Post by Regulus Arcturus Black on Mar 29, 2010 16:57:52 GMT -7
STUDENT APPLICATION
Bio:
.Name. Regulus Arcturus Black.
.Gender. Male.
.Age and Year at Hogwarts. 15, 5th year (I had a question about this... It says everywhere else that Regulus was younger than Sirius but on your canon list, it says he's fifteen. Just wondering.)
.Bloodlines. Pureblood.
.Father. Orion Black.
.Mother. Walburga Black.
.Siblings. Sirius Orion Black.
.Residence. 12 Grimmauld Place.
Appearance:
Regulus has the "haughty good looks" that is synonymous with the Black family. He is dark and pale but rather good looking although some might say not as much so as his brother. He is also smaller and slighter than him, which is somewhat of a downer for him.
.Height. Around 5'6". He's small and rather sensitive about it..
.Hair. Black, sort of flippy.
.Eye. Blue.
.Body type. Small and wiry.
.Fashion. Casually elegant. He can be found wearing the latest (and probably most expensive) fashions.
.Any other distingushing features. Regulus is rather pale and he carries himself like royalty.
Personality:
Regulus is the poster boy for Pureblood supremacy. He sincerely believes that if you are not a Pureblood, then you are inferior to him Regulus does not much care for nor value the opinions of others. The only people that matter to him are his parents and even they sometimes do not see eye to eye with their favored son.
Growing up, he took on the beliefs and characteristics his parents felt that their eldest son should have possessed as well. This suited him just perfectly because he soon became the apple of his mother's eyes when it became clear that he held their same beliefs at heart. Regulus is not easily accepting of others and does not give his trust out to just anyone. In fact, he has very few friends and those that he does have, are very close to him. He likes it that way.
Cold and calculating, Regulus knows just how to get what he wants. And he's very good at it. With just the right words, he can have you eating out of the palm of his hand. His boyish good looks and the deceptive innocence of his face have gotten him far. He will do whatever it takes to ensure that he succeeds and that he gets what he wants. Regulus always gets what he wants.
Behind every hard exterior is a warm, fuzzy interior, right? Wrong. Regulus is clever, quick-witted, and talented but he does not have the capability to feel as others do. In fact, he really only has four emotions: anger, hate, bored, and blank. His greatest fear is that he will be hurt if he falls in love so he guards his heart closely.
Regulus likes to play Quidditch. As small and wiry as he is, Seeker is the perfect position for him. He was seemingly born on a broom and has a natural affinity for the game. He is athletic and very fast, both in the air and on his feet.
Reading is a favorite past time of his. Not many people understand his love of reading but then, not many understand his need to excel. He likes to be the best and this involves and awful lot of studying. However, it's not to the point that he might be termed a nerd. Regulus does just enough to retain knowledge and gets by on his intuitive and ingenious brand of studying: he has a photographic memory.
Regulus is good at just about every class he has ever taken, with a particular strength in Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. He has always been good with numbers. His love of Arithmancy led him to excel in Divination, also, even though he prefers the former over the latter. He is not particularly good at History of Magic (he rather thinks history is boring and pointless) and Care of Magical Creatures (which might seem odd since he loves the outdoors but Regulus isn't good with anything living.)
He has the odd habit of messing up his hair in any given situation and then promptly fixing it back up again. Regulus collects newspaper clippings, most recently of the attacks that have been occuring.
Wizard:
Regulus has a wand made of Elm and dragon heartstring that is 10 and 1/2 inches long. His best classes are Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, and Potions. His worst classes are History of Magic and Care of Magical Creatures. He has a black cat named Boötes.
.History of character. (hp-lexicon.org and harrypotter.wikia.com)
Regulus Arcturus Black was born in 1961 to Orion and Walburga Black. He was the prodigal son, having the same type of ideals and beliefs as his parents. They admired him for his loyalty to his family and their traditions. When his brother was Sorted into Gryffindor and became the black sheep of the family, Regulus knew that he would be expected to do what must be done. He politely requested of the Sorting Hat that he be placed in Slytherin when it suggested that Ravenclaw would be a splendid place for him.
He was never particularly close to his brother as he did not share the same beliefs and principles as he did. However, Regulus did not hate him and in fact held a bit of respect for him. Sirius had managed a form of rebellion that he himself would have never dreamed of. It went against his nature, his beliefs, and his determination to be everything his parents wanted of him.
