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			<title><![CDATA[Silas Star]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 25 Apr 2024 18:57:40 -0700</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://rpgcharacter.cloud/member.php?action=profile&uid=1">Cherry</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<h3>Character Name</h3><span>Silas Star</span>
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			<h3>Basics</h3>
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				<li><strong>Nickname:</strong> Silas</li>
				<li><strong>Pronouns:</strong> He/Him</li>
				<li><strong>Birthdate:</strong> March 31</li>
				<li><strong>Age:</strong> 27</li>
				<li><strong>Location:</strong> Dallas, TX</li>
				<li><strong>Occupation:</strong> Star Leader</li>
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<span>Strength</span><br />
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<span>Intelligence</span><br />
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<span>Survival Instinct</span><br />
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			<h3>Inventory</h3>
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			<ul>
				<li>Navy JanSport backpack</li>
				<li class="sub-item">Machete</li>
				<li class="sub-item">Utility Knife</li>
				<li>Worn set of dog tags</li>
				<li>Binoculars</li>
				<li>Map supplies</li>
				<li>Water jug</li>
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			<h3>Appearance</h3>
			<content>Silas Star
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			<h3>Personality</h3>
			<content>Silas is an outgoing sort of guy that isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. He is the type of person to be the first say what he his thinking, even when it isn't the best move. He fights fiercely for people that have chosen to become a part of The Star family, and it makes it his personal mission to get to know each and every single person that joins their group. He does not believe that anyone fighting for each other should have an excuse not to be friends. He will go out of his way to make amends when he is wrong, but he is very stubborn about his ideas. Despite his ability to adapt to any situation, he is frustratingly resistant to change and feels strongly that the group is better off keeping their distance from the survivor settlements. The times have gotten hard, though, and enough voices whispering in his ear have him slowly changing his tune.
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			<h3>Bonds</h3>
			<content><div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/e7b888d030ac7fd8be57b866214f448e/tumblr_inline_polo3gXXW71ur1bh6_500.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Wild Star</a> - Best friend</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-7.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">River Bones</a> - Crush</span> <span class="bond-desc">A longer description of the relationship that will cause the text to stretch past the threshold and force the scrollbar to appear.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-14.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Billie King</a> - Trusted friend and stuff and things</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-14.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Billie King</a> - Trusted friend</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
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			<h3>Origin</h3>
			<content>Silas grew up as an only child in San Antonio, Texas with his mother. The pair lived alone together until his mother remarried when Silas was sixteen. He grew up in a modest home and did his best not to ask his mother for too much. They struggled together until her new husband swept her off her feet and they started a new life. One that Silas was permitted to watch, but not join, by his new stepfather. It was nice to see his mom finally have a smile that reached her eyes again, but they had gone from a team to passing ships in the night. Silas threw himself into video games with his friends and would spend endless nights playing warfare games online. The team got together once a week at a failing radio station that one of their parents owned to put on a local radio show where they mostly goofed off and landed a handful of listeners at most in the age of podcasts and digital media. Life seemed good until his father walked through the door.
			<p>
			His father found him at work, coming through the door with the all the confidence in the world demanding to meet his son. Before Silas knew it, he was saying goodbye to the life he knew and the mother he thought he knew to head to Fort Worth with the father who said he had always wanted him. He was able to share his twenty third birthday with his father and half-brother, which stands as one of his best memories to this day. They spent two more years learning about each other before the outbreak hit and shattered his family once more.
			<p>
			The boys got separated from their father as everyone around them rushed about in a panic over what was happening. It was okay, though. They had a rally point! The boys waited for a week at the rally point, which was a hunting blind in a chunk of land that belonged to a friend of their father. One week turned into one month as they scoured the area looking for their dad, dead or alive. Supplies became scarce and the undead were beginning to swarm out of the city in search for food, so the brothers finally decided to move on.
