Post by mustrumstibbons on Nov 4, 2008 1:50:44 GMT 1
Introducing...
Name:
Mustrum Eric Stibbons. Most people know him as Stibbons or Stibs. A select few call him Mustard, although he hates this nickname. (In reality far more people think of him as Mustard than he cares to admit.)
Age:
February 13th 2007, 15.
Gender:
Male.
Year:
Fifth Year.
Birthplace:
In a broken down ambulance on the North Circular. His parents had planned a proper birth in St. Mungos, but his mother went into labour while they were at the ballet and with all those muggles around they couldn‘t really do anything but accept the ambulance. Stibbons thinks his mother has never quite forgiven him for ruining her satin gown when her water broke.
Ethnicity:
Caucasian.
Blood:
Halfblood.
Relatives:
At Hogwarts: Faye Marigold Stibbons (Sister, 12)
Grandparents: Christopher and Samantha Stibborns. Stibbons has never met them as his mother insisted he didn’t associate with muggleborn riffraff.
Eric and Faye Crabbe. (Purebloods.)
Parents: Reginald Stibbons (46) and Heather Stibbons [nee Crabbe] (52)
Pets:
Barney. A bedraggled owl with a bad temper. He doesn’t like Stibbons (for a very good reason) and so he often has to get his “friends” to “help” when he wants to send a letter home to his parents. His mother insists he sends home reports of school at least once a week. Barney was once a majestic barn owl given to Stibbons as a gift for starting Hogwarts, but after a run in with a bungled incendio spell back in second year he’s never quite recovered.
Kurda. A fat toad with little to no personality. Stibbons gets on with Kurda a lot better than he does with Barney, the toad sits on his desk and eats flies. He only moves when absolutely necessary and sometimes he sits so still Stibbons forgets him and has to go back to class to pick him up.
Wand Type:
Elder, Dragon Heartstring, 8". Mustrum's wand is very powerful when it wants to be, but can often be sudden and unpredictable. It is is good for strength orientated spells and those that involve the complete destruction and reconstruction of objects, but is very poor at areas of magic like charms and divination. The wand is also good for dark spells or the defence against them. (For Stibbons the wand seems to work best when he performs a spell unobserved, for example if he was to cast a hex on somebody when their back was turned, but it generally all goes a bit pear-shaped in a duel situation where the standings are more fair.)
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Brown.
Eye Colour:
Brown.
Build:
Rather weedy. In fact he often looks like a strong gust of wind could blow him over.
Skin Tone:
Fair.
Height:
5’10”.
Dress Style:
Heather Stibbons would simply die of embarrassment if her son ever wore anything less than the best wizarding robes. Unfortunately the family does not have limitless funds at their disposal so his robes are often second hand or discounted because they were last seasons fashions. She’s banned him from wearing muggle clothing, but Stibbons has a pair of worn out jeans and a scruffy checked shirt secreted away in the bottom of his school trunk. He doesn’t wear them often because he often gets the paranoid that his mother will find out somehow. If anybody tried to take a picture of him wearing said muggle clothing he would dive behind the nearest object to hide. In the one magical photo he has of himself in the “disgraceful” outfit the only part of him that’s visible is his arm as his sister tries to pull him out from behind a tree.
Specifics:
Much to his mother’s dismay his hair is often quite unruly and it really doesn’t help that he sometimes forgets to brush it. Apart from that small detail Stibbons is often quite well turned out, if a little on the scrawny side. He doesn’t look remotely threatening and he often fades into the background to the point that people forget he’s there.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual.
Self Image:
From an early age Stibbons has had it drilled into his head that he was a bit of a disappointment. Despite this apart from the occasional bout of self doubt he is reasonably confident. He doesn’t have a particularly high opinion of himself, and he definitely wishes he could put on some muscle so he wasn’t so skinny, but rather thinks of himself as distinctly average. He doesn’t fail his subjects, but he doesn’t excel either, instead his talents lie in wheedling his way into other people’s spheres of influence. He prides himself on mostly being able to celebrate their victories and avoid their downfalls.
To the Outward Eye:
“Mustrum who? Oh, you mean Stibbons.” He doesn’t exactly associate with people that are liked by everyone in the school, but for the most part he sticks to the background letting other people take the limelight. People may at times finds the way he sits and watches without saying anything a little creepy as he has a rather direct stare. Since he’s rather selfish he isn’t likely to extend the hand of friendship unless he can see something in it for himself. All of said friendships definitely leave him as the underdog in terms of power.
