Post by Bellatrix "Lamb" Lestrange II on Sept 14, 2007 22:48:38 GMT -5
name:
Bellatrix Annabella Sarka Lestrange II
nickname:
Bella, Sark, Lamb, Strange, Lestrange, Anna, Anne
age:
17
blood:
Pure and proud.
year at hogwarts:
7
house: (list from house you want most to house you want least)
Slytherin Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Gryffindor
personality:
Much like her mothers. Irritable, angry, reckless, giggley, and a bit insane. Very 'I'm better than you'. Bitter, and hateful. Believes she and a select few are the only 'true Slytherins' Frightful, and plays it well. Though because she is rather pretty, she does get attention. Though most of the time she ends up hexing that person.
likes:
Anything dark and twisted. She enjoys the muggle style goth because it catches a rise from the people around her. The 'death' of Harry Potter. Salazar Slytherin. Lord Voldemort.
dislikes:
Muggles, Harry Potter, Harry Potters gang, followers of Harry potter
strengths:
Potions, anything with the Dark Arts, transfiguration flying.
weaknesses:
Muggle studies, bits and parts of herbology. Though she'll never admit any weakness. Just like her mother.
physical appearance: (description and or photo)
history: (at least 1 paragraph)
Bellatrix II is the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange and Rudolphus Lestrange. Bellatrix II or Lamb as she is nicknamed is just as sick and twisted as her family. She was raised in teh presence of the Dark Lord. Bellatrix[mother] made sure that her daughter was close to the man she adored more than life itself. Lord Voldemort taught her how to kill, torture, and use the imperius curse. From there she trained with Death Eaters, and family of course. Very talented like her mother.
family:
Cousin to Blacks, and to Malfoys. Decendent of Lestrange. Mother = Bellatrix Black [Lestrange] Father = Rudolphus Lestrange
rp sample: (at lease one paragraph)
"Lestrange!" A tall Slytherin boy called out to the green haired sixth year. "I have a name." She cooed to him, staring up at him from her short frame. "Yes, but you have so many I don't know what to call you." He said with a cocky grin. Bella chuckled. "Your chums call me Strange.." She said with a cocked drawn brow. "Oh but I would call you something else." He replied with a half grin. "Would you now?" She asked with a returning grin. "And what would that be?" She questioned. The tall Slytherin, Kyle, took hold of a strand of her hair. He felt the silk like strands before letting them drop. Lightly, he draped his hand below her chin. "I would call you my girlfriend." He stated cooly. Bella raised a brow. "Is that so?.." "Yes." He replied bluntly. Bellatrix pushed herself closer to him, her lips a centimeter away from his. "And you know what I'd call you?" She asked with a snide grin. Kyle sighed heavily, "Boyfriend?" He asked. Bella grinned once more. 'how sad..' She thought to herself. She placed her hand on the back of his head, as if lovingly. "Crucio." She whispered, her wand pointed at his gut.
Kyle fell to the ground in seconds, screaming out in pain. "Dream on, Douglas." She mumbled walking away. Kyle stood, slowly as he watched Lestrange saunter off. She just rejected him.. If front of all his friend. Kyle Douglas... Anger pulsed through his veins as he yanked out his wand. "I'll teach you, Lestrange.." He mumbled running up behind her. Bella turned in time to shield his curse. "Pathetic." She siad with a chuckle. "Crucio!" She called out, and he fell to the ground once more. "You can't play with the big kids, Blood Traitor." She snapped, at his crumpled figure. Bella growled to herself, kicking him in the ribs. "Next time.. I'll just kill you." She said happily. "So like a Lestrange.." He growled. "All of you, murderers..." He called at her, as she walked away. "All of you slaves to him" He screamed at her. Bella turned on her heel, under her breath she mumbled a litte curse. One she had learned from a person she considered a friend. Well, somewhat. Immediatly Kyles lips were sewn shut, and she grinned. "Keep those lips shut... Or they'll get you into trouble."
