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Post by BELLATRIX MADELINE LESTRANGE on Jul 23, 2010 17:51:19 GMT -5
*When I was young, it seemed that life was so wonderful,a miracle, oh it was beautiful, magical. * Home, what would normally be something joyful to think was less than pleasant for the Lestrange woman. Holiday, another word that normally was pleasant, which meant presents, happiness, and most of all family. To this Lestrange however, it meant loneliness, annoyance and most of all disappointment. Now not all was terrible for the woman, it wasn't like her father abused her, no that was Octavius. But she did provoke him, the funny part was, Bellatrix didn't want dominance in the boys, no she already knew that they were Rodolphus's favorites, but to Bella it was a fight for affection, attention. After all attention was attention be it bad or good. The Lestrange did have a slight issue, she had a need for constant praise, or attention. But with her family she didn't get it, which was going to make this holiday horrible. She had stopped talking to her siblings at school, hell she even stopped talking to Scorpius Malfoy, and Rabastan's rat bastard children. It wasn't like she wanted to cut ties, it was just she needed to get her head straight before rushing back into the fire.
Currently the Lestrange woman had found herself in the vast garden her mother kept. But it hadn't been kept up, for the last past few months, for Lilith Lestrange had gotten herself knocked up. Bellatrix touched one of the dead rose's it's thorn pricked at her finger tips, the cold air nipped making her numb, but she refused to go inside to her family. Perhaps she just wanted to see who would come out to find her, in her mind she was sure that she would sooner die outside in the cold, then her family coming out to look for her. She took one of the dead buds and crushed it in her hand, the feeling of the petals crumbling gave her a rush of power, it made her feel like she had control. Of course never in public was she this self conscious, oh no in public she was the Lestrange people had come accustomed too. But to be honest in private she was someone totally different, quite, unsure of herself, and lonely. A noise made her move from her seat on the little bench, her eyes shot to the source of the sound, but she made no movement towards it. That was the beauty of being her, she wasn't scared of dying, it was just a new experience.
She let her eyes flick back to the rose and she let out a light sigh. "Who is there." her voice was colder then she meant it too. But she didn't look up to the presence that she started to feel. Brown eyes stared at the deep red rose, and her black hair fell into her face dancing against her cheekbones, she closed her eyes and sighed "what do you want?" she said now starting to get mad that people were intruding on her quite time, but perhaps it was her father, a wry thought but a thought none the less. Or perhaps a family member, she calmed herself and readied herself for who ever it was who decided to come seek her out.
*Then they showed me a world where I could be so dependable,oh clinical, oh intellectual, cynical.*
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Jul 25, 2010 21:04:31 GMT -5
Angeline Rose VanZant NAME :: Angeline Rose VanZant
NICKNAMES :: Countess, Angel.
AGE :: Older then most people ever dream of being. but four hundred, if you really need to know.
BIRTHDAY :: February 14th.
BLOOD :: Pureblooded vampire.
NATIONALITY :: Romanian.
ORIENTATION :: well, blood is blood, and bodies are bodies. Either gender is fair game for good and a night of lust.
ALLEGIANCE :: Nox.
HOUSE :: I am head of Ravenclaw, and the Ancient ruins professor. [/blockquote] HAIR :: Naturally it was a deep red, but over the years she has experimented with different looks, right now it is black and red. And normally done up in spiral down curls.
EYES :: Brown naturally, but varies with hunger.
HEIGHT :: six-three
WEIGHT :: 130
ETHNICITY :: Caucasian
CLOTHING STYLE :: Victorian styles are what she is use to wearing, but now more or less it's steam punk, due to her need to remain in her comfort zone, but try to keep up with the times. FATHER :: Kane Anthony Demoise, --- , Deceased.
MOTHER :: Rosalita Marie Demoise {Nee Dionis}. ---, Deceased.
SIBLINGS :: ----
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS :: Aloysius Kratos VanZant, 500 years old, PETS ::
[/blockquote] WAND :: Length, wood, core.
LANGUAGES :: What is their first language? Do they speak any others? How & when did they learn these?
MAGICAL HIGHS & LOWS :: What subjects/areas of magic do they excel in? What areas are they not so good in?
SPECIAL ABILITIES :: Well, being a vampire gives one a sort of new abilities, such as healing quickly, fast movements and and unnatural sense of smell and hearing. No sparkling in the sunlight isn't something she was blessed with. Thank the vampire gods. Vampires can go out in the sunlight, but with certain cases, they loose energy rapidly, Countess is one of this cases. She can go outside, but with in three hours she has to retreat inside.
