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Post by Lisa Millar on Jan 2, 2007 11:58:04 GMT
ok you have your ability back
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Post by Rudolph Alexander on Feb 25, 2007 15:45:16 GMT
Name: Rudolph Alexander Age: 15 Job: Student House: Hufflepuff
Special Ability: Werewolf Were you Born with it: no, i was bitten by a man in Knockturn alley when i got lost from my familly while they were at gringotts when i was 8 Sample RP using your powers (Must be at least 10 sentences):
Rudolph looked up at the sky in trepidation, the bright horrific moon shon on his boyish features progressingly becoming more wolf like, painful fang like teeth grew out of his gums, a fur coat now bristled with aggresive life in the wind, he stood in the Dark forest where his headmaster banished him every eve of a full moon, now fully wolf he stood on his back paws almost upright at 10 feet and howled to the moon, the Rudolf ran into the forest looking for prey it gulped a drink from the big lake and stalked a feral duck, when it caught it, it ripped out its guts in a bloody explosion, the first of many leaving Rudolph with raw bone and decaying flesh in his mouth in the morning
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Post by TBA on Feb 25, 2007 15:58:43 GMT
You are accepted!
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Post by TBA on Mar 2, 2007 21:12:48 GMT
Could you possible choose one, for now, and then maybe acquire the other later? Sorry, I know you may feel this is mean and stuff, but ... meh.
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Post by Bellatrix Jane Carter on Mar 9, 2007 9:39:40 GMT
Neh its not mean or anything *glare: Hey you stole my meh* (Nah just kidding) Well anyway for now I'd choose Metamorphagus..... if possible
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Post by thelion on Apr 10, 2007 13:32:50 GMT
Name: Junan Koukeo Age: 20 Job: Muggle History Teacher House: Ravenclaw
Special Ability: Elemental: Air/ Seer/ Telekenetic Were you Born with it: Yes, Yes, Yes Sample RP using your powers (Must be at least 10 sentences): Junan was surrounded by darkwizards and was hit in the chest by a disarming spell. He flew backwards and landed hard on the ground. he slowly stood up and said "Ok now that was a good shot. Ready for mine?" He pulled out two simple fans and with a wave of them two tornado's came out fo no where and was sent torwds the group of dark wizards. He waved the fans again and his wand was lifted up and blown torwds him. He aought the wand and continued to fight.......
Junan was asleep in his bed and he started to dream. In this dream several students busted through his door and started to yell at him to get up; that there was a fire in the common room. Junan jumped up and ran to the common room where he pulled out his wand and started to put the water out, but as he did part of the cealing caved in and crushed a group of studants. Junan shot up from bed in a cold sweet. suddenyl there was running and students busted throught the door saying that there was a fire in the common room. Junan ran to put out the ires like he did in his dream, but then he remembered the last part With a wave of his free hand he used his telekenisis to move the studants fromunder the cealing just before it fell...................
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Post by TBA on Apr 10, 2007 13:36:50 GMT
OK, you have been accepted for Elemental and Seer.
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Post by thelion on Apr 10, 2007 13:39:35 GMT
what about Telekinetic?
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Post by TBA on Apr 10, 2007 13:47:50 GMT
Sorry, you're only allowed two.
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Post by thelion on Apr 10, 2007 13:48:23 GMT
oh okay then
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Post by Alastair Tare on Apr 14, 2007 12:44:39 GMT
Name: Thomas Wirmstring Age: 43 Job: Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor House: Doesn't apply
Special Ability: Legilimens Were you Born with it?: No Sample RP using your powers (Must be at least 10 sentences): Professor Wirmstring looked around the class. "Today, children," He spoke to the seventh years as if they were first years. "I will be trying to teach you Occulmens. As you may or may not know, I am a legilimens. This means I can look into your heads and extract whatever I want. Occulmens is a technique I have not yet mastered, but I assure you I know enough to teach you the basics. Occulmens is a way of clearing your mind, meaning a legilimens cannot take what they want, as there is nothing to take. Now, close your eyes and attempt to empty your minds. After ten minutes I will look into each and every one of you. Those who have not got to a stage as I think successful enough will be taking a detention with me until they reach a suitable level."
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Post by TBA on Apr 14, 2007 12:46:56 GMT
Accepted!
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Post by Drea Matlin on Apr 14, 2007 14:32:49 GMT
Name: Drea Matlin Age: 16 Job: Student House: Ravenclaw
Special Ability: Shape Shifter (the way I wish for the ability to be is to be able to transfigure into animate objects at will, sort of a mix between a metamorphagus ability and animagus, but more advanced. It wouldn't require a spell just concentration and knowledge of the shape she was changing into.) Were you Born with it: Yes, it is a talent that a person can only be born with, but it takes intensive study and concentration to achieve the ability to change into multiple forms. Sample RP using your powers:
The night started slowly, with darkness creeping in slowly with help of angry thunderheads and fierce winds. Rain began to drop from the sky like a greater force attempting to fill the desolate space with something more than an empty sorrow. The phantom girl lifted her head to let the water soak through her clothes, and skin. She let the water caress her flesh and bones, the chill reaching the blood in her veins with a shock like lightning calling her closer. A crash filled the night and was a lit with the force of electricity in the rain and metal on the ground. In the distance there were shouts of fear and the smell of smoking tinder and a sick, acrid burning smell of flesh.
