Post by Christopher Sterling on Aug 17, 2009 14:14:53 GMT 1
Introducing...
Name:
Christopher Fredo Sterling. As a child he went by Chris, but once he got to school he wanted to go by something a bit more cool and unusual so started to insist everybody call him Topher. Unfortunately the definitely unusual, but not exactly cool, variation of Tofu stuck instead. Now graduated he mostly avoids this unfortunate nickname, but it still persists with some people.
Age:
20th March, 21.
Gender:
Male.
Occupation:
Auror.
Birthplace:
Winchester, Hampshire.
Ethnicity:
Caucasian.
Nationality:
British.
Blood:
Half-blood.
Relatives:
Granparents:
George and Shirley Sterling.
Mason and Helena Jiggers.
Parents:
John Sterling, 48, Advisor to the Minister of Magic.
Lucy Sterling (nee Jiggers), 43, Collector of rare potions ingredients.
Siblings:
Mark Sterling, 23.
Georgia Sterling, 18.
Steven Sterling, 16.
Extended Family:
Uncle Ozwald Jiggers, 47, Current owner of Slug & Jiggers along with wife Henrietta Slug.
Pets:
A tawny owl called Hooter. Technically she belongs to the family and Topher rarely gets to use her as she’s always out sending letters to Georgia’s latest love interest. She’s very patient, difficult to offend and can be trusted with the more delicate packages Topher’s mum sometimes sends for. Topher is often tempted to buy a new owl of his own, but he rarely has need for one and he can always use a ministry owl if Hooter is busy delivering love notes.
A Puffskein called Limey. Limey was the result of a very short-lived relationship Topher had when he was 19. Named for the greenish hue to his fur as well as being a not so flattering anagram of her name (Emily), Limey was a gift Topher bought her to signify their undying love. When the relationship fell apart a week later Emily threw Limey at Topher’s head and screamed that she never wanted to see him again (Topher thought that was a rather cruel thing to say to poor Limey) and so they were stuck with each other. Limey seems quite content with this arrangement and hums happily as soon as he is petted.
Wand Type:
Hazel and Phoenix Feather Core, 14 inches. An excellent all-purpose wand that is especially good in the area of transfiguration. It is strict, definite and precise and may indicate the user’s link with a law-structure or magical sciences. Not very good for the dark arts, but can successfully be used in active defence against them.
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Blonde.
Eye Colour:
Brown.
Build:
Muscular.
Skin Tone:
Lightly tanned going darker in the summer months (if Britain is lucky enough to get a bit of sun).
Height:
6‘3”.
Dress Style:
Topher wears pretty casual clothing, usually jeans and a t-shirt under a light robe in the rather boring colour of black. Occasionally he’ll branch out into a t-shirt with a slogan on it, usually charmed to scroll across his chest or fade inoffensively from one colour into another, or a pair of jeans so tatty they have holes worn in the knees, but mostly he sticks with safe and bland. He would never wear bright, ostentatious colours, not that he really needs to, his chatty nature usually makes up for any ground he might lose in unnoticeable clothing. Topher wishes he could wear sharp suits and fancy dress robes, but he wouldn’t know where to start when it comes to expensive tailoring, so he stays with what he knows.
Specifics:
At 6’3” Topher is tall, but he’s comfortable enough with his height that after the initial impression it’s rarely commented on. The way he carries himself in a group you could almost forget he’s usually a couple of inches taller than everybody he’s with. When struck by the occasional bout of pigheadedness (which he is usually shaken out of by his brother Mark kindly threatening to show everybody Topher knows the pictures of him dressed up as Harry Potter back when he was 10) Topher likes to think of himself as handsome, with a strong jaw, straight nose, nice teeth and good hair. If it wasn’t for the blonde hair he’d claim he fit the criteria of tall, dark and handsome.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual (he thinks) with a side order of curiosity. ((Code for Ann hasn’t made up her mind XD))
Self Image:
Topher has a bit of a hero worship thing going on, ranging from his father to Harry Potter to some of the other Aurors he’s met like Adrian Connery(*cough*and Saeros*cough*). He tries pretty hard to be like them; brave, strong and totally fucking cool, but knows that he sometimes falls a little short of the mark. Still, since qualifying to be an Auror and getting a job at the ministry he’s been pretty pleased with himself as he finally feels like he’s starting to live up to the examples his heroes have set him.
