Post by Nellie McGonagall on Aug 15, 2011 21:52:36 GMT -5
CHARACTER APPLICATION [OTHER ADULT]
CHARLES XAVIER HEWER
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I WALK A LONELY ROAD
[/color][/font][/center] "Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
and I'm a sinner...
I play my music in the sun.
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I Sure don't want to hurt no one...."
[/font][/center]I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
and I'm a sinner...
I play my music in the sun.
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight toker
I Sure don't want to hurt no one...."
THE ONLY ONE I HAVE EVER KNOWN
[/color][/font][/center]Outofcharacter
[/font][/center]Your Name: Riss, yo.
Your Age: 20.
Other Characters: Permission granted and if you want me to list all of my little ones I shall.
Experience: Two years or so.
Secret Word/Phrase: Love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again.
DON’T KNOW WHERE IT GOES
[/color][/font][/center]Incharacterbasics
[/font][/center]FACE CLAIM: JAMES MCAVOY
FULL NAME: CHARLES XAVIER HEWER
NICKNAMES: Charlie -- but only by family. He hates it when others use his it.
Xavy -- by Lissie when she wants something and thinks he'll say no.
AGE/DOB: 26 Years old. Born February 12th, 1996.
JOB: Copyright editor for Julius Anglesey's publishing company.
BLOOD STATUS: Half.
SEX:
ORIENATION: Hetero.
BUT IT’S HOME TO ME AND I WALK ALONE
[/color][/font][/center]Incharacterapperance
[/font][/center]EYES: Blue
HAIR: Light, mousy brown
HEIGHT: Vertically challenged in comparison to his brother, Charles is all of 5'9.
BUILD: Pretty average for a man of his stature. Muscular arms from working out. Runs regularly.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Underneath his bottom lip. He and Jack were sparing when he was caught of guard (actually, he turned his head at the sight of a pretty girl and was promptly knocked in the mouth by his older brother. Charles still maintains that Jack cheated, using the diversion to get the better of him).
SKIN TONE: A milky pale.
At sixteen, he got a tattoo of a lion on his right shoulder blade, he is currently looking into removal.
I WALK THIS EMPTY STREET
[/color][/font][/center]Personality
[/font][/center]DISLIKES: Uptight people, stiffness, conformity, country music, staying still too long.
LIKES: Explosives, Muggle action movies, pretty women, spinach, reading.
BAD HABITS: Smokes like a chimney.
(Play boy)
Curses like a sailor and tends to drown people out if they aren't saying anything he wants to hear.
GOOD HABITS: He has a natural tendency to pick up knowledge and random facts.
Quick witted without trying to be.
Can joke about almost anything.
Kind-hearted and very loyal.
WEAKNESSES: He likes pretty girls, obviously, but if a pretty girl walks in and happens to see through his womanizing ways right off the top, he's hooked.
Lissie: She's his little sister and likes to take credit for her hippy ways. He's never been too strict and ever since their parents passed, he's always made sure that she has fun and relaxed.
Peanut Butter: He loves it, he can go through three or four jars in a month, it's ridiculous.
STRENGTHS: Loyal to a fault. Bravery (though some times reckless), excellent with numbers and logic.
PERSONALITY: Charles is very much the carefree, proud, rambunctious lad he was as a teenager, but he knows when to become serious. He's very much still a Gryffindor, but with an undertone of Ravenclaw wit. He's always been quick witted and sharped tongued, he can't help it. He's very mischevious at times, and finds it easy to joke around.
He finds responsibilities stifling, but if something must be done, begrudgingly he will do it. A few choice words he claims as French will fly from his mouth first, though.
Charles is the type of guy who is always trying to be a good person, but he won't sacrifice himself to be one. He doesn't ever want to loose himself under the weight and pressure of every day left.
He's never dealt with his parents deaths, either, which at times accounts for periods of sudden sullenness he may delve into. For weeks at a time, he'll delve into periods of depression where he just doesn't want to be bothered, or to deal with anything whatsoever. Usually, he'll keep him self secluded when these situations arise, he doesn't want anyone to know because he'll spend hours on end crying.
After these moods, he'll arise with a fresh smile and a good hearty laugh, acting as if nothing has happened. He doesn't want anyone to find out what's going on with him. He figures somehow, someway he'll get through it.
ON THE BOULEVARD OF BROKEN DREAMS
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[/font]WAND: Oak, Dragon Heart-string, 10 3/4.
BROOMS: Only flies for recreational purposes, but an old Nimbus from his school days.
PET(s): Golden retriever named Roscoe.
WHERE THE CITY SLEEPS
[/color][/font][/center]Relationships
[/font][/center]AMORTERIA: Women's perfume. Mint. Red Wine. Freshly baked peanut butter cookies.