PATRONUS :: Well, Countess could but she'd rather face the beast then run from it. The patronus takes form of a black shadow like horse. ---story here--
OTHER TALENTS :: What unique talents do they have? This can range from cooking to juggling to making daisy chains. List at least two and how they came to have those talents.
[/blockquote] LIKES :: Write a paragraph on what your character loves, likes, enjoys etc. Remember from the rules, a paragraph constitutes at least 6 lines. OR, you can do a list of at least 8 things your character likes.
DISLIKES :: Another paragraph/list, but this time regarding what your character doesn't like.
PARAGRAPH FORMAT :: She has read all the stories, and as much as she hates them, the classify her almost perfectly, a vain creature, pure, and deadly. Her magical abilities came from the Vampire Aloysius, he was her husband for the longest time, he shared his knowledge of magic with her when she was younger. She has to say she deeply loved Aloysius, but he was daft when it came to humans, they ended up his death during the Vampire hunting era. Countess is a cold woman, and She acts aristocratic as she should, being a Countess she up holds her small courts dignity, Countess loves intelligent conversations, and she won't lie she was a firm supporter of Salazar Slytherin, and Grindelwald when he came around. Though during The Dark Lord Voldemort’s Era, She was not in the country she returned to her mansion in Romania. She doesn't sparkle, her apologies, and she is not a ‘Vegetarian’ though they do taste okay, like a salad…or something plant-like.
[/blockquote] BIRTHPLACE :: Town/city and country
HISTORY :: Describe your character's history in as much detail as possible - a minimum of 500 words. [/blockquote] NAME/ALIAS :: What do you want to be called?
CHAT :: What is your username in the chatbox?
HOW YOU FOUND US :: Always useful to know so we know what advertising works.
OTHER CHARACTERS :: Do you play anyone else on the site?
[/blockquote] This application was created by Laura of Potterwatch, based on the original created for her site Hogwarts Internment Camp. Lyrics are from the wonderful A Very Potter Musical and graphics were created by Laura. Feel free to change the details such as word limits, but you must keep the credit intact at all times and you cannot claim an edited version of this as your own. Please also let me know if you use this template.
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Aug 4, 2010 0:58:17 GMT -5
FIRSTNAMExxM I D D L ExxLASTNAME! [/size] [img*]Photo here[/*img] All God's children they all gotta die My name is Characters firstname but I prefer nickname I'm closing in on my age year And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green Then you sure didn't see them around here. Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I was evil That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
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Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed. But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head.
The indulgence of our lives [old friends] has cast a shadow on our world[dependable] Our devotion to our appetites[inside joke] betrayed us all[childhood] an apocalyptic plight[turned enemies] more destruction will unfold[party friends] Mother Earth will show her darker side[friends with benefits] and take her toll[knowitall friend] it's just another way to die[natural friends] there can be no other reason why[work friends][/size] You know we should of seen it coming[Fake friends] Consequences we cannot deny[love-hate friends] will be revealed in time[one-uping friend]
There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers You assumed were accidents, best forgotten Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo? Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing.
Glaciers melt as we pollute the sky [dislike] A sign of devastation coming [cannot stand] We don't need another way to die[revenge] Can we repent in time? [old enemies] The time bomb is ticking [surprising] and no one is listening [new enemy] Our future is fading [betrayer] Is there any hope[enemies with benefits] we'll survive? [controller] Still, we ravage the world that we love[hardcore hatred] And the millions cry out to be saved [dishonorable] Our endless maniacal appetite [honorable enemy] Left us with another way to die [not so secret hatred]
Even twenty little children, they had to die And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing.
Greed and hunger led to our demise[Final] A path I can't believe we followed [Current] Black agenda's rooted in a lie[Past] Will we repent in time? [painful love] species fall before our very eyes [crush] A world that they cannot survive in [on and off] left them with another way to die [secret crush] Are we dead inside? [soulmate] The time bomb is ticking [always fighting] and no one is listening [jealous] Our future is fading [fuck buddies] Is there any hope we'll survive? [On night stand]
Rich man, poor man, all got to die Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial I was laughing when they took me away Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail It ain't such bad old place to have a home in.
Still, we ravage the world that we love [respect] And the millions cry out to be saved [emotional support] Our endless maniacal appetite [admire] Left us with another way to die [like family] It's just another way to die Still, we ravage the world we love [you trust me] And the millions cry out to be saved [house mate] Our endless maniacal appetite [dorm mate] Left us with another way to die [other(specify)] All God's children they all gotta die Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests I keep telling them they're out to get me They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course! There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!" So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy.
