FOX, riley andrew

[Riley Fox]

it's time to show you what i'm all about,
,RILEY ANDREW FOX!?


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get up, let's see what you're made of
the basics

Character Name: Riley Andrew Fox, his first name comes from his great grandfather on his dad's side, his middle coming from a deceased brother to his mother due to the previous war.
Alias: (if you mean NickNames) Riley doesn't really have any nicknames, and would probably hex anyone who tried to give him one...
Birthday: March Fifteenth is the day he was brought into the world.
Age: Riley is currently a fifth year student enrolled in Hogwarts.
Orientation: Straight as a line, do not try and sway him otherwise.
House: The house of the serpent, Riley belongs to Slytherin.
Patronus: His patronus is a FOX, funny because of his last name, thought it is because of his sneaky ways. The memory to conjure said fox is when he made the Quidditch team his second year.
Wand: Riley casts all his spells with 12 inches of holly with a dragon heart string core.
If teacher: N/A STUDENT
Playby: Some people say he looks an awful lot like this muggle actor Scott Clifton

bring it on; you know i'm not afraid
the secrets

Likes:
-quidditch (keeper)
-girls
-the occasional drink.
-cigarettes, and yes they are an addiction.
-hexes, jynx's, and curses.
-friends
-being smart
Dislikes:
-hufflepuffs
-most gryffindors
-siblings
-people who are better at something than him.
-losing.
-not getting his way.
-lack of food.
-lunch meat. (turkey/salami/roastbeef/ham/etc.)
-bugs.
Strengths:
-quidditch (keeper)
-transfiguration
-curses/hexes/jynx's and their counters.
-DADA
-COMC
Weaknesses:
-girls
-having no paitence
-charms
-history
-following the rules
Boggart:
Riley's worst fear recognized would be being told that is anything like his parents. Riley strives to become as different from them as possible, even though there are always things that will tie him to them.
Amorentia:
-A wine flavoured cigar.
-Fresh garlic toast.
Hair:
Riley has dark blond hair that is not long really, but defiantly not short. It is usually spiked of some sort, and you can see that his hair get sun bleached from Quidditch because his roots are closer to brown than the rest of his hair.
Eyes:
His eyes are an almond shape and a basic gray in shade, though in certain light they look more greenish than they do normally.
Appearence:
With his longish blond hair, and his slim body, Riley is rather attractive. He catches the eyes of many girls and that is probably why he is such a flirt. He has a slightly longer face, oval shaped, but not too long. His skin complexion is tan, like an olive color. His clothing style tends to stay to jeans and jeans shorts, muscle shirts and hoodies when he actually wears a shirt. He has a tendency to like to show off his abs which he works very hard to maintain at a six pack, even if they aren't very defined. (Sorry this part is so short, but with the other stuff mixed in I am not sure quite what to put here...)
Body:
Standing at exactly six foot at only fifteen years of age, Riley is sure to be about six four by the time he is a seventh year. He is extremely fit but does not have the body of a runner or a weight lifter in any form. He is just very lean, and even though his height would not let you believe it, he is still rather light and agile on his broom, which that long with his excellent vision helps him to be an amazing seeker.

never give up when the going gets rough
the history

Mother:
Joseph Fox (Former Ravenclaw)
Father:
Stephanie Fox (Former Gryffindor)
Siblings:
OLDER:
Michael - 25 (former gryffindor)
Walter - 21 (former gryffindor)
Aimee - 19 (former ravenclaw)
YOUNGER:
Miranda - 13 (ravenclaw)
Jessica - 11 (ravenclaw)
Todd - 9 (N/A)
Others:
N/A most of the other family is deceased or Riley refuses to associate with them.
Background:
The middle child in a family of seven it is sometimes hard to not feel a little neglect. Of course that is only the start of why Riley hates his homelife so much. Being the only Slytherin in his family as far back as they can remember, even out of all his siblings, his parents have a sort of dislike for him. They could never hate him, but they find that Riley gets mixed up into things they don't like, such as they have caught him with his cigarettes and a half a bottle on him before. That was the summer before his fourth year, when Riley was fourteen years old. Now they have told him that if they find him at it again, underage or not, he will have to find a new place to go because they wont stand for it in their house.

Riley's oldest sibling, Michael is not happy with where Riley has gone with his habbits and his friends he chooses to have, in Slytherin either and actually he has gotten Walter to find some dissapointment in him aswell. Aimee does not condone what her younger brother chooses but she will not look down on him like his parents and older brothers do. And of course, younger siblings look up to everything their older ones do, so that is why Michael and Walter and so apprehensive about Riley's habbits. The younger siblings, Miranda and Jessica that are both Ravenclaws, have the same smarts as Riley and actually he helps them with their school work, and such like any good older brother should. And of course he hopes for the best with his restless little brother Todd finally gets his Hogwarts letter. His younger siblings do not know what Riley is up to all the time but even if they did, they look up to him so much it really seems improbable that they would lose respect for him.

