Richard Matsuyama.
17 ʏєɑʀs ɑgo wʜєɴ ɩ wɑs ʙoʀɴ, тʜє docтoʀ sɑɩd ɩ wɑs ɑ male.
ɩ ɑϻ ɑ sixth ʏєɑʀ ɑт ʜogwɑʀтs
ɑɴd sρєcɩɑʟɩzє ɩɴ Apparition and charms! so ʏou ʙєттєʀ wɑтcʜ ouт!
ɩ тєɴd тo ʙє ɑ ʙɩт stubborn as all hell, a bit of a loner, tends to be a know-it-all. ʟєɑʀɴ тo ʟɩvє wɩтʜ ɩт.
ϻʏ cʀєɑтoʀ, ϻʏ coɴтʀoʟʟєʀ: The Sweet Far Thing.
17 ʏєɑʀs ɑgo wʜєɴ ɩ wɑs ʙoʀɴ, тʜє docтoʀ sɑɩd ɩ wɑs ɑ male.
ɩ ɑϻ ɑ sixth ʏєɑʀ ɑт ʜogwɑʀтs
ɑɴd sρєcɩɑʟɩzє ɩɴ Apparition and charms! so ʏou ʙєттєʀ wɑтcʜ ouт!
ɩ тєɴd тo ʙє ɑ ʙɩт stubborn as all hell, a bit of a loner, tends to be a know-it-all. ʟєɑʀɴ тo ʟɩvє wɩтʜ ɩт.
ϻʏ cʀєɑтoʀ, ϻʏ coɴтʀoʟʟєʀ: The Sweet Far Thing.
“Very good, if you were in the muggle world you would now have a first grade education!”
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You might belong in Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve, and chivalry set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff, where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true and unafraid of toil ...
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≳≳≳ Ϣhαʈ Ϻαkєs 'Ϻє', Mє
My name is: Richard Matsuyama
But I like to be called: Rickey
The Number of candles on my birthday cake: seventeen When I was born the doctor said I was a male
I'm always crushin' on: those pretty women
But for now I like: do I need to put a silence charm on you? Its Autumn and has been since year two. Must I mention the silence charm again?
I usually am very: The first impression that one might get when they are introduced to Rickey is that he is an arrogant little know-it-all who seems to has his head up his arse, but those are only the opinions of those who get on his bad side. While that is true, he is a very smart person and a talented wizard, despite being muggle born. To his few friends though, he is loyal, but will often put his studied before friendship, claiming that people will come and go but knowledge will be there for a life time. He takes his studies very seriously thought and tends to get frustrated with himself when he is not the best of the best, sometimes taking his anger out on others. When it comes to women though, he is completly clueless, not knowing when he is being flirted with and sometimes getting angry when girls tend to act all silly and joking around him. Sometimes he will think that they are bing "stupid" or "making fun of him".
This is my role: a sixth year at Hogwarts.
I take my place in: Good old Ravenclaw
But I like to be called: Rickey
The Number of candles on my birthday cake: seventeen When I was born the doctor said I was a male
I'm always crushin' on: those pretty women
But for now I like: do I need to put a silence charm on you? Its Autumn and has been since year two. Must I mention the silence charm again?
I usually am very: The first impression that one might get when they are introduced to Rickey is that he is an arrogant little know-it-all who seems to has his head up his arse, but those are only the opinions of those who get on his bad side. While that is true, he is a very smart person and a talented wizard, despite being muggle born. To his few friends though, he is loyal, but will often put his studied before friendship, claiming that people will come and go but knowledge will be there for a life time. He takes his studies very seriously thought and tends to get frustrated with himself when he is not the best of the best, sometimes taking his anger out on others. When it comes to women though, he is completly clueless, not knowing when he is being flirted with and sometimes getting angry when girls tend to act all silly and joking around him. Sometimes he will think that they are bing "stupid" or "making fun of him".
This is my role: a sixth year at Hogwarts.
I take my place in: Good old Ravenclaw
Ϣhαʈ's Ϣiʈhin Ϻy Lifє ≲≲≲
What my wand is made of: Hawthorn wood with unicorn hair, 15 inches
What I do for fun: Never really being into anything like Quiditch or student groups, Ricket can be found in the library when he is not studying, reading for fun. Most of the time though he will go for educational charm books and every once in awhile a muggle book that his parents sent him in the mail via owl (his pet owl Algernon)
My Life So Far:
Rickey is a muggle born wizard, his parents were american born children of Japanese immigrents, so no, he is not the stereotypical katana toting japanese kid that girls seem to be so into. He lived a normal life until he was eleven and his parents answered the door to a man who cleamied to be a teacher from Hogwarts and told his parents about who he really was. Truth was, it was quite the shocker for his family. His parents were shocked, yet proud of their son, his siblings though were not. Being the younges, his older brothers were both jelouse and afraid of him, calling him a freak or his personal favorite, "A sparkly magic fary boy". Oh such sweet childhood memories.
