User:LittleRedCrazyHood/Sandbox

Poke around or whatever. :P (Relationships//Polls)

Aesthetics
They're trash but whatever. :P

Characters
•=  This is just me learning more about my characters, you can take a peek if you want to know more about them too. Credit to Ellie and Emma for all these guide questions. ♛=

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Personality
What if I stop being smart? Except I'm not even that smart. It's not like I'm the top of my class. There's no solid proof that I'm smart. Maths and Chemistry don't matter in Hogwarts. People only care about Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms and Potions. I don't like any of those things. No one cares about what I'm good at here. What if I was in another car crash? The probability is slim but what if I was? And what if something happened to my brain. I realize that nothing can happen to my brain without it resulting in my untimely death or me turning into a comatose vegetable, but what if, for some reason, I stop being smart. Would I still matter? Mom always told me 'Nikolai, you're a very brilliant boy and I love you.' but what if I stop being brilliant? Will people even bother with me anymore if I'm not special? Why do some people get born with photographic memory? Science has never found a single verifiable case of photographic memory. Does God just like them better? There's always going to be someone smarter than me to invent the things I want to invent and solve the problems I want to solve, so why do I exist? If I lose my 'intelligence', then what am I? Why can't I read minds? I mean, I know it's not an actual thing. Magic exists but apparently reading minds doesn't, I researched. There's no spell or no potion that can allow anyone to do such a thing. The number of positive real roots of a polynomial is bounded by the number of changes of sign in its coefficients. But life would be so much easier if I could read minds! I could understand when people are being sarcastic, or when they're just joking. When they're laughing at me or being mean or when they're genuinely complimenting me or when I'm annoying them. It's hard for me to relate to people. I never know what they're talking about and when I try talking about what I want to talk about, no one gets it so I have to stop. Needs Want of the many outweighs the want of the few, I guess. Which brings me to my next question... Do I really need people to like me? If I go down in history for changing the scientific world, and they print my face and name onto every textbook in the entire world, will it say 'Nikolai Dalton had many friends. They included...'? No. It'll say 'Nikolai Dalton invented the _____, which was a breakthrough for the field of ______." I can't study, sleep, and socialize. You can only pick two ends of the triangle and sacrifice the last. I need sleep to function, so it goes down to social life or studies. Studies is more important in the long run. My only goal in life is to have a theorem named after me. Not a rule, not a principle, not a theory, but a theorem. It sounds cooler than the rest. Who needs friends if you're smart, right? Right?

History
"I was born on March 3 at exactly 3:00AM. Three's always been my favorite number now. Anyway, so mom and dad were always fighting and I was a smart kid so I saw the end soon. They divorced when I was seven, so I had this really fuzzy memory of what he was like for a very long time. "Mom was kinda overprotective and I never found it too overbearing even though my friends at school thought she was crazy. She was really strict, there was a clear set of rules, and if I wanted to do most things I'd have to ask for her permission. I was not allowed to watch TV while she was in the room because something inappropriate might come on. I was not allowed to eat candy or junk food – just stay healthy. I was not allowed to listen to popular music, only classical. I was not allowed to read books on my own until she was done reading them first, so by the time I got them there'd be paper taped over inappropriate parts. "You know what kind of books can't ever be inappropriate though? Textbooks. My grandfather on my mom's side was a Chemistry prof at uni and Mom still had a lot of his books and his syllabi lying around. I love Science and I love Math. There's just something pleasing about the fact that everything has a solution. It might irrational, it might be imaginary, but there will always be one. You just need to analyze the problem. And I love Science because it's this definite proof that we're all equal and that everyone is made up of the same stuff. We're like a giant lego set, except instead of lego, we're made up out of atoms and bits of DNA that trace back to the very first living thing on earth. There will always be a part of me connected to someone else. I will never be alone. "I found out I was magic at the age of nine and I really didn't want to believe it. There had to be some genetic defect that was causing me to act this way, but the accident where it happened was fun enough. I could make the Bunsen burner light up without it being connected to a source of gas, and I could control the flame and make it non-luminous even without opening the airhole. Plus, I could change the color of the flame without even having to do the flame test! Some man in robes came to my house to explain it to Mom, and she understood after extensive research. I got my letter to Hogwarts at the age eleven, like anyone else. I was sorted into Ravenclaw the moment the hat touched my head. "I didn't have a lot of friends at Hogwarts. I blame knowledge. They don't teach Maths in Hogwarts, and they don't teach Chemistry or Biology or Physics or any kind of Science. Come second year I started bringing books with me. I got a copy of my muggle friend's curriculum and printed it out and when we're not having classes, I study. "Mom died the summer after I turned thirteen. We were in the car together and someone tried running a red while Mom was driving and it hit us. I made it because it hit her side of the car. The probability of her survival was small but this was the one time I wanted the numbers to be wrong. Still, death is a part of life. It hurts but you have to deal with it. "Now, I live with my Dad. He has a new family now with this lady who's a witch like me, and her daughter who's magic too. Lilli, her daughter, is in my year but I had never made the connection. Dad's as cool as the Pythagorean theorem. During the first few days we didn't talk much then a while passed and he got me an entire plastic bag of candy. I had never tasted chocolate before. His wife, Anna, is cool too. Anna lets me sleep past nine-o-clock and watch TV. Actual TV. I don't have to wait for the DVD box set anymore. I've found that commercials aren't that bad like Mom said they were. Plus, Anna let me watch rated R movies without any adult around even if I was only (But I still miss Mom.) And my stepsister, well, we don't talk much – rather, she doesn't talk to me – but when I'm not around she smiles, proving that she's a proton like me. Maybe that's why we repel one another."

