Post by Lovino Vargas on Apr 11, 2010 15:11:08 GMT -5
Country:
(South) Italy
Name:
Lovino Vargas
Age:
18
Personality:
Lovino isn't the friendliest person you'll ever meet. He's ill tempered and moody, though he tends to be much nicer towards girls than boys. He is a coward and will usually run from a fight if confronted. He's lazy and generally tries to avoid work. Easily annoyed, he is something of a pessimist. He's a bit clumsy and easily flustered though he is loath to admit it and will generally play it off with an insult.
About the Country:
Italy is a republic located in southern Europe on the Italian peninsula and the Mediterranean islands of Sicily and Sardinia. It was the capital of the roman empire until its collapse, after which it spent several centuries divided up into various kingdoms and city-states, which spent most of their histories changing hands between more powerful nations.
The southern half of the country spent Kingdom of the Two Sicilies, a combination of the kingdom of Sicily and the kingdom of Naples. It was later joined with the rest of the states in the peninsula into the kingdom of italy, which became the modern Republic Of Italy after World war 2.
House:
Slytherin
Year:
7th
Blood Type:
Pure Blood
Best Class:
Potions
Worst Class:
Divination
Anything Else?:
Wand-9 1/2" Mahogany, Dragon Heartstring
Writing Sample:
Lovino hated this class. This class, of course being divination. The room was drafty, the students were annoying and, to top it all off it just had to be the same time as siesta. Needless to say he was never in a hurry to get there.
The teacher glared at him as he strolled into the room, taking a seat at the back. She didn't even attempt to tell him what the class was working on-not that he really cared anyway- just rolled her eyes and kept talking. The two had an unspoken agreement. He wouldn't do what she said and she would give him detention or (much to his peers irritation) deduct points from his house to which he would respond with cursing and complaining.
The Italian didn't even bother to feign paying attention, pushing his books to the side and laying his head on the desk. He was asleep in record time.
((Hope this is ok! If not tell me what wrong and I'll fix it ^^))
(South) Italy
Name:
Lovino Vargas
Age:
18
Personality:
Lovino isn't the friendliest person you'll ever meet. He's ill tempered and moody, though he tends to be much nicer towards girls than boys. He is a coward and will usually run from a fight if confronted. He's lazy and generally tries to avoid work. Easily annoyed, he is something of a pessimist. He's a bit clumsy and easily flustered though he is loath to admit it and will generally play it off with an insult.
About the Country:
Italy is a republic located in southern Europe on the Italian peninsula and the Mediterranean islands of Sicily and Sardinia. It was the capital of the roman empire until its collapse, after which it spent several centuries divided up into various kingdoms and city-states, which spent most of their histories changing hands between more powerful nations.
The southern half of the country spent Kingdom of the Two Sicilies, a combination of the kingdom of Sicily and the kingdom of Naples. It was later joined with the rest of the states in the peninsula into the kingdom of italy, which became the modern Republic Of Italy after World war 2.
House:
Slytherin
Year:
7th
Blood Type:
Pure Blood
Best Class:
Potions
Worst Class:
Divination
Anything Else?:
Wand-9 1/2" Mahogany, Dragon Heartstring
Writing Sample:
Lovino hated this class. This class, of course being divination. The room was drafty, the students were annoying and, to top it all off it just had to be the same time as siesta. Needless to say he was never in a hurry to get there.
The teacher glared at him as he strolled into the room, taking a seat at the back. She didn't even attempt to tell him what the class was working on-not that he really cared anyway- just rolled her eyes and kept talking. The two had an unspoken agreement. He wouldn't do what she said and she would give him detention or (much to his peers irritation) deduct points from his house to which he would respond with cursing and complaining.
The Italian didn't even bother to feign paying attention, pushing his books to the side and laying his head on the desk. He was asleep in record time.
((Hope this is ok! If not tell me what wrong and I'll fix it ^^))