Social Status:
Stibbons definitely isn’t popular. Apart from the fact that people have the habit of forgetting he’s there he tries quite hard not to make a large impression. Mostly people know him by association rather for anything he has achieved himself.
Positive Traits:
Juggling - Stibbons definitely isn’t a performer, but sometimes when he’s on his own he likes to juggle. He’s actually pretty good and can do all sorts of tricks, but he never does it in public because he doesn’t want to draw a crowd.
Quidditch - Stibbons is a semi-decent quidditch player provided he isn’t in one of the positions that have a lot of pressure or glory involved. His favourite position is beater because responsibility is shared and it doesn’t have the pressure of scoring.
Gobstones - Of all the magical games this is Stibbons’s favourite. When he can persuade people to play he often wins and leaves them wondering exactly how it happened. Of course most of his fellow students are more interested in wizard’s chess or exploding snap.
Likes:
Calligraphy - Stibbons loves the often overlooked art of calligraphy. He often spends time in the library looking at some of the really old magical books just because they were written at time where there were no printers. Back then having neat script actually counted for something.
Quidditch - He follows all the major matches. Stibbons can be a bit of an annoyance to watch quidditch with because he always backs whoever is winning, then insists he was behind the winning team all along. He has quite a collection of teams scarves because he likes to support whoever the winning team of the season is.
Gobstones - He got an expensive and intricately designed set for his thirteenth birthday that he guards jealously. It is probably his most prized possession and he rarely lets anybody actually play with it, preferring to use his old battered set instead.
Scrivenshaft’s Quill Shop - He has a secret desire to work here some day and always stops in whenever they have a Hogsmeade weekend. For this reason he has rather more quills than he really needs, because he doesn’t like to look out of place browsing the shelves without buying anything.
Brussels Sprouts - A rather undervalued vegetable in Stibbon’s opinion. He wishes the house-elves would serve them more often, rather than just around Christmas.
Dislikes:
Being the centre of attention - Stibbons likes to be the one in the crowd laughing when somebody falls over rather than the one falling over. He’s a listener rather than a talker and his particular form of manipulation works by observing and discovering people’s faults which he can’t do if everybody is staring at him.
Being called Mustard - Stibbons isn’t a condiment and he doesn’t want to be known as one. He feels the name is far too quirky and attention grabbing which is also why he goes by Stibbons rather than Mustrum. Besides mustard is gross.
Glitter - Far too sparkly and audacious for his tastes. He cried on his eighth birthday when his sister got him a card with glitter in it. Manly because when he opened the card it spilled out across his lap and he couldn’t get it off for ages.
Poor Handwriting - He finds it the ultimate in bad manners. If you’re going to write something it only takes a little care and attention to make it look presentable.
Bacon - Nasty, ikky and far too greasy. Stibbons hates the smell of it and will often skip breakfast just to avoid it.
Patronus:
An oversized rat with a tattered ear. Stibbons feels there is a lot of unjustified bad press about rats in general. He doesn’t understand why some people fear them and he likes the way they stick to the shadows and are resourceful scavengers.
Boggart:
Stibbons skipped the lesson on boggarts because he thought it best not to reveal his greatest fear to a room full of people. This means that even he doesn‘t know exactly what it is. He likes to think it would be something worthy like being tortured by a room full of frightful wizards, but in actuality it is a giant bloodsucking leech.
World Passing By
Subjects:
Astronomy - A
Charms - E
Defence Against the Dark Arts - A
Herbology - E
History of Magic - P
Potions - O
Transfiguration - A
Arithmancy - A
Divination - P
Report:
Stibbons doesn’t make much of an impression in class so quite a lot of his reports say things like “Mister Stibbons has made an all round satisfactory contribution in class.” Which is, for the most part, true. He works well in groups and always does just enough work to scrape by.
Personal Statement:
Stibbons doesn’t really love any of his subjects, but he doesn’t hate them either. By far his favourite subject is potions and so it’s the only one anybody sees him ever remotely enthusiastic about. With the rest of them he just sort of coasts through, he’d be the sort to do people’s homework for them, but nobody really wants him to because his mind isn’t remarkable enough.
History:
Heather Crabbe was always destined to marry a pureblood wizard. Born two years prior to the first downfall of the great Lord Voldemort she was groomed from an early age to be the perfect dark pureblood and Death Eater. Unfortunately for her Eric Crabbe passed on unpleasant Neanderthal characteristics of his family and her mother ever so kindly gifted her with an impressive jaw and buckteeth. And so Heather Crabbe looks remarkably like a horse.