			<p>
			The first year was the hardest. They ran out of ammo quickly and took to using their rifles at bats until finally attaching a knife to the end like a bayonet. Finding food was easier than shelter. When they found a house that seemed rather untouched in the middle of nowhere, the two figured they had lucked out. Unfortunately, the home was occupied. After a scuffle and some mistrust, the brothers convinced the person living alone in the house to go with them since supplies were running out. The group continued to travel, fighting and surviving for nearly a year before Silas caught a glimpse of the Texas Star in the distance.
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			Before Silas knew it, he was surrounded by people that were just trying to survive like them and needed a safe place to call home. With some elbow grease and a lot of patience, the group transformed the ferris wheel and surrounding area into a new kind of home that was just theirs with their rules. When they found the radio tower supplies, it lit a new spark of life in Silas. He swore to use their 360 view for miles and personal talents to reach anyone left alive and help them to stay that way.
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			<h3>Character Name</h3><span>Silas Star</span>
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			<ul>
				<li><strong>Nickname:</strong> Silas</li>
				<li><strong>Pronouns:</strong> He/Him</li>
				<li><strong>Birthdate:</strong> March 31</li>
				<li><strong>Age:</strong> 27</li>
				<li><strong>Location:</strong> Dallas, TX</li>
				<li><strong>Occupation:</strong> Star Leader</li>
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<span>Courage</span><br />
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<span>Strength</span><br />
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<span>Survival Instinct</span><br />
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				<li>Navy JanSport backpack</li>
				<li class="sub-item">Machete</li>
				<li class="sub-item">Utility Knife</li>
				<li>Worn set of dog tags</li>
				<li>Binoculars</li>
				<li>Map supplies</li>
				<li>Water jug</li>
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			<h3>Personality</h3>
			<content>Silas is an outgoing sort of guy that isn't afraid to get his hands dirty. He is the type of person to be the first say what he his thinking, even when it isn't the best move. He fights fiercely for people that have chosen to become a part of The Star family, and it makes it his personal mission to get to know each and every single person that joins their group. He does not believe that anyone fighting for each other should have an excuse not to be friends. He will go out of his way to make amends when he is wrong, but he is very stubborn about his ideas. Despite his ability to adapt to any situation, he is frustratingly resistant to change and feels strongly that the group is better off keeping their distance from the survivor settlements. The times have gotten hard, though, and enough voices whispering in his ear have him slowly changing his tune.
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			<h3>Bonds</h3>
			<content><div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://66.media.tumblr.com/e7b888d030ac7fd8be57b866214f448e/tumblr_inline_polo3gXXW71ur1bh6_500.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Wild Star</a> - Best friend</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-7.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">River Bones</a> - Crush</span> <span class="bond-desc">A longer description of the relationship that will cause the text to stretch past the threshold and force the scrollbar to appear.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-14.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Billie King</a> - Trusted friend and stuff and things</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
<div class="bondwrap"><span class="bond-av  clrchange"><img src="https://files.jcink.net/uploads2/lovemeundead//av-14.gif"></span><div class="bond-guts"><span class="bond"><a href="#">Billie King</a> - Trusted friend</span> <span class="bond-desc">A short description of the relationship.</span></div></div>
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			<h3>Origin</h3>
			<content>Silas grew up as an only child in San Antonio, Texas with his mother. The pair lived alone together until his mother remarried when Silas was sixteen. He grew up in a modest home and did his best not to ask his mother for too much. They struggled together until her new husband swept her off her feet and they started a new life. One that Silas was permitted to watch, but not join, by his new stepfather. It was nice to see his mom finally have a smile that reached her eyes again, but they had gone from a team to passing ships in the night. Silas threw himself into video games with his friends and would spend endless nights playing warfare games online. The team got together once a week at a failing radio station that one of their parents owned to put on a local radio show where they mostly goofed off and landed a handful of listeners at most in the age of podcasts and digital media. Life seemed good until his father walked through the door.