(I know this is short, but everything else is long. I'm horrible at histories...)

i'll show you there's nothing that i can't do
behind the scenes

Player: PADFOOT
Age: 18
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RP Sample: (THIS IS WHEN I HAVE MUSE)

Having previously take what he saw as an opening to speak, as the girl before him seemed to not be very shy with words, he was now waiting on her to respond to his name and house. Some people might get defensive because they were from other houses, and he should not have to worry about that seeing as they were from the same house, and she did not look much younger than himself, but he was sure she was not a seventh year. The obvious way he knew she was not in his year was because he knew pretty much every seventh year in his house, because he had classes with them on a regular basis, not so much with consistency since they had been taking NEWTs but when they were preparing for OWLs they had definitely been in the same class all the time.

She said his name thoughtfully, and left it at that for a moment, before adding that she was a sixth year. Even cuter she had said she hoped that would not change his opinion of her. With a smirk, he took what seemed like it might be a gap in her speaking to tell her it would make no difference. “As long as you’re not a fourth year or younger, I’m really not too worried about age,” he said with all seriousness although it sounded more playful than anything else when the words escaped his mouth.

After he had ordered her up another drink the bartender was furiously getting it ready, and she continued to insult him. This was a new one on Keyton, Hufflepuff with an attitude. It was in a way, very, very attractive, and something Keyton had not come across before now. Not often at least, maybe once or twice in past years but those girls had long left Hogwarts to do whatever it was they were doing now, as for them, Keyton did not really care at all.

As she joked about having to steal his drink from him the smirk did not fade from his lips. “Ah, I wouldn’t mind, so long as you left me some,” he said with a bit of a playful flirt to his tone. “Although, you look like a girl who can handle more than a drink or two, so getting your own might be smart,” he said this in a way as to not be offensive, but just to state that she looked like a girl that knew how to have a good time, and drink and not be a light weight. Some girls, as a matter of fact, most of them that he had been with was very much a lightweight but he did not mind, it means he got more to drink. Because of his trips to the bar with Sirius, he had a much stronger tolerance than a seventeen year old should for alcohol, although compared to sixteen year old Sirius it was nothing.

She told him that she normally would not allow a man to buy her a drink if they had not met before. He was about to open his mouth to tell her it was not a problem, he always had extra money for someone in need of a drink, and tonight both of them were that somebody. Then she said that the next round was to be on her. “No, I couldn’t do that, I’ll buy my own,” he said sipping at his second drink of the evening. She then rambled on about how she used to hate her name, and had wanted to change it. It was a rather personal thing to tell someone you just met, he thought, but she also seemed to be someone who liked to talk, and was not shy about talking. Or at least from what he had seen so far tonight.

Then she said something that struck a nerve. She was adopted. He did not know many, if any at all, people who were adopted other than himself at Hogwarts. Of course, not many people knew he was adopted until you thought about the fair skin and the blond hair, mixed with the extremely Italian last name of de Angelo. You would think that would be a bit of a tip off to some people, but not everyone thought of that stuff for some reason. Oh well, he got over it, just because he did not look like them did not make them not his family.

Before he realized he was going to he stopped himself from thinking to much on the subject, which was after all, why he had come here for a drink. To stop thinking about the family he loved, and the person who kept trying to call them his family. “Alanah is a good name though,” he said quite seriously. He really did think it was quite a good name, because it was not common, but not unheard of. He liked names you did not hear much, like his own. It was unique and there was not another Keyton around London that he knew of personally. She finally got her drink, and she told the bartender off once more. The man mumbled under his breath as he walked away, trying to ignore her, but noticing Keytons’ almost half empty glass, knew he would be coming back soon.

Soon Keyton had another craving for nicotine, and so he grabbed his pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one up without thinking about the girl he now had next to him as he did it. “Oh, um, you don’t mind, do you?” he asked as he took a long drag off the cigarette and puffed a ring of smoke from his slightly parted lips. He took it from his lips in his index and middle fingers, and waited for a response. “If you do mind, then I’ll put it out, I don’t care,” he lied. She commented on how they have never managed to meet before, and he nodded. She did seem like the social person she was describing herself as.

Suddenly, and seemingly quite randomly, she apologized for being so irritated all the while she has been sitting there with him, and before. She said that she had received a letter from her parents, with a note of sarcastic emphasis on parents, and the letter had been about them taking a holiday to Italy, and leaving her behind. That struck an even bigger nerve. Any thought of Italy made him think of his home, and what he did not exactly want to leave behind at the end of the term, and even more, about the women waiting around his hometown, just waiting for him to get there, and come home, so that she could once again try and be part of his life, no matter how much he did not want her there.

“Italy, aye?” he asked softly, taking another sip of his drink. “I live in Italy, with my parents… My adopted parents…” he said because he figured if anyone would understand that statement to its fullest, it would be someone else who was adopted. Because they had either lost their parents somehow, or like him, their parents had not wanted them at birth… But chances are that they did not have parents trying to come back and get them seventeen years later. He figured that was not a very common ground do share with someone, but you never know. “How’s your drink?” he asked after, hoping it was as good as it was worth.

it's so close, i can almost taste it
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