Regulus was closer to his cousins Narcissa and Bellatrix than anyone else in his immediate family. They shared the same type of outlook as he did and he greatly admired them. He also felt more than a little protective of them (even though he really didn't need to be) because they did not have any male siblings. Andromeda was closer to Sirius and Regulus rather thought that she would end up being blasted off the family tree (he was right, of course.)
He did well in school and gained a small group of friends. However, he wasn't very well liked outside of Slytherin mainly due to his brother, Sirius, whom everyone practically worships. Regulus detests Hufflepuffs and most Gryffindors. Ravenclaws are alright in his book.
SAMPLE POST
Regulus Arcturus Black was at his wits end. There seemed to be a never ending pile of homework and everyday more and more was being added to it. It was official; by the end of the year, he would need committed. Getting up, he stretched lightly and proceeded to stalk out of the common room. He needed to get away.
There was a mass of giggling first and second years in the Entrance Hall that he ignored, brushing pass them on his way out the door. His destination was the Black Lake; the most beautiful spot on the grounds, in his opinion. To him, nothing was better than the smell of the earth and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. Regulus was momentarily hesitant when he noticed his brother and his friends lurking near the edge of the Lake. Squaring his shoulders, he approached one of the trees off a ways determinately.
"Of course Sirius would be here today of all days. He always has the habit of showing up where I don't want him to be," he mumbled grouchily to himself.
It seemed as if Sirius had caught sight of him. Regulus glowered at his brother as he waved cheerfully at him and tried to ignore him. He wasn’t very successful, however, as his slightly taller and heavier brother walked towards him. Once again, Regulus found himself feeling envious of his brother and his apparent self-assuredness that he would never be able to obtain.
“I don’t understand why he has to be so bloody perfect. Well, not completely perfect anyways,” he amended with some satisfaction.
Sirius Orion Black would never be one hundred percent the type of perfection his parents so desired. Regulus knew that he was a hopeless cause but he always found himself more than a little upset that Sirius has turned out the way he had. Merlin knew that he would have loved the company. Now, seeing him with his friends, Regulus realized that the two were still very different and that likely would never change.
PASSWORDS: lemon drops, hedwig, Juno.
Bio:
.Name. Regulus Arcturus Black.
.Gender. Male.
.Age and Year at Hogwarts. 15, 5th year (I had a question about this... It says everywhere else that Regulus was younger than Sirius but on your canon list, it says he's fifteen. Just wondering.)
.Bloodlines. Pureblood.
.Father. Orion Black.
.Mother. Walburga Black.
.Siblings. Sirius Orion Black.
.Residence. 12 Grimmauld Place.
Appearance:
Regulus has the "haughty good looks" that is synonymous with the Black family. He is dark and pale but rather good looking although some might say not as much so as his brother. He is also smaller and slighter than him, which is somewhat of a downer for him.
.Height. Around 5'6". He's small and rather sensitive about it..
.Hair. Black, sort of flippy.
.Eye. Blue.
.Body type. Small and wiry.
.Fashion. Casually elegant. He can be found wearing the latest (and probably most expensive) fashions.
.Any other distingushing features. Regulus is rather pale and he carries himself like royalty.
Personality:
Regulus is the poster boy for Pureblood supremacy. He sincerely believes that if you are not a Pureblood, then you are inferior to him Regulus does not much care for nor value the opinions of others. The only people that matter to him are his parents and even they sometimes do not see eye to eye with their favored son.
Growing up, he took on the beliefs and characteristics his parents felt that their eldest son should have possessed as well. This suited him just perfectly because he soon became the apple of his mother's eyes when it became clear that he held their same beliefs at heart. Regulus is not easily accepting of others and does not give his trust out to just anyone. In fact, he has very few friends and those that he does have, are very close to him. He likes it that way.
Cold and calculating, Regulus knows just how to get what he wants. And he's very good at it. With just the right words, he can have you eating out of the palm of his hand. His boyish good looks and the deceptive innocence of his face have gotten him far. He will do whatever it takes to ensure that he succeeds and that he gets what he wants. Regulus always gets what he wants.
Behind every hard exterior is a warm, fuzzy interior, right? Wrong. Regulus is clever, quick-witted, and talented but he does not have the capability to feel as others do. In fact, he really only has four emotions: anger, hate, bored, and blank. His greatest fear is that he will be hurt if he falls in love so he guards his heart closely.
