Post by Tiffany Lestrange on Jun 14, 2013 4:56:11 GMT
Tiffany Cassieopia Lestrange
Hey there! The name is Sarah and I am 20. I have roleplaying for 6 years. The other characters I have here are Charlotte Lebeau & Thorfinn Rowle. The character that I'm applying for with this application is an OC. Great! Now to the character information!
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Tiffany Lestrange is an odd creature. The firstborn of two to a couple that was under the impression that they were unable to have children of their own, she was a placeholder until her younger brother Soleus came along. Her passion for blood purity in the wizarding world earned her a place next to her brother & parents among the ranks of the Death Eaters, at a very young age. When she was first born, she was falsely 'adopted' by her closest relatives, the Malfoys. Once their little family act was convincing enough for the Ministry to believe, she returned to live with her true family at home. She attends Hogwarts School under the guise that she is still the ward of her aunt & uncle, who has no idea where her parents truly are - in fact, no one knows that she's seem them or been in contact with them since she was born.
Her blood and name status earned her a small following in her earlier years of school, sparking an immediate friendship with another Slytherin girl in her year, Daphne Greengrass. As the 'beta' to Daphne's 'alpha', Tiffany was considered somewhat popular, in the intimidating, dangerous sort of way. She began an off-handed relationship with a boy in her year, Thierry Montague, and seemed to have most of her teenage life on track. She caught the interest of a muggle-born Gryffindor boy named Kevin Edwards, forming the closest thing to friendship that she seemed to have with anyone. This began during the climax period of her training & initiation into the Death Eater ranks.
During the Summer between her sixth & seventh years of school, Tiffany murdered Kevin Edwards. The guilt seemed to tear away at her, slowly vanishing & turning into paranoia of being found out. She 'fell from grace', as it were, in school, her popularity vanishing, 'friends' distancing themselves, and her reputation turning from 'intimidating' to 'crazy'. She spends most evenings stalking the school grounds, keeping quiet & working to not get caught by school staff. She takes out her newfound bloodlust on innocent forest creatures, keeping her 'hunger' under control as best she can.
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RP Sample:
Ana tossed & turned in her sleep, trying to get comfortable with her arms in such an awkward position. She sat up a little, frowning at the way her wrist-cuff tugged at her arm in a gentle reminder that it was still there, strapped to the side of the bed.
“You are not a prisoner, here, Ana, we’re here to help you.” They’d said.
Yeah fucking right, they were. Fuckers. She growled in frustration & sat up a little, swinging her legs over the side of the bed & planting them on the cold floor. “I have to pee.” she announced, cocking an eyebrow defiantly at the night-watch nurse who had been stationed in her room for the last few hours. The woman looked up from her celebrity gossip rag magazine & eyed Ana thoughtfully before standing up & undoing her arm for her. She stepped aside & let the small brunette pass, then stood next to the bathroom door. “You know the rules.” she replied, her tone bored.
Ana rolled her eyes in response - they’d already taken the lock off of her bathroom door, what was she going to do, rip out the sink & use it as a barricade? She pushed her way into the small room & ran the water to muffle the sound of her relieving herself, before washing her hands & heading back out. The nurse hadn’t moved from her spot, though she looked a little relieved when Ana returned so promptly.
“Goodnight, Ms. Karan.” she told the younger girl as she strapped her arm back into place & pushed back the covers for her. Not bothering to voice a reply, Ana tugged once more at her arm in irritation, then rolled over to try to get some rest.
“You are not a prisoner, here, Ana, we’re here to help you.” They’d said.
Yeah fucking right, they were. Fuckers. She growled in frustration & sat up a little, swinging her legs over the side of the bed & planting them on the cold floor. “I have to pee.” she announced, cocking an eyebrow defiantly at the night-watch nurse who had been stationed in her room for the last few hours. The woman looked up from her celebrity gossip rag magazine & eyed Ana thoughtfully before standing up & undoing her arm for her. She stepped aside & let the small brunette pass, then stood next to the bathroom door. “You know the rules.” she replied, her tone bored.
Ana rolled her eyes in response - they’d already taken the lock off of her bathroom door, what was she going to do, rip out the sink & use it as a barricade? She pushed her way into the small room & ran the water to muffle the sound of her relieving herself, before washing her hands & heading back out. The nurse hadn’t moved from her spot, though she looked a little relieved when Ana returned so promptly.
“Goodnight, Ms. Karan.” she told the younger girl as she strapped her arm back into place & pushed back the covers for her. Not bothering to voice a reply, Ana tugged once more at her arm in irritation, then rolled over to try to get some rest.