FLETCHER, mundungus eugene

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MUNDUNUGS EUGENE FLETCHER ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
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( FULL NAME ) : mundungus eugene fletcher.
( NICKNAMES ) : Dung or Fletcher
( SEX ) : male.
( BLOOD TYPE ) : half-blood
( AGE & DOB ) : 23, March 12th 1954.
( YEAR ) :
( HOUSE ) : Ravenclaw
( AFFILIATION ) : order member
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual
( WAND ) : 13", unicorn hair, alder.

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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
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( LIKES ) : smoking, hanging out in knockturn alley, not being busted by anyone, drinking, any escape from himself really, being a loner, dumbledore.
( DISLIKES ) : other order members, death eaters, any one in the whole "legal" system, most magical creatures/animals, all that pureblood supremacy nonsense, social gatherings, the marauders.
( STRENGTHS ) : picks his battles, transfiguration, can totally do that whole shady car sales man act to perfection.
( WEAKNESSES ) : coward, thief, liar, cheater, some might call him a druggie, drinker, occasional potty mouth.
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : being killed by anything/any one but himself.
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : Getting out of a tight spot thanks to Albus Dumbledore.
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : his father came home smashed one night and beat him and his mother.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : to be rich.
( PET PEEVES ) : goody-two-shoes, lectures from everyone, hearing how he's destroying his body by smoking and drinking so much, hypocrites.
( PERSONALITY ) :
Mundungus Fletcher has a bit of a shady personality. He usually takes the role of a background person with a cigarette hanging loosely in his mouth. Fighting? Don't count on Fletcher to back you up, he knows better than to jump into action and risk his life. He's perfectly fine with the slow, early death that smoking and drinking will give him. When he dies, he'll know how he went out and that is all he can count on. He never knows where he's going to be sleeping next, or where he might get his next meal. Actually, he doesn't seem to worry about that stuff until he's tired or hungry. He loves selling things he pick-pocketed or even stole from an empty house he broke into. Sometimes it's amazing that the house didn't put him in Slytherin.

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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
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( HAIR ) : tattered, auburn hair that is always a mess.
( EYES ) : green eyes
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Fletcher is all lank and no muscle, and stands around 6'4"
( ATTIRE ) : Being a dude, Fletcher never really cares about what he's wearing. Occasionally a tie if the area he's selling looks like it requires one.
( DISTINGUISHED ) : blood shot eyes
( PLAY-BY ) : Jackson Rathbone.

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"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
• the history • the history • the history •
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( PARENTS ) : Johnathan Fletcher, 45, unemployed.
Serena Fletcher, 45, worker in the beast department at the ministry
( SIBLINGS ) : n/a.
( OTHERS ) : n/a
( HISTORY ) :
Every body knows who Mundungus Fletcher is. He's that guy who told someone who told someone who told your friend's cousin who told your friend that the Montrose Magpies were having a major autograph signing over at the Leaky Cauldron. He's also the one that sold you that questionable substance over in Knockturn Alley. But don't tell anyone, he doesn't need any one on his tail anytime soon. Make sure you pay him the right amount of money too, he's known for being an excellent pick pocket. How did someone even come to this behavior in the first place?

Let's look back at his family life, Mundungus' father was never the idle role model. They had the skinny kid well after their first three years of marriage and from the start it had been going down the drains. It was that typical "three years are up" deal between the married couple. John grew tired of always coming home to the same thing and eventually found a lovely escape with alcohol and drugs. Mundungus clearly remembers a few nights where he was six being woken up by his father putting cigarettes out on his skin. Every morning his father would say he was a failure because there was no sign of magic what-so-ever from the little guy.

His sign of magic wasn't anything special, more like a small poof of flowers for his mum when she was in St. Mungo's once. She went there frequently while she lived with Mundungus and his father. Eventually she came home one day, during the summer before Fletcher's fourth year, from the hospital, packed her bags, and left. This did not suit well with Fletcher, and his father was actually sober enough to notice this. How did his father make his son feel better? Slamming a bottle of firewhiskey down in front of the bloke and walking away. Feltcher slowly became intoxicated that night, at one point him and his father were singing drunken, slurred songs. That soon ended when his father started to drunkenly complain that his son was going to become a drunk.

Well he wasn't even one point off. Mundungus had thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of not having a constant thought in his head and waking up without remembering anything. It was not long before he was collecting a stash of drinks under his bed, soon joined by other questionable substances. Of course, he never bought any of it. Firstly, he never had any money to spend at Hogsmeade, and secondly, he didn't want people wondering why he was buying what he did in the first place. Granted by his seventh year he did not care and simply started to pick pocket the money from anyone he could.

When he was nineteen he ran into a very sticky situation. He had been doing the typical business that he had picked up after Hogwarts and made a deal with the wrong set of wizards. He was never one to keep promises, offer legit guarantees, or anything of the sort. A few rather dark wizards were in search of a certain object or necklace--he can't remember--and Fletcher had made the mistake of promising that he could find what they were looking for with the right price. Obviously, Mundungus failed to follow through, and the next time he met the wizards he was supposedly suppose to be meeting Albus Dumbledore. Needless to say, the Wizards were not happy, and they would have probably killed Mundungus it weren't for Albus coming up and stopping them, informing them that they could get their money back if they walked away and never disturbed Mr. Fletcher any time soon. Because of that one time, Fletcher felt he owed something a bit more secure to Albus and so became an Order member. Not that he changed his ways, but he goes to the meetings--sometimes.

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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : lindsey.
( AGE ) : 17.
( EXPERIENCE ) : 3+ish.
( CONTACT INFO ) : pm.
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : Ilikestalking?
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : can be of any quality or quantity, and from any site genre you wish.

dani dani dani.

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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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heyyy. this application was made by salinaa! of caution 2.0.
don't steal or she'll come to you in the middle of the night and
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[lily meredith evans]

Dear Mr. Fletcher,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Through Undead Eyes. Please find enclosed a list of all steps you should take now that you've been accepted.

Yours sincerely,
Marissa
_Marissa
^{Head Admin}