ALVIN, simon

[Simon Alvin]

SIMON PATRICK ALVIN ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
• the basics • the basics • the basics •
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( FULL NAME ) : Simon Patrick Alvin. Pretty much the name his parents gave him. The Alvins are an Irish Pureblood family, and Patrick is merely a name given to him because his grandfather to the umpteenth degree was named Patrick.
( NICKNAMES ) : Si. Merely a short from Simon.
( SEX ) : Male
( BLOOD TYPE ) : Pureblood
( AGE ) : Twenty, 5th of December
( YEAR ) : N/A
( HOUSE ) : Simon was a Slytherin
( AFFILIATION ) : Pretty much neutral. The only allegiance he has is to his pack, and his family.
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual
( WAND ) : 12" pine, werewolf hair and imp vocal chord. Pine apparently is a wood wolves and other canines enjoy chewing on. The werewolf hair in the core is one of his own.

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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
• the personality • the personality • the personality •
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( LIKES ) :
the full moon, his "family", chocolate, running, the forest, his pack, the world, being free, being away from home, traveling, cooking, combat sports, rugby, muggle clothing, music, bass guitar, books, raw meat, hunting, his hair, his friends
( DISLIKES ) :
the full moon, wolfsbane potion, balloons, most other packs, other alpha males, people who act like they're better than he is, calm, his parents, house elves, overcooked meat, being judged on his appearance, people who think werewolves should be shot, being disturbed, the change, Japanese food, most Muggle horror movies, anything remotely resembling maths, numbers, discalculia
( STRENGTHS ) :
assertive, calm, headstrong, quick learner, his pack, self-assured, supportive, heals fast, keen senses, strong
( WEAKNESSES ) :
headstrong, aggressive at times, his pack, his family, chocolate, the full moon, silver, temper, distant at times, chasing small game, numbers, anything remotely resembling maths, overprotective
( AMORTENTIA ) : leather, chocolate, autumn, wolves, honeysuckle
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : the full moon, or his pack/family harmed. The full moon for obvious reasons, though he doesn't fear changing at all, not any more. His family or pack harmed is an obvious one as well. As an alpha, he is protective over both. He would get rid of the Boggart by...
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : Simon's worst memory most likely is from when he was attacked. However, he banishes this thought by thinking of how happy he is now, with what he is. His Patronus does take a shape, and looks a great deal like he does during the full moon.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : Even he wouldn't be able to tell you what his deepest desire is. At this moment he is happy with his life.
( PET PEEVES ) : vampires, disloyalty, random vandalism (a tautology, I know), being called "patty"
( KEYWORDS ) : loyal Maybe an inbred trait for werewolves, in whatever way one might take this. Not only are they loyal to their pack, but most of them are also very loyal to their friends, and will come to their help when required. Simon is no different in this, maybe even slightly more, as he is the alpha of the pack at Hogwart.

responsible Sure enough, he is only twenty years old, and (often) has his moments of randomness, but once again this is something that can be led back to his other nature. As pack Alpha one has responsibility for the wellfare of his pack, and Simon tries to take this as serious as possible, though often enough (as expected with teenagers) they do things that are stupid enough to qualify as life endangering.

headstrong

temper

self-assured

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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
• the appearance • the appearance • the appearance •
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( HAIR ) : Long, red hair, which is nearly straight. Usually he just wears it loose, though when out in the Forest, doing his duties as a grounds keeper, he often has it tied back with an elastic band, either in part, or entirely. In fact, it is one of the things about his looks he is most proud of, his hair. For a long time, he shaved it short every few weeks, but he stopped this somewhere in his fifth year, and hardly has a haircut since then (excepting the occasional trimming).
( EYES ) : Green eyes, a true Irish boy in looks. With red hair, and pale skin, could you have expected anything else? He's got quite long eyelashes, but it doesn't make him seem girly, in the least.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : Quite honestly Simon has quite a large nose, but nothing special there, as it seems to run in the family. Other distinguishing facial features are plump lips. The rest isn't much interesting to say about, except that, like the rest, his face is quite thin as well.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Standing at 6'4 and weight approximately 170lbs, the first thing that can be said about Simon's build, is that he's slender. However, looks can be quite deceiving. He might be slender, but muscle is there, most definitely, and has become slightly more pronounced since he has taken the job as grounds keeper and game keeper. The muscle that was alread there did not get there because, like some, he would train in a gym, or lift weight, but more because of a more outdoorsy kind of life, because of his second nature. If you're bound to wake up somewhere in the middle of a forest, you get used to regular excersize like that. And of course, having some friendly games of rugby during the holidays, and having played keeper for Quidditch don't hurt either.
( DISTINGUISHING FEATURES ) : His vivid red hair is most definitely something that makes Simon stand out of a crowd, as does his length (and the length of his hair). However, not all distinguishing marks are all too clear to everyone. For example, the scars on his lower body, his legs and back. These were caused by being clawed and bitten by the werewolf who changed him. They have faded a great deal, and now they're mostly just silvery lines running across his lower back and legs. And again, more scars. Some random burn marks from silver, from when he was younger, a great deal of them on his hands, some causing his fingerprints to have become faded.
( ATTIRE ) : Usually, Simon just wears comfortable Muggle clothing, a pair of jeans, or other comfortable pants, and a plain t-shirt. Never really one for too fancy clothes, and nowadays more and more practical clothes. During his days as a student at Hogwarts, he was of course required to wear the school robes, and the uniform, but as soon as he got the chance to stop wearing those robes, he stopped. Robes, in his opinion are for older people, and young wizards and witches best learn to behave around Muggles when dressing like them ( not to mention Muggle clothing is more fashionable )
( SUMMARY ) : In a couple of words, tall, red, and Irish through and through. Pale skin, red hair and green eyes, Simon is a rare sight, apparently. He doesn't look anythign too special in his opinion, but he's not too ugly.
( PLAY-BY ) : Bartek Borowiec

