OOC & YOU
01. NAME Ashley
02. AGE 21
03. EMAIL teh.xaverie@gmail.com
04. AIM SCREEN NAME Miss Xaverie
05. TIME ZONE EST
06. EXPERIENCE Links to previous games and journals OR a compilation journal will suffice.
07. OOC JOURNAL http://xaverie.livejournal.com
IC & YOUR CHARACTER
08. JOURNAL USERNAME This should already be set up prior to application.
09. FULL NAME Lucius Abraxas Malfoy
10. AGE & BIRTHDATE 26: December 23, 1954
11. GENDER Male
12. BLOOD STATUS Pure as freshly fallen snow. Pure as dewdrops on a summer morning. Of course. Don't insult him.
13. SEXUAL ORIENTATION Mainly Narcissa-sexual.
14. BACKGROUND & PAST At least 3-4 good paragraphs.
15. APPEARANCE Anyone who knows the Malfoys can clearly see that Lucius takes after his mother. Usually, this would present a bad thing, for sons to take after their mothers, often resulting in feminine looking round little boys. However, for Lucius Malfoy it worked. This is how he inherited his fair, porcelain smooth skin and pointed, delicately defined features. Lucius has somewhat high cheekbones, thanks to his mother, but some help from his father’s genes keeps his face from being too narrow and girlish.
When he was younger, Lucius looked very ‘girly’, with long, lean, limbs and a body that could only be described as excessively skinny. He hated it. It was only after Hogwarts that he actually began to fill out, growing broad muscles and developing a stronger nose and jawline. Though standing at 6’ 1”, he’s still far from the testosterone loaded example of manhood, he looks a bit less androgynous.
Lucius takes very good care of his hair, which is a light blonde just like his mother’s, and takes just as much care to make it look like he doesn’t. The silky straight strands casually frame his face, touching his shoulders in the back, and just long enough to cover his eyes in the front. It used to be longer, but he cut it quite a bit after graduation. Perhaps the only concrete trait inherited from his father, besides those having to deal with the Y chromosome, are Lucius’ cold silver-grey eyes. Lucius knows perfectly well this can give his stare an intimidating chill and uses it to his advantage.
Only two marks interrupt Lucius Malfoy’s near perfect skin, and they’re both tattoos of sorts. First is the small, illuminated capital M with a snake entwined within the letter. The second, of course, is the Dark Mark which is on his left forearm.
Most often, Lucius dresses in traditional wizard’s robes, each set hand-tailored by the the family’s personal tailor. However, he will don Muggle clothing if he absolutely must and only if there is a particular reason. A really GOOD reason. He prefers clothes with hoods, if possible, and will never understand the Muggle fashion if bell bottom jeans and refuses to wear them, even for the sake of blending in. He also wears a small unremarkable silver chain around his neck that used to belong to his grandfather.
16. PERSONALITY Lucius does not like change. That is the great sum of it, right there. Every fibre of his personality comes back to this one simple statement. Lucius Malfoy does not like change. To say that he values tradition most would be a correct assumption. After all, his whole upbringing, family lifestyle, basically his whole existence relies on the belief that things ought to be passed down from generation, beginning a very long time ago. Things like money, social status, and magic, for example. By now, this focus on normality and orthodoxy has become almost a need for Lucius, almost as natural as breathing. Different means odd, and Lucius does not like odd. He’ll be sure to point this out every chance he gets.
Lucius is also very structured. He likes order and organisation in everything he does, making his extremely neat, meticulous even, almost to the point of obsessive compulsion. It’s a good thing he’s always had servants to take care of this, otherwise he’d hardly have time for anything else. However, this also makes Lucius one of the more responsible wizards you’ll meet. He rarely forgets thing even the smallest things, and has a great attention to detail. Coupled with this, is Lucius’ excellent ability to make decisions, even in the most stressful situations. As long as they’re decisions that would benefit himself, of course.
