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Cole Lin

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    Cole Carter Lin
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  • Birthdate Day 17
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  1. "Everyone needs a bit of action, it saves us having to work for it too." Cole smirked slightly, the idea had its amusing streak to it. It had been the cost of Jamie's self-image in a jest-filled manner, of course. But it didn't stop the image from crossing his mind and the amount of fans that would've enjoyed such unfettered access. "It solves the problems of having a drought too." This caused his eyebrows to wriggle suggestively. "Though in all seriousness it does bring up a bit of a curious question in mind. . . Do they have you set up with heavy back-to-back public signings?" While he knew not every athlete gained that treatment, those that had been a stable for a team's PR movement or had grown such a name for themselves that they grew marketable often had been sent out to interact with the fanbase and even draw in more people simply by showing up. Lips curved into a small smile. "Really? Another opinion would help a lot. Sometimes with this stuff it's always hard to find that 'Right outfit'." The idea that he would end up placing himself in this kind of a situation three times in his lifetime and who knows what other accolades in the future did rub him a bit in the nervous sector of his mind. His eyebrow raised up questioningly at the phrases used by both of his twin cousins and his lips parted slightly to speak. "You know, if someone was randomly passing by? You both would make it seem like I joined some kind of Chip and Dale school." A cheeky chuckle escaped from him; while the idea itself had never really crossed his mind to even partake in he knew that they meant good enough money amongst various clientele. "I'm all for the help though. Including a nice little tie," He spoke the last portion in a sing-song voice towards Alex. It also meant he got to spend time with someone he cared for, it seemed like a double-win in his book, wasn't it? "Truth be told, I also wanted to try to find and buy a good present for Mom, Pops, and Auntie. You know, a way of just saying 'Thank you' for their efforts." He wasn't sure where he would've been without their investment in his life, as much as he wasn't sure where his feet would've been placed without Jamie or Alex around. As much as he tried to help them, whether he'd been sure they helped him as much and hadn't even been fully aware of it. "And maybe something nice too for the two hard-headed people that are stuck around my life."
  2. "Probably not. . . She might try to get you going with the well-kept beard that seems to be the fad with stars these days." Cole's eyes narrowed slightly as if he were trying to avoid giving the woman more ideas to try and slap on Jamie. Knowing full-well he'd only been stirring up the pot as if it had been a delectable stew to be consumed. "Just imagine, you're walking in with your leather jacket. Design on the back designed ever so lovingly by your twin. The crowds screaming your name, men and women fainting on the floor just to feel the leather brush across the tips of their fingers." While he spoke his arm rose up and the back of his wrist pressed against his forehead in a dramatic fashion, eyes rolled as if he were simulating the actions of a fainted star struck individual. A chuckle flowed from him at the exchange between the two of them. "So, we're establishing, specifically her not allowed, right? I just need to know if I should schedule a few fashion-show bits for your attire and then a unique 'Broom show'." A playful grin started to form on his face while he shifted himself closer towards the window of the booth and his gaze turned out towards the various people that walked on by in sights for a moment then turned towards his cousins once more. "But she does have a point about those handles, you can even have a little device attached where turning the grip slightly causes a hefty vibration in the air, 'Vrooooom' " Both of his hands rose up, fingers curled in loosely while simulation motions of riding a bike with mildly twitches of his hand as if it were turning something then lowered them back onto the table. "Speaking of clothes, I do need to go shopping soon. Have to get myself a nice smooth suit to look absolutely stunning in." With his hands lifting up once more, the tips of his fingers flex the collar of his shirt as if he were a strutting debutante. "Not just for graduation but I think I probably should start the process of getting potential job interviews setup after. You know, be able to support myself a bit better than what I'm doing now." Which had been his secretive gigs using the Violin. While it didn't bring the cash in, it gave him enough to spoil himself ever so slightly. However, an active job, maybe he'd be able to get out from under the confinement of the University sanctioned dormitories and settle into something far more comfortable while keeping up with schooling as well. A proper place for studying and keeping things orderly. "Sure can't have my parents and your mom not see me at my best in that graduating moment." He imagined they would most likely be happy at the fact that he had succeeded in general. Because of how auspicious the day would be he couldn't go under simple garments either. It had been far off but he'd been confident due to the amount of effort he put into everything he did do.
  3. So. . . If anyone on campus sees a snake. . .? Don't stomp it. It's one of my dormmates. They kind of left the cage opened. Just let me know, I'll get it!

