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Sunday, Weeks
AGE 17BIRTHDAY July 27 2003OCCUPATION/STUDENT StudentSCHOOL/HOUSE/YEAR Hogwarts/Slytherin/7thBLOOD STATUS PurebloodLOCATION CHELSEA, ENGLAND | PERSONALITY: Self-Preservation - Sunday has the desire to evade trouble. He adapts very well to the situation. If he feels like he is in danger he flees the scene, and or does what is needed in order to get out of whatever bad situation he is in. He is determined to do whatever it takes to keep those he cares for safe, or evade trouble for them as well. He can be very unpredictable because of this. One never knows what to except of him when he runs from trouble, or suddenly comes up with a way to evade the trouble he finds himself in. He is very leery of everyone. It is hard to gain his trust, and he doesn't seem to care sometimes even for the friends he does have. Though he does he just doesn't show it well. He is very dedicated, loyal, and selfless to those he does trust. He can even be protective of them. Seemingly Cold - Sunday loves to read and is often glued to books. Not Books for classes though. He is interested in fantasy, Archery, and writing. These are primarily what he reads about. He hardly looks up to even see what's in front him. Though if you can get him to put it down for a moment he will open up. Though if not he will stare at you with cold eyes. He uses sarcasm a lot, and is often thought not to care. He just doesn't have much interest in much else besides what he likes. He also comes across as quiet, though around trusted friends he is not, and quite the opposite. ASPIRATION: Sunday's aspiration is to become a writer. He wants to write how to books of How to enchant Bows and Arrows, To teach people the skill of magical Archery which many dont seem to know. As well as History that many don't know, Fantasy, and Poems he has thought of through out the years. | LIKES: - Archery - Books/reading - Being Inside - Writing - Playing the Saxophone - Being called Apollo or Finn DISLIKES: - A lot of noise - having to do things other then his likes - Family get togethers or large crowds - People finding out he is not all that bad or mean, he just seems that way to keep people at a distance. - not being able to get out of the closet |
FAMILY MEMBERS. | This is for a wanted ad and this was the info they had. Stewart Weeks- father Lorelai Weeks- mother Monday Weeks- younger sibling Tuesday Weeks - Younger sibling Wednesday weeks- younger sibling Thursday weeks- younger sibling Friday weeks- younger sibling Saturday weeks- younger sibling The Freemans Sullivan Freeman- brother in law of Lorelai Aurora Freeman- sister of Lorelai Winter Freeman-cousin Summer Freeman- cousin Spring Freeman- cousin Autumn Freeman-cousin |
CHILDHOOD. | Sunday Apollo Weeks was the first born of six. Being the Eldest he was held to the highest expectations. He often shut it out. By doing this it gave many the impression that he didnt care, even though he did. Though because of it he was able to explore hobbies. These hobbies it would seem were inspired by his middle name Apollo. He made up the Name Finn Rosin as a pseudonym name to write under and play music, or go to places that his parents didnt like. He would sneak off in the middle of the night to go listen to a jazz club not far from where they lived. If questioned he would say his father was coming soon, or that he was working near by and this was were they were meeting up. After a while they stopped asking as it wasn't a club that had age requirements and he never asked for something to drink. As he got closer to elven though he stopped going as much. He went instead to the book shop that opened up. In there he would get lost. He would read books about the Greek gods, and came to find his middle name was from a Greek god, which his mother had never told him. He learned and grew a fascination with Archery, and more in music and dance. He long to try all of them. |
SCHOOL YEARS. | Once he turned elven he had to step away from the sneaking out, and go to Hogwarts. He was not that excited about it and just wanted for everyone to leave him alone so at least he could read stories of all the things he had found as a child. It was in his second year though where he met his best friend. Olivia loved to dance to all the music. He learned from her, as well as that finally get a chance to learn to play music and picked up the Saxophone. Though he was sure to make time for all his Pureblood friends as well just to appease his parents. Though he wasn't sure he would call them friends. Though he was happy whenever Olivia was around. Maybe he saw her as more of a true friend the the others. He mainly hung out with her and through the years saw others get boyfriends and girlfriends. He knew he would one day be matched but why not have some fun in school. Never really seeing interest in any of the girls in his classes, he asked out Olivia when she broke up with her boyfriend. All though they had fun together when it came to being romantic he always felt weird. It was about to be both of their first time and as they made out he could feel like something was off. He talked to her about it and she understood. She also introduce him to her cousin who was also gay. Although they said it wasn't official Finn fell hard and it was a moment that Finn felt alive. Though it end, he knew he couldn't tell his parents or anyone else. Though he hopes that as this is his last year he might be matched or ask to be matched with Olivia. As then he would be able to be with her where it counted and maybe they can have a life together that fits both of their needs and they could continue their friendship |
ADULTHOOD. | N/A |
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RP SAMPLE (200 words min.)