Save Your Heart


Things He's Stolen
That he has until now, of course. (And the story behind them.)


 * Holly Williams' diamond earrings - They belonged to his ex girlfriend. After she cheated on him, he felt like that in exchange for crushing his heart, he deserves something rather valuable of hers in return.
 * Penelope Mitchell's wands - She hexed him in his fifth year and decided to make a scene at a party about it. The next day, he decided she shouldn't be using that wand anymore. It took her ages to get a new one, and he stole that one too.
 * Test answers to the fourth year Charms exam - One day, he decided he didn't want to study. Sneaking into the professor's office and nicking the answer sheet wasn't very hard.
 * The golden snitch from the Quidditch finals of his seventh year - Slytherin had won the Quidditch cup, and their seeker was being far too arrogant.
 * Self-Shuffle Playing Cards - He saw some guy playing with it in the Leaky Cauldron, and found them cool. Naturally, he took them.
 * Omnioculars from the last Quidditch World Cup - He didn't have a good enough view, and it was his first world cup. He felt like he deserved them.
 * Sneakoscope - The only thing he had ever stolen from Sabrina Le Fey, and it was a sneakoscope of all things. He's still immensely proud of it. Sabrina let him steal it. Everyone except him knows.
 * Your heart - ;)

TBP
The Black Parade is Xavier's family. One thing's for sure, no matter where he goes or what he does, he's always gonna come back to them, and he doesn't care how cheesy that sounds.
 * Adèle: Oh, she's practically his mother, and she's younger than him. She's gotten him out of more than a few sticky situations. There's no denying that she's hot, and while Xavier might think that she's gorgeous, thinking of her in about her in any way that is not platonic makes him want to barf. It's practically incest.
 * Søren: He's a hard one. Xavier never really got close to him. He's sort of close to Søren, as an extension of being close to Adèle. He thinks they're gonna bang soon, but he still thinks that she could do much, much better.
 * Sabrina: And here is yet another beautiful woman who he has nothing but platonic feelings for! She's amazing, and he looks up to her like a little brother would look up to his older sister. They have matching rings, so he wears his around his neck because the first week that he wore it on his hand, everyone just automatically assumed they were married. Which they are not. Ick.

Eeku


Siblings
In EQ's opinion, his parents do not know how to name children. In his opinion, Audi and Gertrude are the luckiest. Sooo... If any of you want to make one, they're all yours, as long as you're Gryffindor enough to name them this.

* Bathilda and Elmo do not have any users, and thus no definite age. If you want to get them, please talk to Red. The only requirement is that they HAVE to HAVE that name, and that EQ's the eldest while Angus is the youngest.

Possible Models

 * Daisy Clementine Smith - actually siblings irl with Lucky Blue and Pyper America
 * Emma Dumont?
 * Jared S Gilmore?
 * Jeremy Shada?

Notes: Some siblings need brown hair, otherwise Auds isn't gonna fit.

CONTINUE THE SEARCH.

Quentin & Maria
Okay, just so we have a general idea of how they look like and why their children look the way they do.


 * Quentin's Blond Hair: GC1, GC2, Weegee-ish
 * Maria's Brown Hair: Auds, EQ, Weegee-ish
 * Quentin's Grey Eyes: GC2, Weegee
 * Maria's Blue Eyes: EQ, GC1
 * Maria's Mother's Amber Eyes: Auds (Maria's eyes are a heterozygous combo of the colors grey and amber, and the recessive trait showed up in some of her children.)
 * Quentin's Height: EQ, GC1, GC2, Weegee
 * Maria's Height: Auds

Evans Family Lunch
The Evans live in Hogsmeade, so, once you're thirteen (if you're at Hogwarts) you come home every second Sunday of the month to have lunch. Most of the time, it's rather explosive, but everyone does it anyway. [http://s3.amazonaws.com/estock/fspid9/20/45/82/2/thatched-cottage-oxfordshire-2045822-o.jpg Their home? (Courtesy of Rabbit.)]

Viaaa/Amelieeee
 What was Amelie up to in France? AKA: Filling in the gap.

So, if you've seen the gif on Via's page or whatever, you now know that Avia Camelot Hillier is in fact an anagram for Amelie Victoria Hall. Yep, they are the same person! Anyway, so the last we saw of Amelie was her talking to Ryder then she disappeared of the face of the earth, by literally changing her face. And her name. She's always been sorta clever so she wanted to make it an anagram, and after days of thinking she finally decided on Avia Camelot Hillier, or for short, Via.

If you check out Amelie's page, growing up, she took French lessons and ever since she's been fluent, so she decided to move to the City of Lights. She rented out a shitty apartment but it had a great view of the Eiffel Tower.