  4. A playful smirk stretched across his lips, his head shook in amusement as the thoughts spoken started escalate. Almost as if they were taking a life of their own unintentionally or intentionally, in this particular case. "She has a point there! How can you be a 'Ladies Man' if you're looking like a 'Boy Band Popstar' instead? Those are two different images that just can't fit together." He spoke in a teased tone. Not that he thought Jamie looked like he belonged in some kind of 'Boy Band', the image in his mind of it even being conceived as an idea nearly caused him to guffaw until his hand reached up and covered his mouth to keep a seal tight on the laughter. "I hear people like the rugged look, a bit of a 'Man's Man' appeal that screams 'Ladies Man' too. Just be glad Alex isn't talking about adding some piercings. You know that's becoming a super fad amongst people now." "Hey, now. I resemble that!" The words left his lips and a wide smile formed afterwards as he started to rumble into a soft laughter. "I say who better to help you look your best than the ones that love you? Or at the very least, the ones that love to embarrass you." Sometimes the two had to go hand-in-hand, the perks of not only being family but close in relationship as family members at that. He personally found it at least helped with the mood that had swept around the table earlier in the evening which is always a positive thing when gloom could be pushed away into shooting the breeze. "Why not help them?" Cole's shoulders shrugged casually. "You're already in it, plan to stay in it a bit longer. Our job is just to make sure they represent you properly!" He tried to wear as innocent of an expression as he possibly could towards Jamie. "Is it not better to play the role in your style? It's a win-win!" Depending on what one could consider 'his style', he'd been sure what both himself and Alex held in their minds had been two leaps over a gorge and several yards dash away from Jamie's preferred style in almost every way. "You can totally trust Alex, she's a walking fashion genius! Now, me? You should be worried about. I might go around thinking clown pants are smooth." "Now, what we really need to get you? Is a super unique broomstick." As he expounded more on such embarrassing details his gaze shifted towards Alex as a playful shine sparked in his eyes. "Any ideas spark to mind?"
  5. "Well, you know how it is. Only one person should be famous at a time, it's keeping all in balance." Cole offered a playful smirk, He didn't actually think he held the 'flair' to pull off being famous anyways. He found that Jamie just held that kind of confidence that made it work in a way that he couldn't fathom or comprehend. Then he started to roll into a full blown laughter and started to tip the remaining liquid in his bottle to drain it completely. "If you're paying me for that I'll need an entirely new make over." How long had it been since they were able to sit back and enjoy something so frivolous, heart nurturing? In a way, this had just been them having a good time without the need of poke at the solid wounds of being an Adult. His gaze shifted a bit from them and towards the window with a light smile that formed. It was good, they were good, maybe in time things would manage to even out somehow, that they wouldn't be strangling themselves or be strangled by the weight of things that had been happening around them. He'd been snapped from the daydream and turned full attention back towards the twins with a grin donned on his face. "You definitely can't pull off the Fonz look. I definitely can. It's all about how you make the hairstyle" The tips of his fingers brushed against his peaked hairdo and then sported a winning smile as if he were about to take a biopic for a moment. "Oh, you can definitely pull the formal suit look. That or the biker look, maybe we should get him to dress up like a biker and put it out on the net?" He mused with a narrowed look towards the ceiling. His mind still running with the idea. "On the back it can be, 'Jamie's Vroom Brooms'. With a broom that has handles pushing through a Quidditich ring. You can be the first ever Quidditich Broomsticker Gang." Cole's expression shifted to one of approval as he nodded with his shoulder's drawn upwards. "I think it works perfectly."
  6. So... I am being 'Requested' to make friends.

