CARNES, slater

name: Slater Carlo Carnes
age/year: seventeen; seventh year
date of birth: august 20th
house/occupation: hufflepuff
bloodstatus: pureblood; carrier of veela trait
wands: ten inches, oak, pheonix feather
broom: Nimbus 2000 

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height: 5'9"
weight: about 120-130
general description: Slater is an overall attractive guy. He's a little over average height, at almost six feet. Slate doesn't have much muscle, he's more of the tall and lanky type; though, he's no wimp. Overall, he's exactly what you'd imagine a "dream boy" to be (well, in my opinion)!
face claim: andrew (drew) roy

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likes: Reading, Painting, Art, Music, Family, Friends, Animals, Kids, School 
dislikes: Fights, Violence, Death, Curses, Reptiles, Amphibians, Dishonesty, Un-loyal People, Cats, Sphinxes
strengths: Good listener, Good comforter, Good confidant
weaknesses: Fiesty, Closed up, Easily scared
dementor: Father's death
boggart: Cat; in representation of a Sphinx because his father was working on an Egypt case when he was killed. 

mirror of erised: To have his father back, To find a best-friend (besides his big sissy), To be a famous artist
amortentia: Mustiness, Daisies, Roses, Staleness
veritaserum: Slater doesn't tell anyone that he paints (besides Rach who already knows, of course); & He really is kind of a baby, but who's going to tell anyone that? 

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mother: Elizabeth
father: Nino (deceased)
siblings: Rachelle, 19
pets: Cronos, his puppy dawg...
history:
Slater Carlo Carnes was born into a family of three on August 20th. His parents were Nino and Elizabeth, and his older sister was Rachelle, known around the household as 'Rach'. 

As he grew older, Slater grew more aware of his Mother's OCD. When he was young, he was instructed to read and paint every night before bed, no exceptions. He did what he was told, not wanting to start any trouble.

Now, even though the Carnes family was made up immediately of only Nino, Elizabeth, Rach, and Slater; he had many, many cousins on both sides. Which meant a few aunts and uncles, whom, of course, were married. Soon enough, problems with his aunt Elora and uncle Derek's marriage aroused.

Nino, who was in the middle of a giant curse break, something or other to do with Egypt (Slater was a little young at this point, and didn't really care what or where his dad was working; as he wanted Nino home), began to play dad in the homes of both his neices and nephews and his own. 

One day, Nino thought it a wise idea to bring his own children, along with his neices and nephews, Elana, Donovan, and Valerie (who was just visiting, and had tried and failed to help with the Elora situation), to work with him so he could wrap up this Egypt curse.

Unfortunately, Elana and Donovan - brother and sister that they are - were messing around with their magic, and a spell deflected onto Nino.

Curse breakers and other adults clouded Slater's vision as he searched for his father in the room. Suddenly, his eyes were covered by a hand; and that was the last time he ever saw or heard his Father.

About a year or two later, it was time for Slater to begin attending Hogwarts, and he was sorted into Hufflepuff. He was distraught, and grieved with his sister, Rachelle. He found another comfort in Quiditch, and has continued to play the game ever since. Rachelle went through a few boyfriends, but finally found James Potter (whom Slater, as a younger brother, very much approves of). So, with each of them found their comforts in each other and outside of each other, they have always kept a close bond; never to be broken.

After falling in love with Quiditch his first year, nothing could stop Slater from playing. He practices more than nearly anyone, and besides painting and his sister, nothing comes before the game. His lifelong dream is to become a famous player.

Through hardwork and many perils, Slater has found his way to his seventh year here at Hogwarts. He keeps his close bond with his sister, and has many other friends. He works hard, pays attention in class, and is mostly a good kid. Now, he's no angel, and everyone messes up sometimes.

It's just a choice between the secrets you're willing to share and the ones you have to keep.

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alias: Kay
age: Yeah, sorry not sharing....XO
experience: 3-4 Years
sample:
Using the same one from Corey Jinx's app.......

When Lizzie mentioned to the other two older ladies that she was working with at the hospital gift shop that she was meeting somebody at the coffee shop by the visitor’s entrance, they couldn’t help but pester her with questions. ”Who would that be? Is your mom well enough to come visit us?” “Oh, is it a boy? Are you meeting a boy for a date, is that it?” The second one hit the nail right on the head, and the moment she admitted that all hell went loose. These women that she was working with that were training her so that she could take her mother’s volunteer position while she was sick were both well into their senior years and had both been married for a long time and had kids and grandkids galore, and even that didn’t stop them from gushing and acting like age-old romantics.

She had tried her best to tell the ladies that it wasn’t anything serious. How big a deal could it really be when they were having coffee at a hospital coffee shop anyway? How it had happened was that she had given Tegan, the man in question, her number at the bookstore where she held onto a paying full-time job after he had asked her out of the blue if they could see each other again sometime. It had been a slightly awkward encounter, mainly because Lizzie had been dancing at the back of the store and had bumped into him and dropped the books she had been carrying in the process. Not exactly the most graceful way to meet a guy, especially as attractive a guy as she remembered Tegan to be. There was a possibility that her imagination had taken hold between now and the last time she had seen him, but she doubted her mind had exaggerated his hotness too much. Truthfully he hadn’t been the first person in the past two months to take an interest in her, but she had been putting off their seeing each other again for over a month because of how busy she had been with the holidays and then with her mother’s treatments that she finally she had time to see him again, even if it was just for coffee once her shift was done.

Tegan had gotten a hold of her after she had given her cell phone number to him that evening at the bookstore, which was how she had managed to arrange these plans with him. Lizzie had wondered if he may have found it odd to be seeing her again at a hospital of all places, but she had explained that she had a volunteer job in the Auxiliary, aka the gift shop, and he didn’t seem to have any problem with the location, so it had actually worked out for the best. At this point in time, she didn’t know a whole lot about Tegan, and she hadn’t gotten the chance to tell him very much about herself either. One thing that she was reluctant about was mentioning the fact that she had a mother with Non-Hodgkins lymphoma, which was a type of cancer that she was currently getting treatment for, and that was the reason that she had moved back to Charleston, back into her childhood home (a fact that was a bit embarrassing to admit) and why she currently had a job as a bookstore key holder as opposed to what she had wanted to do her entire life and had eventually begun to do back in New York City. Even if it was something that she was scared to talk about, at least to a guy that she was interested in, she needed to be with someone that could handle the truth and understand that this was what was going on in her life right now. If that was something that they couldn’t handle, then she was better off without; she had to focus on her parents right now, since they were the reason that she was back in Charleston in the first place.

While she may have been pretending that this coffee date wasn’t that big of a deal to the older ladies that were training her in the gift shop, she may have betrayed that when she not only kept glancing at the clock as it grew closer to 1 o’clock, knowing that she had asked Tegan to meet het at the shop at that time, but when she turned to both of the ladies when he would be arriving at any minute and she asked him, ”Do I look okay?” She had on a white and yellow floral print dress she was wearing with black leggings and yellow ballet flats. Her nails were alternating colours, pink and lighter pink, and she was wearing light traces of make-up and had on an Adidas perfume that had a clean and classic scent. The women smiled and both could tell that she was growing nervous; a sure sign of a girl ready to fall in love. ”You look beautiful, honey” one of them told her, and Lizzie nodded, accepting that answer and glancing over at the clock again. She made sure she had her I.D. card with her, not wanting to leave it here like she had in the past.