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eric morten lange

We are what we pretend to be,so we must be careful about what we pretend to be.

do you feel it in your bones,IN YOUR BONES BENEATH YOUR SKIN

FULL NAME;

Eric Morten Lange

I have a short name. It rolls off the tongue nicely, and easy to write which may or may not be a good thing. Ive yet to decide.

NICKNAMES;

Lozenge

1. Noun - A small, medicated candy intended to be dissolved slowly in the mouth to lubricate and soothe irritatedtissuesofthe throat.

Itwas used sparingly, hisnickname. He didnttalkto people long enough formore embarrassing namesto be adopted Ericcouldnot getany shorter withoutsounding like a grunt and he wasrelievedatthat. Hedrememberedthismonikeronly because of Euan. Eric had found his former friends exuberance endearing, once comparing himselfasa

lozenge to his mates exhausting pride.

AGE & DOB;

Twenty-eight February 20th 1949

SEX & SEXUALITY;

Male Heter Asexu Not Sexual Enough

His interest in relationships was microscopic. His interest in promiscuity was even smaller. Eric did not see himself with a significantother in the present or future. That form of love was not necessary to him.Im well enough without it. Is there a reason why I should start now?

BLOODLINE;

Pureblood

MEMBER GROUP;

Neutral

HOUSE;

Gryffindor Alumni

YEAR;

n/a

SUBJECT;

n/a

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the blood that flows within,I THOUGHT IT WAS OBVIOUS

HAIR;

Ive beenkeepingitreasonably short, neverreaching pastmychin. Dodger Dorquincouldntcatchthe GoldenSnitch last year,

whatwiththe dustmopontopof his head. Granted, itisDork nothing more youcansayaboutthat - butanyprecautionsthatcanbe takenshould be.

Hoursofpractice didnt doanythingparticularly well for his hair. Itbecame greasy during Erics busier days, stickingoutinall

directions from minimalcare. He combedit back forspecialoccasions. The formal style made his head look like ablack helmet,whichonly made hisaversiontowards social events evengreater.

EYES;

There are twoofthem. Theyare browntheyare smoldering, too?

The GoldenSnitch hadcalledthem blackcoalintheirreviewofthe Ballycastle Bats last year. Erichadtakenitin stride, butnotbefore silentlycorrectingtheir mistake his eyes were adeep brown. The faultwas understandable to him. Itwasindeed hardto

concentrate onthe Beater whenmore amiable menwere onthe field. Whenever he wasonthe pitch, Erics eyes subconsciouslyscrunched up. Itmade it look like he neededglasses, butthe sense of focus fromit helped himplay.

BODY TYPE;

Beingtonedalloverwasobviously somethingthat hadtocome withthe Quidditch job. Eric hadahardtime keepinga Beatersbody. He naturallycarried more weightaroundthanothers, and slimmingdownto sinewy musclestook more workthat hed liked.Butit made himproud, his body. Erictook silentpride inthis, knowingthat muscles somehow made him desirable.

Iguessthe worstpart would be the diets. Theresonly somany egg whites youcan eat before it looks like glue, or evenworse.One of myguiltypleasuresis justthinkingofgrabbinga bagofcrispsand justgoingtotown.

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES;

Fansalwayscome uptome and screechabout howthey expected me to be taller. Why shouldit matter? Igetthe job done,regardless.

Ericstill sports scars from his youth. Bludgers were and stillare nastythings, and made considerable damage should hemiscalculate. Mostofthe injuriesare pepperedalong his forearms. They stoodoutagainst histanned skininthe formofpale tallymarks.

Duringhis firstgames withthe Bats, hed followedthe teamtraditionofgoing unshavenwheneverridingawinning streak. It hadinstilledasense ofteamworkintoEric, but he immediatelyoptedoutofitafter lookinginthe mirror.

