Telemain -- Magician, NOT Wizard

[telemain]

did someone say
TELEMAIN DRACO SAMSON?

what the devil
IS GOING ON HERE?

name: Telemain
nicknames: Dork
gender: male
age: sixteen
sexuality: heterosexual
face: Chris Colfer
fairytale: Enchanted Forest Chronicles
year: sixth year of high school ( he completed first several years at once last year 'cause he's crazy-smart)

when i rule the world
I'LL PLANT FLOWERS!

personailty: Telemain is a child genius and is smart in general. Very smart. Freakishly smart. Fortunately for him, he's also about as nerdy as they come and he's socially awkward. He's the kid who spends every Friday and Saturday night up until all hours...studying in his room. He does all the extra credit, embarrasses his professors by asking them questions that they can't answer and quotes his textbooks on an hourly basis. He's sweet and rather innocent.
appearance: He's very obviously a teenager: he's usually got acne, but he mercifully got his braces taken off last summer. He has brown hair, blue eyes, a still-cracking voice and is a 5'8" and growing and he'll probably reach between 5'10" and 6'0" by the time he's done growing. He tends to blush frequently.
history: He was born the only child of farmer's daughter, who was thrown out of her home for becoming pregnant out of wedlock. He never met his father, but he was a magic-user, for his mother was not. For the first ten years of his life, Telemain lived and worked alongside his mother, as they moved from farm to farm, share cropper-style. Bright-eyed and hard-working, Telemain worked hard and loved his mother, but he was also incredibly smart from a young age: he noticed things everyone else missed and he longed for "something higher". He was ten when his mother passed away from pnemonia, just before Christmas.

Telemain was devastated and, although he mourned his mother's death, he knew he had to move on. Try as he might to sneak away, he was collared by a harsh-handed man, who beat his wife and children and he took Telemain with him, beating, starving and otherwise playing the bad guy in this Sueish-tendency history. Telemain, being the little genius he was, escaped before long. He found work as a messager/errand boy for a local printers' merchant and before long learned to read. Literacy opened up a Whole New World <-- [Disney pun] for Telemain and he became quite well read.

He was twelve when he discovered magic. Late at night, he found a spell book and took to reading and practicing from the privacy of his room, but he felt such passion, such bliss, as magic coursed through him. Finally, he came out to his master, who was a kind man, who listened and would buy his apprentice an occasional small magic tool or ingredient or spell book. He got his big break when a traveler came and spoke to his master about a faraway school, where Telemain's talents would be allowed to flourish. After packing his belongings and saying farewell to his master, Telemain came to Avalon/Tintagel Academy and hit the ground running.
other:
sample post:

Kay loved shopping a little too much. It wasn't just that he was in clothing stores almost twenty-four seven, but it was the type of clothing that resulted in his indulgent outings. See, Kay liked...unusual, sometimes slutty clothes and took advantage of whenever they were offered. As he was a beloved ward of a king, basically treated as a son, (little did he know he actually was a b*****d prince) he had plenty of money to spend on form-fitting tights and bright red speedos.

With Chris the toilet plunger in tow, (he had wanted to bring More Dread along for the ride, but she had been fast asleep on the foot of his bed when he had left the house that morning) Kay was going through racks and racks of fish-net/spandex leggings, looking for the weirdest pair for maximum what-the-hell-is-he-wearing? impact of his classmates, friends and admirers critics.

Finding nothing, he moved onto a circular rack of sparkly shirts with an excited, "0o0o0o0o!" He looked at a few, giggled at a few Team Edward shirts and then became bored with the proceedings. He really should have asked Gwen to come with him, as shopping wasn't nearly half as fun on his own. Still...

The bottom of the circular rack of sparkly shirts came to light in a new way for him. A grin crossed his face as a childish, that is to say, more childish than usual, idea came to light. Scrunching down on his long legs, Kay scrambled under the rack and huddled in the middle on the clothing, Chris the Toilet Plunger clasped in his hand like a scepter.

"I'm hiding." He announced, to himself, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

His eyes caught the shoes of someone marching into the store and another childish idea came to mind. He waiting, biding his time until the shoes approached the rack. Suddenly, he jumped up out the rack.

"Toilet!"

and it's gonna be
TOTALLY AWESOME!

what the hell is a PIP?
i'm just a nineteen-year-old kid!
MORGAN OWEN, KAY, SMEAGOL & GOLLUM is/are the hottest person/people i've ever seen!

pigfarts and
RUUUMBLEROAAAR!

^{hey. this app was made by the totally awesome holly @ caution. please keep is credit. or else you're not going to be able to dance again. or go to pigfarts.}