To the Outward Eye:
The first thing that probably springs to mind when other people meet Topher is eager. Sometimes he takes his job a little too seriously and can get a bit pissy if anybody says a bad word against Aurors, the Ministry or his idol Harry Potter. Apart from that though he’s pretty easy going and quick to give out praise even if it’s usually tainted by a surprisingly foul mouth, with swearwords punctuating most sentences and even compliments.
Social Status:
Topher was one of those people at school that everybody knew and most people got along with. He was pretty loud, vocalising his opinions, cracking jokes and, on more than one occasion, making a fool of himself in front of a crowd. Of course there were always going to be people who didn’t like him and he was perfectly willing to return the favour, even getting into a few minor scrapes in his time. Things haven’t changed much since then, just throw in the occasional comment like “Hey, doesn’t your dad work for the Minister?” or “Is your uncle that Apothecary guy?”.
Positive Traits:
Entered a junior potion brewing competition and won with his perfect concoction of Bulbadox Powder. Topher has always been quite adept at potions, but he has no interest in becoming a potions master or entering into the potions ingredient trade like his mother’s side of the family. He was a Beater on the Quidditch Team at school, though Gryffindor never won the House cup (nor did they win many matches) while he was at Hogwarts.
Likes:
Topher’s patronus is a hedgehog. They have a natural curiosity that can be known to get them into trouble.
Boggart:
His boggart appears in the form of a sheer cliff-face that seems to go on for eternity with him standing precariously close to the edge. Topher defeated his boggart by turning it into a bouncy castle instead.
World Passing By
Past Grades:
Potions - O.
Defence Against the Dark Arts - E.
Transfiguration - E.
Charms - A.
Herbology - E.
Appraisal:
Nobody can deny that Topher is a keen worker, although at times this enthusiasm can stray dangerously close to recklessness. He works hard, but still falls a little short of the standards set by the department. Hopefully, given a little time and experience, he’ll become a fine Auror.
History:
Topher had a pretty typical childhood. His mother worked in the rare potions ingredients trade and so she could easily work from home, which was perhaps what contributed to him being the second of four children. His father worked in the ministry, making his way up the ranks through a combination of hard work, honesty and likeability. Topher spent most of his younger years tearing around the house causing a racket with his two brothers. Not that his sister was left out, growing up with three brothers meant that she gave as good as she got and would occasionally corner one of the boys and force them to play dress up with her. So yes, there are photos of Topher dressed as a girl out there, but no, he’s not going to show you.
Born around the time that the magical community was just recovering from the second great war it was naturally a topic that came up a lot during Topher’s early years. His father used to tell him bedtime stories about Harry Potter and the heroic acts performed by he and his friends. It was around that time that Topher decided he wanted to be Harry Potter when he grew up and a little later on, when he realised that wasn’t technically possible without breaking a fair few laws, he settled for becoming an Auror instead. If it was good enough for Potter it was good enough for him and the fact that he’d done with without any NEWTs only gave Topher hope.
School was a good time for Topher. Yes he was serious about becoming an Auror, but he had time for fun too. He was sorted into Gryffindor and made some friends he thought would last him a lifetime, including Rickie Connery. Topher was always vaguely in awe of Rickie’s older brother Adrian, who wanted to be an Auror too and seemed pretty damn awesome to Topher, much cooler than his own siblings anyway. Perhaps it was just that whenever Topher tried to talk about it Rickie got kind of sulky, which only added to the mystery.
Apart from making friends Topher also joined the his house Quidditch Team. It took him a while to work up the courage as he’d always been pretty afraid of heights, but he did it and actually turned out to be a pretty decent beater. However the fact that one of their best players was a boy afraid of heights probably said a lot about the state of the Gryffindor Team and they never really got it together enough to win many matches or even have a shot at the Quidditch Cup.