Lucius expects the best, and only the best. After all, he deserves it. The best food, the best clothes, the best service, and the most respect. Of course, he wouldn’t expect from other what he didn’t live up to himself. Well mannered, cultured, intelligent, and esteemed, Lucius Malfoy couldn’t be more perfect, or so he thinks. He may be a bit conceited, and that may be a vast understatement, but his mum says he has the right to be, and he’s inclined to believe her.
Lucius is very good at getting across exactly what he thinks, and isn’t the slightest bit shy about it, saying exactly what comes to his mind whenever it does so. After all, he’s a Malfoy, which means he must be right. Naturally , this makes him extremely opinionated. What he’s not so good at is conveying his feelings, which is done mainly through body language and eye contact. Never words and never actions, Malfoys do not let their feelings control them. However, if able to dechipher his expressions, which are often simply cold, distant, and hard to tell apart, then anyone would be able to read his feelings. So far the only one that’s managed it is Narcissa. The woman is skilled.
Lucius doesn’t care much for feelings at all, be it his own, or those of others. Emotion has always been seen as somewhat of a weakness to him, and can only be used against you, as he’s so fond of reminding others. Or rather exploiting the information to get what he wants.
17. PLOT IDEAS This includes clubs and activities you would like your character to be in, provided they are a Hogwarts student.
18. THIRD PERSON SAMPLE Lucius sat at the small table they were provided in this modest conference room of sorts. Of course Lucius would have preferred to meet somewhere a bit more... grand, but he also knew the importance of showing up in these common places once in a while. People had to think they could trust you and so you had to be friendly to them, and what better place to pretend to be friendly and still have a modicum of privacy than the Leaky Cauldron? Lucius knew the routine, certainly. Smile, wave, say hello. Maybe even ask about the health of someone's filthy-blooded child, as if he cared. The entire thing gave him a bit of a headache, to be honest, which meant he already wasn't in the best of moods.
Leaning back in the larger and slightly more comfortable of the two chairs in the room, Lucius glanced at the sliver pocket watch which rested open on the table beside a pair of white gloves and a his wand. The cup of tea he had ordered sat untouched, though it still steamed invitingly. Bringing his hand to his temple, Lucius sighed in frustration. This girl he was supposed to be meeting was already 4 minutes and thirty-eight seconds late. Really, this was already a waste of time and he hadn't even heard what the girl had to say yet, though he could almost be sure it was nothing important.
Still, if he were to be completely truthful, and he rarely was, he was almost glad for the excuse to be out of the mansion. Narcissa was wholly unbearable now that the two of them were expecting. Lucius didn't very much care whether they were going to put the baby's room on the second floor or the third, or what kind of pudding she craved at 3 AM. At this point Lucius only hoped it was a male so they would have a proper heir. Even that sort of talk got tiring after a very short while, and well, all of it made Lucius feel rather violent.
Hearing a noise at the door, he deftly grabbed his wand and pointed it rather lazily at the handle. Waiting a moment to listen for the correct pattern (he though that was a bit ridiculous, but far be it from him to argue with His Supreme Evilness) Lucius took note of the timid manner of the knock. So this had to be her. With a flick of his wand, the door swung open. Glancing up at the girl, Lucius set his wand back on the table. The door would close and lock on it's own.
"Sit down," he commanded lightly, nodding toward the chair across from him. Leaning back again, he looked up at her once more, not having bothered to stand up and greet her. "I assume you are our newest spy? I hope you don't have a habit of tardiness," he said sternly, glaring at her with narrowed eyes, "Or I'd be led to believe you simply enjoy wasting my time."
19. FIRST PERSON SAMPLE At least two good paragraphs. This should be written as if your character is writing in their journal.
20. DESIRED PB Nick Potts.
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21. WHERE DID YOU HEAR ABOUT US? LETTIE.
22. WHAT PROMPTED YOU TO APPLY? ALSO LETTIE.