Oh my god credit time! Well, this oh so pretty plotpage was made by none other than (T I N A) 'MON AMOUR' From There Was a Hole Here. This was made for KENNA-BEAR. Keep this pretty little credit on, and if anyone else uses it and take the credit off, I will go the curse of Millhaven all over your ass. Speaking of which, the lyrics are from Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, and the other song used here is Disturbed, 'Another way to die'.[center][font=ah the monster is comming][size=5]FIRSTNAME[color=Black]xx[/color]M I D D L E[color=Black]xx[/color]LASTNAME[i]![/i][/font][/size] [img*]Photo here[/*img][size=0] All God's children they all gotta die My name is [color=BEFDBE]Characters firstname[/color] but I prefer [color=BEFDBE] nickname[/color] I'm closing in on my [color=BEFDBE]age[/color] year And if you think you have seen a pair of eyes more green Then you sure didn't see them around here. Since I was no bigger than a weavil they've been saying I was evil That if "bad" was a boot that I'd fit it That I'm a wicked young lady, but I've been trying hard lately O fuck it! I'm a monster! I admit it!
[Color=A5A2A5]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=B796A3]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=C98AA0]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=DB7E9E]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=ED729B]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=FF6699]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=E87F83]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=D1986D]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=BBB057]»»»»»»»[/Color][Color=A4C941]»»»»»»»[/Color][/size][/center] [center][font=Salamander][size=4] [color=B66669] Yeah, I drowned the Blakey kid, stabbed Mrs. Colgate, I admit Did the handyman with his circular saw in his garden shed. But I never crucified little Biko, that was two junior high school psychos Stinky Bohoon and his friend with the pumpkin-sized head.[/color][/size][/font] [/center]
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[center][font=Salamander][size=4] [color=B66669] There were all the others, all our sisters and brothers You assumed were accidents, best forgotten Recall the children who broke through the ice on Lake Tahoo? Everyone assumed the "Warning" signs had followed them to the bottom Well, they're underneath the house where I do quite a bit of stowing.[/color][/size][/font] [/center]
[color=white][size=0][right][color=FB9595]Glaciers mel[/color][color=F58A8A]t as we poll[/color][color=F08080]ute the sky[/color] [dislike] [color=EA7575]A sign of dev[/color][color=E56A6A]astation com[/color][color=DF5F5F]ing[/color] [cannot stand] [color=DF5F5F]We don't[/color][color=DA5555] need anothe[/color][color=D44A4A]r way to die[/color][revenge] [color=D44A4A]Can we re[/color][color=CA4646]pent in t[/color][color=C14343]ime? [/color] [old enemies] [color=C14343]The t[/color][color=B73F3F]ime bomb [/color][color=AD3C3C]is tickin[/color][color=A33838]g[/color] [surprising] [color=A33838] and no o[/color][color=9A3535]ne is lis[/color][color=903131]tening[/color] [new enemy] [color=903131]Our future i[/color][color=9D2B2B]s fading[/color] [betrayer] [color=9D2B2B]Is t[/color][color=A92525]here any hope[/color][enemies with benefits] [color=B61F1F]we'll sur[/color][color=C21818]vive?[/color] [controller] [color=C21818]Still, [/color][color=CF1212]we ravage th[/color][color=DB0C0C]e world that[/color][color=E80606] we love[/color][hardcore hatred] [color=E80606]And the mill[/color][color=E81C12]ions cry out[/color][color=E7321E] to be saved[/color] [dishonorable] [color=E7482A]Our endless [/color][color=E75F37]maniacal app[/color][color=E77543]etite[/color] [honorable enemy] [color=E77543] Left us[/color][color=E68B4F] with anothe[/color][color=E6A15B]r way to die[/color] [not so secret hatred][/right][/size][/color]
[center][font=Salamander][size=4] [color=B66669] Even twenty little children, they had to die And the fire of '91 that razed the Bella Vista slum There was the biggest shit-fight this country's ever seen Insurance companies ruined, land lords getting sued All cause of wee girl with a can of gasoline Those flames really roared when the wind started blowing.[/color][/size][/font] [/center]
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[center][font=Salamander][size=4] [color=B66669] Rich man, poor man, all got to die Well I confessed to all these crimes and they put me on trial I was laughing when they took me away Off to the asylum in an old black Mariah It ain't home, but you know, it's fucking better than jail It ain't such bad old place to have a home in.[/color][/size][/font] [/center]
