Post by Rhydian Voltaire on Nov 26, 2011 22:12:16 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42; -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 0px; border: 0px solid #414141;][cs=2] RHYDIAN ALLEN VOLTAIRE ! |
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #f2f2f2;,true][cs=2] THE BASICS [tr][atrb=width,240] NAME: Rhydian Allen Voltaire AGE: Sixteen BIRTHDAY: September 11, 2006 YEAR: Sixth HOUSE: Ravenclaw WAND: 9 inch birch, dragon heartstring BLOOD TYPE: Half-blood SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight BIRTH PLACE: Dublin, Ireland LIVING PLACE: London, England MOTHER: Michelle Loraine McKinley FATHER: Alexander Damien Voltaire GUARDIAN(S): Parents SIBLING(S): None PET(S): None SEELEY, Drew • Rhydian Voltaire JUDGING A BOOK BY ITS COVER [tr][atrb=width,240] Rhydian started out in his first year as your average everyday boy. He was a bit on the short side and wore glasses, making him seem like your average geek. In which he sort of was. Once he hit puberty, he started to get taller and leaner, and he traded his glasses in for contacts. You could say he was a little more stylish and attractive. He is currently entering his sixth year at 5'10" and 180 lbs. His skin is tan due to the fact that his parents love to go on vacation somewhere warm and at the beach. Just recently, this last summer, he spent his time lifting some weights so he could get stronger and not be so weak, thin and mousy. He used to wear his hair shaggy and never use to comb it much. Now he wears it cut short in the back and longer in the front. The most amazing feature he has are his eyes. They are blue in color with green and gold flecks that you can see when you get close to him. His nose at one time was perfectly straight, now you can tell it was broken at some point, due to being hit with a bludger. He has full pink lips, which his best friend once told him girls would find very attractive. During vacation time he tends to wear a tank top with a button down shirt over it, with blue jeans and white sneakers. During Hogwarts he wears his regular Ravenclaw house robes. IT'S MY LIFE [tr][atrb=width,240] In 2006, Rhydian was born to his parents Alexander and Michelle Voltaire in Dublin, Ireland. There they raised their son for a few years before they decided to try for another child. Unfortunately during the 5th month of pregnancy Michelle Voltaire was pushed down the stairs of the two-story home. Needless to say she lost the baby and was told she would never be able to have any more children. Upset with the memories, the Voltaire’s decided to move to London, England where they could begin anew. At this time Rhy had turned four years old. He learned from his parents about magic since his father was a pureblood wizard and his mother was a muggleborn witch. He soon learned that his father was disowned from his family due to their pureblooded beliefs. He would later find out that the person who pushed his mother when she was pregnant again was his father’s twin sister who was desperately trying to get Alex to come back to the family and leave him and his mother behind. Of course his father refused and the result was the loss of a child. When he was old enough his parents decided to send him to a muggle school until he was of age to go to Hogwarts. It was there that he found that he enjoyed learning and reading. He worked hard to get better grades than his other peers. He found himself competitive, trying to be better than all of them. He was branded a know-it-all and a geek and people tended to stay away from him. It was a little lonely for him, but by that time he was use to it. Once he went to Hogwarts, he found became friends with a few people on the train before sorting. He even argued with another kid because they saw things completely different. Once he was at Hogwarts, he was soon sorted into the noble house of Ravenclaw. He knew it suited him and he met more people who were like him. He gathered a few friends, but most people stayed away from him still. He still looked like your average geeky loser. Once fifth year rolled around he wanted to change things. So at the end of fifth year during the holidays between fifth and sixth year he did what he wanted and changed things. He finds the whole experience life changing and likes the whole new style he has brought into his life. He wishes to make his parents proud of him. THIS IS ME [tr][atrb=width,240] Moody; Rhy can be very moody and can change what he is feeling at the flip of a switch. One minute he can be very kind and gentle. The next he can be very angry and cold. He gets this from his father who can also be very moody. Most of the time he is his usual serious, friendly self. He only gets really moody when someone is interrupting him or if he is just edgy or irritated for the day in general. Straight-forward; He is the type of person to tell a person how it is or what he honestly thinks of something. Sometimes this can cause a person to be really upset with him, but he tends to hate lying, so he just doesn’t do it, even if it would be better in some cases. This also causes some people to believe he is rude and mean, but that is completely untrue. He is not doing it to be either mean or rude. Stubborn; He can also be very stubborn when situations arise. He will not take no for an answer or he will tell you no and not give into whatever you are selling or wanting him to do. He will do what he wants to do regardless of what anyone tells him. LIKES