    Soo.... Any folks want in to a private party so I don't get yelled at?

    1. Alex Lin

      Alex Lin

      Go out and make them.

    2. Cole Lin

      Cole Lin

      This doesn't count as an attempt? It should count as an attempt.

  7. "Looks like I couldn't escape from that. . . Can't blame me for trying, can you?" She probably could and perhaps he would've done the exact same thing if he'd been her shoes. Fingers passed through his hair bashfully as the nails scrapped soothingly against his scalp. "Okay, okay. I'll do it. I was just trying to do something a bit nice for you guys." While he tried his best to support them emotionally and mentally, at times, he found his efforts not up to par. Not where he would've wanted it to be, he didn't expect a perfect record of it all falling into place. At the very least he expected to hope to be as effective as he possibly could be. "I can grab some random no-face students off of the streets. Hopefully they'll be all for it." If not? Then they could still have it, he just had to try and invite them, right? Maybe he could abuse his Quillbook for that. He pointed towards Alex as he nodded in solidarity with her words. "She has a point there, man. They can only snap photos of what they can see, am I right?" What happens under the sheets, stays under the sheets. At least that had been the hope with such brief entanglements. "Just tell them if they ever snap pictures of me with you, take it from the right side? That's my good side." He started to sit up straight, shifting to the right side of his body and displaying it with a half smile as if he'd been ready for a photo op. Then he started to nestle back into his seat with a wide smile painted on his face. "Promise not to steal the show away from you too much there." It'd been a joke to Cole on that part, in comparison, Jamie had been far more the draw of the public. Not only by reputation, a persons fashion statement had been as much a public relations kind of deal. He wondered, how often did he have to actually dress up like a bad boy? Did he always need to take up that look if he'd been in public for a prolonged amount of time? "So, we don't have to expect you to suddenly start wearing a leather jacket with some tight jeans like you're the Fonz if they're trying to sell that ladies man look, will we?" Thinking about it alone fueled a laughter that he tried to withhold. "Because, I can't speak for Alex, but I don't think I could take that seriously at all."
  8. He smiled warmly. "Yea, I didn't think you were going to go for that idea either." Cole felt disconnected from the overall life of both Jamie and Alex, had they even been spending time with people that they enjoyed? A presence that had seemed overall unique to others? Maybe that hadn't entirely been his business, just because he'd been curious it didn't mean that he'd been mandated by any sense of it that he needed to know. "We'll keep it low key for you then." With a grin and wink offered to him as if they'd made such a grandstanding plan. Truth be told, he probably would be in the same predicament as Jamie. Not so much that he'd been contractually obligated to not date, even just casually, but that there didn't seem to be any good pickings. "Not really. None that I think would show up. I don't know. . . I keep pretty lowkey because I have my attentions elsewhere a bit." If he suddenly became busy with friends would he be able to be there for his family when they needed him? On the other hand, it'd been unhealthy to not make genuine friends to party and go out with. Here he had been at a booth drinking with his cousins, the two people that had been the only real friends he had. 'Man, that's pretty pathetic now that she questions me about it. . .' "I can't say I'm a genius philanthropist playboy? Minus all three of them." A playful chuckle escaped from him, both at his joke and the back-forth between the twins. That would get a bit of an issue if the reporters didn't care about exposing that kind of information to random Muggles, that would probably cost the reporters more than they bargained for at that. "Well, alright. No muggles then if that's the way you want to go about it." They seemed to have a better idea of how things would turn out in that regard than he did. "Either way, it's supposed to be for the two of you and your friends. I'm not included in that little bit of planning." Cole wanted them to get off the idea that it was meant for him as well, truthfully, he wanted to offer the relaxation for the them and not so much for himself. "Would it. . . Make you feel better if we put up something to block the windows too, Jamie? Kind of like blacking them out temporarily- avoid the flashes and all that?" He wasn't sure the proper way to dissuade the paparazzi. It wasn't lawful for him to outright intervene against them, like pushing them out into some water to swim with their equipment. But making it harder through ingenuity and different ways to black their view from getting an easy shot could've worked well. "Can even slip you some. . ." His eyes shifted left and right before he leaned in towards him. "Polyjuice? Can use it when you're about to leave that night, give yourself a quick break of it." He would've offered to change into him as an added diversion but he'd already been getting enough attention for that particular gift that he didn't want much more.
  9. "Teammates and people from back and the day are perfect. Anyone you want to date on the downlow, don't worry, we can all keep a secret." Cole winked towards Jamie, at the very least, if he'd been looking towards someone he should have the attempt. Hexing a few cameras to explode to save face shouldn't be much for him as it had been one of the few magics he'd been practicing every now and then. "I mean, It's probably been a while since you both actually had a bit of few with friends, right? I mean actual fun, not the occasional drinking contest or streaking through the sky with teammates. Good, old, 'We don't care about the problems of today' kind of fun." There'd been times where people needed to break off the shackles for a night before having to place them back on, truthfully, he did also hope it would be a way to clear everyone's head a bit better about their paths in life. What they wanted to do and how they wanted to actually lead them for mutual happiness. "I'm with Alex on that, only friend I have is this one guy who keeps giving me really bad movies to watch." Sometimes he'd even shift them towards Alex's way so that the two of them could have a good laugh or five. Cole gave a smooth towards Alex as his eyes shifted left-to-right as he leaned inwards to whisper towards her. "Contrary to popular belief, my dear, Alex. . . I do have some little talents that aren't magically enhanced. It won't be a magical surprise, I promise." He