[color=white][size=0][right][color=ABDEBA]Still, we rav[/color][color=9FDDB1]age the world[/color][color=93DBA8] that we love[/color] [respect] [color=87DA9F]And the milli[/color][color=7AD897]ons cry out t[/color][color=6ED78E]o be saved[/color] [emotional support] [color=6ED78E]Our[/color][color=62D585] endless mani[/color][color=56D47C]acal appetite[/color] [admire] [color=56D47C]Left us with[/color][color=57C879] another way[/color][color=59BB76] to die[/color] [like family] [color=59BB76] It's[/color][color=5AAF73] just anothe[/color][color=5BA271]r way to die[/color] [I trust you] [color=5C966E]Still, we ra[/color][color=5E896B]vage the wor[/color][color=5F7D68]ld we love[/color] [you trust me] [color=5F7D68]And the mill[/color][color=5A8F6A]ions cry out[/color][color=56A26D] to be saved[/color] [house mate] [color=51B46F]Our endless [/color][color=4CC771]maniacal app[/color][color=47D973]etite[/color] [dorm mate] [color=47D973]Left us[/color][color=43EC76] with anothe[/color][color=3EFE78]r way to die[/color] [other(specify)][/right][/size][/color]
[center][font=Salamander][size=4] [color=B66669]All God's children they all gotta die Now I got shrinks that will not rest with their endless Rorschach tests I keep telling them they're out to get me They ask me if I feel remorse and I answer, "Why of course! There is so much more I could have done if they'd let me!" So it's Rorschach and Prozac and everything is groovy.[/color][/size][/font] [/center]
[size=0]Oh my god credit time! Well, this oh so pretty plotpage was made by none other than [color=CF8BF6](T I N A) 'MON AMOUR'[/color] From There Was a Hole Here. This was made for [color=CF8BF6]KENNA-BEAR[/color]. Keep this pretty little credit on, and if anyone else uses it and take the credit off, I will go the curse of Millhaven all over your ass. Speaking of which, the lyrics are from Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds, and the other song used here is Disturbed, 'Another way to die'.[/size]
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Aug 4, 2010 13:38:57 GMT -5
Relationships here.
CHARACTERsays: What your character says. CHARACTERsays: What my character says.
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Relationships here.
[size=0] [right] [color=groupmembercolor]CHARACTER[/color][i]says[/i]: What your character says. [color=groupmembercolor]CHARACTER[/color][i]says[/i]: What my character says.[/right][/size]
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Aug 4, 2010 19:26:04 GMT -5
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Aug 5, 2010 21:03:19 GMT -5
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Post by BELLATRIX MADELINE LESTRANGE on Aug 10, 2010 21:22:43 GMT -5
It was one o'clock in the morning and she couldn't sleep. It was a common thing for her to be restless and unable to sleep, but it had gotten much worse as of lately. Her appetite, that was barely there to begin with seemed to diminish as well. The very awake girl lay sprawled on the couch, black hair fell into her face and her fingers light drummed on her stomach. Her eyes shut briefly listening to the sounds around her, why couldn't she sleep? She wanted to yell and scream, and complain, but she knew that would do little good. Sometimes she wondered why she just didn't give in and take a sleeping potion, the she remembered a very important reason not to, people were out to kill her, and the perfect way would be poisoning said sleeping potion. Perhaps Bella was just paranoid, but she had a good reason.
Hell, who wouldn't be paranoid with Octavius fucking Lestrange as their brother, who happened to hate their guts. Bella figured that if she was alone to long she'd end up dead, thanks to 'Tavius, hell even if she was in public, he would get her. She knew one day she'd cross the line and end up meeting her maker. Not that it would be to bad, at least if she was dead she didn't have to worry about dieing. She paused in thought, such a sick logic, but after all look who she was, sick logic was a normal thing. She yawned lightly, looking to the fireplace that bore no fire, the only lighting was from the sickly green glow, from the water like effect. Water had a calming property that Bellatrix loved so much. But with her mind wandering a million miles per hour there was no calming the panic she started to feel, she couldn't tell you when the panic attacks had started, but she could tell you why. The fighting her and her older brother got into caused her to fear that when ever the even saw each other a fight would break out, sure she could hold her own for a while, but sooner or later the abuse took it out of her and she could only try and defend herself. But other then Octavius her life was pretty great, she bore the last name Lestrange, she was a Death Eater, and she practically ruled Slytherin house, to an extent. After all every one knew who she was, and what she was capable of, sometimes she loved it sometimes it made things really hard. Sometimes she hated putting on that 'I am Lestrange, bow down to me.' facade, but then again, she didn't get where she was by being a sweetie. Sometimes violence and damage was needed to keep order. Her brother had proved that through testing it numerous times, she had learned it by being the defiant one, and unleashing Octavius's wrath on her.
