND THE LIES.[/color][/font][/center]
PLAYBY:
Chace Crawford.
BEST TRAITS:
- Sense of humor.
- Passionate.
- His looks.
- Determined.
- Loyal.
WORST TRAITS:
- Sometimes cocky.
- Temper (especially on full moons).
- Impulsive.
- Rowdy.
- Can act childish/playful.
PERSONALITY:
During his school years, Teddy was known to be a class clown. He enjoyed making people laugh, and had quite the group of friends. Many would have considered him to be in the more popular crowd. He was known for getting himself into mischief, and pulling off jokes on his friends, usually involving his ability to change his appearance by will, a trait which he inherited from her mother. Though higher up on the social food chain, Teddy was a kind person. Growing up without much money or family, he learned to appreciate the little things in life.
Once Teddy graduated from Hogwarts, he found himself consumed with the life of a wild man. It was, at this point in his life, most worried out partying and just having fun. That phase of mind lasted for about five years, until he received a phone call one morning. His grandmother, the closest family he had, had suffered a fatal heart attack. It was this event that pulled Teddy out of his immature state of mind, and set him on track. Since that morning, Teddy Lupin has been working towards his passion and dreams, trying to be a proper man, and leave his party days behind him. This has also caused him to become more introverted, though his social skills will never completely fade.
FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL
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NATIONALITY:
English.
HOME TOWN:
Cornwall, England.
FINANCIAL STATUS:
Middle class.
PARENTS:
- Remus John Lupin/Father/Deceased.
- Nymphadora Lupin (née Tonks)/Mother/Deceased.
SIBLINGS:
None.
OTHERS:
- Andromeda Tonks (née Black)/Grandmother/Deceased
- Victoire Weasley/Friend/Seventeen/Alive
- Harry James Potter/Godfather/30s/Alive
HISTORY:
Growing up without his mother or father, Teddy Lupin was raised by his grandmother, Andromeda Tonks. He was close to the Potter and Weasley families, especially his Godfather, Harry Potter. At a young age, Teddy befriended one of the many Weasley children, Victoire. The two of them practically grew up with one another, being the closest of friends. Teddy enjoyed playing Quidditch with the girl, and she appeared to take a liking to his able-to-change-to-any-color hair. Though they spent so much time together, Teddy and Victoire began to drift apart when he was sent off to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, leaving the younger girl behind with no other choice.
Now within the school's walls, Teddy was placed into the house of Hufflepuff, the same as his mother. Easily, the boy gained the liking of his fellow students. His attitude was one everyone liked to be around -- except on the days with full moons; on those days, Teddy would have an almost violent temper, caused by his part-werewolf nature -- and just like Victoire, they enjoyed his Metamorphmagus abilities. During his years at school, Teddy got into much trouble with his closest pals. He was quite the prankster, discovering new charms and ways to use his abilities to play jokes on people. Through all of the fun, though, Teddy discovered his natural liking and skill in Transfiguration. This would come into play later on down the line.
After graduation, Teddy found himself pulled into a life of partying and childish acts. His troubles within Hogwarts' walls seemed to triple in the real world. Teddy lost sight of what was important for about five years, until one morning he received a phone call. His grandmother had suffered a fatal heart attack. This event sent Teddy into a fierce depression, and caused him to turn into somewhat of an introvert for a few months. Though in another hard stage of his life, this time period got him out of the childish situations, and once having a serious talk with his Godfather, Teddy was determined to correct his ways. He was going to go after his passions, live his life. And that set in his mind, Teddy Remus Lupin returned to the the place he could call his home: Hogwarts. Requesting the open position of Transfiguration, Professor Lupin is now going into his first year of teaching, hoping to do his best, hoping not to disappoint his grandmother, father, and mother.
SEE WHO I AM
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ALIAS:
Teej.
RP EXPERIENCE:
3+ years.
OTHER CHARACTERS:
Sam Evans.
CODE WORD:
ADMIN EDIT!
SAMPLE POST:
Sam allowed a long, deep sigh to leave his lips. He was laying on his bed, with his hands behind his head, resting on a pillow. The boy had been in this position for too long, and was growing even more bored than he had been before. Sure, playing World of Warcraft had distracted him for a few hours, but it was time to face the sad, but true, facts: Sam had no life as of late. The last time he'd done anything fun was when he went to the Lima Mall with all of the fellow New Directions members; And even that was loosely 'fun', as drama had weaved its way all over that trip.
The blond sighed once more, and just as he did so, his blue eyes drifted over to his cell phone. The electronic was suddenly lighting up, receiving a text message. Sam raised an eyebrow curiously, and made his way off of the bed, and over to his computer desk, where the phone was placed. He pressed a few buttons on the thing's small screen, and realized that the message sent had been from Puck. "Odd..." Sam thought to himself.
