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Tweak says, "Be seeing you"

roddie LESTRANGE; (roddie) wrote,
@ 2008-04-21 05:41:00

Before you read my application, I want you to know that Alecto, Rod and Rab kind of go together. You can't accept two of us and leave out one, if you have a problem with one of our applications and STILL want us, let us try to fix it. We won't join a game where we call can't be/play together.

We've just been trying to join games and we give them this warning. They don't read it! :( I assume you will! You may contact me on AIM at seiymour

Name: Juanita
Age: 24
E-mail: seiymour@aim.com
Contact Information: seiymour
Timezone: EST
Availability: I'm about most of the time!
Experience: I played Rodolphus at one game before and in PSLs.

Full Name: Rodolphus LeStrange
Nicknames: Rodo, Rudolph, Rodster
Age/Birthday: April 12, 1953
House and Years Attended: Slytherin/1964-1971
Blood Status: Pureblooded
Occupation (if applicable): None. He lives off his fortune.
Alliance: Death Eaters
Boggart: Rabastan being dead.
Patronus: He's never casted one.

Personality (include several weaknesses and strengths):
Rodolphus is a very cold person. He does not talk, he can't talk to anyone who isn't of pure blood nature and even when they're outside of his house, he is still rather hesitant. He will however be open enough to talk to Slytherins and certainly help them in what ways he can, but would have to seem to be rather close in order for him to do so. Growing up in a rich pureblood family, especially the Lestranges, he grew up on becoming rather stuck up, rarely uncaring unless it was someone extremely close to him (which not many people are), and very mean.

He enjoys greatly to see people suffer under him, but it's even better when he sees half/mud bloods suffer simply because he thinks that the only kind of wizard should be pureblood. There's a pleasure sense that goes on when he sees people hurting emotionally or physically. So in a sense, he has a rather twisted sense of entertainment, hence why he enjoys walking down the halls and bullying on other kids.

Under all of his brutality seeking and stuck up asshole like qualities he does have a shred of weakness, one person being his younger brother, Rabastan. Later another would join his brother in that weakness era. Though he doesn't let anyone know it, for he fears if he does they will be used against him and he does not ever want to see his weaknesses revealed to anyone besides those people. Hence, he acts like he doesn't care and puts on a fairly convincing act how he still doesn't give a damn about himself but in reality, there are.

Family and Friends (list relationships with them):
Ursula: His mum, he's totally a momma's boy. He does anything and everything, some might say he'd prefer to be in her company.
Cepheus: His father, he hopes to fill the shoes that his father's been wearing for so long.
Rabastan: He loves his brother, he'd be the only person that he would betray the Dark Lord for. He saves his ass all the time and keeps Rabastan as close as possible. He refuses to leave Rabastan left out.

Bellatrix: He doesn't care for her but after he learned of their arrangement, he seemed livid and then accepted it.
Amycus: They've been friends since Amycus started school, they were in a small gang of boys.
Regulus: He respects Regulus and his blood, he befriended him only for Bellatrix.
Avery: FUN. He loves this man, he loves being around him.
Appearance (paragraph minimum.):
Rodolphus is, quite bluntly, a good-looking man. He's used to finery and has qualms about getting himself dirty or things that require him to BE dirty. Rodolphus seems to be something of an upper crust gentleman with a intimidating stare, wiry build and creepy smile. He moves gracefully and very swiftly, he's a hard person to catch and frequently finds being chased as more of a workout than a burden.

He has a handsome face with slightly pale features and light blue eyes, which contrast well with his dark eyebrows and short, black hair. While he's known for not indulging in the weird, he has an obsession with wearing odd pieces of clothing. Sometimes it's red and white striped socks, a tie that's off-putting for his out fit, or something that just doesn't look right.

PB: Ewan McGregor
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Achievements (OWLS, NEWTS, Animagus, Quidditch, etc.): Quidditch, Chaser and Team captain in his sixth/Seventh year.

Charms: OWLs/A, NEWT/A
Defense Against the Dark Arts: OWLs/O, NEWT/O
Potions: OWLs/A, NEWT/P
Transfiguration: OWLS/E, NEWT/E

Hobbies (Quidditch, Astronomy, Chess, Gob Stones): Quidditch, Chaser. Team captain of his year.