There wasreallynothing handsome about Eric; his features were straightand long, fortunatelynotcrooked. He rationalizedthattheappealabout him was simply false awe. It was easierto expressaffectiontowardsa famouspersonasopposedto someone who

scrubbedthe floors. He kept himselfclean. He wore tailoredclothing. Nature hadnotdone anything spectacularon him;it wasonlyfame workingits magic.

PLAYBY;

MiloVentimiglia

my love we're made of the same old stuff,THE SAME OLD STUFF

BROOM & WAND:

Nimbus 1001

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The Nimbus Flying Company was able to grab complete control over the flying mar ket with their models. Although pricey, a Nimbusbroomstick can always be trusted. A more stream-lined version of the 1000, the Nimbus 1001 recently fell behind with theintroduction of newer models.

There are certainly more innovative brooms on the market right now, I will not deny that. Since when, however, has a trulytalented athlete relied on technology? Skills better than any lightweight model out there. Anyone who tells you otherwise is a bloc k.This particular Nimbus model appeals to me. We accompany each other. I have no intentions of switching it out for something

newfangled.

Thirteen inches Cedar Unicorn HairMine is longer than Zellers. How is that for an innuendo?

AMORTENTIA:

Theres a fair share of crazy nutters out there, so I have had unfortunate encounters with amortentia. Clean sheets and broomstick

polish were pretty obvious. It was strange to smell rubbing alcohol, though. I guess childhood memories dont go away too easily.Though I could be wrong it is hard to remember what you smell when a few seconds later youre thinking about licking a manwith buck teeth.

GOALS:

PUMMEL ZELLER TO THE PITCH GROUND long termNot a very surprising wish, this one. The Magpies are our biggest opponents. There doesnt need to be anything personal behindmy desire to see him in the dirt. For all anyone needs to know, its just pure manly - competition.

His greatest goal stemmed from prejudice. Eric felt betrayed by his friend. When their lives had been so deeply entwined, he hadfelt confident in knowing that their friendship would last. Euan was the closest thing to a brother that he had. Their pact to staytogether only emphasized the tight-knit closeness they shared. When a Zeller popped up in the wrong place, though, Eric knew

that what he had with Euan could not possibly last.

Eric sought for satisfaction. He wanted revenge (to put it lightly) for what Euans errors. He believed that once Euan was put in hisproper place, things would truly be right. Eric dismissed his other emotions towards this belief. Those emotions were conflicting ;

they made what should have been a simple goal complicated. They occasionally whispered to Eric, telling him what could only betrue. Achieving revenge against Euan would not bring either of them happiness. Instead, it would hurt.

PROTECT SISTER FROM PREDATORS short term Long term.There is no limit to the lengths Ill go for Julia when it comes to men. Iknow what Im like. I also know what my mates are like.

None of us are suitable for my sister. If it means sleeping in between her and some nitwit, escorting her to the market, hiding thetissues so she can stop stuffing her cleavage, whatever; Im willing to do it.

AVOID BEING IN BUTTERBEER COMMERCIAL short term

Our team managers been in talks about getting all of us into a commercial. Youknow, the one with Barny the Fruitbat? Im justbatty about Butterbeer? I think its already bad enough to have a bat endorsing alcohol. I mean, really whatkind of message isthatsupposed to be?

END WITH A BANG long termNone of my teammates wants to be a has-been. Who really wants a fan base composed ofsixty-year-olds in wheelchairs? I wantthe glory. I want the glory thatyou can taste with no effort at all. Then once its in my grasp I want to steal it. I want to be asmiling face in the Quidditch Hall of Fame. Not an elderly lunatic on the front of a cereal box. That wo uld be a waste of a life.

BOGGART:

AFRAID OF?

DEMENTOR:

WORST MEMORY

PATRONUS:

Idont think Ishouldsay.

Eric often haddifficulty producing a corporeal patronus. When he finallymanaged one, the creature elicitedlaughs fromhisclassmates. Needless to say, the hen disappeared after a fewseconds. Henssymbolized patience and protective instincts whichwere evident through their tendency to hoard eggs (a fact thatseveral boys jabbed at Eric). The hen is also prone to beinginfluenced by outside factorsmore than others.

