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Shane Capper ([info]my_only_shane) wrote,
@ 2008-05-06 20:53:00

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you.
NAME: Kristen
AGE: 17
CONTACT: (AIM, e-mail, MSN etc.) bballkat11@hotmail.com
TIME ZONE: Eastern
RPG EXPERIENCE: Quite a bit...Rearranged, Tables Turned, Darkest Secrets, Mauraders magic

character.
FULL NAME: Shane Damien Capper
AGE/BIRTHDAY: 17, May 18
GENDER: Male
BIRTHPLACE: Ireland
BLOOD: Pureblood
HOUSE/YEAR: Add a little bit as to why Gryffindor. Shane has never been afraid to take the leader position. It's suprising, because he is so quiet. He is strong and brave, loyal to his friends and family.
WAND: Weeping Willow with Hippogriff hair core
BOGGART: He hates bee's...quite allergic
PATRONUS: German Shepard
SPECIAL SKILLS: Shane is great at playing the drums. He is a great listener. He is good in potions and D.A.D.A. Not so good at talking with girls, though.
QUIDDITCH?: Team, position? Gryffindor...SEEKER? possibly.
SEXUAL PREFERENCES: Straight

PERSONALITY: Be as detailed as possible. At least 2 Paragraphs
Shane is quiet and reserved. Don't consider him shy, because he isn't. He just keeps most of his thoughts to himself. He is brilliant...but lazy. Genious by birth, but slacker by choice. The only time he really opens up is when he is with the people most familiar to him. He tells his brothers everything and his best friend Tristian, as well. They have known each other since birth and have been best buds ever since. The only problem is that they are in seperate houses, but they work around it. Shane has a few...make that...VERY FEW really close friends that are girls. He gets nervous when talking to a beauty; stutters, figgets, loses track of thoughts, rambles, trips and falls on his face. Then later he beats himself up about it. Shane is pretty hard on himself. He doesn't settle for anything less than his best. Sometimes he just cracks. He is so strong, too strong...he holds things inside until they bottle up and hten he explodes on innocent people, having to apologize and explain everything later.

He has a sweet tooth. Steak with a baked potato and a salad is his favorite dish. He doesn't cool very well. Actually, when he was eleven years old him and his brothers tried to make smores using a charcoal grill and sticks from the big maple tree in their front yard. Not thinking and because he was only eleven, they did this on the back patio...catching the large umbrella over the outside table on fire. Shane gets these great ideas, but his clumsiness and the fact that he doesn't think things through makes them go so very wrong.

FAMILY: What do the parents do? Sisters, brothers? Romilda Vane and Sebastian Capper. He has two younger brothers, one a 6th year and the other a 5th year. Shane is really close to his brothers. He is their protector, their advisor, and their good friend. When the family gets together for breaks and holidays, the Capper sons and their cousins play in a massive Quidditch game, no matter what the weather. Shane was always made team captain, mainly because he was the oldest, the strongest, and the best leader of them all. Sometimes these games end well, other times they end in huge arguements. But it is all fun and games. Sebastian is really close to his sons. When they were young he would join them in their Quidditch game, but now he takes the much needed position of referee. Romilda watches out for her boys. She supports them in everything they do. Seb works at the ministry and Romilda has her own resturant in Ireland. Shane and his parents get along pretty good for the most part. Occationally he gets caught sneaking out of the house and they have a huge feud. But he still loves them.


HISTORY: Be detailed please. At least four good paragaphs.
Romilda and Sebastian hardley knew each other in Hogwarts. Ofcourse they knew eachothers names and could point each other out in a crowd if asked, but there was no spark. Romilda was really quiet. She never said much and hated attention. She had a small group of friends that saw her true colors and that was it. Sebastian was more outgoing. He had a larger group of friends and dated girls like crazy. But they really didn't notice each other until their Hogwarts days were over. Romilda was waitressing in a local restaurant in Ireland and Sebastian came in for a cup of coffee. It was early in the morning and he had had a very late night the day before. His head was pounding and he was not up for much small talk. He sat at the bar and Romilda asked him how she could help him. He said that if she could first, take away his headache, and second find his a gorgeous woman, then he would be all set. She laughed, filling up his cup. He looked up and there she was. It was like love at first sight. But Seb had to work very hard to get her to open up. He visited her everymorning, always saying how she could help him in a different way. After a few weeks he answered her by telling her that if she could get this one girl to go out on a date with him he would be the happiest man alive. Unable to turn him down, she accepted.

