POTTER , james sirius

[Bunnie]

JAMIEPOTTER
DO YOU WANT TO HEAR ABOUT THE,

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»» Reasons for the end of the end of the world:
1) Aliens. They can't interfere with us directly, but this could be all like a big game of HAHA, I'M NOT TOUCHING YOU I'M NOT TOUCHING YOU.
2) The creators of lost haven't come up with an ending yet and they're trying to distract us.



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----»» OOC SHIZZ .[/font][/center]

----»» YOUR NAME: BUNNIE. fo shizzle.
----»» AGE: fourteen
----»» GENDER: female
----»» CONTACT INFORMATION:
aim - shaunaxbunnie
y & yahoomail! - bunnie1x1
neo - bunnie_times_9

----»» HOW YOU FOUND US: pshhh. Chrissy shoved me.
----»» WORD IN RULES: UMBRELLA-ELLA-ELLA. eh eh eh eh.----
»» ANYTHING ELSE?: Yes, you will require a stupid nickname from me. You will.
----»» RP SAMPLE:

The responses to his arrival started to wash over him, and suddenly; he
wasn't quite a weary anymore. There was something about acceptance
that gave him the stamina to put up with people and not want to crawl into
a hole until the Apocalypse.

"Hey Remus." "Please take it, I cannot drink another one

Remus took the no doubt alcoholic drink with a kind nod and a
"Thank you, Emmeline," taking a tentative gulp and
wincing as the liquid burned a path down his throat. All magical alcohol
was meant to be taken quickly, why had he forgotten that? He'd been
spending too much time with his father, that much was for sure.

He went at the drink again, now ready for the pain which didn't seem to be
quite as bad. He then wiped tentatively at his mouth, and paused for a
moment to let the room stop spinning. Note to self, do not take in strange
unidentified liquors with the gusto that one takes firewhiskey. You are not
aware of their strength.

"Oi! Remus, did you pop in to see my godson today? I'd say I
think he rather looks more like me than his father. Makes you wonder..."

He looked over to his friend as he spoke up, shaking his tan mop of curls in
annoyance and wonder.

"Yes, Padfoot, I stepped in when I was in the area. And I hope
that you're aware that if you had said that within the hearing range of Prongs,
he would have punched you in the face."

That made Remus start to ponder. Harry didn't look like much of anybody
yet. He was a newborn infant. If he resembled anyone at the current time,
it was Lily, because the boy had her beautiful emerald green eyes.

"Well, what has everyone been up to on this remarkably dreary
day? He had to ask, starting to go at the strange drink again and
then remembering that he had a cigarette. Well, it was mostly ash now,
but it used to be a cigarette. He tapped it into a nearby tray and took
another drag.

COME ON BABY, COME ON DARLING,

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----»» BASIC INFORMATION .[/font][/center]

----»» FULL NAME: JAMES SIRIUS POTTER
----»» NICKNAMES: JAMIE, jims, smidge, potter
----»» AGE: 17
----»» HOUSE: gryffindor
----»» GENDER: male
----»» BLOOD: 3/4? pure enough.
----»» SEXUALITY: either/or, no preference. He doesn't see people for their sex, just their personality. Bisexual, if you have to sum it in one word.
----»» CANON/ORIGINAL: J.K's name, my personality.

OH COME ON ANGEL, COME ON,

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----»» PERSONA .[/font][/center]

