Post by PRESTON JANDON SHERWOOD on Mar 9, 2014 1:13:00 GMT -5
Preston Jandon Sherwood
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Original
AGE: Seventeen
FACE CLAIM: Max Carver
YEAR: Seventh
HOUSE: Slytherin
OCCUPATION: N/A
BLOOD TYPE: Pureblood
WAND TYPE: ten inches, Doxy wing, Gingko
PETS: Ferret named Bob
ABILITIES: Animagus- Wolf, Non-verbal(will learn)
freestyle
There laid a note placed carefully on a tape recorder, something that PJ never thought he would see in his uncle’s house and the note read:
“If you ever forgot who you were, for one moment what would you tell yourself if you could, record it.”
Pj took the tape recorder and went up to his room, it was lined with weapons, books, and the normal amount of clothes scatter across the floor….a messy bed. He sprawled out on his bed and turned the tape recorder over in his hand multiple times. He couldn’t help but wonder why he would lose his memory in the first place but then again anything was possible. He sighed and turned the recorder, he started telling his story.
The first think you have to know is your name obviously, it’s Preston Jandon Sherwood, and you’re pureblood…..in case you don’t know what that means it means both your parents and theirs going back so many generation you don’t give a flying flobberworn enough to count are magic. That’s important so remember that….the stick you probably found is an immensely powerful weapon custom made for you….not a back scratcher or a some fancy thingamabob, I don’t know what ill be thinking it is so lets just go with that. Your best friend happens to be Drew Reinhardt, He’s a pureblood too….a bit on the jealous side so don’t even think about looking at the girl called Aisling because well you’ll have to fight….or run because I doubt you’d remember how to access those skills you’ve been trained. Our dear Uncle, knows his father, they do business which isn’t as important now as the things im about to tell you.
The next thing you need to know is that you’re a hunter, and not one of those redneck deer shooting hillbillies, no you hunt the dangerous ones….vampires….werewolves and everything else in the magical enchanted forest. You’re trained to kill, torture and wound anything that stands between you and you’re goals and sometimes you regret things, and sometimes you second guess but you ALWAYS pull through. Now, if you’re wondering about how you normal are I’d settle for goofy, maybe a bit playful but only to those who know you. To outsiders you’re a sarcastic snarky son of gun who doesn’t really care about anything. You pay attention in class and participate just as often as you skip class and get in trouble. You can always see the good in everything but also the downside to every plan. You’re good at seeing your flaws and not your achievements, always looking to improve yourself in some way.
I guess now is a good time to talk about the family, you have a twin brother named Porter, whose a day older than you, so he’s graduated. It was one of those freaky mum spat out the kid around twelve fifty in the evening and the other at one in the morning. You have a sister and a brother named Parker and Penny, apparently our parents had a thing for P names. Your mom’s name is Lynette Sherwood and your father’s name is Thomas Sherwood. Dear old mommy reject the family business leaving you the only one in family that’s currently a hunter, not counting Dear Uncle Blake. The first time you had a taste of what a werewolf was like was when you, Porter (your twin) and Blake (your uncle) Went hunting in the woods, it was your first hunt and it was supposed to be easy but you were betrayed, one of the hunters that your uncle worked with was bitten and turn against you guys. Instead you were facing a whole pack, and something happened, you and your uncle fought them off…mostly your uncle because you were inexperience and you three safely made if back to camp. It was your first memory of what happens when werewolves infest someone, also how a simple bite can turn a brother into a enemy.
Now for the unimportant things, you like girls and maybe a couple of guys you haven’t really experiments with that but you’re not completely against the idea you just favor girls more. You train every day, meditating and training you mind, but also in hand to combat and wand work. Sometimes you Train with some of your friends or your Uncle puts you through obstacle courses. Quidditch and other nonsense doesn’t catch your eye, you like the racer side of things….motorcycles, girls, fast cars, fast brooms, and well you’re a teen age boy I don’t have to tell you about your hormones or how many girls you’ve beded do I? Well that’s all there is to being PJ Sherwood….sounds like a nerd name by the way.
