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Post by anakin on Jan 15, 2009 9:41:38 GMT -8
MARCUS AURELIUS THORN.I have screamed until my veins collapsed I've waited as my time's elapsed Now, all I do is live with so much hate I've wished for this, I've pregnant doged at that I've left behind this little fact: You cannot kill what you did not create
OOC alias: anakin or ani experience: 4 years how did you find us: advertisment on Dumbledore Hogwarts other characters: none at the mo rules password: nothing to see here.
THE BASICS name: Marcus Aurelius Thorn nicknames: The Soldier with no fear age: 19 birthdate: April the 15th rank: Captain of the Guard/ General of the Army occupation: Soldier
THE PHYSICAL body type: Marcus is really fit. Apparently all those years exercise and practice paid off. He is athletic and muscular, though lean. hair: Marcus has long, straight, blonde and brown hair that usually fall into his eyes. He has also brown facial hair. eyes: Marcus has piercing green eyes. His eyes are pretty fierce when he is angry or during a battle. height: 1.87 m weight: 80 kgs facial features: Well, he has a huge scar right above his eye. He got it during a battle. It's a pretty scary scar, though Marcus thinks it illustrates his bravery in combat clothing: Marcus usually wears his silver or golden armor. He has a dark complexion which enables him to look great in dark colours. Apart from his armor, Marcus wears black clothes. When he is alone, he remains topless. racial features: n/a anything else: Scar above his eye. Huge scar in his chest. Tattoo on his left hand illustrating a lion. playby: Viggo Mortensen
THE MENTAL likes: Battles Girls(obviously) His duties Discussing battle stories Drinking after battle Giving orders Narnia Singing(though he keeps it secret) Forbidden Romance Killing dislikes: Traitors Enemies Leaving dead or wounded soldiers behind To break up with girls Girls being in danger because of his rank Feeling weak Being unable to help Retreating Cooking Liars strengths: Sword fighting Giving orders Killing Horse riding Loyalty to the death
weaknesses: Love Friends Leaving others behind Enjoys danger Going against his promise
goals: To lead the Army alone To fins true love fears: Death finds him before he finds true love That he'll die of old age and not in battle general personality: His personality is multifaceted. He could be sweet and kind, when he feels like it. but he has a nasty mean streak if you were to be unlucky enough to get on his bad side. Fiercely loyal to his friends. He tries to push himself to the limit with his talents.
When he is with his friends, he is a total goofball. He could be funny without really trying. Marcus is naturally hyperactive. So he tries to keep himself busy. He is very spontaneous. One moment, he could be just walking and talking, the very next moment, he could be fighting and killing enemies. But if someone gets him by doing one of his pet peeves or something really goes wrong, he goes ballistic. So bad, that it is scary.
He has been seen many times, fighting for his rights, and he is usually protecting the weak. Thus, he is not a guy that would sit around and party when there is war. He can be a courageous leader, as he would never stop fighting for the right cause, even for a lost one. He loathes someone who disobeys given orders.
THE HISTORICAL parents: Maximus Thorn Helena Thorn siblings: Ovidius Thorn. age:15 history: Marcus was born on a chilly spring morning of April. He wasn't a planned child, but when his parents found out that they were pregnant with him, they embraced it. He was named after his grandfather. Few weeks later, his parents were allowed to take him home. His parents spoiled him those early years until his brother Ovidius was born. Marcus was always there for Ovidius, as his parents thought that Marcus always deserved more. And always got more.
After a few years, Marcus found himself training for the army. The boy had talent. For that, everybody was sure. He was working out every now and then, practising his sword-fighting skills. Before too long, Marcus found himself facing the enemy in battle at the age of 15. Luckily, he survived having killed many enemies.
Then, at the age of 17 Marcus was elected captain of the guard and high general to the army, taking orders only from the Kings and Queens of Narnia. Marcus tried to make his father proud. He is suspecting that another evil is spreading its wings above Narnia and he will do anything to prevent it from ruling. He hasn't found true love yet, though his good looks have earned him the company of gorgeous women.
THE ROLEPLAYING canon or original character: original. why do you want to play this character: It's my own creation and I think it would be good to get his charcter in order roleplay sample: This froma Hp site, where I was playing Scorpius Malfoy A rather tall teenage boy could currently be found making his way down towards the lake. The tall blonde could not be any older than seventeen, eighteen tops. The sun was shining, though it was september. Just a week and a half into the semester, and a pile of homework waiting for him inside the common room. But that did not seem to bother Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy. He was lost in his own thoughts as he approached the lake, staring out at it's depth as if it held a secret to some important mystery. In all truth, he was just glad to be back at Hogwarts. It was definitely a second home to him now. Although the fact that his parents wanted him to follow the Malfoy tradition did annoy him. Why on earth did he have to get married by the end of this year?
Then again, Scorpius' problems didn't end here. They never ended. He glanced left and right. He sighed. Was he having feelings for a Weasley? Well, Dominque wasn't just your ordinary Weasley. She was totally different. He smiled to himself. All those years they had been fighting. Why? Just because he was a Slytherin and she was a Gryffindor. He was a Malfoy and she was a Weasley. I loathe myself... Scorpius thought and fell to the ground.
Scorpius shuddered at the memory of them fighting. He looked at the Lake. Peace and quiet. That's what he needed. He heard the sound of stray leaves crunching under someone's step, though he didn't pay attention.
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Post by Susan Pevensie on Jan 15, 2009 11:24:38 GMT -8
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