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He thought of the victorieshe and Euan had nabbed for Gryffindor. It washis golden age their golden age.

MIRROR OF ERISED:

He was already at the peak ofhis Quidditch career. With the success of it came a prospective future. Eric was confident in stickingwith the idea of never working once hed retired. To him,money which entailed a home and other necessities was enough. Hisfamily was not perfect, but neither washe. There was no reason for him to want anything.

If Isaid it three times, ithas to be true.

Itshamedhim thatlooking into the Mirror would be surprising. Instead ofa single person, there were four. There was no hesitation

in recognizing her sister; no matter how annoying,he knew whatshe lookedlike. It was the other two that irkedhim. They werebothmen. Euan casually punched Erics arm while sharing withhim a familiar smile. The other man hadhonest,solidfeatures. Heheld Julia in a protective embrace that wasfar from casual.

The image painedhim. The thing that Eric wantedmost whathe could notdeny was also whathed alwayswished to avoid. Itwas impossible to imagine a mended relationship for him, and even more impossible to imagine a person worthy enoughfor hissister. He couldnt possiblywant that.

If Isaid it three times, ithas to be true.

just look at how close we are,INSTEAD OF HOW FAR

YOUR CHARACTER IN FIVE WORDS;

Intuitive, earnest, reserved,self-assuring,direct

LIKES;

Muggle BooksYouknow those non-fiction ones? People dont expect me to take an interest in things outside of the pitch. Reading about theFrench Revolution andproletariats in Russia is oddly entertaining.

ModestyIm not the mostunderstated man out there have youseen me? but there is no reason to flaunt everything. Only the ones whotry too hard are the ones with no talent whatsoever.

HoroscopesIt is the onlypart of the newspaper Ill ever read. Theyre entertaining at the veryleast. Ilike to know what to expectduring theday ahead.

CleaningThe methodic process ofwiping windows andscrubbing dirtfrom tile grout is my guiltypleasure. My teammateslike to referenceme by cleaner brands. When one ofthemsays Miss Periwinkles Dry-Away, Iknow that its me unfortunately.

Being Left AloneI enjoy the solitude. When you have a profession that requires rubbing shoulders, it getspretty exhausting. I get tired ofpeople.Does that make sense? There isnt necessarily anything wrong with them;some time by myself is always a good thing, though.

Simplicity

Wouldnt everything just be some much easier when theyre all black and white? Idont want to work throughsomething. It is anunappealing concept.

DISLIKES;

Having His Picture Taken

I always manage to lookoff. Myface looksloopy in that recent interview with Beaters Bite.

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AlcoholNeverreally enjoyedthe taste ofitandthe Ballycastle lounge is stocked full of Butterbeer kegs. The smellisnauseating.

Warm WeatherItsalreadyhardto come by, especially whenwere so farnorth. Iguessitsjustapreference towards what Im usedto?

Unfamiliarity

Ive stuck with Quidditch for more thantwenty years. Ive knownmy closest friend forseventeen change doesnt come easilytome since I cannot exactly warm upto it either.

SweetsThatsickly sugary smell. It sure does make foragoodalliteration butthatsaboutit. Give me aslab of meatany day.

The WigtownWanderers

theyhave alousy defense strategy. The managers useless. He probablytriesto signthem upwith deodorantcontracts. Andwhatkind ofaname is Wigtown? And Wanderer? Really? Are theytryingto make themselveslook bad onpurpose? And whatisthatthing supposedto be ontheirrobes? It definitelyisnota cleaver. Itlookslike apiece of shit No. This doesnthave anythingto do with Euansigning withtheminstead ofthe Chudley Cannons. Please. Of course not.

No OffenseJustsay what you want. Those two words dont make the circumstancesany better. Allthey do isputthe guilt onthe recipient.

Dairy Products

No. Please no.