The guppy mouthed boy and Noah Puckerman shared an interesting relationship. Sure, they could get along perfectly most of the time, but there was always tension between them, whether they wanted it or not. Both had had romantic times with Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez, and things between the two boys were unusual. Sam tried to ignore those facts, though, as he didn't see why they would matter anymore, because his feelings for Quinn and Santana were in the past.
Sam read the text over, and was somewhat shocked at what it said. Hell, if it had come from anyone but Puck, the blond would have been completely stunned. 'Sam, a few of us are breaking into McKinley. Are you in?' What was he to say to that?! No?! Sam ran his palms over his face, thinking. Of course he couldn't say no! This was the perfect opportunity. He could cure his boredom, possibly settle his differences with Puckerman, and just plain out enjoy himself for once, without his parents watching over his back. Sam replied to the above message, saying, 'I'm so in! Gotta avoid the parents though. Might be tricky.' And it would be tricky, indeed. Sam's parents were quite the bother, and slipping passed them would be the hardest part of the night.
He stood in his tracks for a few moments, waiting for a reply. And without another blink, it came. 'You can do it, we'll be there at about 7-8 but I'll text you on the way.' Sam could not help but grin at this. He was already feeling the rush of excitement, and loved it! He sat his phone back on the desk, and flopped himself down upon his bed. And just as he made his landing on the squishy mattress, an idea flowed into Sam's thoughts. He instantly jumped back up onto the bottoms of his feet, and rushed to his closet. The puffy lipped blond dug through his things for the next forty five minutes, until he finally discovered what he was looking for. The grin on his face turned into a devious smile. Tonight was going to be awesome; There was no doubt in his mind.
Sam waited around for Puck's next text, pacing his room. He now wore black, leather gloves, boots, and a darkened pair of jeans. A dark hoodie completed his look. Well, almost completed, as his outfit wasn't the same without the helmet he'd dug out of his messy closet... The Darth Vader helmet, that is. Sam glanced over at the replica helmet, as the thing was sitting on his bed. It was perfect. Nerdy, just how Sam liked 'em, and would keep his face protected from any school cameras. The boy was distracted by a vibrating sound, obviously coming from his cell phone. Sam darted over to his desk, and hastily checked for Puck's message. It was time! Puck was on his way to McKinley, and Sam was to meet up shortly.
He grabbed at the Star Wars replica, and carried it under his arm. Sam slowly made his way out of his bedroom, and down the stairs. His parents seemed to be out back, on the porch, chatting about some useless matter; Probably about how closed off they were from their children, as that seemed to be their newest obsession. Sam didn't waste any time, and shot out of the front door. He stumbled over to his car, and hopped on in. His breathing was heavy, as his blood heated from all of the excitement flowing through his veins. The blond started up his car, and gingerly sat the Darth Vader helmet next to him, in in the passenger's seat. Trying not to speed, Sam pulled away from his house, and headed for his current high school.
It didn't take much time at all to arrive at the scene. Sam pulled over to the side of the road, and parked just next to Puck's vehicle. The boy recognized the car from seeing it before a handful of times. He picked up the helmet once more, and exited his own ride. The blond tried to casually approach the high school, but he caught himself almost sprinting a few times. Spotting a few figures in the distance, just near the front doors of McKinley, Sam placed the Darth Vader helmet over his bleached hair. He tried not to make any sound, until just lose enough to the others. Once in the appropriate spot, Sam inhaled as loudly as physically possible, and then exhaled. He'd practiced the Darth Vader sound effects more than enough times to sound somewhat like the character.
Although he wore a smug grin on his pink lips, the others - Puck, Rachel, and Kurt - couldn't see it, as the black helmet covered his head completely. Sam released a breathy chuckle, not being able to be serious in this mask. He pulled the thing from his head, and looked around at the three other figures. Now that it was off, Sam could see them much better. Rachel was in what looked like some sort of ballet costume, and Kurt was sporting around a mostly black, cat-burglar-like suit. Puckerman looked mostly like himself, though he carried a bag in his grip. Sam sent each of them a friendly smile, his blond locks falling in front of his view as he did so. "Sweet helmet, right?" He stated, letting out another uncontrolled giggle. His attention turned mostly to Rachel next, and Sam lifted an eyebrow at her. "Didn't expect to see you here, Tinkerbell." He grinned at the imp-sized brunette, looking her outfit over.
The blond sighed once more, and just as he did so, his blue eyes drifted over to his cell phone. The electronic was suddenly lighting up, receiving a text message. Sam raised an eyebrow curiously, and made his way off of the bed, and over to his computer desk, where the phone was placed. He pressed a few buttons on the thing's small screen, and realized that the message sent had been from Puck. "Odd..." Sam thought to himself.
