Post by James Hawkins on Jun 15, 2013 10:46:54 GMT -6
JAMES PLEIADES HAWKINS*
SEVENTH year, SEVENTEEN years old
representing GRYFFINDOR, bearing a BEECH, PHOENIX FEATHER, 12 1/2' wand
age:
seventeen
nicknames:
most people call him jim, with the occasional "jimbo". some people sometimes call him 'Punk',
sometimes, but that doesn't count.
blood status:
half-blood
NATIONALITY:TrekkieJim is a mutt of veritable heritage, but mostly Irish.
patronus:
bengal tiger
face claim:
joseph gordon-levitt
PERSONALITY !
INTELLIGENT!
Jim is an intelligent person, this much having been gathered when he created his first model rocket at the age of eight and wrote the standard equations to come with it in order for the model rocket to work - even if it didn't have the right engines and turbines. Due his father's being a muggle, Jim was privileged with knowledge of the non magical variety, something he took to all too well. Throughout his childhood he drew complicated designs for machines designed to give humans the ability of flight, various weapons, ideas for androids, and other things that lean towards the advancement of science, all without the use of magic. Now in his older years, he's even more brilliant, even better at creating flawless plans - and Jim knows this. In essence, Jim is a creative mind with potential bursting at the seams. And while he's not exactly lacking in things pertaining to magic, it's not exactly where his passion seems to lie.
CHARMING!
One thing you have to be in order to get people not to notice your inner conflicts is charming. Jim has a way with words, having developed this skill after consistently being caught and reprimanded by figures of all sorts of authority. There was always something that had to be done in order to ease his mother's worries that Jim would be getting into trouble, and even if it meant half-lying, Jim always did know how to make her feel better. Nonetheless, the boy is gifted in using his tongue for means to get something in his favor - and not in the dirty way, either. Jim is probably capable of making you smile in even the worst scenarios, and that's probably because he gives off the impression that he's full of heart. Maybe that's because he's so good at lying, too.
COURAGEOUS!
The thing about Jim is that he's daring. He isn't afraid to do things that could permanently damage him, be it wrestling with ghouls or picking fights (and duels) with people twice his size. For the longest time, Jim's been doing things regardless of the possible consequences, this being something obvious if you take into account his criminal record (he is, admittedly, guilty of spray-painting invitations to free beer all over the walls of a court of justice in the nearest muggle town). Still, to Jim, any kind of adventure is something of a temptation. Anything that involves risk probably has him involved with it, too.
INSECURE!
Jim has his strengths, of course, but like every boy who's still stumbling through puberty, he has his insecurities. Sometimes Jim isn't even sure if he's ready to grow up, to be a man and begin to take responsibility for the things he's done. He believes that he's been young and a child long enough to want to be that forever - and coming out of his cocoon, sometimes, doesn't sound as attractive as it should; even if that meant Jim would be a beautiful butterfly. Truth be told, Jim has, for the most part, been afraid of taking over the role as 'man of the house', even if only his mother lived with him. Jim isn't sure about whether or not he's ready to take up the responsibility of manhood and everything in relation to that, even if, in the past, he'd been in such a hurry to grow up. Jim knows better, now, and he knows that although when he wanted to be something when he was younger, now all he wants to be is young.
STRUGGLING!
Jim is a genius, sure, but that doesn't mean he has life easy. Working up to three jobs during every vacation from school he's ever had is a nightmare, even if he doesn't complain over it much. The fact that his mother isn't being subtle about the 'great things' Jim is supposed to be getting ready for doesn't help his stress level at all, either. Hell, maybe Jim's going to end up having a stroke. Although he puts up a cool front on the outside, on the inside he's in a bit of a panic. There're so many things he has to do, with so little time, but he can't bring himself to find enough motivation to do these things without procrastination. Jim's always so tempted by having fun instead of taking things seriously, so, ultimately, all this stress is his fault. He accepts that, yes, but that doesn't mean he's working to change anything over it. Jim is, admittedly, struggling, but it's something that's become all too resemblant to a bad habit.
QUIRKS: puffing up his cheeks, biting on the inside of his cheek, biting on his lower lip, averting his gaze, & rubbing the back of his neck.
LIKES: dreams, flying, broomsticks, experiments, freedom, liberty, sketching, animals, chai tea with whipped cream, music & leaving notes in library books.
