Post by ANGEL MICHEL PLATO on May 31, 2012 22:25:14 GMT -6
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I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
[/font]I NEED ANOTHER STORY,
something to get off my chest
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ANGEL PLATO[/center]
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MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
[/font]MY LIFE GETS KINDA BORING,
need something that i can confess
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Angel Michel Plato
NICKNAMES:
The Angel
AGE:
Twenty-Nine
D.O.B.:
August nineteenth
WAND TYPE:
- Hippogriff feather/Dragon Heartstring
- Cypress
- Fourteen Inches
PROFESSION:
- Care of Magical Creatures
SPECIAL ABILITIES:
- Half-Vampire
CANNON OR ORIGINAL:
- Original
PLAY-BY:
- David Tennant
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’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
[/font]’TIL ALL MY SLEEVES ARE STAINED RED,
from all the truth that i've said
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- Brown
EYE COLOUR:
- Heterochromia, his left eye is brown while his right is blood red
HEIGHT:
- Six feet exactly
WEIGHT:
- 160 ibs
PERSONAL STYLE:
- Angel has never been a big fan of robes, once he graduated Hogwarts he immediately got rid of the shoddy things and began to wear brighter colors. Blue, brown, sometimes the occasional black suits and trench coats.
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:
- A tall fellow with unruly hair who dresses much more like a detective than a wizard or a vampire. On his back however, you will find multiple scars and bite marks that cover it entirely.
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THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
[/font]THOUGHT YOU SAW WINK, NO,
i've been on the brink, so
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[li] Blood
[/li][li] The Night
[/li][li] The Cold
[/li][li] Animals
[/li][li] People
[/li][li] Singing
[/li][li] Reading
[/li][li] Classical instruments
[/li][li] The color Green
[/li][li] Slytherin
[/li][li] Hogwarts
[/li][li] Strange happenings
[/li][li] Sherlock Holmes
[/li][li] His students
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CHARACTER DISLIKES:
- His Family
- His father
- Religion
- Haters
- Ravenclaw
- Fire
- Sweating
- Death
- Bullying
GOALS:
- To enjoy life as it comes and to meet fantastic people!
BOGGART:
- His Father
PATRONUS:
- Going to Hogwarts
DEMENTOR:
- His father's cruelty for disobeying him
AMORTENTIA:
- Blood
- Marshmallows
- Oranges
BASIC PERSONALITY:
- Sarcastic
- Kind
- Strange
- Cheerful
- Open
- Awkward (at times)
- Nerd
- Liar
- Caring
- Intelligent
- Protective
- Daring
- Vengeful
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AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
[/font]AMAZING HOW WE GOT THIS FAR ,
it's like we're chasing all those stars
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- Half Blood
FATHER:
- Damien Vaan Plato - Pureblood vampire - Missing
MOTHER:
- Unknown - Deceased
BROTHER(S):
- Multiple, none that are known to him.
SISTER(S):
- N/A
OTHER:
- None that are known to him
HOMETOWN:
- Glasgow, Scotland
CURRENT RESIDENCE:
- Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY:
- Needless to say, with a father like Damien a child could never have a fulfilling life like other children... Mostly because they're lives are spent during the night while others played during the day, causing a slight bit of loneliness for some vampires, especially the halfies that are actually able to go into the sun without burning alive. But that's how life was for the children of Damien Plato, always hunting and killing during the night only to hide from the sun like scared animals. Some chose to fight, some to become one with the night, but very few chose to run from the life, fearing that Damien would hunt them down like pigs to the slaughter... But Angel knew better, he was safe during the day and none of the 'family would dare go after him when the sun burned high above them.
Yes, Angel Michel Plato chose to run from his family of blood suckers at the age of Eight, deciding that he'd rather live with creatures that wanted to love rather kill for fun. It didn't take long for Angel to collapse however, he had never hunted on his own food that had not been human and he was not completely used to the sun above his head for so long. He was in luck however, the small village that he collapsed in had kind people that took him in and looked after him. He was astounded that the family didn't even care for the fact that he was half vampire, revealing they weren't muggles but magic folk who loved all life... They were the entire reason Angel had ran away from his father's life of killing, it was as if fate guided him to this home.
It was only a few years later that Angel was sent to Hogwarts, sorted in Slytherin and made many beloved friends from many houses because of his personality (and good looks.) He wasn't the most intelligent boy in Slytherin but he was very determined to have good grades which made up for the lack of education he had in his early life as a hunter, this made him slightly popular with some of the teachers, especially Hagrid who had been the professor of Care of Magical Creatures at the time.