NewsItrynotto read whatothers write about Quidditch. It changes myperspective onthe sport, which doesnot bode well like that

recenttabloidaboutthat Chaser fromthe Kenmare Kestrels. Definitely wontlookathimthe same again. You cantreallyconcentrate onthe game whenyoujust knowthat one ofthe blokeshasthat.

Thunder

The noise is disconcerting. Both me andtoddlersare scared stiff out ofit.

FEARS;

The WrongChoice

Deception

Euans Death

Water

COMMON KNOWLEDGE;

Eric isnttoo badat Quidditch.Eric plays forthe Ballycastle Batsasabeater.Eric is one half ofthe infamous Lange Zeller(not Zeller Lange) rivalry.Eric memorably disengaged several Chasers withasingle slap ofthe bat.

Eric prefersrunningaway frompeople, ratherthanembracingthem.Eric isapureblood.Erics youngersister Juliagotthe smartsand volatility.Erics sexualityis debatable, ashe hasnever beenseenwithagentlemanorlady ofnotable affections.

SECRETS;

Disappointment

IN HIMSELF

INEUAN

Ballycastles Uniforms

Quidditch

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Eric did notfind the sport itselfhorrible swinging at ballsfor a jobwas easy enough. However, Quidditchhad governedhislifemore than he hadwanted it to. Atfirst ithad been an amazing gift; bringing himfriends andmoneywithlittle effort. He could notforgive the sportfor itsfaults, though. Quidditchhad broughthim and Euan together buthad also torn them apart. To him, the cost

thathad come withfalse friendship was too much.

He knew that there was nothing else thathe wanted to as a profession. There was nothing else thatwouldsatisfy Eric more thanQuidditch. However, there were pointswhere he questionedhisfaith. Flying was the only thing thathadstuckwithhim after so

manyyears. He thought itwas enough ofa reason to live for it;losing a friend and any chance for normalcywent against the

theory. Perhaps in the end itwas just easier to quit.

HABITS;

Eric sucks on hislower lip whenever he doesnthave anything to say. Interviewershave dubbed thismove the Lange Lunge.Eric,whenever in doubt, choosesleft over right. Dontknowwhere to go? He chooses the leftfork even ifthe sign warns ofwasps.

Eric prefers to keep silent before jumping in withhis opinion.Eric emphasizesfirst impressions. Much to hisdismay,he has trouble changing an opinion ofsomeone beyond the firstfewminutes.Eric getslittle to no sleep. He spendsseveralhours rearranging pillows in absurdformations, but to no avail.

STRENGTHS;

Honesty

Charisma

Focus

Lack ofVolatility

WEAKNESSES;

Serious

Tender Mind

Slightly Vain

Fames Effects

OVERALL PERSONALITY;

INTUITIVE

EARNEST

LIMELIGHT-CONSCIOUS

SELF-ASSURING

DIRECT

so what tell me what you got to hide,WE ALL GET PULLED BACK SOMETIMES

MOTHER & FATHER;

BETH romilda langeSixty-four nee Erickson Housewife (former Ministry Employee)

MARCUS steven langeSixty-two Businessman

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SIBLINGS;

JULIA _____ langeYounger Sister twenty-two Ministry Employee

OVERALL HISTORY;

Idid it your way,DONT PUSH IT BABY

NAME;

Sophie

AGE;

22

GENDER;

The kind that gets crampsright?

EXPERIENCE;

Two scatter-brainedhour- ER,years!

OTHER CHARACTERS;

n/a

EXPECTED PARTICIPATION;

Numbers-wise, the minimumwould be three times a week.Beyond the numbers: My activity tends to rise up anddown; one day, Ill be posting andscaring members away,while on the otherend, I could barelymanage a reply to a post every other day. Consistency isdefinitely a goal ofmine for Same Old Stuff. Just awarning beforehand, though, that I am not the most reliable when it comes to a setschedule. Any absences that are more than

four-five dayswill be notified.

SAMPLE;

[Iwant to be honesthere, andsay thatmy introduction posts are normally not thislong. Rare occurrences like this one only

pop up in one on one ro le plays (to get the ball rolling a little more easily). Ihope that thissuffices. Thissample is ofRodolphusLestrange.]

