Post by Gilderoy Lockhart on Jul 26, 2011 18:43:03 GMT -6
Gilderoy Crispin Lockhart
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"Snape won't have the time to poison us all!"[/color][/font][/center]
` full name !
Gilderoy Crispin Lockhart!
` name meanings !
Gilderoy is defined as a highwayman known for being handsome. May also come from the word "gilded," which is defined as having a "pleasing, showy appearance, which covers something of little worth." This is very fitting considering Gilderoy's supposed good looks covered up the truth about his inability to function as a powerful wizard. The name "Roy" is Old French for "regal one" or "king."
Crispin- His father’s namesake
` nicknames !
Roy- Despite his dislike for the name it does roll off the tongue easier than his given name. Thus, he is called this quite a bit, especially from his Quidditch mates
` gender !
Male
` birthdate & age !
December 12th, fifteen years old
` school year !
Fifth Year
` special positions !
Quidditch Seeker
` sexuality !
hetereosexual
"Probably that you're going to be eaten by a giant marshmallow or something"
[/color][/font][/center]` hair colour and style !
Wavy, blond hair usually kept in slightly longer to emphasize the waves. It usually sits messily on the top of his head in an easy and casual style, although there is nothing easy or casual about the effort it takes to maintain such a style
` eye colour and shape !
Gilderoy has pale blue eyes that seem to sparkle at every angle. Their almond shape makes them inviting and
` weight !
170lbs
` height !
5’11
` distinguishing features !
Nothing except for his perfectly straight teeth
` face claim !
Alex Pettyfer
"You can't give a Dementor the old one-two!"
[/color][/font][/center]` likes !
- Himself
- His hair
- Quidditch
- Attention
- Girls
- Mirrors
- Writing
- Talking about himself
- Practicing his autograph
` dislikes !
- House prejudice
- School Work
- Potions---“One would think you could go through a class without the prospect of being blown up. Teachers need to increase the safety precautions because for some reason that threat always seems likely at my table.”
- Sloppiness
- His own short comings
- Looking foolish
- Meatpies- Just because two things are amazing separately does not mean they will be equally as awesome together.
` felix felicius !
-Writing
-Smooth talking
- The odd ability at being able to perform decent memory charms despite his inability to do other simpler charms
` dementor !
When he was eight years old he was in front of a large group of local children, boasting about finding a secret hide-away in the thick of the forest when he started laughing at his own joke so hard he wet himself. The humiliation in that moment had very much shaped him from then on.
` amorentia !
- hair spray
- fruity perfume
- peaches
` erised !
- To attain such a status that no one would ever question his inadequacies again. In other words, to be extremely FAMOUS.
` boggart !
To be publically ostracized and alienated because he cannot perform a task.
Also to not be adored by anyone and everyone he meets.
` patronus !
In the middle of his first year, he performed a spell that made his teeth perfectly straight and white---yes, he was trying to make his nose smaller, but the results were far more appealing than what he had first thought of doing. This patronus would take the shape of a horse.
` peeves !
People who believe they are better than him simply because of the house his has been placed in.
"First sign of madness, talking to your own head"
[/color][/font][/center]` wand !
11’, unicorn hair, cherry wood
` broom !
Comet
` pet !
Tawny Owl, Gilderoy II, seven years old
` special ability !
Any special ability listed far exceed Gilderoy’s own magical ability (but don’t tell him that!).
` side of the war !
Neutral
` blood status !
halfblood
` hogwarts house !
hufflepuff
"Dumbledore's man through and through"
[/color][/font][/center]` mother !
Melinda Lockhart, 45, Halfblood, Homemaker, Hufflepuff
` father !
Crispin Lockhart, 47, Halfblood, Ministry Worker, Ravenclaw
` siblings !
N/A
` other family !
N/A
` important people !
Other than himself? Not likely.
` history !
On December 12, nearly sixteen years ago the world stopped and stared in awe as the most beautiful, amazing baby was born to Melinda and Crispin Lockhart---or at least they should have. Gilderoy was born to a simple family of hard working British parents. The only child to the couple, Gilderoy was doted upon by his parents at every turn. Being an only child held many advantages to the heavily spoiled child. Despite the hard times when his parents were not making much of an income they still sacrificed everything so Gilderoy would look to be more happy than any other child on the block.
Growing up, Gilderoy was a very cute child. His blond hair sat in messy ringlets over his blue eyes, making him almost irresistible to anyone who had something he wanted. He found that all he needed to do was say the right thing, maybe bat his eyelashes a couple times and the prize of the moment was his. As life presented itself on a silver platter for the young Lockhart, things were not as easy as he would have liked them to be. Tasks and chores that regular kids had little trouble with gave Gilderoy a headache. His clumsiness and sheltered lifestyle did not go well together at all and in many ways set himself up for failure in his future years.
As his eleventh birthday approached, Gilderoy had his sights set on a much bigger stage; Hogwarts. He knew he would be able to rule the school much in the same way he ruled and manipulated his own household. His looks, which only grew into beauty with age, were his meal ticket. He knew this and made sure he always looked his best when leaving his room. When he arrived at Hogwarts, however, things were not what he expected. He had been living in a sort of bubble when he was living with his parents. He had no idea about the world he was getting himself into. Classes were far harder than he ever expected and there was no way he could smile and get his way out of them. He continued to act as though everything was fine. Though his grades could not attest to it, he had become a rather smooth talker and could maneuver his way out of most situations with a quick word and lofty laugh.
