Post by rab on Jul 15, 2011 19:19:10 GMT -5
REGULUS ARCTURUS BLACK
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PRETTY IMAGE HERE- STRETCH THE BOARD AND VOLDY WILL KILL YOU
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OH, JUST GIVE THEM ALL B-'s AND BE DONE WITH IT!
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AGE/DOB: Fifteen – May 21st 1961
YEAR: 5th
HOUSE: Slytherin
AFFILIATION: Death Eater
SEXUALITY: Straight[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]GOYLE, WHO DO YOU THINK IS THE UGLIEST
GIRL IN SCHOOL? HMM... OH, BUCKBEAK, FOR SURE[/color][/font]
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EYE DETAILS: Dark chocolate brown
HEIGHT/WEIGHT/BUILD: Thin, 5foot 6-ish,
FACE: His face is rather handsome, cheek bones stand strong, but not in a vile disgusting way.
STYLE: Anything that fits, he isn't really bothered.
FEELINGS: He is the silent type, who is always trapped in his thoughts, no one knows what he's thinking or feeling, but himself.
PLAYED BY: Tom Moorcroft[/SIZE]
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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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LOATHES: 10+
BOGGART: BIGGEST FEAR
DEMENTOR: WORST MEMORY
PATRONUS: ANIMAL COUNTERPART AND BEST MEMORY
AMORENTIA: 3+ SCENTS THAT ATTRACT YOUR CHARACTER
VERITASERUM: 2+ SECRETS
STRENGTHS: 3+
WEAKNESSES: 3+
OVERVIEW: FOUR PARAGRAPHS MINIMUM[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]NOT EVERYONE INHERITED ENOUGH MONEY TO
BUY OUT NASA WHEN THEIR PARENTS DIED[/color][/font]
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FATHER: Orion Black, 47, Unemployed, Death eater, Slytherin
SIBLINGS: Sirius Black, 16, Order of the phoenix, Gryffindor
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES:
AUNTS
- Lucretia Black – Sister to Orion Black – Married Ignatius Prewett.
- Druella Rosier – Married Cygnus black
UNCLES
- Alphard Black – Brother to Walburga Black – Never Married
- Cygnus Black – Brother to Walburga
COUSINS
- Narcissa Black
- Bellatrix Black
- Andromeda Black
- Arthur Weasley – Once removed.
Grandparents
- Arcturus Black – Married Melania McMillian
- Pollux Black – Married Irma Crabbe
WEALTH STATUS: Not living in riches, or poverty
BIRTHPLACE: Grimmauld place
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Grimmauld place
OVERVIEW: FIVE PARAGRAPHS MINIMUM[/SIZE]
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[/color][/font]IF YOU SWITCH ME DRAGONS I'LL GIVE YOU MY
GUSHERS! NO, NO, NO... I HAVE A FRUIT BY THE FOOT[/color][/font]
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AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
EXPERIENCE: 6/7 years
SECRET WORD: Dumbledore's Magical Toots.
ANYTHING ELSE?: ANSWER HERE
RP SAMPLE: Max didn't know what time it was, he was too distorted to even care. The young sixth year slytherin was too wild to care. At this moment in time, the blonde haired boy was sat in the common room, at a table in the far corner. He wasn't hiding from anyone, even if he did hide, his laughter would give his hiding place away. he had one of those laughs that just boomed from his being. His laughter could be heard over everyone in the common room, but he didn't give a damn if people looked at him funny, he. Max Zabini, had the funniest best friend ever.
Max was sat around the table in the far east corner of the green and silver dungeon, he was accompanied by none other then Caleb Devereux. His best friend, it was typical that you would see these two together, practically inseparable, they would usually be sat around the fire, making sure that they're warm, since they live in a dungeon that was always wet, damp and cold. It wasn't a typical housing situation. He wasn't one to complain about his surroundings, he usually only complained about his female counter parts who don't give in, or don't give him any. That was why he was such an egotistical prick these days, when he was in his first year, he was innocent; rather nice too, but then he started hanging around with people, people who taught him the trades, and he just became better then everyone else. Of course his head needed to be popped some time soon, but no one was going to do it, No one wanted to. Of course, Caleb gave him a slap on the back everyone in a while and told him to calm it, but Caleb had known Max forever, they had been friends since, well Max couldn't really put it on a time line, heck he didn't even remember when he first met Caleb.
They had been friends because of their parents knowing each other, that was all Max could remember. They had practically done everything together, apart for a few things that would be totally weird. Max and Caleb had their days were they would want to rip each others teeth out, but by the time they was walking to the boys dorm, they'd be talking and chatting like nothing happened. Such a bromance could only blossom between two Slytherins, it seemed impossible that anyone would like either of them. Max had his womanising ways, and his charming good looks, and well Caleb he was just the same. Apart from he didn't woe as many women, and probably didn't have as many lays as Max did, but that’s not the point. You could barely see the sun through the water that was pressing against the glass that protected the students from drowning. It was weird really, the castle was a ten minute walk give or take a few, away from the lake. Yet somehow they had managed to get the dungeons right near the lake. It was... magical.
The evening was young, and the spirits where high in the slytherin common room. It was nearing to the time they had to go home for Christmas, and see their deadly parents. Of course Max never returned home until summer, it was just a waste of time if he did. It was getting colder and colder in the castle, and the fires were on all the time now. Even in board daylight, and no one ever went out anymore. Unless it was to watch the quidditch, cause who wouldn't dare step into the cold for a nice friendly game of quidditch. He coughed as he slapped his hand down on the table, his silky smooth voice trailing from his lips. "Yeah right." The conversation had taken a swerve in direction to make a stab at Caleb's woman, Max always had the tendency to pry into other people's business, and he loved to talk about
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[/color][/font]HUFFLEPUFFS ARE PARTICULARLY GOOD
FINDERS! WHAT THE HELL IS A HUFFLEPUFF?[/color][/font]
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