BLACK, bellatrix lyra

[bellatrix lyra black]

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it's.been.eighteen.days
IT'S BEEN EIGHTEEN DAYS SINCE I'D LOOK AT MYSELF
I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO CHANGE IF I DON'T THEN NO ONE WILL
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BELLATRIX LYRA BLACK

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this.is.me
IS IT MY STATE OF MIND OR IS IT JUST EVERYTHING ELSE
I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO BE HERE I DON'T UNDERSTAND IT NOW
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FULL NAME: Bellatrix Lyra Black
NICKNAMES: Bella (family only)
AGE: 17
D.O.B.: September 4th 1959
SCHOOL: Hogwarts
OCCUPATION: N/A
ALLEGIANCE: Death Eaters
WAND TYPE: 11 ¼ inches, mahogany with a core of Runespoor Fang

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when.i.look.in.the.mirror
CAUSE IT'S BEEN EIGHTEEN DAYS SINCE I FIRST HELD YOU
BUT TO ME IT FEELS JUST LIKE IT FEELS LIKE A LIFETIME
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HAIR/EYE COLOUR:
Bellatrix has wavy, black hair and dark brown eyes.

HEIGHT/WEIGHT:
Bellatrix stands at 5’9 and weighs approximately 140 lbs.

GENERAL DESCRIPTION: Bellatrix is a tall young woman with a pale complexion and thick, naturally wavy black hair. She has a long, defined facial shape and almond-shaped dark brown eyes, usually accented by dark eyeshadow. She carries herself with a confident, almost regal posture, making her seem even taller than she really is, and loves wearing expensive clothing and jewelry to flaunt her family’s wealth whenever she can. Her style is a dark one, though, and she would never wear bright or pastel colors.

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what.you.don't.see
I'M TRYING HARD TO RE-ARRANGE SOME SAY IT'S THE HARDEST THING TO DO
BUT THAT'S ANOTHER EIGHTEEN DAYS WITHOUT YOU. . .
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LIKES:

DISLIKES:

GOALS:

BOGGART: Wild dogs
PATRONUS: Becoming a Death Eater
DEMENTOR: Almost being raped when she was 13
AMORENTIA: Campfires, lemongrass, sawdust and pine trees
BASIC PERSONALITY: To Bellatrix, the world is divided into black and white. She loves or hates people and her moods vary between extremes. At best, she is charismatic and clever and at worst, unpredictable and sadistic. She cares deeply for her family, but to mostly everyone else, she is cold and detached, preferring to keep them at a safe distance. Short-tempered and vengeful as she is, however, she never forgets those who have wronged her and makes sure they pay for it and obsesses until she has done so, but on the other hand, she does not linger on the past too long because she prefers to live here and now. She has clear goals for her life, however, and when it comes to achieving them, she will let nothing stand in her way.

Although she has sadistic tendencies and enjoys seeing other people suffering, she is a hedonistic creature who loves life and lives to enjoy it. Spontaneous and wild, she follows her instincts and does whatever she wants to, generally not considering the consequences. On the other hand, she is fascinated by death and destruction, and one of the things she enjoys the most is wreaking havoc. She does not consider herself an evil person, though – her sense of justice may be twisted, but she certainly has one. Self-righteous and mildly narcissistic, she believes herself to be infallible and never admits to being wrong.

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they.are.the.tree
TIME AFTER TIME I'VE BEEN THROUGH THIS
YOU SHOW ME WHAT IT MEANS TO LIVE
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FAMILY MEMBERS:

BLOOD STATUS: Pure-blood
HOMETOWN: London
CURRENT RESIDENCE: Grimmauld Place and Hogwarts
BIOGRAPHY: Bellatrix was the first child to be born to Druella and Cygnus Black, and even after her two younger sisters were born, she remained her mother’s favorite. As the years went by, however, Bellatrix became a wild and unpredictable young girl, causing her parents much stress and grief. When their attention gradually drifted to the youngest child, the beautiful and proper Narcissa, Bellatrix became jealous and started doing everything she could to make life difficult for her youngest sister without being too cruel. She loved both her sisters dearly, but her jealousy was always a driving force during the years up until she first went to Hogwarts.

Her first year at Hogwarts was the first time she had really been without her sisters, and at least during the first few months, she wrote to Andromeda every day, telling her all about the school. Since Andromeda would be joining her the next year, she wanted her sister to be prepared. As the months drug on, however, she wrote home less often, having made new friends at the school. Therefore, as she was boarding the Express the following year, she was less than enthusiastic to have her little sister follow her around everywhere she went.

Despite that, it had never once crossed her mind that she might be separated from Andromeda permanently due to them being sorted into different houses. Since most Blacks through the ages had been Slytherins, Bellatrix had expected Andy to be one as well. When the Sorting Hat called out the younger girl’s name and called out “RAVENCLAW!”, however, Bellatrix felt as if her world would fall apart completely. This caused the sisters to grow further away from each other, as they both had new friends.

