Post by HEADMASTER PHEONIX JUDAI ROWAN on Jun 22, 2009 0:38:42 GMT 1
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I BEEN ROAMIN' AROUND ,
always lookin' down at all i see
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PHOENIX JUDAI ROWAN[/center]
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PAINTED FACES FILL ,
[/font]PAINTED FACES FILL ,
the spaces i can't reach
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NICKNAMES: phi
AGE: 33
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
D.O.B.: 21st May
HOUSE/FORMER HOUSE: ravenclaw
ALLEGIANCE: himself
PROFESSION: Headmaster of Hogwarts
WAND TYPE: 14' maple, phoenix feather core
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YOU KNOW THAT I ,
[/font]YOU KNOW THAT I ,
could use somebody
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EYE COLOUR: blue
HEIGHT: 6'3"
WEIGHT: 109lbs
BODY TYPE: skinny
VOICE: rough, deep
PERSONAL STYLE: old fashioned muggle suits
GENERAL DESCRIPTION: the one thing that sets phoenix out of a crowd is the color of his hair. with it's natural red shade to it, he has actually been mistaken for a weasley before, though anybody that has made such a comment before has never lived to tell the tale. people have also commented on how his hair is one of the reasons he has such a short temper. other than that, his baby blue eyes are a complete contradiction to his entire personality. they give off the impression that he is friendly, and approachable, when in reality he is a self-praising egotist who very rarely thinks anybody is worth his time. his body is covered in tattoos, some of them appraisal to his family heritage, others to remind himself of the hardships he suffered, and the reasons he does what he does.
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AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
[/font]AND ALL YOU KNOW ,
and how you speak
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CHARACTER DISLIKES: purebloods, disrespect, invasion of his privacy, ignorance
GOALS: to wipe of the earth of the pureblooded values of grandeur
BOGGART: the dementors of azkaban
PATRONUS: his release from azkaban
DEMENTOR: his tiny cell in azkaban
AMORENTIA: the ocean, fire, freshly sewn earth, the morning air
BASIC PERSONALITY: egotistical, vengeful, hateful, self-righteous
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COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
[/font]COUNTLESS LOVERS ,
under cover of the streets
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OTHER: ROWAN, malcom; uncle, deceased.
BLOOD STATUS: Muggleborn
HOMETOWN: Aberdare, Wales
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY: From an early age, Phoenix had never known his birth parents were. They'd had the decency to give birth to him, but at the ripe age of a year, after they had decided a child put too much strain on their relationship, the baby was passed onto other family members. It was for this reason that Phoenix grew up to know his uncle as his father. Being a widower, it wasn't the best upbringing. His uncle, Malcom, was a decent enough man, but unfortunately with the absence of his wife and his lack of fatherly instincts, the boy was raised into a man far too early.
By the time Phoenix was 10, he was more of a man than most late teenagers. He could have deep and meaningful discussions with any adult, he could fend for himself if his uncle ever went away on business, and he would probably even be able to responsibly handle a job if it wasn't for the fact that it was illegal. But there was one thing that set him apart from his friends more than anything. Magic. Both Phoenix and Malcolm had discovered from an early age that he had magical abilities, and even though he had no idea how to control them fully, it didn't take him long to figure out what triggered the random bursts of power that emanated from his body. If he was extremely happy, he could make himself float a good 5 feet from the ground, or if he was extremely angry he could pass a current of electricity from his bare skin into others, causing unbelievable amounts of pain.
Unbeknownst to him however, there was a war going on between the forces of good and evil, and evil was currently winning. They had the Ministry of Magic under their control and were trying anybody of muggle birth, claiming their rights to use magic were stolen, and that they were not worthy of their birth right. Considering his age, and the fact he had no idea there were even any others in the world like him, Phoenix had no idea what was going on the night he was kidnapped and his uncle was murdered by the group. All he could think about was how he was certain he was to suffer the same fate very soon. Before long, the child stood before a group of wizards known as the wizengamot, being charged with the theft of his magical abilities. The wizards and witches who had been possessed by others immediately charged him as guilty, and even the few who still had their free will were too scared to object. And so, in the blink of eye, Phoenix became the wizarding community’s youngest prisoner in Azkaban.
Azkaban, the wizarding prison in the middle of nowhere, wasn’t a pleasant place for even the strong-willed mind of a fully-grown Death Eater. Phoenix was a scared 10 year old, who, up until 3 days prior, had absolutely no idea of the other world hidden in plain view. For years, he sat in a pool of his own sweat, shivering from the cold and fear that the dementors would be back at any moment to suck away what minimal amount of happiness was left in his soul.
For years this went on, until finally the ministry of magic, with the reign of the wizarding community back in their own hands, launched an investigation into the residents of Azkaban, finding those who were wrongfully put away, and giving them back their freedom, or whatever freedom was left after their minds had been tainted for so long. Amongst the people that were released was Phoenix, an even more hardened human, now out for blood. The moment he set foot back on land, he vowed to take down the pureblooded community, and any who supported them in their quest to vanquish “dirty blood”.
Immediately, Phoenix attended Hogwarts, a school that he rapidly outgrew. Everything they taught he learned instantly, even the extra curricular stuff that some of his professors gave him to study, thinking him bright enough to learn. Any extra time he had was spent in the forbidden forest, perfecting his magical abilities, gaining power and even physical and mental strength. He was very rapidly becoming a prodigy within the walls of Hogwarts, overtaking the records set by any before him, including one Albus Dumbledore. People respected him, while others were terrified of him. His teachers saw both sides of the potential he had, and as a result, they became anxious to see where he would end up. Some thought of him at the fork in the road, down one path would lead to a great wizard, someone who would revolutionise the wizarding community once again, whereas the other path would create a dark, twisted version of the brilliant young man. However, what nobody would predict is the fact that would walk both paths, simultaneously.
Before he knew it, Phoenix knew it, he was graduating from school, his abilities far surpassing everyone in his year, and even some of the very teachers that taught him. In fact, before he’d even left, the headmaster approached him, offering him a job as a teacher in his best subject, Defense Against The Dark Arts. Without hesitation, he accepted the position. That summer was one of the best of his life. He had a secure job lined up, and a place to live in the very school he felt comfortable in. It was the life he never knew he wanted, and he couldn’t have been happier. Years passed in his position as teacher, as did his knowledge and ability, until he finally felt that there was no further he could climb. Then came the retirement of the current Headmaster. It didn’t take long for the rumors to start flying around, the rumors of Phoenix being the top of the list for the new headmaster. Even he was confident the position was his. Sure enough, a few days after the official resignation of Professor McGonagall, he was announced as the new headmaster. With his newfound position, came a realization of authority in not only the school, but also the entire wizarding community. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that now was the opportune moment for his plan to take place. Now was the time to gather up an army, and take the wizarding community in a chokehold, cleansing it of the scumbags that plagued every town and city, in every country. The pureblooded community would pay for what they did to muggleborns so long ago…
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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: 6ish years
HOW YOU FOUND US: sammy (:
OTHER CHARACTERS: malleus malefica
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OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
[/font]OFF IN THE NIGHT ,
while you live it up
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