Post by lee isaac jordan on Dec 10, 2012 17:03:15 GMT -6
LEE JORDAN
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i enjoyed the meetings too - it was like having friends
PERSONAL BUBBLE - BACK TO BASICS
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PERSONAL BUBBLE - BACK TO BASICS
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FULL NAME Lee Jordan
NICKNAMES Yeah, go bug Fred. What can I say? Some people get graced with inventive and mature friends. Some don't. 'Jordan!' usually means he's about to be handed a detention. Slytherins have a few of their own choice names, but they're just asking to get messed up.
GENDER Male
AGE & DOB Seventeen (legal in all but personality) - March 27, 1978
YEAR Seventh
BLOOD TYPE Muggleborn. Got a problem with it? Good, that's your problem.
HOUSE The best, duh. Gryffindor!
AFFILIATION Dumbledore's Army
ORIENTATION Heterosexual
WAND 11', dragon heartstring, ebony, sturdy
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it's what's on the inside that counts
THE THINGS YOU CAN'T SEE
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it's what's on the inside that counts
THE THINGS YOU CAN'T SEE
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LIKES
- amusing people (like the ones who don't get all uppidy when you play pranks on them), his best friends (they're a special brand of amusing people), muggle radio (the wizarding one just isn't half as entertaining), messing with people (especially when it pisses them off), quidditch (whicheveyronehastolikebecausenoothersportsexist), coffee (okay, anything 50 parts sugar, 50 caffeine), and yanno, all the other good stuff
DISLIKES
- slytherins, prefects (the both of them, really get in the way of good things), most girls (not his fault, not his fault they were completely crazy), having nothing to do, being expected to be quiet (all very self explanatory here)
STRENGTHS
- talking his way out of problems (or into them, either or)
- coming up with ideas quickly (they're not necessarily the best idea, but they work)
- seriously observant to the little things people miss
WEAKNESSES
- knowing when to shut the hell up (yeah, he doesn't)
- not taking things seriously (has it's problem moments)
- using magic practically (because its not all that practical at all)
DESIRES
- finish school
- host a radio show on the WWN
- do something.. important
FEARS
- silence (its bloody unnerving)
- apparation (its more unnerving)
DEMENTOR worst memory
PATRONUS Kinda shaky on the corporeal one, but Peacock; first day at Hogwarts
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Lee's loud, funny, mischievous; you're generally forced to either love him or hate him, depending on how you feel about the constant cheeky comebacks, crude opinions, and energy that knows no bounds. He can be pretty obnoxious at times, most of the time, all the time, (fine), usually, too blunt for his own good- and hardly thoughtful about what he spouts out of his mouth.( Self-censoring just requires too much energy.) He knows exactly who he is and has very concrete firm beliefs, and he's headstrong about them (take it or leave it). As far as what other people think, there isn't all that much that really get's to Lee. He's a brush it off, laugh it off, kind of guy. (He's not over-confident, he's just under-caring.) He really doesn't have much desire to be in the spotlight at any given time, as long as he get's a little recognition every once in a while and always has something to do (preferably fast and fun because if not staying on task was one of the seven deadly sins, well, he'd be screwed.) He's definitely not the most magically apt wizard, but he'd give himself some creative points.
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no one asked your opinion, you filthy little mudblood!
I KNEW GINNY WAS LYING ABOUT THAT TATTOO!
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no one asked your opinion, you filthy little mudblood!
I KNEW GINNY WAS LYING ABOUT THAT TATTOO!
OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE OUTSIDE
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HAIR Black, dreadlocks
EYES Dark brown
BUILD Pretty average, maybe a little on the small side; depends on who he's standing next to.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Yeeaah, black kid with deadlocks who wouldn't be caught dead in normal wizarding attire and runs around with red-haired bookends. Real hard to point out. He's definitely most known for the hair though.
ATTIRE Mostly casual stuff; jeans, tee shirts, whatever. Lee's not one for anything fancy or expensive, but does believe in a hell of a lot of self-expression, so if he's gonna dress it up, there'll be something a little out there.
PLAY-BY NAME moses stone
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blimey, and i thought you seemed alright!
MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN
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blimey, and i thought you seemed alright!
MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN
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MOTHER Lydia Martin
FATHER Thomas Jordan
SIBLINGS (half sister) Mia Jordan
PETS
BIRTHPLACE Burnley, Lancashire
CURRENTLY LIVING Nelson, Lancashire
HISTORY Alright, alright, here goes nothin'. March 27th, about three oo' clock in the afternoon (because you care, you seriously care), Lee become the first born Jordan child. And lord knows he hasn't let the world forget about it. From the day he could talk, one hasn't gone by where he wasn't told to shut up. His childhood? Relatively normal. His parents got divorced. They moved. He went to school. He got pulled out on a regular basis for being a disruption to the peace (What elementary school has peace anyway?). He found out he was ADHD (Because yeah, that explained all the weird stuff that happened to him). He accidentally used telekinesis to hit someone in the face with a basketball ("WHOA- I mean..haha..I mean...oops" Hetotallydeservedit). He got a little sister (He was a wonderful influence you can be assured). Found out he was a wizard (That actually does explain everything). And bingo. Time for the good stuff.
Well Lee's first year at Hogwarts generally consisted of a hell of a lot of being wowed and excited by.. just about anything and everything he came in contact with. As much as he had some knowledge on witches and wizards (you learned a lot getting lost in Diagon Alley because you just had to run off in search of the glowing thing) he hadn't been prepared at all for moving staircases and talking portraits and ghosts. He got sorted into Gryffindor, instantaneously if he may add (okay, after a long discussion with the sorting hat about how it was talking in its head), and became best fast friends with his dorm mates.
