LONGBOTTOM, frank roland

[frank]

• FRANK ROLAND LONGBOTTOM •
you're gonna grin and bear it, your new found popularity.

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I KNOW THAT I'M ALIVE
the basics
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full name, frank roland longbottom.
1990's or 1970's? seventies.
nicknames, frankie, to an extent. whatever you can think up.
age, seventeen.
birthday, september the second.
year, seventh.
house, gryffindor.
blood status, pureblood.
wand, eleven and a half inches, unicorn hair, pine.
broom, comet 100.

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WHEN YOU CALL ON ME
the appearance
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hair color, sandy blonde.
eye color, bright blue.
height, six foot.
weight, 175.
general appearance frank is pretty damn toned for a boy of his age. he likes to make sure that he's in shape and can look after himself. his beach coloured hair and piercing, ice-blue eyes make him stand out from the crowd and that is also helped and complimented by his tan complexion. obviously, most of the time he's hidden underneath school uniform (sorry ladies) and that uniform being fringed with red doesn't really suit him, but he's had to put up with it for seven years already he doesnt really mind. he's not too bothered about fashion, as long as he looks decent. so you'll often see him in a plain tee and jeans.

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WHEN YOU REACH FOR ME
the personality
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likes, good jokes, sarcasm, doing well in something, simple conversations, heart to hearts, helping, animals, care of magical creatures, flying, being outside, nature, plants, keeping fit, eating healthily, seeing people get alone.
dislikes, people calling him frankie too much, bad pranks, people getting hurt, not being able to do something, bigheads, snobs, getting annoyed by something, his temper, not having anything to do, dancing, not knowing what to say, people who are too involved in fashion and can't let their hair down.
strengths, care of magical creatures, understanding, listening, physical strength, physical fitness, flying.
weaknesses, hot tempered, meeting new people, transfiguration, lying, keeps his feelings bottled up, crushing.
worst fear, hurting someone he loves because he can't learn to control his temper. honestly, that would murder him inside if that happened because he knows that would make him like his father.
boggart, his dad hitting his mum and then walking out when he was seven. he wished he was younger so he didnt really remember his dad but it's difficult for a seven year old to know where their fathers gone and why he won't come back. he understands now and it still pains him to know that his temper is like his dads.
amortenia, his mothers purfume, it gives him a sense of home. the smell outside straight after rain because of it's freshness and broom polish, don't ask why.
sexuality, straight.
overall personality, frank is very much the 'gentle giant' when you get past his ripped appearance. he believes in treating others how you want to be treated in return and after ten years of helping his mother, he damn well knows how to listen to other peoples problems and sort them. if you have something to get off your chest, frank is probably the best person to go to whether you need advise on the subject or not. he'll be there if you just want someone to listen, to help you out, or even just as a shoulder to cry on. 'a friend in need' and all that. he's a very soothing and calming influence to others and he's very good at summing up everything that has happened and putting it to rest or concentrating on what is needed.
on the other hand, frank is completely the opposite with himself. he can be extremely hot headed and he hates himself for it. because of his dad leaving him and his mother and because of growing up around bad tempers, frank also gained one. he can take so much, but when someone goes too far he can absolutely flip and lets face it, you dont want to be in the way of those muscles. think hulk, but no random green stuff going on. he hates the idea that he doesn't think he can control himself, thing is, he actually does more than most others, he's just really scared of being like his father. even after ten years he's struggling to cope with the loss and franks got quite an inquisitive mind and part of him wants to find his dad.

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WHEN YOU BLESS THE DAY
the history
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mother & family, camilla lucy longbottom.
father &family, robert frank longbottom.
siblings, na.
overall history, frank roland longbottom. only son of robert and camilla. they made such a lovely family in all the photos that frank looked at as a child. however, looked is probably a better verb. beneath the glittering smiles is a terror for frank's life. even before frank was born robert had trouble with his anger and his camilla but he vowed that he wouldn't let it happen again and he loved her and doesn't want to hurt her or the unborn child. camilla, being the trusting sort, believed and stayed by his side. she was an extremely loyal being and always believed in second chances and freeing from the past. when frank was born, he seemed to bring a new lease of happiness into the family lifestyle. robert seemed to cope with his anger, or, not be angry at all and camilla didn't have a care in the world, just the thoughts of their new child.

for a few years, all was well. then frank started at school and with his dad working night shifts at the ministry he had to get up in absolutely silence. occasionally his father would wake up and be extremely unimpressed with frank but camilla was always there to save the day with 'you are a light sleeper, dear' and 'he didn't mean it, darling' so robert was able to calm down and go back to sleep. camilla was unemployed and looked after the house and frank when he wasn't at school. the longbottom household was overall, very traditional and in some cases strict. robert liked to believe he was boss of the house and would sit at the head of the table and insist on knowing what was going on in eveyones life, all the time. this can be good, to some extent but after a while, it can be very tiring. camilla was a very strong woman and able to cope due to being used to robert's ways. but frank was only a young child and young children don't think about other people in such a way.

frank was always quite a mischievous, cheeky child. camilla was forever having to go into his primary school and talk to teachers about hyperactive his behaviour was and how it was disrupting everyone elses learning. however, the teachers, for some unknown reason, were charmed by his little grin and his glinting eyes. camilla kept the visits to school a secret between frank and herself but one day, they rang just before robert went to work. his face dropped as he held the ear to his phone and thanked the secretary politely before slamming the handset down and turning on frank. at this point frank was seven. robert yelled on and on for what seemed like an hour. he became late for work because he couldnt calm himself down. even camilla gave up trying and instead, placed herself as the target instead of her son. frank can remember her saying 'i knew about it, it's not his fault' from his bedroom and a new wave of fury spread across the house.

