Post by Finn Brady on May 5, 2007 5:04:40 GMT -5
Name: Finn Samuel Brady.
Nickname: Sorry, but I don’t see any way that you can shorten ‘Fin’. Fi? FiFi? No. That makes me sound like a girl. Let’s just stick with Finn.
Blood: Muggleborn, and proud of it, no matter what people say.
Age: Seventeen!
Year: Seventh.
Birthday: My birthday’s the 22nd of May, just like Violetta and Jason.
Sign: Erm… Gemini, I think. That’s what Violet says.
Likes:
Videogames!! On any console, anywhere.
My family. Even though I wouldn’t admit to liking my aunt, uncle and Aeryn to my brother Jason (for fear of being beaten forcefully over the head several times with a rock), I do miss not seeing them.
Moving to France. There’ll be lots of hot girls in France.
Girls. Yeah, I like girls. Being straight, and all. Heh.
Being funny. Hey, I’m a funny guy. Right? Right?!
Having a laugh - hopefully about the above - with friends and siblings. I love hanging with friends and having a good time.
All this new Muggle technology that wizards are introducing. I’ve been around computers and stuff for years, so it’s good to have them in school.
IM’ing. ‘S fun shit, yo. =D
I also like going out with Jace, my brother, but I can never drink or have that much fun because I have to keep an eye on him. I enjoy it, though; most of the time.
Girls that like me for me. Those don’t come along too often.
Like, Chocolate Frog cards. I know. Oh my God.
Dislikes:
Jason getting arrested. The blame is always pinned on me for ‘not watching him’ properly. Excuse my French, but that seriously PISSES me off.
People who call me a nerd or a geek. Sure, I can be a bit lame sometimes, but still… D=
Not seeing my family. That sucks.
Losing to Caitriona on a videogame. -_-; I mean COME ON. She’s my little sister.
Getting dumped. Though I’m kinda getting pretty used to it by now.
Being made fun of.
Schoolwork, because yeah; I’m pretty much a lazy ass. =D But, these days, who isn’t?
Being so tall. I’m not, like, one of the tallest people, everrr, but I do sometimes wish I was a little smaller and less gangly and huge.
Patronus: Wait for it… my Patronus is a giant crane fly. You know. Those things with the tiny body and huge legs. I think they‘re called crane flies. Apparently, that's the animal - or insect, rather - that best suits me. Fekking scary either way, I’d say, but not to Dementors.
Boggart: A giant crane fly. Yeah, I know, ironic, much? Fek off.
Quidditch Team: Appleby Arrows. =D!
Broomstick: The Nimbus 2005. Same as Jack and Jace.
Favourite Food: Fish. It’s supposed to be food fer yer brain, but I don’t see it working anytime soon.
Least Favourite Food: Sprouts. I even hate the word. ‘Sprout’. Ick.
Favourite Drink: Dr. Pepper.
Favourite Class: Charms. By God, I need the power of charm on my side, if not anything else.
Least Favourite Class: Herbology.
Favourite Colour: Maroon or navy blue
Pet Name: N/A
Pet Race: N/A
Pet Description: N/A
Biography:
I was born in Ireland (as were my two brother’s and three sisters) and I lived in our house over there for, what? Eleven years? It was then that my mother and father moved us to England. My parents couldn’t be two more different people. My father is a surgeon. Back in Ireland - I was told this by my parents, of course, as I don’t remember much before the age of six - he was the chief of surgery. My mother is an artist, and was barely managing to make ends meet when she met my father. Neither of them have anything resembling a magical bone in their body, and weren’t expecting anything other than normal triplets - as if those triplets could be classed as normal anyway, with magic aside - when they gave birth to me and my siblings, Violetta and Jason.
The next to be born were Jack and Lauren-Kate, a sent of twins that also turned out to be magical. At that moment, though, my parents still didn’t know that there was magic in the family. When Caitie came next, she grew up into a normal Muggle family. It was when Finn and I turned nine that our mom and dad noticed something different about us. We kept doing strange things. The kind of things that normal Muggle people wouldn’t be able to do. Magical things, such as reaching things that our parents had hid from them on top of tall cabinets or closets or flying short distances from trees and buildings. It was so awesome, but it only happened if we were very angry or excited or scared, or feeling some similar strong emotion. Then we got the letter to Durmstrang in advance, and my parents moved us to England because there was better transport to the school there than there was in Ireland.
