
| Frank Algie Longbottom; Gryffindor, 5th year | |
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| Gem | Jul 13 2009, 08:12 AM Post #1 |
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About You What should we call you? Gem, Gemmerson, Gembob… Basically any variation on Gem you can come up with! What is your gender? Female How can we get in touch with you? gembob@rocketmail.com, on here, or on neopets at usernames gem_00 and gems_side How did you know we were here? I’ve roleplayed with the lovely Spider on neopets Did you read all of the rules? Yesiree bob! ^_^;; Show us a sample post, from any game. A recent one would be nice. Doesn’t have to be the character you’re applying for.
How many characters do you currently have on this board? None Anything else you want to tell us before we begin? I spent like 45 minutes trying to find an appropriate picture of Frank online, but nothing suited him! I might try my hand at drawing him, even if all my drawings end up looking like warped gorillas. ^___^ Also, I'm still debating on what year to put ol' Frankie! I wouldn't mind him being a year older than Alice, but there's more action being a 5th year boy. Opinions? Oh, and one more thing (considering I started off writing nada here, I've certainly added a lot xD). I've kinda sorta *attempted* to make the application reflect Frank's personality in that, as it goes on, he gets more open and honest. Yeah. O_O I probably failed at that, but that was my intention. (: About Your Character Basics Full name: Frank Algie Longbottom Nicknames: Frank is pretty short as is, so I don’t get a lot of nicknames. Teachers like to call me Longbottom when I’m in trouble, but that’s about it. *cough*Dumbo*cough* Ancestry: Pure-blood, not that it matters Gender: Most assuredly male Age: 15 Birthday: January 29th, 1960 Sorted into: Gryffindor and very proud! Who do you follow? My heart, my conscience, my morals, my inner compass… whatever you want to call it. I think I have a good sense of right and wrong, and I hope to use it someday to become an auror. Wand: Mahogany, Phoenix Feather, 10 ¼ inches Personal Sexuality: Definitely straight, despite the rumors you might hear. I don’t have any problems with homosexuality, but I do have a problem when people spread lies about me. So yes, I am straight, but seemingly unable to attract a woman. Likes: - Lazy afternoons strolling the grounds - Charms class - Gryffindor House - Mashed potatoes – I could eat ‘em for breakfast - Professor McGonagall - My Mum – Even though she’s started dressing a bit eccentrically of late - Cheering for the Gryffindor Quidditch team! - Wizard’s Chess - Girls who aren’t all caught up in looks and stuff… - Uncle Algie – He gave me such an awesome middle name how could I not like him? - Making up zany creatures that could live in the Black Lake - The muggle rock band, The Doors - Butterbeer – I could eat this for breakfast too. Perfect breakfast right there, mashed taters and butterbeer! - New quills and parchment - The Marauders playing pranks on the Slytherins – I’d never support bullying or anything like that, but some of those Slytherins deserve it! - Anything made with chocolate - When my hair gets a bit long – This is always short-lived, as mum hates it. - Sleeping Dislikes: - Professor Slughorn – I’d never badtalk a professor but he’s a kiss arse! - Potions (see reason above) - Firewhiskey - Girls who insist on comparing every boy to Sirius Black - My protruding ears (oh, don’t act like you didn’t notice) - Slytherins - Sugar Quills - Doing badly on an exam - My mum’s friends - Pumpkin Juice -Thestrals – Yes, I’ve seen death, thanks for the reminder! - Travelling my Floo Powder - Cannot wait for my apparition license! Strengths: - Good grades – Unfortunately I achieve my marks through lots of studying, not through any natural talent - Charms - Defense Against the Dark Arts - Organization - My Loyalty – At least I hope so, though it’s a tad presumptuous of me to say - People Trust Me - It seems strange, but people inherently trust me, and come to me for advice - My Imagination – It has gotten me out of more than one tough spot Weaknesses: - Stress – I get stressed out really easily, especially around exams time - Social Gatherings – I'm a fish out of water in a big group of people - Herbology - Girls – Unless, of course, the goal is to look like a bumbling baffoon - Chocolate Frogs – I once ate twelve in one sitting - My Insecurities – You try sharing a dorm with guys like Sirius and James, and not feeling insecure! -Compliments – I don't get them very often (except about school), and if you give me one I might just hand wash your dirty underpants Goals: 1. Become an Auror! 