Post by Gabriel Scott on May 14, 2009 14:41:31 GMT -5
GABRIEL ALEXANDER SCOTT
beyond the hourglass, 100 years have passed
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soon the stage enacts the fallen stars
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NAME: michelle
AGE: 22
EXPERIENCE: about 5 years
WHO YOU PLAY: sarah winthrop
HOW TO CONTACT YOU: msg me here, on sarah, or crazybiotch2005@hotmail.com
HOW YOU FOUND US: through the admin. =]
used in pictures in this page of our bleeding hearts
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FULL NAME: gabriel alexander scott
AGE: 100, but looks eighteen
NICKNAME(S): gabe
BIRTHDAY: june 27th, 1908
ZODIAC: cancer
HOMETOWN: london, england
DESIRED HOUSE: slytherin
STUDENT JOB: n/a
BLOODLINE: vampire - halfblood
SEXUALITY: bisexual
i've made peace with god and burned the sage
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HEIGHT: 6'3"[/size]
WEIGHT: 190 lbs
BODY TYPE: muscular
HAIR COLOR: dark blonde
HAIR STYLE: very short and spikey
EYE COLOR: blue
PIERCINGS: none
TATTOOS: he has a symbol for family on his right arm. then above his family the word 'loyalty' in text since he's very loyal. on his left bicep he has the cancer zodiac symbol.
PLAY BY: chris evans
and drank the poison from the lake
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LIKES: sports, girls, guys, music, and partying
DISLIKES: ditzy people, school work, pointless conversations, losing, and idiots.
STRENGTHS: taking on challenges, strength, and very determined.
WEAKNESSES: expressing himself, his past life, and patience.
HABITS/QUIRKS: tapping his fingers, shaking his leg, and smirking.
FEARS: a life with no meaning or direction in the future
PERSONALITY: First of all, Gabe is extremely loyal and appreciates his friends and supports them. He is a nurturer and will protect and cherish a person for a long time. He has the ability to make others feel good about themselves and loved. Any person can lean on him and depend on Gabe because he will listen to people's problems and help them however he will without rarely expressing his own deep feelings to anyone. He's truely a life-long devoted friend that can be trusted.
Sometimes Gabe feels shy and insecure, but when he's resolved his emotional issues, he shines through and there isn't anything he cannot do. He has an incredible perseverance and will stand up for what he believes in. With a strong intuition, sensitivity, and powers of observation and intelligence, he has great success in anything he undertakes. He has a very persistent drive and focuses all his engery on obtaining his goals without letting his emotions take over them.
It is difficult for Gabe to open up about his feelings since he's closed off emotionally and physically to the world. This is driven by his fear of trust since he has a difficult time trusting people. He builds up anger and resentment inside which takes a toll on him, causing him to often have a negative outlook on life. He is deeply sensitive and easily hurt and offended, so he has a defense shell in place to avoid others hurting him. He lives in the past and it's been shady since the day he was turned into a vampire. He often dwells on the past, spending his time being sick with nostalgia. He is constantly feeling, feelings and emotions are the root of his problems.
Gabe likes to keep this mysterious facade, but behind it are a lot of contradictions. He wants security and comfort yet seeks new adventure. He's helpful to others yet sometimes can be cranky and indifferent. He's a driving, forceful personality that can be easily hidden beneath a calm, and cool exterior. He's unpredictable. There is always something more that meets the eye with Gabe, and its partially hidden behind the front he puts up. He is complex, fragile, and temperamental. He's in need of constant support and encouragement. Gabe is needy and he wants to feel needed.
He can easily be offended, and tends to sulk instead of confronting the persons face to face. Needless to say, this prolongs the pain and suffering. He is very possessive and not just materialistic, but also with people as well. He has an excellent memory and is very observant and can read people very well. He can tell if other people's intentions are good or not.
