Post by CAELUM BRIAN POYNTER on Apr 11, 2014 12:34:29 GMT -5
CAELUM BRIAN POYNTER
CANON OR ORIGINAL: Orginal
AGE: Seventeen
FACE CLAIM:LEE HONG-KI
YEAR: Seveth
HOUSE:Ravenclaw
OCCUPATION: N/A
BLOOD TYPE: Halfblood
WAND TYPE: Ten and three fourth, Doxy wing, kaya
PETS: Lemur named Sirus, after the star, he's big on Astronomy
ABILITIES: Metamorphmangus, Seer
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LIKES:
Divination
Books
Arithmancy
Birds
Tea
Boys/girls
His sister
Sushi
DISLIKES:
BIGOTS
Liars
Slobs
Whales
Dogs
BIGGEST FEAR: seeeing his family/freinds die in a vision
PERSONALITY:
Soft-spoke
Calm
Rational
Vindictive
Unforgiving
Cynical
Caring
Funny
Thick-skin
Accepting
Open-minded
Intelligent
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MOTHER:
Myeong poynter, nee rho (42)
FATHER:
castor poynter (38)
SIBLINGS:
Altair Poynter (15), Sister & Rigel poynter (12), brother
HISTORY:
Caelum was the first child born to the Poytner family and from the start he was a little strange. At first he wasnt odd in the sense of weird limbs or different ways of doing things, but in the way he carried himself. Even as a small child he held the eyes of someone haunted, it was because he developed a gift normaly found in the females of his family. His visions were prominent throughout his childhood and his parents wrote them off as night- terrors, gave him a dreamless sleep potion and sent him to bed, unware this merely trapped him im the visions. His grandfather was the first to recognize it, his mother had been a seer, though he was surprise thay Caelum had developed it and not Altair. By the time it was discovered Altair had been born and Rigel had had been born. He tried his best to ignore nightmares, he wanted to play with his little brother protect his only sister but he couldn't. He wasn't one to run into things preferring to think it out and go about things calmly. Altair needed someone just as loud and into unpredictable as she was and Rigel needed someon stronger. Little did he know, he protected Altair from something other than getting hurt, he protected her innocence. His severe gift was thethe result of a curse gone wrong, his many times grandmother upset a powerful witch and was cursed to be plagued by death, this manifested in the worst way and continued on through generations.
Everything took a turn for the worse when he was seven, they were at a beach and he was still recovering from an awful visions, Altair had died if drowning and he begged his parents not to let her swim but Altair did as she wanted. When they asked why he simply said the tidal wave, they brushed it if until and it happened, she an as saved but both his dad and grandfather gave him knowing looks. His great-aunt wss brought into help him control his gift, another wedge between the poynter siblings though they stayed close, it was just another thing that made them different from each other. His gift developed over the year and soon he discovered that he alsoo inherited the Metamorphmangus gene from his mother, making the theory that The seer gene skipped Altair because of her mmorphing ability invalid. There were times growning up where his brothers and sister had thought his gift was cool or it was unfair that he got two, but he paid the price for them every night.
His parents, mostly his mother thought it was a bit strange how accepting, and welcoming of death he was, they didn't understand he knew people would die. His family was cursed, no he was cursed for some unknown reason. He liked to think he was protecting his siblings, that it was better him than them but sometime he gets jealous. his first night in the castle was spent avoiding sleeep in the ravenclaw dorms he resided in. His first four years was spent reading very book on divination he could find in the library and deciding to become a curse breaker. The next two years were spent dealing with the guilt of not being able to help those in his visions and finding himself, he realized he like boys and girls equally. He didnt his mother nor anybody for that matter, he knowknows his mother is already ashamed of hid oddness. His sixthyears was spentspent honing his morphing ability, he realised his hair and eye color were tied to his mood, the best idicator oof what he was feeling. His seventh year he hopes he'll find someone he can talk to and trust...perhaps fall in love, only if hedoes having a vision about that person would kil him.
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