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451dcff36461aa4 (He/Him) is a wizard. He wields a member of the unsorted masses of Hogwarts students just off the train eagerly crowding around the Sorting Hat.
About Me
Mason Alexander Stone
It seemed fair that somebody could lock a dangerous mythological creature such as a Veela in a confined space, considering what they are. A woman, or, on rare occassion, man, so beautiful it is indescribable. Their charm is so overwhelming it could make a male throw himself into the sea, following the gorgeous sounds of their singing voices until he drowned. Forcing man to dance until they drop. Dead. Veelas, so kind and trusting in one hand, and so ruthless and bloodthirsty in another with their second form - a Harpy. Harpies are the closest 'animals' to Satan; covered in florescent green and blue scales, wings like dragons, vicious talons, and a gigantic unforgiving bird-like beak. Frightening?
Mason Stone is one of them.
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Mason Stone grew up in a small apartment just off Diagon Alley grounds, his parents not being the greatest. All was fine until he turned five. Mommy and Daddy were fighting.
"Who do you think you are?" `"You dare use the money..?"
"Get off your #@% and stop staring into space."
"And you should be taking care of Mason."
It only went downhill from there. Masons father and mother said their somewhat civil goodbyes within the next few months. Mason wasn't allowed to decide for himself which way to go. The Ministry of Magic ruled that he stay with his father, who had quickly became a depressive mess - drinking, smoking. Every few days, he'd disappear, leaving young Mason alone. The days he was around, he'd be around to harm Mason. Two years, the tiny Veela stayed, taking the horrible acts of his flesh and blood. Then he ran. Did you expect that to be the way he'd gotten to this very moment?
({[Physique]}) Height: 5' 9" Weight: 122lb Eyes: Azure Hair: Dark Brunette Skin Tone: Porcelain
Family: Logan, Matilda, Keelie, Faline. ♥
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It seemed fair that somebody could lock a dangerous mythological creature such as a Veela in a confined space, considering what they are. A woman, or, on rare occassion, man, so beautiful it is indescribable. Their charm is so overwhelming it could make a male throw himself into the sea, following the gorgeous sounds of their singing voices until he drowned. Forcing man to dance until they drop. Dead. Veelas, so kind and trusting in one hand, and so ruthless and bloodthirsty in another with their second form - a Harpy. Harpies are the closest 'animals' to Satan; covered in florescent green and blue scales, wings like dragons, vicious talons, and a gigantic unforgiving bird-like beak. Frightening?
Mason Stone is one of them.
"""
Mason Stone grew up in a small apartment just off Diagon Alley grounds, his parents not being the greatest. All was fine until he turned five. Mommy and Daddy were fighting.
"Who do you think you are?" `"You dare use the money..?"
"Get off your #@% and stop staring into space."
"And you should be taking care of Mason."
It only went downhill from there. Masons father and mother said their somewhat civil goodbyes within the next few months. Mason wasn't allowed to decide for himself which way to go. The Ministry of Magic ruled that he stay with his father, who had quickly became a depressive mess - drinking, smoking. Every few days, he'd disappear, leaving young Mason alone. The days he was around, he'd be around to harm Mason. Two years, the tiny Veela stayed, taking the horrible acts of his flesh and blood. Then he ran. Did you expect that to be the way he'd gotten to this very moment?
({[Physique]}) Height: 5' 9" Weight: 122lb Eyes: Azure Hair: Dark Brunette Skin Tone: Porcelain
Family: Logan, Matilda, Keelie, Faline. ♥
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