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This might be really cheeky, but I gotta dash. But I intend to apply as Blaise as soon as I'm on again (Tomorow night).

Sorry! Don't hate me.

[JellyBeing]

Application

Name: Blaise Zabini

Date of Birth: 23/9/1980

Blood History: Pureblood

Physical Description:

A mass of dark hair crowns the boys head, the front sections had a nasty habit of falling into his cobalt eyes, a habit that caused his full lips to sneer at the locks, almost commanding them to jump back into place. When they didn’t he would push them back with long fingers. The boy had indeed grown into a man in many aspects.

He was taller, much taller. He had experienced a growth spurt at the age of fourteen that had bought his limbs into proportion with his body. He now stood at a respectable 6’3, and since leaving Hogwarts had filled out. The boy had broadened. Often he wore elegantly cut clothes beneath his black robes. Black trouser and white shirts mainly, he had never been noted for his artistic flair. He was far from difficult to look at a view that he held himself. He had this view given back to him in the number of females that wished to be lead out by Blaise Zabini. And he revelled in their desire to be seen with him, as long as he got to do more than look back.

Personality:

Blaise is defiantly a people person, but only when it suits him. He flirts with any female with a pulse, its second nature to him. But if you catch him in the wrong mood, male or female he reveals his sharp tongue. Just as the boy is not afraid to tell people what they want to hear, he is not afraid to tell them what they /don’t/ want to hear. Mr Zabini is a piece of work.

Blaise was never overly studious in his years at Hogwarts he just seemed to achieve high marks in all his classes, especially Defence against the Dark Arts. Quite ironic really. Nothing had changed, he never tried to hard with his work but always pulled off with the goods. There was a lazy confidence to the boy. Growing up he’d had his mother in the palm of his hand and nothing had changed. He knew how to weave a phrase and deliver it in such a way to blind the person he spoke it too from the truth. He was an /excellent/ liar. Any number of his lovers could tell you that. He was as stubborn as a mule, once he had his sights set on something /or/ someone he didn’t stop until he got it. And when he didn’t get what he wanted people were well aware of it.

All in all the boy held all the qualities that Voldemort demanded.


Personal History:

(WIP)

Extra:

Blaise may be a loyal deatheater, but that doesn’t mean he enjoys bowing down to Voldemort. When not in Voldemorts company Blaise point blank refuses to refer to him as ‘The Dark Lord’. Blaise isn’t stupid though, he hides his ambition from those loyal to Voldemort.

In his own mind Blaise wasn’t meant to be a follower, he was meant to be the leader.

Post Sample:

Immaculate brown shoes padded gently on the stone flagging of the steps. Brown shoes made of the finest Italian leather that is, only the best for this student. The rest of the 17 year olds outfit was immaculate, to match his shoes. Black slacks cut by the finest tailors available in the wizarding world and made from the finest cloth that galleons could buy, and a crisp white shirt made from Egyptian cotton, the top two buttons undone. Indeed only the best for this student, for this student only deserved the best, for this student was no other than Blaise Zabini.

Blaise Zabini, wizard in training at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He had been a member of Slytherin house for the past seven years, from an eleven year old boy to the man he was now becoming at seventeen. His family may not have been as well known as the Malfoys, but they were certainly richer and as a result still as prominent within the ministry and /certain/ circles. It was a prominent enough position to warrant him walking around like he owned the school. He did this in a much different way to Malfoy; Whereas Draco used his two thugs, Blaise had an aura that followed him and a way of commanding an audience to do as he pleased. Men wanted to be him and women wanted him, for Blaise was becoming a very attractive man.

Long elegant fingers ran through the dark mop of curls that sat atop the boys head. It was longer than it had been when he arrived at school a few months ago. He had grown it safely away from the view of his parents; well his father for his mother let him get away with murder. His hair, immaculate as it was had a habit of curling lightly at the nape of his neck but far from in an unappealing way. As he had checked his appearance that morning he had given his reflection a cocky grin, he looked good and he knew it.

Seen as it was a sunny Saturday he had decided to do away with the thick black robes that were the uniform of 'Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry' and the green and silver striped tie that was a mandatory item Monday to Friday. He didn’t like ties as it was so he wasn’t going to wear one when not forced. He was basically wearing a relaxed version of his uniform on this warm April morning. At the weekends some students stayed in their uniform, fools, others went all out and seemed to bring their whole wardrobe with them, even bigger fools. Blaise only felt it was necessary to wear his own clothes when the students were let loose in Hogsmeade.

Seemingly cold cobalt eyes darted around the Great Hall as he pushed one of the large oak doors open. The nostrils of his aristocratic nose flared widely as he took a deep breath of the air, 'Ahhhh breakfast' he thought as he sat down on the uncomfortable wooden bench. Strong hands rubbed together as he prepared to pile his plate up high, for his mouth had begun to salivate at the smell of bacon, sausages and eggs.

Roleplayer Information
(Not necessary for second characters.)

Name/Nickname: Kate

Age: 18

Location: England xDDD

Previous RPing History: I’ve never really joined a site before; this one seemed like such a nifty idea though. –licks-. Ahem. I’ve been roleplaying since I was about 12 so that’s 6 years. Mainly over IM’s.


This is still a WIP but I am still interested in joining so i thought I'd post what I'd done. Sorry its way overdue, but exams are killer.

[pride]

Bleh. Exams suck. A lot. *pets*

Your Blaise is different than most I've encountered. He intrigues me...*sniffs* I em excited to meet him...*nodnod* You should finish soon...cos...I said..so...>>;; Which is good enough reason, even if it isn't one.

One last thing, just be sure to check possessive 's's. I saw a few points an apostrophe was needed...but so far I like it a lot. I want more.

As for me. I'm going to go make some affiliations. *luff*