[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] MILO

[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] SEPTEMBER17

[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] PURE BLOOD

[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] STRAIGHT

[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] MALE

[attr="class","GGboxtemp1"] HOGWARTS

[attr="class","GGcontenttemp1"] GENERAL[break][break] House: Ravenclaw[break] Year: Sixth [break] Wand:13” Black Walnut, Unicorn Hair [break][break] PERSONALITY[break][break] Likes: Animals, intelligent conversation, the night, warm jumpers, drawing, just watching the world go by. [break] Dislikes: Mornings, bad sarcasm, being active, gossip. [break] Strengths: Loyal, analytical, genuine, educated, helping, motivated, trustworthy.[break] Weaknesses: Stand- offish, indecisive, shy, chaotic/messy, perfectionist. [break] Overall Personality:
GOOD NATURED: For most of his life Milo has given off that boy next door kind of vibe, the sort of guy that would hold the door for a woman with too many packages or mow his neighbours lawn no charge. So far he has lived up to that image! He means well and would never go out of his way to hurt someone, at least not on purpose.
NAIVE: about some things, Milo is as naive as an average saint. Love happens to be one of those things. He is one of those people that is under the belief that some people are meant to be together, love will conquer all, all that mumbo jumbo. If anything he idealizes some aspects of life to an unrealistic extent.
ARTSY: Growing up in Europe, Milo is used to being surrounded by the forefront of, well, everything. This served as inspiration for him, and was an escape for him.He's handy on the violin and bass guitar, as well as being a dab hand at painting and drawing, but what he enjoys doing most is writing. This pours over into his every day life, which is why he could never be tied down to a desk job.
INSIGHTFUL: If there's one thing Milo likes to do, it's think. He's always questioning why things happen the way they did and how the world got to be where it is today. Due to his constant musings he's a touch prone to drifting off into his little world quite a bit, which doesn't do a lot for conversation with your every day Joe Bloggs.
INDECISIVE: Milo is a horrible decision maker. There's no question about it. He can barely decide what clothes to wear or what to have for breakfast no less what he's doing with his life. Since he was interested in the sciences, he assumed medical school. But being a wizard sort of got in the way of that. So even though he is in his sixth year at Hogwarts, he is living one day to the next and putting off that decision even longer. [break][break] HISTORY[break][break] Family:[break] • Oskar Fromm, 43, Pure Blood, Father[break] • Kamilla Fromm (Nee Himmil), 40, Pure Blood, Mother[break] • Letta Fromm, 7, Pure Blood, Sister[break] Birth Place: Erlangen, Germany. [break] Overall History: It was at a party on New Years Eve. Between drinking Glühwein (mulled wine) and listening to cheesy English Christmas classics. Oskar Fromm and Kamilla Himmil met in the middle of the dance floor at the Postbahnhof & Fritz ( legendary club. As the countdown began they both looked around trying to find someone, anyone that they knew to bring in the New Year with. 3, 2, 1.. HAPPY NEW YEAR! It wasn't exactly love at first sight. It was more like ‘Oh look… you’re alone to! One kiss won’t hurt.’ Nothing amazing really happened beyond that awkward introduction after the event.
[break][break]After that fateful night the pair were inseparable. But they both had a huge secret that would be sure to ruin their newfound romance. It took them about 2 years to tell each other (lord knows how they managed that!). But eventually it was time to reveal that they were magical beings. After some awkward laughing and hugging and whatnot, the big reveal wasn’t that big after all. Milo was born in Berlin to Oskar and Kamilla on September the 17th at 2:07am. As soon as he was born the pair knew they weren’t cut out for city living anymore and decided to move to Erlangen. Erlangen is a relatively small city located confluence of the river Regnitz. Its lush gardens and quiet living seemed perfect for a new family. They also thought, being such a quiet town, no one would notice hints of magic going on here and there.
[break][break]Nowadays Milo goes to Hogwarts. ‘Hogwarts?’ You ask. “Why yes!” None of that Durmstrang malarkey for Milo. For some reason his parents fought for the English school of Witchcraft and Wizardry but Milo doesn’t really know why. It has suited him well though and he enjoys being so far away from home.
[break][break]Oh and he has a little sister who is seven but he doesn’t really care much for her so the less said the better.[break][break] THE PLAYER[break][break] Age:22[break] Time Zone: GMT [break]Anything Else? ADMIN EDIT [break][break] Roleplay Sample: For nine years Isabel had called Hogwart's her home. Yes, there was her mother's house and yes, there was her father's house and during holidays she had attempted to split her time up between the two, but Hogwart's had become her home. The place where she found comfort and could be herself. The place that had acted as the model for nearly all of her landscape paintings and the inspiration for many others. She had had her first kiss in these walls. Her first broken heart. She had experienced many achievements here along with a failure or two. Isabel had found herself at Hogwart's and in less than a month, she'd be saying good bye for good. Her life as a painter was already beginning. Some of her paintings were lined up to be sold at a friend's art gallery shortly after graduation and she even had a job or two in mind to help her pay rent at her currently non-existent apartment. Though she was working on that too. She had a plan. Not a perfect one and not one her parents would agree with, but a plan all the same. It was leaving Hogwart's that was the hard part. Isabel never was one for change. Had taken it the hardest out of her siblings when their parents had divorced. Or, she felt like she had taken it the worst, anyways. She planned a lot. Her way of of telling herself that it was all going to be okay, but in the end it was always just as hard.Izzy had been re-exploring the castle the entire day. She had finished her classes a couple days prior and was just counting done the days until graduation now. Not just for her either. Ian too and then the twins would be seventh years. The Mitchells were writing the the finishing chapters for their Hogwart's days it seemed, even if the last three decided to stay on as ARSE students. She knew that Ian would. Wasn't quite sure about Irik, but Isla would leave the second she got the chance to and head to the Ministry. Isabel had gone to every part of the castle and it's grounds already that had ever meant anything to her. The Ravenclaw tower being the first, obviously. Then there had been the great hall, the clock tower where she'd first been kissed. Moaning Myrtle's bathroom where the ghost had laughed as she cried when the boy who had been her first kiss had moved on to a pretty little blonde in Slytherin. The great hall, a few classrooms that had been her favorite, the waterfall, lake and mountains that had been her favorite to paint and now she sat in the middle of the entrance hall, sketch pad in lap, pencil in hand. She didn't care if people passed her. Giving her odd looks. Isabel felt it only fitting to end her Hogwart's art career where it had all begun nine years ago.[break]