I weren’t bothered about moving. My siblings and I always fitted in well wherever we went- at least, Violetta, Jason and Jack did. But Caitie… Caitie threw the biggest fit I’d ever seen. Jason slapped her several times to make her shut up- which I, of course, did not approve of. We all moved anyway, and she got over it pretty quickly, it seemed. Ryn visited loads of times, and Jason and Jack took them out to wild parties loads of nights, whenever the ‘rents weren’t in. But that didn’t last long, because her father - who would be Uncle Thomas - found out about it all when they all got arrested one night.
Yeah. My uncle was not pleased at all. He seriously flew off the handle, and we ended up falling out big time, the whole family. It totally sucks, I guess.
Personality:
Well, I suppose that the first thing you’d notice upon meeting me was my… happiness? I don’t know. I tend to be quite a happy person most of the time. I like brightening up people’s days and having fun- I suppose one of the Brady siblings has to. If I had to pick a word for myself, it would be bubbly. Caitriona’s the worrier, Lauren-Kate’s thedoormat people-pleaser (sorry about the cross out, Jason keeps getting hold of my paper and writing stuff on it), Jack’s the womanizer, Violet’s the slut partier (damn, stop it, Jace, before I break your face! (hey that rhymes)) Jason’s the trouble-maker, and I’m the… bubbly joker. Yay.
I don’t have a very long attention span, however. My thoughts tend to wander from one thing to another within seconds of me seeing it. I remember, when I was little, a favourite gift for me to be given by relatives was socks. You see, they didn’t want to get me anything expensive, because my parents had told them that I’d get bored of it and throw it in the corner in a week. So, every single Christmas or birthday, I expected to get an absolute minimum of ten pairs of fluffy white socks. You could just imagine how happy I was, seeing Violet fly about on her mini-broom from a cousin or Jack magic his special enchanted building blocks into a castle that nearly reached our living room ceiling.
Fun, fun, fun.
But usually, I have a high-tolerance. It’s not easy to get me mad. In fact, here’s a secret: I don’t even LIKE being mad. I’m not like Jason, who’ll go out somewhere and pick a fight just to let off some steam. I just don’t get the appeal, as I don’t tend to, well… build up steam. I’ve never really fought with anyone before, either. I mean, my sibs and I have roughed each other up a little, but no one outside the family would ever mess with Jason or Jack properly. At least, they wouldn’t at our old school. I knew that they’d practically ripped apart several other students when they weren’t pleased, and I couldn’t help wondering how they could do it. Why they would do it.
But I didn’t question it then, and I wouldn’t now. Even being a blood-brother, I don’t like to anger Jason. Even Jack’s strong, and he’s younger than me. Cowardice, I suppose. That’s what Violet always says. I can’t count the times she’s slapped Jason around the face for doing something or other, but it’s okay for her, because she won’t get a punch in the face back.
So I don’t have much of a temper at all. When I was younger I did, but I hurt myself much more than I hurt anyone else if I let my temper go. See, I’m pretty clumsy, and, like most others, I lose all control of my brain when I get mad. And, if nothing else, control of my brain is what I need most, or else I’d just fall straight over. So I learned to control my temper, and I’ve just got used to pushing it down, now, when someone irritates me. Something that none of my siblings - with the obvious exception of Lauren-Kate, and perhaps even Caitie - bothered to learn to do.
{Lame personality, but at least I got it done!! xDDD}
Physical Appearance: Unlike my sister Caitie, I look like my father, and so does Jason. Same pale-ish skin, same nose. The only thing I don’t have is his blonde hair, really- and eyes. My eyes are the dark, dark brown. I have dark hair, dark brown hair, that’s kind of curly. I don’t know. What separates curly from messy?
I’m not the most muscly; more skinny and thin. I kind of look like a tree. If you can imagine- thin with a big, curly head of… leaves. I’m also very pale, and prone to burning in the sun.