hadn't sought a Violin designed to react with magical presence and design, luckily for that. It'd been something he wanted to consider but the costs were. . . Astronomical with the amount he actually managed to make just to support himself with what his scholarships wouldn't pay off. "So, anyone will be fine to come. It wouldn't be fair to offer that to you if my plan had been magical." Cole could say it had been a type of magic, but really, it's the kind anyone could do with a bit of training or some kind of virtuoso of talent in it. He didn't know which he fit, in truth. But he did train and end up making a bit of side money from the gigs he played under the radar. A good way to have his own little world for a moment, that had been about to break soon but he'd been oddly fine about it. "Me. . .? Uh, I guess. There are a few people I've seen that I've wanted to try and spark a bit of a friendship with, I guess. It would be a good time for me to focus more on making a bit of University friends, right? I can't be a friendless little sop." He chuckled lightly for a moment as he ran fingers through his own hair. "Just bring comfortable shoes and don't worry about a band too much. I know some guys who owe me one for the help I've offered." It had also been a difficult part of the year for the few friends he did go to Tallygarunga with that ended up attending VMU. Most had either finished their degree's or had been at the final stretch where studying and keeping focus had been more on their mind than trying to release that stress for a far easier studying period. "I guess I can go out and start trying to meet people. You know, stop being stuck in my apartment."
  10. It had been unexpected that Jamie was also caught off guard by the swiftness of Alex's need to get a refill of her drink. That seemed like a subject neither of them really wanted to approach in the moment, not if she'd planned to keep tossing them back. His gaze locked onto Jamie's for a moment and he gave an expression to essentially say, 'We'll have to let it be for now.' One thing Cole had to learn had been when to poke the bear and when to coerce it with juicy berries for it to munch on. "I'm sure if Alex asked he'd totally agree at the drop of a dime." Cole teased lightly, though his head shook lightly. "I wasn't expecting a freebie, really. He should be paid to compensate for it all. It could be an equally good time for him to relax too." He didn't think running a business had been the easiest thing to do especially not a bar with the various ups and down between regulars and sudden spikes for people looking for a good time. "I'll even offer to help him clean up the place after, hopefully it'd be a good helping hand." That had been something he never had a hard time doing, offering his help when he felt the need had rose for it. A grin touched his lips as he looked between the two. "Sorry, Alex, you wouldn't be able to unveil that little secret." As much as he wanted to show and tell the both of them for sometime the reason he'd taken up the little secret made it far more difficult in the past to bring it up in his mind. 'Secrets', They were things her personally hated to keep and not because his mouth couldn't be shut, it'd hinged on the fact that he'd always been so opened with both, Jamie and Alex, that not bringing it up felt like a blatant lie to the two people who stood by him through his teen problems and issues. "It will be great. Some drinks, some good food, a bit of dancing for you twinkle-toes." He wasn't entirely sure if that had been their personal schtick to do but it had been a good opportunity when it was people familiar and added an air of comfortability, hopefully a bit of silliness if they could make it all flow together. "It will be a night of no talking about work or PR's - just something where it's a night of refuge from the crazy lives we live." A moment of being disillusioned of the world around them didn't seem like a bad gig in his mind, sometimes, it was needed to just focus on the self. It could even be considered a form of therapy for the soul.
  11. Cole sighed lightly and shook his head, there'd only been so much that he could prod and pushing too hard wouldn't be a smart thing to do when hoping to get others to see a new kind of point of view. He knew they understood health had been important and it hadn't escaped him that security in being able to provide had been a strong suit for the both of them. Which, admittedly, had been the same fence he'd been on in terms of not accepting the offer proffered by Jamie nor finding it right that he move back with his parents if he decided to take off time from school. At some point he would need to find a job too, something that could be substancive. At the end of the day the only thing he wanted them to do had been to take care of their health, not to let it decline or get harsh to manage things. "Just rest when you can, okay, Alex. . .?" The tone his voice hadn't been combative rather somewhat defeated for the time being when it came to trying to discuss her current issues with work. "I'll make sure to bring your favorite dish every so often." It hadn't been the thought that he wanted to place in anyones mind but the kind of pubilicity any form of entertainment needed to fuel viewers and follow articles often escalated or somehow ended up so out of control it increased the stress on the person who'd been 'acting it out'. Regardless, he'd support Jamie and Alex in their endeavors and he'd hoped they wouldn't doubt that he'd do anything he could for them without question. "AQL Would be a pretty good gig for you. All that competiton and the pure fun of the sport." That did drum up a curiosity in his mind as that particular gem had been brought up. "Is that the kind of thing you want to do? Run in the AQL?" As he started to lift the glass up to his lips to catch the final drops of the liquid inside the wood knocked and a gentle wince formed as it halted him. Eyes lowering to Alex as she already seemed to be asking for that refill. Then slowly turned back towards Jamie. "It's been that bad huh. . .?" He questioned, worriedly. Had there been anything he could do to reduce the stress he would, as it was he'd only been sitting on the sidelines watching with a heavy concern. "Hey, I have an idea." That's when it hit him. He didn't want to really do it, but if it meant a bit of a reprieve for his cousins? It was worth it. "How about we get Shane to rent us out the place one day, you gather up some of your friends. You know, a bit of a relax time for you both. Drinks, food and I can setup a good surprise to help you all winddown." He looked between the two of them with a wide smile. "I promise it won't be a dissappointment. . . Er, Hopefully."
  12. Some mates popped a pretty good breakfast for me! Almost stuffed me like some turkey.

