Post by blah38 on Jun 17, 2009 17:44:27 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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Argus Lucius Scott[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: Luca
AGE: 25
YEAR: Graduated
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
D.O.B.: October 26th, 1997
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: Former Slytherin
ALLEGIANCE: Death Eater
PROFESSION: Unemployed/ Hired Hitman
WAND TYPE: 11", phoenix feather, willow wood
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: Dark Brown
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 195
BODY TYPE: Muscular build, but still slim and slender
VOICE: A little deep and soft at points, but has authority
PERSONAL STYLE: Dark clothing, something that makes him fit in
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Argus is a tall muscle fitted man, he has a nice body that goes with his height. Most women think of him as the very attractive type, with his short cut black hair and his toned muscles he keeps in shape everyday. He keeps his body in shape keeping nice toned muscles all around his body and a toned eight pack for all the ladies to see. His style usually consisted of him slicking his hair back with jel and combing it to give him a old hair-do. He wore a black sleevless shirt with a a leather jacket over top of it, he would always take the leather jacket off whenever he stopped somewhere. He showed off his muscles to the ladies trying to act like he wasn;t doing it on purpose. He wore usually black tight jeans that were a little baggy near the crotch area. He sometimes would wear dark baggy jeans it he ever felt like relaxing all day. He had a natural tan, and was usually tan all year round, he tried to keep that way and the tan brought out his dark brown eyes that the girls loved.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: He dislikes the feeling of being weak, he is the strongest in the room both in physical and magical natures. If he isn't he will challenge the so called stronger one to a duel loser dies, and so far Argus is still standing.
GOALS: To serve his dark lord, and hopefully one day become powerful enough to take his spot as the new dark lord for all of his minions to do his bidding.
BOGGART: Seeing hope in the eyes that he is killing
PATRONUS: Defeating one of his greatest rivals in the biggest duel he had ever been in.
DEMENTOR: Losing his first duel in hogwarts as a young slytherin as he was cast off the stage by a young hufflepuff, several years later Argus asked for a rematch and killed the one who beat him.
AMORENTIA: Death, use of any of the forbidden curses, smell of darkness
BASIC PERSONALITY: evil, demented, crazy, competitive, sarcastic, rude, cruel, and unforgiving
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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MOTHER: Mother still alive but held captive in the horrible prison Azkaban, pure blood
BROTHER(S): none
SISTER(S): none
OTHER: All his family come from a line a slytherin
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
HOMETOWN: London, England
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Moscow, Russia
BIOGRAPHY: Argus was born as James Arnold Scott, his parents wanted different for him then what they were. His parents were death eaters but they weren't proud, they loved what they were doing but they weren't proud of it by any means. They tried to make it seem like their son would never be involved in such a mess as his mom and dad were. When he was just a kid James showed little interest in magic or anything for that matter he was the shy kid, when he started school all he did was get picked on by everyone older then him. Eventually one day he told his parents about them and a horrible thing happned, by allowing his parents to know their last names several kids came in crying the next day because their moms or dads had been killed in "car crashes," or at leasts thats what it looked like.
James started growing up whenever something bad would happen to him death would follow. This allowed James to be more confident in himself and allowed him to strike fear into the eyes of his enemies at such a young age. Until about the age of six, he didn't know he was a wizard until he started showing abnormal signs. When he would get mad at his teachers things would disappear or things would happen that were out of the ordinary. James figured it was just like this for everyone but it wasn't he was the only one controlling the school with fear. Soon with just a wave of his hand things would happen, clouds would appear and he could cause storms, walls would disappear for seconds at a time. James started feeling confident as he became the school bully doing anything he wanted.
Finally at the age of ten his parents told him what he was and he wasn't special. He was a wizard and he could finally start going to Hogwarts to get ready and go on with his life. He started out and with his demented mind was sent straight to Slytherin, this is were his darkness grew darker. He walked down the hallways thinking he could do whatever he wanted here, but he couldn't he was sent to detention and his spells reversed on him many times. He took this and eventually started working on making his powers stronger and better with great practice. Finally, in his sixth year defense against the dark arts class he learned the spells that would make him a great wizard. The three forbidden curses, Crucio, Imperio, and Avada Kadarva. These spells by now he has used hundreds of times and mastered them, becoming a well respected death eater in the wizarding world.
After he graduated from hogwarts he finally made it out into the real world, he moved to Russia when he found that the Aurors were searching all over London for him. He still hunts down certain people and kills them and sometimes their families if he is feeling a little blood thirsty. When he moved to moscow he wanted a darker name one that would stand out in the wizarding world so he changed his name to Argus Lucius Snape. He figured it would be a darker and easier to know name for his fellow death eaters, he had never met his dark lord yet and he wished to find him. He wanted to be the new dark lord and everything around him would perrish under his wand, the muggle world and the wizarding world would be mixed into one as none can escape his mighty power.
