- Messages
- 519
- OOC First Name
- Ana
- Blood Status
- Half Blood
- Relationship Status
- Single
- Wand
- Knotted 10" Rigid Alder Wand with Mermaid Scale Core
- Age
- 20
The Basics
Hey man sing me a song
When we were everyone
Hey man sing me a song
When we were everyone
Full Name: Weston Quinn Stirling
Gender: Male
Birthday: 20 March 2041
Age: 18
Hometown: Auckland, New Zealand
Occupation: Retail associate
Education: Hogwarts New Zealand (2052-2059)
Magical Information
No cell phones just twenty thousand lights
Swayin' on a Saturday night alright
No cell phones just twenty thousand lights
Swayin' on a Saturday night alright
Blood Status: Half Blood
Wand: Knotted 10" Rigid Alder Wand with Mermaid Scale Core
Boggart: A giant centipede
Amortentia: Petrichor, cedar wood, cinnamon, coffee, and a hint of gasoline
Mirror of Erised: Him as a famous musician living in a big city
Dementor: -
Patronus: Weston is unable to produce a corporeal patronus
Patronus Memory: Receiving his Hogwarts letter
Appearance
Can't stop singin' along
Can you join in, come on
Can't stop singin' along
Can you join in, come on
Hair: Brown and wavy, Weston's hair is perpetually untidy. He keeps it fairly short and runs a comb through it whenever he remembers, but it usually ends up messy by the end of the day.
Eyes: He has brown eyes.
Height: At 5'7'', Weston is on the shorter side. He doesn't mind too much though he sometimes wishes he was taller.
Style: Weston dresses very casually and doesn't really give much thought to his appearance, instead valuing comfort. He prefers muggle clothes and thinks that robes look kind of silly (and are also a tripping hazard). In the summer, Weston usually wears t-shirts and athletic shorts. Once cooler weather rolls around, he lives in flannels and hoodies, the softer the fabric the better. Though they're not exactly comfortable, he often wears jeans but definitely prefers joggers if he can get away with it.
Other Distinguishing Features: -
Playby: Daniel Diemer
General Description:
Weston is shorter than average, and his tendency to slouch doesn't exactly help. He has a stocky build and broad shoulders. There's almost always a smile on his face and a twinkle of wonder in his eyes. When walking around, his head is always swiveling back and forth as he tries to take in the world around him. Weston's never been the neatest person, and his clothing is perpetually wrinkled, a jacket collar partially folded in or a shirt half untucked. At home and in the muggle world, he almost always has headphones around his neck or earbuds dangling out of his hoodie pocket.
Personality
Whatever was or what's meant to be
Our melodies are memories
Whatever was or what's meant to be
Our melodies are memories
General Description:
Weston is a true extrovert, getting all his energy from being around other people. He loves meeting people, talking to them, even just watching them. Every stranger is just a future friend, and he wants to make as many friends as possible. He has no qualms about approaching random people and enthusiastically introducing himself. He loves nothing more than spending an afternoon wandering through crowded city streets and plazas, taking the world in and feeling as if he is part of something bigger than himself.
Paradoxically, Weston's immense desire to socialize hasn't left him with the best social skills. He's terrible at recognizing boundaries and operates from a very self-centered point of view. If he spots someone he wants to talk to, he will talk to them, whether or not they even want to be bothered. Weston expects to be liked, and if someone doesn't enjoy his company, he assumes something is wrong with them, not him. Sometimes he won't even notice subtle cues that someone dislikes him. He can also be thoughtless, forgetting details about other people's lives while expecting them to keep track of the intricacies of his own.
Weston grew up very sheltered. The biggest dangers have always lurked in the faded pages of his comic books and the ghost stories his dad told. As a result, they feel far removed from his own idyllic life. He believes people are naturally good and trustworthy and will take them at their word. How can a world where music and stories and magic exist contain any evil? He is thus very susceptible to manipulation and lies. Because he is an open book and usually tells the truth — even when a white lie might be the more polite option — he expects the same of others.
Getting sorted into Ravenclaw initially came as a surprise to Weston and his parents since he's never been the best student. When it comes to his studies, he can be very lazy and takes procrastinating to the extreme. If he's not interested in a task, he has a time concentrating on it and motivating himself to actually complete it. Maths was always his worst subject since he hated the rigidity of the discipline and all the rules and formulas he had to memorize. He has always preferred the more people-focused subjects of history and literature.
It is his love of the creative arts that is Weston's most Ravenclaw trait. The son of two historians, he has an immense love for stories, the wilder, the better. He has a fierce imagination and loves contemplating "what if" scenarios. He also adores music and the way a simple melody can evoke emotion and bring people together. Weston has taken guitar lessons from a young age, and it is the one subject he can devote hours to without getting tired or bored. Nothing makes his dedication and determination shine more than a particularly tough song that requires his full attention to master.
Weston has a natural curiosity about the world around him. He grew up listening to tales of his parents' adventures in foreign countries, and he knows there's more out there than just Auckland or even New Zealand. He wants to see all the biggest cities in the world, both muggle and magical. Weston has a healthy sense of ambition, fueled by grand dreams of playing music around the world, and he has no doubts he'll get there.
Strengths: earnest, imaginative, dedicated, friendly, trustworthy
Weaknesses: self-centered, naïve, careless, gullible, disorganized
Likes: playing the guitar, comic books, folk music, board games, rainy afternoons, people watching, snickerdoodles, the color yellow, ghost stories, taking public transportation
Dislikes: anything with more than four legs, studying, dirt, sports, maths, dull pencils, waking up early, old guitar strings, hot weather, olives, heavy metal music
Secrets:
- He once accidentally shoplifted a deck of cards. He felt so bad that the next day, he slipped an envelope with the money he owed under the store's door before running away. He has never returned.