London streets, allflickering lamps andhazywinter fog: a grimscene setfor the perfect crime,merely awaiting its villains.

The temperature sulked in the basement of its range as clouds progressed across the black currantskylike a quickexhalation ofair across a mirror--and there, as the veil ofgloomdropped across the backdrop of the stage, the actors took

their cue.

Aflutter ofblack cloaks rippled across the edges ofthe frame to fill the emptystreetwith a dark intensity ofpurpose and as

quickly as the motion began, it ended, black-cladfiguresdotting the cracked concrete and asphaltlike misplacedstatues. No

lights blinked on in the windows above. The streetwas asdead to the rest ofthe city as a phantomlimb, and beneath their

capable wands it jerked to life once more, twitching ghostly in the night as theystirred the sleep from their own travel-sore

limbs. The gunshot retort ofcracking necks andfingers echoed between the narrow brickwalls ashoodsshifted andmasks

adjusted. A convention of reapers, each identical to the next; butmissing from their congregation was the skeleton king

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swallowed whole inthe emptinessof Voldemort'spromise, too futile to fight) until he felttop-heavy withinnerstrife.

The easiestwayoutofthis confusion, he divined withthe instinctual certaintytypicalof emotionallyineptintellectuals, was

tothrowthe rawkinetic energyintothe onlything sure togarnerpositive results--inthis case, accomplishingthe task

assigned. The sharpangle of his elbow seemingly foundits wayinto his companion'srib cage ofitsownaccordas he shoved

the unknownDeath Eater firstthroughthe door, ignoringthe man's cryofprotestatthe graceless use ofa fellow wizardasa

shield. Butgrace fell secondto survival whenthe two were notentwined, and Rodolphus didnotregretthe sacrifice when

theirvictim's curses began flyingoffofthe walls; slipping betweenthe verbal bullets deftasacat, and seeminglyas

confident, he set hisown life to firstpriorityand watchedasthe olderDeath Eaters corneredtheirvictim. (thisisyour cue.)

Instinctkickedinwhere reason faltered. The audacitythat had distanced familyand friendsalike in his childhood, the cold,

ruthless, corporate ambitionthat had denied himany semblance ofahealthyrelationshipthroughoutthe entiretyof his life--

those traits convergedinthe heatofthe moment, anuclearreactiontocircumstances utterly beyond his control. Andinthe

shattering stillnessofthis emotionalaftermath he foundthe proverbial heartof darkness:inthatgapingcavityof his chest,

longsince scooped cleanof sentimentalpulp, he mustered upthe necessary depravityto disconnect fromall mortal qualms

and concernsof death.

"Crucio."

Barelyawhisper beneath his breath, butthe effect wasimmediate asthe nearest Death Eater felltothe floorina flailing

messof limbsandpain. He kickedthe writhing body from hispathand surveyedthe others with wary menace--frightened

yet?--andthey, too, droppedtothe sidesofthe room, startledintocomplacency bythe seeming disdain foralliesthe

Lestrange heir held.

Atthe centerofthe troubled silence the Muggle sympathizer quivered, all sweaty fleshand ugly defiance laced with

undertonesof fear. He could smellit, taintingtheirpure airwithanimalistic simplicity.

"You're outofyour depth here, sweetheart."

The commentwaspurredin faux-confidentialitytothe gagged-and-boundprisoner. Raising his wand, asmile slippingto fit

the curve of his lips (sorare, so fitting, he waspositively monstrousinthe fluorescentglowofthe overhead lighting) as he

formedthe appropriate wordsin his mind.

The ceremony wasasimple affair by comparison. Asthe Dark Mark burnedinto his flesh, the smellof sizzlingskinso

reminiscentofthe corpse he'd leftbehindonly hours earlier, he lookedintothe eyesofthe Dark Lord with dog-like

adoration.

"Bettertoreignin hellthantoserve in heaven."