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Post by Eric Delacour on Aug 8, 2008 23:04:47 GMT -5
The Player
Name:
Garrett
RP Experience:
Oh wow. Let's say around 6-7 years.
Other Characters?:
None.
The Character
Name:
Eric Gautier Delacour
Gender:
Male
Age:
Seventeen
Species:
Half Veela, Half Pureblood Wizard Family.
House:
Ravenclaw
Year:
Seventh
Wand:
11 inches
Yew Wood
Veela Hair
Perfect for charms.
Special Abilities:
The powers of a Veela. Beings of light, love, and charm.
This allows him the power of slight control over light, and of course the ability of charming and seducing.
[Note: While these abilities are still powerful, they are not quite as strong as the powers of a full blooded Veela. The full blooded Veela would have near complete control over light in various forms.]
Appearance:
Standing at about six feet and one inch and weighing around 182 pounds Eric is quite the site. He has a lithe, athletic build with toned muscles. Eric doesn't believe in hiding his body under baggy clothes. He believes that if you have it you should flaunt it. In turn, he also only wears clothes that enhance his looks with the sheer stylish fashion. One of his favorite things is vests. He wears them tight over many different things. From T-shirts to collard dress shirts. He also usually wears many different ties, and in the colder weather he has quite a few different scarves that he will wear. Also, he has a thing for hats. He has a good many in every style imaginable...some of them only a guy with his looks and clothes could possibly pull off. When it comes to colors, Eric is all over the place. One day he will be wearing dark and then the next day he will be wearing vividly bright colors. Though, on most days it is a mixture. If he had to pick a few colors he looked best in they would be shades of blue, most definitely, and probably silver and shades of black.
Eric features are rather sharp and jutting, yet they have hints of softer curves with them. The curves mellow out the manly sharp and strong features just a bit so they are not horribly overpowering. His eyes are a blue as dark as sapphires and they always seem to have a beautiful glimmer to them that become more noticeable in times where Eric is feeling a strong emotion of some kind. His hair is a dark brown, nearing on black. It is cut to be fairly choppy and Eric is never seen with his hair being neat. It is always messy, though in a stylish fashion. In the way that people can tell he actually did comb it and fix it, but he made it messy on purpose..for that edgy look.
The Half Veela's body is noticeably toned, even through most clothes. It gives off a since of power and strength, though at the same time it is obvious that this body is also built for grace. The build is that of a powerful dancer or swimmer, toned lightly all over, but not overly so like the build of a weightlifter or football player. His limbs are long and sturdy looking. They look powerful as if they could let Eric spin, leap, or run at great speeds and distances. Eric's skin is fairly pale. It has just a tint of a tanned coloring to it, but not much. His skin is untouched. It has no blemishes or scars at all, and it is as down as the downy feathers of a swan. One could say that it looked like Eric has been cut from some beautifully polished piece of smooth creme colored stone.
When it comes to accessories..Eric has some rather interesting ones. He doesn't believe in piercings. He doesn't want to damage his body in that way, so he makes up for it with the wearing of jewelry. From simple bracelets of leather to bracelets of silver, or from necklaces of bound cloth to small golden chains with various charms hanging on the end. He has them all. Though, there are two accessories that he nearly always has on. These are a simple silver band on his left pointer finger and a small piece of robe with tiny blue beads tied into it tied tightly around his right ankle. Also, Eric considers his shoes a major accessories. He is usually seen wearing Vans or Converse of some kind in varying bright colors and with some rather interesting designs on them. This is the only part of his attire that he truly leaps out of the boundaries of sheik fashion and into his own, slightly wild and crazy style.
Personality:
Unreadable. That is how one would describe Eric. He always seems to have the same sly, coy, suggestive smirk spread across his face with the same soft glimmer ever present in his eyes. The only time that this composure will break down is when Eric is put in moments of great emotion that pretty much force his composure to go crumbling. Most people take this to mean that Eris is also heartless. They think that someone who can keep that composure for the majority of the time has a black hole where his heart should be.
They are of course, wrong. Eric has a heart, and it is rather vibrant, full, and caring. Though, people rarely see this unless they are his friends. To his friends Eric is possibly one of the best friends anyone could ask for. He is caring, extremely protective, loyal, and he loves to just relax and joke around with them. Secretly, behind that smirk Eric's emotions are always working. He feels sad at moments, and happy at moments, though this is of course not show in public, but let it be known that he does have a heart. His friends can prove it.
Charming. That is another big part of Eric's personality. Obviously, from his Veela blood it is expected of him to be charming above all others, and he pulls this trait off perfectly. One with such a smirk always on his face gives off a feeling of secrecy, mystery, and intrigue. Around people he gives off an aura of a gentleman...also letting off a soft feeling of arrogance with it. A guy who knows he has everything, and flaunts it..yet not in an overpowering way. To people he is as polite as possible, sometimes dropping the smirk to give them a small smile. He was taught the ways of a gentleman by his father and upholds them with great pride. Yet, behind those dark sapphires he calls eyes there is an obvious flame of lust an seduction. A flame of romance and passion that make him oh so appealing to people even if this side of his rarely shows in public except for through those glorious eyes.
