[@Apokalipse]

You still looking for another person to enter in here? I'd definitely be interested if you'll have me.

Let me know ^^

EDIT:

[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CduA0TULnow&ab_channel=BritneySpearsVEVO]Whoops, amiright?[/url]

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[color=#6f9c84][b]N A M E:[/b][/color]
[indent]Lang Emmanuel Monyethabeng[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]N I C K N A M E:[/b][/color]
[indent]Cash, from the very common misspelling of his last name, Money. Once so egregious as Moneythabank.[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]G E N D E R:[/b][/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]A G E:[/b][/color]
[indent]September 9th 1999[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]B L O O D  S T A T U S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Muggle-Born[/indent]

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[indent]Lang lives by the philosophy that if you don’t care how you look, while maintaining a certain level of confidence, no one else will either. He shaves his hair into a buzz cut or slightly longer yet certainly still short. He carries himself with a respectful yet incredibly confident air, not doubting himself much at all – even when it’d perhaps be healthy to do so. Lang carries a slight southern drawl originating from Corpus Christi Texas, even though he was born in Johannesburg and didn’t move until he was five. He has certainly taken to many American traditions however, big meals, beautiful cars, and magic of course. Lang tends to wear a decent amount of clothing, often sporting a buttoned flannel jacket, an undershirt, and potentially a fall jacket should the weather call for it. Though he is also no stranger to the tank and shorts combination if he can find a beach. 

The young man has a rather welcoming smile and a friendly way about him, often times making sure everyone is involved in a certain activity. He stands around six feet four inches and has quite a bit of bulk on him. He eats a very high protein diet and is constantly working out. That is, when he isn’t consumed by his studies. He sports near-permanent bags under his eyes do to his constant late nights, but it isn’t all that surprising for a Warren student.  He also seems to have a grim expression whenever someone suggests going drunk, though it is fleeting and ever so brief.

He has piercing blue eyes that betrays his all brawn and no brains appearance. They evaluate everything around him and often feel somewhat invasive. Though his kind and relaxed facial features do alleviate some of this, thankfully. Overall, Lang looks like a nice guy, but the longer you look the longer the spool of yarn seems to travel into the dark. [/indent] 

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[color=#6f9c84][b]H O U S E:[/b][/color]
[indent]Warren.[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]Y E A R:[/b][/color]
[indent]6[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]E L E C T I V E S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Alchemy Apparition, and Arithmancy[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]B E S T  C L A S S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Charms[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]W O R S T  C L A S S:[/b][/color]
[indent]History of Magic[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]C L U B S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Quidditch – Warren Team Captain
Charms Club[/indent]

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[color=#6f9c84][b]W A N D:[/b][/color]
[indent]A thick fir wand roughly eighteen inches long, highly inflexible sporting a dragon heartstring core.
[sub]The wand of a survivor. Some may say. The true question at that juncture would be to ask what is he surviving? He believes the answer is his father. One who knows him better than he does would say himself. A powerful, rigid, intimidating yet temperamental, easily mistaken. It is Lang’s wand, undoubtedly.[/sub][/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]P A T R O N U S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Springbok.
[sub]Active towards the dawn and dusk of any given day, the Springbok is a patronus of those who take advantage of their surroundings. Finding that fast friends are a defense best used as a first line, they surround themselves with others. Be wary, a Springbok is still a horned animal, they say when there is horns they will be locked eventually.[/sub][/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]B O G G A R T:[/b][/color]
[indent]The boggart appears as Lang’s father, though his face is non-existent. It refuses to respond to him and highlights Lang’s fear of being left. Mainly of abandonment. [/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]F A M I L I A R:[/b][/color]
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[indent]Lang first picked up Nixon when he found him alone as a pup. He was wandering the streets of Corpus and suddenly a small spotted puppy started to begin digging on his boot. Nixon refused to leave Lang alone, following him all the way back to his apartment. It was rather extrodinary really, the small animal had already learned the ins and outs of his apartment building by the time Lang accepted that he now owned a dalmation. He is loyal, kind and does not know his own size. Often laying down on a sleeping Lang even though he is almost as big as him.  [/indent][/indent]

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[color=#6f9c84][b]P E R S O N A L I T Y:[/b][/color]
[indent] Lang is as self-destructive as they come. Outwardly, he wants to be your friend and he seems like he’s got it all together. He has strong opinions on almost every topic and indeed has been known to have a boisterous mood most of the time. It is when he is alone that he changes. It starts small, a few drinks when he gets home, some studying, fatalistic comments about his father, about him, how bad could he have been that his father had to leave? A few more drinks, did his father know he was a wizard? Would he care? A few more drinks. Hopefully at this point he passes out. 