  13. "I'm finishing what I am doing and then taking on something else. So, I still reserve the right on you." He offered a coy smile towards her. The workload of the two combined would've been astronomical and only ended up in a single way. At least if he split them up, finished the current year with what he'd already started and then started the next VMU year towards something else the two wouldn't be compounded on top of one another. It had came with the larger consideration that the Auror training would most likely require him to be within his home less, which meant not as much time to study towards his other courses that would need a certain degree of focus. "With how that particular program is designed it's most likely hyper intensive. So, doing both at once would actually cost me to fail one or the other." Cole probably should be counting more of his blessings. He'd hoped he'd be able to start the track of the Auror training to the point that even if Alex did find out about the true depths of it that it'd be a foot too far in to actually pull out. A thumbs up protruded up with Jamie's vocalized support. "Thanks! I'm sure it will be hard but I've always been the sort to handle the tasks pressed in front of me." If the final years in Tallygarunga had taught him anything it had been how important punctuality, pre-planning, and organization had been to getting multiple errands and important tasks done in a timely and reasonable manner. It looked as if he stepped on a larger landmine when it came to Jamie and the situation with his PR. "Oomph. . . That bad huh. . .?" A rhetorical question after hearing Alex's own breakdown of the contract they'd offered him. It sounded like shit, in his opinion. "Sounds like they're only a couple of skips away from trying to put in that they'd assign people to 'date' you and then have you publicly 'dump' them. Unless that's actually in the contract too?" Cole really hoped not, the amount of focus on him already meant that actual dating when it will be viable for him would grow to be even tougher if they can see passed the fake entertainment façade. "Hey, that isn't bad. It just means that when it's right for you it will be perfect by your standards, right?" Not that he could claim to be a virgin himself either though he wasn't sure if the two would believe that in general. "Have you considered looking for a better representative for yourself though? I mean. . . I don't mean to beat a dead horse with a stick here but. . ." Cole leaned in slightly with his grip on the bottle tightening. "I'm concerned, man. You deserve a lot more than that especially if they focused on just your skills." He didn't even want to touch the possibility that they may try digging deeper into the family histories. "At the very least I personally would rather see you actually have fun with the thing that makes you happy. That I'm saying to both of you. Just clarifying here." He grunted with a soft amusement and the usual bright smile touched his face. "But I guess we're all in the same boat in a sense, right?"
  14. "I'm already at the final point of one degree, this is the last year until I officially graduate from the current program." On one hand if he had tossed all of that work and investment he put in out he could've had somewhat of a head start in one of the Auror programs. Part of him couldn't stand to do that as he'd been one to always finish what he started and yet there'd been the fact of spending another few years learning, picking up another skill and set of knowledge. It wasn't like he wouldn't have already gone through the previous years either, all of the learned knowledge would still be there in a manner of speaking. "But if I do both it would reduce a bit of time. A bit of extra work." By a bit, he meant a lot. It wasn't as if the Auror's field had been a walk through the park things were going to end up getting intense with the only uncertainty being the when it would get intense. His head shook lightly, it'd been admirable that both of them felt as they did. Really, he understand the dangerous of taking on too much both mentally and with time in general. "I don't know. . . Don't want to get too comfortable, you know? Ever since Tally I pushed myself, being in the thick of something always seemed. . . Right." Perhaps he'd been a workaholic himself, trying to escape his own mind through work rather than actual problems. "Yea, I know it sounds stupid but it feels like if I stop here then I might end up stopping indefinitely." Even if his parents were alright with the idea of him taking a sit-rep there he'd spent the last few years out of their care in that way. It felt wrong to put that burden back on them all over again. It may have been much more solid for his own health, if he planned to do the two to do one at a time as well. The work for Practical