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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
• the werewolf appearance • the werewolf appearance • the werewolf appearance •

( HAIR ) : During the full moon his hair is still the same vivid red as normally, and still slightly shaggy, because furlength is for some part determined by the length of one's hair. On the stomachregion it is darker though. However, red gives little camouflage, the small period in autumn being the exception, when all the leaves are red, yellow or orange. In winter he is somewhat more conspicious, red does not match white.
( EYES ) : Again, same as in human form. Though, during the full moon there is something more feral to his eyes, maybe a hint of oxidated bronze.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Over 8'4" and over 400 lbs, a full grown werewolf is not something one wants to be face to face with, a mountain of muscle really, like all werewolves during the full moon. Simon might look like a slender man when in human shape, but this all changes during the full moon. One does not stay alpha by keeping peaceful, often enough, these battles are decided by actual fighting, instead of diplomacy, so his muscle might be part of why he is an alpha.
( DISTINGUISHING FEATURES ) : His red fur, and oxidated bronze eyes. Other than that, compared to other males in his pack, he is large, but there have been times he has seen even larger males.

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"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
• the history • the history • the history •
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( PARENTS ) : Christopher Alvin, 56, works at the Irish Department of Magic
Susan Alvin, 54, housewife
( SIBLINGS ) : Robin, 26, m, works as a Healer
Emma, 16, f, Ravenclaw
( OTHERS ) : Sean Alvin, brother to his father, 60, unmarried
William MacKenzie, 56, Godfather
Hannah Mackenzie, 55, Godmother
( HISTORY ) : Simon Alvin was born to Pureblood parents in Ireland on the fifth of December. It had been snowing all night and all the road were icy, but in the house it was warm enough. It had been a homebirth, like that of his brother, because his mother preferred being there to being in a hospital, no matter how reputable it was. t did not take long before Christopher and Susan Alvin held, once again, a baby boy in their arms. They already had a four year old called Robin. At the time they were delighted, another healthy boy, but things changed when he was two. His parent s were getting busier and busier, his father in a high ranked position at the Irish Department of Magic and his mother always talking to friends, at tea parties or in some high street or other. He and his brother were left to be taken care of by House Elves.

When he was four this went wrong, Simon had seen a way to escape his nanny and was bitten by a werewolf, leaving him infected by the venom. It was then his parents started noticing him and his brother again. Simon was in St. Mungo’s for nearly a month.

Two years later his mother was pregnant again and this time she would give birth to a girl, Emma. Both her brothers took an immediate liking to her and even though they were busy doing their own boyish things they would some times let her play with them. Life went on like ordinary. Every month Simon would go through the change and when he turned eleven he was accepted into Hogwarts. He was thrilled to go, his brother had told him so many things, about how Hogwarts was, the classes and his House, Gryffindor. When Simon went, he could hardly believe the grandeur, and he marvelled, like many first years, at the enchanted ceiling in the Great Hall. Nervous he took place on a stool, a hat placed over his head, which, after a short talk to him declared he should be in Slytherin. Was this because of his affliction? Perhaps, or perhaps the Hat saw ambition in him that vanished over the years, but Simon did not mind. He was at Hogwarts and if the stories his brother had told him were true, a marvellous time was ahead of him.

The stories were true. The boy enjoyed every minute of it and, even though he did not always get along with everyone, he was content and had plenty of friends to his liking. After eight years at Hogwarts, he finally graduated and, to stay close to his pack, he became grounds keeper.

