Black, Bellatrix Ariadne

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BELLATRIXARIADNEBLACK ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
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( FULL NAME ) : Bellatrix, Ariadne, Black.
( NICKNAMES ) : Bella - Just something that Cissy (Narcissa) calls me
( SEX ) : Female
( BLOOD TYPE ) : Pure-blood
( AGE & DOB ) : 19 & 13 October
( YEAR ) :
( HOUSE ) : Slytherin
( AFFILIATION ) : Death Eater
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : Heterosexual
( PassWORD ) : P-Admin Edit-
( WAND ) : 12¾" walnut, with a dragon heartstring core

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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
• the personality • the personality • the personality •
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( LIKES ) :
-Killing
-Messing with people
-Being Alone
-Drama
-Voldemort
( DISLIKES ) :
-Do gooders
-Anything less than pure blood
-Magical Creatures
-Sirius Black
-Sunlight
( STRENGTHS ) :
-Capturing/Killing people
-Deceiving others
-Wand to Wand Combat
( WEAKNESSES ) :
-Although she wouldn't admit it aloud, Rodolphus
-Voldemort
-Dark Arts
( RIDDIKULUS! ) :
-Fear of Death, just like her Lord
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) :
-Killing her first victim and becoming a Death Eater
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) :
-Andromeda falling for Theodore Tonks and her relaying it to her. Such a shame and a waste of beauty.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) :
-To become the most feared witch of her time
( PET PEEVES ) :
-Constant Chattering
-Happiness
-Joyful Couples
( KEYWORDS ) :
Cruel - Bellatrix is cruel to her very core, not taking no for an answer. She goes to any means to get her way and will do whatever it takes to achieve them, even if it means hurting someone else in the process. Her words are biting, most literally so. She cares not for other people's feelings, no matter how harsh she seems to be.
Insane -Due to the fact that she is rather obsessed with the Dark Arts, she wastes no time in trying out the Unforgivable Curses. Her favorite is the Cruciatus Curse, which she uses whenever she can. The fact that she enjoys the pain and blood of others coincides to her unstable mind. Her obsession with Voldemort, her sweet Dark Lord also suggests the unbalance in her brain.
Elegant - Although brutal, Bellatrix is still able to keep an amount of poise to herself. Whenever in a battle, she has her back straightened and her face beautifully poised. She wears black colors normally, but they are hardly ever ratty due to her fashionable upbringing.
Sadist - Bellatrix takes pleasure in the pain of others, reveling in it until it is far too late to bring her back to her senses. With the Cruciatus Curse, she can go for at least an hour of watching someone writhe in agony and feel nothing but pleasure from it.
Agile - Bellatrix, being very skilled at close combat dueling, is very adept at dodging spells and blocking them. But, that's only if they can be blocked. If she realizes what the spell is if it is thought, then she will dodge it if it is not blockable, or at least try to by any means.

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"DID YOU LIKE QUESTION TEN, MOONY?"
"LOVED IT. 'GIVE FIVE SIGNS THAT IDENTIFY THE WEREWOLF.'"
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( HAIR ) : Bellatrix's hair is long and black. It is usually straight, but it can come by as wavy on certain days. It is very like her personality, and she would do nothing to change it. It is especially unkempt on certain days, but sometimes she does try to make it look presentable.
( EYES ) : Her eyes are a silver, with a slight bluish tint to them, however. The fact that they're extremely colorless displays the morbidity of her nature and the slight darkness she portrays in extreme amounts. They're oval-like in shape. Bellatrix thinks that they're her best feature overall, especially because of the cruelty that shines through them.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : Her chin is very pointed and her face is skeletal yet oval-like. She has very pronounced cheeks, giving her the appearance of class. Her lips are rather thin, but they have a fullness that keeps them alluring in their upturned cruelty. They're usually curved into a smirk, which hardly ever leaves her face.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : Bellatrix is very thin and lanky. She has curves, but not much to boast about. She's about five feet seven inches, pretty average height. She's not very muscular, but she is adept at dodging, so she keeps herself in enough shape to fight well and win.
( ATTIRE ) : Bellatrix usually dresses herself in black clothing, like dresses and long skirts. But, sometimes, she wears other dark colors like maroon, purple, or navy. She prefers black, though. It's her favorite. Her clothes are usually fashionable, even if they are considerably dark. She also likes fingerless black lace gloves.
( SUMMARY ) : Bellatrix is a woman of darkness. Her long black hair, black clothing, and black nature portray this quite obviously. She has porcelain skin with striking silver eyes. Her body is almost unnaturally thin, a little on the concave side, despite her excellent posture. Although thin, she is exceptionally gaunt in the face, due to the pointed structure of it and extremely noticeable cheekbones. Her nails are kept extra long for she feels it gives off the look of elegance as well as danger.
( PLAY-BY ) : Taylor Warren