Bellatrix Annabella Sarka Lestrange II
nickname:
Bella, Sark, Lamb, Strange, Lestrange, Anna, Anne
age:
17
blood:
Pure and proud.
year at hogwarts:
7
house: (list from house you want most to house you want least)
Slytherin Ravenclaw Hufflepuff Gryffindor
personality:
Much like her mothers. Irritable, angry, reckless, giggley, and a bit insane. Very 'I'm better than you'. Bitter, and hateful. Believes she and a select few are the only 'true Slytherins' Frightful, and plays it well. Though because she is rather pretty, she does get attention. Though most of the time she ends up hexing that person.
likes:
Anything dark and twisted. She enjoys the muggle style goth because it catches a rise from the people around her. The 'death' of Harry Potter. Salazar Slytherin. Lord Voldemort.
dislikes:
Muggles, Harry Potter, Harry Potters gang, followers of Harry potter
strengths:
Potions, anything with the Dark Arts, transfiguration flying.
weaknesses:
Muggle studies, bits and parts of herbology. Though she'll never admit any weakness. Just like her mother.
physical appearance: (description and or photo)
history: (at least 1 paragraph)
Bellatrix II is the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange and Rudolphus Lestrange. Bellatrix II or Lamb as she is nicknamed is just as sick and twisted as her family. She was raised in teh presence of the Dark Lord. Bellatrix[mother] made sure that her daughter was close to the man she adored more than life itself. Lord Voldemort taught her how to kill, torture, and use the imperius curse. From there she trained with Death Eaters, and family of course. Very talented like her mother.
family:
Cousin to Blacks, and to Malfoys. Decendent of Lestrange. Mother = Bellatrix Black [Lestrange] Father = Rudolphus Lestrange
rp sample: (at lease one paragraph)
"Lestrange!" A tall Slytherin boy called out to the green haired sixth year. "I have a name." She cooed to him, staring up at him from her short frame. "Yes, but you have so many I don't know what to call you." He said with a cocky grin. Bella chuckled. "Your chums call me Strange.." She said with a cocked drawn brow. "Oh but I would call you something else." He replied with a half grin. "Would you now?" She asked with a returning grin. "And what would that be?" She questioned. The tall Slytherin, Kyle, took hold of a strand of her hair. He felt the silk like strands before letting them drop. Lightly, he draped his hand below her chin. "I would call you my girlfriend." He stated cooly. Bella raised a brow. "Is that so?.." "Yes." He replied bluntly. Bellatrix pushed herself closer to him, her lips a centimeter away from his. "And you know what I'd call you?" She asked with a snide grin. Kyle sighed heavily, "Boyfriend?" He asked. Bella grinned once more. 'how sad..' She thought to herself. She placed her hand on the back of his head, as if lovingly. "Crucio." She whispered, her wand pointed at his gut.
Kyle fell to the ground in seconds, screaming out in pain. "Dream on, Douglas." She mumbled walking away. Kyle stood, slowly as he watched Lestrange saunter off. She just rejected him.. If front of all his friend. Kyle Douglas... Anger pulsed through his veins as he yanked out his wand. "I'll teach you, Lestrange.." He mumbled running up behind her. Bella turned in time to shield his curse. "Pathetic." She siad with a chuckle. "Crucio!" She called out, and he fell to the ground once more. "You can't play with the big kids, Blood Traitor." She snapped, at his crumpled figure. Bella growled to herself, kicking him in the ribs. "Next time.. I'll just kill you." She said happily. "So like a Lestrange.." He growled. "All of you, murderers..." He called at her, as she walked away. "All of you slaves to him" He screamed at her. Bella turned on her heel, under her breath she mumbled a litte curse. One she had learned from a person she considered a friend. Well, somewhat. Immediatly Kyles lips were sewn shut, and she grinned. "Keep those lips shut... Or they'll get you into trouble."
