Alistair Spectre
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| Alistair Spectre | |
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| Biographical Information | |
| Born | 11 November 1994, 17 |
| City of Birth | Edinburgh |
| Current City | Edinburgh |
| Blood status | Pure-blood |
| Physical Information | |
| Species | Human |
| Gender | Male |
| Height | 5'7 |
| Hair Colour | Red to brown |
| Eye Colour | Hazel |
| Skin Colour | Fair |
| Marks/Tattoos | Freckled |
| Relationships | |
| Father | Benneit Spectre |
| Mother | Apolline Vaillancourt |
| Siblings | |
| Pet(s) | An owl named Owl Pacino. |
| Education | |
| School | Hogwarts |
| House | Slytherin |
| Year | Seventh Year |
| Class of | 2013 |
| Character Information | |
| Playby | Cameron Mongahan |
| Kelly | |
Alistair is a very physical person-- quick to hug and quick to clap a good friend on the back. His hugs often lift peoples' feet off the ground, and he does not hesitate to throw someone over his shoulder and carry them to a new destination. Even if, and especially if they were not intending to go there in the first place. In fact, if you are friends with Alistair, you are guaranteed to be carried off by him at least once a week. Thanks to his mother and her horrible, horrible cooking skills, Alistair has mastered the art of making good pain perdu-- also known as French Toast.
Alistair has been lying since first year about being Fred Radley's half brother. Many students (and some staff!) actually believe him, and just as many don't believe him but go along with it to mess with Fred. Alistair loves to plan elaborate pranks, but sometimes his jokes aren't as elaborate or clever as he thinks they are. For example, he once glued an owl feather to the bottom of Fred's shoes and proceeded to hoot at him all day. Nobody cared. He is cool tempered, unless he feels like people he cares about are being maliciously picked on.
Although ambitious and determined to succeed in life, Alistair does not necessarily view success as being synonymous to fame. To him, success is setting goals for yourself and achieving them. Success lies in accomplishments and personal growth, not in what others think of you. If one were to argue otherwise, Alistair would, kindly, ask you to shut your damn mouth because he doesn't give a fizzing whizbee what you think. Alistair has a bit of a competitive streak. Most of the time, people don't realize that they're actually competing with him-- it's all in his head. He wants to be the best, but if that isn't possible he needs to at least be better than you.
He is sturdily built, squat, compact, yet lean. Like many Spectres, he is physically very strong-- stronger than he looks. He claims that he gives the 'best massages known to mankind' and that his 'hands know what they're doing.' Truth be told, his massages range between mediocre and pretty damn good, depending on whether or not he actually likes the person. Alistair is on the shorter end of average and is insecure about his height. His resting face makes him look like a freckled, gassy baby. The Slytherin has sweet, kind eyes that were blue when he was younger. As he has gotten older, however, his eyes have started darkening. Alistair's forehead wrinkles easily with most of his facial expressions, though he's young enough that the wear has yet to show.
His father gave him his well defined jaw and strong, slight clefted chin. His red hair was inherited from his father. In the winter, his hair darkens to an auburn brown color. On occasion, he changes color it for a couple days before tiring of the new color and transfiguring it back. His short, straight nose shows no signs of previous injury, although he'll insist that he's taken a bludger to the face more than once in his life. Alistair worries that girls are more likely to call him 'cute' rather than attractive and manly.
