Post by Damian LeStrange on Jun 7, 2008 14:27:50 GMT -5
ABOUT YOU;;*[/color]
Name; Rachael
Age;16
Location; NJ
Time Zone; EST
YOUR CHARACTER;;*
Name;[/b] Damian LeStrange[/size]
Age;[/b] Twenty-Four[/size]
Occupation;[/b] None as of now. His family is highly wealthy. And, of course, he is the puppet master of the Defaeco alliance.[/size]
House They Were In; Slytherin
Blood;[/b] Pure[/size]
Parents;[/b] Bellatrix and Rodolphus LeStrange [/size]
Children;[/b] None; he's not that old[/size]
Wand;[/b] Ebony, Chimera heartstring center, fourteen inches[/size]
Patronus;[/b] Hawk[/size]
Boggart;[/b] His mother dead[/size]
Animagus;[/b] Nope, too lazy. Would be a vulture.[/size]
Alliance;[/b] Defaeco[/size]
Pets;[/b] None[/size]
History;[/b]
While some thought it unfortunate to be born into a Pure Blood line, he thought it fortunate. He was the first-born of a prestigious line and a male–exactly what Bella and Rodolphus had wanted. As a result of this, he was raised as a prince would have been. His early childhood held no problems. Until, of course, his little sister was born.
Due to the fact that she took attention away from her, Damian instantly didn’t like her. As they grew, as did his dislike; it grew into hate. Unexplainable, burning hate and loathing. Why he still did not know, but he did. It grew more and more over the years, and the first time he attempted to kill her was when she was six, he thirteen. She had not yet shown magical ability to him, and even though their parents had seen it, he did not care. So, he threw a knife at her head, and thankfully, she stopped it. If she had not? Oh, well, all the better for him.
He was off to Hogwarts soon after, and was treated like a king among those in his House (Slytherin, of course). Whether it be his take-charge attitude that made people follow him or his blood line, he did not care, as they followed him around like a lost puppies.
He got good grades, being brilliant (although lazy), and had an apt in Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration. The rest of the classes, in his own opinion, were useless–especially Muggle Studies (ugh, shudder at the thought) and Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Speaking of those Dark Arts. Damian always had a fascination with them, and grew involved with them when he was around fourteen or fifteen. Yes, they were complicated, but as stated earlier, he was brilliant, which just made him all the more dangerous.
He decided that, in his sixth year, he was sick of the Ministry. The Ministry that had ruined his parent’s reputation and put them in Azkaban (they’d escaped again, thankfully) numerous times. He decided that the Ministry needed to be taken down, and it was time for a new Dark Lord. Who, whoever, would fill those shoes is still unknown.
His first kill came around when the boy was only seventeen, as a man had insulted his mother. He then realized that, even after all the years of beating and abusing his sister, he needed something more than just hitting. He liked killing, and he liked it a lot.
The conspiracy, named Defaeco, was formed two years after he graduated. He had not been surprised that so many flocked to him; there were many Pure Blood families still alive and sick of everything. And so, those younger idol worshiped him, and those older grudgingly followed a boy younger than their years. Now, nearly five years after the conspiracy was formed, there were whispers of more Blood Wars and wars in general arising.
And he could not wait.
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Appearance;[/b]
A man that was as evil as he should not be attractive. Unfortunately, Damian was; he was very attractive. He, like his sister, took after his father, and thus, resembled the younger girl more than he liked. His looks, however, helped him win some people over. Hey, you win some, you seduce some.
Brushing the height of six foot two, he was rather tall, though was far from scrawny and skinny. He was built solidly, and while not muscular in the extreme, was strong and certainly looked it. His built suited him, needless to say. His skin was softly tanned, like his sister’s was, and only marred in some places from scars from fights and other various things. The Defaeco crest was burned, like everyone else in the conspiracy, into his left wrist.
Now, there was something about sociopaths. Something about their eyes. You see, seeing as they pretty much had no soul, there was no light in their eyes. It was as if you were staring right into them, and they into you. Damian had suck eyes, nearly black they were so dark a brown. They were set into a handsome face, which was well-chiseled and over-all handsome.