Drea knew she would have to run from the storm, but the form she was in just wouldn’t do it. As a human she was too tall, too imposing, too noticeable. There was more than the storm she must run from too. She needed to be something small, something fast, something that says “notice-me-not” without casting a spell. Slowly at first, but quickly gaining speed, Drea went into her mind and found the center of her concentration. Once there she found the shape she needed, the shape that would let her escape. Taking a deep breath, Drea called to her magic to let this new shape take over her body and hold her consciousness. In this new shape she was closer to the ground, she could hide under bushes and in holes, and yet she was fast enough to get away from the storm and her pursuers. The once girl began to speed off through the night, leaving her resting place behind as fast as her small legs would carry her.
Soon after her departure, the pursuers found themselves in a magic charged clearing, looking for a teenage girl unsuccessfully. The only living creatures the dark men found were a few shrill chirping birds, and a rabbit running off into the underbrush like hell itself was chasing the small animal.
Her heart beating quickly from fear and adrenaline, Drea decided to stay hidden in the underbrush until those following her left the clearing in search of her in a different place. It was a long time after Drea’s decision to say in place that she was able to exit the clearing. She slowly hopped out from under a bush and sent listened for the sound of large beasts moving and erratic heartbeats. When she didn’t find any of the potentially frightening sounds, Drea transformed back into herself. Once standing again, a small voice in the back of Drea’s mind told her it wasn’t safe to stay as herself. Taking on one of her different personalities, Drea felt a tingling sensation fall across her face and slowly spread throughout her body. She didn’t need to look down at herself to know she was no longer the 5’5” light brunette girl that her body normally held shape as. Instead she was 5’10” and leggy with such deep dark brown hair that it was nearly black. Her skin was no longer alabaster, but a golden tan. Her eyes too were changed, now chocolate brown instead of a sea swimming blue. A small smile crept onto Drea’s face as she started to walk out of the woods; she knew they wouldn’t be able to find her now.
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Post by Drea Matlin on Apr 14, 2007 14:36:26 GMT
Name: Drea Matlin Age: 16 Job: Student House: Ravenclaw
Special Ability: Mind Arts (She would just have a predisposition to something similar to Occlumency, but it wouldn't be clearing her mind, or shutting it behind a fortress. It would be more like she can hide her memories and make fake identities. As for the part similar to Leglimens Drea would pick up on periphial thoughts of those around her without concentrating too hard. Eventually she could achieve the affect closer to a true Leglimens by she could search for specific memories or cause damage in the mind. For Drea to be a shape shifter she would need to hace developed skills as a type occlumens to achieve the necessary concentration for her other talent. Leglimens would be useful for her when she needs to obtain information.) Were you Born with it: No, Drea taught herself through books and practice. Sample RP using your powers:
(Picks off where the other Sample RP left off)
Trees were blown with the force of the wind and sought the chance to rip Drea’s clothes and hair, as well as slap her face and body. Despite pleading and praying to the gods for the storm to let up, it seemed like it was becoming more violent. Drea knew it was futile to ask for the heavens to stop hindering her when dark magic was behind the storm. The more the caster concentrated on the spell, the more wind, rain, and lightning would cascade onto the small area of earth being attacked. Drea was nearing the city, and as soon as she saw the dark men patrolling the streets and stopping the running citizens, she was glad she was exiting the woods in from an area that was considered part of the nearby park.
As Drea stepped onto the street she entered the deep concentration of her trained mind and hide her identity in the depths of the vault she created in her mind. She quickly chose the personality she had created to accompany the physical form she was now in. If the evil men were using Leglimens to search for her, they would only know her as a frightened Hispanic girl whose house had been destroyed in the storm. To keep up the façade, she let a false panic fill her mind and body. It didn’t take her long to join the running and screaming towns’ people. A small and hidden part of her mind wanted her to do something to help the town and the people, but that same part knew if she were to act against the dark men would be a death sentence. They would know she was the girl they sought, and unfortunately, there was nothing the girl could do for the frightened people.
As predicted, Drea was stopped and her mind was intruded violently by one of the angry men. He held her arms above her elbows forcefully and started to squeeze her arms with frustration. They hadn’t found Drea, and any girl they came across that wasn’t her was ever more likely to be abused. In anger the man in her mind started tearing apart memories and causing havoc by destroying her mind and causing insanity. At least that is what he had intended, and Drea played along. She started to fight back against the man with more false fear than before, and tried to free herself. The man hit her until she fell unconscious. She was the last mind any of the intruders felt that night, and they left the town to its imminent destruction. When Drea awoke she found herself held down in restraints at a hospital. She soon found out by gently searching the minds of the nurses around her that she had been trying to hurt herself and others whenever she awoke. Drea knew the last time she “fell asleep” was so she could restore her mind to proper order. With a sad sigh, Drea removed the remaining bits of the now destroyed personality. She knew she would have to create a knew identity soon, so she could still escape tough situations.
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Post by Ashlynn Torchwood on Apr 14, 2007 15:20:34 GMT
Name: Ashlynn Torchwood Age: 18 Job: None House: Ravenclaw
Special Ability: Veela Were you Born with it: Yes, I'm half Witch half Veela Sample RP using your powers (Must be at least 10 sentences): Ashlynn Torchwood, or simply Ash was sitting in the Library. She reading "Hogwarts: A History". Ash was justing minding her business when a boy, a year or two younger than her walked over. He looked like he was stunned. Her beautiful hazel hues left the page and looked up to the boy.
"Hi." Ash spoke, with her Estuary English accent. The boy was sort of speechless. "H-h-hi." He stuttered. She smiled. "What's up?" She asked.
The boy cleared his throat. "Has anyone ever told you how beautiful you were?" The boy asked. Ashlynn blushed.
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