2. Help rid the world of Dark Magic 3. Bring up Herbology grade in order to accomplish 1 and 2 4. Have a wonderful romance that everyone’s jealous of 5. Get married, have kids, move to the country, etc 6. Ask out a girl this year in order to accomplish 4 and 5! Fears: - Being eaten alive by the Giant Squid - Baring my soul, and being rejected for it - Failing my OWLs - Not becoming an Auror - Becoming an Auror, and then making some big mistake that leads to a bunch of peoeple dying… - Letting my Mum down - Making a joke in front of everyone and no one laughing - Muggle cars… I just don’t trust them Tics, Quirks & Habits: - I have an odd fascination with the Black Lake - I find myself getting cold and sniffles uncommonly often - My head is never on straight, by which I mean it's always leaning one way or the other. - Every day, I make a list of things I have to do, and things I hope to accomplish (it’s very embarrassing when other people find this list) - I snore. A lot. - I play with my sleeves when I’m uncomfortable. I push them up, as high as possible, and then pull them back down to see how much of my hands they can cover, and then repeat. Pet Peeves: - Girls who judge based solely on looks/a boy not being Sirius Black! (Oh, did I mention this already? Sorry…) - People who don’t study and get better marks than me - Humming, even though I’m guilty of it on occasion - Muggles who make mean comments when you're forced to wear your robes outside of school - When people assume I can’t play Quidditch! I can’t, of course, but you shouldn’t assume that by looking at me! Favorite sounds and smells: Hmm… well let me paint a picture for you. It’s about 5am on a late March morning, out in the Hgwarts grounds, and there’s a damp chill. The air is thick with a wonderful smell: a delicate blend of dew, morning, freshly cut grass, and lake water. There’s a gentle silence to the world, a warm, welcoming silence, broken only by the occasional bird and splash in the great lake. That, to me, is perfect. Yeah, I sound like a girl, shut up. Oh, and like I said, I do like the sound of some muggle music, and the smell of mashed potatoes will always brings me running. Have you ever met a boggart? What does it look like? Yeah, I’ve seen a boggart twice, and both times it was a variation of the same thing. The first time it was the Minister of Magic, telling me I was a failure as an auror, I’d led to the deaths of thousands, my family would be forever shamed, they were going to take my wand, and I’d be carted off to Azkaban. The second time it was an older version of a girl (who shall go unnamed)... She threw her wedding ring at me, and told me we were splitting up, that I’d let our family down, that I was an embarrassment, that I didn’t desrve to live, etc, etc. Happy stuff. Can you cast Patronus? What does it look like? What memory do you use? I can cast a pretty good Patronus, if I do say so myself. It takes the form of a fox. I think about the time I saved this drowning first-year from the lake. I got 50 points for Gryffindor house, and everyone congratulated me all day long. That was one of the happiest days of my life. I only wish my Dad could’ve seen it. What is the worst memory Dementors bring forward? I was ten, and I walked into my parent’s bedroom. Dad was sick again, but this time it was far worse, and the Healers said there was nothing they could do. He was groaning in pain, absolutely incoherent, and Mum was clutching his body crying and screaming. Then he went limp. If you were to find the Mirror of Erised, what would you see? I’d see myself, as an Auror, receiving an award for excellent services. Next to me would be my loving wife, her belly wide with our first child. Tell me a couple secrets about yourself: To be honest, I don’t have that many secrets… If anyone was interested enough to ask me, I’d probably share these little nuggets of information. Well, except the last one. I wouldn’t want that to get out. - I like my uniform. It’s so easy to get up and not have to think about what to wear, plus I have awful dress sense. - I’ve never kissed a girl. Or a guy, for that matter. - I’m a tad (just the tiniest, teeniest tad) jealous of Sirius Black. Oh, who the bloody hell am I kidding? I am very, very jealous of Sirius Black. He has a great group of friends, great grades, girls falling all over him, loads of money, plus, he just has this ease in all situations. Yeah, I’m really envious of that. Personality: I have two personalities. No, it’s not that split personality business, I just act very differently around most of my peers than I do with my close friends. Everyone does to a certain degree, I s’pose… but the difference between the two Frank Longbottom’s is quite extreme. Most of my classmates and acquaintances would describe me as quiet, or, as Mum’s friends like to say, “a nice young lad”. I mostly keep to myself in classes, talking only to answer questions and help others out. Because I’m quite good at my studies and don’t exactly having a packed social calendar, other students (especially in younger grades) often ask me for help with their homework. I really genuinely like helping them out, plus it gives me something to do on Friday nights. Also, because I’m quiet, people quite often seem to assume I’d like to listen to their problems. I can’t tell you how