Post by Osiris C. Amsi on Oct 5, 2012 19:14:14 GMT -7
OSIRIS|CEPOSE|AMSI
[/b][/center][/font][/size]Protector Of The Blood and the Magic That Flows
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[/size]IT’S A LIE SHE’S BEEN CARRING AROUND
IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
[/font][/size]IT’S THE LIE THAT WILL BRING HER DOWN
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[/size]Name: Osiris Cepose Amsi
Nickname: Siri
Age/Birthday: 25, March 19, 1990
Gender: Male
Orientation: straight
Blood Status: pureblood
Affiliation: Warrior's Order {{Good}}
Occupation: Head Master
Wand: 12.5 Acacia Wood, Pheonix Tail Feather Core, unyeilding
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[/size]TAKES PRIDE IN APPEARANCE
AND THE JOB IN HAND
[/size]AND THE JOB IN HAND
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[/size]Eyes: Dark Brown/Black
Hair: Black
Height: 6'7
Weight: 250lbs
Distinguishing Features(if any): Facial Tattoos, Tattoo on wrist, Scar over left eyebrow
Play-by: Oded Fehr
Overall appearance:
hair and eyes:
Osiris has black thick hair that he wears long. His eyes are a dark chocolate brown, he has his mothers eyes since his fathers were a dark green.
Facial Features:
Osiris has a very distinguished face, he has high cheek bones, and an elongated nose. He has a firm jaw, his brow is hardly ever furrowed. He has the look of a man who is always calculating and watching. Its part of his job.
Body:
Osiris stands at 6'7, he weighs around 250 lbs, all of which is muscle. His body fat percentage is 5% which could be calculated by the circumference of his waist which is 30 inches around. Most of his muscle is in his arms and in his legs. He trains to keep fit, and works out most of the time when he isn't working. He has the Egyptian tan.
distinguishing features:
He has tattoos of his status on his wrist and has facial tats as well. He hides them with magic when he isn't in Egypt as part the code of his people. His Tattoo On his wrist minus the pyramids and background art. His Tattoos on his face that he keeps covered unless he is at home.
clothing choice:
Osiris wears everything under the sun when it comes to work. He enjoys wearing leisure clothing when he is at home, he wears fancy suits and on occasion wears nothing but shorts. When he is in Egypt he wears the black muslin cloths of the Medjai.
Overall:
Osiris has the way of the warrior, he walks with a confidence in his step. He stands straight and has a very composed nature. When he is angry he doesn't show it, he is always on guard and very cautious about his surroundings. He has a look as if he is totally aware of where and who he is. He looks slightly intimidating and thats how he likes it.
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[/size]IT’S THE SIMPLE FLAW
THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
[/size]THE MIND FORGETS TO LOOK FOR
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[/size]Erised: to balance the weight of blood and bring peace to the wizarding world
Patronus: A Giant Lanner Falcon His happiest memory was when he was accepted into the Ministry Of Magic As A Medjai Warrior.
Boggart: Dying Alone
Dementor: Watching his little cousin die over a long period of time.
Amortentia: Food, The Night Air, Cinnamon, and Lavender
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[/size]THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T SEE
AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
[/size]AND THE PIECE YOU DIDN’T FIGHT FOR
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[/size]Likes: working out, doing his job, a good wine or firewhiskey, training, dancing, Egypt, Traveling, Good Magic, defense against the dark arts, history, all kinds of music, family, muggles, half bloods, good pure bloods, chocolate, the stars, the desert, warmth, thunder and lightening storms, swimming, riding horses.
Dislikes: laziness, rude people, dark magic, evil people, cold, racist people, bad pure bloods, clingyness, people who impose on the Warriors Order, abusive men, abusive women, carelessness, alcoholics.
Strengths: Swimming, Dancing, Defense Against The Dark Arts, Potions, Cooking, Sword Play, and Running.
Weaknesses a beautiful woman, his pureblood pride, flying,
Overall Personality:
Osiris looks intimidating but he is really sweet, he is loyal and will defend anyone he is close to, to the death if need be. He has a cool collective way of managing his emotions, he knows that to show anger is to show weakness and that is against his code as a warrior and protector.
He has several strengths, he is skilled in Defense Against the Dark Arts, charms, healing, and potions. He has several outlets for his emotions, dancing being one of them. He is very even tempered, but even he has a breaking point. If he see's violence directed at a woman or a child he will interject and has been known to send many uneven tempered wizards the to healers.
He is very quiet and calculating he doesn't care what people think of him. He tends to be very introverted around new people, but once they get to know him they find that he is rather enjoyable company.
Osiris is a gentleman, he is very polite and never says anything bad about who he knows. He is very structured and prefers organization over chaos. Osiris meditates as well when he needs to relax, he enjoys being active and finds that it calms him down as well.