Regulus likes to play Quidditch. As small and wiry as he is, Seeker is the perfect position for him. He was seemingly born on a broom and has a natural affinity for the game. He is athletic and very fast, both in the air and on his feet.
Reading is a favorite past time of his. Not many people understand his love of reading but then, not many understand his need to excel. He likes to be the best and this involves and awful lot of studying. However, it's not to the point that he might be termed a nerd. Regulus does just enough to retain knowledge and gets by on his intuitive and ingenious brand of studying: he has a photographic memory.
Regulus is good at just about every class he has ever taken, with a particular strength in Arithmancy and Ancient Runes. He has always been good with numbers. His love of Arithmancy led him to excel in Divination, also, even though he prefers the former over the latter. He is not particularly good at History of Magic (he rather thinks history is boring and pointless) and Care of Magical Creatures (which might seem odd since he loves the outdoors but Regulus isn't good with anything living.)
He has the odd habit of messing up his hair in any given situation and then promptly fixing it back up again. Regulus collects newspaper clippings, most recently of the attacks that have been occuring.
Wizard:
Regulus has a wand made of Elm and dragon heartstring that is 10 and 1/2 inches long. His best classes are Arithmancy, Ancient Runes, Charms, DADA, Transfiguration, and Potions. His worst classes are History of Magic and Care of Magical Creatures. He has a black cat named Boötes.
.History of character. (hp-lexicon.org and harrypotter.wikia.com)
Regulus Arcturus Black was born in 1961 to Orion and Walburga Black. He was the prodigal son, having the same type of ideals and beliefs as his parents. They admired him for his loyalty to his family and their traditions. When his brother was Sorted into Gryffindor and became the black sheep of the family, Regulus knew that he would be expected to do what must be done. He politely requested of the Sorting Hat that he be placed in Slytherin when it suggested that Ravenclaw would be a splendid place for him.
He was never particularly close to his brother as he did not share the same beliefs and principles as he did. However, Regulus did not hate him and in fact held a bit of respect for him. Sirius had managed a form of rebellion that he himself would have never dreamed of. It went against his nature, his beliefs, and his determination to be everything his parents wanted of him.
Regulus was closer to his cousins Narcissa and Bellatrix than anyone else in his immediate family. They shared the same type of outlook as he did and he greatly admired them. He also felt more than a little protective of them (even though he really didn't need to be) because they did not have any male siblings. Andromeda was closer to Sirius and Regulus rather thought that she would end up being blasted off the family tree (he was right, of course.)
He did well in school and gained a small group of friends. However, he wasn't very well liked outside of Slytherin mainly due to his brother, Sirius, whom everyone practically worships. Regulus detests Hufflepuffs and most Gryffindors. Ravenclaws are alright in his book.
SAMPLE POST
Regulus Arcturus Black was at his wits end. There seemed to be a never ending pile of homework and everyday more and more was being added to it. It was official; by the end of the year, he would need committed. Getting up, he stretched lightly and proceeded to stalk out of the common room. He needed to get away.
There was a mass of giggling first and second years in the Entrance Hall that he ignored, brushing pass them on his way out the door. His destination was the Black Lake; the most beautiful spot on the grounds, in his opinion. To him, nothing was better than the smell of the earth and the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. Regulus was momentarily hesitant when he noticed his brother and his friends lurking near the edge of the Lake. Squaring his shoulders, he approached one of the trees off a ways determinately.
"Of course Sirius would be here today of all days. He always has the habit of showing up where I don't want him to be," he mumbled grouchily to himself.
It seemed as if Sirius had caught sight of him. Regulus glowered at his brother as he waved cheerfully at him and tried to ignore him. He wasn’t very successful, however, as his slightly taller and heavier brother walked towards him. Once again, Regulus found himself feeling envious of his brother and his apparent self-assuredness that he would never be able to obtain.
“I don’t understand why he has to be so bloody perfect. Well, not completely perfect anyways,” he amended with some satisfaction.
Sirius Orion Black would never be one hundred percent the type of perfection his parents so desired. Regulus knew that he was a hopeless cause but he always found himself more than a little upset that Sirius has turned out the way he had. Merlin knew that he would have loved the company. Now, seeing him with his friends, Regulus realized that the two were still very different and that likely would never change.
PASSWORDS: lemon drops, hedwig, Juno.