Post by Jeff Alexander Thompson on Jun 15, 2011 6:43:02 GMT -5
Jeff Alexander Thompson
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You're so hypnotising,
Could you be the devil, Could you be an angel
Your touch magnetizing,
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COME INTO MY WORLD
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FULL NAME:
Jeff Alexander Thompson
NICKNAMES:
Jeffie, Blondie.
AGE:
Seventeen
BIRTH DATE:
April, 16th, 1995.
BLOOD TYPE:
Halfblood.
SEXUALITY:
Pansexual.
HOUSE & YEAR:
Gryffindor, 7th.
OCCUPATION:
Student.
IT'S THE BEST WAY OF LIVING
-------------------- BETWEEN THE TRUTHS AND THE LIES.[/color][/font][/center]
PLAYBY:
Riker Lynch.
BEST TRAITS:
Intuition
Singing Voice
Charms, Herbology and Transfiguration ability
Loyalty
Optimistic .
WORST TRAITS:
Dirty Minded,
Easily Distracted,
Gets obsessed easily,
Hyperactive,
Body obsessed.
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PERSONALITY:
Jeff Thompson is not the kind of person to look on the dark side, he tends to try and find the positive in everything and more often than not he will pull it off. Rarely seen without a smile, Jeff is someone who is not only able to charm people with his kind nature but to instinctively know just what they need to hear. A very intelligent teen, his class work is exemplary and his loyalty to his friends often leads him to help tutor them occasionally, provided they can keep up with his hyperactive and often distracted mind. Yes though he is a very good student he also has an inability to keep his attention on one thing for too long, if he’s not genuinely obsessing over something then it’s incredibly easy for him to get distracted and go off to do something else.
If you were to ask his friends to describe him then they would be able to talk wildly about late nights where he would show his hyperactive side, often running about or doing something over the top in order to get attention or to amuse his friends. Often the easiest thing he could do in order to help amuse those friends would be to just surprise them with something filthy, easy for the boy as he was often a dirty minded jokester (something that had cost his house more than a few house cup points) who would do anything in order to make his friends think higher of him than he did of himself. He often thought he wasn’t at his peak physically, feeling flabby even though many would say otherwise and thus he developed a rather severe body image problem, one that was harder to quell than he thought..
FEAR IS WITHERING THE SOUL
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NATIONALITY:
Half English, Half American. HERE.
HOME TOWN:
Manchester.
FINANCIAL STATUS:
Lower 1st class.
PARENTS:
Agatha Thompson, 37, Improper Use Of Magic Office, Alive.
Richard Thompson, 38, Department of Magical Law Enforcement, Alive.
SIBLINGS:
Sarina Thompson, 20, Holyhead Harpies, Alive.
Tyra Thompson, 9, Student, Alive.
Kyle Thompson, 19, Auror, Dead.
OTHERS:
Pomona Sprout,52, Former Head Of Hufflepuff and Former Head Of Herbology, Distant Relative.
HISTORY:
Jeff was a very precocious little boy, trying desperately to get attention from his parents. His elder brother and sister however were constantly getting the majority of the attention from his parents, they were the golden children who were learning the art of magic and he was just the lowly halfblood son that both parents did not have time for. His parent’s frequent neglectful nature lead to him attempting valiantly to gain their attention and hopefully their love by doing anything to get noticed, but none of it worked. The only one who really paid any attention to him was his older brother who knew how tough it was to break through their parent’s and his aunt Pomona Sprout who every year during her summer break would come to collect him and take the young boy to her home where they would talk and laugh and he wasn’t ignored by her.
Sadly as he got to be a little older his family was dealt a crushing blow, his brother who was valiantly helping in the battle against some rouge death eaters who has escaped Azkaban was hit with the most unforgivable curse of them all. His passing hit the family hard, causing poor Jeff to retreat from his parents, who only cared about his sisters, and seek the affection that he had lost some other way. At his school he was quickly given a reputation as a shameless flirt, boys, girls, he didn’t care so long as they would show him some sort of kindness of affection then he would por on the charm and flirt openly with either gender, a practice that was appreciated by some and mocked by others.
It was during his eleventh year of life that his Aunt Spout told him during their yearly sumer visit that he had been accepted into Hogwarts School of Witcraft and Wizardry, something that he was hyperactively excited about as it would hopefully allow him to learn the craft of magic well enough that maybe his parent’s might take notice of him instead of focussing on his little sister, who was not given such an invitation to the school as of yet. He went with his aunt to Diagon Alley to purchase his supplies, including a seven and a half inch maple wand with a phoenix feather as the core that instantly reacted positively to his touch. He soon boarded onto the Hogwarts express and met new friends, including a young boy named Kurt Hummel who he took an instant liking too. They shared the train ride into the school and were sorted into the house of Gryffindor, managing to talk the head of the house into allowing them to stay in the same room which allowed them to become the best of friends and eventually date. He knew he was needing an activity to do beyond his classwork so he signed up for the school’s singing group the AccioPella’s, a group that offered him the unconditional love that he’d been craving all his life. He also joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team along with Kurt as a chaser.
SEE WHO I AM
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ALIAS:
John AKA Onataria.
RP EXPERIENCE:
About 1 year now.
OTHER CHARACTERS:
None.
