Post by Luka Mickhael Moore on Jan 29, 2013 18:56:10 GMT -6
OOC NAME: Luka
Luka Mickhael Moore
Why sometimes, I believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast!
BASICS
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FULL NAME Luka Mickhael Moore [/color]
NICKNAME N/A[/color]
AGE 17[/color]
GENDER Male[/color]
HOUSE OR FORMER HOUSE Gryffindor[/color]
BLOOD STATUS Pure Blood
PLAY-BY [/color][/color][/font]Aaron Paul[/color]
CANON OR ORIGINAL Original[/color]
ADULT OR STUDENT Student[/color]
PROFESSOR? IF SO WHAT SUBJECT? N/A[/color]
OCCUPATION? IF SO WHERE DO YOU WORK? N/A[/color]
MAGICAL BASICS
WAND 12 and ½ inches, Dogwood, Dragonheart String Core, Flexible [/color]
PATRONUS Dire Wolf [/color]
MIRROR OF ERISED Luka sees himself outside of dream home, with a twin Whompping willow in the back yard. Surrounded by friends, All of them laughing at an unheard joke [/color]
BOGGART Stinging Insects, Coming home at the end of the school year and being alone. [/color]
PERSONALITY
STRENGTHS
- DADA
- Care for Magical Creatures
- Dark Arts
- Working Alone
WEAKNESSES
- Too trusting
- Gullible
- Cocky
- Unwavering Loyalty
LIKES
- Care of Magical Creatures
- The Whompping Willow
- Moaning Myrtle (as a friend)
- Jumping the stairs
- General Shenanigans
- Having people around
- Showing off his tattoo
- Cigarettes
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DISLIKES
- Falling
- Bullies
- Class
- Sitting still
- Assignments
- Being alone
- Pumpkin Juice
OVERALL PERSONALITY Luka is a fun loving person and enjoys company which he practically yearns for. But in spite his carefree attitude he is quite depressed and a lone soul. His Grandmothers health and memory is fading at an alarming rate due to her old age. This has taken quite a toll on Luka, since his mother is dead due to complications at birth and his Father presumed dead, His grandmother is the only adult in his life and she wasn’t all there to begin with. He enjoys the wilderness and spends time out by the lake hoping to catch glimpses of Merpeople. Luka is fascinated with magical creatures, werewolves most of all. He often spends his nights out by the lake on the edges of the murky waters listening for the howls of crazed, blood thirsty beasts of the night if not there he can be found playing “dodge the branch” with the whompping willow, or tossing rocks and dirt balls in the air to see how far the tree can smash them. Believe it or not, the tree has feelings, It has a personality. And Luka has spent countless hours with “Willy” as he likes to call it, Willy has grown quite fond. Some call him crazy or mad but he studies at the trunk so to not be disturbed, and when he brings lunch, he’ll throw an apple core for Willy to obliterate. He has dabbled in the Dark Arts so when he is out on one of his adventures for when he finds a magical being, watch is silently, subdue it and study it close up, or make the creature “uncomfortable” if it tries to cause him harm. Luka is a smart student but he is a known slacker, often putting off his assignments till the dire end. He learns best by the hands on approach, so on the quiet nights he practices what he has been taught. Luka has very few friends and is considered an outcast amongst his peers. This being the reason he acts out so much. He won’t put up with bullying, and will stand up for anyone on the receiving end of it, Regardless if he is outnumbered or not and will usually try for a violent solution. He can count his friends on both hands, tied behind his back. But if you could call these friends he has three. Willy, Moaning Myrtle (which he befriended his fifth year when he went to the closest bathrooms because the days lunch didn’t agree with his bowels. Needless to say, He doesn’t drink pumpkin Juice anymore.) Then there is the owner of Hogs Head. Friendship isn’t the right word for their relationship; he’s more like an acquaintance or business partner. He smuggles in cigarettes for Luka to buy, usually for himself, but if he needs extra cash he’ll sell a pack or two. [/color]
HISTORY
MOTHER Gweniviere Ruth Moore (deceased)[/color]
FATHER Antonio Michael Moore (A.W.O.L[/color]
SIBLINGS N/A[/color]
OTHER Grandmother: Deborah Summer Valentine
Owl: Howwie (Missing since 4th year)[/color]
HISTORY
Not much was seen or heard of Luka up until his third year, which was the year he started acting out more and more. It first started out with puking pastels in professors mugs, the occasional fight with bullies, then its advanced to vandalism. One instance he smuggled 50 rolls of toilet paper into his dorm, along with his broom stick. He then proceeded to fly out and vandalize the grounds with his papery shenanigans. Someone snitched on him, which caused him to face possible suspension or expulsion, along with costing Gryffindor 30 house points. This was when he was starting to become an outcast. He started spending time out by the Willow, the first couple of times landed him in the infirmary, but he was persistent and soon enough he got past the branches and hit the knot on the Willows trunk causing the tree to become immobile. Where he then proceeded to sit and eat his lunch in peace. The tree started becoming attuned to Luka's presence, and would let him get to the knot easier and easier until the tree acknowledged Lukas presence and would quit trying to obliterate his entire essence. Rumors were passed around that he would have full length conversations a day with the Willow, or that he actually befriended the tree. By the end of his third year he was literally known as a tree hugger, because when he was away from the tree Luka has grown so fond of, he would hug one of its gigantic branches.
Partially through his fifth year was when he befriended Moaning Myrtle due to an "accident" a result from that days lunch not agreeing with his bowels. He kept the incident well under wraps... So he thinks. As he was rushing to a stall and mid process of dropping his trousers was when Myrtle decided to make her presence known. This literally scared the shit out of poor Luka. After much apologies, and begging not to tell anyone he befriended Myrtle.
His sixth year flew by and during the summer between sixth and seventh year was when he turned seventeen. Possibly the loneliest day of his life. On this day was when he encountered his first werewolf, well more like stumbled upon. Living out in the middle of nowhere, it was bound to happen. Out on his late night strolls listening for the tell tale howl, he heard a howl he thought was relatively close and decided to investigate. He didn’t realize just how close he was. He heard the breaking of a twig about thirty meters ahead. As he crept closer his heart beating a million beats a minute, in his haste and excitement to see this beast up close. He tripped over an up turned root and got the closest view most people have been, and lived to tell the tale. Luckily the werewolf was startled almost as much as Luka. The beast, noticing easy prey, was quick to pounce right for Luka’s throat. Luka cast the first spell that came to his mind. Incarcerous! Which immediately tied the beast up, but unfortunately it didn’t stop it from landing square on his chest. Frantically scrambling to get out from under the thrashing creature, and narrowly dodging its razor sharp teeth. Luka crawled a safe distance away and made sure his spell would hold, for good measure cast an immobulus charm climb, he then proceeded to climb the nearest tree and waited until daylight. A couple hours later Luka dozed off and awoke to the song of birds and sunlight breaking through the forests canopy and the werewolf missing. Ever since that day he has been infatuated with Lycanthropes. The rest of the summer went by quickly which he was glad for. He couldn’t wait to get back to Willy and Myrtle. He promised himself this year will be different, he’s going to make some friends this year, and more than likely enemies. He kissed his Grandmother goodbye and boarded the train to begin his seventh and final year at Hogwarts.
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