that one day, everything came out. how robert was unsatisfied with their marriage. how she wasn't paying her way in the family. how frank was a little piece of shit in his eyes. camilla wasn't going to stand there and take it though, she had guts. she shouted back, though in a lot more controlled manner. frank decided that he couldn't take it anymore and he ran downstairs to scream at both of his parents to stop but at he reached the doorframe to the dining room where they stood robert punched camilla square in the face, she collapsed in pain, dripping with blood. frank stood there, appaled. then something clicked in franks mind, that was his mum and this bitch was hurting her. despite being so young he ran at his father with all the might he could must (which at seven isnt a lot) and hit and kicked every part of him he could. of course, robert didnt feel a thing and pushed him away with a considerable about of force next to camilla. robert grabbed his coat and spat in camilla's face before leaving, for good.

camilla was distraught. she'd be left by the man she loved with a child and without a job. however, as soon as robert left frank turned to his mum and mended her broken nose, proving that he too, was a wizard. this has always been a slight happiness to the awful day and frank always sees 'light at the end of the tunnel' in whatever situation. camilla found herself a small job to keep the two of them afloat, it was decent money because she was such a hard worker and didn't want second best for her son. then as per usual, at eleven, he received his hogwarts letter. camilla was obviously so pleased, they'd come through a lot together and this marked the end of it accroding to her. things could only get better.

frank was placed into gryffindor however, he never knew why until his sixth year when he realised it took a lot of bravery for a seven year old to stand up to a grown man and thats all frank can think of as reasoning. however, die to having quite a difficult upbringing frank's personality suffered. he was a lot more withdrawn, modest, calm. hence the frank you see to this day. problem is, when frank get's angry, he gets angry. so beware. he could be like his father.

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I GET WINGS TO FLY
the player
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name/alias, sexy tia ;]
gender, female.
age, sixteen.
other characters, nuh-uh.
experience, one year.
how you found us, cruisin' through the ads.
roleplay sample. wet. one word to describe the weather in forks on the fourth of february two thousand and six. it was absolutely slinging it down to be perfectly honest. the droplets being the size of small stationary erasers soaked anyone coming into contact as soon as they stepped into the wild outside. it was one of those days that a lot of girls hated because "their hair will get wet" . it was true. their curls would drop or their perfectly straightened hair would become frizzy. not so great to the other people who had to listen to the whining all day. but whatever, it was another day at forks high school.

fleur woke quite normally that morning. her eyelids slid open over her deep gray, almost brown eyes. she grumbled groggily and sat up slowly. "great ... school." she muttered to herself and swung her bare feet out of her bed and push herself up. still half asleep, she threw herself into the shower. she always needed a shower in a morning to wake her up. there was frankly no other way. what? she was a teenagers. everyone knows teenagers need a lot of sleep right? and getting up for school wasnt the greatest way to get it. todays shower was particulally cold. the heater had been cut off. being at the edge of town the erins residence was getting its energy cut off all the time, so really it wasnt anything new to fleur and she thought nothing of it.

grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her she moved back into her bedroom and walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out some clothes randomly. after drying off and pulling some underwear on she slid the abercrombie and fitch, sunny yellow polo shirt over her wet hair and slid into some faded blue skinny jeans. checking herself briefly in the full-length mirror she shrugged and moved over to her dressing table and picked up her hair dryer. flicking the switch expectantly and pointing it at her head she heard no noise and no warm air blowing on her scalp. "urgh." the electricity had been cut off all together ... great, just great. rolling her eyes, fleur decided that it didnt matter anyway, because it would simply get wet again. so, giving up, she pulled some socks on and skipped down the stairs without applying any make-up.

moving on into the kitchen she saw her mother already eating some cereal. "hola madre." fleur greeted brightly and kiss her mother on the cheek. "hola querido" she returned and went back to her cereal and reading a large paper in front of her. following her lead, fleur grabbed a bowl and spoon then strolled to the table and poured some frosties and milk and began to munch. the paper wasn't exactly exciting. but fleur wasn't interested in the happenings of the world. it wasn't her thing.

finally finishing she picked up her dirty pots and placed them gently into the sink. "hasta luego!" she called to her mother back in the kitchen as she grabbed a leather bomber jacket with a hood and pulled it around herself and fitted some high-ankled trainers, slung her bag over her shoulder and left the house, shutting the door behind her.

the cold hit her at once. a shiver ran down her spine and she pulled her hood up over her deep brown hair and slid her hand into the shallow pockects of her coat. it helped a little. but it was still pretty chilly. she had a long walk to school aswell. but she took it at a pretty quick power-walk.

the wind whooshed around her ears as she arrived in the school's carpark. it was picking up rough. she was sure she hadn't heard it on the weather. not that fleur was really listening last night when it was on. she was texting jacob. and that pretty much took up her mind. fleur jogged across the carpark and into the main entrance. not acknowledging the office staff she wandered straight through to the locker hallway and opened her locker with her usual code.

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I CAN TOUCH THE SKY
the player
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[``♠MARIA]

Welcome!

So I love your application. I just wanted to say that all posts need to be properly capitalized. If you just promise to do that, then you're accepted!

[frank]

Promise! See, I'm doing it already! ;]