In his sixth and seventh years at school Topher got serious about studying, working really hard for his NEWTs so he could get the grades required to start training to be an Auror. He fell a little short in Charms, but since the more relaxed entry requirements after Harry and the other heroes of the Great War joined the department he made it in by the skin of his teeth. He trained hard for three years and was so excited about the prospect of finally becoming an Auror.
Disaster struck, though, which Topher’s father caught wind of just in time. Topher hadn’t qualified, he would have to redo his three years of training from scratch if he wanted to try again. Knowing his son would be crushed, John called in all the favours he could and managed to secure Topher a pass, on probation and under the condition that he be partnered with a more experienced Auror who could keep an eye on him until he proved himself capable. Topher was completely oblivious to all of this and just ecstatic that he’d passed. If he found out he would likely be devastated, especially as he believes currently that he achieved his dream through his own hard work.
Roleplay Sample:
Topher’s heart was thundering in his chest, his palms were sweaty and he was pretty close to freaking out. It wasn’t like he hadn’t gone undercover before, he was an Auror after all. But, if he was honest with himself, he hadn’t been all that good at it and all the other occasions had been training exercises with the full backup of his colleagues. He still didn’t really understand what was why he’d got the lowest marks in the class, what was wrong with just wandering up to have a chat with the mark? It wasn’t like he was going to just blurt out ‘oh hay, by the way I’m totally spying on you.’
He took a couple of deep breaths, reminding himself that he wasn’t even really undercover. This wasn’t official business, he was off the clock. Just some guy going to a popular strip club to have some innocent fun… Okay maybe innocent was stretching the definition of the word a little. Anyway if he should happen to overhear and record some irrefutable proof that the scumbag Silas Rosier was up to no good then all the better. And if he didn’t that didn’t matter either, he was just checking out the place, making sure he was familiar with the surroundings for future visits.
Tugging up his collar against the chill evening air in Leicester Square he stood up and cut a determined path across the pavement to Scores, tucked away next to the Odeon with inviting, neon lights over the door that only magical folk could see, the muggle’s eyes sliding past the spot as though it were an empty alleyway. He hadn’t brought his robe, relying instead on a muggle jacket he’d borrowed from Steven who was into the whole muggle clothing thing. It was a little too small for him and tight across the shoulders, but Topher figured it was better to be wearing a jacket on the small side than a full on robe if you were going to be loitering in one of muggle London’s biggest attractions.
Once inside he realised he was going to have to pay to get in to the club proper, what was up with that? Topher muttered a few profanities, which only made the receptionist raise her overly-plucked eyebrows at him, and fumbled in his jeans pocket for the right change. His heart felt like it was going to leap into his throat as he walked past the two burly bouncers on the door, certain that they were going to stop him and throw him out. But they didn’t, not even affording him particular scrutiny.
Topher grinned. Fuck yeah! He was the man! He resisted the urge to punch the air and celebrate his success with a rather loud whoop of joy, realising a reaction like that might turn a few heads. Instead he started a quick sweep of the room, eyes straying over to the stage… Holy fuck, they hadn’t been kidding about the stripper part! Topher averted his eyes, feeling slightly guilty for watching as her fingers strayed dangerously close to unhooking the clasp of her bra. Maybe he’d start over near the bar and work his way up to standing near the naked women…
Out of Character
Name:
Ann.
Age:
Twentyful.
Name of Playby:
Justin Hartley.
Other Characters:
Abraham Grey, Cassie Vimes, Nathaniel Rosier (and August Jensen).
How you found Hex:
Jesus came to me in a vision.
Name:
Christopher Fredo Sterling. As a child he went by Chris, but once he got to school he wanted to go by something a bit more cool and unusual so started to insist everybody call him Topher. Unfortunately the definitely unusual, but not exactly cool, variation of Tofu stuck instead. Now graduated he mostly avoids this unfortunate nickname, but it still persists with some people.
Age:
20th March, 21.
Gender:
Male.
Occupation:
Auror.
Birthplace:
Winchester, Hampshire.
Ethnicity:
Caucasian.
Nationality:
British.
Blood:
Half-blood.
Relatives:
Granparents:
George and Shirley Sterling.
Mason and Helena Jiggers.
