MARKO LESTRANGE
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INTRODUCTION
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FULL NAME: Marko Visic Lestrange
NICKNAMES: Mars
AGE: 15
ALLEGIANCE: Dark Follower
HOGWARTS HOUSE: Slytherin (1st preference) or Ravenclaw (2nd preference)
[b]CLASSES: DADA Transfiguration & Potions
WAND: Monterillo, Griffin Claw, 13' 1/2", Unyielding
PLAY BY: David Henrie
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APPEARANCE
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HAIR COLOR: Brown - Dark
EYE COLOR: Grey
HEIGHT: 5' 10 (179cm)
BODY TYPE: Thin, and slightly buff
GENERAL APPEARANCE: Marko has a pale - tan complexion, with grey eyes. He's 179cm and is in great shape. He has dark brown hair, usually confused with black and pearly white teeth. He has short hair and only just thick eyebrows.
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PERSONALITY
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GOOD TRAITS:
Courageous
Stubborn
Manipulative
BAD TRAITS:
Sore loser
Dishonest
Fiery
CHARACTER LIKES:
Girls (big time)
Quidditch
Potions
Leaders
CHARACTER DISLIKES:
Cowards
Goody two shoes
Perfectionists (even though he is)
GOALS:
Be a leader
Have a lot of influence on people
Death Eater
QUIRKS:
Cocks his head a lot
Plays with his hair too much
Will laugh at someone/thing very serious
BOGGART:
Drowning/Snakes
PATRONUS:
Cheetah
Happiest Memory - Receiving his letter to Hogwarts
DEMENTOR:
When he was nearly drowned as a child
VERITASERUM:
He's a Metamorphmagus
MIRROR OF ERISED:
To have a lot of influence
PERSONALITY:
Marko is a very well-rounded person he's smart, athletic and manipulative. He often cocks his head when he doesn't understand someone, and is also not shy, he can't wait to show people his skills. He is a Metamorphmagus but doesn't tell anyone as it works to his advantage, pretending to be someone his not.
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FAMILY & POSSESSIONS
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FATHER: Aeron Lestrange {Deatheater} (Son of Bellatrix)
MOTHER: Marise Qenvitch {Deatheater} (Metamorphmagus)
SIBLING(S): None
OTHER: Cousin to Scorpio Malfoy
BLOOD STATUS: Pureblood
RACE: Human
SOCIAL STATUS: Wealthy
PET(S):
Snake (Although he hates them) & Owl (Fedillius)
BROOMSTICK():
Firebolt
OTHER POSSESSIONS:
Too many to mention
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CHARACTER HISTORY
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Early Years: As a child, Marko has had a normal life, but his role was to be quiet, as his parents are death eaters, they often hold meetings at their house. He has been very spoiled, often now demanding for things. At age 3 he nearly drowned, when he fell in the family pool.
Hogwarts Years: So far in his early years of Hogwarts, he's has done very good at school, being very bright, but will hex anyone who calls him a nerd. He has a really close group of friends, but other then followers, most people try to avoid him, he has a big intention of becoming a death eater, despite what he's teachers say.
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BEHIND THE CHARACTER
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YOUR NAME: Dan
RP EXPERIENCE: Various RP sites such as -
Ad Lucem
Beauxbatons
Fanfiction
Hex
HOW YOU FOUND US: Good roleplay sites
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
PURPOSE OF CHARACTER: To be a death eater, and tormenting opposing forces.
RP SAMPLE: Marko held his favourite Quaffle in his hand, he loved playing keeper, when he got the time. "Mother, Father," he yelled from his upstairs room, "If were to make it to Kings Cross on time, we better leave now. He put his quaffle, in his trunk and yelled "C'mon the portkey will go 1 minute after I cast it on an object, so hurry up." He looked around and saw a toothbrush, "That'll do," he said as his parents ran into the room "Portus" he yelled, and the usually orange toothbrush turned an odd shade of blue. "1.. 2.. 3.." he yelled and they gripped onto the toothbrush. Whoosh. He knew where he was, when he heard the train, toot it's horn.
by Marko Lestrange Sat Aug 25, 2012 7:56 am