Pureblood wizards are known for arranging and carrying out marriages young so that more children can be popped out to continue the family name. Heather, with her broad shoulders and tendency to snort when she laughed was unpopular among the other eligible wizards her age and she went through several failed engagements which, along with the attitude of her parents, only helped to develop her rather prickly personality.
Eventually Heather was forced to broaden her search and ended up marrying muggleborn wizard Reginald Stibbons. Reginald was a rather weak willed man who was already suffering from the beginnings of premature balding when they met and was six years Heather’s junior. He really was her last chance at a family and she picked him because he was incredibly easy to boss around. (Heather loves Reginald more than she will ever admit, proof of this can be seen because she doesn’t try to castrate him when he calls her Sugarlumps.)
They had two children; Mustrum Eric Stibbons being their first born and the male heir to their nonexistent fortune that Heather boasts about endlessly at every social event she attends. Mustrum, thankfully, looks rather more like his father than his mother, although this does make him paranoid about losing his hair at a young age. The way he sees it he lets his hair get as long as he can before his mother forces him to get it cut to make up for all the potentially hairless years in the future.
Heather has controlled everything about Stibbons his entire life and even though he resents it at times he really wouldn’t know what to do if she stopped. For this reason when he got to Hogwarts his first couple of weeks at the magical school were miserable because he was at a complete loss. Thankfully he very quickly latched on to friends that could order him about. He has stuck to the background and coasted along relatively unnoticed ever since.
When Stibbons first got his acceptance letter to Hogwarts his family gifted him with an expensive and majestic owl he unimaginatively named Barney as he was a barn owl. Things got off to a bad start between the two of them as Barney bit Stibbon’s finger so hard he fractured the bone, it was quite possibly out of retaliation for being given such a poor name. They only went from bad to worse when Stibbons was practicing an incendio spell in his second year and missed the small scrap of parchment he was aiming at, hitting Barney instead.
Roleplay Sample:
Stibbons sat back, legs stretched out as far as they could go under his desk and his ankles crossed. He made a point of yawning loudly, arms going up to stretch above his head and the bones of his spine cracking in a couple of places as a result of sitting too long hunched over his desk. History of Magic was a bore and whenever he checked his watch the time didn’t seem to be moving on at all. There was still at least half an hour until the end of the lesson. He hadn’t noted down anything of importance on the parchment in front of him, but the date and his name were very neat.
In front of him was Cypress Brown, the Gryffindor was sitting with his head propped up on one hand and looking very much like he was about to drop off as he stared absently out the window at the quidditch pitch. Stibbons face rearranged itself into an ugly scowl, Cypress was too loud, even when he wasn’t saying anything and his handwriting was quite simply atrocious. Not to mention he was blatantly gay and his mother told him no good would come of associating with the hoards of beastly homosexuals that were invading the school.
Shifting around, Stibbons swung his foot forwards and let it connect sharply with the back of Cypress’s chair. Kicking at the seat was one of his favourite ways to pass the time in this oh so boring class. “Queer.” He hissed, disguising the word with a cough so that it would only be distinguishable to the Gryffindor in front of him. Even if he’d muffled it further Cypress would know it was an insult aimed at him. Insulting the Gryffindor was at least his second favourite way to pass the time.
Out of Character
Name:
Ann
Name of Playby:
Andrew Garfield
Other Characters:
Abraham Grey, August Jensen and Iris Langdon.
How you found Hex:
Just stumbled across it one day when I was making it XP.
Name:
Mustrum Eric Stibbons. Most people know him as Stibbons or Stibs. A select few call him Mustard, although he hates this nickname. (In reality far more people think of him as Mustard than he cares to admit.)
Age:
February 13th 2007, 15.
Gender:
Male.
Year:
Fifth Year.
Birthplace:
In a broken down ambulance on the North Circular. His parents had planned a proper birth in St. Mungos, but his mother went into labour while they were at the ballet and with all those muggles around they couldn‘t really do anything but accept the ambulance. Stibbons thinks his mother has never quite forgiven him for ruining her satin gown when her water broke.
Ethnicity:
Caucasian.
Blood:
Halfblood.
Relatives:
At Hogwarts: Faye Marigold Stibbons (Sister, 12)
Grandparents: Christopher and Samantha Stibborns. Stibbons has never met them as his mother insisted he didn’t associate with muggleborn riffraff.
