Chase Williams [Slytherin]

[zuko]

Chase Octavious Williams
He's got cash cash cash
He's made of money but
He's straight out the trash trash
He'll rip your heart out in a flash flash flash
Oh no you're not for sale

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t h e b a s i c s


Full Name: Chase Octavious Williams


Nickname(s): None


Canon or OC? OC


Age:16


Birth date: March 23, 2006


Year: 6th


House: Slytherin


Heritage: British, with little American English.


You Follow:
Voldemort

Blood: Pure Blood


Wand: 12 inches, Maple and Demiguise Hair cores.


Broom: Nimbus 2001


Pet: Owl named Nymph


Play-By: Josh Hutcherson



p e r s o n a l i t y

Likes:
Quidditch
Girls
The dark arts
Studying
Potions
Care of Magical Creatures
Firewhiskey
Butterbeer

Dislikes:
Know-it-alls
Losing
Muggle Studies
Hatred
First years
Snobs



Amortentia:
French Vanilla
Strawberries
Roses
Rain


Boggart:
Ahh those evil little boggarts. Mine turned into a Werewolf. It was too horrible, so I turned it into a stuffed wolf. I had a brother, a year younger than me. In my third year we were home on Christmas break, and a werewolf sneaked onto our property. I brother was playing outside late one night, and in the morning all we saw was him severed arm, with bite marks, and paw prints.

Patronus:
When casting a patronus charm, a fox appears. Why? Simply because it is sly and cunning just as I can be.

Strengths:
-Potions.
Brewing is just too easy.
-Quidditch.
What? He was just born a natural flier.
-Joking around.
Whose doesn't enjoy having a good time?
-Studying.
Grades are very important to me.


Weaknesses:
-Being very mean.
Even for a Slytherin, he is not that mean.
-Short-Temper.
Chase has a short temper, so be warned.
-Showing emotion.
It just seems too girly.

Personality:
All around, Chase is a good guy. He is not evil, though he likes some dark stuff. He doesn't hate someone just because of what house they are in, or their blood status.
Chase is very sly and cunning. He will use any tactics he has to complete a task for himself and friends. But when around his friends, he is very welcoming and likable.
He likes getting down and dirty, and finds that attractive in partners too. If he is not playing quidditch he is watching and cheering on his favorite teams.


a p p e a r a n c e

Hair:
Dark brown hair, that almost looks black. Depending on his mood, he will spike it, or just leave it alone.
Eyes:
Chase has brown eyes, like both his parents.

Complexion:
Chase has fairly tanned skin. During the winter months, it gets paler, and during the summer months it looks like he just came back from vacation in the Canary Islands.
Height:
Though not the tallest for his age, Chase is 5"6'

Weight:
Chase does not weigh himself often, but he knows he is somewhere around 150 pounds.

Build:
Many people say that Chase has an athletic build, but he begs to differ.

Unique Features:
Nothing special besides a few cuts and bruises.


h i s t o r y

Family:
Mother: Leah Williams (Rova)
Father: Daniel Williams
Brothers: Fred Williams

History:
Chase was the first child of his two parents. He was born in Surrey England, and made quite a few friends there. His mother was a chaser for the famous quidditch team the Holyhead Harpies. His father had invested, and had a few galleons to his name. So, growing up, he; like several other people in his house, was rich, but not arrogant about it.
His brother was born a year after he was, and they grew close together. Then, in Chase's third year his brother was attacked (and devoured) by a vicious werewolf. Chase was torn up from it, and his mind became bogged, and he found his first man crush. The thoughts scared him, and he then dated many girls to get rid of the thoughts. He went home over Christmas break, and his mom was a mess. His father had killed himself the night before.
Chase sunk into a deeper depression, and turned to grades to keep him balanced. His grades boosted up. In his fifth year he got no lower than an 'E' on his O.W.L.S. He still takes his grades seriously, but relies more on his friends now.



o t h e r

Orientation:
Straight, but a little open.

Currently Likes:
No one.

Turn Offs:
Greasy Hair
Bad Breath
Bad teeth
People who do not take care of their personal hygiene
Red-heads
Arrogance
dishonesty

Turn Ons:
Blonds
Brunettes
Smiles
Loyalty
People who like to get down and dirty


Secrets:
-How his brother really died.
-The fact that his dad killed himself when he found out about his brother's death.
-The way he really feels, meaning that he likes men, but would rather have a woman in his life.
-I was supposed to be in Gryffindor, but wanted to be in Slytherin.
-I think Scorpius Malfoy is a beast...in the good way.


a b o u t y o u

Hiya! My name is Zuko and I've been on this earth for 15 years. My character is Chase Williams and you can contact me through PM or neopets. I have been role playing for a little over two years.

r o l e p l a y s a m p l e
Chase rubbed his eyes. These exams were going to kill him. This was the second night this week he had not gotten any sleep, due to the amount of homework he had. Chase rolled off his bed, he needed to go for a quick walk to free his mind.

He got to the common room. It was empty, no surprise. Most sane people would be still asleep. Chase looked at the notice board. Nothing new, except-- "Shit!" Chase said under his breath. He had quidditch practice, he had completely forgotten.

Chase darted back to his dormitory, careful not to wake anyone else up. He quickly changed into more suitable clothes. He darted out of the dormitory again, heading to the quidditch pitch. He yawned. Great, he was suddenly getting tired. He might have to make a quick pit stop.

Chase ran through the second floor corridor. I am already late, a few minutes, wouldn't matter.Chase thought. He knew there was a bathroom nearby. He knew few people ever went in it, since it was 'haunted.' He darted through the door. Chase grabbed the nearest faucet, and turned it into ice cold water. He splashed his face a few times. A feeling went through his body, he was now coherent and awake.

Chase whipped out of the school. Getting closer to the quidditch pitch. It was now within eyesight. He slowed down a little, a smile stretching across his face. Chase quickly got dressed and loaded up in the locker room--panting for breath. His padding was secure, and all he needed was his and broom.

As Chase stepped onto the pitch, he took in a deep breath. This was his home, and he was glad he was back. Chase looked around, who was that flying around? He jogged to meet the coach in the middle. A little regretful that he was so late.

"Hey coach!" Chase said as he reached the coach. "Sorry I am so late. I am not the last one am I?"