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[/size]IT’S THE CRACKING OF THE GLASS
THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
[/size]THE HAUNTING OF YOUR PAST
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[/size]Family:
Hotep Seti Amsi -- Father (56)
Acenath Tiri Amsi -- Mother (49)
Akila Amunet Amsi -- Sister (21)
Markest Nigahi Yahe -- Cousin -deceased-
((Open for Relatives))
Other Important Family Members: Makir Suyeh -- First Medjai of the Amsi family Blood line.
Pets: Horus his Lanner Falcon, Ardeth his Jackal
Residence: Karnak and an Oasis Home On the West Bank
History: Osiris was the first born of the Amsi children. He weighed in at 8 lbs 6 oz. and was 13 inches long, a relatively healthy and happy baby. He was brought up by his mother and his aunt growing up with his cousin who was about 2 months younger than he was. His father was a ministry worker who was an Auror/Medjai, a protector of his people. Osiris always thought his fathers job was cool and would brag about his dad to all his friends. Osiris and his cousin, Markest were inseparable, even when Osiris's little sister was born.
When Osiris and Markest were 11 they were invited to Heka's Academy and were both sorted into the House of Thoth due to their intellect and their open mindedness. Back then the ratio of Pure to Half To Muggle were pretty even. Osiris excelled in his classes and would write his sister everyday. When Osiris was twelve he and his cousin were playing and Markest broke his arm. The healers couldn't do anything to fix it, even Skelligrow wasn't working, his aunt and uncle took Markest to a muggle hospital and found that he had cancer. They could not fix it, and for two years Osiris watched his cousin who was in constant pain and anguish, Osiris had special leave from the school for those two years and witnessed his cousin die on Markests 14th birthday. Osiris was in anguish and depressed, he spent his fourth year looking up ways to bring his cousin back from the dead.
In his fifth year his little sister came to Heka's and she brought him out of his funk. He began spending time with her and they would swim and run and even fall asleep reading to each other. He had really grown into himself in his fifth year and girls had started to notice him, he lost his virginity this year and soon became a lady killer.
He began the Auror program in his sixth year and soon after he finished school he became an Auror. He was accepted into the Medjai faction by the time he was 22 and joined the Warriors Order, a secret organization that kept the peace and has been fighting the Dark Riders since the fall of the dark lord. When he was 23 he accepted the position of Head Master of Heka's Academy. He has been head master for two years.
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[/size]YOU TOOK YOUR EYES UP OFF THE GAME
YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
[/size]YOU’VE GOT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME
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[/size]Name/Alias: Osiris
Age: 20
Roleplay Experience: 9-10 years
How you heard about us: well...I helped make this site.
Code Phrase: ADMIN EDIT!!!
Roleplay Sample:
Osiris was walking down the corridors at the school. He was tempted to just leave his position but the whole purpose of him working here was so he could get to Elena quickly if she needed help. He thought about the spell that was cast over them when she was born, if she was ever in immediate danger he would be able to go to her. When she was stuck in the pyramid he was still to young to do anything about it but he told his father and his father went there right away to help get her out.
That was the first time, other than that he had been there when she slipped over a ledge, of course that time he was still young looking, she didn't recognize him because he had long hair and tattoo's on his face. She was about 14 at the time, he thought back on it. He continued to walk down the corridors reflecting. Elena had a knack for calling on him when she was in danger, he'd probably saved her a total of 10 times in her life. He pulled out his pocket watch and looked at the time and sighed. There was nothing to do.
Then as he was thinking of retiring to his room he felt the familiar warmth radiate throughout his body. He looked down and his robes began to form around his body, his eyes grew wide. She was in danger, he touched his head and felt his familiar locks that he kept hidden. He touched his cheeks and forehead that were growing hot and he knew his tattoo's were back. He looked and his sword was underneath his robes. He closed his eyes and said in Egyptian, Take me to her.
Gold light shone throughout his body and he felt as if he was flying. He landed in the mountains of Galdh�piggen and looked around. He didn't see her, he closed his eyes and waited to hear a sound, anything that would lead him to his charge. He began to worry until he heard her scream and like that he ran towards her. It would be a shame if he failed her now, he couldn't let that happen. He jumped on rocks and over them, he soon found her, then he saw the wolf. He ran and pulled out his sword and yelled in Egyptian, Hey! You leave the Princess alone! He bared his teeth and growled jumping in front of Elena, snarling with his sword brandishing the rogue werewolf. The wolf snarled at him, he knew that the wolf was a were, he could sense that this wasn't just a normal wolf. It was wanting to bite his charge, he held his sword out motioned to the were. I dare you.
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