Eric and Faye Crabbe. (Purebloods.)
Parents: Reginald Stibbons (46) and Heather Stibbons [nee Crabbe] (52)
Pets:
Barney. A bedraggled owl with a bad temper. He doesn’t like Stibbons (for a very good reason) and so he often has to get his “friends” to “help” when he wants to send a letter home to his parents. His mother insists he sends home reports of school at least once a week. Barney was once a majestic barn owl given to Stibbons as a gift for starting Hogwarts, but after a run in with a bungled incendio spell back in second year he’s never quite recovered.
Kurda. A fat toad with little to no personality. Stibbons gets on with Kurda a lot better than he does with Barney, the toad sits on his desk and eats flies. He only moves when absolutely necessary and sometimes he sits so still Stibbons forgets him and has to go back to class to pick him up.
Wand Type:
Elder, Dragon Heartstring, 8". Mustrum's wand is very powerful when it wants to be, but can often be sudden and unpredictable. It is is good for strength orientated spells and those that involve the complete destruction and reconstruction of objects, but is very poor at areas of magic like charms and divination. The wand is also good for dark spells or the defence against them. (For Stibbons the wand seems to work best when he performs a spell unobserved, for example if he was to cast a hex on somebody when their back was turned, but it generally all goes a bit pear-shaped in a duel situation where the standings are more fair.)
Appearance
Picture:
Hair Colour:
Brown.
Eye Colour:
Brown.
Build:
Rather weedy. In fact he often looks like a strong gust of wind could blow him over.
Skin Tone:
Fair.
Height:
5’10”.
Dress Style:
Heather Stibbons would simply die of embarrassment if her son ever wore anything less than the best wizarding robes. Unfortunately the family does not have limitless funds at their disposal so his robes are often second hand or discounted because they were last seasons fashions. She’s banned him from wearing muggle clothing, but Stibbons has a pair of worn out jeans and a scruffy checked shirt secreted away in the bottom of his school trunk. He doesn’t wear them often because he often gets the paranoid that his mother will find out somehow. If anybody tried to take a picture of him wearing said muggle clothing he would dive behind the nearest object to hide. In the one magical photo he has of himself in the “disgraceful” outfit the only part of him that’s visible is his arm as his sister tries to pull him out from behind a tree.
Specifics:
Much to his mother’s dismay his hair is often quite unruly and it really doesn’t help that he sometimes forgets to brush it. Apart from that small detail Stibbons is often quite well turned out, if a little on the scrawny side. He doesn’t look remotely threatening and he often fades into the background to the point that people forget he’s there.
In Front Of Friends
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual.
Self Image:
From an early age Stibbons has had it drilled into his head that he was a bit of a disappointment. Despite this apart from the occasional bout of self doubt he is reasonably confident. He doesn’t have a particularly high opinion of himself, and he definitely wishes he could put on some muscle so he wasn’t so skinny, but rather thinks of himself as distinctly average. He doesn’t fail his subjects, but he doesn’t excel either, instead his talents lie in wheedling his way into other people’s spheres of influence. He prides himself on mostly being able to celebrate their victories and avoid their downfalls.
To the Outward Eye:
“Mustrum who? Oh, you mean Stibbons.” He doesn’t exactly associate with people that are liked by everyone in the school, but for the most part he sticks to the background letting other people take the limelight. People may at times finds the way he sits and watches without saying anything a little creepy as he has a rather direct stare. Since he’s rather selfish he isn’t likely to extend the hand of friendship unless he can see something in it for himself. All of said friendships definitely leave him as the underdog in terms of power.
Social Status:
Stibbons definitely isn’t popular. Apart from the fact that people have the habit of forgetting he’s there he tries quite hard not to make a large impression. Mostly people know him by association rather for anything he has achieved himself.
Positive Traits:
- Cunning - Stibbons likes to plan ahead. Nearly every move he makes is carefully calculated so that something which may initially seem to his disadvantage will serve him some kind of purpose later. He has no qualms about lying and deceiving to get what he wants.
- Manipulative - To put it frankly Stibbons is a suck up. At times his slightly slimy fawning behaviour can seem blatantly over the top, but he knows how to tone it down and influence people in more subtle ways too.
- Observant - He likes to watch and get a read on a situation before he dives in. Stibbons has usually already picked his side, the one he thinks will win, before he gets involved in any situation.
- Self-preserving - Stibbons isn’t reckless, he has a strong sense of self worth and he won’t put his head on the block for any reason. He knows when to call it quits and won’t let pride get in the way of that.
