Post by cinaed on Oct 5, 2009 4:27:38 GMT 10
General Information:
First Name: Cinaed
Last Name: Autumn
Blood type: Phoenix humanoid
Nationality: English
Birth place: Scottland
Appearence:
Eyes: Very sharp looking,
Hair: Short, brown, very wild.
Height: 6ft
General Appearance: Thin, looks almost like a male version of a fairy (irish ones, not the ones that look all cute.)
Dressing Style: Cinaed likes simple clothing, no acesseries. He likes thick boots, and tends to wear only dark denim or black pants. His shirts vary, but he doesn't like long sleaves very well. He will roll them up.
Personality:
basic personality: Cinaed is very traditional in a sense. Any girl who acts a little too friendly, he will refuse to get along with them. He thinks they're a waste of time. He's a very angry and spiteful character,but once his heart is in something, he'll fight to the bitter end. He, at some point, may seem a little stuck up.
Likes: Fire (obviously), alchohol, solitude, irony
Dislikes: Loudmouths, people who won't shut up, people who act like they know what they're talking about... mostly people.... he doesn't get along too well the run of the mill humans. He doesn't like vampires very much, either. He thinks they're creepy.
Habits: Cinaed often crosses his arms impatiently, or puts his hands in his pockets. He glares when he doesn't get his own way, and growls when people argue too much with him.
Strengths: Cinaed has a limiting power over fire. He can start it, or make it weaker. he can't stop it completely. Living in the wilderness. Expressing his anger, he's real good at doing that.
Weaknesses: Water for obvious reasons, mothers, weaker than the mythological phoenix, has no real concept of love, large groups of people. Will not be reborn, like other phoenixes. Being civil, or nice. He's not used to it.
Personal History:
Parents: Pheonician (mother, deceased) and Pyrrhus (father, deceased) Autumn
Siblings: None
Background Story: When Cinaed was born, his father had just been killed. His mother, Phoenician died eventually. Their ashes were thrown into the dead sea, so that they would never again come back.
He was brought up to hate humanity, however he was incredibly curious about it. After his mother died, he investigated it, and found it not as appalling as his mother had told him.
Hogwarts Sorting:
Strong Area of Magic: Anything agressive
Weak Area of Magic: Potions
Preferred House Choice: None
Preferred Year Choice: None, he doesn't do school. He's about 18
Minor Details:
Pets: No pets
Wand: EDIT: None, Cinaed doesn't use wands. Just fire. He thinks wands are beneith him.
Quidditch position: no
Allignments: Although he can understand the mythical creatures side, he has chosen to remain neutral. He's not big on large fights, he had seen enough.
RP response:
Cinaed watched the school called Hog-something from the edge of the forest. Maybe Hogham? He knew it had to do with two animal-sounding things. It didn't matter in any sense. His new human friend lived there half the time, he learned. Oh, his mother must be "rolling in her grave" as the saying went. But she was interesting for a human. Although he hated loudmouths, she grew on him. She changed moods so fast, it was hard to keep up. She was his new form of entertainment.
He turned back to the forrest, and began to walk through. He didn't live there, that was for sure. He much prefered caves than the forest scene. Forests were too green in his opinoin. Squishy too, he noted as mud attached itself to the bottom of his shoes. It was a little embarrasing to say that the mud actually bothered him. He didn't like making noises when he walked! It was down right annoying. Cinaed let out a low hiss, as he looked down and examined his shoe. Irrational iritation swept though him. Dirt. Water. Mud. Water, the source of life, and Cinaed's problem.
"Idiotic thing." He growled at it, as if it could talk back.
First Name: Cinaed
Last Name: Autumn
Blood type: Phoenix humanoid
Nationality: English
Birth place: Scottland
Appearence:
Eyes: Very sharp looking,
Hair: Short, brown, very wild.
Height: 6ft
General Appearance: Thin, looks almost like a male version of a fairy (irish ones, not the ones that look all cute.)
Dressing Style: Cinaed likes simple clothing, no acesseries. He likes thick boots, and tends to wear only dark denim or black pants. His shirts vary, but he doesn't like long sleaves very well. He will roll them up.
Personality:
basic personality: Cinaed is very traditional in a sense. Any girl who acts a little too friendly, he will refuse to get along with them. He thinks they're a waste of time. He's a very angry and spiteful character,but once his heart is in something, he'll fight to the bitter end. He, at some point, may seem a little stuck up.
Likes: Fire (obviously), alchohol, solitude, irony
Dislikes: Loudmouths, people who won't shut up, people who act like they know what they're talking about... mostly people.... he doesn't get along too well the run of the mill humans. He doesn't like vampires very much, either. He thinks they're creepy.
Habits: Cinaed often crosses his arms impatiently, or puts his hands in his pockets. He glares when he doesn't get his own way, and growls when people argue too much with him.
Strengths: Cinaed has a limiting power over fire. He can start it, or make it weaker. he can't stop it completely. Living in the wilderness. Expressing his anger, he's real good at doing that.
Weaknesses: Water for obvious reasons, mothers, weaker than the mythological phoenix, has no real concept of love, large groups of people. Will not be reborn, like other phoenixes. Being civil, or nice. He's not used to it.
Personal History:
Parents: Pheonician (mother, deceased) and Pyrrhus (father, deceased) Autumn
Siblings: None
Background Story: When Cinaed was born, his father had just been killed. His mother, Phoenician died eventually. Their ashes were thrown into the dead sea, so that they would never again come back.
He was brought up to hate humanity, however he was incredibly curious about it. After his mother died, he investigated it, and found it not as appalling as his mother had told him.
Hogwarts Sorting:
Strong Area of Magic: Anything agressive
Weak Area of Magic: Potions
Preferred House Choice: None
Preferred Year Choice: None, he doesn't do school. He's about 18
Minor Details:
Pets: No pets
Wand: EDIT: None, Cinaed doesn't use wands. Just fire. He thinks wands are beneith him.
Quidditch position: no
Allignments: Although he can understand the mythical creatures side, he has chosen to remain neutral. He's not big on large fights, he had seen enough.
RP response:
Cinaed watched the school called Hog-something from the edge of the forest. Maybe Hogham? He knew it had to do with two animal-sounding things. It didn't matter in any sense. His new human friend lived there half the time, he learned. Oh, his mother must be "rolling in her grave" as the saying went. But she was interesting for a human. Although he hated loudmouths, she grew on him. She changed moods so fast, it was hard to keep up. She was his new form of entertainment.
He turned back to the forrest, and began to walk through. He didn't live there, that was for sure. He much prefered caves than the forest scene. Forests were too green in his opinoin. Squishy too, he noted as mud attached itself to the bottom of his shoes. It was a little embarrasing to say that the mud actually bothered him. He didn't like making noises when he walked! It was down right annoying. Cinaed let out a low hiss, as he looked down and examined his shoe. Irrational iritation swept though him. Dirt. Water. Mud. Water, the source of life, and Cinaed's problem.
"Idiotic thing." He growled at it, as if it could talk back.