The guppy mouthed boy and Noah Puckerman shared an interesting relationship. Sure, they could get along perfectly most of the time, but there was always tension between them, whether they wanted it or not. Both had had romantic times with Quinn Fabray and Santana Lopez, and things between the two boys were unusual. Sam tried to ignore those facts, though, as he didn't see why they would matter anymore, because his feelings for Quinn and Santana were in the past.
Sam read the text over, and was somewhat shocked at what it said. Hell, if it had come from anyone but Puck, the blond would have been completely stunned. 'Sam, a few of us are breaking into McKinley. Are you in?' What was he to say to that?! No?! Sam ran his palms over his face, thinking. Of course he couldn't say no! This was the perfect opportunity. He could cure his boredom, possibly settle his differences with Puckerman, and just plain out enjoy himself for once, without his parents watching over his back. Sam replied to the above message, saying, 'I'm so in! Gotta avoid the parents though. Might be tricky.' And it would be tricky, indeed. Sam's parents were quite the bother, and slipping passed them would be the hardest part of the night.
He stood in his tracks for a few moments, waiting for a reply. And without another blink, it came. 'You can do it, we'll be there at about 7-8 but I'll text you on the way.' Sam could not help but grin at this. He was already feeling the rush of excitement, and loved it! He sat his phone back on the desk, and flopped himself down upon his bed. And just as he made his landing on the squishy mattress, an idea flowed into Sam's thoughts. He instantly jumped back up onto the bottoms of his feet, and rushed to his closet. The puffy lipped blond dug through his things for the next forty five minutes, until he finally discovered what he was looking for. The grin on his face turned into a devious smile. Tonight was going to be awesome; There was no doubt in his mind.
Sam waited around for Puck's next text, pacing his room. He now wore black, leather gloves, boots, and a darkened pair of jeans. A dark hoodie completed his look. Well, almost completed, as his outfit wasn't the same without the helmet he'd dug out of his messy closet... The Darth Vader helmet, that is. Sam glanced over at the replica helmet, as the thing was sitting on his bed. It was perfect. Nerdy, just how Sam liked 'em, and would keep his face protected from any school cameras. The boy was distracted by a vibrating sound, obviously coming from his cell phone. Sam darted over to his desk, and hastily checked for Puck's message. It was time! Puck was on his way to McKinley, and Sam was to meet up shortly.
He grabbed at the Star Wars replica, and carried it under his arm. Sam slowly made his way out of his bedroom, and down the stairs. His parents seemed to be out back, on the porch, chatting about some useless matter; Probably about how closed off they were from their children, as that seemed to be their newest obsession. Sam didn't waste any time, and shot out of the front door. He stumbled over to his car, and hopped on in. His breathing was heavy, as his blood heated from all of the excitement flowing through his veins. The blond started up his car, and gingerly sat the Darth Vader helmet next to him, in in the passenger's seat. Trying not to speed, Sam pulled away from his house, and headed for his current high school.
It didn't take much time at all to arrive at the scene. Sam pulled over to the side of the road, and parked just next to Puck's vehicle. The boy recognized the car from seeing it before a handful of times. He picked up the helmet once more, and exited his own ride. The blond tried to casually approach the high school, but he caught himself almost sprinting a few times. Spotting a few figures in the distance, just near the front doors of McKinley, Sam placed the Darth Vader helmet over his bleached hair. He tried not to make any sound, until just lose enough to the others. Once in the appropriate spot, Sam inhaled as loudly as physically possible, and then exhaled. He'd practiced the Darth Vader sound effects more than enough times to sound somewhat like the character.
Although he wore a smug grin on his pink lips, the others - Puck, Rachel, and Kurt - couldn't see it, as the black helmet covered his head completely. Sam released a breathy chuckle, not being able to be serious in this mask. He pulled the thing from his head, and looked around at the three other figures. Now that it was off, Sam could see them much better. Rachel was in what looked like some sort of ballet costume, and Kurt was sporting around a mostly black, cat-burglar-like suit. Puckerman looked mostly like himself, though he carried a bag in his grip. Sam sent each of them a friendly smile, his blond locks falling in front of his view as he did so. "Sweet helmet, right?" He stated, letting out another uncontrolled giggle. His attention turned mostly to Rachel next, and Sam lifted an eyebrow at her. "Didn't expect to see you here, Tinkerbell." He grinned at the imp-sized brunette, looking her outfit over.
THE WORLD IS IN OUR HANDS
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIA OF CAUTION AND POTTERWATCH.
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