Murray, Ryver S.

[Ryver S. Murray]

{ About The MEMBER }

NAME: Coley.
AGE: 18
TIME ZONE: Pacific
HOW OFTEN WILL YOU BE ON?: Almost every day. ^__^
WHERE DID YOU FIND US?: Ellen.
WHERE CAN WE REACH YOU?: [e-mail]
OTHER CHARACTER(S): Aelwyn Ahlgren, Ayrle Woodward, Hyde Ralano, Nyx Treassa, and Allison Hayden.

{ About The CHARACTER }

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Ryver Scott Murray
"Ryv"

CANNON OR ORIGINAL: Original
YEAR: 6th Year
AGE: 16
DOB: November 28th
RACE: Caucasian
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
WAND: Ash, 10", Phoenix feather
BROOM: Clean Sweep 1000
PET: Albino Rat named Pippin

APPEARANCE: Ryver is a little scruffy, preferring the look of a disheveled bad-ass to the prim and proper rich boy that he is. Six foot tall with dark blond hair and impressively broad shoulders, Ryver looks more prepared to play a bit of American football or rugby than use his brain; a deception that is hesitantly shattered by the intelligence in his incredibly blue, long-lashed eyes and the knowing smirk on his sharp, dimpled face. He maintains a clean shave, entirely because he isn't to the point where he can grow an impressive crop of stubble along his chin. He waits for the day he can look rugged with a five o' clock shadow. Ryver is attractive, and what's worse is he is aware of this fact.
His clothes are some of his finest tools, or so he likes to think. The Hogwarts uniform is always assembled properly, but with an arrogant flare in the way he leaves just the right amount of buttons undone, and his tie just loose enough. In his own clothes, Ryver finds comfort in tight shirts, jeans, and sneakers. (The tight shirts are used to show off his impressive physique, of course).
FACE CLAIM: Lauri Kalima

PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION: Ryver is an attractive boy and is very aware of this fact, though he tends to inflate the fact far beyond modesty. His ego is one of his main faults to strangers, but when people begin to know him a little better they begin to understand the playful overtones of his boasts, and know that he isn't always being an ass; he's just joking around. This reveals one of his better characteristics: a huge sense of humor and a full appreciation for life and it's little jokes and hardships. Though he may not respond to life's tricks and twists in the best ways, at least people can understand that he appreciates them because he is alive. He likes to take life by the horns, doing things on impulse despite their impending outcome, for good or for bad. He's very argumentative and stubborn, usually for no reason other for the sake of mocking another and just arguing. Ryver is extremely ambitious and intelligent, which means he won't normally back down from a challenge to get what he wants.
Some things people might not expect from him is his reliability, trustworthiness, and caring towards those who get close enough to him. He goes the distance to be there for friends and family who need him with a tenderness that is a redeeming quality to his flukes and flaws.
BOGGART: His own corpse.
PATRONUS: Hawk
HOPES FOR THE FUTURE: Run his father's corporation.

SPECIAL ABILITIES: If being a jackass is a special ability...
BLOOD: Pure
BIRTHPLACE: London
MY FAMILY:

Roger : Father : 40
Kathleen : Mother : 36
Kimberly : Sister : 14
Tammy : Sister : 11

WHATS IN THE PAST: His parents met under uninteresting circumstances; they were familiar with each other at Hogwarts, and then met again at a party celebrating those of pure blood. They hit it off real well, Kathy enjoying Roger's arrogance and vivacity of life and Roger preferring Kathy's more mellow cynicism. It didn't really hurt that he had a lot of money and a company to keep them lavished and comfortable. Within their first year of marriage they had Ryver, followed two years later by Kimberly, and finally a young Tammy. As a family they are rather close, since Roger and Kathy spend as much time with their children as comfortable. They do quietly emphasize a pureblood upbringing, but only out of obligation and nerves that the war has brought on.
Ryver had a very good childhood and was denied nothing. When he wanted to participate in fencing, he was enrolled. Karate, football (soccer), swimming, and quidditch were also the things he desired, so his parents arranged the classes. When he wanted a new broom, her recieved it. Toys, tools, and clothes, it was all his... And he loved it. Thankfully, as he got older he began finding ways to get what he wanted by himself (probably thanks to some amount of discipline his classes gave him) and enjoyed that challenge even more.
His relationship with his dad is very good, the two having gone on many hunting and fishing trips together. Family vacations were frequent and involved, and the bond of family became very strong between all of them... Even though Ryver would like to hang out and be 'manly' with his father any day. He's your average older brother to his younger sisters: Protective, teasing, argumentative, though helpful when he can.
Ryver has traveled around the world, experienced plenty of things, and has never really known any hardship or rejection in all of his sixteen years. Somewhat arrogantly, Ryver believes to this day that he will be denied nothing as long as he's smart enough to get his way.

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RP EXAMPLE: Bent at the knee, resting over the other leg that tucked up comfortably with the ankle secured by the heel the long limbs supported the contour of her acoustic guitar. Expert fingers danced along the neck and plucked the string with the triangular pick in her right hand. Her hands were beautiful in the moonlight, seeming to dance to the music created from the instrument as they moved with elegance and power.

It was the night before she would board the Hogwarts express for her fifth year and the moon was shining bright in a crystal clear sky. Her eyes looked up at the sky as she played, seeming to glow in the reflection of the powerful white light. She chewed the scab off her lip habitually and licked the copper split with regret. Chewing them open always meant they had to close up again.

"Took th'midnigh' train goin' an-y-where." Came the tune that only seemed appropriate. It had trains, and Hogwarts was a destination anywhere. It held it's place, but it was undiscovered with only one train in and one train out. Her voice merged with the silence of the night, coming in smoothly without a ripple in sound. It was a lovely tenor that sometimes rose up to reach a clean alto. Nyx paused, then set her guitar on her lap to stare out into the night.

Illume opened the door behind her and looked at her rough daughter fondly. "Nyx... Come along darling. You need to get some sleep."

"Alrigh' mum." Long legs stretched out and she came upon them steadily. Another moment was taken just gazing at the sky, and a grin flickered over her wide lips. "S'another year." They whispered, and a breeze picked up as if in response. Nyx went inside.
ANSWER: ;3; Dobby's death is the only one that made me cry.
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[Antonin Dolohov]

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