Post by kath1 on Nov 27, 2010 17:29:59 GMT -6
BARTEMIUS ABRAXAS CROUCH JNR. ,
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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
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( FULL NAME ) : bartemius abraxas crouch jnr.[/size][/blockquote]
( NICKNAMES ) : Barty, Junior, (don't call him Bart he considers it boring)
( SEX ) : Male
( BLOOD TYPE ) : pure-blood
( AGE & DOB ) : 16, 9/12
( YEAR ) : 6th Year
( HOUSE ) : Slytherin
( AFFILIATION ) : Death Eater
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual
( WAND ) : 9 1/2 inches, dragon heartstring, ebony, has a knack for charms
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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
• the personality • the personality • the personality •
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( LIKES ) :[/size][/blockquote]
*Women
*Mysteries
*Hiking
*Cold Weather
*Full Moon (he thinks werewolves are awesome)
*dark spells, curses
( DISLIKES ) :
*Telepaths
*People talking about a cure for werewolves
*Muggles
*Women who are teases
*Muggle-borns
*warm weather, leaves NOTHING for the imagination
( STRENGTHS ) :
*Battle of Wits
*Dueling
*Charms (of all kinds)
( WEAKNESSES ) :
*Barty has this nasty habit of being fixated on women that he likes although thankfully he's smart enough to keep it under wraps. Although they will consider him incredibly kind or sweet, the truth is they should really NEVER know what he thinks.
* The fact that he sometimes is really sexist, however at the same time he's mainly sexist towards all women that aren't pure-blooded.
*His mother surprisingly enough, is one of the most treasured people in his world. She, an upstanding pure-blood is who he visits and reads stories to regularly.
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : His mother as an inferi.
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : On his sixteenth birthday, Regulus gifted to Barty twins, both stunningly beautiful. Both girls, who weren't at all opposed to a three-some. Nough Said.
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : When his mother was cursed to the point of insanity right in front of him during a political rally.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : A nice blonde in a lovely stereotypical house, and living in the world that his dark lord wishes onto the rest of the world.
( PET PEEVES ) :
*Lily Evans or any other high profile muggle born that acts like she rules the school.
*James Potter or any other pure-blood that has made it public knowledge they are after a muggle-born.
*Smart Mouthed Women in General (pure-blood women are allowed to be smart mouthed just not anyone with dirty blood)
( PERSONALITY ) :
He is undeniably one of the most indecisive misogynistic man you will ever meet. Barty is extremely choosy about the women he downplays or idealizes although he is slightly impulsive because he has been known to go after some without looking into them first. Despite his ego he is incredibly intelligent and loves school, he just hates any dirty blooded classmates. With the ladies he is so incredibly charming he is just about a heartthrob which makes any of his sexist behavior being written of as a quirk. This is because displaying this behavior isn't at all evident, really more for behind the scenes. So he's a silent sexist, prejudicial extremely agile and incredibly intelligent.
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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
• the appearance • the appearance • the appearance •
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( HAIR ) : His hair is kept up and just at a length that he doesn't necessarily need to comb it if he doesn't want too. This doesn't meant that Barty doesn't try to keep it well presentable. Its a darkish tinge with a brownish kind of tinge that will be more predominant once he gets older according to his family history.
( EYES ) : Bright blue eyes with slightly thicker natural eyelashes is a trait he got from his mother and he feels so proud of them.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : He's about five foot nine inches and a slightly muscular yet nimble structure and weighs just the right amount.
( ATTIRE ) : He generally wears things that are green and silver with the overtones of black, although he does have a favoritism of purple as well because it symbolizes royalty.
( DISTINGUISHED ) : He has an accent, Irish-Scottish sort but an accent none the less.
( PLAY-BY ) : Colin Morgan
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"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
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[/font]"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
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( PARENTS ) :[/size][/blockquote]
Bartemius Crouch Snr, Late Forties, Politician at the Ministry, Strained
Alice Crouch (nee. Yaxley), Late Thirties, In-Home Psychiatric Care, Loving
( SIBLINGS ) :
Regulus Arcturus Black, Sixteen, Unofficial Brother
( OTHERS ) : None really
( HISTORY ) :
Bartemius was born to a loving father and mother while they both dwell in a calm magical nieghborhood. Niether of them at all openly prejudice or openly against the idea, both known to be somewhat kind. Even Bartemius Snr. although he was a bit cut off with how focused he was on his political career he still found time to smile. This is the sort of climate the young crouch grew up in, this was until his sixth birthday when he went for a march with his mother and father was when it all changed. At this political march a muggle-born protestor furious about the latest (yet just) immigration reform to try and regulate magical borders used the cruatius charm. Only his kindhearted mother stepped in the way of the curse to shield both her husband and son. Blasted with the curse she was soon driven insane from the attack.
For years he slowly grew a hatred towards any of the know classified 'order' ideals. Having to practically look after his mother and slowly grow a bitter dislike of his father but still loves his dad. He still had a governess all throughout this and over the time he started to grow a dislike of her. Barty however disliked his governess for basically freeloading on his father's money and even noticing she started to sleep with him. Finally in full throtled anger hearing his governess spout out such ideals that would have made her a perfect canditdate for the order of the phoenix. He kills her accidentally with an 'accidental' magical outburst. This is all ruled an accident but even barty jnr to this day silently knows the truth about his outburst.
