Post by Albus P. W. B. Dumbledore on Apr 19, 2009 20:17:15 GMT 9.5
hey,
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
what are you fighting for?
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
what are you fighting for?
help me out said the minnow to the trout
nick names»» Just Albus
birthdate»» July, 1881
age»» 150
gender»» male
sexuality»» straight
blood»» mixed
squib or magical»» Magical of course
canon or original»» Canon
member group»» adult (headmaster), was in gryffindor once though
view on squibs»» for, all people deserve a fair chance.
voldemort or harry»» Harry of course, though its quite sad that a man like Voldemort fell through the cracks of society so easily.
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please, I know that we're different
school»» hogwarts, I was a gryffindor there now I am headmaster.
house»» Again Gryffindor of course.
patronus»» That is so hard to tell. I had so many fond memories in my time that eventually one could not keep track of all of them. Though I would say that I do have a few that I do enjoy and they usually make my best patronus'. One of my more recent fond memories, had to of been doing the right thing in making sure that the boy who lived, Harry James Potter, had gotten accepted to the school. That I very well made sure of. And having watched the boy and his two closest friends grow up in a happier world. There were days I felt that him and his friends were like family to me, though I think of the rest of the school the same way, including the staff. That's what we all were, one very outgoing and strange family.
I would have to say that there never was ever a day that I was not fond of when it came to how bright all the students that I watched over were. Some I do know had very miss leading paths that they took, but that never meant that I stopped ever caring for them. So I would have to say that the school would have to be the best one that I have. Though my patronus is after my most cherished of all, my phoenix, Fawks. I couldn't possibly live without him. He's the best creature that I have ever known. A very caring bird indeed.
boggart»» Seeing my sisters death. Though since death of others has been a very major problem to handle.
mirror of erised»» That my family can be back together and happy.
amortentia»»
- Sherbet lemons (basically sweet candy)
- Chocolate
- Fireplace burning wood
discovering magic»» Well I discovered magic much like all other magical families did. Basically I was born to it. I enjoyed when I was very young being what I was. Then many complications began to get in the way through my later years. Though that's not the important part right now. The important part is how in the first place I actually came about knowing that I myself had the magical spark so to say. For I believe that each child does have a special spark that tells them. Sort of brings a minor awakening to the idea.
Actually my first experience with magic was when I actually very little. Now granted I don't remember the experience now due to the fact that I am getting up there in age. That particular fond memory is either at the back of my mind or in my pensive. Which one it is I have no idea. Funny kind of ironic no? Ah well right. Though I don't remember I am sure it had to be good. I think anyway...silly me and my poor memory.
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we're not that different after all
eyes»» blue
body type»» Skinny but average
distinguishing features»» Scar on knee in the shape of London
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not your everyday circumstance
- ting patterns
- chamber music
- tenpin bowling
- sherbet lemons
- thingyroach Clusters
- hot cocoa
- raspberry jam
- Acid Pops
- pair of warm socks
- Fawks
dislikes»»
- Death
- Death Eaters
- Voldemort
- Ministry
- Nasty tasting Every Flavor Beans
- Wet socks
- Nightmares
- Pink
- Being away from the school at heated moments
- And overly snobby, thingyy, and arrogant people
strengths»»
- Alchemy
- Transfiguration
- Legilimency
- casts spells without a wand
- Can become invisible without a cloak
- Can send messages with his Patronus
- Speaks Mermish and other languages. Understand quite a few as well.
weaknesses»»
- Sometimes trusts to easily
- Not always the most perceptive
- not immortal
- has a major sweets loving
- And sometimes can be to over confident
habits and quirks»»
- Showing up at the right moment
- Know things before others do
- steeple fingers when deep in thought
- Constantly gets lost in ones thoughts
- tends to pace a lot
secrets»» at least one
five words»»
[li] Loyal "When I make friends I usually stick to them. Very rare do I give out on a close friend."
[/li][li] Virtuous "Yes I believe in high morals. I think everyone should."
[/li][li] Smart "Yes I am smart. That's why I am so complicated."
