Siris

[Siris]

• Character name: Siris
  
  
• Gender: Male
  
  
• Age: 2 years
  
  
• Personality: Siris is quite mature for his age. His favorite thing to do is just to sit back and watch others. He observes and thinks. He can be fast or fatal when he wants but that isn’t normally his choice. He’s got the energy to play and have fun but he doesn’t indulge often. He tries to be around others even if he doesn’t interact with them. He enjoys to company and doesn’t like to be alone and only does so on occasion. He has got a gentle and open side when you approach him right but never a mean side. He would sooner starve than cause someone else pain.
  
  
• History: Siris hasn’t had the chance to live his own live until recently. Since he was born, Siris and his sister were dominated by their older brother, Nuka. When the pups played, Nuka had to win. When they learned to hunt, Nuka always killed the prey. His sister, Mona, grew tired of it and left, taking Siris with her. She made up for all the times Nuka had been the victor over her and she became the victor over Siris. He was pushed down and pushed down. He knew he could never hurt her the way she was hurting him so one night, she had brought back a male, he snuck off.
  
  
• Example post: Malcom gave a slow sigh that would give anyone listening the impression that he had just been asked to make the hardest decision of his life. In his own little reality, it was a hard decision but only because he was lazy and didn't want to do squat.
  
  "Alrighhhtt...." he droned. He slowly and with obvious effort, pushed himself off the ground and walked past everyone staring at him to the door. He flashed the nearest girl, Ruana Sremmos, a thingyy grin and then continued past with a bouncy kind of walk.
  
  "Don't bother, Elle. I can lead us to Dane. I know this castle like the back of my head."
  
  Malcom swiveled around and stomped back over to Ike. He shoved his finger right up in his friend's face and said: "Shut up, Barringer! You didn't even know Dane was gone until I got your drunk ass up and told you!" He tossed his head in much the same manner as an angry Lorel model. He strutted back towards the door, holding his nose up so that if you looked straight at him, you could see all the nice green up his nose.
  
  The Slytherin stopped at the door but didn't look back. "Oh, by the way, Ike, there is that nice patch of grey hair on the back of your head you don't know about." He touched his wand in his pocket and silently said one of his own spells over and over, actually turning the hair on the back of Ike's head grey. When he had said it 4 times, he stepped out the door and walked away. If anyone was going to follow they would.
  
  
  
  *~*~*
  
  
  
  Malcom reached the door within about five minutes. He looked behind him at the group awaiting that brilliant moment when Malcom would ultimatly prove that he knew where Dane was and he wasn't actually a complete moron. That moment was not this one.
  
  Malcom's chosen door was... a bathroom. He grinned and pushed open the wooden door.
  
  "Maybe he fell in... That happens alot you know. Happened to me just last week. There I was just sittin' there when all the sudden, WHOOSH!! and I just went splat right in the toilet. I also zipped my fly up a bit too fast and-- well, you know the drill, guys. d**n did that hurt..."
  
  He gave the group a smirk and waggled his eyebrows. "That's as sexy as it gets, ladies." He turned back to the bathroom but stopped as if he had remembered something important. He turned to the group and looked at Elle.
  
  "If I don't come back, honey, remember me the way I was and not the way they find my mangled body." He moved toward her quickly, not giving her a chance to get away. He pulled his arms around her back and pulled her in right against him. Malcom bent his back and dipped her down and pressed his lips tightly against hers. He held the kiss for about 5 seconds before standing her up, releasing her from his arms, and waltzing into the bathroom.
  
  Remembering that the boys would try to follow to see if he was leading them toward Dane, he quickly threw a "DON'T YOU DARE COME IN HERE!" after him.
  
  When he came back out his eyes were half closed, he was scratching his crotch, and he sighing in a self-satisfied manner. "That feels good..." He looked at the group and stopped scratching himself. "I had to go tinkle, you perverts."
  
  He pushed his way through the hall and walked towards the West Wing where he had seen Dane being chased. All he was doing was leisurely strolling past all the rooms and glancing in. Every once in a while he would call "Oh Daney-poo" into a room.
  
  Then he came to an open door. There was a slight breeze coming from it that caught his attention when he had moved a few steps past it. He stopped, turned his head, and walked backwards to stand in front of it. He looked in cautiously. There was something wrong with this particular room.
  
  Malcom stepped in. With the other kids behind him, he looked around.
  
  "He's gone," he said to the others. "I just know. He went through that hole." He slowly lifted his arm to point to a decent sized hole in the middle of the room.
  
  
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[Darius]

Nice post!
Accepted.
Although this was supposed to go in the
'male acceptance board' Also..
though do you think you could
make your name match your character's name?
Things get confusing without that.