			<p>
			His father found him at work, coming through the door with the all the confidence in the world demanding to meet his son. Before Silas knew it, he was saying goodbye to the life he knew and the mother he thought he knew to head to Fort Worth with the father who said he had always wanted him. He was able to share his twenty third birthday with his father and half-brother, which stands as one of his best memories to this day. They spent two more years learning about each other before the outbreak hit and shattered his family once more.
			<p>
			The boys got separated from their father as everyone around them rushed about in a panic over what was happening. It was okay, though. They had a rally point! The boys waited for a week at the rally point, which was a hunting blind in a chunk of land that belonged to a friend of their father. One week turned into one month as they scoured the area looking for their dad, dead or alive. Supplies became scarce and the undead were beginning to swarm out of the city in search for food, so the brothers finally decided to move on.
			<p>
			The first year was the hardest. They ran out of ammo quickly and took to using their rifles at bats until finally attaching a knife to the end like a bayonet. Finding food was easier than shelter. When they found a house that seemed rather untouched in the middle of nowhere, the two figured they had lucked out. Unfortunately, the home was occupied. After a scuffle and some mistrust, the brothers convinced the person living alone in the house to go with them since supplies were running out. The group continued to travel, fighting and surviving for nearly a year before Silas caught a glimpse of the Texas Star in the distance.
			<p>
			Before Silas knew it, he was surrounded by people that were just trying to survive like them and needed a safe place to call home. With some elbow grease and a lot of patience, the group transformed the ferris wheel and surrounding area into a new kind of home that was just theirs with their rules. When they found the radio tower supplies, it lit a new spark of life in Silas. He swore to use their 360 view for miles and personal talents to reach anyone left alive and help them to stay that way.
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			<title><![CDATA[Christopher Wood]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 15 Apr 2024 02:02:25 -0700</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://rpgcharacter.cloud/member.php?action=profile&uid=1">Cherry</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<div style="float:right;"><div class="infobox"><span class="infoname">Chris Wood</span><div class="infoimg"><img src="https://images.rpgcharacter.cloud/images/2024/05/16/alt_bgdark.jpeg"></div>
<div class="infocat"><span class="cathead">Basic Information</span><div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Name:</div><div class="linecont">Christopher Wood</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Birthdate:</div><div class="linecont">March 5</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Hometown:</div><div class="linecont">London</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Zodiac Sign Astrology:</div><div class="linecont">Pisces</div></div></div>
<div class="infocat"><span class="cathead">Relationships</span><div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Family:</div><div class="linecont">Penelope Clearwater (Mother)<br />
Oliver Wood (Father)<br />
Jack Wood (Brother)<br />
Katie Wood (Brother)</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Friends:</div><div class="linecont"><ul class="mycode_list"><li>Rosie<br />
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<li>Jocelyn<br />
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<li>Macey</div></div></div></div></div>
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<span class="ch-named">CHRISTOPHER<span class="ch-namedmid">PHILLIP</span>WOOD</span></span><br />
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<span class="ch-head"><b>BASICS!</b></span><br />
<div class="ch-body"><i>I am a 7th year.</i><br />
Hey! My name is <b>Christopher</b>, but you can call me <b>Chris</b>. I'm cooler than you because I am in <b>Slytherin</b> house. I am currently <b>17 years old</b>, but don't let that fool you, I am really <b>mature</b> for my age. I was born on <b>March 5</b>, so you better buy me presents.  Also, I am a <b>pureblood</b>, and I'm damn proud. Oh and I'm from <b>London, England</b> and  I really loved it there. <br />
I wield an 11 inch, birch wand.</div>
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<span class="ch-head">HISTORY!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">
