CHAMBERS, christopher joseph

[CHRISTOPHER JOSEPH CHAMBERS]

CHRISTOPHER JOSEPH CHAMBERS.

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hello! i am celia and i am 21 years old. i am boarding the female train, and i have been role playing for 10 years. also, i play lily evans, aaron delvin and lilith vincit. if you want to contact me, reach me at my PM and maybe i'll give you my messenger. that's all folks!

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THE BASICS.
FIRST THINGS ARE ALWAYS FIRST.

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FULL NAME : christopher joseph chambers
NICKNAMES : chris, topher, toph, joey, cj, cc, chambers, c squared
AGE : seventeen, January 4
GENDER : male
ETHNICITY : british yo
RELIGION : catholic
SEXUALITY : hetero
STATUS : single
MEMBER GROUP : hufflepuff
BLOOD STATUS : muggleborn
PLAY-BY : dougie poynter

STARTING THINGS OFF.
JUST A LITTLE TEASER FOR THE BIG PICTURE.

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PATRONUS : german shepherd (though he's only managed it once)
MIRROR OF ERISED : having lots and lots of friend - being known by a lot of peope (famous)
AMORTENTIA : rain, grass, dirt

THE MINOR DETAILS.
WHY NOT EXPLORE OUR WORLD AND SEE ITS DEPTHS.

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CHRIS'S DISLIKES :

• tofu, bullies, snobs, blood pops, acid pops, history of magic

CHRIS'S LIKES :

• music, quidditch, making people laugh, seeing others smile, his siblings, playing in the rain, the smell of fresh air just before the rain, meeting new people, anything with sugar, messing with peeves

GOALS :

• to be a good quidditch player, perhaps professionally; to have his band on the side; to travel the world; to have a giid reputation

FEARS :

• being left behind, not having any friends, being alone/ignored

SECRETS :

• a bit depressive when he's alone, surprisingly sweet (not exactly a secret, but most don't think he'd be sweet what with all of his pranks and all)

WEAKNESS :

• attracting trouble, short attention span

STRENGTHS :

• music and quidditch

OVERALL PERSONALITY :

• cheerful
  
• outgoing
  
• friendly
  
• loyal
  
• lazy
  
• picky
  
• motivated only for certain things
  
• occasionally hard working
  
• silly
  
• prankster

BY PROCEDURE.
JUST TO STRAIGHTEN THINGS UP.

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HOMETOWN : London England
CURRENT RESIDENCE : still London when not at Hogwarts
CURRENT EMPLOYMENT [/color]: 'student'
MOTHER'S NAME : Eileen
FATHER'S NAME : David
SIBLINGS : i'm gonna leave them open for now - i've never been concrete on who his siblings are
OVERALL HISTORY :

(copy pasted since i play chris everywhere)

Chris was born like any normal muggle, in a normal muggle family. His parents, Dave and Eileen Chambers, were very happy when their second born was a boy. He had thick blond hair from birth, and light blue eyes as an infant. As he grew, both his hair color and eye color began to darken with each passing year. When the boy was 4 years old, news came that his mother was pregnant with her third child, and the whole family was happy. By now, Chris was old enough to start learning about the responsibilities that came with a younger sibling. So, to teach him the responsibility, along with other necessities, his father began to teach him self defense to be a proper older brother and stick up for his younger sibling, but he was never really good at it.

By the time the baby was born, Chris had already had his 5th birthday and was getting still very far behind everyone else in his self defense course. He wasn't allowed in the delivery room, so he stayed outside with his older sister as well as their aunt and uncle while their father was inside with their mother. It seemed like he was sitting out there forever before he was finally allowed to go inside the room to see his new baby sister. Like him, she had that same little tuft of white hair on the top of her head. Everything seemed as though it would be perfect, just a normal family growing and raising their normal children, but they were wrong.

Chris started school that year, kindergarten, and fit in quite well. He had never really gotten along with his older sister, especially since the family had a bit of financial troubles. Because of this, it was difficult for them to afford a lot of new things specifically for him, so he was stuck with hand-me-downs from his older sister. So between this and the fact that he was failing miserably in his self defense classes, he was shunned as a weakling. He tried instead to make everyone laugh so that they would see him for who he was rather than the fact that he had to wear his sisters clothes. Sure enough he was soon labeled as the class clown, but he was still picked on a great deal.

A few years passed, and Chris went on in muggle schools, and he started to notice his younger sister in the same spot that he was for wearing the twice handed down clothes that he’d worn after their elder sister. It was after school one day, when Chris went to go to his sister's school to walk her home like he always did, that he saw something that sent his anger through the roof. An older girl was absolutely pummeling his sister, and that was simply unacceptable. His rage built up, and before he knew it, the girl was covered in boils that were on the verge of bursting. He couldn't explain it, but all he cared about was getting his sister home.