Parents:
John Sterling, 48, Advisor to the Minister of Magic.
Lucy Sterling (nee Jiggers), 43, Collector of rare potions ingredients.
Siblings:
Mark Sterling, 23.
Georgia Sterling, 18.
Steven Sterling, 16.
Extended Family:
Uncle Ozwald Jiggers, 47, Current owner of Slug & Jiggers along with wife Henrietta Slug.
Pets:
A tawny owl called Hooter. Technically she belongs to the family and Topher rarely gets to use her as she’s always out sending letters to Georgia’s latest love interest. She’s very patient, difficult to offend and can be trusted with the more delicate packages Topher’s mum sometimes sends for. Topher is often tempted to buy a new owl of his own, but he rarely has need for one and he can always use a ministry owl if Hooter is busy delivering love notes.
A Puffskein called Limey. Limey was the result of a very short-lived relationship Topher had when he was 19. Named for the greenish hue to his fur as well as being a not so flattering anagram of her name (Emily), Limey was a gift Topher bought her to signify their undying love. When the relationship fell apart a week later Emily threw Limey at Topher’s head and screamed that she never wanted to see him again (Topher thought that was a rather cruel thing to say to poor Limey) and so they were stuck with each other. Limey seems quite content with this arrangement and hums happily as soon as he is petted.
Wand Type:
Hazel and Phoenix Feather Core, 14 inches. An excellent all-purpose wand that is especially good in the area of transfiguration. It is strict, definite and precise and may indicate the user’s link with a law-structure or magical sciences. Not very good for the dark arts, but can successfully be used in active defence against them.
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Blonde.
Eye Colour:
Brown.
Build:
Muscular.
Skin Tone:
Lightly tanned going darker in the summer months (if Britain is lucky enough to get a bit of sun).
Height:
6‘3”.
Dress Style:
Topher wears pretty casual clothing, usually jeans and a t-shirt under a light robe in the rather boring colour of black. Occasionally he’ll branch out into a t-shirt with a slogan on it, usually charmed to scroll across his chest or fade inoffensively from one colour into another, or a pair of jeans so tatty they have holes worn in the knees, but mostly he sticks with safe and bland. He would never wear bright, ostentatious colours, not that he really needs to, his chatty nature usually makes up for any ground he might lose in unnoticeable clothing. Topher wishes he could wear sharp suits and fancy dress robes, but he wouldn’t know where to start when it comes to expensive tailoring, so he stays with what he knows.
Specifics:
At 6’3” Topher is tall, but he’s comfortable enough with his height that after the initial impression it’s rarely commented on. The way he carries himself in a group you could almost forget he’s usually a couple of inches taller than everybody he’s with. When struck by the occasional bout of pigheadedness (which he is usually shaken out of by his brother Mark kindly threatening to show everybody Topher knows the pictures of him dressed up as Harry Potter back when he was 10) Topher likes to think of himself as handsome, with a strong jaw, straight nose, nice teeth and good hair. If it wasn’t for the blonde hair he’d claim he fit the criteria of tall, dark and handsome.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual (he thinks) with a side order of curiosity. ((Code for Ann hasn’t made up her mind XD))
Self Image:
Topher has a bit of a hero worship thing going on, ranging from his father to Harry Potter to some of the other Aurors he’s met like Adrian Connery
To the Outward Eye:
The first thing that probably springs to mind when other people meet Topher is eager. Sometimes he takes his job a little too seriously and can get a bit pissy if anybody says a bad word against Aurors, the Ministry or his idol Harry Potter. Apart from that though he’s pretty easy going and quick to give out praise even if it’s usually tainted by a surprisingly foul mouth, with swearwords punctuating most sentences and even compliments.
Social Status:
Topher was one of those people at school that everybody knew and most people got along with. He was pretty loud, vocalising his opinions, cracking jokes and, on more than one occasion, making a fool of himself in front of a crowd. Of course there were always going to be people who didn’t like him and he was perfectly willing to return the favour, even getting into a few minor scrapes in his time. Things haven’t changed much since then, just throw in the occasional comment like “Hey, doesn’t your dad work for the Minister?” or “Is your uncle that Apothecary guy?”.
