Post by brent on Jun 6, 2011 10:31:22 GMT -5
brent caleb d'eath
twenty-two , slytherin , senior , hunter parrish , canon
name:
brent caleb d'eath
nicknames:
brent, bree
age:
twenty-two
house:
slytherin
occupation:
none
blood status:
mixed / half vampire
wand:
15 inches, dragon tail, oak
relationship status:
single
brent caleb d'eath
nicknames:
brent, bree
age:
twenty-two
house:
slytherin
occupation:
none
blood status:
mixed / half vampire
wand:
15 inches, dragon tail, oak
relationship status:
single
play-by:
hunter parrish
hair color:
blonde
eye color:
blue
distinguishing features:
"i'm vampire, haha i think that's distinguishing enough, well 1/2 vampire anyway, i still need blood sometimes"
style:
"i guess i just basically wear vests, and button up shirts, you know uh fancy stuff, regular shirts are part of a regular too. my jeans can be any color, black or dark blue most likely, i don't really like soft color jeans i find them ridiculous to wear, if it's cold i'll wear a sweater. for shoes i guess they look like "boating shoes" and i'm in to a lot of slip on Vans and those type of shoes and some low top converse. i guess in a way you could describe my style as classic but it can be rather dark sometimes too so it's a mix of both."
hunter parrish
hair color:
blonde
eye color:
blue
distinguishing features:
"i'm vampire, haha i think that's distinguishing enough, well 1/2 vampire anyway, i still need blood sometimes"
style:
"i guess i just basically wear vests, and button up shirts, you know uh fancy stuff, regular shirts are part of a regular too. my jeans can be any color, black or dark blue most likely, i don't really like soft color jeans i find them ridiculous to wear, if it's cold i'll wear a sweater. for shoes i guess they look like "boating shoes" and i'm in to a lot of slip on Vans and those type of shoes and some low top converse. i guess in a way you could describe my style as classic but it can be rather dark sometimes too so it's a mix of both."
likes:
being british, being part vampire, flying, sex, being a half-blood, reading, getting my way, being legal, letting out, studying.
dislikes:
love, werewolves, girls, class, his father, his mother for leaving him, being cheated on, tar, being sticky, early mornings.
strengths:
getting my way, having fun, drinking, sex , being in control
weaknesses:
blood, being cheated on, my best friend, low marks, garlic
fears:
killing someone
dreams:
to be happy with someone that he's fallen in love with if love even exist for someone like him.
secrets:
"i'm really happy that i'm part vampire it gives me a sense of being different and not just some human or muggle"
personality:
CARELESS, LAID-BACK, SMART
I’m not dumb. I’m not stupid and I could probably score better than you in every test if I only tried a little harder. I’m not going to become a Healer, and Auror, a drug-dealer like it seems everyone else wants to be. So why should I be like everyone else and study for my grades so pointlessly? I know that I can’t fail everything or I wouldn’t be allowed to play Quidditch but even with the ‘I don’t care, nor will I ever revise’ attitude I get by just fine. I’ve never failed a subject. I’m one of those people who can retain enough information from class to be able to pass a test. I’m not stupid. In fact, if you see some of my ideas when it comes to messing with people, I’m actually a very smart person indeed. I don’t need to be bothered by anything when I have everything I need. I have a future and enough money to back me up if I need. I don’t care about anything else. I don’t really care about the making friends part, the making memories bit. I have my job, and I got because I was extremly good with potions. Only a few points behind that Hermione Granger girl. honestly if i had studied i could have passed her...maybe.
