Zander D. Wargrave [WIZARD]
Jul 18, 2013 16:03:23 GMT -5
Post by Zander D. Wargrave !! on Jul 18, 2013 16:03:23 GMT -5
Zander Dennis Wargrave
YOU'RE A GOOD GIRL, CAN'T LET IT GET PAST ME,
YOU'RE FAR FROM PLASTIC, TALK ABOUT GETTING BLASTED
I HATE THESE BLURRED LINES
FORTY-THREE| WIZARD | HISTORY TEACHER | MALE
YOU'RE FAR FROM PLASTIC, TALK ABOUT GETTING BLASTED
I HATE THESE BLURRED LINES
FORTY-THREE| WIZARD | HISTORY TEACHER | MALE
tall and lean handsome man with large brown eyes and crazy brown hair.
You can say that Zander is a tall, lean and handsome young man, with crazy brown hair. He's your basic, good old American born boy - whose' gone bad boy in his time as a young boy. Growing up as his parent's only child, and being an army brat, you would think Zander would be a brat, but he's your ever loving, goofy boy whose got a bit of a wild strike that shows on his body. With an old tattoo that he and his best friends Henry and Leo made him get (a cat paw print on his ass) it's actually a surprise that his wife still loves his body. While lean and fit, he's beginning to show signs from his alcohol useage, and then his scars from tossling with bartenders. Zander's hair is his most amazing thing - it's gravity defeying!
DAVID TENNANT
loyal. brave. funny. caring. charming.
LIKES:
Passions
teaching history
being a father
being married
DISLIKES:
death
dogs
stinky diapers
the color purple
sleepless nights
the new music out there, give him the classic, or country music
Fears
losing dayana to a younger man
his mother, daughter, son or wife kneeling other and dying
STRENGTHS:
holding his alcohol
stamania
magick control
intelligence/knowledge on history
WEAKNESS:
his family
the tv show doctor who
alcohol
his friends
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
- magick
- his family
- his best friends, henry and leo
- dayana
- sex
- scotch
- fish and chips
Passions
teaching history
being a father
being married
DISLIKES:
death
dogs
stinky diapers
the color purple
sleepless nights
the new music out there, give him the classic, or country music
Fears
losing dayana to a younger man
his mother, daughter, son or wife kneeling other and dying
STRENGTHS:
holding his alcohol
stamania
magick control
intelligence/knowledge on history
WEAKNESS:
his family
the tv show doctor who
alcohol
his friends
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
He's an outgoing man, usually always on the run, after his own two little toddlers, or chasing students who've played the lastest pranks. He's always constructing on new spells, potions, the typical magick persons stuff. He's a loyal friend, lover and enemy, he rarely lies to his friend and if he does, it's for a bloody good reason. Intelligence? Boy, he's got some of that alright, but he's got a terrible way with words - and its actually a shocker when he does get the right words to come out. Stubborn when he sets his mind to he's right and the rest are all wrong way, it's actually quite freaky. He'll stand their for hours outside his bedroom door if he pisses his wife off, and believe me when I say he's sat out there for four hours before he managed to magically open the lock. He's got a wicked mischievous streak and many wonder how in the lords name he was able to pull the teacher's job. He loves to debate, even if he's not the greatest, he'll damn well say he is. Happy-go-lucky can be another word Zander is described as. He tries to approach it as a lay back approach, and he likes to call all his students by first name. He's a bit of an alcoholic, he's learning to cruve it, but when he gets drunk - he's pissed drunk. He's a bit of a master in his 'trade' and growing up you could bet your arse he was in the kitchen making positions and testing them on the next door neighbour's dog.
it's five o'clock some where.