DISLIKES: restraints, boundaries, nagging, straight lines, chores, cleaning, promiscuity, chihuahuas, quick judgments & prejudices.
HISTORY !
Once upon a time, in a land called Ireland, there lived a witch named Sarah. She was of an unspeakable, unbelievable beauty, with blue eyes of wonder and the lips of an angel, and had every man in the world she could pick from. Like every cliched pure-hearted girl, there were predators who prowled for virgin flesh and the smile that melted hearts. And, like every pure-hearted girl, Sarah found the man who wanted her because she loved her - the man whose name was Kyle. Kyle Hawkins was a man of quiet dignity, and gentlemanly charm, and it was Kyle who swept Sarah off her feet and fell in love with her - Kyle who married her and showered her with love. It was Kyle who didn't turn her away when Sarah revealed her secret. It was Kyle who kissed her worries away and made her laugh with the smallest things, and it was Kyle whose hands wrapped around Sarah's swollen middle as she was pregnant with their first child.
"We'll name him James," Kyle whispered in her ear. "Because he'll overthrow the world."
She believed him.
It was with this that James Pleiades Hawkins was born, on a lovely Spring morning. Sarah held him in her arms, hair disheveled and blue eyes tired, and Kyle watched as he fell in love for the second time with their beautiful baby boy. They were a happy family, and James - fondly dubbed 'Jim' - grew into toddlerhood with books magic and the things of heroes.
Kyle was an architect, a good one, and Jim would happily help him hold down his ruler as he attempted to work, Sarah watching as her boys made pictures of homes and supplied them with lemonade. In her own right, Sarah explained the magical community to Jim, freely performing spells in front of him so as to accustom him to the idea of being a wizard. Despite this, the boy always seemed much more interested in working, hands-on, with his father, studying physics and science and straight up logic that he found so oddly comforting.
Ever the saint, Sarah accepted her son's interests with an open heart, more than willing to always be ready to shake Kyle awake, too, when the boys' faces would be smashed against their blueprints, both of them snoring; always ready to tell Kyle that there was graphite on their faces. It's moments like these that spoke of a real fairy tale, of real happy endings, of lives that people normally only dream of.
Does this mean that they all live happily ever after?
Let's shift back to reality.
Reality said that these happy endings are unacceptable. Reality raised his fist and slammed it onto the desk of the lives of the Hawkins. Reality drove the family to fall into debt. Reality forced Kyle and Sarah into overwork. Reality made Kyle drink. Reality made Kyle spend late nights in pubs, with Sarah crying over her husband, with Sarah screaming at him to stay home, with Jim watching, seven years old, as his parents shouted. It was Reality who made Kyle drink into depression. It was Reality who took everything.
It was Reality who made Kyle's booze-riddled car launch off a bridge. Who made Sarah sob. Who made Jim confused. Who forced the two last members of the Hawkins family to attend a funeral, and changed Jim's perspective on things forever.
But Reality can never be blamed.
Jim learned this the hard way.
He spent his teenhood in different phases, different stages. Jim remained in the rebel stage for a long time, Hogwarts only serving to further distance himself from the memory of his father. He frequently acted out, skating into prohibited areas, stealing pocket watches for money, and spending that money on paints he used on the walls of public areas. He was smart, yes, smart enough to create elaborate plans with a group of people who he thought were his friends to do things no teenager should do. He was never smart enough to take his studies seriously until his mother cried about it, and that forever made him believe that he should finish Hogwarts, at least. Sarah had enough to worry about.
During the summer, he works as a barista at a local cafe near his house run by a pair of elderly wizards, delivers clothes for his mother's laundry business - not that it counts as a job, he wasn't being paid for that. Now, he admittedly isn't the same as he was two years ago, but Jim is still the person who manages the most elaborate thefts on earth. Do you think the Hawkins' survival could be depended on with a laundry business and a simple coffee job? No; Jim is guilty of doing a lot of things that he's never been caught for. He's guilty of using his eyes to deceive people, of using his charm to trap them, and of using that cunning and brilliance to finish the deed. He's done so many bad things that he isn't even sure if he'll be capable to stop.
His father said he would overthrow the world. The man didn't say it would be in a good way, though. Not at all.
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