PART TWO: Sample Application. (And accepted character.) Personality: Russel goes by Rusty. Rusty seems serious outwardly, on the inside he starves to be noticed. He likes excelling in classes and he's never gotten into trouble. He keeps a serious face on around strangers and may seem standoffish. Rusty likes to take things apart and has new theories on how magic works just about every week, he's very mathematical and loves arithmancy. He also likes potions due to the alchemy nature. Despite being a bit introverted Rusty loves throwing in one liners and jokes at common room parties and enjoys making everyone laugh. He has a sort of dry humor and wit that most laugh at, half get and very little people can actually perform. Rusty has often challenged the Ravenclaw girls to games of Chess just to get into their beds. He is widely known as a sort of playboy, and it's obvious that he is good looking but at the same time it's odd since he seems to be so quiet. His fault is that he doesn't take things not involving him too seriously. It's a bit arrogant too that since Voldemort isn't targeting him or his family at the very moment, he doesn't care about Voldemort. He also likes to keep his things in strict order and has a problem when things are out of line. He takes showers many times throughout the days and he counts tiles on the floor and marbles in a jar, he's obsessed with order, cleanliness and numbers.
Plans for Character Development: Rusty won't be very friendly with very many people as he is oftentimes aloof. He has a long standing friendship with Cordelia and wants to get into her pants and maybe more but he stands being a civilized friend, most of the time. He isn't interested in long-term relationships, only sexual relationships with boys or girls. Despite not being an overachiever he is working on sucking up to some teachers this year in hopes of getting Head Boy next year just to irritate people who are already prefects and think they will get it.
Sample rp: The piercing migraine wasn't going away and his vision was getting blurry, backlash of pleasure, backlash of sugar, backlash of working out. All things he needed, it was a temporary repercussion he had to deal with. Sitting in the dark, he told the Slytherin girl to leave. He had beat her in chess, no questions asked and impressed by his maneuverability decided to see if he could do the same in bed. It was what he had hoped for the first girl of the year and he was successful. He blatantly dismissed her afterwards; he was nice enough to cuddle for a mere 3 seconds. He didn't figure a seventh year Slytherin would be into cuddling and with the sheer pain of the migraine bounding down on him he knew he wasn't into the idea. She seemed biting for a moment but when Rusty didn't even try to fight back and instead pointed at the door as if she were a dog she left. He would make up for it with a single grin tomorrow to shut her up. Who was going to believe a Slytherin slut if rumors did get started? Rusty wanted to laugh but avoided it; the pain would only throb more.
Sample journal entry:I watched Cordelia put her books away. One by one, but the books were all wrong. One was this way, one was the opposite and I really had to keep myself from correcting her. I had to keep my hand from gravitating towards her bag, I wouldn't let myself give in to correcting the world, I could only correct myself and my own things... and perhaps every once in a while others' things when they don't realize what I am doing. But to Cordelia it would be too obvious and she doesn't quite grasp the extremity of my obsession so she would turn them back just to mock me. It was fine for her, but I would probably be thinking about those fucking books all night.