<p>I’ve spent the majority of my life learning how to play Quidditch in the gardens, so I highly recommend you steer clear of challenging me to a game. My father has always been a real hard ass when comes to the game, and I take after him quite a bit, you know? When I was about eight, I fell off my broom and took a pretty big blow to the head. I think it actually straightened out a few things. When I was ten I took a spill off the roof trying to do this awesome move where I would use one of the goal posts as a launch pad to save the quaffle, since my broom wasn’t fast enough for my likings. I’m just grateful mending bones isn’t all that tedious, you know? </p>
<br />
<p>Anyway, my history other than my bumps and bruises is pretty normal. I was born, I grew up, and here I am. If you need more than that then you should try and get to know me. Otherwise, sorry ‘bout your luck.</p>
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<span class="ch-head">GOALS/DREAMS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">My goal is to become a famous keeper. Of course, I would make one hell of a chaser.  Dad wants me to join up with Puddlemere United, but I want to strike out on my own, you know? Make a name for myself and be individual and stuff.</div>
<br />
<span class="ch-head">FAMILY!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">My family consists of:<br />
Oliver Wood, my dad, the best damn Gryffindor captain ever.<br />
Katie Bell, my mum, also a Quidditch legend for the Gryffindors.<br />
---- ----,  my brother. He’s a Gryffindor, so we are rivals on the field. </div>
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<br />
<span class="ch-head">INTERESTS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I really like:<br />
- Quidditch – Honestly though, who doesn’t, you know?<br />
- The News – I might be a reporter someday if my Quidditch falls through. HA!<br />
- Muggleborns – I don’t know why, but they are so interesting. <br />
- Potions – Always a strong point. I’m good at making things work well together.<br />
- People – People are just interesting, you know?</div>
<br />
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<br />
<span class="ch-head">DISLIKES!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I really hate:<br />
- Softies – Grow a backbone.<br />
- Know it alls – Everyone has a weakness, so stop acting like you don’t.<br />
- Sweets <br />
- Quitters<br />
- Losing </div>
<br />
<br />
<span class="ch-head">FEARS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">Ahh, those evil little boggarts. Mine turned into <b>a Hungarian Horntail.</b> It was horrible, so I turned it into <b>a cockroach in tap shoes.</b></div>
<br />
<br />
<span class="ch-head">STRENGTHS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I'm really good at:<br />
- Quidditch – A am the Captain and Keeper  of our team.<br />
- Making Friends<br />
- Writing<br />
- Potions<br />
-Organizing teams</div>
<br />
<br />
<span class="ch-head">WEAKNESSES!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I'm not that great at:<br />
- Subtlety<br />
- Charms<br />
- Being quiet<br />
- Knowing when to stop<br />
- Studying </div>
<br />
<br />
<span class="ch-head">TURN ONS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">Oh, that's dirty. Well, I really get turned on by a girl who knows about her Quidditch. I won’t lie, if I could that would be all I ever talked about. Fans aren’t my thing though, so girls who go goo around me aren’t worth my time. </div>
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<br />
<span class="ch-head">PATRONUS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">This one time, I had to fight off a bunch of dementors. I thought of when <b>my dad bought me my first broom</b>, and conjured up a patronus. Apparently my patronus takes the form of a <b>fox</b>.</div>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div style="float:right;"><div class="infobox"><span class="infoname">Chris Wood</span><div class="infoimg"><img src="https://images.rpgcharacter.cloud/images/2024/05/16/alt_bgdark.jpeg"></div>
<div class="infocat"><span class="cathead">Basic Information</span><div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Name:</div><div class="linecont">Christopher Wood</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Birthdate:</div><div class="linecont">March 5</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Hometown:</div><div class="linecont">London</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Zodiac Sign Astrology:</div><div class="linecont">Pisces</div></div></div>
<div class="infocat"><span class="cathead">Relationships</span><div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Family:</div><div class="linecont">Penelope Clearwater (Mother)<br />
Oliver Wood (Father)<br />
Jack Wood (Brother)<br />
Katie Wood (Brother)</div></div>
<div class="lineitem"><div class="linetit">Friends:</div><div class="linecont"><ul class="mycode_list"><li>Rosie<br />
</li>
<li>Jocelyn<br />
</li>
<li>Macey</div></div></div></div></div>
