CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Percival Mcmasters
Birthday: 11 years july
Hometown:Godric's Hollow
Bloodline:
Pureblood
Magical Strength (pick one):
Charms
Magical Weakness (pick one):
Divination
Year (pick two): Year 1 or year 2
Biography:
Type your response here.Born in Godrick's hollow Percival Mcmasters was quite the little scamp. when he was little he used to steal his fathers wand and try to cast magic something that mostly ended in some furious townspeople because of sparks in the sky in the middle of the night he has a good memory wich have caused him to sucsessfully cast some easy spells. the problem was that he tried out spells he cant read too wich mostly ended up with something burned and he with house arrest. Percival is a happy little boy with a dream to become an auror after he graduates from his dream school Hogwarts. Percy likes candy. Hope to gather some friends And to become a seeker.
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Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.
House Request:Gryffindor
Personality:
Percival likes reading and playing Quidditch he doesn't like to be hit by a bludger and has a fear of spiders and snakes. Percival is a cheerful young kid who only kan be angry by bullies
Appearance: Percival is a dark brown-haired blue-eyed boy with a light-built body and looks like a good and healthy kid
→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across one of these posts on the site. Please select one & reply as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions, not Evangeline's or Hugh's.
Option I:
The dungeons. A place eleven-year-old Evangeline had not yet travelled since her arrival at Hogwarts.
A place she really was just fine with not knowing; but it was too late. The dare had been accepted, even if it had been done in fear of being kicked out of Gryffindor, like the older girls had said she would because Gryffindors were supposed to be brave.
The air changed instantly when she hit the main corridor of the dungeons. The dampness was almost too much for her and she instinctively took a deep breath to avoid the sensation of being suffocated. There was also a sour burning smell which Evangeline assumed was from many, many Potions lessons.
Further and further she walked, her steps so slow and gentle they made no noise against the stone walls and floor. The feeling that she wasn't alone crept up her spine and raised the tiny hair on the back of her neck. Shivering, Evangeline wrapped her arms around herself. Suddenly, she missed the warmth and comfort of the Gryffindor common room. The fire was always going and it made her feel at ease.
Why had she let those girls talk her into this? She was only eleven, she didn't have to be brave. Surely the Headmistress would not kick her out of Hogwarts for not being brave.
If only she had these thoughts while being dared to search for the ghost of one Emma Birch, whom supposedly haunted the dungeons. It was not, Evangeline had learned, the place where the sixteen-year-old girl's life had ended but as she had been from the house with a snake as its mascot, it was the place her spirit had returned to. That common room was down here somewhere, she'd been told.
Something - the small blonde girl wasn't quite sure what - but something made her stop in her tracks suddenly. There was a low, dull thumping noise. Or maybe that was her heart beating so loudly she thought it was coming from outside her body.
"H-h-hello?" Her voice was barely above a whisper.
Remembering that she was supposed to be brave, Evangeline tried again.
"Hello! Is Emma Birch here?"
The sound of her own words bouncing back at her off the walls made her jump.
Option 2:
That rat of his was in for it now.
The gray little rascal had disappeared from his clutches at breakfast. Again.
Before Hugh even knew what was happening, Merlin had shot across the floor, somehow managing to avoid all the feet walking across the hall and had escaped through the open doors.
Which meant that Hugh was now stomping through rows of flowers and other various flora, searching for the small creature. It was like the rat knew Hugh was allergic to most flowers. Merlin always chose to run to the gardens whenever he got away from Hugh. It was as if the rat did not want to have him for an owner.
Hugh had named his pet Merlin because he had hoped the powerful name would give the rat more incentive to be more than a rat. Not that he expected Merlin to change into a wizard or anything, but rats were just so...useless, for the most part. With a name like Merlin, Hugh thought it might give the rat purpose.
The only purpose Merlin seemed to have was getting away from Hugh as often as possible.
As the fifth year trudged into the second row of flowers, not taking much care to avoid trampling the first row, he felt the first sneeze building up pressure in his nose and behind his eyes.
"You blasted rat! Where are you?"
He pulled apart a section of bright red flowers; he didn't know what they were called because he despised flowers, and ducked his head low to peer into the depths of the flowerbed. It was moving closer in proximity to the flowers that finally did it. Hugh took in three great breaths and then let out an almighty sneeze. It was strong enough to disturb some of the dirt on the ground before him.
Groaning, he stood up again and wiped his nose on his sleeve. It was as he was turning his head, his nose running up and down his arm, that movement in his peripheral vision caught his attention. Normally one who preferred to put his best face forward, Hugh was a bit embarrassed to be caught wiping his runny nose on his robes.
Nevertheless, Hugh put on his best haughty voice. albeit a bit thickly with his plugged nose and said, "Can I help you with something? It is not polite to stare."
Roleplay Response:
Type your response here. Percival looked at Hugh and said I am sorry if I angered you I just heard some noise and walked to see if you needed help. Percival looked at the 5th grader and said my name is Percival but you can call me Percy. maybe I can help you look for the rat. percy did then give Hugh a tissue he had in his pocket. Percy then stretched out a hand to try to help him up.
Please read the below note before writing your response:
When responding to the RP sample, please do not powerplay the other character in any way. This includes assuming a significant prior relationship between your character and the RP sample character, assuming any information about them that isn't explicitly detailed in the sample above, or powerplaying Hugh's pet rat. If in doubt about whether something constitutes powerplay, err on the side of caution and write something else!
Please also treat this sample as you would treat a real thread and leave your response open-ended to ensure the other character has a chance to respond. This means that your character should not walk away from or otherwise end the interaction in your response.
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