Time at school slowly became basically a big show of intelligence that merged into a 'dear penthouse' letter. Bartemius did indeed slowly start to split his time once he turned fifteen between women, studies and the death eater cause. Having grown up nearby young future death eaters his basic ideals were formed by them. And the way he handles mostly all women was learnt from his unfaithful father. So he know as he turns sixteen (even getting a chance a threesome thanks to a charitable pair from the Beauxbaton school) he is basically a Cassanova of his studies and of the Lady Population.
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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : Katherine[/size][/blockquote]
( AGE ) : Only Rachel Knows
( EXPERIENCE ) : I've decided Rachel Knows WAYYYY to much about me
( CONTACT INFO ) : Rachel... I'm actually freaked
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : Rachel told me to come here, and yes she also told me to go jump of a bridge.... one sec.... -footsteps- -SPLASH- -water sound- -footsteps- She never said go jump of a really, really high bridge.
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : can be of any quality or quantity, and from any site genre you wish.Parents honestly shouldn't have been allowed to contact their children at school. Frankly school should have been a sanctuary, not invaded by the pressures of the outside world. Instead there was the bombardments of a radio or perhaps the curse of a delivery, either way there would be those interruptions of the peace. His younger siblings needed nothing of this, causing him to usually be up even before the crack of dawn, using the excuse of rounds to check the owlery. This resulted in a pile of rants in his hand, leaving the catalogues or some other useless delivery and fixating on the letter written to him from his father. Shaking his head he shoved it in his pocket and then continued down the stairs, careful to avoid any prefects actually on duty.
That was the thing about being a prefect at Hogwarts, while you were known as the one to not break the rules and trusted to do so, it was ten times as easier to successfully breeze past the rule book. Especially when it came to something like this, so in turn he knew just which rooms to slip into. Although with the state he was in, made lame from the letter in his pocket, stuffed in with little care. Wandering down a hallway he had little option other than to open the prefects bathroom, or dash in a unnecessary rush and hide in a classroom. He choose the bathroom, which he opened with such accuracy, "Well aren't you taking your sweet time." Cade muttered to the door closing despite it being at it's regular speed. Wandering in cautiously before he slid of the outer jacket of his uniform to hang up on a coat rack out of convenience before he went to sit.
Finding someplace to sit on the window seat he couldn't help but be glad the bathroom wasn't thick with choking musty air. Usually filled with a tinge of that horrid bath soap some of the girls used, or that strange cologne some of the boys would find to be worth their money. Taking out the crumpled note he smoothed it out a bit before he opened the envelope, revealing the scrawls of insanity from his father. Scanning over the letter with the sort of realism in his mind that if his father had sent a howler the way the letter was received would have just been the same. He was cursing his son for not already enrolling in a very lucrative training program at the ministry. Saying that he should look farther than the life of being a degenerate musician.
Reading the last lines aloud, "You are in seventh year now, and should start thinking about a proper future," he was speaking in such a horrid mocking voice, a thick french accent twisting each syllable. Cade struggled to find the right terminology to truly describe this situation, only plagued with a painfully sarcastic laugh. He threw the crumpled words in some skew of an arch across the room, finding it landed in some misdirection, he hadn't payed attention. Bringing his thighs to his chest and hugging them in he buried his face in some attempt of solitude. Unsure if he should have been bawling like a hysteric wife realizing her husband had cheated on her, or perhaps merely laugh. His father had written a letter to his son, believing that his son was the age of graduating. Cade's father had forgotten the age of his children, or perhaps what year it currently was on the calendar. Realizing this would be the only peace before the morning hustle and bustle became truly active, he was in no hurry to move. His eyes bored holes into the spacious landscape that he had a view of from this sort of window although something told him there must have been a spell or two involved. Only another voice in the room broke the concentration that he seemed to have built up over time, although he knew very little of how much time had actually passed.
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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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heyyy. this application was made by salinaa! of caution 2.0.
don't steal or she'll come to you in the middle of the night and
own you up with her mad ninja skillz. word up, fo shizzle drizzle.
all quotes from the amazing series of harry potter. go read them!
fill it out completely or you'll get nowhere. if you're a canon,
make sure to check your facts. if you're an original, then, well,
go crazy, yo. specifics are nice, but no two-page long histories.
be creative! oh, and please, don't forget: have fun! that is, after
all, what roleplaying is really all about in the long run. <3
[/size][/center]"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
• the credits • the credits • the credits •
________________________
heyyy. this application was made by salinaa! of caution 2.0.
don't steal or she'll come to you in the middle of the night and
own you up with her mad ninja skillz. word up, fo shizzle drizzle.
all quotes from the amazing series of harry potter. go read them!
fill it out completely or you'll get nowhere. if you're a canon,
make sure to check your facts. if you're an original, then, well,
go crazy, yo. specifics are nice, but no two-page long histories.
be creative! oh, and please, don't forget: have fun! that is, after
all, what roleplaying is really all about in the long run. <3