COMPETITIVE, SORE-LOSER, ATHLETIC
When it comes to sports, I’ve gotten a lot from my father. He’s tall and well built with arms made for beating and super fast reflexes. I’m exactly the same. At the age of 12 I was a weedy little kid with about as much muscle on me as a flower. It was rough back then and I was frequently hit by bludgers rather than the bludgers being hit by me. Once puberty kicked in I became my father’s duplicate, as i was told in hogwarts by a couple of the professors. We’ve been playing together for so long that I know the ins and the outs of the game so well, I could play in my sleep. I used to be the team captain and I worked my team damn hard. They need to be prepared for anything and everything. I was too competitive to let us lose and I’d get pretty fucking angry if we ever did. Not that we did. I can teach tactics better than anyone else but I’m a bastard. Even if it’s hailing or snowing and there’s no visibility I still drag the team out for a practice. What if one of our matches was in those conditions? We need to be prepared and well-trained. I’d hate to see the smug faces of the other teams we play against if they ever won. They’d shove their arses in our faces and never let us forget it. Which is why i worked my team hard, i don't regret it though. only a little.
SECRETLY CARING, PROTECTIVE, INDIFFERENT
Do you know the saying: Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me? A lot of people say it’s a lie. Anyone else would have cracked under the strain I get put under, they would’ve cried at the hostility. They’re wimps. I’m indifferent to all the insults, the haters, the jealous sleazes. People say I’m heartless, that they hate me. I say, so what? I’ve never cared and I’m never going to care. When I walked down the corridors I get a few glares but c’mon, I’m the one everyone loves to hate…that counts for something. I guess I should be hurt by the fact that I used to have a hate club. I was. I pretended I didn’t care for the most part. It’s easier when people don’t think you have any weaknesses. I guess I secretly do care; about family, about love, about friends. I don’t care. Speaking of my family name… don’t mess with us. My father may be the biggest ass ever by seducing women and then leaving them but my family is still my family. I love each and everyone of my d'eath siblings to death.
being british, being part vampire, flying, sex, being a half-blood, reading, getting my way, being legal, letting out, studying.
dislikes:
love, werewolves, girls, class, his father, his mother for leaving him, being cheated on, tar, being sticky, early mornings.
strengths:
getting my way, having fun, drinking, sex , being in control
weaknesses:
blood, being cheated on, my best friend, low marks, garlic
fears:
killing someone
dreams:
to be happy with someone that he's fallen in love with if love even exist for someone like him.
secrets:
"i'm really happy that i'm part vampire it gives me a sense of being different and not just some human or muggle"
personality:
CARELESS, LAID-BACK, SMART
I’m not dumb. I’m not stupid and I could probably score better than you in every test if I only tried a little harder. I’m not going to become a Healer, and Auror, a drug-dealer like it seems everyone else wants to be. So why should I be like everyone else and study for my grades so pointlessly? I know that I can’t fail everything or I wouldn’t be allowed to play Quidditch but even with the ‘I don’t care, nor will I ever revise’ attitude I get by just fine. I’ve never failed a subject. I’m one of those people who can retain enough information from class to be able to pass a test. I’m not stupid. In fact, if you see some of my ideas when it comes to messing with people, I’m actually a very smart person indeed. I don’t need to be bothered by anything when I have everything I need. I have a future and enough money to back me up if I need. I don’t care about anything else. I don’t really care about the making friends part, the making memories bit. I have my job, and I got because I was extremly good with potions. Only a few points behind that Hermione Granger girl. honestly if i had studied i could have passed her...maybe.
COMPETITIVE, SORE-LOSER, ATHLETIC
When it comes to sports, I’ve gotten a lot from my father. He’s tall and well built with arms made for beating and super fast reflexes. I’m exactly the same. At the age of 12 I was a weedy little kid with about as much muscle on me as a flower. It was rough back then and I was frequently hit by bludgers rather than the bludgers being hit by me. Once puberty kicked in I became my father’s duplicate, as i was told in hogwarts by a couple of the professors. We’ve been playing together for so long that I know the ins and the outs of the game so well, I could play in my sleep. I used to be the team captain and I worked my team damn hard. They need to be prepared for anything and everything. I was too competitive to let us lose and I’d get pretty fucking angry if we ever did. Not that we did. I can teach tactics better than anyone else but I’m a bastard. Even if it’s hailing or snowing and there’s no visibility I still drag the team out for a practice. What if one of our matches was in those conditions? We need to be prepared and well-trained. I’d hate to see the smug faces of the other teams we play against if they ever won. They’d shove their arses in our faces and never let us forget it. Which is why i worked my team hard, i don't regret it though. only a little.