Positive Traits:
- Adventurous - Topher loves trying new things and he won’t let a little apprehension put him off; it’s usually more fun if its slightly dangerous. You can’t be a hero if you don’t put yourself in situations where one might be needed after all. Although he could do with realising that sometimes it just means that he needs rescuing instead.
- Brave - Of course there are things that Topher isn’t too fond of, heights is one of them, but he still joined the quidditch team. His heroes have taught him that you have to face up to your fears, not to mention his brothers would give him a whole lot of shit if he wimped out.
- Determined - If at first you don’t succeed try, try and try again, with an extra helping of effort. Once Topher sets his mind to something he does it, no matter how long it takes. Sometimes, however, getting the job done can become more important than doing it right.
- Friendly - Topher grew up with a lot of siblings, spent his school years in a dorm and trained up to become an auror with his fair share of colleagues. He’s not used to being alone and actively seeks out company. He’s pretty talkative, which doesn’t leave much room for awkward silences and that can put people at ease when making friends.
- Curious - He doesn’t like secrets, or mysteries, or being out of the loop. Once something catches his interest he likes to know everything he can about it. If you put a box in front of Topher and forbid him from looking inside he’d spent the next hour battling with his curiosity until he just had to take a peek.
- Over-eager - Sometimes he forgets that boundaries are there for a reason, that its okay to sit back and take a more logical route to solving a problem even if it doesn’t get immediate results. Topher is very much one for instant gratification and he doesn’t like waiting at all.
- Blunt - If there were classes in subtlety and tact he would fail them both miserably. Topher’s approach to life is to pretty much tackle it head on, if he wants to know something he’ll just ask straight up and he has a habit of stating the obvious even if everybody is aware of it.
- Unintentionally Rude - It wasn’t like his parents didn’t teach him manners, but somewhere along the way he picked up swearwords and never really put them down again. It didn’t matter how many times his teachers gave him detention they just kept slipping out until even they despaired of ever getting him to stop. He doesn’t pull any punches when it comes to stating the obvious either, so if you’re easily offended beware.
- Too Talkative - Topher never shuts up, like ever. It isn't so much that he likes the sound of his own voice (although if you asked he’d say it didn’t sound bad) its more that he just has to say what’s on his mind, or chip into conversations even if they don’t involve him. This can be a bit of a problem when it comes to secret keeping as they tend to slip out when you’re chatting all the time.
- Workaholic - He’s pretty dedicated to his job, some might say overly dedicated. Topher is always looking for more that he can do now that he‘s an auror, he’ll volunteer to do the crappy jobs that nobody else wants just so he can be working. He only leaves the office in the evenings when the cleaners throw him out, which they’ve learnt to do because otherwise they’re pretty sure he’d sleep there.
Entered a junior potion brewing competition and won with his perfect concoction of Bulbadox Powder. Topher has always been quite adept at potions, but he has no interest in becoming a potions master or entering into the potions ingredient trade like his mother’s side of the family. He was a Beater on the Quidditch Team at school, though Gryffindor never won the House cup (nor did they win many matches) while he was at Hogwarts.
Likes:
- Quidditch - Both watching and playing. It’s an exciting game, brooms can go really ridiculously fast and as a beater he gets to hit things with a bat. What’s not to like?
- The Chudley Canons - A source of constant disappointment to Topher as they really never win and consistently come last in every league. He wouldn’t support any other team though.
- Potions - His mother’s side of the family is so involved in the potions trade that he couldn’t really avoid this one. He’s pretty good at brewing and knows plenty of potions recipes off by heart although this knowledge isn’t a patch on the kinds of thing his mother and uncle know.
- His Job - Ever since he was little he wanted to be an Auror and now that he is the enthusiasm really hasn’t worn off at all.
- Vanilla Lattes - (With cream, sprinkles and marshmallows.) A secret, guilty pleasure of Topher’s, he considers it a rather girly drink and only orders one when he’s sure nobody he knows will see him drinking it.
- Justice - Topher likes it when the good guys win and the bad guys get what they deserve, all to the letter of the law of course.