A man dressed in uniform stood beside a man dressed in uniform, expect one was pushing 55 and the other only just turned 15. The younger stood with his shoulders squared, trying to prove to the older that he was worthy of being on his squad. "Private Wargrave!" The sharp bark of the older, as he stepped forward, ordering the younger to join him on the walk. "Yes sure?!" The younger, Private Wargrave would reply, his voice tight and rough as he could think of only one thing the older would want to speak of to him. "My daughter seems to have forgotten, that while you are on my squad in two weeks time, that the mailing system has seemed to pick up. I was given your letter by mistake, may I ask why she left a red kiss?" Private Wargrave swallowed as he stared up at the man who would later be his father in law. "We have been mailling each other since you took in the few Americans that joined the war early sir. She's taken a fancy to myself, and I to her... I was hoping to wait until the war was over, but sir." Swallowing and looking around nerviously, he asked in a shaky breath. "I ask you for your daughter's hand in marriage." Of course at the time he got a firm no, but as the weeks went over, and the letter between Private Wargrave and the General's daughter grew, the no slowly became a maybe, to a if we make it out alive. It was nearing the end of the war when General Richards and newly appointed General Wargrave were ambushed. The Germans took them by storm and General Wargrave and General Richards were stormed with tear gas - banned, but used regardless. "RETREAT!" General Richards would shout as the soldiers fled their post, a fellow member of their squad lay coughing and crying for help - his leg had been damaged in the raid and General Wargrave turned back and went to gather the coughing man. When they re-emerged, it was shocking that the two weren't dead yet, but the urine soaked cloth over their faces seemed to have saved them. "Stupid move Wargrave... but brave. You've saved Private Ryan." That summer as the two man were released from the war, they were sent back to England - from there they Andrew would relocate to America. However as he followed General Richards into his yard to gather his belongings, he turned to the British General and asked once more. "May I have your daughter's hand in marriage?" It was shocking when the British General nodded, and in that moment as daughter and wife of the General Richards came running out, that the British General did not recieve a hug from his daughter first, but General Wargrave did. "ANDREW! Oh Andrew! I thought I had lost you." That night the eighteen year old man took a look to his future father in law and proposed to which the girl accepted, Annabella Richards accepted Andrew Wargrave's proposal and the two would be wedded. The two married only two months later and Annabella in an excited gesture begged Andrew to take her to America where he belonged. On the boat, he returned on the second sea carry across, with his war-bride. Forty-three years ago, the two had their first and only child, Zander Dennis Wargrave - Zander after Andrew's late father and Dennis after Annabella's father.
Zander Dennis Wargrave was born to two humans, and yet somehow he was gifted with magical powers. Born to a british mother and an all american dad, he was able to move between both accents with ease, and not to mention at a young age his cousin Fred came down from Scotland and gave him the perfect excess to test his accent skills. While very good - this was in his later child years. As a young child, he was always using his skills to turn his brown teddy bears a brilliant shade of pink - and even turning his father's hair blue once or twice. As a baby he was always excited by his magick that it wasn't hard to find that as he grew up he would play magician. However, once his parents realized their son was actually magical, they put an end to his magic tricks and asked him to be mindful of others. While a rebellous little brat who loved to prank others, he obeyed after his father spanked him. So as a young boy going through school through with a bunch of kids - he was influenced by the hippies, by the drugs and alcohol that raided the landscape and once he was fifteen he joined in on the action. It was entertaining to see him and his first girlfriend was Hannah Xavier, a British Exchanged Student, who he ad a small fling with and then later skipped out when he caught his attention on gay student Leo Trevor Rivers, who would later grow up to become a farmer with his partner henry williams. The two were actually really close, and even after their mini fling was over, they stayed closed friends and when Zander tried another gay fling with Henry Kevin Williams, and it ended on a sour note of Zander realizing his love for woman and alcohol, Henry and Leo got together, to whom Zander became good friends with and the trio would always be caught hanging around the local bars, helpin Zander hook up with the next big thing.
However fate played her hand, and at the age of twenty-seven Zander landed a teaching job at the local high school. It was impressive, the boy was the history teacher and loved to bring in different things used in the war that he happened to snap his fingers and summon. However while Leo and Henry were still close friends with the man, what they didn't expect was at the age of 40 he meet a student that caught his interest. The young girl was Dayana Wood, a brilliant blond-haired blue eyed girl, whose uncanny attention span and intelligence caught the drunkard Zander off guard. He gave her detention constantly, for everything she talked back against, and it thrilled him. Nearing the end of her Grade 11 history class, she approached him on why he was always belittling her and putting her in detention when he caught her off guard and kissed her hard on the lips. It lasted longer then what he expected and as he pulled her closer he did expect the push and her fluttering eyes and panicked expression. But what he didn't expect was; "Can you do that again... Mr-" He did so, and after a good couple minutes drew a finger across her lips whispering, "Zander, you can call me Zander." After that encounter, each detention was filled with steamy make-out sessions, and on the second last day of school Zander asked her back to his apparentment. There he spoke; "I... I really don't care, but if this could stay between us Dayana..."With that he snapped his fingers and things started to fly around his head, and to his surprise Dayana laughed.