Other: If you spot any mistakes with this, please tell me. xDD I haven't written these apps for like a month, so I might have forgotten to take something out or put something in or something like that. xD
Nickname: Sorry, but I don’t see any way that you can shorten ‘Fin’. Fi? FiFi? No. That makes me sound like a girl. Let’s just stick with Finn.
Blood: Muggleborn, and proud of it, no matter what people say.
Age: Seventeen!
Year: Seventh.
Birthday: My birthday’s the 22nd of May, just like Violetta and Jason.
Sign: Erm… Gemini, I think. That’s what Violet says.
Likes:
Videogames!! On any console, anywhere.
My family. Even though I wouldn’t admit to liking my aunt, uncle and Aeryn to my brother Jason (for fear of being beaten forcefully over the head several times with a rock), I do miss not seeing them.
Moving to France. There’ll be lots of hot girls in France.
Girls. Yeah, I like girls. Being straight, and all. Heh.
Being funny. Hey, I’m a funny guy. Right? Right?!
Having a laugh - hopefully about the above - with friends and siblings. I love hanging with friends and having a good time.
All this new Muggle technology that wizards are introducing. I’ve been around computers and stuff for years, so it’s good to have them in school.
IM’ing. ‘S fun shit, yo. =D
I also like going out with Jace, my brother, but I can never drink or have that much fun because I have to keep an eye on him. I enjoy it, though; most of the time.
Girls that like me for me. Those don’t come along too often.
Like, Chocolate Frog cards. I know. Oh my God.
Dislikes:
Jason getting arrested. The blame is always pinned on me for ‘not watching him’ properly. Excuse my French, but that seriously PISSES me off.
People who call me a nerd or a geek. Sure, I can be a bit lame sometimes, but still… D=
Not seeing my family. That sucks.
Losing to Caitriona on a videogame. -_-; I mean COME ON. She’s my little sister.
Getting dumped. Though I’m kinda getting pretty used to it by now.
Being made fun of.
Schoolwork, because yeah; I’m pretty much a lazy ass. =D But, these days, who isn’t?
Being so tall. I’m not, like, one of the tallest people, everrr, but I do sometimes wish I was a little smaller and less gangly and huge.
Patronus: Wait for it… my Patronus is a giant crane fly. You know. Those things with the tiny body and huge legs. I think they‘re called crane flies. Apparently, that's the animal - or insect, rather - that best suits me. Fekking scary either way, I’d say, but not to Dementors.
Boggart: A giant crane fly. Yeah, I know, ironic, much? Fek off.
Quidditch Team: Appleby Arrows. =D!
Broomstick: The Nimbus 2005. Same as Jack and Jace.
Favourite Food: Fish. It’s supposed to be food fer yer brain, but I don’t see it working anytime soon.
Least Favourite Food: Sprouts. I even hate the word. ‘Sprout’. Ick.
Favourite Drink: Dr. Pepper.
Favourite Class: Charms. By God, I need the power of charm on my side, if not anything else.
Least Favourite Class: Herbology.
Favourite Colour: Maroon or navy blue
Pet Name: N/A
Pet Race: N/A
Pet Description: N/A
Biography:
I was born in Ireland (as were my two brother’s and three sisters) and I lived in our house over there for, what? Eleven years? It was then that my mother and father moved us to England. My parents couldn’t be two more different people. My father is a surgeon. Back in Ireland - I was told this by my parents, of course, as I don’t remember much before the age of six - he was the chief of surgery. My mother is an artist, and was barely managing to make ends meet when she met my father. Neither of them have anything resembling a magical bone in their body, and weren’t expecting anything other than normal triplets - as if those triplets could be classed as normal anyway, with magic aside - when they gave birth to me and my siblings, Violetta and Jason.
