Royce, Gabriel

[GABRIEL ROYCE]

Gabriel Stephen Royce

Age: 16
Birthday: 2 January 2009
Blood Status: Pureblood
Location of Residence: Liecester, UK
School: Hogwarts
House: Slytherin

Appearance:



Three Characteristics You Think You Are: brave, resourceful, clever
Three Characteristics Others Think You Are: charismatic, clever, hard-working
Three Random Facts: [quirk, memory, hobby, other]
Aspirations: To make his parents proud. Playing professional Quidditch.

Favourite Class: Dark Arts Theory
Least Favourite Class: Astronomy
Favourite Wizarding Food or Drink: Butterbeer
Thoughts on Blood Purism: He comes from a purist family and has been raised with those beliefs.
Thoughts on the Government: He doesn't care about that much as of now.

Family:

Gilbert Royce - Grand-father - 64

Monica Royce - Grand-mother - 62

Seraphina Royce - Aunt - Deceased

Daniel Royce - Father - 39

Stephanie Royce - Mother - 36

Rhea Royce - Twin sister (younger) - 16

Micheal Royce - Brother - 13

Emma Royce - Sister - 10

Elena Royce - Sister - 7

Ariel Royce - 3

Raphael Royce - Uncle - 36

Lucy Royce - Cousin - 14

Roleplay Example:

Work was his best distraction, and he hoped that it was going well. His possible discovery was still being tested to see if he was on to something or just had found out something small. Either way, he felt he taking steps in the right direction, he felt good about work for a change. It was the only thing making sense to him anymore, and he was glad that he had it. He was feeling the itch, the urge to do things again and he was tired of it, this itch to not be alone. To find someone who could just love him and want him for who he was. He wasn’t ready for that. He didn’t want that yet. Dating was hard to do, it wasn’t what he was looking for right now. They moved around so much from place to place, what did he expect if he fell in love? To leave the ICW? Then what would he do? Who would he be when the dust settled?

He didn’t want to think about it. He didn’t have time to think about that his, his life was far more dangerous than it seemed. He could die going to a country that needed his help. He could leave and never be heard from again. He could die trying to make a difference, but at least then he knew that his death would be for the greater good. He had an appointment to meet someone in the pathology department. He wanted to go through samples, compare things like levels of different groups before and after getting sick.

He had a folder in his hand and was humming as he went up the stairs before he tripped on a stair as he sneezed. His allergies had been getting worse as of late, and he knew what was causing it but he couldn’t do anything about it. How do you tell someone you work with to cut back on the perfume? So he didn’t and he just took the potions that helped but today he had forgotten, and as he sneezed his foot slipped off the stair and he fell face forward unable to catch himself as another sneeze came from him. The next thing he knew he was waking up on his back at the top of the stairs blinking at the ceiling. ” "Ah, frick. What happened.”

ALIAS: Casz
OTHER CHARACTERS: DORIAN GARETH PAYNE
WELCOME BUDDY?: only if you're new to tb
CANON?: n
WANTED AD?: n

[MAEVE THORNE]

Pending,

You need to do the proficiency exam to create above a first-year (unless you've already sent it to another staff member?)

Edit: Also, with that birth date he would currently be 16 years old and starting his sixth year next term

[GABRIEL ROYCE]

I did the proficiency exam waiting for results, I sent it to you and Gio

[MAEVE THORNE]

Accepted,

I am making him a fourth-year. The next term starts in a few days - you have until March 17th to take the end-of-term exam so he could move up a year.