I think maybe it should be a black matespritship?
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Reserve Lysander scammander if he isn't already?
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I could probably put a banner in my signature, once you make it.
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[font=courier]Full Name: Shia Vertigo.
Nickname: Shia, Verti, or Blue.
Age: 18. (Recently turned eighteen.)
D.O.B (date of birth): August 13th.
Gender: Cis Male.
Sexuality: Panromantic, asexual.
Mental Disorder: Dissociative Identity Disorder, Depression.
Personality: Shia has three different kinds of personalities. One of them is awfully flirtatious and won't hesitate to snog anyone who wants to (Blue), the second one (The main, most occurring one) Is relaxed, laid back, and a sweet person (Shia). The third is the worst, and the least common. He is angry, irritable, and grouchy. This personality rarely even happens, so there isn't really a whole lot to worry about (Verti). And guess what? All three of them like that Jakob boy. Uh-huh. Do you see some problems? I do.
History: Now, all three of the personalities have seemingly different histories. I will be focusing on Shia's. Shia had a nice life, until the age of six lived in a large house. A lovely log cabin. Shia first
figured out he had DID once he switched over to Verti. Now, Vert as most call him, isn't the nicest. He was a rotten kid. He played with matches in the house, and one day, burned his parents house to the ground. His father and baby brother died in the fire, and twenty minutes before the police and his mother arrived, Shia had returned, and was frozen to the ground. He couldn't believe what happened. He couldn't remember what happened. But he was panicked. Someone burned his house down, and burned his father and brother. When the police questioned him, he said- "I don't know. I just remember waking up outside. That's all I remember." Eventually, his mother found out he had DID. And she sent him here, in tears. Just mouthing, 'I'm sorry baby, it's for your own good.'
Crush: Jakob Matthew King.
Other: Shia doesn't change often, but when he does, it's either for about 45 minutes, or a day. There's rarely an in between. [font=courier] -
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I finished/Updated my own form.
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Wait it seems someone has already filled stuff out for Lysander? it's a wip, but..?
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Um. I had a form, he is Shia and I finished his form c:
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No, thank you for joining c:
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Lmao, yup. For both things.
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Okay c: I will probably get my form up a little later today!
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'Lorc, lorc the orc! Oh. Wait was this supposed to be serious? Whoops.'
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Name;;Lysander Scamander.Age;; I am thirteen.
Gender;;Male, uh-doi.
Date of Birth;;May Twenty First, 2002.
Blood;; I'm a pureblood, aren't I?

Written Description;;Lysander is identical to his brother in nearly every way. Blond, sandy looking hair, blue eyes that are clear and confident, and he has an impeccable fashion sense. However, they do have physical differences. For one thing, he has a slightly shorter hair cut. another thing, his eyes have more of a smiling quality. And thirdly, He has a beauty mark right under his left eye.
Personality;;The second Scamander is more joking, and tends to be rather silly and goofy. However, as much as a class clown he is, he also is very intelligent and sociable. However, he does tend to be 1) Over excitable. 2) Slightly obnoxious. 3) Slightly Clingy but awkward around those he has crushes on. but nonetheless, He enjoys being around people, and studying, which are both excellent things to do.
Hobbies;;-One hobby is study until one am, then COMPLETELY AND UTTERLY CRASH. And sometimes skip breakfast. That's when sometimes Lorcan will set a plate of eggs and bacon on the stand beside his bed. How he still makes it to his classes early or on time is beyond most people.
-Think of jokes.
-Use the Weasley's pranking candys and such.
-Sleep. A lot.
-Play Quidditch, but be mediocre at it.Likes;;I like money. Animals, all animals. Hm. Studying. Hotties. Men. Women. Pranking. This list could go on and on. My brother, he's cool. Ooh, I like tea and coffee.
Dislikes;;I hate potions class. Also, I don't like dung bombs. They smell god awful, and I'm always blamed for setting them off. How rude. Also I strongly dislike being called a know it all.
Talents;;Im talented at everything.
He's a remarkable comedian and actor, and a prankster in the making. He also is rather intelligent, but feels he isn't as smart as Lorcan. He also envies his brothers remarkable skill, the skill or successfully flirting.History;;[i]Being the sociable, and intelligent younger brother meant he was almost praised, and it seemed almost everyone instantly liked him.And as much as everyone loved him, he loved his brother above all else. Most of the time, he would try impressing Lorcan. That's the biggest reason why he was always so intelligent, and would tell jokes.
Kin;;Theres my dad, Rolf. My mum, Luna. Then my dear older brother, Lysander.

Year;;Third. Heck yeah.
Wand;;
Rowan Wood. eleven and three fourths inches. Unicorn hair core. Yeah. It's cool.Classes;;Core classes for starters, then COMC, Astronomy, aaaand. I think. Ancient runes is the name? Yeah.
Quidditch?;;I wish. I wanted to be beater, but I was denied! I failed the tryouts spectacularly, apparently.
Pet;;He claims he doesn't own a pet, but in reality, he has a small white rabbit stowed away in his dorm room.
Best Class;; I would say.. It's a tie between Astronomy and Defense against the dark arts.
Patronus;;You won't believe it- it's a.. rabbit. Dull. [i]Hes actually happy, because it reminds him of his mother. How sweet.
House;; Ravenclaw. The hat said Ravenclaw or Gryffie, and I said, 'How bout Ravenclaw.' And then, here I am.
Boggart;;I don't have one, don't be ridiculous. His brother's ghost staring down at him in disappointment, saying, 'You failed me. You let me die.'

Crush;; Pft no one. I mean. On no one. Er- shut up. [i] James, and Augusta Longbottom. Ah, the irony.
Relationship Status;; Single. And slightly ready to mingle.
Other;;Potter lost his life along with his head?? Wait, never mind. He didn't, false alarm everyone.
No problem, this looks cool c: And I'm on mobile, so the name thing isn't working/I can't set it or fix it?
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Okie thank you ;u;
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Badgerstar was curled up in his nest, snoring and pretty much napping the day away. What a lazy leader. As he slept, his dreams were filled with things like butterflies, beautiful lightning storms without thunder, and rippling breezes in leaf fall. Just wonderful, wonderful things.
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Badgerstar stretched out, his tortoiseshell fur barely hiding the obvious muscle beneath his fur. "Ugh" He groaned, he had shifted into an uncomfortable position.
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Yay! I will roleplay soon, once I have more of a muse c:
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