When Rickey was introduced to the wizardding world though, he had a place to fit in. At first, it was hard for him to make friends. Other children could be cruel and he would be called a "Mudblood" but the every loving Slytherin students, or at least the ones who saw his bad side. It took awhile, but eventually he made friends and other people who shared hi interest in charms and books, even socializing with a few other muggle borns. His relationship with his family though is an awkward one. Since he spend most of the year at Hogwarts, only coming home for certain holidaysand the summer. His parents are proud of him though, telling their muiggle friends that he is in an advanced learning school. Often they will be escorted to diagon alley by a ministry member to help him buy school supplies every year.
With his brothers though, life could not be anymore difficult. He is estrange from his oldest brother, Carl, who is already married and living in Seattle with his wife and kids. His brother, Lloyd, attends university and still lives at home, but since the brothert have no relationsip other than the fact they are blood related they simply do no talk. Even though Rickey does not admit it, he is a bit upset about the relationship with his brothers but cares not to talk about it with his friends, choosing to live ion the present and deal with current problems instead.
Now, he is just another sixth year Ravenclaw student with dreams to become a professor at the school one day,mwanting to teach either charms or Herbology. His daily schedual is
Breakfast in the Great Hall
Apparition
Defense against the Dark Arts
Break
Herbology
Lunch in the Great Hall
Break
Charms
Extra! Extra!:
Rickey can not syand his blood status and prefers not to mention it.
My Life So Far:
Rickey is a muggle born wizard, his parents were american born children of Japanese immigrents, so no, he is not the stereotypical katana toting japanese kid that girls seem to be so into. He lived a normal life until he was eleven and his parents answered the door to a man who cleamied to be a teacher from Hogwarts and told his parents about who he really was. Truth was, it was quite the shocker for his family. His parents were shocked, yet proud of their son, his siblings though were not. Being the younges, his older brothers were both jelouse and afraid of him, calling him a freak or his personal favorite, "A sparkly magic fary boy". Oh such sweet childhood memories.
When Rickey was introduced to the wizardding world though, he had a place to fit in. At first, it was hard for him to make friends. Other children could be cruel and he would be called a "Mudblood" but the every loving Slytherin students, or at least the ones who saw his bad side. It took awhile, but eventually he made friends and other people who shared hi interest in charms and books, even socializing with a few other muggle borns. His relationship with his family though is an awkward one. Since he spend most of the year at Hogwarts, only coming home for certain holidaysand the summer. His parents are proud of him though, telling their muiggle friends that he is in an advanced learning school. Often they will be escorted to diagon alley by a ministry member to help him buy school supplies every year.
With his brothers though, life could not be anymore difficult. He is estrange from his oldest brother, Carl, who is already married and living in Seattle with his wife and kids. His brother, Lloyd, attends university and still lives at home, but since the brothert have no relationsip other than the fact they are blood related they simply do no talk. Even though Rickey does not admit it, he is a bit upset about the relationship with his brothers but cares not to talk about it with his friends, choosing to live ion the present and deal with current problems instead.
Now, he is just another sixth year Ravenclaw student with dreams to become a professor at the school one day,mwanting to teach either charms or Herbology. His daily schedual is
Breakfast in the Great Hall
Apparition
Defense against the Dark Arts
Break
Herbology
Lunch in the Great Hall
Break
Charms
Extra! Extra!:
Rickey can not syand his blood status and prefers not to mention it.
≳≳≳ Ϣhαʈ's Ϣiʈhin Ϻy Ӈєαrʈ...
The Tunes My Heart Plays:
The Great Pretender // The Jon Frederick Band
What I ɭσѵе... :
♥charms class
♥reading
♥taking walks to Hogsmead with friends during free time
♥rising to the top
What I нɑτє... :
✖being called a "mudblood"
✖laziness
✖having nothing to do
✖being called arrogant
The Great Pretender // The Jon Frederick Band
What I ɭσѵе... :
♥charms class
♥reading
♥taking walks to Hogsmead with friends during free time
♥rising to the top
What I нɑτє... :
✖being called a "mudblood"
✖laziness
✖having nothing to do
✖being called arrogant
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Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning, will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means, to achieve their ends...
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Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw, if you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning, will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin, you'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folks use any means, to achieve their ends...
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●the sweet far thing