She flipped onto her stomach burying her face in the couch's arm for what seemed like forever before shivering, and moving again facing the ceiling. A light sigh escaped her lips, she knew from not sleeping that this day would be horrible. She would be ungodly sleepy, and all around in a horrible mood. She yawned again, and stood up to brush off her night wear, a black tank top and black shorts, that showed off her legs nicely. She ran a hand through her hair and walked over to the full length mirror in the corner. "Lumos." she whispered to illuminate the area, make up from the day prior lay on her eyes, not that it was totally messed up or gross looking, it was just a little faded and smeared. "Nox" she spoke and the light went out as she walked back towards the couch careful not to hit her leg on it, she had done that one to many times. She was positive shins were natural 'in the dark' furniture finders. She flopped back on the couch and sighed. She wondered if anyone else was up this early, but she doubted it highly. She curled once again closing her eyes.
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Post by G E N E R A L ||*TINA*|| on Jan 27, 2011 16:51:59 GMT -5
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Post by VALENTINE VALENTINO on Jan 30, 2011 1:24:43 GMT -5
Valentine Jocasta Valentino NAME :: Valentine Jocasta Valentino
NICKNAMES :: Val
AGE :: Seventeen
BIRTHDAY :: March 20th. Just like her twin brother Dante.
BLOOD :: Halfblood
NATIONALITY :: Italian-Father's side British-Mother's side ORIENTATION :: Bisexual
ALLEGIANCE :: To Herself at the moment
HOUSE :: Slytherin unfortunately, She can't stand the majority of it's inhabitants. [/blockquote] HAIR :: Her hair was once black, but that has changed, and now it remains a grayish-white color, the product of a failed color changing potion. Not that she complains, it suits her well. It's now long, er...well longer then it had been. It reaches her shoulders now at least. Then again why it was ever cut short? you'd have to ask her brother that.
EYES :: Her eyes are naturally a greenish color.
HEIGHT :: five-six
WEIGHT :: 120
ETHNICITY :: Caucasian
CLOTHING STYLE :: Well Valentine has an unusual style while most of her clothing type is based in the darker side of fashion, she chooses brighter accessories to clash with the gloom and doom of her wardrobe. FATHER :: Alphonse Kane Valentino; 35 ; Al Works as a Ringleader at the Cirque de Valentino he was given a gift, his mother was a Muse, the Muse of Despair, much like a Deadly Sin, She worked off of those who felt Despair. How did a Muse ever fall in love with a Human? Well it's simple, Al's Father happened to be a Mortician and knew that Life was bitter, this fed her, and eventually when Al's Father wouldn't give in to the dark thoughts she tried to feed him, she gave in and married the man who beat her. You see muses like her had one goal in life, to make life more difficult for the person the picked, when she couldn't do this she forfeited her muse life and lived as a wife to Al's Father. Being as his Mother was a Muse Al had the same gift, only his played on the line between dark and light, he was a muse of mourning, while he didn't quite go and make people mourn, when people mourned around him he fed of of it. So With that He became a Ringleader of a Circus with a dark storyline, the performances were meant to strike gloom into peoples hearts and make them feel a sort of Depression that could be similar to mourning.
MOTHER :: Lenore Marie Valentino{Nee Stine}; 30 ; Lenore works at the Circus that her husband works. Unlike her Muse of a Husband Lenore is a Halfblooded witch, her mother was a Muggle and Her father was a Pureblood. She is a tight rope walker at her husband's circus, she had always had a fondness for the circus, and always loved the tight rope walkers, so it only made sense that would be her life's achievement. And one could say she is amazing at what she does, preforming tricks on said tight rope. She met her Husband when he was traveling in England the first time, she felt something she couldn't explain for him and well, the rest is history, now they have two wonderful children that get to taste life as both Muses and Magic folk.
SIBLINGS :: Dante Kratos Valentino; Seventeen
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS :: ---
PETS :: ---
[/blockquote] WAND :: 11 inches, unicorn mane, oak. LANGUAGES :: Italian is Val's first Language, when she was seven that's when she learned English seeing as how they were traveling around England for a few years of her life. When Val and her brother showed signs of magic her mother insisted that the make a final location and only traveled during the summer time.
MAGICAL HIGHS & LOWS :: Val excels in charms, as well as transfiguration, she couldn't make a potion if her life depended on it. The only reason she even passed her Potion classes was because Her brother did the potions for her and she cheated on the tests.
SPECIAL ABILITIES :: Well, I'm not sure if being a Muse is a special ability, but She counts it as one, She is a Muse of Fear, feeding off people's fears and in general creating unsettling feelings when she can, what can see say making people scared is a kick of hers, and she has the talent for it.