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EXTRACURRICULAR ACTIVITIES [tr][atrb=width,240] Keeping his head clear for the evening ahead, Rhydian quickly ate his dinner and left the Great Hall. Tonight was another night of patrolling the halls of Hogwarts for anyone who was breaking the rules of being up after hours. Of course it was still a little early yet. There was still a couple more minutes before it was time to start actually patrolling. He leaned against one of the walls in the corridor and watched as students passed by, making their way to their common rooms, or so some liked the prefects’ to think. He knew some of the students who looked like they were off to the common room, not always made it to their common room. It was a bit sad really. He hated seeing others being disrespectful enough of the rules of Hogwarts. Rhy sighed softly as he looked down at his watch. He had another five minutes before he could start walking the halls and docking house points. It was even more painful to have to do it to his own house-mates, since he was technically taking points from his own house. The clocked chimed signaling the top of the hour and his shift for looking for those who were out after hours. He stuffed both hands into his pockets and started to make his way up some of the stairs, moving to the second floor. He would slowly make his rounds before heading off to bed himself. So far the halls seemed completely empty and devoid of any students out and about. A smile slowly slid across his face. Maybe this time he wouldn’t have to encounter anyone who was not yet in the common room. Alas, it was just not his night… He heard soft voices coming from an empty classroom. Rhy found himself running a hand through his hair and a droll look flying across his face. Why didn’t people just follow the rules like they were supposed to. Breaking rules in the outside world was not going to work for them, so why not learn from Hogwarts? Again he sighed as he opened the door to the empty classroom and found three first years gathered around something. Another sigh and he brought out his wand. “You first years do realize that it is after hours do you not?” he asked loudly catching their attention. ‘Here we go,’ he thought to himself. THE PERSON BEHIND THE MASK [tr][atrb=width,240] NAME: Lottie AGE: Twenty-two GENDER: Female WHAT ARE YOU?: ADMIN EDIT ROLE PLAY EXPERIENCE: 10 years on and off ROLE PLAY EXAMPLE: (Yeah I'm about to go to work here shortly, so I used an rp for another character I play elsewhere) A sigh escaped his lips as he stood with his arms out as his mother worked on another girls dress. His mother was a clothing designer and she liked to use him as her personal doll to try out the clothing on. He was pretty sure that there would come a time where she would not be able to use him for making clothes anymore though. He knew his mother well. She always made mostly girls clothes. She'd secretly desired that he would have been born a girl. Alas, he had come into the world as a boy, crushing his mothers dreams of a beautiful daughter she could dress up in frilly pretty clothes. It didn't stop her from dressing him up in frilly clothes. Azrael sighed softly. His mother even had bought a wig so that she could 'see' a girl in front of her instead of a boy. It helped her to create her beautiful clothes. Another long sign escaped his lips. "Azrael, you are distracting your mother, please be still and quite. Mommy needs to stay focused," his mother said looking quite determined. That was when the phone rang. He blinked as his mother told him to stay there as she got the phone. She was speaking to her agent...great. "Oh you want to see my daughter?" his mother asked in a nervous way. A look of disbelief crossed his face. He'd never met or seen her agent. Had his mother told him that she had a daughter!? His eyes widened when that same determined look crossed his mothers face as she looked directly at him. Oh no. He knew she had a plan, and he was soooo not going to be apart of it. Picking up the long skirt he quickly ran out the door and down the street. He ran past several people until he was to a park that was mainly empty. Azrael sighed and plopped down in a swing not realizing he was still wearing a long blond girls wig and a dress. application created by samantha nicole |
