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OOC Information
Name: Lawrence
Email: porkyporkyporks@yahoo.com
AIM/MSN: AIM: elporksio
Time Zone: PST (West Coast US) = GMT-8
Previous Experience: I haven’t RPed for a long time, but here’s a link of my most recent RP log: http://community.livejournal.com/vxs_logs/4085.html
IC Information
Name: Alecto Carrow
Former House: Slytherin. 1979-1985
Age: 33
Birthday: March 2nd, 1968
PB Choice: Rose McGowan
Wand: Ash, 12 inches, Inflexible, Mermaid Hair Core
Bloodline: Pure Blood
Family Members: Arien and Artemisia Carrow (parents) and Amycus Carrow (brother)
Owl/Pets/Familiars: None.
Place of Birth/Current Residence: A wizarding village called Orchard Portman/A house in London.
Patronus: A black widow should the need arise.
Boggart: Her cell in Azkaban.
Mirror of Erised: Complete dominion over Hogwarts.
Political View: Muggles are worthless and should be treated as such.
Allegiance: Death Eater
Sexuality: Pansexual. She does not care about gender, only beauty.
Personality:
Though underestimated by some, Alecto Carrow is still respected by most. She is somewhat loquacious, and she has a way of easily making people feel inferior to her, but she could make them feel honor just as easily. On a regular basis, she is not cruel to others, but she does have her moments when she snaps completely, often during a battle. When she is pushed way past her limit, she becomes a force that many would not like to face. She is also a naturally curious woman. When she finds something unusual, she investigates it without hesitation. This is due to the lack of answers to her questions when she was a child. She resorted to books for answers instead, and soon began discovering answers without anyone's assistance.
At her core, she is a very affectionate woman, and when she loves, she loves with all her heart. Whenever she finds herself adoring something, or someone, she would tirelessly seek it. She also becomes attached to anything that excites her personality, and will cling to it. One example is her baby doll. She carried it around from her home to her school, then from her school to her home where she currently resides.
She exudes a simple form of sexuality; the way she sits on high places often causes her legs to dangle and the way she leans forward without concern for any peeks that anybody might take. This is due to her beauty. She had been pampered relentlessly by her mother as a child and the result was her simple beauty. But she is in no way loose, just a tad ignorant; unaware that her carefree nature is somehow taboo.
History:
Alecto Carrow was the second child of Arien and Artemisia Carrow, and immediately became her mother's favorite plaything. Artemisia had always wanted a daughter, and when she found out Alecto's gender, she was the happiest woman in the world. As soon as she was conceived, she rounded up clothes and toys and other things that baby girls would enjoy. Artemisia was always there for her daughter and did her best to keep her out of danger. This affection was later translated in her grooming. Every morning she would brush Alecto's hair, which Alecto still does to this day.
Her brother, Amycus, was her best friend and her loyal companion. They played together daily, running off to the woods that surrounded their village and investigating wildlife. Eventhough they had moments where they argue, they got along pretty well, and Amycus was soon the most influential person in her life. When she turned eleven, Alecto was sent to Hogwarts, like all the other children. Upon arrival, she was sorted into the house of Slytherin. She was friendly, but she didn't socialize very well and most of her peers viewed her curiosity as peculiar. That, and the fact that she brought her baby doll to school, made her the subject of jokes during her first year and some years to come. But she was never an outcast. She accumulated a handful of friends over the years.
After meeting the requirements of her courses during the seven years she studied in Hogwarts, she graduated. With help from her parents, she found a place in London and moved there altogether. She secured a job in St. Mungo's, but not as a healer. Since her grades did not meet the requirements for the program, she was offered a job as an orderly, though she was appointed in the morgue. After a while, she began to like spending her days with cadavers. When she noticed Amycus acting strange around her after some years, her curious nature urged her to investigate. That was when she found out that her brother swore his alliance to Lord Voldemort as a Death Eater. Amycus asked her to join him, and soon after, once she was encouraged enough, she joined him and became one of the few Death Eaters in Voldemort's command.
After the assault on Hogwarts, she and her brother took over under the leadership of the new headmistress, Dolores Umbridge. Alecto took over the "Muggle Studies" post and completely inversed the purpose of the subject. Instead of teaching the students equality over muggles, she tells them that they are worthless and disgusting, and should be treated as such. They are now the law enforcers of Hogwarts, and they punish whoever defies them either by bullying or torturing them with all kinds of spells; the most often curse they used was the Cruciatus curse. Sometimes they order the students to torture the rebels, leaving their mark as the dictators of the school that was once a sanctuary for all types of witches and wizards.
First-Person Sample:
You stay right where you are! What do you have in your hands? Show it to me!
Ah, what's this? A note, is it? let's see what's inside.
So, you were planning on playing a little prank on me, now were you? That old ugly witch Alecto should get what she deserves, am I right? Well, here's a little lesson for you, you filthy little maggot. Come anywhere near me with anything suspicious and you won't be seeing the light of day ever again, you hear? You little brat. Listen to me and listen to me good. Why even bother going to school? No one's going to accept you anyway. You want to know why? Because you're a mudblood. And mudbloods are worth less than nothing. You mudbloods are carbuncles on the face of the wizarding world. If I can wipe out all of you, I will. And I will find a way to do just that, you hear me? If I can't do it all at once, then I'll start one by one! Crucio!
Third-Person Sample:
She hummed a little tune to herself as she brushed her black hair tenderly. Her mother used to do this when she was a child and she adopted the habit. Now, this was a morning ritual for her. She placed the brush on the table with the bristles pointed upward and looked at herself in the mirror. Her pale face was in contrast with her hair, and this gave her an ethereal look but at the same time eerie. She picked up the red lipstick next to the brush without even looking at it and twisted it until the red pillar became visible. She brushed the tip on her lips until there was not trace of pink left. She smacked her lips together just to make sure the lipstick was properly distributed and proceeded to curl her eyelashes.
With her preparations done, she grabbed her wand that was lying on her bed and gave it a little flick to make sure it was working perfectly. A spark flew out of the tip and quickly dissipated before making contact with the floor. She smiled and walked over to the door, which, with the help of her wand, opened itself to save her the trouble.
Hey, Gomer Pyle!: I think you mean Barney Fife.
If you think there's anything you would like me to change, please tell me and I will make the proper changes.
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