PATRONUS :: Val always wondered what it would be like to be able to cast a full patronus, hell even mist would be nice. But such is life for the young Muse. She always chalked her not being able to cast a Patronus on the fact that she does have Muse blood running through her veins, so that Dark Magic cancels out what light magic the patronus is. If she could preform one she would have many memories to chose from, her favorite was when she got accepted to Hogwarts, sure it's cliche, and a bit overrated, but truly it is her favorite memory, finding out she was more then just some creature that was made to inspire fear, learning she had a human side that could do magic. It really made her happy.
OTHER TALENTS :: Living in a circus family has it's benefits. She learned the delicate art of Peacock feather balancing and when she preforms she uses white Peacock feathers. Through years of practice she can balance almost anything on any part of her body. She is also pretty good at writing horror stories, or anything to do with fear, seeing as that is in her nature. Her performance though is up in the air similar to her mother she lives for being up above the audience she is a high-wire performer, using the fears of many of the audience members, she fakes falling, and catching herself on a passing trapeze. It has taken years of training and sometimes she goofs up and one of the Trapeze artists have to fly in and save her. Though her favorite act is one where she is on the high-wire and balances a burning feather on her hand as she walks across to the other side, and for the second part the rope is set on fire from both sides, forcing the heroine to make a quick decisions, face the fire of hell, or atone for her sins or so the story line goes, she jumps last minute as smoke engulfs her she dives down and 'disappears' really during all the smoke and falling she catches on to another trapeze and scales a rope leading to the back of the tent where the performers stay.
[/blockquote] LIKES :: + Violins, the sweet songs of Violins, the way they cry when you run the bow across their strings, something about how sad the violin is causes Val to love them so, she would sit for hours listening to Bobinsky the clown sing about his home Russia, while playing the Violin, she supposed that's where she actually got her love for the violin. Listening to his Russian songs and crying for his lost home. + Fear, This goes without saying, her purpose in life is to inspire fear. So why wouldn't she like fear? + Apples, They are sweet and have a crunch to them. There is something about green apples that Val loves. + Family, Val loves her family, and her Circus family. She would do anything for any of the members of her family, be it her biological family or her preforming family. + Friends, Val has a hard time making friends, and a harder time keeping them, so the few she does have she treasures almost as much as her family. + Candy, like most people Val loves sugar and sweets. + Carrots, while this combats the previous like, Val loves carrots almost as much as she loves candy. + Freak Shows, Growing up in a circus that housed a freak show, Val would often find herself in their tent, talking to them and braiding the bearded ladies beard. Or listening to stories from the blue man. She loved the Freak Show, so when she sees Freak Shows that are not from her own Circus she gets overly excited. DISLIKES :: + Most Slytherins, they are stuck up, and don't like the fact that she is a Halfblood, but what the fuck does she care, most of them are all talk. + People who pretend to be scared of nothing. Because nobody is fearless. Everyone has some sort of fear, and Val lives of those. without fear Val isn't much of a muse. + Shots, Being sick isn't much better then getting the shots that prevent them, but when the shot's make her get sick she isn't a happy Valentine. + Valentine's day. Despite her name she hates the Holiday with a passion, all it's good for is men trying to impress their lover and spend way to much on candy or stuffed animals or flowers. It's a commercial holiday and she hates it so much. Also people saying "Hey Wanna be my Valentine, Valentine?" is so annoying. + People who don't like the fact that she kisses both genders. She finds this stupid and doesn't understand why people get all up in her personal life. If she wants to kiss a girl that's her business, love is blind to Gender, and Race. + The Malfoy and Lestrange Family. They have been nothing but major douche bags since she started. She talked to Madeline once and once Madeline found out that she was a Halfblood oh that was the end of that. Valentine would love to give the lot one good scare... + Other Muses, mostly the Muse of Bravery, seeing as they have the ability to negate her effects on people. + Being a muse, Sometimes she hates having the same blood as her Grandmother and Father. She sometimes just wants to be a normal witch, with no higher purpose then go to school make a career for herself and living life...but no...she has to be the bad guy. She has to drive fear into the hearts of the people around her. Not that it's to horrible.