MIRROR OF ERISED: Charles knows he's a womanizer, and he can't quite explain why he does it, but what he wants more than anything is to find one woman to settle down with for the rest of his life; someone he can have children with and will accept him for who he is.
VERITASERUM:Back in his fifth year, Jack's seventh, Jack was chasing a pretty brunette fifth year Ravenclaw...Charles got there first.
He's never really handled his parents death. He knows they passed on, but he can't bring himself to say goodbye. He often cries about it at times, especially his Mother's death. He was a true Mother's boy.
BOGGART: Loosing any of his siblings. Hell, he ever fears loosing Lavinia, even though she's an outcast from the underworld (Hades was sick of hearing her mouth).
DEMENTOR: Having to say good bye to his father and Mother.
PATRONUS: When Lissie was Ten, she took his record player and a few of his old muggle records, and he found her playing them in her room. Lissie thought that Charles was going to be angry with her, but he wasn't; instead, he and Lissie danced all night, barefoot to the sounds of the hippie era.
AND I’M THE ONLY ONE
[/color][/font][/center]Familyhistory
[/font][/center]FATHER: James Hewer. Deceased.
MOTHER: Louise Hewer, 54 at the time of her husband's death, sixty when she passed.
CHILDREN: None.
OTHER IMPORTANT FAMILY:
-Jack Hewer, 30, unmarried, no children
-George Hewer, 24, married, one child and one on the way
-Rupert Hewer, 19, unmarried
-Annabel "Lissie" Hewer, 15, Hufflepuff (Jack is now her legal guardian, whilst Charles plays corrupting brother.)
-Lavinia Hewer, 23, sister in law from Hell. She and George have one child, a boy; and one on the way.
HISTORY: Charles is the second oldest of a family of five; four boys, one girl. He's always been a bit of a wild one, from birth till now. Hell, his mother once said he came out of her womb and hit the ground running.
He's always been an active type of person. As a young child, he often spent hours on end out and about, exploring anything and everything. He once chased a bee to it's hive, only to be stung repeatedly. When asked why he did this, he told his mother that everyone needed an adventure, and he just wanted in on the bee's.
Charles began to show magic at the age of six. He, his brother Jack, and their father were out in the woods, getting firewood the muggle way (it was actually a punishment for the young Charles and Jack due to taking their brother George's baby rattle and dipping it in mud, then giving it back to the baby) when Charles dropped his toy car. He bent down to get it, when he stood up both his father and brother were gone. Alone, and scared, Charles began panicking when suddenly the tree he was standing across from split in half and went tumbling to the ground.
At age ten, Jack, his partner in crime, went off to Hogwarts, and Charles spent two years being the eldest brother. He didn't enjoy it at first, having never been close to George, but eventually relaxed, reveling in being the eldest. Two years later he receieved his Hogwarts letter, he was sorted into Gryffindor house along with Jack; though the sorting hat had first decided Ravenclaw, Charles felt a burn in his heart for Gryffindor. Once again, the Hewer brothers were reunited. They waged prank wars, and year battles during their time in school together.
At thirteen, Charles was afforded a little sister. The first girl in the Hewer family, and immediately took to the bright eyed girl. He'd often take the young baby out. He both enjoyed her company, and the female company that her presence seemed to bring. Charles has forever been a bit of a womanizer. He's always had a string of girlfriends, but has never been in a relationship longer than six months. Around the fourth month of a relationship he becomes anacy and looks for an excuse out.
Charles spent the next seven years or so in and out of the house, traveling and looking for the world. Having received all O's in his owls, and two E's, the rest O's in his NEWTS, Charles had a world of options for jobs, but ultimately chose publishing. He hated the ministry and saw the job as stifling, and Jack was off doing the dragon taming.
In 2015, when Charles was twenty, whilst taking a holiday in France with his current flame, he received an owl from Jack, saying that their father was sick. He returned home just in time, his father's health had deteriorated from cancer, and Charles knew his father wasn't going to make it. His father soon passed away and Charles kept it together for the most part and left his job at his first publishing company. He went off to travel, feeling guilty for leaving Jack, but he had to deal with his father's death in his own way.
A few years later, Charles was hit with his mother's death, he'd just found himself coming to grips with his father's death, only to have to bury his Mother. Instead of running as he did the first time, Charles found a job closer to home to help his brother Jack raise his their little sister, who was now Jack's ward.
AND I WALK ALONE
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[/font][/center]Not Needed.
MY SHADOW IS THE ONLY ONE THAT WALKS BESIDES ME
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Maybe she'll cheer up, though. 
