Post by nyx on Dec 15, 2011 3:43:20 GMT -5
joshua•apollo•rodriguez
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name: Joshua Apollo Rodriguez
nicknames: because he hates his first name, he simply goes by his middle name Apollo
age/d.o.b: 16/november 21st
house: 5th year slytherin
blood status: pureblood
occupation: student
affiliation: death eaters...for now, he will turn towards the good side eventually
special abilities: metamorphmagus, learning to become an animagus (cheetah)
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play by: Alexander Ludwig
features: Apollo has short, messy dark blonde hair that sets off a very defined face. His eyes are a bluish colour and are often seen glaring at people. When he smiles, his whole face lights up, although smiling is rare for him. Because of his metamorphic abilities, Apollo has the choice of changing his hair and eye colour whenever.
build: Apollo has a lean, athletic build. Having had his growth spurt a couple of years earlier, he currently stands a 6'2
distinctions: the dark mark on his left arm
style: Apollo doesnt particularly care about style of clothing, as long as he's comfortable, he does tend to favour jeans and long pants over shorts though
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adores:
- flying
- quidditch
- butterbeer
- potions
- having fun
- the rain
- his metamorphmagus ability
abhors:
- his first name, thinks its too common
- history of magic
- voldemort (although its secret and his hatred will increase)
- his parents (again its secret)
- the dark mark on his arm
- homework
- failure
- loosing
weakness:
- stubborn
- pretty girls
- history of magic
- studying
strength:
- intelligent
- flying
- potions
- his metamorphmagus ability
boggart:
- death
- never being able to break away from the DE
- not getting good enough grades at school
- loosing his magical abilities
amortentia:
- leather
- butterscotch
- curry
mirror of erised: to be himself and not someone that is conformed into being a death eater
veritaserum: hates voldemort
patronus: cheetah, the first time he left his parents on platform 9 3/4 to go to hogwarts
dementor: getting the dark mark, he remembers the pain
overview: Apollo is a complex character who treads a very fine line. From a young age, Apollo showed signs that he wasnt the perfect blood purism child and so his parents forced him to sit through countless lectures and eventually forced him to recieve the dark mark thinking that it would straighten him out. This is the reason why he hates his parents, for they wont allow him to be who he wants to be and truth be told, Voldemort simply terrifies the kid. He appears like most other death eaters, in other words cold and heartless, but that isnt him, its just a fascade that he was forced into. Over the years the mask he wears has become easier to cope with and no one suspects a thing.
He appears loyal to Voldemort and other death eaters, although this isnt the case. He is loyal to himself. He sees that being on Voldemort's side is more like a survival of the fittest than anything. Deep down Apollo is a guy that hounours trust, loyalty and respect, the three things that he believes that Voldemort does not deserve from anyone. On his own, he tries not to judge others, instead he would rather get to know them, whether it be with him simply listening to them or conversing with them but around other death eaters, he simply glares at people and turns from them, keeping up the whole 'i'm better than you cause i'm a pureblood' death eater appearance, until of course he finally get the courage to break away from them and turn to the good side.
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mother: Carina Rodriguez
father: Aquila Rodriguez
siblings: only child
extended: his father's grandmother, Carissa.
monetary: rich
overview: Apollo was born prematurely at 11.43pm on a cold stormy November night. Not due until the middle of december, it was certainly a surprise for the Rodriguez family when Carina when into labour and more of a surprise when their newborn son's skin changed from white to brown and then to a tanned colour all within ten minutes of his birth, an indication that he was a metamorphmagus just like his father. Although premature, the baby was named Joshua Apollo Rodriguez and after spending a couple of weeks in the hospital, little Joshua was able to be taken home. From the moment he was inside the family home, he was spoilt.
From the time he was able to read and write, his parents drilled him with the thoughts of blood purism and how Voldemort was the ultimate leader and such. Honestly Apollo wanted nothing do with all that and begun rebelling, saying that he had made friends with the local muggle children. He was often scolded at such behaviour and was forbidden to play and interact with muggles. The family packed up and moved to a more pureblood populated area in hopes that their young son would finally understand why purebloods were the absolute best.
It wasnt until his 6th year that he begun hating his name, believing to be too common a name and begun referring to himself by his middle name. He was a unique child and he believed he should have had a unique name as well. His metamorphmagus abilities grew and there was no doubt that he would not display any other magical signs. It was during his 8th year that his magic kicked in, in which he made the cutlery on the dinning room table dance across it as he waited for dinner.
By the time he was eleven he had grown to hate his parents as he was told he couldnt do certain things and that he was suppose to behave in a certain way. He was glad to have gotten the hogwarts letter, he couldnt wait to get out of the house that felt more like a prison to him. He remembers the day on the platform very clearly and the joy he felt of leaving his parents. He honestly didnt care what house he was put in, although the hat chose slytherin. During his third year, he begun the lengthy process of becoming an animagus, hoping that he could finally master it in his fifth or sixth year.
Everything seemed fine, he was able to talk to whomever he wanted and be who he wanted at school without his parents knowing, but his fourth year was turned upside down when the announcement of Voldemort was back. He was forced to get the dark mark between his fourth and fifth year holidays and absolutely hates it. Now in his fifth year, he's wanting to break free from the grip his parents have on him and wants to turn his back on Voldemort, if only he could find the right time and people to help him.
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alias: nyx
age: 22
experience: 9 years
timezone:
secret phrase: fight it out
sample:The burning was persistent, his arm ached and throbbed so much that cutting his arm off seemed like a very tempting offer. Gritting his teeth, he held his hand over the dark mark and could have sworn it felt hot. Rolling his sleeve up, he touched the ugly black mark. Yes it warmer than normal, maybe that was a side effect of ignoring it. But surely Voldemort would understand that he couldn’t escape Hogwarts. One would have thought a professor would have been put in charge of the death eater students, someone that Voldemort trusted like Snape. Oh he liked the potions professor, it was his best subject, in fact he was very that much advanced that he believed he could beat the Gryffindor know it all at brewing a potion, heck he even had the confidence of doing it blindfolded.
How long was this burning going to last for, he wondered as he paced up and down the dorm room, thankful that no one else was in here. It seemed like it was going on forever before he finally felt the burning decrease and within minutes it was back to normal. A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he wiped his forehead, flicking of the drops of sweat. His breathing was heavy as if he had just run a mile or two. Honestly he hoped that the call would not come again, but he knew that it would. Voldemort would be calling for everyone more and more now that he had control of the world and Apollo hated it. He hated the idea that he had the mark, he hated the idea that someone that a lot of people feared was in charged and he hated the fact that said person was discriminative against the majority of the world population. If it weren’t for muggles, then wizards would have died out long ago, how could someone be so heartless and kill them without thinking that? Taking a deep breath, the blonde haired boy squared his shoulders, held his head high and walked out of the dorm into the common room like nothing happened.
