Post by Lord Voldemort on Apr 11, 2008 6:15:44 GMT 8
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Full Name: Lord Voldemort
Nickname/s: Dark Lord, My Lord, Tom Marvolo Riddle, He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, You-Know-Who
Age: Around 81 ish like, early eighties
Blood: Half-Blood
Gender: Male
Loyalty: Erm...well...myself
Favorite Subject/s: Dark Arts
Wand: (wood, length, core) Yew, 13 ½" long, Phoenix Feather tail
Personality: (strengths & weaknesses) His greatest weakness is death of himself, and never knowing love or friendship. He excels well in all types of magic that he has studied that should never be meddled with for example; Parseltongue and Legilimens (often his pleasure to break into his servants minds), creation of Horcruxes, and Dark Magic.
Voldemort is a very merciliess Lord and rarely forgives his followers mistakes (certainly doesnt let them slip by without punishment) that they intend to make by their sheer humaness. He is power hungry, dark and dangerous, and always comes first in his servants needs. He has no heart and is always cold, but certainly has a soul hidden with in his precious artifacts and object.
History: (two paragraphs min) After leaving Hogwarts in 1945, Riddle surprised everyone by working at a dark magic shop named Borgin and Burkes on Knockturn Alley. His job there was to ferret out items of value and obtain them at the lowest price possible. He was very good at this, but he abruptly left this job and disappeared after he killed Hepzibah Smith for a gold locket that belonged to Slytherin, and the gold cup that belonged to Helga Hufflepuff (HBP20).
Riddle disappeared for over ten years. During this time he "traveled far and wide ... sank so deeply into the Dark Arts," "consorted with the very worst" witches and wizards, and "underwent so many dangerous, magical transformations" in his quest for power and immortality. When he returned he was known as “Lord Voldemort.”
By the early 1970s, Voldemort had a growing legion of thuggish followers he called “Death Eaters,” and he was so fearsome that few dared speak his name. Few people realized he was the same handsome and brilliant boy who had been so accomplished and well liked at Hogwarts. In addition to his Death Eaters, Voldemort formed alliances with dark creatures such as werewolves and dementors; he also controlled armies of Inferi (animated corpses).
Many of the witches and wizards who joined him came for a share of the power he offered, but increasingly many joined his following out of fear of reprisal. "The years of Voldemort's ascent to power were marked with disappearances," and increasingly open violence.
Each Death Eater bore a sign, the Dark Mark, a skull with a serpent protruding from its mouth like a tongue, burned into his or her left inner forearm by the "Dark Lord"; when they had killed, Death Eaters would send the same sign into the air, comprised of emerald stars blazing in a haze of greenish smoke, causing terror when it was seen.
Voldemort’s first reign of terror lasted eleven years. During this time, Voldemort and his minions attacked anyone who resisted or who defended the rights of Muggles and Muggle-born wizards, and marked the gruesome scenes of torture and murder with the Dark Mark lest anyone else think to stand in their way. Whole families were wiped out and many others went into hiding.
Overwhelmed by reports of deaths, disappearances, and torture in an atmosphere of terror, Bartemius Crouch, then Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, authorized Aurors to use the Unforgivable Curses against suspects, empowered them to kill rather than capture, and some suspects were handed to the dementors without trial. Still, the Ministry could not cope with the situation, so Albus Dumbledore began organizing the resistance, creating the group that became known as The Order of the Phoenix (OP6, 9).
The Order was frightfully outnumbered, however, and the Death Eaters were killing the members of the Order off, many times killing their entire families along with them. Lord Voldemort seemed “mightier than any wizard living," and had achieved his goal; most of the wizarding world avoided saying his name, when they spoke of him at all they referred to him as You-Know-Who, or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
(Taken from the Harry Potter Lexicon)
What can you say about your friends? (3 sentences min) My "friends" are those of whom know what to live for. Those who believe in a cause so true and hold close to themselvs. They have no problem serving me, they are fairly loyal, though punished if I have a bad day.
RP Sample (min of 3 paragraphs):[/blockquote]
Lord Voldemort sat back gracefully in his chair, staring in the fire grate where a soft eerie crackling sound emerged from the colors of the flames. He gently stroked his snake Nagini with his long white fingertips as the flames danced peacefully across his pale face. The illumination of his red pitted eyes left a sort of emotional mark in his soul. A small smirk curved up upon his lips adding a slightly cold distinguished feeling to the room.
He blew his cold icy breath at the flames and watched in bored amusment the dancing flames slowly die away into a dark grey crumble of ash. Nagini coiled, blissful, around his shoulders, her slithering V tongue ocassionally darting in and out of her Master's ear. Voldemort chuckled silently though his flawless voice sent echos bouncing off the wall in the room.
He thought momentarily about the progress of his best - or so he deemed - servant Bellatrix, as he leaned his head back to rest it upon the scaly slimey texture of his pet snake. His hand curled over the arm of the leather chair while he stroked gently his intimidating and yet still handsome face with his long fingers. He never doubted his servants for one second, except those of whom across deserved to be punished and nearly destroyed everything he worked so hard for.