Andrew had grown up with private lessons in all his subjects. One of which was Dance. His mother had insisted he learn to at least dance the waltz. When he was young that was like pulling teeth from a rhinoceros just to get him to show up. Though Now he appreciated it. Really it had come down to the girls. When he was young he had no interest in them. Though as he got older they were heavenly creatures he longed for. He had not only learned the waltz, but the tango, and jazz. These were the ones that he liked the most. He had started to learn others but they got more difficult as his vision was getting worse. He had expected that though. His father had gone blind around his age of twenty three. So Andrew figured it would happen to him to. Considering that he wanted to see the same visions his father had seen for the band he would put together. He also since had looked into their pasts when they came into the band. At this time there were only a handful of members, but he knew it would get worse as he gathered more members. Plus he loved to look into the future and know what to expect. He had known for a while that he was going to meet a girl here. He never looked at her face in the vision, so as not to spoil the surprise. Though he did see him dancing with her.
He often came here and met woman after his mother found out that he was sleeping with the maids. This was a great place though as it was romantic. He could dance the day away with them then bring them to a hotel and have sex with them. He would then tell his betrothed that if his mother asked he had spent the day with her. He gave her money as that is what her family wanted out of their relationship. Though he wondered how he would be able to be with the girl he fell for and ditch her altogether. He knew his mother wanted him to marry a supernatural, as she was supportive of the Rebellion. Though why she felt she had to marry him off he had no idea. He wasn't opposed to the idea of marrying a supernatural, he just wanted to marry for love. Though he figured that was why she did it, to make sure he would. These were the thoughts running in his mind as he sat in a chair waiting for her to come. If today was that day, that was. If not he would keep coming back. Andrew closed his eyes as it hurt to look at things. He could get glasses, but he wouldnt have them long so he just got used to being blind by closing them.
As he sat there he heard the door open, and could smell that it was a girl who had walked in. A smiled came onto his face as he got up. Taking out his fathers cane he started to make his way to the scent. He just stood there next to her and smiled. He would wait till she was done doing what she was here for in order to ask her to dance. He opened his eyes to look at her. She was beautiful. Dark skin, and even darker hair. If she wasnt the one for him, he knew that he would at least date her, or try. Looking away he once again closed his eyes. He knew that if she questioned why he was there, was he was waiting for the dance instructor or some who worked here to help him find a partner to dance with. He had found this and holding the white tipped cane as a great way to get girls, as well as never come off as creepy. He turned his body toward the counter and let the smile on his face fade. He just listened for his cue to talk to her.
He often came here and met woman after his mother found out that he was sleeping with the maids. This was a great place though as it was romantic. He could dance the day away with them then bring them to a hotel and have sex with them. He would then tell his betrothed that if his mother asked he had spent the day with her. He gave her money as that is what her family wanted out of their relationship. Though he wondered how he would be able to be with the girl he fell for and ditch her altogether. He knew his mother wanted him to marry a supernatural, as she was supportive of the Rebellion. Though why she felt she had to marry him off he had no idea. He wasn't opposed to the idea of marrying a supernatural, he just wanted to marry for love. Though he figured that was why she did it, to make sure he would. These were the thoughts running in his mind as he sat in a chair waiting for her to come. If today was that day, that was. If not he would keep coming back. Andrew closed his eyes as it hurt to look at things. He could get glasses, but he wouldnt have them long so he just got used to being blind by closing them.
As he sat there he heard the door open, and could smell that it was a girl who had walked in. A smiled came onto his face as he got up. Taking out his fathers cane he started to make his way to the scent. He just stood there next to her and smiled. He would wait till she was done doing what she was here for in order to ask her to dance. He opened his eyes to look at her. She was beautiful. Dark skin, and even darker hair. If she wasnt the one for him, he knew that he would at least date her, or try. Looking away he once again closed his eyes. He knew that if she questioned why he was there, was he was waiting for the dance instructor or some who worked here to help him find a partner to dance with. He had found this and holding the white tipped cane as a great way to get girls, as well as never come off as creepy. He turned his body toward the counter and let the smile on his face fade. He just listened for his cue to talk to her.
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