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I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
[/font]I HOPE IT'S GONNA MAKE ,
you notice someone like me,
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RP EXPERIENCE: Half a year
HOW YOU FOUND US: Already on this site
OTHER CHARACTERS: Sasha Diana Grawl
RP SAMPLE:
Sasha was sitting waiting in her last class, her leg shaking on the floor. One minute left of class on her favorite day of every week, the day she gets to practice quidditch. Sasha was usually the only one to ever show up when it was out of season but she still loved doing it with a passion. With or without her fellow teammates she would just take the snitch from the quidditch room and bring it off to the wonderful qudditch pitch! Sasha loved just going out alone the wind whipping around her hair as she chased after the small little golden ball with wings. Today was a challenging day, it was a storm outside and the lightning was striking every few seconds. Only a true qudditch player or flying expert would be out on these days and to Sasha it was her favorites.
Ring, ring, ring. Sasha almost jumped out of her chair, she ran past all of the other kids, as she made her way to the quidditch room. All of her friends usually stayed away this day because they knew Sasha's one and only focus was on getting to the field. Some people say she is to obsessed with the game, Sasha says shes not obsessed enough. She ran in her heels and her short black mini skirt swirling up as she went around corners. Anybody looking could see under it and Sasha never changed from her clothes, she had flimsy clothes on today which weren't the best to wear on a stormy say while flying. Sasha just thought about changing for a second but as soon as she thought of it the thought of getting to the field was more important. So what if people see a bit? I love my body! Sasha smirked sounds a bit conceited to herself.
Finally one last turn and she made it to the quidditch room, she had her broom in there which was the best she could afford, and the newest model. She opened the chest and picked up the snitch, she was at full sprint to the door as she kicked off her heels and set them just inside the room. She opened the door placing the broom in between her legs and as soon as she could get it under her she was at full speed to the field. The storm was much worse then she had thought, and Sasha loved it! Sasha was almost hit by a bolt but quickly dodged it, she had been hit before and it was not fun. She ran through the various towers of the Hogwarts castle, she barrel rolled and flipped her way to the field. She did as many tricks as she could loving the way she felt when she was flying, she stood on her broom as she was arriving to the field.
"Sasha is back!!!!" Sasha yelled with a huge smile on her face as she did a back flip landing back onto her broom. She still had the golden snitch gripped tight in her hand as she pulled up next to the nearest tower. Not many people were out, and the people that were seemed scared and afraid of the storm. She was always here with a few other teams, and no matter who it was she would find someone to race with to catch the snitch. She stood still watching all the amateur fliers going around, Sasha had one passion in her life, flying, nothing else mattered to her when she was on her broom. She looked around at the clouds they were so dark, Sasha thought maybe if she was lucky she could see what it was like with a tornado coming down.
Ring, ring, ring. Sasha almost jumped out of her chair, she ran past all of the other kids, as she made her way to the quidditch room. All of her friends usually stayed away this day because they knew Sasha's one and only focus was on getting to the field. Some people say she is to obsessed with the game, Sasha says shes not obsessed enough. She ran in her heels and her short black mini skirt swirling up as she went around corners. Anybody looking could see under it and Sasha never changed from her clothes, she had flimsy clothes on today which weren't the best to wear on a stormy say while flying. Sasha just thought about changing for a second but as soon as she thought of it the thought of getting to the field was more important. So what if people see a bit? I love my body! Sasha smirked sounds a bit conceited to herself.
Finally one last turn and she made it to the quidditch room, she had her broom in there which was the best she could afford, and the newest model. She opened the chest and picked up the snitch, she was at full sprint to the door as she kicked off her heels and set them just inside the room. She opened the door placing the broom in between her legs and as soon as she could get it under her she was at full speed to the field. The storm was much worse then she had thought, and Sasha loved it! Sasha was almost hit by a bolt but quickly dodged it, she had been hit before and it was not fun. She ran through the various towers of the Hogwarts castle, she barrel rolled and flipped her way to the field. She did as many tricks as she could loving the way she felt when she was flying, she stood on her broom as she was arriving to the field.
"Sasha is back!!!!" Sasha yelled with a huge smile on her face as she did a back flip landing back onto her broom. She still had the golden snitch gripped tight in her hand as she pulled up next to the nearest tower. Not many people were out, and the people that were seemed scared and afraid of the storm. She was always here with a few other teams, and no matter who it was she would find someone to race with to catch the snitch. She stood still watching all the amateur fliers going around, Sasha had one passion in her life, flying, nothing else mattered to her when she was on her broom. She looked around at the clouds they were so dark, Sasha thought maybe if she was lucky she could see what it was like with a tornado coming down.
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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