To have Narcissa sorted into Slytherin was a relief to the entire family, but events during the summer that had passed had caused Bellatrix to be quite detached and apathetic towards it. Having read books about Dark Arts during her second year, she had developed a fascination with it and had decided to explore Knockturn Alley by herself. While there, she got lost and was assaulted by an older man who attempted to rape her. Fortunately, the young girl managed to escape by kneeing him, but never told anyone what had happened. Instead, she was scolded for having broken her wand and was grounded for the rest of the summer. It was this experience that awakened a raging determination to never be defenseless again, and it drew her further into the Dark Arts.

By her fifth year at Hogwarts, she had learned of a group of people who called themselves Death Eaters and followed the Dark Lord Voldemort. It did not take long for her to decide that she wanted to be one of them and learn to use powerful, forbidden magic, so she devoted all her available time that year to attempting to prove herself. Being a talented witch, she managed to do so, and during the summer before her sixth year, she went through the Death Eater initiation and was proud to have the Dark Mark on her forearm.

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behind.the.character
AS MY DAYS FADE TO NIGHT I REMEMER THAT STATE OF MIND
I'M SOARING STRAIGHT INTO YOUR HEAR AND I'LL FLY HIGH
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YOUR NAME: Sifix
RP EXPERIENCE: 4-5 years
HOW YOU FOUND US: Don’t remember ;.;
OTHER CHARACTERS: Arcana Lovegood
ACE COMBATAwards: admin edit
RP SAMPLE:

“What could you possibly want, BellaAwards:”

[/i] The question had simply caused Bellatrix to grin, though it had contributed to her already present annoyance and caused her to allow her darling little sister to be approached by something (yes, the old man was a ‘thing’ to her) so filthy most sane humans wouldn’t touch it with a barge pole. The initial look on her sister’s face when confronted with bloody rat tails was simply priceless, and she savored the moment with a discreet smugness. Naturally, Bellatrix had seen such things before and could easily brush of any filthy low-life such as this man by refusing to acknowledge their existence, but Narcissa had most likely not been in a similar situation before. That would have surprised her greatly, anyway.

The look the blonde sent her just before raising her wand was one that initially surprised Bellatrix. These little feuds between the Black sisters were not uncommon, but although it was becoming more common, it was equally shocking every time Narcissa actually managed to see through her little ploys. That had never been the case when they had been children, with the older girl tricking her sister into sticky situations she could never truly be blamed for. On the other hand, she knew this was different. If Cygnus learned they had ventured this far into Knockturn Alley, he was bound to be angry with her. Even if Narcissa had in any way been to blame for them being here, which anyone who knew the two would be hard-pressed to believe, Cygnus was bound to take the side of his youngest, and when he did that, Druella rarely dared stand up against him.

That realization caused her to seriously consider stepping in for a moment, but before she could do so, Narcissa seemed to be in control once again. Not only did the porcelain doll somehow conjured up the courage to order the filthy old man to leave, but she had done so complete with a snide remark aimed at her older sister. Now that was a surprise – and in all honesty, it caused Bellatrix to feel something resembling pride. She wasn’t offended by her sister’s snide remark, naturally, as she wasn’t the type of girl to sit down and whine because she was compared to something unflattering, but slightly impressed nonetheless. Letting her know that was a completely preposterous idea, though, so instead, she simply smiled faintly.

Any other person might have left it at that, pleased to see that the younger girl had been able to deal with this by herself, but Bellatrix was nothing like most other people. Not only was she proud, but a proud woman of the reputably influential and vengeful Black family and a death eater, too, so she did not intend to let this go unless she got the last word. Perhaps it was a bit childish, resorting to a petty argument like this, but she couldn’t let her baby sister get away with insulting her. She didn’t intend to be painstakingly obvious about her comeback either, though, and instead decided to play on something than Bellatrix herself should probably feel worse about than she did. ”Oh, I forgot – you have your loving, devoted Lucius,” she said, her voice venomous. The sarcasm seemed unlikely for Narcissa to detect, since neither Bellatrix or Lucius had informed her of certain… events. Bellatrix was quite content to know that she could have even her sister’s man if she so desired, though, and once again, a smug smile appeared on her face.

”Now, Cissy dear, lower your wand. You’re not old enough to do that yet,” she remarked sweetly. Then, turning to the filthy thing still standing next to them, she arched her eyebrows and glared at him as she pushed him aside, causing him to drop the disgusting tails on the ground. She did not pause to wait for Narcissa as she continued walking down the grimy alley, expecting her sister to be following behind anyway. Despite the situation being rather amusing, Bellatrix did still not have what she came here to get, and once she got a hold of it, there would be time for having fun. At this point, however, she had wasted enough time.
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accepted
IT'S BEEN EIGHTEEN DAYS SINCE I'D LOOK AT MYSELF
I DON'T WANNA HAVE TO CHANGE IF I DON'T THEN NO ONE WILL
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