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[OOC] Elder Tale Western: Europe [Log Horizon] [High Casual]

Well there it goes, not a lot, but something :)

[OOC] Elder Tale Western: Europe [Log Horizon] [High Casual]

Lemonade was ecstatic at how his little parade went. Sure the kids were closer to a rabble than a parade, but what can you do? Kids are kids, it would be like trying to capture a cloud with a butterfly net to force them into a more orderly procession. Well I think this can be considered a moderate success. I obviously didn't put on enough of a show to entrance Adventurers. We have nothing but time on our hands now, surely they could have waited five minutes! I guess I can forgive them. The big one had a somber melancholy beauty while the lady had a blazing one... wait... were they in guilds? They better not be. I'll think on it while liberating beauty from tyranny. With a smile and a spring in his step Lemonade put his trumpet in its case and bid farewell to his new little friends and started off in a new direction searching for both money and beauty. That violin won't pay for itself after all.

Do I need a really need direction if I don't know where I am or where I'm going? deciding he didn't Lemonade turned left and started off, managing to become more lost than ever before. Breaking out into an open area Lemonade saw a park People go to parks right? I can ask for directions!
At first Lemonade was walking, as he got closer he paused and squinted at a guild gathering in the distance. Heading off again at a jog, Lemonade slowly increased his pace until he was running at a full sprint.
Shouting "NOOOOOOO!" Lemonade fell using his knees with his momentum to skid forwards, pulling out a bouquet of blue roses out of his Gardener's Joy. "Why is such a beautiful jewel box not on display!?" standing up and handing off the bouquet to a near by female foxtail Lemonade sounded heartbroken "So rare", spinning away while pulling out a bouquet of white lilies, presenting them to the one in skeleton armor "Such a crying shame! Why hide such beauty in such a drab box?! Why have you clustered all these diamonds, ruby's and emeralds, causing them to lose there individual shine!? I simply can't understand you guild types!"
With his face in his left hand, trumpet case in the other, Lemonade sighed and went limp as if all energy had left his body and muttered "It's lost" over and over again.

[OOC] Elder Tale Western: Europe [Log Horizon] [High Casual]

I'm debating whether or not to put up my post to hope give a bit of a jump-start, since it looks like the site will be down for the weekend, hmmm...

The Original Sin: A Harry Potter RP

Welp there's a intro~ish thing for Aloysius! Let me know if there are any issues.

The Original Sin: A Harry Potter RP

Aloysius was to busy to pay attention to the sorting ceremony, he was going over his notes. Soon Al set about his experiment, coughing Aguamenti under his breath to fill his goblet with water and taking out a few small corked test tubes filled with coloured liquids, pouring and mixing each one. After about fifteen minutes Al had made a sweet amber drink. It was his liquid toffee, not melted toffee that would set when cool, not a gooey or chewy toffee that got stuck in people's teeth, but a liquid toffee that he could drink like water.

Al had a sip and couldn't stop from smiling. It was pretty great, but he was biased, Al liked anything sweet really. Still objectivity is important in any test, meaning he couldn't just give to someone he knew. Thankfully he knew few people. Adjusting the bandages and pulling his sleeve over his right hand to be less noticeable Al slowly stood, taking his goblet of toffee with him to look for someone willing to taste an unknown drink presented by a complete stranger. Shouldn't be too hard, it smells pretty good.

Deep Ground Online: War of Strangers

Still here! ADSL has been acting all screwy :T

The Original Sin: A Harry Potter RP

Alright, let's give this a crack. Let me know if there are any issues :)

Aloysius Fisher

Name: Aloysius (pronounced Al-e-wish-us) Fisher
Age/Year: 16 Year 5
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Blood purity: Half blood
House: Ravenclaw

Short Bio: Aloysius (Al to his friends) was born into a confectionery family. His wizard father was a potions major at his time at Hogwarts and quickly started teaching young Al about the subject from as soon as he was able to understand speech. What herbs are needed to make a sleep draught, how potion effects change when inhaled in a gaseous state and how to make salves and balms that ease pain. Al's mother on the other hand taught him about candies, chocolates and cakes.
These two disciplines clashed when young eight year old Al was first taught about the making of hard-boiled sweets. Young Al wanted to make some lollipops that would change colour with each lick and after doing some quick research in some of his Dad's old textbooks, figured he could make them pretty quickly. After 'borrowing' some of his father's potions apparatus Al set about his cooking attempt. It went so well for about ten seconds, then the magic infused, molten, sugar started to melt the beaker it was in while he was holding it.

Al threw the melting sugar and glass away where it shattered against the wall splashing the molten pieces all around the room and burning his right hand and arm in a jagged tiger stripe pattern. Screaming in pain, Al ran down to his father who after treating his burns slapped Al and told him off for being an idiot. Then his father promptly showed Al how it should have been done and then shoved a lollipop in Al's mouth, promising to teach him better in the future.
Years later Al's old burns still hurt and they had slightly damaged his nerves, making the grip of his right hand slightly weak when he received his letter for Hogwarts. This concerned his mother, but his father had some bandages and ointments made to dilute the pain and sent a letter ahead informing the faculty about his condition.

Throughout his years at Hogwarts Al had made few friends, telling virtually no one about his dream to revolutionize the world of magical candy or what happened to his right arm. Spending a lot of time in the first year potions classrooms Al made many sweets in his spare time, leaving them when he was done. This caused a rumor of there being some kind of ghost that leaves sweets in the first year classrooms. Al to this day has no idea that he was the reason for this rumor.

Likes: Sweets, Potions and Music
Dislikes: Fire, Liars and anything Bitter
Personality: Al is perceptive and shrewd and doesn't make friends easily, but when he does they are a friend for life, even if they drift away or have a falling out with him. He tolerates no lies or falsities, if he feels he has been wronged he will get even in his own time be that months or even years. He is serious in his own way, his priorities are simply different from most other peoples with improving his candy or potions skills taking priority.

Wand wood: Cedar
Wand Core: (tbd by GM Wand Cores)
Patronus Form: Tiger
Interesting Facts:
- Al scars are usually covered up by bandages and long sleeves.
- Al periodically sneaks into the Herbology greenhouses for ingredients and, in rarer cases, the Forbidden Forrest.
- Al has a battered little notebook which he writes potions formula and methods. Inherited from his father, containing some of his experiments as well.
- Al continues his efforts to be a magical confectioner, currently trying to increase his charms and transfiguration skills to help him in this effort.
- Al has a small white Bombay kitten as a pet

[OOC] Elder Tale Western: Europe [Log Horizon] [High Casual]

I'm currently contriving a situation to get involved in the plot.