Your name: Aine/Sillysheep
Your age: 16
Contact info: I don’t mind, MSN/AIM/YIM/Skype


Full Name: Harrold Thomas Lynwood
Nickname: Harry, Har.
Species: [Witch]
Powers: [Harry has his basic witch powers as well as other things such as Good, he has trained his ability of compulsion and he’s gifted with making potions and daylight rings. His affinity is Earth. ]

Family:

• Father: Alfred ‘Freddie’ Lynwood-Witch
  
• Mother: Olivia ‘Liva’ Faye-Lynwood-Human,
  
• Siblings: Emmaline ‘Emma’ Lynwood-Witch, 25
  
• Pet Cat: Pandora ‘Dora’

Age: 34
Birthday: 31st of December 1977
Gender: Male
Orientation: Homosexual
Status: Single
Occupation: Substitute Chemistry Teacher
Other: He drives a campervan?
A pretty color:


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Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Body: Lanky-skinny man, weighs around 85kg, and is 6’1’’ in height.
Other: He’s got a few tattoos but tends to keep them hidden.

Personality:
Harry is weird more then anything else. He tends be childish, and quite unreliable anyone that knows him will tell you that. He is a big time partier, which tends to bleed into his work life, making him late for work and teaching with hangovers. Without sleep, he's grouchy, angry and very very annoyed. Which leads him to start to hurt those who woke him. He maybe the oldest child in his family, but being very spoilt from birth until he was ten and his sister was born. He was still spoilt for the rest of his childhood but not to the extent of how it was when he was an only child. Harry doesn't have much of a temper. It's mainly having a lack of sleep which makes him annoyed and angry. Other than that, he doesn't get mad at people, which he prides himself in.
Likes:
+Vampires,
+Alcohol,
+Chemistry,
+Magic,
+Potions,
+Compelling people when he doesn't get his way,
+His plants -they're his babies-,
+Pandora,
+Sleep,
+Sex,
+People,
+Leather,
+Teaching,
+Liquid breakfasts.
+Partying,
+Growing his plants,
+Looking after Pandora,
+Making Potions and Daylight rings,
+Chemistry experiments,
+Meeting new people.
Dislikes:
-Hangovers,
-His work hours,
-Having a lack of sleep,
-Being woken up,
-Carrots,
-Having to dress up formally for work.
Strengths:
+Potions and Daylight rings,
+Compulsion,
+Being magical over all,
+Good Looking,
+Most of the time easy to get along with,
+Has a masters in Chemistry and a degree in English.
Weaknesses
-Can be childish,
-Is useless without at least six hours sleep
-Tends to party a bit too much,
-Cats,
-Plants.
-Showing up for work with a bad hangover,
-Using his compulsion a bit too much,
-Forgetting to pay his house hold bills.
Fears:
-His plants getting burnt or dying,
-Losing his family or Pandora,
-Losing his powers,
-Being forever alone.
Weapon of choice: using plants or compulsion.

History:
I'm too tired to do the whole big assed detailed history so it's just gonna be basics yeah?

-Born 31st of December, 1977 to Alfred and Olivia Lynwood in Kent, England.
-Home schooled for most of his childhood up until his sister was born and then he was sent to a boarding secondry school.
-His sister Emmaline was born on 1st of January, 1987.
-His witch powers developed when he was twelve.
-Finished in the Boarding School and then went on to University to study Chemistry and English.
-At the age of 26 he moved to America, traveling around selling potions and daylight rings.
-He spent most of his money from the potions and daylight rings on partying and drinking.
-On his 30th birthday his parents and sister came to America for a visit and gave him Pandora as his birthday present.
-Emmaline then moved in with him, and his parents went back to the UK.
Sample post:
Harry wasn't a morning person; it was obvious every single day that he had to get up early for work. Slapping his phone which had woken him, he sat up and looked at the phone which was still ringing and was on the floor. Rubbing his eyes to get the sleep out, he pushed his quilt off him and getting off the double bed which was squished into the corner of the room. Finally standing, he bent over to get his phone from the ground. Flipping it open and pressing answer, he let out a weak 'hello' and waited for a response. After five minutes of being yelled at, Harry hung up the phone and threw it at his bed. He was late for work and wouldn't be able to play sick again.

Looking over to his timetable of classes for the day, he realised that he had missed one class which had been the first one of the day. It wouldn't be too bad on his poor students. He knew that he would have to sub for a few free classes to get back into the good books with the school. Scratching the back of his head, Harry walked into the small bathroom which he had and stripped down before turning on the water. After a quick wash of his body and hair, he was out of the shower again. With a small towel on his head and a bigger towel around his waist, Harry headed back to get dressed.

After drying and dressing and having a quick mug of coffee, he felt much more refreshed and able to go ahead with his day. Grabbing his phone, book bag, and keys, Harry locked up his apartment after quick moment of spreading some love to his plants. Reaching the ground floor in a record time, Harry rushed out to the parking lot and jumped into his mini-van and placed his things down beside him. After a few minutes of driving through the eleven o clock lack of traffic, the English witch had reached Somber High. Parking up, Harry grabbed his things from the passenger's seat and headed towards the main building.

After he had gotten a chance to grab a coffee and sit in his seat in his empty classroom, Harry sat with his legs crossed on top of the table and his head resting against the whiteboard. He was recked, he hated having to work early in the morning. Maybe they could move his classes into the later time of day when the new school year rolled around. With his eyes closing, Harry drifted off into a short sleep, hoping that it would last, but with his luck he'd have a student come by and ask for help with something.

Hearing the classroom door open with a bit of a bang, Harry sat up, moving his legs to the floor and opening his eyes. It was time for his fourth period class, he realised as he saw the familiar students of the class roll into the room. With a short prayer to a higher power, he stood up and opened his role book and his Chemistry notes for the senior class that was sitting before him now. After taking the role, Harry picked up his notes and started to write them out for his students to copy down. He couldn't wait for the class to end. The minutes wouldn't be able to run as quickly as it could.

He was back down in his seat as his students left the room. He needed more coffee, more and more coffee. Standing up from his chair, Harry picked up his mug from his earlier coffee. Quickly checking his time table before getting his coffee, he was glad that he wouldn't have another class until after lunch and then he would have a double class with the freshmen that he thought. After locking his classroom door behind him, Harry headed down to the staff room to pour himself out some more coffee. After adding his small drop of milk, he took a quick sip of the coffee and felt the slight bliss.

On his way back to the safety of his classroom, Harry with mug in hand, hummed the theme tune to some movie he had seen years back. Making his way up the stairs to his classroom, Harry was smiley and happy again. It wasn't until he back in the corridor of his classroom, that he saw the other man in the corridor. Looking up to him before he passed him, Harry smiled and slowed down his walking until he had stop completely by the other man. "New teacher? Cause I haven't seen you around here before!" Harry said with a slight curiosity for the other, hoping to see the gorgeous face of the other man.