He was confused but watched as she did the same thing and soon the two stopped and their breath caught in their throats. That night was a passionate love affriar, where Zander impregnated Dayana, and as the summer days came and went, Dayana showed up on his door step late one October night, belly just starting to show on her once slender form, bags in around her and tears in her eyes. He took her in, left her bags by the door and as they laid in bed that night, she told him how her parents had disowned her because she was pregnant and didn't want to get rid of it. Zander understood, and at that moment asked her to marry him. She refused, snapping that he just wanted to marry her because he had got her pregnant. As the months drew on, and Dayana's stuff began to unpack and move into his two bedroom apparentment, he watched as her ninth month came and she gave birth two twins, a boy and a girl. "Rose Annabella Wargrave.... Micky Dennis Wargrave.." When Zander asked about her parents names, she had laughed and said she had no parents. Later that night Zander invited his mother to the hospital and as she walked in, her cane lending support, she hugged Dayana and welcomed her to the family, holding her grandchildren and smacking her son.
Annabella offered up the ranch in which she had lived in since she moved to America with Zander's father and the family of four moved, and to Zander's delight Leo and Henry lived just down the road. As Zander woke up every morning he would drive Dayana to school so she could graduate, while Annabella would watch the two babies. Leo and Henry would often go over to help to and as Dayana graduated, she was surprised when at prom, Zander walts straight up to her and dropped to one knee and proposed. There was some gasps of shock and disguise but when Dayana accepted the two were greeted by the princial who shook his head in silent annoyance and spoke; "If it was going to be anyone, I had thought it to be you." While he was in heeps of trouble, he wasn't taken off his job. It was actually surprising that Dayana came back a year later to do her practice as a nurse in the school and together the married couple have gone far with their two, two year olds.
PARENTS:
FATHER | andrew j. wargrave | former war general | 66 | deceased (twenty years ago) | human
MOTHER | annabella a. wargrave - nee 'richards' | retired professor | 83 | npc | human
SIBLINGS:
none
OTHER:
WIFE | dayana s. wargrave - nee 'wood'| school nurse | twenty | playable | witch
TWIN DAUGHTER | rose a. wargrave | baby | two | npc | witch
TWIN SON | micky d. wargrave | baby | two | npc | wizard
(NOTABLE EXes)
EX 001 | hannah g. xavier | british government | fifty-two | human | npc
EX 002/BFF | leo t. rivers | farmer | thirty-two | human | playable character
EX 002/BFF | leo t. rivers | farmer | thirty-two | human | playable character
EX 003/BFF | henry k. williams | farmer | forty | necomancer | playable character
GRUMPS | EIGHTEEN | EASTERN
the name is grumps, well actually a member or two may know me as guardian grumpy, or grumpy in general, and some have given me the nick-name grumps and it's just stuck. i'm an eighteen year old, my sex is female but i kinda think more like a guy - but i prefer to be labeled as or my gender is a girl. so i'm a bit of a confusing mess, and i like to wear care-bear pj shorts, that have grumpy-bear on them, along with my pj top nearly every day. i'm going into college next year, hopefully it won't eat up my time. i help run the fyre code and darkest desires, both wonderful sites that i love dearly. i've been rping for at least ten to eleven years and i've gone right across the types, from supernatural, harry potter, to normal humans to even animals - you name it, i've had my taste of it.