SECRETLY CARING, PROTECTIVE, INDIFFERENT
Do you know the saying: Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me? A lot of people say it’s a lie. Anyone else would have cracked under the strain I get put under, they would’ve cried at the hostility. They’re wimps. I’m indifferent to all the insults, the haters, the jealous sleazes. People say I’m heartless, that they hate me. I say, so what? I’ve never cared and I’m never going to care. When I walked down the corridors I get a few glares but c’mon, I’m the one everyone loves to hate…that counts for something. I guess I should be hurt by the fact that I used to have a hate club. I was. I pretended I didn’t care for the most part. It’s easier when people don’t think you have any weaknesses. I guess I secretly do care; about family, about love, about friends. I don’t care. Speaking of my family name… don’t mess with us. My father may be the biggest ass ever by seducing women and then leaving them but my family is still my family. I love each and everyone of my d'eath siblings to death.
parents:
axel d'eath and montese yellow
siblings:
______ ______ d'eath , twenty-four , adult
______ ______ d'eath , twenty , junior
______ ______ d'eath , eighteen , freshman
others:
___ ___ carrow , twenty , hufflepuff
history:
"i'm half vampire. there now that that's out in the open i can tell you how my parents met. my dad, axel, loved to go out and have his fun, he already had a son by the way when he met my mum. she was twenty at the time and my dad was thirty four though he looked like he was younger. he was stationed there and it looked like he wasn't going to age not like he couldn't anyway. anyway you can kinda figure out what happened after that. no? alright well after a couple of drinks and laughs my dad had her right where he wanted her and formed me. now did you get it? i'm not about to go into detail mind you. i may hate them to death but they are still my parents and the thought of them together in bed just -shivers- yeah. anyway my dad left my mum after that night, pregnant and alone, like she was worthless or something, well she is but he isn't allowed to treat her that way. anyway she gave birth to me a few months later, you know the whole pregnancy thing, anyway my mother dropped me off at the nearest orphanage and that's where i spend the first few years of my life.
my mother gave me my fathers last name out of respect for him or something like that. i was a bitter however, that i was. i bit people when i was younger and everyone thought it was a bit strange. but i just wanted a little blood. being half vampire meant that i needed some blood every once in a while. i didn't know what i was at all. no one would adopt me when they saw be try to bit a kid's arm or something. i don't blame them though. when i was seven i sucked a nurse almost dry that they kicked me out on the street. can you picture it? a seven year old running a mock in the streets of london? oh lord it was fun. it wasn't until i was caught bitting a wizard that my life changed. i was in the ministry of magic fiddling with my thumbs for a while and then i was asked who my father and mother were. i told them who they were and they nodded. that's when they told me my father had been executed. i was in a bit stage of a shock. they told me i could grow up in a wizarding orphanage where they would know of my problem. i asked them what it was. and they told me for the first time that i was half a vampire. grow up there wasn't half the fun i thought it would be. most kids wouldn't play with me because of what i was and i noticed that most kids left after they turned eleven or something like that. it was strange watching them disappear. it wasn't until i got my letter to hogwarts that i realized why they were all disappearing. i went to hogwarts, now with more retrain and a cooler with blood in it. blood from the hospital.