Magic wasn't light by any means and the certifications alone were most likely going to be hell itself. "Yea, I think I will do both. If I'm already right at the finish line I can knock it out of the park but I can start the Auror program next year if they still really want me. It isn't that long and the benefits will be good either way." Talking it out seemed to clear his mind, if only slightly on the stance. "It opens up doors for different chances, right? One day I may end up hanging up my Auror's hat and going into something else." Maybe he'd been projecting that likelihood from his own Father's success. "But I do know I want the opportunity to be able to make my happiness whichever path seems to catch my heart the most. Don't know if I'd really cut it as an Auror personality wise but. . . Hey, I'll find out in the first few weeks, right?" A smile formed brightly on his face. As he thought about the idea of 'Happiness' his sights trained on the two individuals before him. Their happiness mattered to him as much as his own did to them. "I saw they're still trying to work that whole 'Merchandising' angle, J." He understood the reason behind it, businesswise anyways. But that didn't mean he had to like what he considered a smear job on his cousin's actual personality. "How've you been holding up with it and all?" Due to the heavy discussion involving himself the atmosphere seemed prime for a far more heart-to-heart kind of discussion with all three of them there.
  15. That's what he expected her response to be which prompted a defeated sigh to escaped from him. A rough touch had rarely been the proper step and often when it came to ones pride it'd been best to bend it to be malleable than to try and break it, if it could be broken, but the resistance would be palpable in either event. His leg extended slightly and the tip of his show gently nudged in a caring bump against Alex's leg. "Alright, just remember we're always here, yea? Part of the whole family quirk we're all stuck with." Then a smile touched his face. While he stated 'Stuck' he meant it in a way that had been less of a burden and far more like a benefit of life. Not to mention, his door would always be open for her to barge through if she or Jamie ever needed anything. Something that he'd always made sure to let both of them known even if he didn't expect them to take it until the wall had already started to close around. He laughed weakly and his head nodded with a slight twitch. "It sounds easy with that but. . ." If it hadn't been for the fact that members of their family had been accomplished people in the Auror sector, it wouldn't have even been a thought. Cole did have to admit to himself that regardless he'd end up in the Ministry sector some how due to the current course and expectation of a career that he held for himself originally. "Just give us a heads up when you're at that limit, Alex." That way he and Jamie will end up flipping a coin on who had the duty of trying to bring her home depending on how late things would end up going. "I hate tests, can I avoid those? . . . Probably not." There'd been his attempt to try a bit of levity to the situation, however, the thickness of the atmosphere for himself personally didn't allow for it to effect much of his mood in terms of weight. "I've been asking myself that. A bit hard, mostly because I keep going back to the fact that I actually could be extremely effective in it. Well, in the thought of certain talents. . ." Did he even have the proper temperament? His cousin brought up a perfect point, it's a career that he'd need to wake up every morning and find a reason to filter through, dealing with the kind of things that could pop up and that they'd see. Would it end up destroying who he was in the long run? Cole wasn't sure if it'd been legacy alone that drove him or even the admiration for the kind of man his Father had been. To be so solid, the kind of values that had been instilled within. "And I think part of me wants to enroll. As much as part of me wants to research the different kinds of magic that could help." That had been the string of it for him, both were worthy and admirable careers, they spoke to the young adult in ways of wanting to better their society. To either protect it or to progress it. "It's why I figured I may as well finish out my practical degree first and then. . . Maybe during the training I might have a better idea. But maybe that's just me having a wishful thinking approach."
Cole Carter Lin
4th Year VMU Student/Secret Violinist 0
21* year old Pureblood Human HE/HIM
Age:  21*
Date of Birth: April 17th, 1998
Year Level: 0
Occupation: 4th Year VMU Student/Secret Violinist
Blood Status: Pureblood
Species: Human
Player:  ✩ Kaitore
Pronouns: HE/HIM
Patronus: Erumpent
Wand: 9" Vine Thunder Bird Feather
Play-by: James Maslow