SAMPLE POST:
This is my example as Kurt from another RP:
"For the past few weeks, Kurt had found himself thinking about the last year and the rather foolish attempts he had made to win over the heart of William McKinley's golden boy quarterback Finn Hudson. He was glad that he had failed miserably and now he had in fact gained him and Carole as the missing pieces of his family. But lately, something has been troubling Kurt. He had been watching an episode of Gilmore Girls and he had gotten a rather weird idea. It had been one from the second season where Lorelai had met up with her ex boyfriend Max and had just gotten straight into doing the nasty. He, while slightly put of by the sight of hetero loving on the television, listened as the two had discussed that the encounter was merely the pair getting closure on their break up.
So that was what had led to Kurt creating multiple scenarios where he could somehow get that with his stepbrother. He knew the mere idea of it was preposterous, not to mention on the borderline of being incestous, (almost but not quite, Kurt had checked), but here he was, walking up to Finn's room, hoping it would work. He knew that Finn was sick and feverish so he believed that those might play in his favour. He had heard Carole, his stepmother, giving Finn some medicine and ice cream about 10 minutes ago and had promptly left the two of them alone as the two parents had gone on a spontaneous date to the theatre (after giving Burt several hints that Carole loved Beauty and The Beast). Reaching the top of the stairs, Kurt gulped down in a reaction to his nervousness, arrived at Finn's door and knocked lightly. "Finn," He said loud enough for Finn to hear, " It's Kurt, can I come in?"
Kurt waited for a reply from his step brother. He was worried that he was just going to have to forget the whole thing and leave him be, and that would just make it harder for him to even re attempt it again at a different point. It was a relief for him that within a minute or so of him asking for permission to enter Finn's room, he had heard a barely audible "Sure, Whatever." Kurt smiled briefly, turned the metal door handle, and entered the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
The first thing that hit Kurt once he was inside was the smell. It was like the McKinley locker room odour plus his dad's lucky socks times by one hundred. Kurt had the urge to either run out the room and get air freshner immediately or to just open a window. However, he knew that if he even as much made a move that made Finn angry with him, his hopes of closure would just fly out the window with the wind.
Kurt carefully stepped over the remains of tissues, empty boxes of confectionery, cans of soda and empty bowls that had just the slightest remains out ice cream in them, and hovered over Finn's bed. He considered whether standing would make him seem like he was intimidating or just angry. Deciding that it would be a bad idea to come across like that, Kurt promptly pushes a pile of tissues off of the bed and daintily sat down on the bed. "Finn?" He said, begining his plan, " Can I talk to you about something? It's about last year...""
Read more: www.wannabe1.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=oc&action=display&thread=40#ixzz1PLkQQazb.
"For the past few weeks, Kurt had found himself thinking about the last year and the rather foolish attempts he had made to win over the heart of William McKinley's golden boy quarterback Finn Hudson. He was glad that he had failed miserably and now he had in fact gained him and Carole as the missing pieces of his family. But lately, something has been troubling Kurt. He had been watching an episode of Gilmore Girls and he had gotten a rather weird idea. It had been one from the second season where Lorelai had met up with her ex boyfriend Max and had just gotten straight into doing the nasty. He, while slightly put of by the sight of hetero loving on the television, listened as the two had discussed that the encounter was merely the pair getting closure on their break up.
So that was what had led to Kurt creating multiple scenarios where he could somehow get that with his stepbrother. He knew the mere idea of it was preposterous, not to mention on the borderline of being incestous, (almost but not quite, Kurt had checked), but here he was, walking up to Finn's room, hoping it would work. He knew that Finn was sick and feverish so he believed that those might play in his favour. He had heard Carole, his stepmother, giving Finn some medicine and ice cream about 10 minutes ago and had promptly left the two of them alone as the two parents had gone on a spontaneous date to the theatre (after giving Burt several hints that Carole loved Beauty and The Beast). Reaching the top of the stairs, Kurt gulped down in a reaction to his nervousness, arrived at Finn's door and knocked lightly. "Finn," He said loud enough for Finn to hear, " It's Kurt, can I come in?"
Kurt waited for a reply from his step brother. He was worried that he was just going to have to forget the whole thing and leave him be, and that would just make it harder for him to even re attempt it again at a different point. It was a relief for him that within a minute or so of him asking for permission to enter Finn's room, he had heard a barely audible "Sure, Whatever." Kurt smiled briefly, turned the metal door handle, and entered the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.
The first thing that hit Kurt once he was inside was the smell. It was like the McKinley locker room odour plus his dad's lucky socks times by one hundred. Kurt had the urge to either run out the room and get air freshner immediately or to just open a window. However, he knew that if he even as much made a move that made Finn angry with him, his hopes of closure would just fly out the window with the wind.
Kurt carefully stepped over the remains of tissues, empty boxes of confectionery, cans of soda and empty bowls that had just the slightest remains out ice cream in them, and hovered over Finn's bed. He considered whether standing would make him seem like he was intimidating or just angry. Deciding that it would be a bad idea to come across like that, Kurt promptly pushes a pile of tissues off of the bed and daintily sat down on the bed. "Finn?" He said, begining his plan, " Can I talk to you about something? It's about last year...""
Read more: www.wannabe1.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=oc&action=display&thread=40#ixzz1PLkQQazb.
THE WORLD IS IN OUR HANDS
-------------------- THIS IS NOT THE END.[/color][/font]
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIA OF CAUTION AND POTTERWATCH.
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