A lot of times, Gabe is sarcastic. He doesn't always mean to come off humorous, but this only offends him more if people laugh at his sarcasm. He has an uneasy, delicate temperment. Gabe's temperment is wild mood swings and possible temper tantrums. He's not someone to be mess around with.
i've fallen down, but never give up
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MOTHER: Helena Renee Ludington
FATHER: William Fitzpatrick Scott
SIBLINGS: Two sisters: Katherine and Angela
OTHER FAMILY: n/a
HISTORY: William and Helena met each other in their earlier teenage years at the prestigeous school, Hogwarts. Helena Ludington at the time was sorted into Ravenclaw, while William Scott in Slytherin. Helena was very wise and intelligent, book smart, and witty. She read many books and couldn't keep herself from writing. Writing was her passion. William on the other hand played Quidditch for the Slytherin team at the time, being one of the three best chasers of the school. He could care less about school work, well that is until he met Helena. The two began dating in their sixth year at school after countless of progressive dates, and the two eventually went steady with each other. After they had graduated from school in the year 1900, both at the age of seventeen nearly eighteen, married right after.
Work wasn't hard to find for the couple with their family connections toward the Ministry. Helena worked in the Floo Network while William an Obliviator. Life was perfect for the couple in London, their home hidden with many other wizards in the local areas of the city. Houses were lit by lanterns and candles at the time, heating circulated through chimneys, and fridges weren't invented yet. For a few years, the couple had raked in their savings to eventually provide a family for themselves. Katherine Marie Scott was born December 14th, 1905. A few years after her, Gabriel Alexander was born on June 27th, 1908. His youngest sister, Angela Viola was born February 2nd, 1915. All children were brought up in a high british society, living within a wealthy community. The children were privately taught by tutors until they were of proper age to attend school, if they were accepted. Of course Helena and William were hoping all three children would make it into Hogwarts.
However, of course, Gabriel began to rebel against his parents at a young age. His magical powers didn't appear at all and his parents feared he may have become a squib, unlike his sisters who flourished and upheld their magical powers in school. So he was sent away to William's brother, Collin, in the lower side of London. Gabriel packed his things up without a care in the world to leave his family. He may not have the power they have, but he enjoyed living life as normal as everyone around him. He was able to work at the age of fifteen on the streets, handling catch from the sea that would come in cargo. He helped butchers cut meat up and deliver them to the customers. Eventually he lived the life of a normal muggle along with his squib uncle, who enjoyed his nephew's fun company and banter. The one thing that Gabriel was really good at was sports, particularly futbol and rugby.
Even though his parents have shunned Gabriel from their life, he wasn't a stranger to the magical folk who roamed the streets of London. He'd often chat with a few, especially at The Leaky Cauldron where his uncle would take him sometimes for a dinner or drink. It was the one place where he had learned about the game quidditch, one sport he thought he would never be able to play because of his inability to fly since he isn't a wizard. He had fallen into a great depression knowing he was missing out a lot in life. Looking at his uncle as an example made him realize that he needed to do more with his life. So at the age of eighteen, when he had saved enough of his money from jobs, he packed up and left the ratty old apartment his uncle lived in and traveled the countryside. Gabriel traveled around for quite awhile, staying at the Inns of some pubs or in some woman's bed. He got around a lot until one night, in the heat of passion, the woman bit into him.
Gabriel woke up dazed and confused, alone in the bed with the woman no where to be found. He really could not recall what had happened the night before or what day or time it was. The light was sensitive to his eyes and he closed the curtains to keep it dark within the room. Dressing up in his jeans and shirt, he went to the mirror only to recognize a faint scar in the nook of his neck. Something changed about him and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. His skin was paler than usual, smoother, and his body was more toned and muscular. The color of his eyes were brighter and fuller and when he opened his mouth, he saw the noticeable canines that elongated into fangs. It was then the thirst for blood crossed his mind. Gathering his things and leaving quickly, Gabriel went out, finding something, anything he could possibly hunt down to kill and drink. He has a few human victims during the first year of when he was turned, but after running into a few more vampires, he had learned other alternatives to feeding without having to kill humans. And so he lived on animal and creature blood.