Lang when he is with people is nice, but in a distant way. He compliments you on your performance on the field and is off before you can respond. He’ll be the first to pat you on the back if you need it, but you won’t reach him later that day when you send him a message. Even on a good day where you catch him eating, perhaps sit down with him, he has become all too experienced in dodging questions and using those questions to ask you something instead. It is a façade that has worked, but surely someone has noticed at this point. His smile hands a little too low to be believed one hundred percent of the time. That much is certain.[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]R O M A N T I C   I N T E R E S T S:[/b][/color]
[indent]Lang has never had a significant other in any meaningful way. He has hooked up with a few girls, but they made the first move and he was simply too shell shocked to say anything about it. The level of trust it would take for Lang to ask someone out would be rather incredible, certainly at this point that sort of relationship doesn’t exist in his world. He’s fine with that for the time being. Though he does possess a sort of lonely gaze about him.[/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]L I K E S:[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] The feeling you get when you know you’ve got nothing left on your plate.
[*] Nature, biomes and weather specifically interest him, hence soul-searching in the Arctic.
[*] Feeling wanted. To an unhealthy extreme unfortunately.
[*] Zuko, little dude is his goddam life sometimes.
[*] Warm foods and drinks, stew is his favourite along with coffee which he orders Double-double.
[*] Staying in, sitting by the fire, putting his feet up.
[*] Magic, it should go unsaid, but he enjoys the study of magic to a somewhat unhealthy and perhaps unsettling degree. It fascinates him like nothing else.[/list][/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]D I S L I K E S:[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] People who lie to him, his forgiveness is rather small.
[*] The idea of traditional masculinity, he doesn’t get mad when a guy has to lift, he does too, but he does get upset at the assertion that knowledge is somehow not masculine. 
[*] Video Games, he’s never been a huge fan. Though he has played them when he is ill and cannot leave the house.
[*] His father, ‘nuff said. 
[*]  Underestimation, he thinks it is one of the most pitiful mistakes one can make.
[*] History, he may be intelligent and enthralled by knowledge of Magic, but he is a much more ‘in the now’ kind of learner.
[*] Theatre of the Absurd, he has dabbled in playwriting and has seen his fair share of theatre. Theatre of the absurd is just terrible for him however.[/list][/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]H O B B I E S:[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Hiking
[*] Cramming 
[*] Drinking
[*] Quidditch (Spectating/Playing/Practicing)[/list][/indent]

[color=#6f9c84][b]F E A R S:[/b][/color]
[indent][list][*] Abandonment
[*] Love
[*] Himself[/list][/indent] 

[color=#6f9c84][b]B A C K G R O U N D:[/b][/color]
[indent] Lang is largely incapable of acting past the front he displays for most people and as such has a hard time both relating to people and garnering more than skin deep affection from someone. He has few friends even as the captain of the Quidditch team and head boy for Warren. Two positions that force him to interact with his peers. Unfortunately he finds that to be largely impossible and instead spends most of his time simply encouraging others, laughing at their jokes, and avoiding questions and invitations. This all can be traced back to when Lang’s father left him at the age of five and his mother moved them to Corpus Christi. Because of this he has feared letting people in, he fears that if he does he will make them leave like he believes he made his father leave.

It is such a fatalistic view that he once convinced an entire eighth grade class that he had appendicitis, when asked to see the scar, he made one. He got seventeen get well cards from that incident that he keeps on him at all times, in a small box underneath his bed. He takes them out and reads them one by one whenever he gets truly down on himself. Magic is a serious out though, being born to two humans it was entirely a chance encounter Lang had with the world with magic but now that he has been attending Salem for six years he has grown somewhat used to it. 

It has caused him to dull once more. That is why he has taken on so many extra responsibilities like Captain of the Quidditch team and Head male at Warren. He is anxious to see if he can forge bonds that will last him any time this year. But he’s incredibly doubtful.[/indent]

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