You don't need me to go on about the things Fred, George, and Lee did. You can ask anyone in the school. They're proud to say three fifths of the student body has purchased their pranks and the other two fifths have had them used on them. They've created a number of spectacles, found secret passage ways they bet even the teachers didn't know about that, and speaking of professors- had detention with each one of them at least once in a year (although Snape seemed particularly testy the year the twins younger brother and his friends came and tripled their usual trouble level).
Of course, its possible you still may have gone their year without hearing Lee Jordan's name, so the next year he took -well, acquired..lets not go into details- the position of Quidditch commentator. He'd have done it before but instead he'd actually tried to play and well, that hadn't gone over well... and this seemed more fun anyway. Lord knows the person before him was droning and moronic. He made himself a whole new set of enemies named the Slytherin Quiddich team and very cheerfully proceeded to bash their lack of intelligent and poor athletic skills every chance he got.
The Tri-Wizard tournament was dreadfully timed. It just had to mess up the Quiddich season and, to make matters worth, leave him and the twins right on the wrong side of the cut off to put their names in the goblet. They tried anyway, of course, but it ended with a nasty case of them ending up in the hospital wing with beards so, so much for that. At least Harry got to break the rule. They supported him full force, and in the end it all ended up working out because he ended up giving the twins money to open the shop they'd only been talking about forever (and would continue talking about, just with a more positive outlook)
Last year. Glory year. And what does the Ministry do? Hire a Toad to ruin it. And they'd be damned if they let that happen. So yeah, back to the present, let the games begin!
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i am a wizard, not a baboon brandishing a stick!
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AGE sixteeen
YEARS RPING two, i think
HOW YOU FOUND US i helped make it!
RP SAMPLE
Generally magic was supposed to make their lives easier, but besides kind of being the whole reason they were captured in the first place (okay so it was a little more complicated than that but we're in a hurry), thinking of what to do with his newly acquired wand was a lot harder than Lee would have liked it to be at the moment. With or without wands, they weren't going to be knocking anyone out any windows (that might have also had something to do with the lack of windows). As much as focusing on anything but the previously mentioned tasks pprobably wasn't a good idea, Lee diverted his attention when Fred's wand hit the ground, knowing he wasn't going to have just dropped it for no good reason. "What happened? Are you alright?" Well, the last three minutes had probably taught him more than the entire year of DADA so far, on the plus side. Curses were bloody ridiculous.
He hadn't been completely serious about the the explosion plan (but he hadn't been completely joking either). He was pretty sure it was doable but when Fred actually short some kind of a blasting something behind them, he couldn't help but stare. No no focus. Stairs. That was nice. In the not-nicest way possible. By the time they'd made it up the room had spun a 470 and the ground was well welcomed. "Are they- did we just- oh my god." Not that they didn't deserve it but.. but this was becoming more and more like a dream that he'd really appreciate being able to wake up from. He'd made the mistake of looking down at the mess on his shirt. Bloody hell, that looked bad. The only reason he was trying to keep calm about it was for Fred. He seemed to know, something, which was good. Lee could only toss in small nods of agreement/encouragement/whatever he was supposed to be supporting because he had no clue what they were dealing with.
Fred casted what he could only assume was the counter spell to what he'd been hit with. He took a sharp breath and bit his lip, again trying to be as still and emotionless as he could to make it easier for Fred. The wounds stopped bleeding so heavily and he leaned back against the wall. "Lemme get back to you on that..." He took a few deep breaths. "Two miles, remember?" He tried to think how to answer the next question. "Back when Dumb, Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest-" No, that was the whole time. "Before we started running." he admitted after a moment, hoping Fred wasn't going to get too upset. As an after thought he added, "I'm done having ideas." Clearly they were only alive right now because of their ability to not do what they were supposed to. They'd have to tell someone about that, when they got out of there. He glanced past them and around the.. upper level of... the place they'd just been (profound observations right there). He offered a worn out grin. "Creepy hallway verses amazing Gryffindors. Creepy hallway: Zero. Amazing Gryffindors: One."
He hadn't been completely serious about the the explosion plan (but he hadn't been completely joking either). He was pretty sure it was doable but when Fred actually short some kind of a blasting something behind them, he couldn't help but stare. No no focus. Stairs. That was nice. In the not-nicest way possible. By the time they'd made it up the room had spun a 470 and the ground was well welcomed. "Are they- did we just- oh my god." Not that they didn't deserve it but.. but this was becoming more and more like a dream that he'd really appreciate being able to wake up from. He'd made the mistake of looking down at the mess on his shirt. Bloody hell, that looked bad. The only reason he was trying to keep calm about it was for Fred. He seemed to know, something, which was good. Lee could only toss in small nods of agreement/encouragement/whatever he was supposed to be supporting because he had no clue what they were dealing with.
Fred casted what he could only assume was the counter spell to what he'd been hit with. He took a sharp breath and bit his lip, again trying to be as still and emotionless as he could to make it easier for Fred. The wounds stopped bleeding so heavily and he leaned back against the wall. "Lemme get back to you on that..." He took a few deep breaths. "Two miles, remember?" He tried to think how to answer the next question. "Back when Dumb, Dumb, Dumber, and Dumbest-" No, that was the whole time. "Before we started running." he admitted after a moment, hoping Fred wasn't going to get too upset. As an after thought he added, "I'm done having ideas." Clearly they were only alive right now because of their ability to not do what they were supposed to. They'd have to tell someone about that, when they got out of there. He glanced past them and around the.. upper level of... the place they'd just been (profound observations right there). He offered a worn out grin. "Creepy hallway verses amazing Gryffindors. Creepy hallway: Zero. Amazing Gryffindors: One."
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see how they run, like pigs from a gun
SEE HOW THEY FLY, I'M CRYING
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