CHARACTER ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
He sat on the bed, pants lying beside him, shirt undone and tie hanging losely around his neck. Down the hall and in the only other room on this floor was his wife and mother as his wife offered his mother some respects on how to work with their twins. He however, had finally crawled out of bed after an arousing round of sex, his hair messed and tossled and his eyes still glossy as he could remember her lips over his body. Shivering, he shook his head and turned to the pair of pants to his left, coming to a staff party was the last thing on his mind - and not to mention he would have the youngest companion of the evening. That still stung half the time, as staff members would rub it in his face and yet, he stood up to them and tried to prove his worth as an actual history teacher. There were days when the oldest teacher in the school - Science Nerd, Frank Hickles would stick up for him - Frank's wife was exactly twenty-two years younger then his seventy-four self. But there were days when even Frank's grouchy snaps couldn't brace Zander enough for Gym teacher Richard. But as he tossed the dress pants and picked up his favourite ripped jeans, he slipped them on and button them up. Grabbing his favorite pair of converes and his glasses, he flopped back onto the bed and stared at himself from the floor to ceiling mirror on the wall across from him.
He climbed to his feet, moving across to stare at his form, the tight lean muscles, moved with every turn of his body, but the small remains of his once beer belly were still showing. He could remember those drunken days and the outings and as he closed his eyes, he reached to his left and picked up the bottle of scotch he kept on the shelf. Staring down he swallowed the salva in his mouth before popping the top and taking a swing. Face screwing up as he screwed on the top, he turned back and stared at his chest, the firm muscles covered with scratches from earlier, freshly red and stinging, but a good sting and his lips tipped up as he button the long-sleeved shirt, doing his tie in a lose knot and moving to tie his convers up. His eyes met the man in the mirror again, brown eyes glancing at brown eyes and he saw the wear in them. His age creeping up on him as if it lured him in slowly, and he felt his stomach drop - his head hung low as he pondered what Dayana would do with his sorry ass once he was old enough. He knew his mother had some money left for he, Dayana and the kids. Would she kick him to the curve and demand a child support he knew he could never afford. Hands reaching up to yank on his hair in silent frustration, he knew he shouldn't be thinking of things like this, Dayana had told him she loved him, and it had to be true.
"Zander, get your ass out here!" He could hear his mother from outside the door and was about to open it when Dayana entered, pjs still on as she asured his mother that it was fine. He watched as she ignored him, pulling her tank top and shorts off revealing her naked and slim form. He swallowed harder as he stood there, watching her dress in her own jeans and nice blouse before she turned and grinned. Apparently having his mother throw their clothes out was a terrible idea since neither of them wanted to wear the suit and dress. "You look lovely, love." He said in his perfect british accent, his lips curving up as he stalked forward, hands coming to rest on her hips, drawing her closer. "Are you sure we can't miss this one staff party - I'm sure we won't be missed." He heard the soft whisper of what he assumed was a no, we're going, before he grinned down at her, planting rough lips on softer ones and grinned into the kiss. His body shivered in full employed lust as his thumbs rubbed circles under her blouse onto the bare skin of her hip. "Prehaps they won't miss us that much." With a grin he lifted her from where she stood and the loud giggle escaped her and he heard the exshaughted sigh of his mother from outside his door as she took the two giggle twins down the stairs and to their Uncle Leo and Uncle Henry's ranch down the road.
"Well love, seems we have the house to ourselves, want to try our new sofa?"
He climbed to his feet, moving across to stare at his form, the tight lean muscles, moved with every turn of his body, but the small remains of his once beer belly were still showing. He could remember those drunken days and the outings and as he closed his eyes, he reached to his left and picked up the bottle of scotch he kept on the shelf. Staring down he swallowed the salva in his mouth before popping the top and taking a swing. Face screwing up as he screwed on the top, he turned back and stared at his chest, the firm muscles covered with scratches from earlier, freshly red and stinging, but a good sting and his lips tipped up as he button the long-sleeved shirt, doing his tie in a lose knot and moving to tie his convers up. His eyes met the man in the mirror again, brown eyes glancing at brown eyes and he saw the wear in them. His age creeping up on him as if it lured him in slowly, and he felt his stomach drop - his head hung low as he pondered what Dayana would do with his sorry ass once he was old enough. He knew his mother had some money left for he, Dayana and the kids. Would she kick him to the curve and demand a child support he knew he could never afford. Hands reaching up to yank on his hair in silent frustration, he knew he shouldn't be thinking of things like this, Dayana had told him she loved him, and it had to be true.
"Well love, seems we have the house to ourselves, want to try our new sofa?"
BIOGRAPHY FORM MADE BY DANNI STRICTLY FOR FYRE CODE