PARAGRAPH FORMAT :: Valentine isn't like other people, she knows that. She can't be like other people, because if she were then the things she does would be considered psychopathic tendencies. Hell they can still be considered such, but at least being what she is gives her an excuse. Val has a Neuroticism personality, Neuroticism is the tendency to experience negative emotions, such as anger, anxiety, or depression more often then not. It is sometimes called emotional instability. Those who score high in neuroticism, like herself, are emotionally reactive and vulnerable to stress. They are more likely to interpret ordinary situations as threatening, and minor frustrations as hopelessly difficult. Their negative emotional reactions tend to persist for unusually long periods of time, which means they are often in a bad mood, which she is. On the other hand once someone get's to know her they find out that as a person Valentine is sort of arrogant, she is a slight narcissist, but she is a good person past that. She cares for her friends and family. she is brave and will run through the park naked singing a french ditty, just to prove she will. she loves a good prank. If you need a shoulder to cry on, or someone to laugh with, Valentine will be try and there for you, unless you are a butt-trumpet. Then there is a good chance that you will find an electric eel in your bed or bath. She is some one who loves to put on a show. Because she grew up as a freak, she is rather anti social, when it comes to being off stage.
[/blockquote] BIRTHPLACE :: A passing town in Italy, Aosta Valley.
HISTORY :: Ah, to be a Valentino. Let's talk a little bit about Val's life in said Circus. Val was born Valentine Jocasta Valentino, to Alphonse Kane Valentino and Lenore Marie Valentino, in a little town that the circus was passing through, like most things that was Valentino there was a celebration in which there was a seance, a dance, and a little voodoo. She and Her brother were twins, they spent much of their time together and when they weren't together they were on opposite sides of the circus. As a child she would run around and usually find herself in the in her mother's tent, and would get up on the little tight rope her mother used to practice on. They traveled the world until the Twins started to show signs of magic, Lenore hadn't told her husband she was a witch you see, just like Alphonse hadn't mentioned He was something of a Muse. That conversation went rather well, and they agreed when the twins were eleven they would settle down in whatever town they were in, and boy the little town of Haverhill was in for a shock. The circus pulled into the town and well never really left. Of course they set up living establishments outside of the lovely little town, and as soon as The Twin's 11th birthday came around and by September they were whisked away for their first year at Hogwarts. Due to the Darker side of the Twins they were sorted into Slytherin, Valentine never really enjoyed that.
Val's first year was okay, she learned not to talk to the other slytherins about anything muggle, or anything in her normal life. She learned that it was best to just stay to yourself and get through your studies. She was happy that her brother was getting along better then her. They were closer then ever in their first year, they were inseparable, every second they were awake they were together, doing homework or just talking, it was nice to have him there. She learned that you got in trouble for trying to walk across the wires out near the grounds keeper's hut. And she got in even more trouble trying to walk across one of the lines between the green houses.
In Valentine's second year she was a little more out going and a little more vocal. She even got one or two friends of her own, this marked the start of Valentine's and Dante's long and painful dividing. Dante started to act more like his friends and less like her brother. It pained her but she stayed quite about it, she felt as if they were destined to break apart, and how right was she, that comes later though. This was also the year that Valentine got into a fist fight with one of the Lestrange's she gave them a run for their money and they got landed in detention together for most of the year. Val found it amusing that it took two teachers and three prefects to break up the fight. But honestly if you call someone a filthy little freak expect to get clocked in the face.
The third year Val spent all her time in Hogsmeade, hiding in the back of the pubs drinking butterbeer and listening to people chat. the things one found out about people. This was also the year where her Muse abilities broke through the shell. Val turned into a different person during this time. The influences her abilities had on her almost turned her into something darker then the people she hated. But luckily she stopped herself from becoming the monster she saw and learned how to use abilities to better herself then just bulling people and making them scared of her for no reason.
Fourth year was the turning point in the young muses life. She met her Grandmother who told her that she and her brother, while gifted were cursed. That they would have to choose a path and make a huge choice. Her Grandmother warned her alone that she needed to follow what her human heart told her to do, not what her Muse instincts told her. She kept this in mind and started listening to her heart instead of her muse's wants. She even had a boyfriend for a short time, until something horrible happened to him and he ended up in critical care in saint mungo's. Val didn't know what happened but she bet her brother had something to do with it.
In the twin's fifth year they both seemed to choose which way they were going to go the twins finally broke apart and became their own entities, realizing that they can no longer like each other. They began to hate each other. Dante let his Muse take over while Valentine didn't. Even when her insides told her that they would be the worlds most feared duo, Valentine couldn't bring herself to kill people through her abilities, she just couldn't make someone die of fear, it wasn't right. So the twins didn't talk to each other and that summer Dante made it clear that if Valentine wasn't going to use her abilities to help him he would use his abilities to hurt her. During her circus act he never threw the Trapeze and she fell hitting the ground with such force everyone thought she was dead. Three days later she woke up in critical condition in a muggle hospital. She was later transferred to Saint Mungo's due to her parents, where she made a quick recovery. She didn't touch the high wire at all for the rest of the summer, her and Dante haven't talked since.
