Posts by Guapo

[u]Hey, guys, this is Callado. I've just decided to make a new account, so I'll continue role playing as Maverick if that's ok with y'all. I can go clarify this on my other account if you need me to.

[b][u][i]Hey, guys, this is Callado. I've made a new account, and want to roleplay this thread in a new link || https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2374099.new#new || listed there. Reply there whenever you get a chance. Thanks.

[b][i][u]Hello all, it's Callado. This is my new account, and I'll be continuing to roleplay as Maverick here. Thanks.

Maverick's head snapped up when he heard a voice talking outside their cell. He thought he was hallucinating and turned to Kitty asking, "Is someone trying to rescue us?"

"I'm breathing in a heavy sedative if that counts," Maverick answered, motioning to the tube in his nose.

"Whatever you're going to do, please hurry up," he asked, a pained and eager look on his face.

Maverick weakly acknowledged the cell door being forcefully removed. The drugs had really sapped his energy and willingness to do anything. He gave Kitty a weak smile and waited for the chains and nose tube to be removed.

"Please just give me a moment to regain my bearings," Maverick asked, wanting to be sat down. Thanatos made the boy extremely uncomfortable to be honest.

Maverick sat against the wall with his head resting in his hands. His eyes were closed as the boy slowly felt his power coming back to him. After a few moments Maverick stood up, a healthy pallor visible. "Where's the Warden? That b*tch needs to pay for what she did to Kitty and I! She can't get away with it," he growled, a manic glare in his eyes. Maverick was about to be on a war path, and everyone would be best to let it happen.

[b][i]// By the way, Maverick will go into fits of pure rage where almost no one can stop him. This is short lived, as he'll tire quickly and pass out.

Maverick chuckled and snarled, "Sit back and watch me charge her straight up right now. I don't care who will try and protect her, I'm going to throw the Warden out of a window." His eyes had a red hue to them, more like a glow. "You best get out of my way," Maverick commanded, pacing the room like a maniac.

Where should I jump in then?

Maverick was one of the last few students waiting outside of the Fear Room. He was obviously nervous as his leg was shaking and he was gnawing on his nails. I really shouldn't have eaten as much as I did... I feel like I'm going to lose my breakfast! The boy jumped when he heard a loud crack, but it was only him breaking the armrest on his chair. "Sh*t," he mumbled, throwing the remnants of the bar in the trash.

The boy's head snapped up when he saw the teacher pouring some of that mysterious potion into shot glasses. I can't do this, I can't. I'm going to fail. Maverick was panicking internally, and it showed externally.

Name Maverick John Walker
Age Thirteen
Gender Male
House Gryffindor
Year Third
Looks and Personality Extremely stubborn, Maverick is a hotheaded and arrogant person. He's strong willed and very determined to succeed at whatever he may be going. Maverick is exceedingly loyal and caring about his close friends, and would do anything to protect them. He can be pretty funny and mischievous at times. The boy loves pizza, puppies, superheroes, video games, et cetera. He enjoys exercising, running, mixed martial arts, and above all, eating. The boy is secretly gay as well. Physically, Maverick is around 6' 00" and weighs 150 pounds of pure muscle. He's not as buff as a body builder; the boy is lean and robust. Maverick is quite proud of his physique. His tanned complexion compliments his sculpted figure nicely. Everything about him is defined, sharp, and angular. Maverick resembles a handsome, marble statue. He has dark brown, shoulder-length hair and dark brown, soft shaped eyebrows. A light scruff goes along his jawline and upper lip. He has a trail of hair leading downwards from his belly button. Maverick's eyes are a shade of blue similar to Mediterranean ocean water which go nicely with his white, sparkling teeth.
Crush Not available at the moment.
Other He's a star chaser on the House Quidditch Team.

Maverick blindly straggled into one of the carriages with his head and right arm tangled in his robes and a wicker basket on his left arm. He oh so gracefully fell onto a seat and then finally got his attire adjusted. The boy looked up and realized he had ended up in a cabin full of Slytherins (Eddie and Jonathan) whom he didn't know. "Err, hullo, do you mind if I sit in here with you all," Maverick asked, awkwardly scratching his head.

[b][i]// I wanted to adjust my first post a little bit. //

"Nah, I was napping the whole train ride and barely got up in time to change. My friends thought it'd be funny to leave there and see if I made it. Luckily my cat was smart enough to get me up," he said, signaling to the wicker basket. On cue an orange male cat slunk out of the basket and leapt onto Maverick's lap before promptly rolling onto his back. The boy rubbed it's belly and said, "This is Oliver, he thinks he's a dog."

"Oh, err, I'm going into my third year in Gryffindor; I'm not a Slytherin," he answered, absentmindedly rubbing his cat's belly. The boy grinned awkwardly hoping that Jonathan wouldn't kick him out.

Maverick hesitantly stood up and walked over towards Spada. "Right here," he replied nervously.

Maverick nodded and drank the entire potion like a true shot. "Tasty," he muttered anxiously.