After that incident, the rumors began to spread, and those who Chris normally spent time with were doing everything they could to avoid him for fear that they'd suffer the same fate. For the next few years, Chris began a downward spiral, and lost that spark for fun that he used to have. It wasn't until his 11th birthday when he received his letter to Hogwarts that he finally understood why he had never fit in before. He was no ordinary boy, he was a wizard. This proved to be just the pick me up he needed, and he went into Hogwarts with a small bit of that spark back, though not entirely.

After having treaded down Diagon Alley with his family, his sisters in complete awe at the sights, to purchase his school things, he set off on the train to Hogwarts. He felt a bit odd, but he soon found out that he wasn't the only one who wasn't born into the wizarding world. He sat with a few second year Gryffindors who explained to him all he needed to know for the time being. He was told about muggles and squibs, and the different houses, and how most pure bloods felt about muggleborns. He was also warned of the term mudblood and that if anyone called him that, that he was to alert a teacher immediately, or the nearest older student that wasn't in Slytherin, especially a Gryffindor. At first he had been a bit hesitant, but these kids seemed to be more different than the kids in his muggle schools.

As he had made friends with those Gryffindors, and felt most comfortable with them, he decided that he wanted to be sorted into the same house as they were, but the hat had decided to put him into Hufflepuff. For the first time in a long time, he felt accepted, and like he could be that crazy fool he had once been. However, through a few circumstances, he ended up losing that spark yet again. He was constantly crushed by the Slytherins, and while his friends told him to ignore it, he found it hard to as he suffered from old memories of the muggle schools whenever it happened. For the next few years he built up a wall around himself to block out the hurtful words and feelings. Only those who were close to him got to see how kind and outgoing he could be.

His fifth year was the one he was looking forward to the most. His younger sister had gotten a letter too, and she positively screamed with joy and excitement. Chris took it upon himself to show her the ropes and help her on the train. This was the first year that he really opened up as he was always so happy around his sister. He simply couldn't be depressed around her, because he didn't want to have to explain to her how horrible he really felt. She was just such a ray of sunshine that he couldn't bare to tell her. So for that year and the next, he seemed a completely different person to most than he had his previous 4 years.

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FINISHING TOUCHES.
THE SAD ENDING TO A PERFECT BEGINNING.

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ROLE PLAY SAMPLE :

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It was a nice afternoon in London, and Chris had only recently pulled himself out of bed. He liked his lie ins on the days he didn't have to work. He got quite a few days off, depending on what kinds of new products were tested on him. He didn't mind of course because the pay was good, and if the results got too bad, he would get a few days off to recover. This would be one of those times.

The twins had been cooking up a new sweet pastry, and Chris was the guinea pig, as per his title. The desired result was purple pimples, thus the name purple pimple pasty, but they didn't have everything quite right because they didn't wear off after a couple minutes as they were supposed to. Rather, they started to enlarge and release a very foul smelling orange pus. After roars of laughter they began to clean up the mess, especially since the pus burned Chris's face just a tad.

So far he had been off for 3 days and had recovered for the most part. He still had remnants of the purple pustules dotting his face, but he managed to mask that over by simply changing the color to a pinkish red to look like scars for normal muggle pimples so that he wouldn't get odd looks in muggle London. Granted he was still bundles up against the cold, and had a scarf around his neck, but he didn't want to look like he was freezing to death. After all, he was used to the cold and only wore a long sleeve shirt and a hoodie marked with the logo of his favorite muggle band above his long, baggy pants. Having grown up as a muggle born, Chris always found it easy to dress for the occasion, and the cold brought no exception.

His first stop was the café he visited on an almost daily basis. He was never really one to get up early, so he stopped by for some coffee and pastries on his way to work, and then the days that he slept in would come in for the lunch specials. While walking in front of the window to the little place, he noticed a familiar figure on a couch in the back who seemed to be toying with a digital music player like she had no idea how to work it. He couldn't help but laugh as he could only guess what Adair was trying to do, and with a mischievous grin, slipped in with a small huddle of muggles so as not to be noticed.

Once inside, he slid his way around the edge of the café until he was right behind one of his best friends and shook the snow from off his head to fall onto hers. Chris loved surprises, just as he loved surprising others. It was always so much fun to catch someone off their guard, and he had no problem with someone catching him off his guard. Once most of the snow had been released from his short, messy hair, he vaulted himself over the back of the couch to land right next to the dark haired girl he'd known since he was 12.

"So, figure it out yet?" he asked her with a playful shoulder nudge. He couldn't help but chuckle at her, even though he was proud of her for being one of the few purebloods to not only have an interest in muggle music, but to buy their products with the intent on using them properly, well, for the most part.

While he had avoided Adair's attention until he had snuck up behind her, he had not avoided the attention of the waitress. Since he was in there just about every day, and had been for the past few years, he didn't even have to make his order. He always ordered the same thing when he came in at the different times. The same coffee and pastry in the mornings, the same tea and sandwich in the afternoons. The only thing that would change was when he came in in the evenings as that wasn't as often as the earlier times. So, shortly after having sat down, the waitress brought over his same cup of tea and sandwich and asked Adair if she'd like something as well.

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