Give Me Danger, Little Stranger, and I'll Heal Your Disease |
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August 20th, 2009 @ 8:05pm
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Hey, guys! I'm Anna. I'm a twenty-year-old junior at... well, sort of three universities right now. I'm a student at Northwestern University, but currently I'm at the University of Catania in Italy, and Duke University. Don't worry about it. I'm a classics major, it's some study abroad program. I don't even know. In any case, the things I like include pretentious indie music, literature of all kinds (but especially English regency novels and post-modernism), Star Trek (especially if Spock is involved) and Doctor Who. I also like Vodka. I had some before I wrote this, but look how well I am typing! Brava!
And this is my first character, Matthew Ingram, the seventh year Gryffindor!
If there's one thing you need to know about Matthew, it's that he is more than likely a pathological liar. He rarely stops talking, and if he's talking, he's almost always lying. He likes to tell people things like, that his mother was a Russian gymnast in the 2004 Olympics, or that his sister is a French Prostitute, or that his hair is naturally blue, or that he got a black eye because he faked a seizure while he was being robbed by a motorcycle gang. He's told people his middle name was "Danger" for so long that he finally had his middle name legally changed to "Danger" when he turned 17. He's damn good looking, but in a very manfully unconcerned, effortless sort of way - he's tall, thin, freckly, and very tattooed, and he has a septum piercing. It bothers him tremendously that he can't wear them to class, so he breaks the dress code in numerous small ways, instead. He's a muggleborn whose dad was a rock-n-roll bassist, and he plans on doing the same thing with HIS life, unless he ends up becoming a writer or an auror, since he's pretty creative and good with Defense. He doesn't talk about his ambitions, though, in case he ends up becoming a pen salesman, so he can wink at you and raise his eyebrows in an "I'm not REALLY a pen salesman, that's just what the CIA made me tell you" sort of way. He's currently the lead singer and bass guitarist for the band, "Puffskeins Ate My Baby," but things are kind of going downhill with Puffskeins, and he's on the watch for a new project. He doesn't really care what you think of him.
He's neutral, but leans towards Pro-Dark Arts.
He responds to Matt, Matthew, Ingram, and Danger.
It'd be great if he had some good friends, maybe a few of whom who can even see through his bullshit, maybe one who doesn't like to talk much, but I'll take what I can get. Past relationships? Friends? Enemies? Crushes? Let me know!
-Anna
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