Post by cissa on May 5, 2011 21:39:01 GMT -5
NARCISSA CASSIOPEIA BLACK
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she's a backseat driver, a drama provider, an instant update of the world.
she's a first-class liar, a constant forgetter. she's attractive but bitter.
she's a lady, and ladies shouldn't be messed with.
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
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AGE/DOB: Fifteen. 8 July 1964.
YEAR: Fifth
HOUSE: Slytherin
AFFILIATION: Death Eater
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE UGLIEST
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EYE DETAILS: Narcissa's clear blue eyes are large and round with a set of thick lashes framing them.
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: She is impossibly small for her age, standing somewhere around 5'3" on a good day. She's hoping that she will still grow since she's only fifteen, but it doesn't look hopeful. With her weight topping around 110, she has retained the delicate build that many of the women in her family are famous for.
FACE: No matter how many flaws she picks out about it, Narcissa has a pretty, heart-shaped face. Her complection is clear despite a row of freckles running across the bridge of her thin nose.
STYLE: Narcissa's clothes are pretty simple but feminine at the same time. Her outfits usually consists of dresses from some expensive boutique and a set of heels.
FEELINGS: Narcissa can be nice, you know, when she wants to be. It's just getting her to want to be nice that's the problem. Her parents pampered her growing up, so there are times when she acts like a porcelain doll and in a way she is. She knows how to take care of herself, but she can't handle some things nearly as well as she would like to think.
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[/color][/font]MAN, BACK WHEN I HAD A BODY, OOH. I HAD MAD GAME
WITH THE BITCHES. JUST ASK BELLATRIX LESTRANGE![/color][/font]
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-hot tea
-morning rain
-pet fish
-sleeping in
-fresh flowers
-baking
-reading
-shoes
-tiramisu
-being a princess
LOATHES:
-being talked down to
-stiff clothes
-dog smell
-stuffy houses
-being cold
-sitting still
-her great aunt, you know the one with the beard
-people who don't know their place
-family dinners
-water
BOGGART: People realizing she isn't perfect.
DEMENTOR: Narcissa was five when she fell into the wading pool behind her grandmother's house and almost drowned, and it's somethig that's stuck with her ever since.
PATRONUS: Small bird. The day she got her first ballgown. It's petty to think of that as her happiest moment, but she had never felt more beautiful than she did in that dress.
AMORENTIA:
-lavender.
-the smell of early morning.
-rain water.
VERITASERUM:
Most of the time, she has absolutely no idea what she's doing despite how hard she tries to look like she's keeping it all together.
She's been lying to her mother for years and saying that she likes the "secret recipe" that she made up that one rare time she cooked, but, in reality, it's probably the reason Narcissa is so skinny.
STRENGTHS:
Divination is one of her best classes.
Narcissa can persuade people into almost anything.
She can whip up a doxy bite antidote like no other.
WEAKNESSES:
She's unbelievably clumsy.
She loves cooking, but she can never get her chocolate icing right.
She's a sucker for a nice smile.
OVERVIEW:
From where she stands, Narcissa is just happy to be compliant. It makes her life much simpler, but her parents are the only people that she has ever let run her life. Perfection might be what she strives for, but it has always been what she considers perfection and not everyone else. She enjoys being who she is. After all, what girl wouldn’t love being given dresses and shoes galore simply for acting like she was raised to be a lady?
She does her best to act like she’s invincible, but, in reality, she’s just as fragile as she looks. She has never let her short stature get the better of her. She knows how to take care of herself, and there is nothing she hates more than people acting like she can’t do something on her own, something that she finds is much too common for someone from her society. She can have quite the temper when she’s pushed, and, by now, she’s realized that people will act all too quickly to do so.
When she isn’t trying to look like she can take on the world, Narcissa is delicate. Narcissa is her mother’s pride and joy, the perfect little dress up doll. She’s always been the most feminine of the three Black sisters, and she’s happy to be that way. Narcissa has an elegant and light demeanor that fits her softer side perfectly. For the most part, she actually is a bit of a sweetheart, but she still knows the difference between being nice and being a pushover.
In the end, Narcissa simply wants to be labeled as being more than just part of her family. She’s her own person, and she happy for that. She loves her sisters dearly, but she knows that there is no way that she could ever be as head-strong as Bellatrix or as sensitive as Andromeda. She knows who she is even if it is just being the ideal pureblood girl.
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FATHER: Cygnus Black, fourty-one, ministry worker, Dark Lord, Slytherin.
SIBLINGS: Bellatrix Black, seventeen, Dark Lord, Slytherin. Andromeda Black, sixteen, who knows what's going on with her, Slytherin.
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES: Narcissa has two goldfish named Lorence and Clarence as well as a tabby cat named Perseus. As for her family, as old as it is, one could only guess how many family members there are out there. There are her cousins Sirius and Regulus Black as well as Bartie, __, and __ Crouch and Evander, __, and __ Rosier.
WEALTH STATUS: Loaded
BIRTHPLACE: London, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hoggy Hoggy Hogwarts
OVERVIEW:
Over time, the Black family has become known for many things. Whether it be their wealth, their blood status, or their uncanny ability to avoid all authority, the only thing that really matters to them is that they are in fact known. For generations, they have been tagged as a group of people who simply couldn't be ignored, and Narcissa is no exception. Her stunning features and delicate demeanor make her into the perfect pureblood women without adding on the years of prepping she’s had to endure from her parents. Things aren’t always what they seem with this family though, and it’s only a matter of time before their porcelain faces shatter for good.