- Orange - The colour more than the fruit. It’s bright and interesting and also the colour of his quidditch team.
- Esmerelda Evadale - (Lead singer of the popular magical band Gillyweed.) He has a bit of a boyish crush on her and still has posters of her and her band up in his room. He keeps her signed CD on his desk at work and endures endless amounts of teasing because of it. Topher has met her twice and was speechless on both of those occasions.
- Halloween - A chance to dress up as somebody else. While other children picked their favourite monster costume Topher always chose to be Harry Potter. He had to stop that tradition when he started training to be an Auror of course as dressing up as your boss is a little embarrassing.
- Waiting - Waiting is boring and it’s the period of time before Topher can do or have something he really wants. Why would he like it?
- Surprises - In his line of work surprises can get you killed. He doesn’t even like the nice surprises as he considers them a personal affront to his detecting skills. As an Auror he should always be aware so he gets sulky if he doesn’t realise something’s up.
- Peas - The worst of all vegetables in his opinion, they taste funny and they’re difficult to eat. They keep tumbling off his fork!
- Breaking the Rules - The rules are there for a reason right? Topher doesn’t want to win if he can’t do it honestly, otherwise you’re no better than the cheaters.
- Voldemort’s Supporters - Even the ones that have supposedly reformed earn his scorn. He doesn’t understand how anybody could follow a murderer, commit crimes willingly and believe in a cause that involves hurting innocent people.
- Paperwork - Topher is more of an action man and one of his least favourite parts of his job is having to write about it afterwards or filling out countless forms before you’re allowed to perform any of the really cool magic.
- Tofu - The nickname is just so embarrassing and uncool!
- Secrets - Not only does Topher not like being out of the loop, but he’s rubbish at keeping them and always feels guilty if he betrays people’s confidence, even by accident.
- Sharing Food - There’s nothing Topher hates more than going on a date with a girl who orders a salad and then proceeds to eat all his food. He didn’t like having to share his sweets with his siblings when he was a kid either.
- Heights - He’s not really sure why, but being really high up makes him nervous. Topher is normally okay on a broom, so long as he doesn’t look down too often, but you can still tell that he’s scared shitless.
Topher’s patronus is a hedgehog. They have a natural curiosity that can be known to get them into trouble.
Boggart:
His boggart appears in the form of a sheer cliff-face that seems to go on for eternity with him standing precariously close to the edge. Topher defeated his boggart by turning it into a bouncy castle instead.
World Passing By
Past Grades:
Potions - O.
Defence Against the Dark Arts - E.
Transfiguration - E.
Charms - A.
Herbology - E.
Appraisal:
Nobody can deny that Topher is a keen worker, although at times this enthusiasm can stray dangerously close to recklessness. He works hard, but still falls a little short of the standards set by the department. Hopefully, given a little time and experience, he’ll become a fine Auror.
History:
Topher had a pretty typical childhood. His mother worked in the rare potions ingredients trade and so she could easily work from home, which was perhaps what contributed to him being the second of four children. His father worked in the ministry, making his way up the ranks through a combination of hard work, honesty and likeability. Topher spent most of his younger years tearing around the house causing a racket with his two brothers. Not that his sister was left out, growing up with three brothers meant that she gave as good as she got and would occasionally corner one of the boys and force them to play dress up with her. So yes, there are photos of Topher dressed as a girl out there, but no, he’s not going to show you.
Born around the time that the magical community was just recovering from the second great war it was naturally a topic that came up a lot during Topher’s early years. His father used to tell him bedtime stories about Harry Potter and the heroic acts performed by he and his friends. It was around that time that Topher decided he wanted to be Harry Potter when he grew up and a little later on, when he realised that wasn’t technically possible without breaking a fair few laws, he settled for becoming an Auror instead. If it was good enough for Potter it was good enough for him and the fact that he’d done with without any NEWTs only gave Topher hope.
School was a good time for Topher. Yes he was serious about becoming an Auror, but he had time for fun too. He was sorted into Gryffindor and made some friends he thought would last him a lifetime, including Rickie Connery. Topher was always vaguely in awe of Rickie’s older brother Adrian, who wanted to be an Auror too and seemed pretty damn awesome to Topher, much cooler than his own siblings anyway. Perhaps it was just that whenever Topher tried to talk about it Rickie got kind of sulky, which only added to the mystery.
