BATHORY, october rei

OCTOBER REI BATHORY ,


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"IT'S REAL FOR US. NOT FOR HER.
WE'LL GET THE LETTER, YOU AND ME."
the basics the basics the basics
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( FULL NAME ) : October Rei Bathory
( NICKNAMES ) : Rei for those that know her well enough and want an actual nickname.
( SEX ) : female
( BLOOD TYPE ) : pure-blood
( AGE & DOB ) : 16 // February 13[It was a Friday, thank you very much]
( YEAR ) : Sixth
( HOUSE ) : Slytherin
( CANON? ) : No
( OCCUPATION ) : Student
( AFFILIATION ) : Neutral
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : Pansexual
( WAND ) : 13.5“, Dragon Heartstring, Birch wood.

( LIKES ) : Cats, Silence, Blood, Horror, Night
( DISLIKES ) : Constant Noise, Bland food, Sun shine, Peppy people, Mashed Potatoes
( STRENGTHS ) : Charismatic, Cunning, Intelligent, Sneaky
( WEAKNESSES ) : Bad Temper, Dark urges, Maintaining perfect control constantly.
( AMORTENTIA ) : Coffee, baked goods, blood, dungeons
( RIDDIKULUS! ) : Being forever alone
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : The first death she witnessed.
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : Being brushed off by her parents when she was a small child.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : Her parents dead among countless victims.
( PERSONALITY ) : October is a difficult person to understand. There are many sides and people usually only see one or two of her faces. The ones that people see most is the political animal she has been taught to be and the “pleasant” teenager she seems to be. Her parents are very deep into politics and showing a fantastic face in the wizarding world. They want their daughter to do well and be superior to just about everyone. The most attention they paid to her is making sure that she can play the game well, in several languages as well.

The other prominent face she shows is the girl that the other students and teachers see. She’s an excellent student and does very well in her studies. Her “peers” see someone that can get along with most if she really wants to even though she does come off as a little aloof. With those that show interest, she’ll flirt and has had flings in the past, but nothing serious. She gives the world what they want to see and pretends to care about things that others think is important, like blood status.

Deep down, she’s still intelligent, calm, cool, but completely off her rocker. The neglect of her parents has scarred her, making her fearing to be alone. Oddly, she doesn’t want people to get too close lest they see her true self. Being a descendant of Elizabeth Bathory has had a deep effect on her, making her a blood thirsty being deep down. It’s her personal secret that her parents don’t even know about. Well, her mother is beginning to suspect something strange now, but she does her absolute best to hide her dark urges from the world. Every once in a while, someone that crosses her or just finds a way to piss her off, they get to see something that should never see the light of day.

( HAIR ) : October maintains her long, dark hair well, making sure its perfectly styled be it in loose curls or neatly straight.
( EYES ) : October’s eyes are a lovely green that can actually look blue with the right makeup.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) : October has high cheek bones, lovely full lips, and a face that some would die for.
( BODY STRUCTURE ) : October stands a 5’4”, a rather petite figure that still attracts plenty of attention. Her posture is impeccable, and can even make bigger people cower with the right look, despite being so small for her age.
( ATTIRE ) : October is always the epitome of style. Her clothing is always sleek, pressed, and fit every situation, whatever it may be. She thinks she has great taste and always does her best to keep from looking tacty, be it a poor choice in tops, or overdoing her makeup.
( PLAY-BY ) : Jessica Lowndes

( PARENTS ) : Genevieve Bathory[mother//44//Misitry Worker], Levi Bathory [father//deceased]
( SIBLINGS ) : Crispin Bathory [brother//14]
( OTHERS ) : Countess Elizabeth Bathory - ancestor
( HISTORY ) :
October was born on February 13th, a Friday thank you very much. She’s always been a little bit off, to her parents anyway. As a child, she always wanted their attention, taking anything she could get. Most of it was learning politics, even at such a young age. They made sure that she was jaded and apathetic towards most. They did pay special care to her studies though, ascertaining that she knew more than any child around and in a few languages as well. By the time she was 11 she knew Japanese, French, German, and working on Russian.

