Post by Theo Delacour on Jan 12, 2009 1:47:37 GMT -8
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FULL NAME. Theodore Armande Delacour
NICKNAMES. Theo
AGE. 20
YEAR. Senior
DATE OF BIRTH. August 23rd
SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Straight
HOUSE. Slytherin
DO YOU WANT TO BE IN A FRATERNITY/SORORITY? Yes
WAND. 12 inches, oak, phoenix feather. Whippy and good for charms
BROOMSTICK. nimbus 2007
CANON OR ORIGINAL. Canon
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6'1.
WEIGHT. 200
BODY TYPE. Slim
HAIR COLOR. Blonde
EYE COLOR. Green
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES. He has a dove tattooed on his left shoulder
APPEARANCE IN DETAIL. Theo’s face could be described by some as long; perhaps ovular would be the right word. In either case, his face is accompanied by a strong, almost pointed, chin which is usually seen clean shaven, though not always. His nose shares those qualities, being also rigidly straight and slightly pointed. Extremely light blonde hair falls across his face, just a little past his ears and tousled to perfection. It always seems to be flying out at an odd angle completely on accident, but that’s just due to his careful style. His face almost has a feminine sort of delicacy to it, but somehow appears just that much more masculine. His green eyes can change with his mood, displaying anything from revulsion to hatred to affection with ease.
DESIRED PLAY BY. Charlie Hunnam
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LIKES. Pure-bloods
Succeeding at anything
Being admired/looked up to
Getting his way
White chocolate [shhh, don’t tell!]
Blondes
Slytherins in general
The Dark Arts, like any normal Slytherin
Money
Feeling superior
The color green
Annabella
DISLIKES. Muggles/Muggle-borns/ect.
Other arrogant people
People who stand up to him
Unnecessarily loud people
People who think they’re better than him
People who are anti-Slytherin
Suck-ups
Summertime [darn the sun]
The color orange
Most Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs
STRENGTHS. Charming –It is more or less his raison d'être to be a charming and attractive individual. His charm is something he has cultivated to the point where he can switch it on and off as required. It usually takes of the form of a lot of subtle touches and small smiles, nodding along with whatever you are saying and laughing at jokes, no matter how bad they may be. Simple but effective.
Gutsy –If he doesn’t immediately get what he wants, Theo is not afraid to reach out and take it, whatever this may require. He likes a good dare and rarely backs down, but at the same time he’s not going to do anything that’s not in his own best interest.
Self-preserving- He has an instinct for looking after himself and keeping himself out of serious trouble, even if it means he has to jump ship in the process. Despite being impulsive and having a love of dangerous people and places, he has evaded serious consequences thus far.
Ambitious – He wants to be famous, rich and loved. And he will do anything, and step on anybody, to get there. His main ambition currently centers on starting a sucessful rock band. His ambition often extends to 'conquests', women he desires, and he is no less zealous in getting them.
Persistent – When Theo wants something, he won’t stop until it is his. This influences his attitude towards everything; people, his dreams, material desires, and he is quite happy to put everything else aside while he tries to get whatever it is he wants.
WEAKNESSES.
Ruthless– Theo’s ambition and persistence often lead him down the path of ruthlessness and he can be very callous with other’s emotions and well being when he has something he wants in his path.
Shallow – Well, if you’re not beautiful, then why are you standing in his line of sight? He likes to surround himself with good-looking people and has very little patience for discovering 'inner beauty' in anyone.
Single-minded – It can be quite difficult to getTheo to seriously consider any topic of conversation which he does not have a personal interest in. He will usually just pretend to listen instead and nod in a vacant fashion. It's a good idea to make him repeat back what you've just said if it's something important, as he's probably fantasizing about being famous while you're talking.
Unreliable – You can arrange to meet Theo at a particular time and place, but whether he turns up or not is a different thing entirely. Theo’s priorities are usually fairly set and day-to-day life is just a distraction. You may not be close enough to the top of his list to be worth his time.
Impulsive and Reckless – Because he likes to grasp the nettle and take opportunities where he sees them, Theo is seen by some as a flaky and slightly dangerous individual. He protests that he’s merely an opportunist and likes to strike while the iron's hot whenever possible. He is dazzled by his dreams sometimes and will go ahead with risky plans if he thinks he's going to get something out of them.
Vain- Theo is undeniably in love with his own reflection and can happily spend hours in front of a mirror, preening and primping.
HABITS/QUIRKS. He never leaves home without his vanity mirror, he messes with his hair when he is nervous, and he has a habit of compulsively lying to girls
FEARS. Himself, except disfigured. That's it. He really is that shallow.
SECRETS. Secretly in love with himself? No? Secretly in love with every girl on campus? Not quite...getting closer. Secretly in love with Annabella? Now your on to something
FULL PERSONALITY. Most of the time, Theo thinks of himself as a dynamo, a veritable incubus on the prowl for unsuspecting girls. Occasionally (usually in the face of disapproval from others), he is struck down with guilt at his womanizing ways and will tell anyone who’ll listen that he “just wants to be loved!” He knows that it’s a terrible thing to toy with people’s emotions the way he does, but somehow he can’t seem to stop.
As he has grown into adulthood, most other concerns have fallen to the wayside in favour of his desire to validate himself through many and varied relationships. It’s very important to his self-image that he is attractive and desirable.
