Post by forbiddendesires on Aug 2, 2007 2:29:44 GMT -5
right]Name: Voldemort {Tom Riddle}[/right]
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Your Name: Stephanie
Your Age: (optional)
Contact Information: yim: special_buddy_zip
Character Full Name: Voldemort
Nicknames: Voldie (by those who want to die a slow and painful death), My Lord…to those who wish to live… He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,
Age: 72, but doesn’t look it
Hogwarts Year: Graduated
Desired/Former House: Slytherin
Birth date: Dec 26
Past or Present: (1977 or 1997?) Present
Blood Line: Pure-blood
Alliance: (DE, Order, Neutral) De… he is the offical Dark Lord
One Word To Describe Your Character: Evil
Likes: Darkness, evil, pain, anything that deals with people on their knees crying out in pain. He loves the Dark Arts, and Potions.
Dislikes: He dislikes all those who oppose him. Who think that they can make the world a better place. Those who are muggle born or even are muggles.
Overall Personality: Evil to the core. He doesn’t really take the time to get to know even the best of people. He thinks the muggles and muggles born aren’t worth the air that they breath. He’d rather have the world full of those who are worthy of their placement. He’s very egotistic and very cruel when it comes to dishing out punishment to those who cross his path, being either order members, ministry folk, muggles, or even his own followers. He knows what he wants and will do whatever it takes to get it, now matter that results and who dies in the wake.
Evil to all degrees. He doesn’t care for anybody but himself. He’s out to destroy the world, and doesn’t really care for all those who get caught in the way. He’s very intelligent. He may have a wicked sense of humor, but there are very few people who have seen it, cause he doesn’t have very many friends in this world or the next. He’s very cunning. He’s got a very short fuse to his temper, and it has been witnessed numerous times, with actions of his rage.
Appearance: Shaggy dark jet black hair. Unkept mostly, in his face. Looks like he just got out of bed, usually. He’s has dark eyes, maybe brown or black. Not a lot of people tend to get really close to really see what color they are. He is tall in height. Kind of lean in body wise. He’s not very muscular, for all that has happened to him. He has a very pale completion. No scars that are known
Celebrity Being Used: I don’t remember
History: (In-Depth, please—if you’re a Past, you can make it up)
Voldemort was raised in a muggle orphanage in London in the years 1926-1938. Orphanage was clean, but meager: a bare courtyard and grim, square building surrounded by high railings. Head matron was Mrs. Cole. Mrs. Cole recalls that he was an odd baby -- he rarely cried, and as he got older he appeared to cause "nasty" things to happen to the other children and to pets around the orphanage. Also stole things: a yo-yo, a silver thimble, and a harmonica ('mouth organ'). He discovered his powers at a young age and began to use his abilities against his fellow orphans.
At Hogwarts, Tom was obsessed with his heritage. Although he knew since his first year that he was the Heir of Slytherin, he didn't learn the complete story until he tracked down and visited his uncle, Morfin Gaunt during the summer of 1943. Morfin told him that his father was a Muggle and his mother was a descendent of Slytherin. At this point, Tom Stunned Morfin and went to Riddle House where he murdered his father and grandparents. Before leaving Little Hangleton, Tom went back to the Gaunt shack and stole the gold Slytherin ring. It is unknown how, but Tom also bespelled Morfin into confessing to the crime. Morfin was convicted for the murders and sentenced to Azkaban.
Tom had also discovered that he was a Parselmouth. He opened the chamber of secrets in his 6th year and framed Rubeus Hagrid getting him expelled. The chamber contained a basalisk and killed a muggle-born girl and terrorized the school leaving many muggle-borns temporarily paralyzed. After leaving Hogwarts in 1945, Riddle began working at Borgin and Burkes on Knockturn Alley. His job was to ferret out items of value and obtain them at the lowest price possible. He suddenly left this job and disappeared after he killed Hepzibah Smith for a gold locket that belonged to Slytherin and a gold cup that belonged to Helga Hufflepuff.
Then on Halloween night he went to the Potters and killed James and Lily Potter, attempting to get to Harry Potter who was said in a prophecy to be the one to bring him down. He had decided to kill Harry as a baby to avoid it. But the love of his mother for the baby backfired and destroyed himself transferring some of his own powers into the Potter Boy. He struggled for 13 years to gain back his powers. Ten years after his downfall he acquired Quirrels body and attempted to get the Sorcerer's stone, but failed when Harry Potter got in the way.
