Post by peter on May 9, 2011 3:03:51 GMT
thomas mathias leonidas
THE SCARS OF YOUR LOVE
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full name: thomas mathias leonidas
nicknames: tom
birthday: decemember, twenty first, ninteen ninty nine
age: twenty one
house: slytherin
blood status: pureblood
face claim: alex pettyfer
WE COULD HAVE HAD IT ALL
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likes:
+dark magic
+the thought of love
+muggle sports
+ cigarettes
+fighting
+his momma <3
+honest people
+vodka
+relaxing
+power
dislikes:
-taking orders
-following others
-ravenclaws
-death eaters
-irrational decisions
-liars
-people who abuse powers
-the ministry
-children
-his father
-bellatrix
strengths:
+cunning
+charming
+powerful
weaknesses:
-kind
-sweet
-emotional
veritaserum:
-thomas has killed many people
-he killed his mother
dementor: the memory of when he was under the imperio curse, in which he killed his mother.
patronus: when he got his first kiss. Patronus- great white shark
sexuality & relationship status: heterosexual, single
I HEARD ONE ON YOU
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father: arthur william leonidas, 65, auror/death eater- deceased
mother: amelia everhart leonidas, 63, auror- deceased
overall history:
My oh my, where to begin? Thomas was born and raised in London, England. He was raised from a pureblood family, which gave him money, power, and fame. The Leonidas family upheld a certain honor, to the slytherin house. Following closely behind the Malfoys, the Leonidas family were made of the utmost respected, wizards and witches of the world. Some have even heard, that they are decedents from Salazar Slytherin himself. Thomas fell into the glory of the family and soon gained power, quicker than any boy at the age of thirteen. Thomas was a celebrity among the crowds of kids, lining up to join the rank of hogwarts fine students.
Thomas excelled in school. In his first year, he was named the seeker of the slytherin team, which only one boy has had the honor of doing in more than a thousand years. As Thomas gained more and more in school, he achieved even more with the people around him. Slytherins, ravenclaws, hufflepuffs, and even some gryffindors, lined up so they could be friends with little Thomas. Over the years, Thomas achieved many things and was known as a powerful figure at hogwarts. In his seventh year at hogwarts, many kids thought that he would go on to become a famous auror. While others believed he could be the next dark lord. All that was too Thomas was talk. He wanted to be a writer. He wanted to travel the world and write of his adventures.
His dreams though, soon became nothing but a faded memory. On the night of his return from graduating from hogwarts, his father revealed he was a death eater and asked Thomas to join him. Revolted, Thomas realized his father was nothing but a liar and a monster. His father, angered and hateful, put his own son on the imperio curse and made him kill his only mother. The only women who truly meant the world to him. The only women he loved. Thomas passed out and awoke in a trial. His own trial. He was frightened for the first time in his life. He yelled and screamed. He pleaded to the men that he didn't kill his mother. He saw his father in the crowd and grew furious. Anger boiled inside him as he saw his father smirk and laugh within the sea of angry wizards and witches. Thomas felt a power grow inside of him. He felt anger and betrayal. He broke the chains and the cage he was within and the council gazed in fear. Thomas looked at his father and yelled "AVADA KADAVRA!"
The room went silent. Thomas gazed and saw his father lie motionless with the sea of diplomats. The sound of screams filled the room and soon the dementors arrived. Thomas watched as the dementors watched young Thomas. They gained in on him and slowly turned around. They did not attack Thomas. They were defending him. Thomas saw the white lights from the wizards, as each and every one of them sent there patronus out to attack the dementors. Thomas knew this was his only time to escape. He breathed in and did the one thing he thought he couldn't do. He disapparated. He found himself back in his house. The silence crept in and made him realize, that he was very much alone. The death eaters made him kill his mother. The ministry certainly wanted him dead as well. He breathed in slowly and saw his reflection. His eyes were jet black. He leaned into the mirror and concentrated. His eyes went back to normal. He gazed around his empty house and wondered what to do next.
Years have passed and the wizarding world is still trying to find Thomas. He's a shadow. He moves in and out of wherever he pleases and no one can stop him. The death eaters are trying to recruit him. The ministry wants him dead. Thomas Mathias Leonidas. Public enemy...Number one.
YOUR GOING TO WISH
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name/alias: pedro C:
gender: dude
age: 19
contact: pm
how you found us: through another site
other characters: hopefully making more t
experience: 10 years
role play sample:Every day after school, Christo worked at his parents shop from five until close. He made no money besides some pocket change from tips, had to stay as late as necessary, and got no days off. This was, his parents decided, the way they were going to keep an eye on him after the little incident he had two and a half years back. This heavy work schedule had never really prevented Christo from doing much. He still snuck out most nights, smoked, drank, and saw whomever he wanted. It wasn’t that he was a bad kid, it was just that he didn't feel much like a kid and hated being treated that way. Despite being barely seventeen, Christo was far more cultured and mature than most adults. However, having to work was punishment. It was unbearably slow, and on most days, Christo found himself sitting on a stool by the register, lazily reading a book. Every now and then, the small bell above the door would chime and he would look up, acknowledging the customer’s presence before he would return back to his novel. As pleasant as it sounded, there were other things that were more appealing to the boy.
As usual, Christo was hunched over a book on his stool. The bell chimed, and he looked up, taking slight notice of the man who had just entered, before returning to reading. His eyes skimmed over the next few words before, he paused, and looked back up again at the man, heart pounding. All he could see was the back of his head, brown hair, slightly unkempt, and the sway of his back that was eerily familiar. Trying not to stare, he looked back at the pages before him, then back up, watching and waiting for the man to move. It couldn’t have been more than a few seconds, but it felt like forever until the other guy turned so that Christo could get a look at his face. The moment he saw his profile, there was no doubt about who the man was. ”Theodore,” the boy whispered to himself. The name hadn’t formed on his tongue since he had said goodbye over the telephone, and as the name broke through his lips, all the memories came flooding back. The way the his hands felt against his face, the smell of coffee on his breath, cigarettes late at night…
His eyes lingered on Teddy far too long for it to be a fleeting glance, so he quickly adverted his eyes. Still shocked, he didn’t know what to do, so he sat there for a few more moments, before looking down at his book and closing it. Next, he unclipped his name tag and slipped it in his pocket, just for good measure. He wasn’t sure if Teddy would recognize him, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted him to. Even though he didn't go by Chris any more, he didn't want the name tag to give him away in case Teddy did not recognize him immediately. Clearing his throat, he rose from the stool and tried to find something to do to busy himself so he wouldn’t be caught staring at the other man and making himself suspiciously. Aimlessly, he moved to the other side of the counter that the register was at and began to reorganize erasers and other small, random things.
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