'My name is, my name is'
Basic Information
Full name: Charles Joseph Monroe
Nickname(s): Chuck
Age: 16
Date
of Birth: October 18, 1981
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Blood
Status: Pureblooded
House:
Gryffindor
Year:
Should be 6th
Job:
Works at Honeydukes.
Broom:
none;can't fly
Wand:
10 inch, back thorn wood, Lion's mane core. Gryffindor crest branded.
Affiliation:
Death Eater
Canon
or original: Original all the way =)
'I got my looks and you got yours'
The looks
Hair colour: Dirty blond
Eye colour: light blue
Height: 5'8
Weight: 140
Distinguishing features: Scar across his chest, oddly shaped resembles Florida.
Clothing
style:
Face Claim: (Play-by)
Overall Description: At least one detailed paragraph
'Cause you got personality'
Personality
Likes: girls, music, dueling, watching quidditch, charms class.
Dislikes: fakes, 'mud-bloods', half-breeds, Harry Potter, nice days
Strengths: Magical abilities, music, charm.
Weaknesses: Peer pressure, fear of the unknown.
Common
Knowledge: (Things people will know no matter what)
Secrets: That Charles had become a Death Eater towards the end of the previous year, and he left and was gone for several months.
Boggart:
Charles sees his father as a boggart; dressed in prison clothes; thin and weak He fears he will end up like his father who even though had left the Death Eaters his own actions ended up with him, and he was imprisoned in Azkaban for life.
Patronus:
His patronus is a Lion, which shows his bravery and leadership; as well as his lineage to Godric Gryffindor.
Mirror
of Erised: He sees himself with a wife and children, just all happy together and smiling. His left wrist is bare, and he is happy.
Overall Personality: Charles is an overall introverted person as of this point in his life. HIs previous outspoken ways have long vanished from him. He is kind, yet aggressive and has an air of mystery to everything he does. He can be overly sarcastic and abrasive when ever he feels necessary; however he can also be passionate and sweet.
'See all I did was blink twice'
The History
Nationality: Irish and German
Hometown: He was born on the muggle side of Godric's Hollow, however he was raised in New York City.
Father: Patrick Dalton Monroe
Mother: Elizabeth Jessica Kelly(Monroe)
Siblings:
Liz Kristine Monroe(deceased), Frances Justin Monroe
Other:
Pets: none
History: Charles Joseph Monroe was born in Godric's Hollow, not the Potter side; the lot across town. After the Potter killings, his family was chased from their home due to his father's past actions. They moved to America, and Charles would live there until he was fourteen, going to a muggle school and being home schooled magic by his mother. When he was ten the Aurors had come to collect his father; Patrick went of free will. Several months later Liz became ill and soon after passed away.
With the increased stress of losing two family members, Elizabeth brought her boys across the pond to Diagon Alley, where her Patrick's brother lived down the road. After leaving her sons at the Monroe residence; Elizabeth vanished, never to return. Charles still writes her sometimes. Soon after, Frances left the house to 'rediscover himself''. That September Charles would attend his fifth year at Hogwarts (with a written letter from his mother, Albus was a good friend of Elizabeth's as she had been in the Order).
During that time Charles would become involved with a group of older Slytherin's, which lead to him being branded into the Death Eaters, after performing several absurd tasks which he never once repeated. Towards the end of his fifth year, he deserted Hogwarts and his girlfriend; Annabelle Lestrange, to go on some journey. He returned to work at Honeydukes in Hogsmeade.
'I'll be living my life doing things my
way'
Now is the Time
Current place of residence: Above Honeydukes.
Relationship Status: Single
Significant Other: no-one anymore
Children: no one
'I got the that rock and roll’
Behind the mask
Name: Damian Rucci
Age: 16
How you found us: Not sure to be honest haha
Anything else: Used to be on TNMW, this version is a continuation from the character on the site.
Role-play post: It was barely noon and the lines had already begun rushing through the door at Honeydukes. Charles looked above a shelf at the hordes of students waiting to fill their fat faces. He shook his head and continued to sweep the tile floor. He had been doing this everyday for two weeks now, and though he was gracious that he was given a place to sleep and some side money; the job was terrible. On weekends it was the worst as he eyed each greedy kid, many which he had known from the year before, not even say hello, or nod their head in aknowledgement.
What did he have to do to prove himself to them?Quote:
Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:08 am by 