many times a student who I barely know end up telling me some great big secret. It usually progresses like this: 1) We start talking about some little innocuous thing (quidditch, food, etc) 2) I seem quietly agreeable 3) The little innocuous thing somehow relates to a problem and/or secret they have 4) I stay relatively quiet and nod 5) They take this to mean I want to know more so they start implying things 6) I continue to stay relatively quiet 7) They get annoyed because I’m not asking all sorts of questions about what they’re implying 8) They finally come out and explain their big problem/secret, but act all surprised that I somehow "got it out of them" Then, at the end, I’m expected to keep a big secret and offer some sort of advice. At first I felt extremely uncomfortable, but now I’m used to it, and I even like giving the advice. I live vicariously through it! Heh. Anyways, that’s my first personality; the one most of the world sees. Quiet, non-invasive, unassuming. I don’t like to make waves. Most people like this version of me (or at least, they don’t really think about it enough to dislike it). But then there’s the other side… To be honest, I don’t really know how my peers would respond if I suddenly let out my *ahem* wilder side. Hell, they could embrace this new Frank completely! But they could also reject him, which’d kill me, and so I don’t risk it. Because of this, most people at Hogwarts don’t know a lot about me. That’s probably why the gay rumors started, come to think of it. People make the assumption that because I’m not out there ogling so-and-sos bum, I’m not attracted to girls. The fact of the matter is I’m not really attracted to the kind of girl who purposefully flaunts her bum! I’d rather have a nice, quirky girl, who has broader interests than boys, make-up, and showing off her erm, assets. Though honestly, any girl who showed the tiniest speck of interest in me would do… So yeah, the other side of my personality… Around people I feel comfortable with, I can really be quite funny. Not because I cut witty retorts or have a constant stream of jokes, but because I find myself doing and saying amusing things. I have a constant stream of stupid little things in my head, and when I’m around my friends I can voice them. I’m also a fair bit more opinionated. Yes, Frank Longbottom has opinions! Now, I’m not talking screaming political debates, but I do enjoy the occasional discussion of the Minister’s latest muggle policy, or the headline dragon abuse case. Also, my inhibitions are lowered. Hell, I’ve even been known to embark on a crazy dare or two! The key to this all is when I’m comfortable. I think that’s what it boils down to for everyone. You can only truly be yourself when you’re comfortable. Someone like Sirius or James makes himself comfortable in any situation. Someone like me, on the other hand, finds it extremely difficult to find comfort in the most innocent of situations. I believe that many of my peers would like me, if they just got to know me a bit more. Most don’t seem to be willing to make that extra effort though… Not that I blame them, I’m not making any effort to be their friend either. I do have a few good friends at Hogwarts though, and this year I’m trying to branch out! I’ve started talking to Alice Lewis, Remus Lupin, and Glen Stebbins a bit more, and it seems to be going pretty well! ((Assuming it’s okay with those who play these characters)) Looks Distinguishing Features: Hmm… I don’t really have any sort of birthmark or facial oddity you could identify me with after I died. Well, except my ears… That’d be quite a scene. “Excuse me, can you identify this body as that Frank Longbottm?” “Merlin’s balls! That’s Frank, I’d recognize those ears anywhere!” Oh, by the way, that there was an example of the aforementioned ‘stream of jokes’. I’m starting to feel rather comfortable around you, or else I wouldn’t have mentioned it! (: Not-so-distinguishing features: Well, I do have a rather obnoxious laugh. It’s unusually loud and booming, especially if I find something really amusing. Appearance: Ugh, I was dreading this part… Someone once told me “No one is as attractive as they think, or as unattractive as they think!” I really hope that’s true. Well, I guess we’ll start from my head and work our way down… My hair is dark blonde, somewhat curly, and cycles through numerous lengths. At the beginning of the year and after Christmas break, it’s extremely short! I hate it, but Mum insists, and it’s easier not to argue. The rest of the time it’s growing, as I like my hair long. My face (and my whole body, for that matter) is fairly pale, no matter what. I don’t burn, but I also don’t tan. My skin is actually pretty good; I get a few pimples like everyone, but I’ve never really had to worry about it. My eyebrows… what can I say? More like large blonde caterpillars on my face. I keep meaning to try a charm on them, but I don’t want everyone to think I’m vain. My eyes are blue and normal sized, neither buggy nor