As a result he has alienated a lot of other boys at school in his romantic machinations. Having absolutely no qualms about sleeping with someone’s girlfriend or, indeed, stealing her from right under some other boy’s nose has meant he depends more on female companionship then anything else
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PARENTS. mother * Gabrielle Delacour
father * Armande Delacour
SIBLINGS. _____ Delacour
BIRTHPLACE. Paris, France
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS. (spouse, girlfriend, boyfriend)
CHILDREN. N/A
PETS.
FULL HISTORY. Theo harbored dreams of stardom from a very young age, and was allowed to begin guitar lessons at the age of five at a small, private music studio just around the corner from Diagon Alley. His enthusiasm for it grew and he also began acting classes at a performing arts school a few years later. He was eventually attending five days a week and he dreaded receiving his Hogwarts letter and having to leave his ambitions behind to learn to use his magic. Initially he protested that he was, in fact, a squib, but his letter arrived and he was packed off to school with the rest of his family.
His parents had hoped that he would see the possibility of the wizarding world when he went to school and would direct his ambition towards something within his own world. This was not to be the case, and Theo's hopes for a career in music are stronger than ever. During the summer and holidays he attends intensive classes in order to be as good as other hopefuls his own age.
At school he reluctantly took up his magical studies and spent many a night crying into his pillow for his lost dreams of fame and adventure. Eventually, one of his cousins noticed that he was unhappy and after a bit of thinking a solution was happened upon that would allow him to continue playing even at school, albeit without tuition. The Room of Requirement, which transformed itself into a gleaming studio for his use whenever he wanted to practice.
As he grew and developed a more mature figure he realized that having a lean, muscular body was going to be an advantage, and put it to use in experimental fashion on the unsuspecting female population of Hogwarts. Within a few years he gained a reputation for flirtatiousness and a lot besides, which he doesn’t mind, but it drives many other males mad with envy.
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YOUR NAME. Ashleigh
YOUR AGE. 19
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE. Seven
CONTACT INFO. pm is okay.
HAVE YOU READ THE RULES? less than three.
ANYTHING ELSE. Besides how awesome I am? Naitch
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.
Things were getting harder lately. Harder in a frustration, pain causing sort of way. The kind of way that makes you want to lock yourself in your office for hours and play sad music so loud it makes your ears want to bleed - but for some unknown, super mysterious way, that worked. And if it worked, Lyra wasn’t going to argue. She thought she was a pretty strong sort of girl. Well, it came with the territory, really. Because in the business she was in, there was no room for anything less than the best. Which was what got her into this whole bloody mess to begin with. And that’s the way the cookie crumbled.
There were a lot of things Lyra wished. She wished she were taller, for one. She didn't like the idea of having to look up at Narcissa Malfoy, not in the slightest bit. She wished she had lower expectations. She didn’t do well getting her heart set on something only to never reach it, or have it turn out not the way she wanted. But a lot of people wished, didn’t they? Wished for happiness and love and a house and a job and money and better looks, but really, Lyra didn't have any of those things. So when the hell was it supposed to get easier? She was getting sick of waiting.
It all came down to the fact that Lyra Black had to be the best. And if that meant sixteen hour days, six days a week, then so be it. If that meant doing paperwork at dinner, or in bed just before she closed her eyes, then that was that. She was a bit of a workaholic. Nobody expected her to become the next Lucius though - so she was the only one working herself to the bone. He wouldn’t find rest until a criminal was captured and dealt with. Until trial day. Until she heard the guilty verdict and celebrated with champagne and baked goods and wondering after it was all over, if it was really worth it.
She licked around the outside edge of her ice cream cone as she sat down in a booth by the window, letting the coldness soothe her.
Her father was mad at her. Yet again. Because lately it felt like all she could do was royally screw things up somehow. But not tonight. Nope. Tonight would be a good night. She would go to his house, have dinner with his wife. No. It wouldn't work out. He didn't know who she was yet. The Minister sure as hell didn't. It was going to take more then cuteness and kick-ass persuasion skills to get in that woman's good graces. Andromeda had always told her that her Aunt was a spiteful person. Lyra figured she would just have to work hard and redeem herself, that was all. Then it would be easy from there.
There were a lot of things Lyra wished. She wished she were taller, for one. She didn't like the idea of having to look up at Narcissa Malfoy, not in the slightest bit. She wished she had lower expectations. She didn’t do well getting her heart set on something only to never reach it, or have it turn out not the way she wanted. But a lot of people wished, didn’t they? Wished for happiness and love and a house and a job and money and better looks, but really, Lyra didn't have any of those things. So when the hell was it supposed to get easier? She was getting sick of waiting.
It all came down to the fact that Lyra Black had to be the best. And if that meant sixteen hour days, six days a week, then so be it. If that meant doing paperwork at dinner, or in bed just before she closed her eyes, then that was that. She was a bit of a workaholic. Nobody expected her to become the next Lucius though - so she was the only one working herself to the bone. He wouldn’t find rest until a criminal was captured and dealt with. Until trial day. Until she heard the guilty verdict and celebrated with champagne and baked goods and wondering after it was all over, if it was really worth it.
She licked around the outside edge of her ice cream cone as she sat down in a booth by the window, letting the coldness soothe her.
Her father was mad at her. Yet again. Because lately it felt like all she could do was royally screw things up somehow. But not tonight. Nope. Tonight would be a good night. She would go to his house, have dinner with his wife. No. It wouldn't work out. He didn't know who she was yet. The Minister sure as hell didn't. It was going to take more then cuteness and kick-ass persuasion skills to get in that woman's good graces. Andromeda had always told her that her Aunt was a spiteful person. Lyra figured she would just have to work hard and redeem herself, that was all. Then it would be easy from there.
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