Tallygarunga  - Flinder House - 1st to 7th year

VMU - 2016 to Current - 1st to 4th Year - Practical Magic Degree (Has Recently been Asked to switch into the Auror Program)


Holds a small crush on his Cousin, Alex Lin. Though knows nothing can ever truly come from it.

Learned to play Violin through secret lessons, seems to be quite talented with it. 

Often plays with underground groups with a more 'modern' styled sound for the Violin. 

Is a Metamorphmagi

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Is a Charms Expert

Is often found studying one of the many subjects in his field.

Seemingly passionate on the way magic can integrate into technology and allow for various inventions. 

Can really hold his liquor, surprisingly. 

Wants to go into researching various magics towards practical use

Also is dealing with a change of pace due to an offer to start Auror training

Becomes randomly and suspiciously busy during certain points in the year. 


While he isn't a suspicious person by nature, Cole does have his own form of trust issues. More so when it comes to cousins and the things they've been through. He'd rather protect them through finding a fallacy in those that would try to get closer, at least until he could judge for himself their true intentions. 

He's a Gentleman at heart and finds it is through the teaching of responsibility that he had received from one of his Father's many ideals. He's likely to open up a door for an elderly as much as he would for a young child. The care drilled into him and the values he takes as much of his own choices built up a young man who desired a care for the needs of the people. 