Cygnus Black and Druella Rosier were one of those couples that people always expected to get married. It was no surprise when the invitations were sent out, and no one bothered telling either of them that they could to do better because, in reality, neither could do better than the other. Of course, they weren’t one of those silly grade school couples. No, no, they were much too good for that. It had just been an unspoken decision from both of their parents, so, after awhile, the two of them just accepted it as well. It was a marriage of convenience. From the moment they were married, it was clear that they were a power couple. To this day, no one can really say what Cygnus does for a living, but it’s clear that he must do it well. Druella, on the other hand, is more known for her cocktail parties than her place in the political world.
Fifteen years ago on a hot July night, Narcissa Cassiopeia Black was born into her parents’ world of glamour and wealth. From the beginning, it was apparent that she was the one to be given the duty of being the family pet. Growing up, her mother has always treated her more as a Persian cat than a daughter, but for some reason she’s always simply gone along with it. After so many years of frills and ribbons, Narcissa has simply given up trying to do things her own way. Her parents made sure, that unlike their other two daughters, Narcissa was made into just what they wanted her to be before she ever had the chance to take on a personality of her own.
School was a whole different world for her. For once, her parents weren’t there to tell her how to act, and she was actually able to form an opinion of her own about things. Of course, it was probably a stronger opinion than many wanted to hear. Despite this, she has still retained that simple elegance that she was born with; she just does it with more of an open mind than just the hardcore, pureblood ways that were drilled into her from the beginning.
She might still be young and impressionable, but she’s made a pretty good start for herself so far. She’s the small glimmer of light in her, well, black family. As far as she’s concerned, she’d be happy for things to stay just they way they are. Her parents may be overbearing and the decisions most of the rest of her family makes might be highly questionable, but Narcissa has settled with just being a lady for the time being. Eventually, she hopes that she’ll be able to break from that, but for now that is who she is, psychotic family and all.
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[/color][/font]IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
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AGE: Seventeen
GENDER: Female
EXPERIENCE: Five+ years
SECRET WORD: admin edit
ANYTHING ELSE?: Nopeee.
RP SAMPLE:
the days were getting longer, and already dorian could feel the warmth of spring beginning to set in. it was enough to drive even him outside for the day. students were mulling about everywhere- standing all around in the courtyard, stretched out in the grass, and sitting along the edge of the lake. the sudden change in weather had brought a set of looming clouds with it though, and the bottom looked like it was going to fall out of the sky before too long. it wasn’t half an hour after he got outside that everyone cleared out and headed back indoors to avoid the impending storm. some how, that didn't keep dorian from settling down by one of the trees outside, close enough to the bridge that he could run inside if the weather decided to turn on him but far enough at that he would still claim that he crawled out of the dungeons for at least a little while.[/SIZE]
on a daily basis, the thought of why he had been placed in slytherin didn’t cross his mind. it was just something that he had learned to accept and he didn’t find the need to question it. it was days like this that the reality of who he was set in. as the humid air sunk into his skin, it reminded him just how truly he cold he must be that he was chilled to the bone without even realizing just how frozen he had truly gotten. it wasn’t as if he was proud of the fact, but he wasn’t sure that he could help it even if he tried. he had become something that was barely human to the point that he had to literally sit out in the heat in order to feel like he was alive. he was like a snake curling up on a rock in the middle of summer to beat off the winter cold that had sent him into hibernation to begin with. it was enough to make him want to throw himself off the bridge to not only end his thoughts of self pity but to remind him that he was in fact alive.
instead of suicide, dorian dug a book out of his bag and pulled the pack of cigarettes out of it that he had shoved in there to mark his place before he had to run off to class earlier that day. it wasn’t even his book. it was some idiotic book of his sister’s that, like many other things, had gotten tossed into his trunk during the process of packing the two of them up for hogwarts. he was sure he looked real cute sitting there reading some with girly print and swirls all across the front cover as he pulled a cigarette from the pack and lit it up. he was sure his sister would be furious with him for getting the smell on her book, but he honestly didn’t care. it would probably be faded before she got it back anyway, so he just took a long drag and blew the smoke up at the sky thinking that if mother nature was going to ruin his day with her dreary skies he might as well fill them with pollution just for good measure.
for a moment of time, dorian felt like he might actually want to believe in love. the silly, over-emotional characters in the book were almost enough to make him think that maybe it all wasn’t so bad, but then he remembered that his life wasn’t as simple as who fairie princess could win the affection of the prince first, but he wanted to think that his life could be that way, so quiet and fill with unrequited love, then he reminded himself how stupid that really was and flipped the page, ripping the top of it in the process.
dorian was half-way through his second chapter when the first drop of rain splattered onto the page, leaving a wavy, wet splotch in its place. he stuck the book back into his bag, but he made no attempt at moving. instead, he sat there and watched as the last few of the students who had been outside headed towards the doors before the sprinkling turned into something worse, but it was a few minutes later still before he saw a familiar brown head poke itself out from around one of the trees as if wondering if she should bother going inside and risking really getting drenched or take her chances sitting under the tree. dorian blew the last of the smoke from his lips, crushing the ashes into the ground, as he nodded his head towards her. “de, what are you doing? you look ridiculous. come sit down,” dorian commented as he stretched his long legs out in front of him.
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