The next year Lucius Malfoy slipped Voldemort's old Diary into Ginny Weasleys Diary attempting to bring back the Dark Lord. It would have worked but yet again Potter got in the way and destroyed the Diary and the Basilisk. Then a year later an old servant, Peter Pettigrew, also known as Wormtail, found him and helped him to gain strength and the next year he was finally able to obtain some a body. Although it was not his original body, it was snake-like. Barty Crouch Jr., who was another faithful death eater, got Potter to the Dark Lord, but after a duel Potter escaped yet again.
Soon after this he was reunited with his children to find out that his wife was killed by Aurors only seven years after his disappearance. He was furious with his news but still thankful that all of his children were intact and all of them evil and itching to prove him proud and help him to destroy Potter. A year later he sent some of his most trusted Death Eaters to the Ministry to retrieve the Prophecy made about him and Potter. They failed though when the Order showed up and stopped them. He immediately went and dueled Dumbledore but it was an even match. Although he was happy that Albus was becoming weak over the years.
Then finally only a year ago Voldemort was again known to the world and the war began. He worked a wonderful plan that worked wonders, taking over Hogwarts and finally killing Dumbedore once and for all. Over that summer he and a few of his faithful servents gathered together texts of Old Magic and found spells and potions to transfer his current body to his old body. His human body. He missed it and knew it would be able to connect with his children with it. So he no longer has his snake like complextion, he looks very much human.
Role Play Sample: (Your average post-length)
He watched them, try to save them. A smirk crossed his face and he moved through the shadows, knowing exactly they would reacted when they would see him. They would coward in fear. He loved that feeling when it came from them.
He watched some order members rushing toward the fallen ones and flicked his wand out at them, dropping them before they even got close. Eyes snapped to look at him and a single word slipped from their mouths. His name. It was good to know that his name was the last thing that they would say before they died.
He flicked his wand at them and watched as the light faded in their eyes. He then stood over the limp bodies of them all and sighed. They didn’t even put up a fight. Which was pathetic. He needed some more kind of challenge.
The word?
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Your Name: Stephanie
Your Age: (optional)
Contact Information: yim: special_buddy_zip
i think i need some time by myself }
Character Full Name: Voldemort
Nicknames: Voldie (by those who want to die a slow and painful death), My Lord…to those who wish to live… He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,
Age: 72, but doesn’t look it
Hogwarts Year: Graduated
Desired/Former House: Slytherin
Birth date: Dec 26
Past or Present: (1977 or 1997?) Present
Blood Line: Pure-blood
Alliance: (DE, Order, Neutral) De… he is the offical Dark Lord
{ without anybody else }
One Word To Describe Your Character: Evil
Likes: Darkness, evil, pain, anything that deals with people on their knees crying out in pain. He loves the Dark Arts, and Potions.
Dislikes: He dislikes all those who oppose him. Who think that they can make the world a better place. Those who are muggle born or even are muggles.
Overall Personality: Evil to the core. He doesn’t really take the time to get to know even the best of people. He thinks the muggles and muggles born aren’t worth the air that they breath. He’d rather have the world full of those who are worthy of their placement. He’s very egotistic and very cruel when it comes to dishing out punishment to those who cross his path, being either order members, ministry folk, muggles, or even his own followers. He knows what he wants and will do whatever it takes to get it, now matter that results and who dies in the wake.
Evil to all degrees. He doesn’t care for anybody but himself. He’s out to destroy the world, and doesn’t really care for all those who get caught in the way. He’s very intelligent. He may have a wicked sense of humor, but there are very few people who have seen it, cause he doesn’t have very many friends in this world or the next. He’s very cunning. He’s got a very short fuse to his temper, and it has been witnessed numerous times, with actions of his rage.