While not normally shy things take a slight turn when it comes to potential romantic entanglements. Unsure of how to approach them or even if he should identify for them. More likely to hold in the fact he'd like someone in the first place until something triggered for it to burst out in an expressive emotion. Not so much in words, rather action first followed by words.  Otherwise his emotions, beliefs, and views are worn on his sleeve typically unless given reason not to.


Cole Carter Lin stands at the height of Six feet and three inches, quite tall in any capacity. He often sports short hair that is styled in various ways to add a bit of flair to his own sense of identity without worry of how others could consider it. His beard is always kept trimmed and neat rarely does it ever grow out into a tangled mess but rather stays skin close and groomed. 

While it is a rare occurrence for him to lose control of his emotions entirely it, it isn't unheard. Certain occurrences or heated moments will cause his hair to shift to a corresponding color the physically simulates the inner feeling. Something that he tries hard not to let get away from him choosing not to be ousted. 

He keeps himself decently fit, taking personal health into consideration. Brief exercises are done but never excessively or obsessively. 


Cole Carter Lin had been born into relative comfortable without any personal childhood hiccups. The most active or traumatic experiences held by him personally amounted up to a couple of bruises or injuries that occurred through the various activities that he'd gotten into. Exploring the various trails around the area, trying to build some form of 'fort' on the property nearby as if he knew what he'd been doing. Things were as normal as a childhood could get in the Wizarding world for some time, a rarity in many cases as ironic has it had been. Even with the unique talent of his bloodline that marked him as a Metamorphmagus, a secret that he kept from those that hadn't earned his trust fully. 

The life of an only child held its benefits but loneliness was not one of them, not when there is a desire to explore and tell or show others that very discovery. Even during the time of at his preparatory school that had been a course of choice to help instruct him before going off to Tallygarunga, he lacked for friendships that weren't just surface based. The kind of superficial experience that had always reminded him that he most likely wouldn't see a few of his peers on his route into Tally. 

A few years later one of his cousins, Jamie, moved in with them to start his time at Tallygarunga. While Cole wondered under what circumstances prompted the choice it wasn't one that he spurned or had been unhappy about. There seemed to be more than enough room and it didn't seem too bad of an idea to have someone around close in age that had been secluded only to exposure at School. He wasn't certain on when it started to occur but he grew closer to Jamie able to name him as one of his best friends even as he started Tallygarunga himself the following year. 

Things didn't seem so complicated during that time either not until his Aunt and Alex moved closer to them and across the way. One way he'd have described the woman at that time is as a 'Raging Hellfire' of sorts. By then he'd already been told of his Uncle leaving them, though the mans face was an obscured blur unable to even recall a proper personal relationship with him if there even had been one. The turmoil within her drew him out to try and reach out, more so just trying to be there for her and tried to encourage her to take more productive means versus the destructive that she'd been going about. Whatever he had said or done that made it click for her, it seemed that eventually she'd be on the right path that she found herself comfortable with. 

Of course, all that time and attention he'd been given her ended up with the effect of his emotions being placed in an awkward situation. He started to have a crush that he'd intended to ignore, forbidden to act on in his own mind and perhaps even social perception. Through the difficult portion of trying to sort through the complicated feelings he tossed himself into various activities through Tallygarunga, things that he'd hoped if well focused enough and kept away reasonably enough things would flow away. That it could be chalked up to simple teenager triggered hormones. 

Though it didn't work in his favor in trying to sort out his mind and emotions, it did win him enough notice to be considered House Captain during his final two years. The unusual knack he seemed to hold with getting other students to attend to their studies in a unique manner for their own growth and benefit. Accolades that earned a scholarship for Academical Excellence entering into VMU which he enrolled into the moment he graduated from Tallygarunga. 

He currently is going through his third year in VMU under the Practical Magic degree and while he is now still diligent within his studies he always finds the time to hang out with his Cousins when he can. Especially if it means he'd get another chance just to be near Alex, resigning himself to understanding while it's wrong he simply feels how he feels. Unable and unwilling to actually change that fact for the time being. 

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