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<span class="ch-named">CHRISTOPHER<span class="ch-namedmid">PHILLIP</span>WOOD</span></span><br />
<br />
<hr>
<br />
<span class="ch-head"><b>BASICS!</b></span><br />
<div class="ch-body"><i>I am a 7th year.</i><br />
Hey! My name is <b>Christopher</b>, but you can call me <b>Chris</b>. I'm cooler than you because I am in <b>Slytherin</b> house. I am currently <b>17 years old</b>, but don't let that fool you, I am really <b>mature</b> for my age. I was born on <b>March 5</b>, so you better buy me presents.  Also, I am a <b>pureblood</b>, and I'm damn proud. Oh and I'm from <b>London, England</b> and  I really loved it there. <br />
I wield an 11 inch, birch wand.</div>
<br />
<br />
<span class="ch-head">HISTORY!</span><br />
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<p>I’ve spent the majority of my life learning how to play Quidditch in the gardens, so I highly recommend you steer clear of challenging me to a game. My father has always been a real hard ass when comes to the game, and I take after him quite a bit, you know? When I was about eight, I fell off my broom and took a pretty big blow to the head. I think it actually straightened out a few things. When I was ten I took a spill off the roof trying to do this awesome move where I would use one of the goal posts as a launch pad to save the quaffle, since my broom wasn’t fast enough for my likings. I’m just grateful mending bones isn’t all that tedious, you know? </p>
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<p>Anyway, my history other than my bumps and bruises is pretty normal. I was born, I grew up, and here I am. If you need more than that then you should try and get to know me. Otherwise, sorry ‘bout your luck.</p>
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<span class="ch-head">GOALS/DREAMS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">My goal is to become a famous keeper. Of course, I would make one hell of a chaser.  Dad wants me to join up with Puddlemere United, but I want to strike out on my own, you know? Make a name for myself and be individual and stuff.</div>
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<span class="ch-head">FAMILY!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">My family consists of:<br />
Oliver Wood, my dad, the best damn Gryffindor captain ever.<br />
Katie Bell, my mum, also a Quidditch legend for the Gryffindors.<br />
---- ----,  my brother. He’s a Gryffindor, so we are rivals on the field. </div>
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<span class="ch-head">INTERESTS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I really like:<br />
- Quidditch – Honestly though, who doesn’t, you know?<br />
- The News – I might be a reporter someday if my Quidditch falls through. HA!<br />
- Muggleborns – I don’t know why, but they are so interesting. <br />
- Potions – Always a strong point. I’m good at making things work well together.<br />
- People – People are just interesting, you know?</div>
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<span class="ch-head">DISLIKES!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I really hate:<br />
- Softies – Grow a backbone.<br />
- Know it alls – Everyone has a weakness, so stop acting like you don’t.<br />
- Sweets <br />
- Quitters<br />
- Losing </div>
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<span class="ch-head">FEARS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">Ahh, those evil little boggarts. Mine turned into <b>a Hungarian Horntail.</b> It was horrible, so I turned it into <b>a cockroach in tap shoes.</b></div>
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<span class="ch-head">STRENGTHS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I'm really good at:<br />
- Quidditch – A am the Captain and Keeper  of our team.<br />
- Making Friends<br />
- Writing<br />
- Potions<br />
-Organizing teams</div>
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<span class="ch-head">WEAKNESSES!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">I'm not that great at:<br />
- Subtlety<br />
- Charms<br />
- Being quiet<br />
- Knowing when to stop<br />
- Studying </div>
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<span class="ch-head">TURN ONS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">Oh, that's dirty. Well, I really get turned on by a girl who knows about her Quidditch. I won’t lie, if I could that would be all I ever talked about. Fans aren’t my thing though, so girls who go goo around me aren’t worth my time. </div>
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<span class="ch-head">PATRONUS!</span><br />
<div class="ch-body">This one time, I had to fight off a bunch of dementors. I thought of when <b>my dad bought me my first broom</b>, and conjured up a patronus. Apparently my patronus takes the form of a <b>fox</b>.</div>
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