During those precious, impressionable years, she was told of the family’s history. They were descendants of the infamous Countess Elizabeth Bathory, the Blood Countess. She had even made a name for herself in the Muggle world which was quite outstanding for a witch during those times. They attributed many vampiric characteristics to the woman which drew attention away from her true magical background, but it was still the talk of the town in those days.

Diving into research about this woman, October learned all she could about her. It gave light to some rather disturbing dreams she had been having of late and made her understand that though centuries apart, she truly was of the Countress’s blood line. Away from any prying eyes, the young girl began indulging her want of blood and violence where no one would be able to see her. Considering that her parents had raised her to show nothing but what she wanted others to see, this was the perfect test of her cunning and deceit.

October kept those dark urges locked away in a dark cage when she was accepted to Hogwarts, forcing herself to go the entire year without bloody incident until she returned home. It was difficult, and physically pained her when people crossed her, but she held fast. That dark, evil look she can give did keep the terror she can become in check though, lessening the number of people that would do anything against her simply out of self-preservation whether they knew it or not.

Now her mother worries for her daughter, cautious due to strange events over the summer. October’s father mysteriously passed away. While not an actual suspect in his demise, October has gained a wary eye from her family, letting them wonder if it was from all the long years of neglect and apathy toward their children.

( ALIAS ) : Sirius
( AGE ) : 24
( EXPERIENCE ) : 7-8 years
( CONTACT INFO ) : skype - madd13
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : Proboards Support
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : DC Comics - The Flash

Sirens blared as cop cars raced to the scene of a crime. A bank was in the middle of being robbed. Wonderful, another daylight snatch and grab. It was one of the easier things that the fastest man alive would have to deal with. Today was supposed to be easy going, the lab being relatively quiet .. for him. Wally had finished his calculations hours ago. He was just tinkering now and taking his time finishing this and that with what he was working on.

But duty called! The Flash was once more called to defend his beloved city. And that he did. Wally excused himself from the lab and headed for the door. It wasn’t like he was leaving early. He was just going to his second job. Actually, no. This was his second job. Protecting the innocent of Keystone City and making sure the world was as it should be was his first and foremost job.

Like a bolt of lightning, the redhead took off, leaving a blur of scarlet behind him. It took only seconds for him to stand in the doorway of the bank that was being robbed. He took everything in and cleared his throat to get everyone’s attention. With a small smile, he gave a wave to the criminals before … Standing there holding guns? He had moved quicker than the eye could see, stripping the men of their weapons seemingly without moving. Even the papers scattered on the floor took a moment to rise and shift in the air in his wake.

Slowly, Flash dismantled the guns that had forced his charges into submission. I suggest you cooperate with the men and women in blue. Don’t wanna have to take a whole ‘nother second in kicking your butts. With a broad grin, he dropped the last of the metal pieces that made up the weapons and brushed off his hands. Turning, he gestured to the police force to enter and do their jobs. After all, these were ordinary men. They weren’t in league with the rogues he encountered that gave him real trouble. These were common thugs that knew not to push buttons with this Flash.

As he started to step away, Wally’s stomach gave a loud growl, signaling that power and body needed fuel. A small ‘crap’ escaped his lips as he sighed. Honestly, most of his paycheck went to his stomach. With a groan, he scanned the area quickly. Silly him. Burger King right across the way. With a more cheerful disposition, Wally jogged across the street, though it unconscious was a bit more than a jog. Oh well.

Stepping right up to the counter, as everyone watched the back at the windows, Wally glanced at the menu before smiling at the girl across from him. One of each, please. Yeah. One of each. He needed the entire value menu to settle everything properly and ensure that he would make it to dinner. And with some half heard response, he was informed that it would be on the house. Sweet. Free food. That was always a plus. Thanking the young woman he zipped off again, bags of food in his arm and one hand stuff his face. Now this is what he called ‘fast food’.