[/li][li] Open Minded "I see to the future and I try to help the present. I believe in change."
[/li][li] Kind "I care for anyone who seeks it. Rarely do I ever show a cold shoulder to anyone."
full personality»» I can summarize it down that would be the best. Otherwise we all may be here for a while.
I am an strong assertive person. If I wasn't I wouldn't be the headmaster that I am now. So I have thanks to that strength that I am. Though I still am conscientious of how I present that authority to others. I respect and do try to put others before even my responsibilities sometimes. I have a feeling that may get me one day into a bit of trouble. Fortunately that day is not today. Thank the heavens for that.
Okay one of my best traits I must say is being very empathic to others. That is how come I have such a weakness to helping others. I never like seeing people emotionally in pain or grief. So I am one to be very easy to talk to over stressful matters. Though one may not know it, but I am a very social and outgoing sort of guy. I do enjoy my days off, spending it with those I call my friends. If I could I would talk a night away for how social I am. I enjoy company, and people to talk and share it with. Loneliness just doesn't bode well with me.
When I jump into any endeavor I find myself having high optimism. And depending on the situation that optimism may stay. It usually depends on how hard things are in what I am doing. Though through most things I do find myself being very optimistic. As for others, I do trust a lot. And maybe sometimes I do way to much. But what can I say I'm and old softy at heart. I can't help but give others a chance.
Though through most everything I have much courage. After all that's part of the reason I was a gryffindor. It was one of my attributes as a growing student. Honestly it is the main drive that keeps me going through my day. Kind of ironic. And I do hold a high moral code to myself. I believe having good virtues and beliefs are a strong thing to have. Though like anyone their are days that I do find myself feeling very lowly of who and what I am. But those days are few and none usually. I, on most part have a good self worth of ones self.[/size][/li][/ul]
i've fallen from my nest so high above
hometown»» Godric's Hollow.
parents»»
- Kendra Dumbledore (mother)
- Percival Dumbledore (father)
siblings»»
- Aberforth (younger brother)
- Ariana (younger sister)
other family»» None
family pets»» Fawks is it.
full history»»
I was the oldest of three children. My parents were Kendra and Percival. My father was a wizard and my mother was muggle born. I was content with what I was since the day I was born, being wizard and all. Life seemed like it couldn't be any less better for me that is until I got a bit older. I was ten when it happened. My sister had been out and about, and suddenly from out of no where three muggle boys ended up beating her up. Now granted what would one find so intriguing about that.
Well it so happened that my sister had frightened them with showing off some of her magic to them. One normally wouldn't find that much of a big deal, but most muggles are not used to such concepts as magic. She did survive, but she was never the same again. My father on the other hand was sent to Azkaban Prison due to the fact that he went and attacked the boys back for having hurt my little sister Ariana. That was when my mother had decided to move us from Mould-on-the-Wold to Godric's Hollow. And that was where I lived for the longest while. That is until I managed to get my letter of acceptance to Hogwarts and actually attend the school myself.
I went onto Hogwarts with great enthusiasm. I had become a Gryffindor, which I was very proud of becoming. And I enjoyed my many studies as a student there. Now granted I was a bit of a wild one a little later in my years, but as things go things soon die away over time. But I was a very well to do high student. Even if I did try burning curtains in my days of going to school. What can I say they were very ugly, to put it mildly of course. Yet somehow that's beside the point.
Well in1899 I was to have go off on a world tour with a man named Elphias Doge. Yet unfortunately tragedy hit again and I had no choice but to stay behind. MY mother had been killed by my sister from one of her many outbursts. Of course it was an accident, things do happen. After all her powers were not kept in check. Yet as things go, I was a young and stupid fool. I felt that I had other plans to worry about when I met Gellert Grindewald. So unfortunately my dear sister got neglected. My brother and I had a heat debate about it and in the process my sister ended up dead. That was when Grindewald fled, taking his ideas with him as he left. I regretted every day after that what I had done.
