Post by The Wizard of Oz on Jan 15, 2009 20:16:03 GMT -6
Name: The Wizard of Oz (cannot remember actual name)
Gender: Male
Fliaan or Oz: Fliaan
Race: Earthling
Hair Colour: Grey
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5"8'
Build: Thin, but not muscular.
Other: He's old. Aproximately 63 years old.
Hobbies Now that he has fled Oz, he has gotten into gardening and has really started studying magic. He has learned that he is quite good with it now that he is actually trying.
Likes: Magic, plants, power (still a bit), and children.
Dislikes: knowing he killed his only daughter, green elixir, loneliness
Strengths: Magic, gardening...
Weaknesses: Power, children, Oz, Glinda the Good, guilt, conscious.
Personality: Implied
History: Implied
Role-play Sample:
(Brought from another website)
"Yes, I have." Drake said, looking her in the eye and a small, teasing smile crossing his face as well, "I see that you just came out of the forest as well,though."
The Gryffindor pushed himself up from the ground to looked at the other Gryffindor standing. He looked around to see if anybody else was around and stood up. He stretched out, even though he hadn't been laying very long, and returned the smile to his face that he had up earlier.
Drake noticed that she was wearing a very long gown. This stuck him as odd because it didn't seemed to have any rips in it, a little dirty, but not ripped. A normal dress would have ripped going through the forest because of how many trees there were, but this one was either well-protected or she's just good in the forest.
"I'm surprised to see that such a nice gown is still in one piece, the forest is acting rather mad with all it's branches and rocks going everywhere." He said, returning his eyes to her eyes. Her blue eyes seemed to just pierce into him and call for his undivided attention.
Gender: Male
Fliaan or Oz: Fliaan
Race: Earthling
Hair Colour: Grey
Eye Colour: Blue
Height: 5"8'
Build: Thin, but not muscular.
Other: He's old. Aproximately 63 years old.
Hobbies Now that he has fled Oz, he has gotten into gardening and has really started studying magic. He has learned that he is quite good with it now that he is actually trying.
Likes: Magic, plants, power (still a bit), and children.
Dislikes: knowing he killed his only daughter, green elixir, loneliness
Strengths: Magic, gardening...
Weaknesses: Power, children, Oz, Glinda the Good, guilt, conscious.
Personality: Implied
History: Implied
Role-play Sample:
(Brought from another website)
"Yes, I have." Drake said, looking her in the eye and a small, teasing smile crossing his face as well, "I see that you just came out of the forest as well,though."
The Gryffindor pushed himself up from the ground to looked at the other Gryffindor standing. He looked around to see if anybody else was around and stood up. He stretched out, even though he hadn't been laying very long, and returned the smile to his face that he had up earlier.
Drake noticed that she was wearing a very long gown. This stuck him as odd because it didn't seemed to have any rips in it, a little dirty, but not ripped. A normal dress would have ripped going through the forest because of how many trees there were, but this one was either well-protected or she's just good in the forest.
"I'm surprised to see that such a nice gown is still in one piece, the forest is acting rather mad with all it's branches and rocks going everywhere." He said, returning his eyes to her eyes. Her blue eyes seemed to just pierce into him and call for his undivided attention.