Sixth year was a blur of booze, sex and her muse taking over until she finally got control over her abilities. She was sure that during that time everyone would have found out what she was. But thank god no one did. she was sure being a Muse was right up there with being a creature of the night. Seeing as she had slight influence over things such as fear, she was sure that she would be treated like a monster. She hasn't used her influance since that outbreak however.
now she is in total control of her Muse and can use it whenever she feels necessary. [/blockquote] NAME/ALIAS :: la chupamacabera...nah just kidding...Tina.
CHAT :: Tina
HOW YOU FOUND US :: This lovely little birdy told me..oh wait I made the site...-sigh-
OTHER CHARACTERS :: Do you play anyone else on the site?
[/blockquote] This application was created by Laura of Potterwatch, based on the original created for her site Hogwarts Internment Camp. Lyrics are from the wonderful A Very Potter Musical and graphics were created by Laura. Feel free to change the details such as word limits, but you must keep the credit intact at all times and you cannot claim an edited version of this as your own. Please also let me know if you use this template.
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Post by VALENTINE VALENTINO on Feb 1, 2011 20:43:56 GMT -5
Profile||Seventeen||Bisexual|| Slytherin I want a river full of love, but then I know the holes will still remain. If Cupid's got a gun, then he's shootin'. [Val's flirting with you] Lights black, Heads bang, You're my drug. [Flirting with Val] We live it, you're drunk, you need it real love, I'll give it. [Dating] So we're bound to linger on. [ex's (Verify)] We drink the fatal drop then love until we bleed. [Secret crush] Then fall apart in parts. [Val has crush on you] You wasted your times.[You have a crush on Val] On my heart, You've burned. [E-W-B] And if bridges gotta fall, then you'll fall, too. [F-W-B] Doors slam, Lights black, You're gone. [Past Fling] Come back, Stay gone, Stay clean. [Future Fling] I need you to need me. [soul mate]
They found him dead the very next day, no more stories from him, I heard them say. We blame bad luck, for his fate.
Come inside and be afraid. [On death list] Of this impressive mess I've made. [Sever hatered] If you take a look now you will find. [Moderate Hatred] I have thrown away my vice. [Irritation] Done away with paradise [Betrayal] See what's going on inside my mind. [Bad Blood] Please let me out. [Family Rivalry] Branded like an animal. [Enemy of a friend] I can still feel them burning my mind. [Childhood Enemy] I do believe that you made your message clear. [Past Enemy] I think I am losing my mind. [Future Enemy] Deprivation, isolating all that I feel. [Lack Of Trust]
Cold faded photos, they lay by your side, Something in my room, never mind the reason, Visions are lying and reasons just live to survive, This time
Five glasses changed my mind. [Drinking friends] Seems like the ticking hands are taking their time. [Party Friends] I guess I've been at home for longer than it takes to unwind, [Dorm mates] So slap me if I step out of line. [inner circle] Now in smaller spaces, careless lust intoxicated. [outer circle] Away from prying eyes and rabid smiles and everythings shattering. [fake friends] My invitation was involuntary dilation and now I cant recall your name. [Never met] I think we've met before. [Acquaintance] It was last christmas on our parent's accord [family acquaintance] You where the young man in the costume that was hard to ignore. [best guy friend] And I was feeling hopelessly bored... [best girl friend.] Now you're conversations scholarships and occupations. [class mates] You look so different than before when... Nevermind... Anyway... [childhood friend.] This reckless violation, tarnishing my reputation. [Bad influence (Verify)] Has left me nothing kind to say. [other (Verify)] This Plot Page was made by Tina, of There Was a Hole Here. If you use this please keep the credit on. I know it's not much but it took me forever to do the color codes....and I will be a sad dinosaur general if you use this and take off this credit. But anyway the Colors were done by SunnyNeo, cause I'm a Boss like that. And the lyrics belong to, Kleerup ft. Lykke Li the song is Until we bleed, then Perfect Insanity by Disturbed. Then Nevermind by The Birthday massacre. Finally you have an array of Silent Hill songs....you have I want Love, Hometown, and Acceptance.
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Post by VALENTINE VALENTINO on Feb 13, 2011 22:05:11 GMT -5
There is no escape, Because my faith is [horror] and [doom]. Hold down your head now,
Just let me pass by. Don't feed my fear, If you don't want it out. [/size] Word count: 627 Tag: OPEN Lyrics: It's the Fear- Within Temptation credit: General TINA made this and she would like you to keep this credit on if you decide to use it.
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