Biography (three paragraphs minimum):
Rodolphus grew up the older of two children in a rather wealthy and pureblood family. Though his childhood wasn't terrible, it wasn't all 'let's hug and kiss each other before we leave' either. His parents were fairly strict in teaching him two things- being a gentleman, and being good at fighting. Rodolphus's father felt that if you wanted to go anywhere in this world, was to learn how to push back if pushed. Before attending Hogwarts, Rodolphus already had a firm grasp on some of the charms, hexes, and dueling strategies from his father's teachings and practicing on his younger brother daily.

He was hesitant to attend Hogwarts, for he didn't feel really comfortable in leaving his brother behind, but thanks to his stubbornness he managed to push it away when the time came for him to leave. His brother and he are rather close and was the only man, even from his parents, who he would give his life for. Though still, he refused to let anyone know that the reason why he was semi- uncomfortable about going to school was to be parted from his younger brother.

Once at Hogwarts, his first year was a nightmare, not only was he separated from his brother and it bothered him at that age, he saw no use in any classes except defense against the dark arts. Hence, he gave up on all schoolwork besides that class. Making hardly any friends, he locked himself in the library and his dorm and read whatever he could get a hold of pertaining to the defense against the dark arts. But slowly, the dark arts seduced him more and more, and soon gave up studying defenses against it, and secretly studied the topic itself.

As years passed he got more 'accomplices' but no one really close enough to call friends. He found himself less of an introvert in following years. Year after year, he found things that didn't bug him so much about the school, he got an interest for something other than the dark arts, which was Quidditch. During his 4th and 5th years, he became semi popular amongst the Slytherins, contracting a small gang of his own, and of course his brother was never far behind nor was he far behind him. He did extremely well on his owls, proving his knowledge capabilities. Coming of his 6th and this year his interest in the Dark Lord intensified disturbingly. He was so intrigued and thought his morals and ideas were perfection, he wanted nothing more than to serve a genius. He took the mark his 7th year, becoming a loyal follower of the Dark Lord. Later he met Bellatrix Black and was arrange to be with her, and later married.
Journal Sample (two paragraphs minimum):
First Person:
[Private to self ]

I hear my mum is sick again, I think I should visit her in France. She sent me an owl the other day asking me to come by. Because I am the oldest, I think she wants to educate me on something my Father wanted me to have or do, since he is dead. Silly woman.

I've been incredibly apathetic since I've had to lay low. I do not really give a damn about sitting underneath the rock that is my Manor. I've better things to do, I feel like getting in a bit of trouble.
[/Private]

Rabastan, what are you doing? Did you get an owl from Mother?

There is a infection running throughout my manor, and it displeases me greatly and her name is Rupy, sickening house-elf. I've been itching for action and have not found any other than the piss poor excuse for it. Hexing the animals outside for practice apparently is not fulfilling enough, mostly because they do not really understand what is going on.

Bullocks.

RP Sample (two to three paragraphs minimum):
Rodolphus' mood seemed too wain back and forth between apathy when he was upset and anger when he was displeased, never a calm medium. Perhaps, it was being stuck in the safety of his manor. Who knew, he was ridged and suddenly his right hand slammed on the top of the table. Obviously, he did not like the disrespectful little whelp in front of him. His opinion wasn't easily changed and she made it much worse, by replying sarcastically. " I will SPEAK how I like. Disrespectful, too? That is my absolute favourite. You WILL respect me in THIS house, I am no qualms with cursing you. Oh? You do not appear to be anything short of a piss poor excuse for a boy, too bad you do not have the bits and pieces to go along with it. You might have made a decent heir, but you are nothing but a friendless, ridiculous excuse for a person trying to be one of us. I'll be surprised if My wife can do anything other than grow frustrated with you-- Whatever your name is. " He seethed out, nearly hissing. Rodolphus was a very territorial person, and didn't take kindly to some wee lass making him angry. His forked stabbed into some of his dinner so hard, he could have broken the plate.

Everything about Rodolphus seemed very strong, dominant and unable to be predicted. "You are not PERMITTED to speak, unless spoken to. Just listen, no talking. Unless, you can apologize for your childish behavior." He sneered at her from his spot at the table, he was sure she would break her silence and he held his wand on top of the table. Moving his thumb to support his chin, and his index finger against his cheek.