squinty, with brownish eyelashes. My nose is just the tiniest bit too large for the rest of my face, and slightly crooked thanks to Uncle Algie’s flawed healing charm (very long story). Finally, my lips… How can I describe them? Besides virginal, obviously… They’re pinkish, and can be found below my nose. Oh, and they’re the same size! I know that doesn’t seem noteworthy, but most people have bigger lower lips. There’s nothing really worth mentioning about the rest of my face, so I’ll move on. OH WAIT… My ears! I can’t believe I almost forgot them! Yes, my ears, my most distinguishing feature. They’re the reason I was christened Dumbo on my second day of school (apparently, it’s from some sort of muggle movie…), a nickname that has, unfortunately, stuck. The thing is, they aren’t really bigger than average ears, they just stick out rather strangely. It’s kind of hard to describe, but I’ll try to do it mathematically. Most people have, say, about a 30 degree angle between the back of their ear and their head. I have more like a 90 degree angle. So yeah, they are rather noticeable. By the way, I’m impressed if you managed to read that without subsequently trying to feel the angle behind your ears! The rest of me is rather nondescript. I'm fairly tall... not Shacklebolt tall, but a solid 5'11. I'm about the same size as the other boys, though I'm differently, erm, built. I don't have a single ounce of muscle, and I need to be be something besides skin and bones, so I have some fat. You could never tell when I have my robes on though, because I'm not wide or anything. It's kind of weird really, I'm like a chubby thin person. As I've said before, my dress sense is crap. Mum buys all my clothes, which are relatively in fashion, but I have no clue how to match them. Plus, they're really uncomfortable! My favorite muggle clothes are the stuff Uncle Algie buys me, which is really comfortable, but also very... odd looking. Because of this, I wear my robes whenever possible. When muggle clothes are unavoidable, I have two pairs of jeans I like, and a rotation of about eight sweaters. All the clothes Mum buys me remains in the bottom of my trunk. Place of Birth: London, England (Not terribly exciting, though it’s convenient!) Immediate family: There’s just mum and me now… Dad’s gone, and I’ve got no siblings. I love mum to death, even though she’s gone a bit batty since Dad’s died. When Dad was still alive and healthy, she was the perfect mum. She baked me and my mates lots of cookies, let us stay up way too late, and cleaned up my stupid childhood messes. After he died, she became really anal and moody. She's gotten a bit less weepy with time, but unfortunately her need for order is here to stay. I can’t blame her though, she'd known Dad since they were small, and suddenly he was gone. Despite all this, my mum does her best to take care of me, and I know if I ever needed her she’d be there in a heartbeat. Extended family: Well, I have an Aunt Minnie on Dad’s side, but she never approved of Mum (Mum was, for lack of a better word, a bit of a slut), and so she refused to visit me. Mum has an older brother Algie and a younger brother Rolph, both of whom are pretty cool. I’m closer with Uncle Algie; he also lives in London, which means we can do things during breaks. He’s really helped ease the loss of Dad. Uncle Rolph is always off traveling somewhere, but faithfully sends birthday and Christmas cards every year. Other important people: My friends are very important to me, and I have a spot in my heart for all Gryffindors (even Sirius). Also, I really look up to Professor Dumbledore. Pets: A friend of mine gave me his toad, named Neville. History: I guess we best start with Mum and Dad! They met in Diagon Alley when she was seven and he was eight. They were both waiting for their older siblings to be fitted for robes, and decided to run off together to buy ice creams. A panicked search later, the two were found laughing at children's books in Flourish and Blotts. They were fast friends from there. Their mums were acquaintances, as most pure-bloods are, and so organized a few play dates from there. They were best friends when they headed off to Hogwarts, and were over the moon when they both were put in Gryffindor. Dad was really into his classes, while Mum would rather do anything but. She got decent marks, but just had no interest in the work. They remained good friends until fifth year, despite Mum preferring parties to Potions. It was during this year that Mum changed (even Uncle Algie won't tell me why, and he's the one who has given me the rest of the info)... She started partying more, and went to the Hog's Head to meet older men. Her life was out of control, and fifth and sixth year were some of the worst of her life. Dad was confused and hurt. Then, in the summer between Sixth and Seventh year, she hit rock bottom, as they say, and tried to change. Dad was still there, waiting, and she realized they were always perfect together. They married when she