Intelligence. Something that most don;t expect to find in one with Eric's looks. Most would expect him to perhaps be on the slightly dumb and slow side, yet they couldn't be farther from the truth. Eric is extremely intelligent and a very quick learner. He is fast with the books, and he has a fair amount of common sense locked away in that pretty head of his. Eric believes that he must be intelligent to back up his looks, farther adding onto the attraction that tons of people hold for Eric. Not only is he good looking and charming, but he has a rather sizable brain on his shoulders. His family says that he got in all from their famous family member Fleur Delacour. Though, his grandmother, Fleur's sister, likes to say that he is faster and smarter than her sister ever was.
Friends/Family:
· Family members:
Great Aunt: Fleur Delacour - Veela Blood
Great Uncle: Bill Weasley
Grandmother: Gabrielle Delacour - Divorced - Veela Blood
Grandfather: Elias Failet - Divorced
Mother: Emily Callaway
Father: Ettienne Delacour - Veela Blood
Sister: Olivia Delacour - Veela Blood
Brother: Tobias Delacour -Veela Blood
· Friends:
-Will be added as roleplay progresses-
· Enemies:
-Will be added as roleplay progresses-
Pets/Familiar:
· Name: Boots
· Species: Black Footed Ferret
· Magical Properties: None that Eric will admit to, but at times Boots seems to be far more agile than a normal ferret and he seems to be a rather good judge of people.
· Appearance: A white furred ferret with splotches of black across its body with the darkest being on its paws. It looks as if each paw has been dipped into ink.
· History: Eric's Great Aunt Fleur gave it to him when he was a child. She told his parents that it wasn't a normal ferret. She said if they let it sleep by him in his crib every night it would be the best friend that Eric could ever have. Eric's parents trusted Fleur, so they let the ferret sleep by Eric every night in his crib, and it worked. The ferret is viciously loyal to Eric and seems to have a rather elongated lifespan. Eric never got to ask Fleur exactly what was different about the ferret he had named Boots.
Character history:
Emily Callaway and Ettienne Delacour. That's where it all started. The beautiful Emily was a gorgeous English witch who came from a long line of proud, pureblood wizards. Erttienne was your charming Half Veela of the Delacour blood line. They fell in love at first site...and that was special considering the reputation that Ettienne had with women. It did not take them long to marry. This left Emily's family furious. How dare she go and ruin her family's bloodline. Her family said that this devil of a Veela had somehow charmed her to love him, but this was far from true. Ettienne never once use his powers of charm on her...they were simply in love. Emily's family cut her off. This hurt Emily greatly, but she had her dear Ettienne. She had won the heart of this wild Half Veela and managed to tame him..that is all that mattered.
The next great event took place in St. Mungo's Hospital. The whole Delacour family was gathered around a hospital bed where Emily was sitting, holding a tiny beautiful baby boy. His Grandmother Gabrielle and Aunt Fleur cooed constantly as they reached out and tickled him gently with the tips of their fingers while Ettienne stood back grinning beside Elias and Bill. To show just what a great occasion this was, Elias and Gabrielle were actually in the same room. They didn't get along well together since the divorce...but this was their first grandchild. The occasion called for them to be together. "He's going to have his father's looks..I can already tell.." said Ettienne. Emily smiled at him from the bed. "We can only hope..and maybe he'll get your charm too..." Emily said softly. "Oh, he is a Delacour..he will be the most handsome and charming boy around..." cooed his Great Aunt Fleur. "Have you all decided on a name?" said Gabrielle. Emily looked to her mother-in-law. "Yes..he will be named Eric, Eric Delacour."
Eric grew up in Château Delacour that his parents came to call it. It is a beautiful sprawling castle like home in Bordeaux, France. Around it are well tended vineyards. Eric's father has become one of the finest wine makers in France and his wines were known throughout the global wizarding world. That's how they got their money. Eric live a privileged life to say the least. He got everything he ever wanted. This left him a little bit spoiled. He was brought into the high society of Parisian wizards at an early age. His parents were highly regarded throughout France. Not only were they great wine makers, but they were also a mighty wizarding duo. They had great skills when it came to magic. Eric was expected to follow in their footsteps.
Eric's parents and the rest of his family were overjoyed when he was invited to attend the famous Beauxbatons Academy. It was where all the Delacours had been trained, except for Emily of course. She had attended Hogwarts. Eric's parents had already been teaching him quite a bit of magic. No son of theirs was going to go into Beauxbatons knowing nothing. They had a reputation to hold up. Even at his young age Eric caught onto what his parents taught him with great ease and without much trouble.
At Beauxbatons Eric was the top student of his class. The teachers loved him, and so did the majority of the students. They respected him, and nearly all the girls, and a few boys, swooned at the sight of him. He was charming, devilishly handsome, and frighteningly intelligent. The class he showed the most skill in was Charms. His classmates said that he could cover you in so many charms, curses, and hexes before you could utter a single spell that you would never have any chance of survival. This was of course an exaggeration, but Eric truly was amazing in the area of charms, hexes, and curses. His worst class was, most definitely divinations. He found that class pointless. Eric didn't believe there was anyway of reading the future.