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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : Anique
( AGE ) : twenty
( EXPERIENCE ) : Some three and a half years.
( CONTACT INFO ) : MSN, PM, phone (for some), facebook... I could go on and on.
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : I built this site. How awesome am I?
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) :

Simon smiled at her, trying to make her feel a little more comfortable. He could partly understand her defying look, though he hadn't meant anything bad by his sizing her up. It was kind of frowned upon in most societies to stare at people and there was indeed a chance it might come across as intimidating. He just sometimes forgot that, as he was usually most like Sin when someone was staring at them, just showing people you aren't afraid of them, no matter what. He grinned at her wink, nodding then. He wouldn't dare thinking height, no matter small or big, as a flaw, it was just who you were. All of it just came down to genes, most of it anyway, and nobody could help what their parents had passed on to them, be it good or bad. "I wouldn't dare. I mean, you already showed you aren't afraid of defending yourself," he said, returning the wink. He then smiled, glad there wasn't any prejudice. "Yeah. What's three nights a month of danger measured against some other creatures who are dangerous all the time, right?" He shrugged, looking around the hut, "I don't care what the Ministry says. I know I'm under control of myself during the larger part of the month, and so is the rest of my pack," his tone slightly possesive. Sure enough, some of them were gits at times, but mostly they were just a kind of family, a bond they shared, and he felt responsible for them.

He listened to her explaining, feeling largely the same, though there had been times he had thought being a werewolf was terrible, as if puberty wasn't hard enough without having to change into a man eating monster every month. She seemed to be a little unhappy that her father had not changed her, but he could see the man's side too. There was a great deal of hassle bound to being a werewolf, as the invasive smell that hung around the castle and on the grounds proved. "It isn't all that terrible, it can just be inconvenient. And your father may well have thought he wanted to save his daughter from having to deal with the Ministry like he had." He then shrugged at her, when she said he must think she was mad. "Not at all actually. I understand your reasons, there's just a lot of hassle added to it too. Like... I'm not sure whether you can smell it, but I think you should be able to smell something is different in the air, right?" He waved a hand around, scowling. "It's everywhere, really, and can be quite a distraction. But anyhow. It's the smell of a packmember of mine, who's in heat. And then there's the fact that that makes the males in the pack want to jump her, without really wanting to. Instinct, you know." He said all this in an offhand tone, not wanting to show it actually affected him too, as it was sort of embarrasing to admit such a thing. And then there was the case of how to handle the changes during the next two moons, but he decided not to bother Absinthe with that.

He thought about what she had about her little sister following her around, before speaking up. "Maybe you should tie a bell to her," he put forth, a laughable suggestion, a grin on his face. However, he got as much that she was genuinely worried about her sibling, and so he continued. "But there is little you can do to stop her from following you around. Well... You could talk to her head of house, but taking into account how you spoke of Gryffindor, I doubt that's an option for you," he chuckled. Once again she tossed her head, and he grinned. He couldn't help it, easily distracted, and the beads jingled so nicely. He then looked at her again, after following the movement of the beads, when she said she didn't look as Native American as she was and he shrugged. "As long as you know what your part of it doesn't matter how you look, right? As for your father, the Ministry is just prejudiced against our kind, no matter how controlled we are over ourselves." He then tilted his head, looking at her, frowning just a little, muttering something that sounded like he was saying something about something being genetics. However, he was snapped out of this reverie when she got up, and went to stand behind him, having taken the feather from him. He resisted the temptation to look what she was doing, as he felt her take a strand of her, and after some messing with it, pat it. He then brought up a hand, feeling around a bit, until he had caught the strand, and he brought it forward to look at it, the feather now attached through braiding it in. He smiled at her, "Thank you. And I must say the stories, or story rather, I've heard so far was quite interesting. Shame you didn't teach when I was still at Hogwarts. I might have actually bothered to show up for class!"

He had started the process of drinking tea from the beginning again, after he had empty his first mug, taking another sip, still grinning, though a little surprised when she complimented him on his hair. "Thank you. Though as a kid it more often got me called ginger than anything else." He laughed and then bowed his head in fake modesty, looking up at her from under his lashes, still grinning, "Yes miss, very humble. It would pain my poor heart to see my beautiful pumpkins ruined." He looked up again, chuckling. She might look like she was look like it all left her cold, but he could see she too was having at least a bit of fun. "Werewolves on a trip, huh? Ah, who knows, I'm guessing those visions might be very interesting indeed. Prey as far as the eye reaches." He chortled, and then nodded, returning the smile. "Oooh! Good thing. Chocolate is, on the danger of sounding a little feminine, the best. Say what you want, but there is very little food as high on my want list as chocolate. Meat being an exception."

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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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