finished her seventh year. I was born a few years later. Like I said, I had a pretty happy childhood. Dad occasionally disappeared to the hospital, but he always returned, smiling, with a sweet for me in his pocket. I didn't even know he was sick until the very end; I was always told he had to go take care of some business for a few days. Then, on November 17, 1970, he died. To this day, I don't know what of. I couldn't ask Mum, the slightest mention of him sends her reeling, and for some reason I can't bring myself to ask Uncle Algie. I'm not sure I really want to know. That'd make it more real. Anyways, after he died, life took a rapid downward spiral. My life went from perfect to hell in zero point two seconds. That year was terrible, and I was impossibly grateful for the escape of Hogwarts the following Fall. I was placed in Gryffindor without much hesitation, and two days later I received a letter from Mum saying she was very proud of me. That was a very happy moment. That first year was fun, full of discoveries, and dotted with the Marauders first pranks. When I saw Mum next, she was a lot better. I mean, she wasn't the laid-back woman she was before, but she was must less weepy and could actually function. I assumed things would continue to get better, but that's still where she is now. Functioning, very anal, and still a little bit vacant. Second, third, and fourth year went much the same as the first. I watched the Marauders wreak their havoc, quietly bemused, and studied my peers as they grew and changed. Sadly, sometimes it seemed like I wasn't growing and changing with them. I'm working on it though... Oh, and it was in Fourth year that I saved that girl in the lake. I’d been sitting down by the lake, as I like to most afternoons, and suddenly someone on the shore screamed. A tiny, fragile, first-year was thrashing way too far out in the lake, obviously distressed. I was closest, so I jumped in, fully cloaked, and swam out as fast as I could. I’m actually a pretty strong swimmer, I took lessons as a kid. Anyways, I pulled her back to the shore, and she survived. Everyone on shore was cheering! It was awesome! Admittedly, any of the Professors could have saved her with a flick of their wand, but I didn’t consider that till weeks later. Heh, I’m pretty proud of that moment. Most breaks are spent at home, usually visiting Uncle Algie and reading. This past summer I visited Uncle Rolph in Canada, which was rather boring, to be perfectly honest! Well, I think that pretty much brings you up to date on my life. I really hope Fifth year is going to be the best yet! Misc Anything else you want to share? After wasting countless hours of your time telling you every possible detail about my life? No, I don't think so. Edited by Gem, Jul 13 2009, 10:39 PM.
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| Spider | Jul 13 2009, 03:55 PM Post #2 |
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Sirius B, Barty C Jr., Cuthbert B, Poppy P, Alphard B, Bellatrix B, Minerva MG
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^__^ Frank is making me so much happy right now! Except... he names his son after his toad!? Oh Frank, you wanker! Keep him in fifth year, because then he shares a room with the Marauders, and that can lead to all kinds of fun stuff.
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| Elle | Jul 13 2009, 06:21 PM Post #3 |
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*gasp* Frank has my birthday! Only about 33 years before me... Still, same day. I love Frank if for no other reason than that. Horray for us January 29th-ers. |
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| Spider | Jul 13 2009, 10:45 PM Post #4 |
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Sirius B, Barty C Jr., Cuthbert B, Poppy P, Alphard B, Bellatrix B, Minerva MG
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Hmm... I don't know... Of course I do! Accepted! |
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| Ayu | Jul 13 2009, 11:01 PM Post #5 |
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Peter Pettigrew, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Alice Lewis, Fabian Prewett, Camille Jacq, Andromeda Tonks
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Alice is so, so right to crush on him...he's ADORABLE! |
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| Spider | Nov 20 2009, 12:16 PM Post #6 |
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Sirius B, Barty C Jr., Cuthbert B, Poppy P, Alphard B, Bellatrix B, Minerva MG
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Removed due to inactivity |
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| Ayu | Nov 26 2009, 10:17 AM Post #7 |
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Peter Pettigrew, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Alice Lewis, Fabian Prewett, Camille Jacq, Andromeda Tonks
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CRAI! |
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