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"DOESN'T YOUR DAD LIKE MAGIC?"
"HE DOESN'T LIKE ANYTHING, MUCH."
• the history • the history • the history •
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( PARENTS ) : Cygnus and Druella Black. Bellatrix is very like-minded with her parents for they consider Voldemor to be in his right mind. They feel that pure bloods are the better race, and would like to see to it that all muggles and muggle borns are disposed of. She isn't what one would call 'close' to her parents. They are pleasant towards each other, but they fear Bellatrix. They stay out of her way, ever since she was a child.
( SIBLINGS ) :
-Andromeda Black
-Seventeen, Seventh Year, Slytherin
-Bellatrix is disgusted with her, due to the relationship between her and a muggleborn, despite her adamant protests against this union
-Narcissa Black
-Fifteen, Fifth Year, Slytherin
-Bellatrix would call Cissy her closest thing to a confidante that there could ever be. If there was anyone that knew Bellatrix, if at all, it would be Narcissa.
( OTHERS ) :
-Related to Sirius and Regulus Black, although she denies being in the same family as Sirius, thinking him a blood traitor after being sorted into Slytherin. Especially with his decision to defy everything his family stood for.
( HISTORY ) :Bellatrix grew up in a family of extreme wealth and snobbery. At a young age, she found ways to be alone and away from her parents, thriving off of the silence, and even going a little insane from the lack of communication between her and her parents. When Andromeda was born, Bellatrix became very close to her, but things started to change when their personalities grew to be so different. Bellatrix was destructive and uncontrolled while Andromeda was the perfect little angel. Bellatrix was furious at this and became even more dark than she already was, always finding ways to ridicule and embarrass Andromeda in the cruelest of ways. Sometimes she even ruined her own dolls and blamed it on Andromeda. She did everything she could to show that she was better.

Then, Narcissa was born. Bellatrix thought she would be just like Andromeda, but was glad that as they grew older, they became the best of friends. Although Narcissa wasn't quite as cruel as Bellatrix, she always found a way to keep her level-headed, if it was possible. Narcissa could be mean if she wanted to, as well, so she had more fun being around her than Andromeda. When Bellatrix got to Hogwarts, she became fascinated with the subject of the Dark Arts, finding it hightly interesting. She learned of Voldemort and sought him out along with a few friends she had met along the way, including Lucius Malfoy and Rodolphus Lestrange.

Although she and Rodolphus were pure-blooded and there were rumors of them being betrothed to one another, Bellatrix is still unsure if she will ever love him. Sure, she thinks he's attractive and she knows she has no choice in the matter if it's based on her parents' decision, but she wants to be able to have at least a little bit of affection for the guy. She has found that in some moments, she finds him quite irresistible, but she is usually cruel and relentless towards him just like she is with everyone else.

After graduating from Hogwarts, she became a full on Death Eater, doing everything that she could to prove to the Dark Lord that she was faithful. She has killed and tortured many innocent souls, but to her mind they are nothing but foul wastes of flesh and bone. Her desire is for Voldemort to become the most powerful Lord ever to have been made and she wishes to aid him in this goal. For she would give him her soul if it was necessary.

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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : Cait
( AGE ) : 17
( EXPERIENCE ) : About Two or Three years
( CONTACT INFO ) : yim: [e-mail] (I think)
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : UH. I searched forever for a Marauder's Era that was pretty active, new, and had Bellatrix open. This was the one I came up with. It was all in one night, so I can't really remember. >.<
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : can be of any quality or quantity, and from any site genre you wish.