Shane was a suprise baby. They were engaged to be married when she found out she was pregnant. The wedding date was moved up a month earlier and then they broke the news to their parents. Shane was a very loud baby. He cried often and it took forever for them to get him to go to sleep. He only liked certain lullabies. When his mother hummed one he didn't approve he would make sure to let her know. He would only sleep a certain way, on his stomach. He only ate certain kinds of baby food. His parents thought if he was like this when he got older he would be the death of them. But he wasn't. Around the age of one he grew out of his pickiness. Play dates were set up with the neighboring family beside them, who were also a magical family. That is when Shane met Tristian. They have been friends ever since.

A year later from the birth of Shane, the Cappers had another child. A baby boy. Similar in feathers to Shane, but completely different in behavior. The baby was perfect. He hardly ever cried. Another year later, they had another child. Another baby boy. Romilda had wished for a little girl so badly, but she was happy with what she got. Shane had always been extreamly close to his brothers. He could make either one of them laugh simply by sticking out his tongue or making a funny face. He promised to be the best brother he could and the promis still remains today.

Shane has always had a mischievious bone in his body. Tristian and him got themselves into loads of trouble. They teased the girls in the neighborhood and told them they were icky and had cooties. They would camp in tents in their backyards...not allowed to have a fire for previous bad experiences. When Hogwarts years rolled around, they got seperated in different houses. Shane was forced to make new friends, which he wasn't good at, at all. But friendships were made. When it came to girls he was pretty pathetic. He had his crushes, but he has always been too scared to ask them out. He hopes to gain more courage.

PHYSICAL: Be descriptive including any distinctive marks. Shane has his fathers blue eyes but his mothers dark hair. He has a beautiful smile, but it takes a lot to bring it out. His teeth are pearly white and perfectly straight. He is tall and really strong from weight lifting.
PLAYED BY: Include a good sized picture Kevin Zegers
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other.
Third person roleplaying
The sun shone in bright yellow rays of light, seepiing thorugh the blinds. The rays reached out its fingers and touched Shane's face. He stirred. The sun rose above the clouds. Shane covered up his head with his comforter. His room was suprisingly tidy. The walls were painted a medium blue. Taped to them were cd covers to every cd he ever owned. Along with the cd covers were pictures of his closest friends and brothers. He had pictures from past camping trips, Yule Balls, and other random moments with the teenagers acting silly. In the corner of his room was a big black drum set and alongside that was his fender stratocaster.

The alarm clock jumped loudly, screaching "Carry On My Wayward Son." Shane sat up immediately. Shirtless, he threw his hands over his face and rubbed his forehead roughly. His hair was sticking straight up. It was seven o'clock on a Saturday morning. Anger and confusion surged through him as he came to a stand. The covers twisted around his feet, tripping him. He caught his balance on the nightstand next to the bed. With his eyes closed, he unplugged the alarm clock. As much as he loved that song, he didn't like it jerking him awake so early on a Saturday. He searched his mind for the specific reason to why he set his alarm for such weird time. Was it a trick, planned by one of his crazy brothers? And then it came to him...today he would be leaving on the Hogwarts express.

First Person roleplaying:
The stupid amp broke! I dunno how, but I plugged in my Strat, Ace, (yes I named my guitar) and began to play...just messin' around...and poof. I hear a bunch of 'zzzzz's and I saw smoke. YES SMOKE! It freaked me out, man. So I quickly unplugged Ace, saving him from any destruction. I tried every spell possilbe to fix the dang thing. But nothing worked. My poor amp. It's very saddening. I might just have to bury it. It lasted me quite a long time, a good five years. But I guess all things have to come to an end, right? Wow that's a depressing thought.



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