Apart from making friends Topher also joined the his house Quidditch Team. It took him a while to work up the courage as he’d always been pretty afraid of heights, but he did it and actually turned out to be a pretty decent beater. However the fact that one of their best players was a boy afraid of heights probably said a lot about the state of the Gryffindor Team and they never really got it together enough to win many matches or even have a shot at the Quidditch Cup.
In his sixth and seventh years at school Topher got serious about studying, working really hard for his NEWTs so he could get the grades required to start training to be an Auror. He fell a little short in Charms, but since the more relaxed entry requirements after Harry and the other heroes of the Great War joined the department he made it in by the skin of his teeth. He trained hard for three years and was so excited about the prospect of finally becoming an Auror.
Disaster struck, though, which Topher’s father caught wind of just in time. Topher hadn’t qualified, he would have to redo his three years of training from scratch if he wanted to try again. Knowing his son would be crushed, John called in all the favours he could and managed to secure Topher a pass, on probation and under the condition that he be partnered with a more experienced Auror who could keep an eye on him until he proved himself capable. Topher was completely oblivious to all of this and just ecstatic that he’d passed. If he found out he would likely be devastated, especially as he believes currently that he achieved his dream through his own hard work.
Roleplay Sample:
Topher’s heart was thundering in his chest, his palms were sweaty and he was pretty close to freaking out. It wasn’t like he hadn’t gone undercover before, he was an Auror after all. But, if he was honest with himself, he hadn’t been all that good at it and all the other occasions had been training exercises with the full backup of his colleagues. He still didn’t really understand what was why he’d got the lowest marks in the class, what was wrong with just wandering up to have a chat with the mark? It wasn’t like he was going to just blurt out ‘oh hay, by the way I’m totally spying on you.’
He took a couple of deep breaths, reminding himself that he wasn’t even really undercover. This wasn’t official business, he was off the clock. Just some guy going to a popular strip club to have some innocent fun… Okay maybe innocent was stretching the definition of the word a little. Anyway if he should happen to overhear and record some irrefutable proof that the scumbag Silas Rosier was up to no good then all the better. And if he didn’t that didn’t matter either, he was just checking out the place, making sure he was familiar with the surroundings for future visits.
Tugging up his collar against the chill evening air in Leicester Square he stood up and cut a determined path across the pavement to Scores, tucked away next to the Odeon with inviting, neon lights over the door that only magical folk could see, the muggle’s eyes sliding past the spot as though it were an empty alleyway. He hadn’t brought his robe, relying instead on a muggle jacket he’d borrowed from Steven who was into the whole muggle clothing thing. It was a little too small for him and tight across the shoulders, but Topher figured it was better to be wearing a jacket on the small side than a full on robe if you were going to be loitering in one of muggle London’s biggest attractions.
Once inside he realised he was going to have to pay to get in to the club proper, what was up with that? Topher muttered a few profanities, which only made the receptionist raise her overly-plucked eyebrows at him, and fumbled in his jeans pocket for the right change. His heart felt like it was going to leap into his throat as he walked past the two burly bouncers on the door, certain that they were going to stop him and throw him out. But they didn’t, not even affording him particular scrutiny.
Topher grinned. Fuck yeah! He was the man! He resisted the urge to punch the air and celebrate his success with a rather loud whoop of joy, realising a reaction like that might turn a few heads. Instead he started a quick sweep of the room, eyes straying over to the stage… Holy fuck, they hadn’t been kidding about the stripper part! Topher averted his eyes, feeling slightly guilty for watching as her fingers strayed dangerously close to unhooking the clasp of her bra. Maybe he’d start over near the bar and work his way up to standing near the naked women…
Out of Character
Name:
Ann.
Age:
Twentyful.
Name of Playby:
Justin Hartley.
Other Characters:
Abraham Grey, Cassie Vimes, Nathaniel Rosier (and August Jensen).
How you found Hex:
Jesus came to me in a vision.
