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a ship is safe in harbor
BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT SHIPS ARE MADE FOR

I hope our daughters are born with so much fire in their souls, they could put volcanoes and stars to shame.


n a m e
Victoire Delacour Weasley
b l o o d s t a t u s
Part Human: 18th Veela
b o r n
2 May, 2000
s e x
Female
a g e
Twenty Four
h e i g h t
178 centimetres
w e i g h t
59 Kilograms
s e x u a l i t y
Heterosexual



Before I am your daughter, your sister, niece, or cousin, I am my own person, and I will not set fire to myself to keep you warm.


w a n d
Rowan, Dragon Heartstring, 8 and ¾ inches, slightly rigid.
h o g w a r t s h o u s e
Ravenclaw
a c c o l a d e s
Ravenclaw Prefect, President of Wizarding Chess Club and three times Hogwarts champion.
o c c u p a t i o n
Gringotts Curse Breaker



Forget stardust – you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged? You are iron. And you are strong.


l i k e s
  • Puzzles, from jigsaw to riddles to difficult curses.
  • Stories. Victoire grew up on all the tales of her family's bravery in the face of evil, on Beedle the Bard's fables and history. Victoire is rather embarrassed by her fondness for fairytales and happily ever afters.
  • Pastries and chocolate--she has something of a sweet tooth
  • Early morning walks by the seaside, burrowed into a sweater and delightfully alone.
  • Songbirds
  • Cleanliness.
d i s l i k e s
  • Parties; Victoire does not do raucous crowds.
  • She doesn't touch firewhiskey--she always ends up making Very Bad Decisions Indeed.
  • Being talked over or undermined.
  • Victoire loathes the feeling of being stuck. She's got a terrible case of wanderlust.
  • Borscht. The smell makes her ill.
h o b b i e s
  • Chess--Victoire is an extremely talented player, and she makes time to play with her Uncle Ron whenever she's in town.
  • Exploring. Victoire almost always has a bag ready and a whim for travel.
  • Victoire is an accomplished baker. When she's stressed, she can usually be found in the kitchen.
p a t r o n u s
Swan
b o g g a r t
Manacles and chains
a m o r t e n t i a
Sea spray, old leather, traces of sugar and firewood.
p e r s o n a l i t y
"Are you sure you're a Weasley?" is one of the first things Professor Flitwick said to her. She was a shy and quiet child, and Victoire could not have been more different than her siblings and countless cousins. Preferring solitude, she often found herself drawn to empty towers, leaning out windows to let the wind whip her skin raw, to forbidden woods where magic hummed in the air, to secret passages that lead her to the wonders of Hogwarts. Endlessly curious and doggedly determined, Victoire loves nothing more than to find mysteries and unfold them. The glory is irrelevant to the delight of discovery.

But fire rages beneath the reserve and placid smiles. Victoire is passionate, fierce, wild. She loves nothing more than to sink into magic, to let the floodgates open and to battle dark curses, to bend them to her will. It serves her well as a curse breaker--but it can lead to disaster in fits of temper. She rarely indulges it, but when she does, Victoire is every bit the vicious veela, quick to go for her wand.

Her boundless curiosity compels her to wander and she resents every obstacle that slows her down. She is haunted by a need to keep moving, to keep hunting wonder, to find the next challenge. Despite her quiet, it would be folly to describe her as still.

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We die a little every day and by degrees we're born into different men, older men in the same clothes, with the same scars.



Name: Evander Cassian Barius

Blood status: Pueblood

Born: 3 March, 2000

Sex: Male

Age: 24

Height: 183cm

Weight: 58kg

Sexuality: Heterosexual




Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.


Wand: Willow, 11 inch, Dragon Heartstring

Hogwarts house: Slytherin

Accolades: Slytherin Prefect, Quiditch Team Captain (beater)

Occupation: Unemployed (he prefers the term vigilante, though.)




If you don't receive love from the ones who are meant to love you, you will never stop looking for it.



Likes
+ Firewhiskey: Evander has a serious Firewhiskey craving, that many have called an addiction and tried to sort out. He always keeps a flask of it handy.
+ Wizard Chess: He has a need to play games which largely require his brain (and a lot of rules that are hard to remember.)
+ Camping (without a tent): Evander found that the best way to get back to nature was to go, what he calls, 'Open-lid camping' with a few of his friends.
+ Pastry: Evander has a strange love for treacle tarts (as any person in their right mind should.)

Dislikes
- Rebels: Evander despises people who don't follow his every command and/or the rules. Unless his commands go against the rules.
- Sympathy: He hates people trying to sympathise with him about his fathers death.
- Flying: Despite being the captain of Slytherin's Quidditch team, when he went to Hogwarts, he always had a slight phobia of flying after he had an accident in a game against Gryffindor when he was playing his last match. Thank god they actually won said match.
- Butterbeer: People actually call that crap alcohol? It's all Greek to him.

Hobbies:
  • Evander loves nothing more than to go into the woods and camp out under the stars, perfectly alone. He wouldn't mind brining a girl with him one day...
  • To Evander almost nothing is as entertaining as sitting down in the corner, flask of firewhiskey in hand, and just have a quiet drink. That must end in a bar fight, or else.
  • Fishing is a great way, in his opinion, to get back to nature and get something to eat when you're flat broke.





We are all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.


Patronus
Dragon

Boggart
The mask of the Death Eater who killed his father

Amortentia
Smoke, fresh bread, old books and hints of (obviously) alcohol.

Personality
Evander used to be the most friendly boy in England, when he went to Hogwarts, or for 5 years there at least. He had been called 'The Boy Next Door' many times, beacause of his happy, cheerful demeanour and seeming inability to be angry. He was quite popular and never held a grudge against anybody, many had wondered why he was put in Slytherin. At the beginning of his sixth year, they all found out.

During that summer his father was killed and his personality had a turn for the worse. He became gruff and angry, while remains somewhat aloof. He was quite quickly known as a first-class jerk, but he also gained a strangely alluring 'charm' for when he needed it most.

But inside him, he had more troubles than imaginable. He was traumatised by his fathers murder, but never told anybody about it, using drinking as an escape. Though he may be horrible, there is far much more to him than meets the eye. When nobody cares, it's hard not to get lonely.
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