{ i just need to unwind
Appearance: Shaggy dark jet black hair. Unkept mostly, in his face. Looks like he just got out of bed, usually. He’s has dark eyes, maybe brown or black. Not a lot of people tend to get really close to really see what color they are. He is tall in height. Kind of lean in body wise. He’s not very muscular, for all that has happened to him. He has a very pale completion. No scars that are known
Celebrity Being Used: I don’t remember
History: (In-Depth, please—if you’re a Past, you can make it up)
Voldemort was raised in a muggle orphanage in London in the years 1926-1938. Orphanage was clean, but meager: a bare courtyard and grim, square building surrounded by high railings. Head matron was Mrs. Cole. Mrs. Cole recalls that he was an odd baby -- he rarely cried, and as he got older he appeared to cause "nasty" things to happen to the other children and to pets around the orphanage. Also stole things: a yo-yo, a silver thimble, and a harmonica ('mouth organ'). He discovered his powers at a young age and began to use his abilities against his fellow orphans.
At Hogwarts, Tom was obsessed with his heritage. Although he knew since his first year that he was the Heir of Slytherin, he didn't learn the complete story until he tracked down and visited his uncle, Morfin Gaunt during the summer of 1943. Morfin told him that his father was a Muggle and his mother was a descendent of Slytherin. At this point, Tom Stunned Morfin and went to Riddle House where he murdered his father and grandparents. Before leaving Little Hangleton, Tom went back to the Gaunt shack and stole the gold Slytherin ring. It is unknown how, but Tom also bespelled Morfin into confessing to the crime. Morfin was convicted for the murders and sentenced to Azkaban.
Tom had also discovered that he was a Parselmouth. He opened the chamber of secrets in his 6th year and framed Rubeus Hagrid getting him expelled. The chamber contained a basalisk and killed a muggle-born girl and terrorized the school leaving many muggle-borns temporarily paralyzed. After leaving Hogwarts in 1945, Riddle began working at Borgin and Burkes on Knockturn Alley. His job was to ferret out items of value and obtain them at the lowest price possible. He suddenly left this job and disappeared after he killed Hepzibah Smith for a gold locket that belonged to Slytherin and a gold cup that belonged to Helga Hufflepuff.
Then on Halloween night he went to the Potters and killed James and Lily Potter, attempting to get to Harry Potter who was said in a prophecy to be the one to bring him down. He had decided to kill Harry as a baby to avoid it. But the love of his mother for the baby backfired and destroyed himself transferring some of his own powers into the Potter Boy. He struggled for 13 years to gain back his powers. Ten years after his downfall he acquired Quirrels body and attempted to get the Sorcerer's stone, but failed when Harry Potter got in the way.
The next year Lucius Malfoy slipped Voldemort's old Diary into Ginny Weasleys Diary attempting to bring back the Dark Lord. It would have worked but yet again Potter got in the way and destroyed the Diary and the Basilisk. Then a year later an old servant, Peter Pettigrew, also known as Wormtail, found him and helped him to gain strength and the next year he was finally able to obtain some a body. Although it was not his original body, it was snake-like. Barty Crouch Jr., who was another faithful death eater, got Potter to the Dark Lord, but after a duel Potter escaped yet again.
Soon after this he was reunited with his children to find out that his wife was killed by Aurors only seven years after his disappearance. He was furious with his news but still thankful that all of his children were intact and all of them evil and itching to prove him proud and help him to destroy Potter. A year later he sent some of his most trusted Death Eaters to the Ministry to retrieve the Prophecy made about him and Potter. They failed though when the Order showed up and stopped them. He immediately went and dueled Dumbledore but it was an even match. Although he was happy that Albus was becoming weak over the years.
Then finally only a year ago Voldemort was again known to the world and the war began. He worked a wonderful plan that worked wonders, taking over Hogwarts and finally killing Dumbedore once and for all. Over that summer he and a few of his faithful servents gathered together texts of Old Magic and found spells and potions to transfer his current body to his old body. His human body. He missed it and knew it would be able to connect with his children with it. So he no longer has his snake like complextion, he looks very much human.
{ in my time machine }
Role Play Sample: (Your average post-length)
He watched them, try to save them. A smirk crossed his face and he moved through the shadows, knowing exactly they would reacted when they would see him. They would coward in fear. He loved that feeling when it came from them.
He watched some order members rushing toward the fallen ones and flicked his wand out at them, dropping them before they even got close. Eyes snapped to look at him and a single word slipped from their mouths. His name. It was good to know that his name was the last thing that they would say before they died.
He flicked his wand at them and watched as the light faded in their eyes. He then stood over the limp bodies of them all and sighed. They didn’t even put up a fight. Which was pathetic. He needed some more kind of challenge.
The word?