The attack on Beaxbatons was unexpected. They were not prepared for it. It was early one morning when explosions sounded. The professors had though their magical defenses would have been enough to protect their school and hide it, but they were wrong. They had been found. Teachers immediately started evacuating the younger students. Eric actually stood by some of his professors in defending the beautiful palace of Beaxbatons. Once the younger students had been cleared, the rest apparated out. For the attack had knocked down the apparation lock spell that had been on the school. Luckily, there were few casualties because of the skill of the residents of Beaxbatons Academy. They had prepared for this encase it had happened..and it had payed off.
Now Eric has been at Hogwarts for a year. He was placed in the house of Ravenclaw because of his intelligence. Just like at Beaxbatons, he quickly rose to the top of his class and became some of the teachers favorites. And, of course he fell into the hearts of the students. Once again swooning could be heard around him and he was respected. Nothing much had changed except for the fact that he was admired even more here in Hogwarts. He was foreign, and interesting. Something new. His French accent hung heavily on his words. He could speak English fluently though, except for the words his accent gave him trouble with. His mother had made sure that he also grew up learning English and not only French. So, it is easy to say that Eric has made quite the impression on Hogwarts. Though, since he is still fairly new he hasn't made any really friends. Which is surprising of a guy of his popularity, but he is looking for good friends, not just those that wanted to be around him because of his looks or popularity. He wanted friends who liked him for who he was. This was horribly hard to find of course.
Role play Sample:
Here's a small sample of my roleplaying on another board. I hope it will work for this!
A speck in the distance suddenly appeared. It looked like simply another star against the night sky that had suddenly burst into life, a fairly small one. Something was strange about this tiny light in the sky. It hung how ever far aways it was directly in front of Tobias, in his view...and it seemed to be growing larger. Larger by the second. It was soon obvious that this light wasn't growing in size, it was simply growing closer at a fairly alarming rate. It looked to be some sort of fairly large orb of pure light. It had a whiter shine to it than the more yellowish and goldish tint that the Sun's rays had. This hurtling orb seemed to be making a direct path towards Tobias. It now could be seen that this light was about the size of a car, though it was of course round.
It was literally a few yards from Tobias now, and it had a tail like somekind of comet. Once it reached the point of being but only a few feet from Tobias is suddenly veered downward and hit the ground. The orb seemed to burst apart and little bolts of pure light shot off into every direction. These little bolts swirled in midair till each one formed a miniature dragon made of the same light. These dragons did tricks. They spun in circles, did loops and spins in the air, and a few of them even breathed fire. After a few minutes the little dragons disappeared with small poofing sounds, extinguishing the light with them. When the final miniature vicious reptile had disappeared the blinding white light went with it, and where the orb had burst upon the ground there was... nothing. It looked as though the grass hadn't been touched...and where was Eric? Shouldn't he be standing there now?
A sudden clapping sounded from right behind Tobias. There was a man perched on the table right behind Tobias who was simply dressed in a pair of black tennis shoes, a pair of jeans, an untucked long sleeve collard black dress shirt and a silver tie that hung loosely around his neck. It was Eric Valaiz, the Half Veela. "Bravo! Bravo! Rather wonderful if I might say so myself..." He moved with a certain grace, lightly pushing himself across the table, sliding till he ended up on the edge of the table beside Tobias. He let his legs dangle off the side and he kicked them back and forth a bit, now staring at the spot that the light had hit the ground. "If I might say so, I think that his has been one of my best entrances yet." He looked rather proud as he now looked sideways to Tobias with that award winning grin spread across his features.
How were these two friends? Tobias with his darkness and rather moody attitude and Eric with his chipper and happy attitude...they were pretty much complete opposites. That is probably why they were such great friends. Tobias could keep Eric from being horribly creepy happy while Eric could usually give Tobias a bit of a laugh and maybe a tiny bit of his own happiness. Though, however you looked at it, they were a dangerous pair. After all...they were two extremely good looking guys, and that was putting it rather lightly. These two guys could get in a whole lot of trouble together..and somehow manage to slip away completely unscathed. Unscathed physically, mentally, but not always morally. In other words, when Tobias and Eric were together...
...there was going to be trouble.
"So, how's it hanging little buddy?" Eric always loved to pick on Tobias about him being younger...thus the phrase 'little buddy' . Eric actually reached out and ruffled his hair in a way that an older brother would do to a younger brother, but he was of course only kidding. Eric respected Tobias as an equal, even though he was younger. "Oh, and how is being in love? Hmm? I bet it's absolutely wonderful." Eric could never really say he had felt what love was really like. He hadn't met a girl yet that woke that feeling up in him. Though, he had supposedly heard that Tobias was going rather heavy with whatsherface. Eric couldn't exactly recall the girls name at the moment though...
Random stuff:
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Post by Ire Wright on Aug 8, 2008 23:16:46 GMT -5
Accepted
Haha Its funny, both our descendants of the Delacours have Ferrts for pets! -laugh.-
If you haven't already check out Zig's profile, she's Fleur's grand-daughter. ;]
Anyway, have fun on HL!
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