- He slept with a nightlight until he left for Hogwarts.
- He's afraid his parents will suddenly decide to withdraw him from Hogwarts to homeschool him again.
Make a bunch of friends at Hogwarts✔- Become a professional musician and maybe join a band
- Beat his dad at wizard's chess
- Busk at Washington Square Park in NYC
- See his favorite band perform live
Background
Where do we go from here my friend?
Is this the way our story ends?
Where do we go from here my friend?
Is this the way our story ends?
History:
Immediately after graduating Hogwarts New Zealand, Evie decided she'd take some time to travel. She'd spent her life in New Zealand and wanted to see the world. Her trip would take her across West Europe, down to Morocco and through West Africa. She had self-studied French and Gobbledegook and was eager to test her skills and maybe pick up some new languages. It was in a bar in Nice that she met Tom, a muggle who was on his gap year before university. The two instantly bonded over being the only two Kiwis in the room and started a fling that lasted a couple of weeks as they made their way through Southern France and Spain before heading their separate ways.
Evie completely forgot about Tom until six years later when they ended up at the same history conference. While they had been apart, Tom had studied history, intent on going into academia, while Evie learned more languages and began work as a translator and interpreter. Now that they were both in the same city, they rekindled their friendship, which soon turned into a romance. A few years later, they got married, and a few years after that, once Tom had earned his doctorate, they had Weston.
Life was difficult the first few years as they tried to build up their careers while taking care of Weston. They lived in a tiny apartment in Auckland as it was all they could afford and it was close to Tom's work. Because they lived in a muggle community, Evie wasn't able to perform magic, but she didn't really mind. She was more interested in her language work, and by now, she was mostly translating human languages. Evie's mother, Lisa, lived nearby, and she would often help babysit Weston before he was old enough for daycare. As a result, Weston has fond memories of spending time with his grandmother, who would bake him cookies and take him to the park and if he was good enough, create pretty sparks to dance in the air. That last activity almost always led to a power outage.
Weston had always wanted a sibling, but Evie and Tom decided early on that they couldn't really afford another child. Taking care of one magical child was hard enough, and that was with the help of Lisa. Whenever Weston experienced a strong rush of emotion, nearby objects emitted high-pitched noises. Often these bursts of magic would cause the nearest electronic device to malfunction. They couldn't imagine all of the uncontrollable magic a second child would bring. Besides, Weston was enough for them. They delighted in showering him with love and attention.
Evie and Tom first tried enrolling Weston in daycare when he was four. That attempt lasted three days before the center mysteriously lost power and two ceiling lights exploded when someone made Weston cry. To avoid suspicion, they decided to keep Weston at home until primary, in the hopes he'd be able to control his magic better when he was older. A year later, he enrolled in primary. He lasted several months before the teacher's computer caught on fire, forcing the school to evacuate. There was no lasting damage, and no one suspected Weston, but Evie and Tom decided that it might be better to just have Lisa homeschool him. At least that would also allow him to learn a bit about magic before he entered Hogwarts.
Weston split his days between Lisa's house on the outskirts of Auckland and his city apartment. He would spend time with Lisa while his parents were at work and then Evie would whisk him back to the apartment. Because Lisa lived in a magical community, Weston was able to interact with other kids there and watch his grandmother perform spells. There was also more room to run around and more curious magical knicknacks to play with. At his apartment complex, there were very few kids, and none of them were magical. But he still loved running around the city, dragging his parents behind him as he explored. As far as he was concerned, every stranger was a potential friend, and it was exciting to be surrounded by so many people, by so much energy.
It was on one of his weekend walks around the city that he spotted his first busker. Weston was immediately transfixed, both by the music and the way the crowd moved, rippling and nodding and smiling as the notes washed over them. After dumping all of his pocket change into the busker's hat — earning him a smile and a wink that positively made him giddy — he asked his parents for guitar lessons. Evie and Tom were skeptical. Weston was fairly young and private lessons were expensive, but they knew it would be good for him.
Weston turned out to be naturally talented at the guitar. Even more importantly, he was actually willing to practice, which had surprised both Evie and Tom. He had never been the greatest student, often completing his work at the last minute and after some prompting by Lisa, but he was determined to make the guitar work. His interest in music more generally sharpened, and he enjoyed digging through old records on the weekends (he had read somewhere that vinyl sounded better).
Though Weston had a very happy childhood — thanks in no small part to having three loving adults constantly spoil him — he did wish he could go to a regular school. He wanted to play with other kids his age. Some days he got bored doing his lessons at home though he tried to fill up his days with activities. Aside from his music, he liked flipping through comic books and playing board games, especially magical ones. Even just wandering the city and people watching was exciting to him.
When his Hogwarts letter came, Weston screamed. And then the lights went out. It didn't matter though. As his parents sighed and went to call the building's maintenance person, they couldn't help but smile at the sight of Weston hunched over his letter, flashlight in hand, as he read and reread the words. His time had finally come.
Family:
- Evie Stirling née McKenna - Mother
- 47 years old | Translator | Halfblood
- Thomas Stirling - Father
- 48 years old | Historian | Muggle
- Lisa McKenna née Garland - Grandmother
- 73 years old | Retired | Halfblood
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