Each year at Hogwarts brought new challenges. He had wished to be in Ravenclaw, like his father, where students were magically turned into geniuses. Instead he had landed in Hufflepuff, where he felt like he was wrongly sorted. He made the best of it, however, associating himself with whomever was the flavor of the month. He found that clinging onto the popular crowds gave him the attention his narcissistic self so desperately wanted. He joined the Quidditch team simply out of gaining a favorable title than for the love of the game but he soon grew to relatively like it and he wasn’t half bad at it either.
Still, despite all that he had thought he had gained by doing these things, he still found himself oblivious to most things. He did not see how other people perceived him. He couldn’t wrap his head around why people rolled their eyes when he approached. He talked about himself at every given moment. He took a little too much pride in his appearance. While all these egotistical things worked for the likes of Sirius Black and James Potter it did the exact opposite for Gilderoy. It was tiresome for students.
Now going into his fifth year at Hogwarts, there is much of the same in store for Gilderoy. He doesn’t see a problem with what his is doing so why would he change it? His goal for the coming term is become more infamous than ever before…and he is ready to do it at any cost.
"There's no need to call me sir Professor."
[/color][/font][/center]` alias !
Kim
` age !
21!
` experience !
since the beginning of time?
` characters !
Sirius Black
` timezone !
Pacific
` password !
hahaha we got so many people with this “password” business. It makes me laugh every time.
` suggestions !
A-W-E-S-O-M-E…ps: why am I making an application?
` sample !
The night was silent. The wind wisped through the trees without so much as making a sound upon the leaves. The dark cobble stone streets were bare as the darkness consumed the area. Street lamps flickered as the wind continued to blow. As the wind picked up, a slow drawn out moan swept through the streets. The haunting shadows growing and winding with each thunderous howl of wind which seemed to take on a life of its own. Suddenly, the flickering street lamps went out. The wind grew louder with each passing moment and the skies began to cloud a gaunt-like green colour.
Trouble was on the move.
It had been months since the disappearance of Caradoc Dearborn. He was presumed dead by many, but few knew the truth. No body was ever found. No remains. Nothing. It was as if he never existed. People were always disappearing. It have become common place with the way things were going. Once you get lost there was a slim chance of anyone ever finding you. Once you go missing there is a slim chance you will get out alive.
Black smoke steamed and circled around the streets. The speed at which it was travelling could knock anyone unconscious with a touch. It whipped through and started to divide into four separate streams of black. One darted through the street lamps while another broke a window in a vacant building nearby. It was then that they all congregating in the center of the street. They touched down and as they did so their smoke turned into something more; something horrifying.
Four masked men surrounded the street with their cloaked figures barely visible in the dim light of the green moon. They all looked concentrated at the center of the street. They did not say anything. All was silent.
’AHHHHHHHH’ an echoing scream pitched throughout the sky.
Another black cloud sped throughout the street, this time much, much bigger. It wielded and whipped around, growing ever bigger until it looked like the head of a large snake. Its mouth opened as it bit through the men standing around the street. The men tried to stand their ground but there was no mistaking the shivers in their bodies as the smoke accumulated in the center.
Trouble had arrived.
A snake-like man towered in the center of the cloaked and masked men. His pale features were pungent next to his red slit eyes. He craned his neck as he reached into his billowing cloak to reveal a wand.
“Lestrange,” he hissed.
Two of the hooded figures bowed and the man looked annoyed. He walked around the circle, staring pointedly at each of his counterparts.
“There are signs my slippery friends,” he continued, “The Order of the Pheonix is on the move...Bella!”
The man wielded around at one of the shivering masked figures. He touched the mask and it instantly melted away, revealing a wide eyed Bellatrix Lestrange.
”Yes, my lord,” she said as she kneeled before her master.
He curled his fingers around his wand as he looked at the wild haired woman. She looked devoutly at him, “Our guest has been...in your...care...”
”Yes my lord,” she said,”I have done everything you have asked of me. I who have looked you in the eye while my colleagues cower in fear.”
The man smiled slightly in the silence. His eyes twinkled with the malice that grew in his blackened heart.
“It is true,” he murmered, “ I knew it would not be long. We have been mistaken. It seems that our guest has overstayed her welcome. You will be punished for this one Noble.”
Without any indication of what the man was going to do he whipped around and pointed his wand at one of the masked figures. Instantly the man’s body began to crumple and he began to yell in pain.Bellatrix’s eyes lit up as her master turned from her. The masked man on the other side riffled in pain.
“We are not through,” he whispered to the crumpled man, “Bella I think it’s time for our little friend and I to take a walk...in the moonlight.”
A maniacle laugh erupted from his thin lips as he looked up into the green sky. All the other people around him began to laugh as well as a clouded green snake traced its way through as just as clouded skull.
<3 <3 Masked Era!
"Albus Severus..you were named for the two headmasters of Hogwarts. One of them was a Slytherin and he was probably the bravest man I ever knew."
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