- Flattering - Stibbons is quite good at reading people. He can usually tell what will make them feel good and won’t hesitate to say or do it so that he can get what he wants out of the situation.
- Selfish - When push comes to shove Stibbons is looking out for himself. If a situation takes a turn of the worse he will betray, hide, cower, grovel or just plain run away. Whatever works to save his own hide.
- Weak-willed - It doesn’t take much to convince Stibbons to do something for you. A few well placed words and a long hard stare and he’ll be putty in your hands. This is a trait he gets from his father’s rather soft nature and years of being bullied into doing things by his mother.
- Cowardly - You won’t see Stibbons leading the front lines of any battles. He’s the kind to hang around in the background, hiding when things go pear shaped and coming forwards to claim victory at the end.
- Traitorous - Stibbons only stays loyal up to a point. Since underneath every action he undertakes is ultimately for his own gain he has not really loyalty to any of the many people he sucks up to. The moment they show any weakness he moves on to the next person.
- Obedient - Give Stibbons an order and he will jump to it like puppy that is eager to please. He usually obeys whoever is the most dominant person in the room.
Juggling - Stibbons definitely isn’t a performer, but sometimes when he’s on his own he likes to juggle. He’s actually pretty good and can do all sorts of tricks, but he never does it in public because he doesn’t want to draw a crowd.
Quidditch - Stibbons is a semi-decent quidditch player provided he isn’t in one of the positions that have a lot of pressure or glory involved. His favourite position is beater because responsibility is shared and it doesn’t have the pressure of scoring.
Gobstones - Of all the magical games this is Stibbons’s favourite. When he can persuade people to play he often wins and leaves them wondering exactly how it happened. Of course most of his fellow students are more interested in wizard’s chess or exploding snap.
Likes:
Calligraphy - Stibbons loves the often overlooked art of calligraphy. He often spends time in the library looking at some of the really old magical books just because they were written at time where there were no printers. Back then having neat script actually counted for something.
Quidditch - He follows all the major matches. Stibbons can be a bit of an annoyance to watch quidditch with because he always backs whoever is winning, then insists he was behind the winning team all along. He has quite a collection of teams scarves because he likes to support whoever the winning team of the season is.
Gobstones - He got an expensive and intricately designed set for his thirteenth birthday that he guards jealously. It is probably his most prized possession and he rarely lets anybody actually play with it, preferring to use his old battered set instead.
Scrivenshaft’s Quill Shop - He has a secret desire to work here some day and always stops in whenever they have a Hogsmeade weekend. For this reason he has rather more quills than he really needs, because he doesn’t like to look out of place browsing the shelves without buying anything.
Brussels Sprouts - A rather undervalued vegetable in Stibbon’s opinion. He wishes the house-elves would serve them more often, rather than just around Christmas.
Dislikes:
Being the centre of attention - Stibbons likes to be the one in the crowd laughing when somebody falls over rather than the one falling over. He’s a listener rather than a talker and his particular form of manipulation works by observing and discovering people’s faults which he can’t do if everybody is staring at him.
Being called Mustard - Stibbons isn’t a condiment and he doesn’t want to be known as one. He feels the name is far too quirky and attention grabbing which is also why he goes by Stibbons rather than Mustrum. Besides mustard is gross.
Glitter - Far too sparkly and audacious for his tastes. He cried on his eighth birthday when his sister got him a card with glitter in it. Manly because when he opened the card it spilled out across his lap and he couldn’t get it off for ages.
Poor Handwriting - He finds it the ultimate in bad manners. If you’re going to write something it only takes a little care and attention to make it look presentable.
Bacon - Nasty, ikky and far too greasy. Stibbons hates the smell of it and will often skip breakfast just to avoid it.
Patronus:
An oversized rat with a tattered ear. Stibbons feels there is a lot of unjustified bad press about rats in general. He doesn’t understand why some people fear them and he likes the way they stick to the shadows and are resourceful scavengers.
Boggart:
Stibbons skipped the lesson on boggarts because he thought it best not to reveal his greatest fear to a room full of people. This means that even he doesn‘t know exactly what it is. He likes to think it would be something worthy like being tortured by a room full of frightful wizards, but in actuality it is a giant bloodsucking leech.
