Guy Price - Accepted

[Guy Price]

Guy Michael Price
When you see my FACE hope, it gives you HELL!
My house is not my own I liked you better dead and I'm better off without destiny.

I feel so guilty! I am forced to live without regrets...Oh, sell me the infection, it is only for the weak No need for a sympathy, the misery that is me.

You receive what you give and this is like nothing. I feel like shit but at least I feel something.

And be a simple kind of man. Be something you love and understand. Be a simple kind of man.
Won¡¯t you do this for me son, If you can? Forget your lust for the rich man¡¯s gold All that you need is in your soul,

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What if I say I’m not like the others?
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What if I say I’m not just another one of your plays?
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CHARACTER NAME: Guy Michael Price
NICKNAME: Just Guy.
CHARACTER AGE: 27
SEX: Male
FORMER HOUSE: Ravenclaw
SEXUALITY: Straight

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I’m whats left I’m whats right, I’m the enemy!
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I'm the hand that will take you down Bring you to your knees!
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BLOODLINE: Pure
WAND: Mahogany 10 1/4 inches Dragon Heartstring
PET: None
CLASS: Astronomy
PREVIOUS OCCUPATION: Bartender. waiter. Daily Prophet writer.
ALLIANCE: Neutral

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The page if out of print , we are not permanent!
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We’re temporary temporary same old story!
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HAIR: Brown. Always changes lengths. He only cut it once a year.
EYES: Blue/grey
FACE: ....According to what exactly?
HEIGHT: 6' 3
FASHION: Loose fitting trousers or jeans. Pretty average shirt, usualy a solid colour. Going out of the way to look exceptionally good is not priority. He grabs and goes.
APPEARANCE: He's pretty average. He doesn't really stand out. Average height, toned build, just everyday average. Is there another word for it? When he's relaxed he breaths through his mouth. Yes, he's a gaper. He hardly ever smiles, He believes he looks better with a smirk or no expression at all. It just leaves room for mystery and it's up to others to figure it all out, not for him to just dish it on the table.

His hair can get fairly long, he doesn't like to cut it very often. It can get pretty crazy and cave-man like. Again, he's all about the look like you haven't tried. He prefers it at about 6 months length.

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They need you buried deep, the secrets that you keep are at the ready
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Are you ready ?
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LIKE LIKES:
History, all history really.
Sleeping, although he hardly ever gets to do that.
Reading, anything that isn't overly annoyingly fake, like stuff that is impossible.
Watching movies, he has watched A LOT of Muggle movies.
Sex, He really enjoys this one, he doesn't get it often though.
Lying in any weather and watching the sky, at any time of day. One day he'll get there.
Riding crazy muggle rides. he'll go anytime anywhere.
DISLIKES: Prissy little people who would rather be perfect then learn anything.
People who don't admit their wrong.
Egotistical people. Not speaking your mind, no more riddles people! Not taking time to admire the little things. Intolerance.
FEARS: Heights over water.
nails on a chalkboard (Voices in that same category)
Being completely alone, the last one on the earth/ the end of the world.
TURN ONS: Relaxed, easy going people that just want to go with the flow. Funny, healthy people.
TURN OFFS: Assuming the role of the victim (you can always choose) Don't talk all the time about yourself. He wants to know but really doesn't need every little account, he can fill in the blanks. Pressuring too much and assuming that things are just the way they are. Asking questions is ALWAYS better.
PERSONALITY: he's a pretty easy going person. But doesn't ever like to have his buttons pushed. Sometimes this is easy to do, sometimes not. But when provoked you better be ready for his attitude, he has a big one.

He never takes bull shit, if your gonna lie you better be pretty damn good at it. he just likes to have a bit of fun. He can be fun when comfortable and he feels he can trust you. He doesn't trust easy so if you want to delve deeper, you have to earn it.

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Keep you in the dark, and so it begins!
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Send in your skeletons , sing as their bones are marching in again!
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MOTHER: Julie Grey. Pure. Slytherin. House Wife.
FATHER: Harold Price. Pure. Ravenclaw. Muggle teacher.
SIBLINGS: Francis Price. Sister. 27
V.I.P: My mother. She was like a super hero.
WEALTH: Barely made it by. Parents saved a lot though, sister and him split it when they died, a good sized amount.
BEST MEMORY: Going home every single Christmas and just sit, relaxing by a fireplace. The warm inviting feeling always brings him back. The smells, the sounds, the warmth. Angelic.
WORST MEMORY: His Mother Dying. She kept it together for the most part after hid father died but one day she just never woke, no one really knows what happened. He remembers going up to see her to check if she was awake or if she wants anything to eat. She hardly had eaten the night before. When he checked, she looked peaceful but it broke his heart to she that she had gone.
HISTORY: He grew up in a small little town, out of the way, in a farming community in Ireland, practicing magic was easy out there. Everything important in his life happened there. All the mile stones of life. It's where he learned everything not related to school work.

Coming to Hogwarts was a new experience. His sister and him had always done practically everything together. They are twins. But when they got to the Hogwarts halls, they split up quite a bit. They were in the same house but just made different kinds of friends. He always made time for her if she needed it though. He love her very much, she is his world and always will be.

He played Quidditch, Beater actually. His sister did nothing to stand out. She was top of our class and Head Girl, that was about it, she just liked being only known by a few people, it was never about the fame for her, she just enjoyed helping people.

When He left Hogwarts he did a mixture of odd jobs, not really wanting to be apart of the magical community unless need be. He fell in love with a girl, she was a muggle and couldn't take it when he told her about everything, she fainted and nearly died. He left her, he had to because he couldn't stand to let her live a life she couldn't handle.

Now he comes to Hogwarts, back to where he belongs. To escape that life he used to live. he comes back to be a teacher because, like my sister he enjoys helping people. But unlike her, he enjoys doing it for people willing to listen. He never only teaches what is written, but all things need to be learned according to the life we live as well.

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You’re the pretender!
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What if I say that I’ll never surrender!
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YOUR NAME OR NICKNAME: Nick
AGE: 22
HOW DID YOU FIND US?: I've always been here. ALWAYS
OTHER CHARACTERS (IF ANY):
CELEBRITY CLAIM: Jonathan Rhys Meyers
ANYTHING ELSE: YEAH! I'm not very happy. kidding.
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:
It was the first chilly day of the season. Guy hated it when summer went, it meant he had to put more clothes on and try harder to stay warm. It wasn’t so bad outside, really, but when you’re not used to it, it can feel possible to kill you. Needless to say, he bundled up in his coat and scarf with mitts and all, much to his dismay of actually having to think of where he stored it.

Guy was not an organized person in the least, he was more one of those people that threw stuff in a box or a pile and usually he could find it pretty quick. Or at least, make an even more disorganized mess to find it. Anyway, he found his winter clothing and winter necessities and walked out into the harsh wind. No rain. No snow. Still leaves on the trees, he was safe....For now.

Walking was the easiest way for him to think. Only one problem, he could walk an entire day away. How? He doesn’t actually own any piece of anything that can tell time. All he knew is when it gets dark; he probably wasn’t paying any attention to anything else.

Today he figured was probably going to be one of those days. He had things to plan, people to get motivated and things to do, lots of things to do. So he walked, and walked. His plan? Walk until everything is sorted out in his mind for the week to come. Every Sunday was his thinking day. And this Sunday was no different.

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You know they all pretend!
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And so it all began !
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