He pressed stop on the tape recorder and put it back were he found it. He looked up to see his Uncle waiting there, he was all dolled up and PJ knew it time to hunt, so he went to get ready.
“If you ever forgot who you were, for one moment what would you tell yourself if you could, record it.”
Pj took the tape recorder and went up to his room, it was lined with weapons, books, and the normal amount of clothes scatter across the floor….a messy bed. He sprawled out on his bed and turned the tape recorder over in his hand multiple times. He couldn’t help but wonder why he would lose his memory in the first place but then again anything was possible. He sighed and turned the recorder, he started telling his story.
The first think you have to know is your name obviously, it’s Preston Jandon Sherwood, and you’re pureblood…..in case you don’t know what that means it means both your parents and theirs going back so many generation you don’t give a flying flobberworn enough to count are magic. That’s important so remember that….the stick you probably found is an immensely powerful weapon custom made for you….not a back scratcher or a some fancy thingamabob, I don’t know what ill be thinking it is so lets just go with that. Your best friend happens to be Drew Reinhardt, He’s a pureblood too….a bit on the jealous side so don’t even think about looking at the girl called Aisling because well you’ll have to fight….or run because I doubt you’d remember how to access those skills you’ve been trained. Our dear Uncle, knows his father, they do business which isn’t as important now as the things im about to tell you.
The next thing you need to know is that you’re a hunter, and not one of those redneck deer shooting hillbillies, no you hunt the dangerous ones….vampires….werewolves and everything else in the magical enchanted forest. You’re trained to kill, torture and wound anything that stands between you and you’re goals and sometimes you regret things, and sometimes you second guess but you ALWAYS pull through. Now, if you’re wondering about how you normal are I’d settle for goofy, maybe a bit playful but only to those who know you. To outsiders you’re a sarcastic snarky son of gun who doesn’t really care about anything. You pay attention in class and participate just as often as you skip class and get in trouble. You can always see the good in everything but also the downside to every plan. You’re good at seeing your flaws and not your achievements, always looking to improve yourself in some way.
I guess now is a good time to talk about the family, you have a twin brother named Porter, whose a day older than you, so he’s graduated. It was one of those freaky mum spat out the kid around twelve fifty in the evening and the other at one in the morning. You have a sister and a brother named Parker and Penny, apparently our parents had a thing for P names. Your mom’s name is Lynette Sherwood and your father’s name is Thomas Sherwood. Dear old mommy reject the family business leaving you the only one in family that’s currently a hunter, not counting Dear Uncle Blake. The first time you had a taste of what a werewolf was like was when you, Porter (your twin) and Blake (your uncle) Went hunting in the woods, it was your first hunt and it was supposed to be easy but you were betrayed, one of the hunters that your uncle worked with was bitten and turn against you guys. Instead you were facing a whole pack, and something happened, you and your uncle fought them off…mostly your uncle because you were inexperience and you three safely made if back to camp. It was your first memory of what happens when werewolves infest someone, also how a simple bite can turn a brother into a enemy.
Now for the unimportant things, you like girls and maybe a couple of guys you haven’t really experiments with that but you’re not completely against the idea you just favor girls more. You train every day, meditating and training you mind, but also in hand to combat and wand work. Sometimes you Train with some of your friends or your Uncle puts you through obstacle courses. Quidditch and other nonsense doesn’t catch your eye, you like the racer side of things….motorcycles, girls, fast cars, fast brooms, and well you’re a teen age boy I don’t have to tell you about your hormones or how many girls you’ve beded do I? Well that’s all there is to being PJ Sherwood….sounds like a nerd name by the way.
He pressed stop on the tape recorder and put it back were he found it. He looked up to see his Uncle waiting there, he was all dolled up and PJ knew it time to hunt, so he went to get ready.
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