However tragedy struck on his third year, during Halloween he was called to the headmasters office before the feast began. Apparently his foster parents were murdered by what seemed vampires, they had all the blood removed from the body which led to this conclusion. Horror took the young Slytherin as he realized his father had found out what had happened to him, and took his anger upon his family... He was alone once again with no family, but Angel felt no sadness but only rage. It was on that moment that he swore ultimate vengeance on his father and anyone who was affiliated with him.
Years passed, awards were given and friendships were made before the young half vampire graduated Hogwarts. It was a wonderful day to which he retired to Hogsmeade for the night to enjoy the final memories of being a student. However it was that night where his scars were born and more anger for his old 'family' came to be. It was here that he knew that if he became close to anyone outside of Hogwarts, they would be harmed or killed... So he did the only thing he could do, requested a job at Hogwarts to teach the subject that he excelled at, Care of Magical Creatures.
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AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
[/font]AND EVERY DAY I SEE THE NEWS,
all the problems that we could solve
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CHATBOX NAME: Angel
RP EXPERIENCE: six years
HOW YOU FOUND US: OTE
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
RP SAMPLE:
A man ran in the dark, only guided by the few glimpses of moonlight hidden behind the clouds. His breaths were shaken and his murmurs of fear and pain were loud to say the least. If one were to look closely at the figure, streams of crimson blood were flowing down his left arm as he held it with his right and head.
A large figure was running after him, it was no man. This beast ran upon four legs and the size of a tiger, needless to say the man began to cry when he heard the thundering paws hitting the ground behind him. With how much blood this man was losing it didn't take long for the beast to catch up, in an instant his arm was bit and his body did a turn before he hit the ground face up.
A large paw hit his chest the moment he opened his eyes once more, causing a cry of pain to escape his lips. Tears began to leave his eyes while the beast snarled before he began to hear clapping nearby. The dark clouds cleared slightly to reveal a man in a brown trench coat with pale skin coming towards him, clapping as if he were playing a game.
"Well done lad, well done. He seemed to congratulate him on the run he made from the beast that was now inches away from his neck. "Most people wouldn't be able to last a minute running from sparky here."
A large figure was running after him, it was no man. This beast ran upon four legs and the size of a tiger, needless to say the man began to cry when he heard the thundering paws hitting the ground behind him. With how much blood this man was losing it didn't take long for the beast to catch up, in an instant his arm was bit and his body did a turn before he hit the ground face up.
A large paw hit his chest the moment he opened his eyes once more, causing a cry of pain to escape his lips. Tears began to leave his eyes while the beast snarled before he began to hear clapping nearby. The dark clouds cleared slightly to reveal a man in a brown trench coat with pale skin coming towards him, clapping as if he were playing a game.
"Well done lad, well done. He seemed to congratulate him on the run he made from the beast that was now inches away from his neck. "Most people wouldn't be able to last a minute running from sparky here."
"W-What do you want me me?"[/b] The vampire cried, almost with mercy from the man in the trench coat. "I've done nothing to you sir! Please, just let me go!"[/b] But at that comment clasped his hands again, making a loud clap that startled the man into silence again.
"Right you are boy-o! You've done nothing to me, in fact I've only just met you haven't I?" He gave the man a large smile. "Let me introduce myself then shall I?.. I am, Angel Michel Plato-at you're service full-blood. Angel took a small bow as the man looked in horror at the half vampire, realizing he would not come out alive unless the gods had mercy.
"T-Then You're his son! You're Dam-" He was cut short by Angel.
"Don't you dare say that man's bloody name you grotty git!" He snarled at the vampire with malice, causing him to whimper in fear. With a loud sigh he straightened his trench coat once more, to be proper of course. He coughed into his fist, as if to clear his throat. "Sorry 'bout that lad, I just always..." He seemed to have trouble finding the right word, waving his hands in a small circle in thought. "Over react when I hear my father's name. Sorry![/b] He gave a smile that normally would have been amusing to see, but this situation was not amusing at all to the man. "Now halfy, I'm gonna ask you some questions... Questions You're gonna answer unless you want ol' Sparky here to have a midnight snack.[/b] Angel pointed to the large wolf again casually as it snarled and snapped inches away from the vampire's neck, causing a cry to escape his lips. I suppose we have an agreement then numpty?[/b]
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SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
[/font]SICK OF ALL THE INSINCERE,
so i'm gonna give all my secrets away
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