Throughout the years, Gabriel had experienced each coming event from World War II, the first man on the moon, and so on. He's been through the sixties and seventies, trying different drugs, smoking, drinking, and rock and roll. The years went on that his whole past life started to become a blur. Gabriel was almost out of control until one night he killed a young woman just for blood and lust. It was then he cleaned up his act, trying to put his life together and sober up. He moved away from the city he once lived in and returned to London. No one would remember him, not even his own family members whom looked ages older than him. He was stick in an eighteen year old boy, but he felt well over his nineties. However, for some reason being, he received a letter while staying in The Leaky Cauldron from Hogwarts, inviting him as a student to attend and this surprised him most of all. After ninety years, he finally got his acceptance into school. Though what did this mean? Did something in Gabriel change besides the obvious of him being a vampire? Was he not a squib afterall? Gabriel wasted no time hesitating and packed his things up. After a run around in Diagon Alley, which he remembered from his past life as a youngling when his sister was shopping for her own things, he set off in the train station to travel to Hogwarts.
create what was left behind, it was you
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HAVE YOU READ THE RULES: yes
SECRET WORD: mallypwnsyou
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: Walking out of his dorm after spending an hour on the last of his homework and cleaning up, he told his roommate he'd be out down at the nearby village for a bit. There was no use to asking if Ryan wanted to join him since he seem too occupied with something else on his schedule, so Gabriel just waved him off and the rest of the housemates before he headed down the halls. It was a special Friday, many would assume it superstitious, since it was Friday the thirteenth. Gabriel never gave it much thought, but he didn't know what the day held for him. Not when he was ready to spend the rest of his night down at the pub.
The hallways weren't as inviting as before, but then again, summer break set in his mind and how soon it was arriving. Only several more days and school would let out for awhile. He couldn't wait to finally rest both his mind and his body. It had been a difficult term with so much drama. Everywhere he turned, he found himself in some kind of new trouble. If it wasn't with a girl or some guy, it was with his teachers and the homework and attendance he lacked. Gabriel was notorious for not attending his classes, but also with the male and female population of the school. He treated each and everyone differently, but only to get what he wanted. Sometimes pleasure and sometimes for the company.
Its difficult to say what he was looking for, but Gabriel couldn't settle himself down with just one person. Not after the incident with Nadia and numerous other girls and guys. However, its his own fault and his inabilities to commit to one person. What can he say? He's still young and timless and couldn't miss a great catch when she or he passed him by. But the hallways lacked that sort of appeal because not many students occupied it. Gabriel didn't even see a single pretty face he'd like to invite with him to the pub. So he kept on his way, head held up high and a pocket full of smokes and money. It was going to be a long evening, and he may as well rent a room for himself down at the pub to stay the night if he can't manage to bring himself back here.
Constantly on the look out for a familiar face, Gabriel gave up on a chance to bring himself such company to enjoy. Too bad that he over-stayed his welcome several times, but he could always get over it and migrate to a new interest. But since it seems he'd be on the long road alone ahead of him, he just shrugged his shoulders and went on his way out through the castle doors and soon through the gates that separated the world from the school. He didn't glance back and instead took out a smoke and placed it between his parted lips. With a match-booklet in hand, he striked a couple matches against the textured grain and watched as it flared up infront of him. Asserting the flame at the end of his cigarette, he inhaled and blew out at the set of matches and flicked them aside.
Gabriel kept a slow and steady pace, enjoying the last reminents of his cigarette and flicking the ashes away from him. The sight was dull and the lack of a companion made him feel slightly miserable. The rest of the way to the village was silent and his cigarette soon found itself in a wet puddle on the street nearby the local pub. Gabriel noticed through the window that the place was slightly busy, but not enough to fill up every seat and table in the house. He entered inside and weaved his way through the crowd until he made it to the counter. Arms resting on the counter, he looked to the menu from across the counter to see what was the special tonight. "Medium Firewhiskey and keep the tab open," he said, waiting and watching the man behind the counter retrieve a medium glass and fill it up with the red amber liquid.
Once Gabriel received his drink, he tipped the man and took his glass with him. He looked around for an open booth to sit at and spotted one at the corner. Making his way through the crowd again, he moved to the dim-lit corner and sat down. He leaned forward, taking a sip of his drink, and then took out the pack of smokes and match-booklet from his pocket and set them beside the astray. Maybe it wasn't so bad coming alone. The crowded atmosphere was enough to fulfill that feeling of loneliness as he watched each passing face display a different emotion. Some were happy, sad, drunk, and even angry. That was all the company he needed to make his night feel accomplished. Now leaning back against his chair in a slump, he had another helping of his firewhiskey, licking up the last reminents of the liqour off his lips before lighting up another smoke.
please put the final nail in this coffin
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