His hair, a dark brown, was kept somewhat long; just enough to pull into a small pony tail if he wanted to. It was cut into layers, framing his face quite nicely. It was naturally straight, unlike his sister’s, and he didn’t bother to do much else with it.
He, being pure blood, likes to dress well in nice pants, button-down shirts, and dress shoes. However, at times, he could be seen wearing jeans and a tee-shirt for comfort purposes–normally just around his house. [/size]
Personality;[/b]
There are some sorts of people that honestly and completely terrify you. Those who watch the news shudder at the thought of how people are murdered daily.
But then there are some who are the types of people that terrify you, and smile at the thought of murder and commit them themselves.
Damian was such a person.
'Sociopath' would be an excellent term to describe Damian. You would need at least five traits to qualify, and he has far, far more than that. To be honest, he has thirteen out of fifteen. In other words, he was nearly a perfect sociopath. He lied, he stole, he used, he injured, and he killed along with several other things. These are the kind of people you fear--the people you run screaming from. Running from Damian, however, might not be a wise idea. He can Apparate, and as a result of that, he's much faster than anyone would be on foot. Unfortunately, although he was crazy, he was brilliant. His mind was put to waste, many of his teachers would tell you now. However, sometimes brilliancy can indeed lead to madness.
Sadism was a practice he thoroughly enjoyed. Watching others writhe in pain and bleed was a thrill for him, and he could honestly never get enough of it. It made him feel powerful, and power was certainly something that Damian craved. He was a power-hungry lunatic, and would kill his way to the top if necessary.
He had homicidal tendencies, and found a thrill in killing unlike any other. Granted, he couldn't do it often without the Ministry picking up on him, though an occasional murder in the Wizarding World could be brushed under the rug and be placed in the unsolved mysteries file. He was careful with his tracks, not wanting to be caught. However, he would go to Azkaban–with pride, bearing his family name. He’d be a king.
His strong point was manipulation. He’d analyze a person and pick out their biggest weakness and dangle it in front of them. Deucalion Malfoy, for example, was an easy one for him–his sister was his weakness, definitely, but his close friends were as well. So, all Damian would have to do was threaten Kalypso, his sister (Sheliya), or Fiona Dolohov, Damian’s fiancee (arranged).
He could be very charming when he wanted to be, as well as seductive. He had to–it was part of the job. Convincing people to join his allegiance (more of a conspiracy) took a lot sometimes, and if he had to charm them, so be it. He was, of course, rather charming with the fairer sex. However, after they got close enough, he revealed himself as who he truly was. Needless to say, they usually didn’t like him much.
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Likes;[/b]
-Being a Pure Blood
-His mother
-His lineage
-Power
-Being in charge
-Dominating
-Girls
-Especially feisty girls
-Breaking people
-Breaking things
-Sex
-Drinking
-Smoking
-Inflicting pain onto others
-..In other words, sadism
-Stealing
-Lying
-Manipulating
-Lust
-Himself
-Destroying
-Killing
-Not having to worry about his emotions getting in the way
-Wrath
-Pure Bloods
-Being able to do what he pleases
-Living on the edge
-Sleeping
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Dislikes;[/b]
-His sister
-Having to control himself
-Most people
-Muggles
-Mudbloods
-Half Bloods
-Werewolves (filthy animals..)