----»» LIKES:
+slacking off
+being affectionate
+the guitar
+quidditch
+singing randomly
+his baby siblings
+teasing people mercilessly
+ancient cultural references that nobody understands
+doing today what could have been done tomorrow
+muggle things
+getting back what he puts out relationship-wise.
----»» DISLIKES:
-- being drilled to work
-- Sundays
-- rain
-- the blues
-- the color purple
-- stuffy people
-- purebloods
--being forced to smile
----»» BAD HABITS:
... takes notes everywhere and anywhere. Arms, legs, jeans, stomach, walls
... keeps his wand behind his ear for safe keeping.
... says 'like, uhm, or er,' and pauses a lot, when talking
----»» BOGGART: He's deathly terrified of letting his parents down, so his boggart is them standing over him with a disappointed face. Needless to say that he got a lot of flak from his friends from this back when they were studying the things, but it still scares him. He was raised with great expectations. He's supposed to be everything. The perfect gentleman. The next marauder. A bloody good quidditch player. A charmer with the ladies. Because of all of this, he doesn't even know who he really is.
----»» PATRONUS: A golden retriever. When you get down to it, Jamie is just a big ball of energy. He's overeager to please and will do anything to get on your good side. He loves to laugh, and play football in the summer. Nobody is safe from his goodnatured teasing, and even look at his family the wrong way and you'll be facing a slow, painful death.
----»» MIRROR OF ERISED: Jamie just wants to meet the expectations set out for him by others. Society wants him to be a gentleman, as the son of the revered boy who lived, minister of magic-elect Harry Potter. His dad wants him to be the ultimate prankster, to love a good joke and to carry on the marauder's name. His mum wants a sweet little boy, a charmer and a great quidditch player. So the whole image is a muddled one of him in a tux on a broom with wet start fireworks and a rose in hand.
----»» SECRETS:
HE still sleeps with his CHILDHOOD TEDDY BEAR.
HE'S all talk, he's a VIRGIN.
HE may act all masculine around his friends, but he writes POETRY.
----»» STRENGTHS:
**Caring genuinely about other's problems
**Actually a lot brighter than he lets on
**A natural born leader
**Able to make people laugh at the drop of a hat
----»» WEAKNESSES:
** Very insecure about himself
** Can't retort for shit
** Doesn't have an indoor voice
** Doesn't know how much affection is too much.

UNAWARE, I'M TEARING YOU ASUNDER,

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----»» APPEARANCES .[/font][/center]

----»» HAIR: Due to a freak mutation in genetics, his ginger and black-haired parents actually produced a brunette offspring------
Can you keep a secret? Like, really, really down-low?
He has red hair. But tell anyone and face death. He starting having people who are legal charm it brown right before he started school. It's longish, and almost always under a hat of some sort. It's a little frizzy, but that can usually be kept down. There's often really bad red roots going along the edges of his scalp.
----»» EYES: Ginny's chocolate brown see-into-your-soul eyes. They smile even when he's not. They're often a little hazed over when he's in daydream land.
----»» WEIGHT: 160 pounds. ----»» BODY TYPE: Tall and comparitively skinny. Only real muscles are in his legs.
----»» HEIGHT: Six feet when he stands on tip-toes.
----»» FEELINGS ON THEIR APPEARANCE:
James isn't exactly cocky about his looks. Yes, he thinks that he's not completely unattractive, but you really wouldn't know that. He thinks that his nose is too big and his forehead can get kind of spotty if he goes overboard with the spray charms. But he does like his eyes. The color, at least. They're dark and so they sparkle when they hit the light right. The shape is a pretty symmetrical almond and his lashes add just the right amount of emphasis that they pop, but still have some relative masculinity.

YOU DON'T WANT TO HURT ME,

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----»» NATIONALITY: Descends from the noble land of England
----»» BIRTHPLACE: St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, London.
----»» PARENTS: Harry James and Ginevra Molly Potter.
----»» SIBLINGS: Albus Severus and Lily Luna Potter
----»» OTHER FAMILY: Five uncles, four aunts, a lot of cousins,
----»» PETS: A cat named Melee.
----»» FULL HISTORY: James was born January 12th, 2005, in St. Mungo's. He was the firstborn son of Harry and Ginny Potter. His parents, quite frankly, doted on him and spolied him rotten for the first year of his life. Then the time for love and affection was split at the birth of his brother, and split again when his little sister was born.

By the time he was five and Lily was born, a lot of his time was spent between uncles and aunts during quidditch season. His mother was off playing for the Holyhead Harpies as their star chaser, and his father was busy establishing himself in the auror office.

He was accepted into Hogwarts when he was eleven years old, as was expected. Jamie's always shown promising magical talent, especially in the charms department. "Uncle" Oliver was his personal quidditch instructor during the off season for quidditch, and so he tried out in first year. He made it, but on the second string.

He worked his way through the ranks and instead of being appointed prefect, head boy, or anything that he'd actually be interested in, they made him gryffindor quidditch captain by his seventh year. Oh joy.

He turned seventeen in January of sixth year, and got a gold watch and the ability to do magic outside of school. He wears the watch constantly, and will never let you forget about the magic.

BE RUNNING UP THAT ROAD,

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