However I moved on. Discovered the 12 uses of dragons blood, divulged into the world of alchemy with Nicholas Flamel, became a professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts, and then later became Headmaster of the esteemed school. I had earned many awards over time, to many sometimes I feel to count. And now my most recent endeavor has been with the boy who lived, and the tragic becoming of the person who is known as Lord Voldemort. I believe that brings everything up to date so far.
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we were one cell in the sea in the beginning
age»» 23
experience»» I'm as bad as Albus I cam remember...lol...
contact information»» Look at my profile
how did you find us»» been here....still here.....
anything else»» I just want to say I love this character. He is the most transmittable mysterious wizard I have ever seen. And I like playing mysterious people.
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It was late, but not all could sleep. A figured paced back and forth in the familiar room they knew as the headmasters or headmistresses depending on the person at times, office. He was pacing back and forth trying to unravel the thoughts that were coursing through his mind. Now granted the man had many thoughts. Some more substantial than others. Yet with this point in time he wanted answers, facts. He wanted something to grasp onto that made some sort of cognitive sense. However like a thought that swirled in a pensive it could easily if touched by a hand have slipped right on through his fingers.
He let his fingers lace in front of him as he paced back and forth. He reached them up to his face, the index's pointing up and pressed gently to his lips in a thoughtful sort of pose. He paced a few times this way, back and forth across the room. He then let them drop to his sides as he paced his way back to his desk. He then let his hands lay flat on the desk in front of him as he looked down at what was on it. A verification paper that squibs would be joining the school now was laying upside down from his view. Quite frankly as much as he didn't mind other blood line types, he still didn't know what to make of this developement. Of course he was one of the one's who had thought it to be a good idea. But he was constantly wondering just how the students would react to such a development.
He gave that some more thought, but it wasn't the only one that was crossing his mind. He did however look to Fawks though and gave him a curious look. He respected his bird. Albus loved his phoenix dearly. And he knew that at any time he could talk to him and not have to worry about a bad response. And so he felt compelled to ask the bird what it thought on the matter at hand.
"Well Fawks what do you think." he questioned and waited a second before continuing. "Ah well you probably would have given a positive response either way."
He patted the phoenix on the head. He went over to his desk drawer and pulled out a treat for Fawks and brought it to him to eat. As he held his hand out for Fawks to take the treat from him, he mind drifted back into those thoughts he previously had. They never seemed to ever go away. Though how could they. Dumbledore was a responsible man. He had to always have a lot to think about. After knowing that Fawks took the food he began to pet him again for a bit. Then he stopped and looked out one of his windows, the dark night filled his gaze, save for the full moon he saw. That allowed him to see over the grounds of the school. He could tell it was going to be a long year.
He let his fingers lace in front of him as he paced back and forth. He reached them up to his face, the index's pointing up and pressed gently to his lips in a thoughtful sort of pose. He paced a few times this way, back and forth across the room. He then let them drop to his sides as he paced his way back to his desk. He then let his hands lay flat on the desk in front of him as he looked down at what was on it. A verification paper that squibs would be joining the school now was laying upside down from his view. Quite frankly as much as he didn't mind other blood line types, he still didn't know what to make of this developement. Of course he was one of the one's who had thought it to be a good idea. But he was constantly wondering just how the students would react to such a development.
He gave that some more thought, but it wasn't the only one that was crossing his mind. He did however look to Fawks though and gave him a curious look. He respected his bird. Albus loved his phoenix dearly. And he knew that at any time he could talk to him and not have to worry about a bad response. And so he felt compelled to ask the bird what it thought on the matter at hand.
"Well Fawks what do you think." he questioned and waited a second before continuing. "Ah well you probably would have given a positive response either way."
He patted the phoenix on the head. He went over to his desk drawer and pulled out a treat for Fawks and brought it to him to eat. As he held his hand out for Fawks to take the treat from him, he mind drifted back into those thoughts he previously had. They never seemed to ever go away. Though how could they. Dumbledore was a responsible man. He had to always have a lot to think about. After knowing that Fawks took the food he began to pet him again for a bit. Then he stopped and looked out one of his windows, the dark night filled his gaze, save for the full moon he saw. That allowed him to see over the grounds of the school. He could tell it was going to be a long year.