Post by Haine on Aug 20, 2009 12:04:49 GMT -5
GODRIC GRYFFINDOR
GODDERS
On My Own
And living in a world alone
Gets better every day
That I don't have to say I'm sorry I'm coming home
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t h e b a s i c s
Full Name:
Godric Septimus Gryffindor
Nickname(s):
Godders works well.
Yet if you're a student, that's Professor Gryffindor to you.
Doesn't that sound all dark, stuck-up and forboding?
^.^
Canon or OC?
Canon
Age:
Eighteen
Birth date:
12th September, 1009
Year:
As a head, Godric doesn't need or have a year.
House:
Head of Gryffindor
Heritage:
He's English. That's about it.
You Follow:
"... I follow what exactly?
Well I'm always up for a game of follow the leader, yet that's probably not what you meant now, is it?"
Blood:
Pure
Wand:
Holly, 11" with a Pheonix ash core.
Broom:
"Okay, so I fell of the broom one or two or even a dozen times. Yet that doesn't mean that I can't fly. Anyway, I don't have a broom. It was uh- eaten. By... Salazar. Yup."
Pet:
Here's the thing.
Godric likes animals, yet they just don't seem to like him, and no one has ever been able to figure out why.
Because of this, he doesn't have any pets, aside from the family dog.
Play-By:
Zachary Levi
p e r s o n a l i t y
Likes:
+ Heights
+ Anything with sugar in it
+ 'Nap time'
+
+ Cats
+ Rain
Dislikes:
- Marking
- Detentions
- Insects
- Portkeys
- Pretty much any mode of transportation that doesn't recquire you to be on the ground.
- Swearing, even though he does so frequently.
Amortentia:
When Godric tried to brew the potion he smelt....
Helga's cooking, Lavender,
Then the potion exploded.
Boggart:
Godric's is pretty much simple. It's Helga, Rowena and Salazar dead. And it's not even just dead dead. It's 'all covered in blood with looks of terror and a 'why didn't you save me?' looks while facing Godric' dead. How can we describe it this well? Well boggarts seem to like finding their way into the castle and he usually ends up being the poor sod to find it.
Patronus:
Godric's patronus is a lion. There are probably quite a few reasons for this, such as his bravery, fierceness and it's pretty much a bad thing for you if you choose to provoke either of them. Or it could just be that Godric likes cats. And big things. So why not a big cat?
Strengths:
+ Fast
+Loyal
+ As optimistic as they get
+ Smart (Yet certainly nowhere near Rowena's level)
+ Transfiguration
+ Honest
+ Trustworthy
+ Fast learner
Weaknesses:
- Easy to confuse
- Potions ("It all just explodes...")
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- Careless
- Extremely poor sense of direction
- Hates to be proven wrong
- Procrastinator
- Usually oblivious to something.
Personality:
If you had to guess his age by personality alone, you would probably say that Godric was a young child at least. Usually hyperactive, tempermental... and nap time is always the best part of the day.
Clearly Godric is not the best head of house, believing more in a good time than in setting a good example for the students, he isn't the one known for upholding the rules. He's easily distracted, as stubborn as a mule and clearly most of his plans and ideas are made up on the spot in the hope that it'll turn out for the best.
Usually something ends up exploding in the great hall when this happens, and Godric has to go into hiding from Rowena and Salazar. Yet mostly Rowena.
However, as impossible as this may sound, Godric can be a responsible adult on occasion. Or at least can pretend to be. He truly believes in the student's best interests and will do anything to protect those he cares about.
a p p e a r a n c e
Eyes:
Godric's eyes are nothing special- brown. What type of brown?
If you ask him, all you'll get is 'brown-brown.'
You can't get any more descriptive than that, can you?
Hair:
And here we are again with 'brown-brown'. Godric's hair is literally the exact same colour and shade as his eyes. It goes down to the back of his neck and is annoyingly wavy.
Height:
6"4. It's fun being tall!
=D
Weight:
184 IBs.
Unique Features:
Aside from the fact that he's the tallest freaking person in the castle?
h i s t o r y
Family:
Mother: Aeofe Gryffindor
Father: Godric Gryffindor
Brothers: None.
Sisters: None
History:
Before you all ask- No, Godric did not get dropped on his head when he was a baby. He is just naturally wierd like that.
For the most part, Godric's life has been pretty much uneventful. He was born in Godric's Hollow, located in the west country of England, where he lived for seventeen years. His family weren't as well off as Salazar's, for example, yet there was money to spare. As you can probably guess, I AM struggling to write this without it being so boring and crap you couldn't bear to read anymore.
For most of the time, Godric was bored. He found the people who lived in the area stuck-up and about as much fun as a teapot (Godric compares a lot of things to teapots...), and there was pretty much nothing to do anywhere nearby. It felt quite confining. Of course there were the occasional moments of interest ("You've probably heard about what happened with the sword"...) yet these were all very few and far between. Most days were then spent reading, getting in people's way and/or duelling. With the sword or magic. Take your pick. Luckily his chance to escape came when Rowena, Salazar and Helga approached him about starting a school.
After finding the castle and fighting for a few days to get a tower, Hogwarts was theirs.
o t h e r
Orientation:
Straight, thankyou very much.
Currently Likes:
None of your business?
Turn Offs:
- Pessimistic
- Creepy
- Annoying
- Pretty much the female version of Salazar. One of those is quite enough.
Turn Ons:
+ Red hair
+ Optimistic
+ Cheerful
+ Fun
Secrets:
* One time he got drunk and proceeded to tell Salazar how hot Godric thought he was.
* He's always been slightly jealous of the other founder's qualities. What does he have? Bravery. Yay.
a b o u t y o u
Hiya! My name is Haine and I've been on this earth for 15 years. My character is Godric Gryffindor and you can contact me through all the other ways I said in previous applications. I have been role playing for numerous years.
r o l e p l a y s a m p l e
Mice. Mice in his bed. Mice all over the room. Clearly Salazar had done this. For some reason he liked to do things with mice. Or he just liked messing with Godric. We'll guess at both.
Thanks to the pesky little rodents, Godric hadn't slept much last night, due to the fact that he was clearly too angry and worried that the mice would eat him in the middle of the night. Hell- Godric hadn't even managed to get changed. He ended up sprawled across the couch in the common room tower in the clothes he had been wearing that day only to be woken at some ungodly hour (7am) by students wondering what the fuck their teacher was doing.
As you can probably guess, it's a bit of a touchy subject at the moment. Eventually Godric was forced to go back into his room after complaints from the students decided that he needed to get changed. This time he had chosen to arm himself with a nice big broom while he grabbed a clean set of robes then ran to change in a cubicle in one of the toilets. No way was he getting changed when the vermin were watching. Then he went back with the broom to dump the dirty clothes on his bed.
Now to hunt down the bastard. First things first though- a drink was certainly needed.This being Godric, he forgot his umberella. And then didn't even bother to think about a water-repellent charm. So he walked to the three broomsticks in the rain, which was certainly far from pleasant.
Luckily upon arrival, a killer Rowena brought his attention to Salazar. If only he'd gotten there first. Now there was no chance of getting to kill the pathetic git! Godric stormed over to the two anyway, proceeding to sit down next to Rowena. "Why the hell did you put goddamn mice in our rooms?" He asked, trying his best to at least sound calm. It wasn't working at all. At least there was some form of satisfaction in the fact that Rowena had probably killed most of her mice. Godric's ones would probably be there for weeks.
Brilliant.
;D