World Passing By
Subjects:
Astronomy - A
Charms - E
Defence Against the Dark Arts - A
Herbology - E
History of Magic - P
Potions - O
Transfiguration - A
Arithmancy - A
Divination - P
Report:
Stibbons doesn’t make much of an impression in class so quite a lot of his reports say things like “Mister Stibbons has made an all round satisfactory contribution in class.” Which is, for the most part, true. He works well in groups and always does just enough work to scrape by.
Personal Statement:
Stibbons doesn’t really love any of his subjects, but he doesn’t hate them either. By far his favourite subject is potions and so it’s the only one anybody sees him ever remotely enthusiastic about. With the rest of them he just sort of coasts through, he’d be the sort to do people’s homework for them, but nobody really wants him to because his mind isn’t remarkable enough.
History:
Heather Crabbe was always destined to marry a pureblood wizard. Born two years prior to the first downfall of the great Lord Voldemort she was groomed from an early age to be the perfect dark pureblood and Death Eater. Unfortunately for her Eric Crabbe passed on unpleasant Neanderthal characteristics of his family and her mother ever so kindly gifted her with an impressive jaw and buckteeth. And so Heather Crabbe looks remarkably like a horse.
Pureblood wizards are known for arranging and carrying out marriages young so that more children can be popped out to continue the family name. Heather, with her broad shoulders and tendency to snort when she laughed was unpopular among the other eligible wizards her age and she went through several failed engagements which, along with the attitude of her parents, only helped to develop her rather prickly personality.
Eventually Heather was forced to broaden her search and ended up marrying muggleborn wizard Reginald Stibbons. Reginald was a rather weak willed man who was already suffering from the beginnings of premature balding when they met and was six years Heather’s junior. He really was her last chance at a family and she picked him because he was incredibly easy to boss around. (Heather loves Reginald more than she will ever admit, proof of this can be seen because she doesn’t try to castrate him when he calls her Sugarlumps.)
They had two children; Mustrum Eric Stibbons being their first born and the male heir to their nonexistent fortune that Heather boasts about endlessly at every social event she attends. Mustrum, thankfully, looks rather more like his father than his mother, although this does make him paranoid about losing his hair at a young age. The way he sees it he lets his hair get as long as he can before his mother forces him to get it cut to make up for all the potentially hairless years in the future.
Heather has controlled everything about Stibbons his entire life and even though he resents it at times he really wouldn’t know what to do if she stopped. For this reason when he got to Hogwarts his first couple of weeks at the magical school were miserable because he was at a complete loss. Thankfully he very quickly latched on to friends that could order him about. He has stuck to the background and coasted along relatively unnoticed ever since.
When Stibbons first got his acceptance letter to Hogwarts his family gifted him with an expensive and majestic owl he unimaginatively named Barney as he was a barn owl. Things got off to a bad start between the two of them as Barney bit Stibbon’s finger so hard he fractured the bone, it was quite possibly out of retaliation for being given such a poor name. They only went from bad to worse when Stibbons was practicing an incendio spell in his second year and missed the small scrap of parchment he was aiming at, hitting Barney instead.
Roleplay Sample:
Stibbons sat back, legs stretched out as far as they could go under his desk and his ankles crossed. He made a point of yawning loudly, arms going up to stretch above his head and the bones of his spine cracking in a couple of places as a result of sitting too long hunched over his desk. History of Magic was a bore and whenever he checked his watch the time didn’t seem to be moving on at all. There was still at least half an hour until the end of the lesson. He hadn’t noted down anything of importance on the parchment in front of him, but the date and his name were very neat.
In front of him was Cypress Brown, the Gryffindor was sitting with his head propped up on one hand and looking very much like he was about to drop off as he stared absently out the window at the quidditch pitch. Stibbons face rearranged itself into an ugly scowl, Cypress was too loud, even when he wasn’t saying anything and his handwriting was quite simply atrocious. Not to mention he was blatantly gay and his mother told him no good would come of associating with the hoards of beastly homosexuals that were invading the school.
Shifting around, Stibbons swung his foot forwards and let it connect sharply with the back of Cypress’s chair. Kicking at the seat was one of his favourite ways to pass the time in this oh so boring class. “Queer.” He hissed, disguising the word with a cough so that it would only be distinguishable to the Gryffindor in front of him. Even if he’d muffled it further Cypress would know it was an insult aimed at him. Insulting the Gryffindor was at least his second favourite way to pass the time.
Out of Character
Name:
Ann
Name of Playby:
Andrew Garfield
Other Characters:
Abraham Grey, August Jensen and Iris Langdon.
How you found Hex:
Just stumbled across it one day when I was making it XP.