The next to be born were Jack and Lauren-Kate, a sent of twins that also turned out to be magical. At that moment, though, my parents still didn’t know that there was magic in the family. When Caitie came next, she grew up into a normal Muggle family. It was when Finn and I turned nine that our mom and dad noticed something different about us. We kept doing strange things. The kind of things that normal Muggle people wouldn’t be able to do. Magical things, such as reaching things that our parents had hid from them on top of tall cabinets or closets or flying short distances from trees and buildings. It was so awesome, but it only happened if we were very angry or excited or scared, or feeling some similar strong emotion. Then we got the letter to Durmstrang in advance, and my parents moved us to England because there was better transport to the school there than there was in Ireland.
I weren’t bothered about moving. My siblings and I always fitted in well wherever we went- at least, Violetta, Jason and Jack did. But Caitie… Caitie threw the biggest fit I’d ever seen. Jason slapped her several times to make her shut up- which I, of course, did not approve of. We all moved anyway, and she got over it pretty quickly, it seemed. Ryn visited loads of times, and Jason and Jack took them out to wild parties loads of nights, whenever the ‘rents weren’t in. But that didn’t last long, because her father - who would be Uncle Thomas - found out about it all when they all got arrested one night.
Yeah. My uncle was not pleased at all. He seriously flew off the handle, and we ended up falling out big time, the whole family. It totally sucks, I guess.
Personality:
Well, I suppose that the first thing you’d notice upon meeting me was my… happiness? I don’t know. I tend to be quite a happy person most of the time. I like brightening up people’s days and having fun- I suppose one of the Brady siblings has to. If I had to pick a word for myself, it would be bubbly. Caitriona’s the worrier, Lauren-Kate’s the
I don’t have a very long attention span, however. My thoughts tend to wander from one thing to another within seconds of me seeing it. I remember, when I was little, a favourite gift for me to be given by relatives was socks. You see, they didn’t want to get me anything expensive, because my parents had told them that I’d get bored of it and throw it in the corner in a week. So, every single Christmas or birthday, I expected to get an absolute minimum of ten pairs of fluffy white socks. You could just imagine how happy I was, seeing Violet fly about on her mini-broom from a cousin or Jack magic his special enchanted building blocks into a castle that nearly reached our living room ceiling.
Fun, fun, fun.
But usually, I have a high-tolerance. It’s not easy to get me mad. In fact, here’s a secret: I don’t even LIKE being mad. I’m not like Jason, who’ll go out somewhere and pick a fight just to let off some steam. I just don’t get the appeal, as I don’t tend to, well… build up steam. I’ve never really fought with anyone before, either. I mean, my sibs and I have roughed each other up a little, but no one outside the family would ever mess with Jason or Jack properly. At least, they wouldn’t at our old school. I knew that they’d practically ripped apart several other students when they weren’t pleased, and I couldn’t help wondering how they could do it. Why they would do it.
But I didn’t question it then, and I wouldn’t now. Even being a blood-brother, I don’t like to anger Jason. Even Jack’s strong, and he’s younger than me. Cowardice, I suppose. That’s what Violet always says. I can’t count the times she’s slapped Jason around the face for doing something or other, but it’s okay for her, because she won’t get a punch in the face back.
So I don’t have much of a temper at all. When I was younger I did, but I hurt myself much more than I hurt anyone else if I let my temper go. See, I’m pretty clumsy, and, like most others, I lose all control of my brain when I get mad. And, if nothing else, control of my brain is what I need most, or else I’d just fall straight over. So I learned to control my temper, and I’ve just got used to pushing it down, now, when someone irritates me. Something that none of my siblings - with the obvious exception of Lauren-Kate, and perhaps even Caitie - bothered to learn to do.
{Lame personality, but at least I got it done!! xDDD}
Physical Appearance: Unlike my sister Caitie, I look like my father, and so does Jason. Same pale-ish skin, same nose. The only thing I don’t have is his blonde hair, really- and eyes. My eyes are the dark, dark brown. I have dark hair, dark brown hair, that’s kind of curly. I don’t know. What separates curly from messy?
I’m not the most muscly; more skinny and thin. I kind of look like a tree. If you can imagine- thin with a big, curly head of… leaves. I’m also very pale, and prone to burning in the sun.
Other: If you spot any mistakes with this, please tell me. xDD I haven't written these apps for like a month, so I might have forgotten to take something out or put something in or something like that. xD
