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Post by Eliphas Lestrange on Feb 26, 2011 6:55:08 GMT 1
Who will believe my verse in time to come Name: Nickname: Age: Birthday: Gender: Occupation: House: Year: Wand: Other possessions: To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still Hair: Eyes: Height/Weight: Clothing Style: Anything Else: Play By: Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind, Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove
Patronus: Boggart: Erised: Amortentia: Veritaserum: Likes: Dislikes: Strengths: Weaknesses: My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; Blood status: Marital status: Family members Parents: Siblings: Children: Love interest: Pets: Others: Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another;
Your name: Rp sample: If Isaac's father had some intelligent design to all these strange orders he gave Isaac and his four siblings, Isaac couldn't tell what it was. For as long as he could remember, Alucard would stress the need for the dissolvement of the Death Eaters group before his own more subtle hostile takeover could begin.
That was all inane blabber, however. Isaac had never had much faith in the sanity of his father. Though he didn't have much else to do either. Isaac didn't even have a clue of what he'd want to do besides. So, it was spy on the Dark Lord or not. Isaac wasn't able to do much spying yet though. He was assigned as a watch dog to various locations, rarely given any information other than what they thought he needed.
And, yes. It was one of these jobs that had brought him here on this stormy night, to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade. Word was that Harry Potter had used the pub to stage secret meetings before. Other than the fact that he was ordered to, Isaac had very little desire to even see Harry Potter. Not that he had a dislike for Potter. He simply didn't care.
Isaac could have been searching more feverishly. He hadn't inspected anyone closely for awhile now. How likely was it that Potter or his friends would show up anyway? Isaac gave in and slowly scanned the immediate area. None of the bundles of cloth aroused his suspicion too much. Even if they had, Isaac wasn't likely to do much about it. If my slight muse do please these curious days, The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise The form was made by Malena. The lines are taken from Shakespeare's sonnets. Feel free to edit the application if you want to, but please don't remove the credits
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Post by Rowena Ravenclaw on Feb 26, 2011 9:29:46 GMT 1
Welcome to Hogwarts The Begininning, a Pre-Potter roleplaying board situated in the 10th Centuary; the era of the 4 Hogwarts' founders.
COMMENTS: Another dark wizard... interesting, interesting... and I'm ok with him being a Durmstrang graduate, so you can keep that part =)
Once your character gets approved by a staff member do not forget to apply for a face claim and (if any) to fill in the magical skills & abilities, magical creatures, prefect claims, Hogwarts professor & supporting staff position, and job list.
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Post by Eliphas Lestrange on Mar 16, 2011 20:36:05 GMT 1
Who will believe my verse in time to come Name: Nickname: Age: Birthday: Gender: Occupation: House: Year: Wand: Other possessions: To me, fair friend, you never can be old, For as you were when first your eye I ey'd, Such seems your beauty still Hair: Eyes: Height/Weight: Clothing Style: Anything Else: Play By: Be, as thy presence is, gracious and kind, Or to thyself at least kind-hearted prove
Patronus: Boggart: Erised: Amortentia: Veritaserum: Likes: Dislikes: Strengths: Weaknesses: My glass shall not persuade me I am old, So long as youth and thou are of one date; Blood status: Marital status: Family members Parents: Siblings: Children: Love interest: Pets: Others: Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest Now is the time that face should form another;
Your name: Rp sample: If Isaac's father had some intelligent design to all these strange orders he gave Isaac and his four siblings, Isaac couldn't tell what it was. For as long as he could remember, Alucard would stress the need for the dissolvement of the Death Eaters group before his own more subtle hostile takeover could begin.
That was all inane blabber, however. Isaac had never had much faith in the sanity of his father. Though he didn't have much else to do either. Isaac didn't even have a clue of what he'd want to do besides. So, it was spy on the Dark Lord or not. Isaac wasn't able to do much spying yet though. He was assigned as a watch dog to various locations, rarely given any information other than what they thought he needed.
And, yes. It was one of these jobs that had brought him here on this stormy night, to the Hog's Head in Hogsmeade. Word was that Harry Potter had used the pub to stage secret meetings before. Other than the fact that he was ordered to, Isaac had very little desire to even see Harry Potter. Not that he had a dislike for Potter. He simply didn't care.
Isaac could have been searching more feverishly. He hadn't inspected anyone closely for awhile now. How likely was it that Potter or his friends would show up anyway? Isaac gave in and slowly scanned the immediate area. None of the bundles of cloth aroused his suspicion too much. Even if they had, Isaac wasn't likely to do much about it. If my slight muse do please these curious days, The pain be mine, but thine shall be the praise The form was made by Malena. The lines are taken from Shakespeare's sonnets. Feel free to edit the application if you want to, but please don't remove the credits
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