Nerezza was furious on this auspicious Saturday afternoon. She hadn't seen Devin in at least a week and no one was talking to her. The guards feared her too much and she had no Damien to calm her nerves. She stomped down the hallways with her black pumps, pushing roughly past men in white coats and also the guards. She came upon a rather crowded area and her eyes flashed onyx. "OUT OF MY WAY!" she snarled, her voice like venom as it erupted throughout the corridor, bounding off of the white walls with fear. The people scattered away and she found a guard that seemed to have not heard her. She grabbed him by the collar and turned his face to hers. Her emeralds gazed deeply into his and she caressed his face before whispering, "Didn't you hear? The chaos has arrived." She giggled madly before throwing him to the side, laughing as his body crunched painfully against the wall.

The smile faded from her lips, replaced with a frown as she continued down the hallway, her face that of determination. Her short white dress trembled with the anger of its master, rippling with her curves and destruction. Her black hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail, loose strands falling elegantly around her face. She was not to be defied today. But, the one person that would defy her, despite how angry Nerezza was, would be Chase. The fox always found a reason to negate everything she had lived by, so why should it be any different in this moment?

With a smirk, Nerezza came upon the door to the Fox's room. When she kicked the door open after punching in the password, she glared heatedly at the guards. "GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" Obviously not wanting to be in the path of this Dragon when she was out for blood, they all ran out of them room, some even trampling each other. But, one didn't make it out. When he accidentally tripped, Nerezza grinned ruthlessly. She slammed the door shut and then turned to face him, eyes like cold fire. With a softness that was deceiving to its core, Nerezza moved towards him, pulled him up to his feet and then stared straight into his eyes. Then, she threw him into the wall, clasping her hand around his throat to keep him in place. Yanking her dagger out of the strap of her stiletto she slashed his chest, smiling as he screamed. The crimson liquid flew into the air, splashing against the floor and her white dress. She shook with pleasure and then took a slice at his cheek. Without hesitating, she moved her mouth to his face and licked the blood clean off of it. Her eyes rolled back in her head at the taste. "How unlucky for someone so delicious to be cut short of a life so pathetic." He begged her and pleaded with her to spare him and she simply smiled. Then, he screamed that he would do anything.

Nerezza grinned, moving her tongue along his jaw as the blood dripped farther down his face. "Mmm," she moaned, the sound wicked in its volume. She moved her face so that it was straight in front of his and whispered, "When are you going to learn that you cannot make a deal with chaos? There is no deal, you pathetic man! DON'T YOU REALIZE THAT I'VE ALREADY WON? YOUR FEAR IS PORTRAYING YOUR DEATH." She giggled silkily. She moved her hand away from his throat, placing the dagger there instead. She fluttered her lashes and whispered, "I can see me in your eyes, you know. I'm glad that I was the last thing you got to see." Without a second thought, she slew the knife across the skin on his throat, giggling as the blood splattered out of it and onto her body and partially onto her face.

Dropping the body to the ground, she turned to Chase. Crimson dripped from her caramel face, giving in the appearance of a bloody monster. But, there was still a kind of beauty that lay beneath. It wasn't much, but it could hold people sane enough to think that she would actually spare them. She only spared people based on what Devin wanted. Nothing else mattered. Not even her sanity. Moving her tongue along the blade of her dagger, she leaned closer to Chase, watching her with emerald eyes. "I thought I'd come by to add some more art to you." She grinned. "After all, you haven't had enough of my work displayed on you quite yet. Maybe then you'll lose your hope." With the skill of a swordsman, she twirled the blade in her fingers before slashing it through the air right in front of Chase's face. The tip ran along her cheek, not enough to scar, but just enough to hurt for more than a few days. Nerezza laughed crazily, her giggle rebounding off the walls as she watched the blood come to the surface and shine its crimson glow.

"Did you like the show?" she whispered. "I did it for you, you know. Did you doubt I would kill him? Just like he did?" She giggled. Her heart pummeled in her chest, threatening to burst with the excitement of her slaughtering..

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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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heyyy. this application was made by salinaa! of caution 2.0.
don't steal or she'll come to you in the middle of the night and
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