RILEY, colin jayce

[colinriley]

colin jayce riley
"KEEP YOUR FEET ON THE GROUND
WHEN YOUR HEAD'S IN THE CLOUDS, "

”You want to know a bit about me? I’m advanced and have several layers.. like an onion. So you’re gonna want to listen closely, got it? No really, gather around the camp fire, kiddos, because things are about to get real. Once you know me, there’s no going back. We should start off simple with a bit of my history. That shouldn’t blow you away too much.

My full name is Colin Jayce Riley. I was born in Dublin, Ireland to two loving muggle parents on October 31st.. also known as Halloween. Ugh, every time I say ‘muggle’ I think of a bagel. Maybe it’s because they both have a ‘g’ in it. Moving on.. I have an older sister named Lily. She’s about five years older than me, and she’s also a muggle. My childhood was pretty simple. I lived life like any normal irish boy who had no idea he was a wizard. My parents would spoil me rotten and shower me with gifts. I’d get the latest gaming system with the latest games. It was pretty awesome.

Then I got my letter from Hogwarts. Let’s just say that was a shocker to the whole family. They thought it was a joke at first. But, alas, it was not. I really was a wizard and I really was being invited to wizard school. Sounds a bit insane if you think of it from a muggle’s point of view.

After that my parents sort of thought I was.. a freak, to put it lightly. I wouldn’t say they hated me or anything.. They just didn’t love me like they used to. They were actually quite a bit distant. They would claim to be busy during the holidays so I had to stay at Hogwarts every year during Christmas and such. They sent me gifts, though. Mostly expensive gifts. A lot of candy. Random stuff. Sometimes socks.

Anyway, at Hogwarts I was placed into Hufflepuff. I’m pretty loyal about my house. I have a lot of Hufflepuff spirit. I go crazy at Quidditch games.. seeing as how I can’t play Quidditch worth a poo, I’d rather watch and scream like a madman. I’m in my sixth year of Hogwarts now and I love it here.

Well, that’s my history, really. I can’t think of much else that stands out as significant.

Now get to talking about the real me, which is something I love to do.

I love attention. I crave it. I have to be the center of attention at all times. I blame this mostly on the lack of attention my parents would give me once they found out I was a wizard. Well, anyway, I’ll do just about anything to be looked at. I’ll jump on tables, start scream-singing random music, make random yelping sounds or farting noises, talk loudly while having a conversation, and so much more. I’m known as the class clown. Hell, people want me in their class because I make the time go quickly. I’m just an entertainer. Making people laugh is what I’m best at. I also have a knack for random outbursts and inappropriate comments, and I love ‘that’s what she said’ jokes. I absolutely love to joke around. I barely ever take anything seriously and I’m always trying to lighten the mood.

A bit like the last chunk there, I’m awfully random. I’ll say whatever comes to my mind without thinking, even if it makes absolutely no sense. Instead of looking for coherent conversations, I’m known for spewing out bits of random stupid and pretending people actually understand me. My mind is a bit erratic and I’ll go from one topic to another in just a snap of a finger. Be surprised if you can hold my attention for more than five minutes, because that’s quite a feat. I’m also obsessed with alliterating. Is that how you even say it? I have no idea.

I’m straight and everything, but I’m kind of scared of females. Not in the way where I’ll not go near them, because some of my best friends are girls, but I just don’t like the thought of liking them. Does that make any sense? I mean, I’ve seen some bad breakups in my days. I try to stay out of relationships because I feel that we’re still growing up and the last thing we need is a relationship that isn’t going to last past our teenage years. The last thing I want is to suffer a broken heart. It just frightens me when girls advance on me like vultures to the dead carcass of Mufasa or something. I don’t take that stuff to well, and I tend to run away. Far away. I can be a real sweetheart when it comes to girls, though. I feel they should be treated with respect.. even though I may make silly little sexist jokes and flirt a ton.. which is weird, seeing as I’m scared of their advances but I make my own. That’s just a habit of mine. I like to talk about doing people’s mothers, too, but I never actually do. So it’s only harmless joking, though some people can get really ticked about it. Well I am just sorry I’m too cool for you to handle.

Some people say I’m conceited and have an ego. I don’t really think I do.. well, not as bad as some people. I will admit, I talk about myself a lot. I openly love myself and my hair. I think I’m fairly attractive. That’s about it, though. I’m not the best at everything.

I’m muggleborn, yes, but there is no sort of blood that I dislike. I’m open to everyone and anyone. It really irks me when I’m called a ‘mudblood’ though. It’s a really nasty word and it offends me. I usually shrug it off, though. I don’t like it when people see that something bothers me, because then they use it as a weakness. So I try to laugh it off and make a joke of it instead of starting a fight about it. In that sense, I’m not very good at sticking up for myself. I always make fun of myself just not to make things awkward.

I really, really hate dogs. Like, I’ll run away screaming from them. And I have a really girly scream. But no, I freaking hate them with a passion. The little tiny ones are okay, you know, the cute ones. But the huge ones that slobber literally everywhere make me want to vomit. They are so selfish and don’t care if they get their nasty white foamy drool all over you. Seriously, they need to have a little respect. Cats I can handle, though. Not the bald nasty ones, but the soft and furry ones. They’re so cute, especially when they’re kittens.

I hate bees and wasps and spiders and all those other nasties. They’re the ones guilty of climbing in your window and snatching your people up. They have a secret agenda to take over the world. I’m almost positive. They’re gonna eat us all.

I love soft blankets, fluffy pillows, and stuffed animals. I also like the color blue and the shade black. I enjoy wearing hoodies. I hate facial piercings and people with those huge holes in their ears.. gauges or whatever.. make me want to throw up all over their face. Do they think we want to see the nastyness that is their holy ear? Like, it must smell terrible when they take the plastic thing out. Ew. I threw up a little in my mouth just now.

I’m a sucker for heat. I hate it so much and it completely drains me. I’d rather freeze my buns off then melt. Look at it this way.. you can always put more clothes on to make yourself warmer, but you can’t rip your skin off when it gets too hot. See? I’m a genius!

Okay I really think this is enough for now. If you really want to know anymore about me, just be my friend. That’ll be enough.”


alias; SAM
experience; 6-7 on and off.
character house; hufflepuff.
character year; sixth.
character side; neutral.
other chars; none.