-Half Breeds
-Consequences to his actions
-Children
-Crying
-Morals
-Prudes
-Being controlled
-Love
-Touchy-feely people
-Reading
-Writing
-Playing piano
-Muggle things (aside from cigarettes and clothing)
-Singing
-Not being in charge
-People who regret things
-Empathy
-Sympathy
-Happiness
-Cheeriness
-Hopefulness
-Happy-Go-Lucky..ness
-Religion
-..Pretty much everything
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Model;[/b] Ben Barnes[/size]
Anything Else?;[/b] ..He's an homicidal sociopath. And he's arranged to marry Fiona Dolohov.[/size]
Roleplay Sample;[/b] This is my forum. Faaaack this. [/size]
Name; Rachael
Age;16
Location; NJ
Time Zone; EST
YOUR CHARACTER;;*
Name;[/b] Damian LeStrange[/size]
Age;[/b] Twenty-Four[/size]
Occupation;[/b] None as of now. His family is highly wealthy. And, of course, he is the puppet master of the Defaeco alliance.[/size]
House They Were In; Slytherin
Blood;[/b] Pure[/size]
Parents;[/b] Bellatrix and Rodolphus LeStrange [/size]
Children;[/b] None; he's not that old[/size]
Wand;[/b] Ebony, Chimera heartstring center, fourteen inches[/size]
Patronus;[/b] Hawk[/size]
Boggart;[/b] His mother dead[/size]
Animagus;[/b] Nope, too lazy. Would be a vulture.[/size]
Alliance;[/b] Defaeco[/size]
Pets;[/b] None[/size]
History;[/b]
While some thought it unfortunate to be born into a Pure Blood line, he thought it fortunate. He was the first-born of a prestigious line and a male–exactly what Bella and Rodolphus had wanted. As a result of this, he was raised as a prince would have been. His early childhood held no problems. Until, of course, his little sister was born.
Due to the fact that she took attention away from her, Damian instantly didn’t like her. As they grew, as did his dislike; it grew into hate. Unexplainable, burning hate and loathing. Why he still did not know, but he did. It grew more and more over the years, and the first time he attempted to kill her was when she was six, he thirteen. She had not yet shown magical ability to him, and even though their parents had seen it, he did not care. So, he threw a knife at her head, and thankfully, she stopped it. If she had not? Oh, well, all the better for him.
He was off to Hogwarts soon after, and was treated like a king among those in his House (Slytherin, of course). Whether it be his take-charge attitude that made people follow him or his blood line, he did not care, as they followed him around like a lost puppies.
He got good grades, being brilliant (although lazy), and had an apt in Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration. The rest of the classes, in his own opinion, were useless–especially Muggle Studies (ugh, shudder at the thought) and Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Speaking of those Dark Arts. Damian always had a fascination with them, and grew involved with them when he was around fourteen or fifteen. Yes, they were complicated, but as stated earlier, he was brilliant, which just made him all the more dangerous.
He decided that, in his sixth year, he was sick of the Ministry. The Ministry that had ruined his parent’s reputation and put them in Azkaban (they’d escaped again, thankfully) numerous times. He decided that the Ministry needed to be taken down, and it was time for a new Dark Lord. Who, whoever, would fill those shoes is still unknown.
His first kill came around when the boy was only seventeen, as a man had insulted his mother. He then realized that, even after all the years of beating and abusing his sister, he needed something more than just hitting. He liked killing, and he liked it a lot.
The conspiracy, named Defaeco, was formed two years after he graduated. He had not been surprised that so many flocked to him; there were many Pure Blood families still alive and sick of everything. And so, those younger idol worshiped him, and those older grudgingly followed a boy younger than their years. Now, nearly five years after the conspiracy was formed, there were whispers of more Blood Wars and wars in general arising.
And he could not wait.
[/size]
Appearance;[/b]
A man that was as evil as he should not be attractive. Unfortunately, Damian was; he was very attractive. He, like his sister, took after his father, and thus, resembled the younger girl more than he liked. His looks, however, helped him win some people over. Hey, you win some, you seduce some.
Brushing the height of six foot two, he was rather tall, though was far from scrawny and skinny. He was built solidly, and while not muscular in the extreme, was strong and certainly looked it. His built suited him, needless to say. His skin was softly tanned, like his sister’s was, and only marred in some places from scars from fights and other various things. The Defaeco crest was burned, like everyone else in the conspiracy, into his left wrist.
Now, there was something about sociopaths. Something about their eyes. You see, seeing as they pretty much had no soul, there was no light in their eyes. It was as if you were staring right into them, and they into you. Damian had suck eyes, nearly black they were so dark a brown. They were set into a handsome face, which was well-chiseled and over-all handsome.