hogwarts. hogwarts. hogwarts. what to say? i meet my best friend there. carrow, yeah she's amazing. better than anyone i would ever imagine. plus even at a young age she asked me to bit her. really i swear! she pulled up her sleeve and told me, she wanted me to bite her because she had never been bitten, i told her i couldn't because it'd be wrong and i could hurt her. and this girl that i had only known for a few moments told me she already trusted me enough to do so. so i bit her, and i felt a sort of connection with her, she was the first person to willingly give me blood. and she's my only blood slave. man that sounds weird. alright thing is she's the person who gives me blood when i need it and other than that i usually take from the blood bank in the kitchen that hogwarts had for the d'eath kids. since there are three more. that's how i went through hogwarts. i slept around a lot, but i had a connection with each of them. i was a relationship guy, i didn't have one night stands. but there was one thing i would never do with a girl. one asked me to bite her neck, and she held it out for me and i told her straight and true. no. that right was only reserved from the person that i felt personally extremely close to every time i drank. it was reserved for my best friend.
axel d'eath and montese yellow
siblings:
______ ______ d'eath , twenty-four , adult
______ ______ d'eath , twenty , junior
______ ______ d'eath , eighteen , freshman
others:
___ ___ carrow , twenty , hufflepuff
history:
"i'm half vampire. there now that that's out in the open i can tell you how my parents met. my dad, axel, loved to go out and have his fun, he already had a son by the way when he met my mum. she was twenty at the time and my dad was thirty four though he looked like he was younger. he was stationed there and it looked like he wasn't going to age not like he couldn't anyway. anyway you can kinda figure out what happened after that. no? alright well after a couple of drinks and laughs my dad had her right where he wanted her and formed me. now did you get it? i'm not about to go into detail mind you. i may hate them to death but they are still my parents and the thought of them together in bed just -shivers- yeah. anyway my dad left my mum after that night, pregnant and alone, like she was worthless or something, well she is but he isn't allowed to treat her that way. anyway she gave birth to me a few months later, you know the whole pregnancy thing, anyway my mother dropped me off at the nearest orphanage and that's where i spend the first few years of my life.
my mother gave me my fathers last name out of respect for him or something like that. i was a bitter however, that i was. i bit people when i was younger and everyone thought it was a bit strange. but i just wanted a little blood. being half vampire meant that i needed some blood every once in a while. i didn't know what i was at all. no one would adopt me when they saw be try to bit a kid's arm or something. i don't blame them though. when i was seven i sucked a nurse almost dry that they kicked me out on the street. can you picture it? a seven year old running a mock in the streets of london? oh lord it was fun. it wasn't until i was caught bitting a wizard that my life changed. i was in the ministry of magic fiddling with my thumbs for a while and then i was asked who my father and mother were. i told them who they were and they nodded. that's when they told me my father had been executed. i was in a bit stage of a shock. they told me i could grow up in a wizarding orphanage where they would know of my problem. i asked them what it was. and they told me for the first time that i was half a vampire. grow up there wasn't half the fun i thought it would be. most kids wouldn't play with me because of what i was and i noticed that most kids left after they turned eleven or something like that. it was strange watching them disappear. it wasn't until i got my letter to hogwarts that i realized why they were all disappearing. i went to hogwarts, now with more retrain and a cooler with blood in it. blood from the hospital.
hogwarts. hogwarts. hogwarts. what to say? i meet my best friend there. carrow, yeah she's amazing. better than anyone i would ever imagine. plus even at a young age she asked me to bit her. really i swear! she pulled up her sleeve and told me, she wanted me to bite her because she had never been bitten, i told her i couldn't because it'd be wrong and i could hurt her. and this girl that i had only known for a few moments told me she already trusted me enough to do so. so i bit her, and i felt a sort of connection with her, she was the first person to willingly give me blood. and she's my only blood slave. man that sounds weird. alright thing is she's the person who gives me blood when i need it and other than that i usually take from the blood bank in the kitchen that hogwarts had for the d'eath kids. since there are three more. that's how i went through hogwarts. i slept around a lot, but i had a connection with each of them. i was a relationship guy, i didn't have one night stands. but there was one thing i would never do with a girl. one asked me to bite her neck, and she held it out for me and i told her straight and true. no. that right was only reserved from the person that i felt personally extremely close to every time i drank. it was reserved for my best friend.
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alex , female , seventeen , admin , katerina carrow-nicolette lestrange-ryder norton , admin
