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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. 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. 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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[hider=Bishop][h3][sup][color=crimson]JULIET LOWELL[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Those kids who wonder if the sorting candle might all just be a dollar store parlor trick probably got the idea from Juliet, the girl seems like a Warren through and through. Even the higher points of a Tituba maybe but nah she’s a Bishop. It’s good for them, coming from a man who has about three friends who remind’s him of Julier – it’s good to have good people in their lives."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=cc6d97]ARMIN FROST[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"We ain’t got quite the right type, now that I think about it. I mean, in Corpus my ma and the paw’s of my pals always said that if you ever fuck up something you come out and admit that you’re the one who made it stink. But I mean, I think he means well – I can see a bit of myself in him which doesn’t exactly speak to great things for him. I hope he makes it alright, I’d like to think he’s got a good support team what with the rest of Bishop those little shits."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=B33EE5]KATERINA CARROLL[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Yeah… She’s a right Bishop through and through. I heard what they said about them, the yellow fire is like the sun and it burns real hot. All that nonsense. But it’s people like this who make you take three more looks and say holy shit it might be real. But I dunno, she doesn’t know me too well and I barely know her. Story of my life I suppose."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=556B2F]Ebony Jones[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"She seems like a strange fit for Bishop, but then again I suppose a pot is calling a kettle black on that one. Most wouldn’t take me for Warren yet here I am, prodding cattle that ain’t gotta move. So I suppose she’s a good person. Never had any issue with her anyway."[/i] 

[h3][sup][color=7bcdc8]Eleanora Foxley[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"She seems to always be looking at me like a dog looks at a fridge. That dog may not understand why it hums, why it opens, how it closes. But it sure as shit knows that’s where food comes from. It wants to know more? Y’know? What that means for her I’m not so sure. She could fit in at Warren I s’pose. She certainly has enough words for it."[/i] [/hider]

[hider=Warren][h3][sup][color=#3A4F8A]CLARA WILLIAMS[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Clara was kind of scary at first, honestly. But I think some of that scariness was just her strong attitude, she’s a success story alright and the hardest work I ever did see. A good girl to be sure. We’re fairly close, she knows the shirts I wear I know the coffee she drinks, that sorta thing. But I think she’s a little overly concerned about my wellbeing. She ain’t got something to worry about. Just gotta show her that I’spose. "[/i]

[h3][sup][color=lightpink]NAOMA FROST[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Naoma’s the kinda girl to put a candy cane straw in a glass of rum, that make any sense? I just find that once you find the source of that much energy you owe it to the rest of the world to plug it into an outlet. We study together, with Clara and Louise, but honestly I can’t fathom a day where I’ve got the kind of energy she has or she’s been pulled to the level of us mere mortals. That being said, she has a lot of anxiety. It’s troublin’ studying helps but more than once I’ve seen her at hours she shouldn’t be up while I’m on my jogs, like 3am kinda.” [/i]

[h3][sup][color=deepskyblue]GATSBY FITZGERALD[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Back at home we say ‘is he great like Gatsby?’ It kind of means, the type of guy to throw you a series of parties but not actually be around a real do it for them kind of guy. They aren’t usually too healthy, not in the head but more of like a they don’t think of themselves too often. It ain’t good. But Gatsby’s a good beater, and a good man outside of that. I respect him."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=5f9e71]LOUISE LANGBROEK[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"I first really became friends with Louise when I found her and the head female Warren at the time in the lounge. She was crying, we were both in first year – right around exams as a matter of fact. So, she is just bawling and really letting herself go, and I couldn’t help but stare at her because she was crying and I tripped right in front of her. Face first, the whole monty. Right there. She laughed a bit, I apologized for interruptin’ and asked if she wanted help studying. She’s been my best friend ever since, really. We hardly have t’even talk anymore. I just show up with some food and my notes and we get to work."[/i][/hider]

[hider=Tituba][h3][sup][color=mediumorchid]AVERY BARNES[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Remember what I said about the candy cane in the whiskey before that? She’s similar, not quite the same – if I had to guess it would be she’d make vodka sugar plums or some kind of strange concoction… I’m drifting. She seems nice – she’s in my year but I never really got to know her – Tituba I think. I suppose that’s the story with most of these people. I didn’t get to know them too well. They don’t know me. Not much to know really."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=4d4dff]Margo Scott[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"She’s the one who learned me not to talk about Tituba in a way that could be misconstrued as bad. She smacked me so hard upside the head I tried to shower in my sink the next day. But I think she means well, she’s pretty shy around ladies – most likely because of the fact that she’s into ‘em. I dunno, she’s a good looking girl – shouldn’t have to be too worried really.”[/i] [/hider]

[hider=Good][h3][sup][color=9CFF84]SELA DASHWOOD[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Sela’s nice enough I suppose. I haven’t really been able to interact with her much since she’s a year under my own. Still I wouldn’t tell a sunflower to grow somewhere else."[/i]

[h3][sup][color=7f6b00]DORADO ITURBIDE[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"Above all else I try to be as respectful as possible. Which is why my description of Dorado is going to end like skipping stones for the first time. He’s a good keeper though."

[h3][sup][color=f26522]Alicia Stockwood[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"You ain’t gonna convince me to compliment a fish for swimming, so I sure as hell ain’t gonna tell a chaser that they done real good chasing. That bein’ said she leads the Good’s pretty well and she, like myself, is certainly not a cat’s ass at charms. So she’s got that going for her. She’s pretty heavy in where she throws her interest she’s just normal about it I suppose. Could be a Warren with how she studies but then she probably wouldn’t like the idea of coming in and not having to prove to everyone all over again that you aren’t the smart kids’ idiot. She’s certainly not the most graceful winner, but then most aren’t."[/i] [/i]

[h3][sup][color=cfb2b0]Alvy Proctor[/color][/sup][/h3][i]"The front of an Ass is still and Ass. That’s what my ma used to say, in accordance to donkey’s and whatnot. He’s a nice guy if you’re the kind of thing he’s after but a Good always finds a way to catch that gleam in yer eye. You know the kind where you thought you saw a different person because something underneath the blanket he’s all wrapped up in ain’t what it looks to be. That’s how I see him. I just don’t know what’s underneath the blanket. Just that there is one. Suppose we all got one, can’t complain too much now can I?"[/i] [/hider][/hider]