His hair, a dark brown, was kept somewhat long; just enough to pull into a small pony tail if he wanted to. It was cut into layers, framing his face quite nicely. It was naturally straight, unlike his sister’s, and he didn’t bother to do much else with it.
He, being pure blood, likes to dress well in nice pants, button-down shirts, and dress shoes. However, at times, he could be seen wearing jeans and a tee-shirt for comfort purposes–normally just around his house. [/size]
Personality;[/b]
There are some sorts of people that honestly and completely terrify you. Those who watch the news shudder at the thought of how people are murdered daily.
But then there are some who are the types of people that terrify you, and smile at the thought of murder and commit them themselves.
Damian was such a person.
'Sociopath' would be an excellent term to describe Damian. You would need at least five traits to qualify, and he has far, far more than that. To be honest, he has thirteen out of fifteen. In other words, he was nearly a perfect sociopath. He lied, he stole, he used, he injured, and he killed along with several other things. These are the kind of people you fear--the people you run screaming from. Running from Damian, however, might not be a wise idea. He can Apparate, and as a result of that, he's much faster than anyone would be on foot. Unfortunately, although he was crazy, he was brilliant. His mind was put to waste, many of his teachers would tell you now. However, sometimes brilliancy can indeed lead to madness.
Sadism was a practice he thoroughly enjoyed. Watching others writhe in pain and bleed was a thrill for him, and he could honestly never get enough of it. It made him feel powerful, and power was certainly something that Damian craved. He was a power-hungry lunatic, and would kill his way to the top if necessary.
He had homicidal tendencies, and found a thrill in killing unlike any other. Granted, he couldn't do it often without the Ministry picking up on him, though an occasional murder in the Wizarding World could be brushed under the rug and be placed in the unsolved mysteries file. He was careful with his tracks, not wanting to be caught. However, he would go to Azkaban–with pride, bearing his family name. He’d be a king.
His strong point was manipulation. He’d analyze a person and pick out their biggest weakness and dangle it in front of them. Deucalion Malfoy, for example, was an easy one for him–his sister was his weakness, definitely, but his close friends were as well. So, all Damian would have to do was threaten Kalypso, his sister (Sheliya), or Fiona Dolohov, Damian’s fiancee (arranged).
He could be very charming when he wanted to be, as well as seductive. He had to–it was part of the job. Convincing people to join his allegiance (more of a conspiracy) took a lot sometimes, and if he had to charm them, so be it. He was, of course, rather charming with the fairer sex. However, after they got close enough, he revealed himself as who he truly was. Needless to say, they usually didn’t like him much.
[/size]
Likes;[/b]
-Being a Pure Blood
-His mother
-His lineage
-Power
-Being in charge
-Dominating
-Girls
-Especially feisty girls
-Breaking people
-Breaking things
-Sex
-Drinking
-Smoking
-Inflicting pain onto others
-..In other words, sadism
-Stealing
-Lying
-Manipulating
-Lust
-Himself
-Destroying
-Killing
-Not having to worry about his emotions getting in the way
-Wrath
-Pure Bloods
-Being able to do what he pleases
-Living on the edge
-Sleeping
[/size]
Dislikes;[/b]
-His sister
-Having to control himself
-Most people
-Muggles
-Mudbloods
-Half Bloods
-Werewolves (filthy animals..)
-Half Breeds
-Consequences to his actions
-Children
-Crying
-Morals
-Prudes
-Being controlled
-Love
-Touchy-feely people
-Reading
-Writing
-Playing piano
-Muggle things (aside from cigarettes and clothing)
-Singing
-Not being in charge
-People who regret things
-Empathy
-Sympathy
-Happiness
-Cheeriness
-Hopefulness
-Happy-Go-Lucky..ness
-Religion
-..Pretty much everything
[/size]
Model;[/b] Ben Barnes[/size]
Anything Else?;[/b] ..He's an homicidal sociopath. And he's arranged to marry Fiona Dolohov.[/size]
Roleplay Sample;[/b] This is my forum. Faaaack this. [/size]
