ROSIER, eric voltaire

ERIC VOLTAIRE ROSIER,

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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 ) : Eric Voltaire Rosier
( NICKNAMES ) : don't even consider it a feasible option, Eric will do just fine, thank you.
( SEX ) : male
( BLOOD TYPE ) : pureblood
( AGE & DOB ) : 16// the 5th of November. Guy Fawkes puns need not attend.
( YEAR ) : 6th
( HOUSE ) : Slytherin
( CANON? ) : yes.
( OCCUPATION ) : Student
( AFFILIATION ) : death eater
( SEXUAL ORIENTATION ) : heterosexual.
( WAND ) :forest green baobob wood, peruvian vipertooth canine interior, 10 and 1/4 inches. intricate black engravings of celtic knots, inflexible.

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"I CAN'T PRETEND ANYMORE.
YOU'VE CHOSEN YOUR WAY, I'VE CHOSEN MINE."
• the personality • the personality • the personality •
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( LIKES ) :
+Living Creatures/Beasts
+his dog, an Alaskan Malamute named Hector
+Drugs/Alcohol-preferably a vintage, burgundy wine
+Classical Music
+Disorder/Chaos
+Destructive Magic

( DISLIKES ) :
+Blood/Bones. How curious.
+Attending Class
+Tea
+Therapists/Pyschologists
+Quidditch
+The Holidays

( STRENGTHS ) :
+Care of Magical Creatures
+Wordless Magic
+Offensive Spellwork
+Infalliably Protective

( WEAKNESSES ) :
+Rage Black-outs
+Bitter
+Evan Rosier, the brother that has forgotten his existence.
+Nauseated by Blood
+Herbology

( AMORTENTIA ) :
+Black Coffee
+Toasted Almonds
+Fresh Roses
+Marijuana

( RIDDIKULUS! ) : Following his brothers footsteps into the depths of madness. Also, Evan continuing to forget the very existence of his younger brother, and all those years of wasted memories.
( EXPECTO PATRONUM! ) : The evening before his 4th year at Hogwarts began, he found an innocent pup traipsing along the coastline of his parents property. He adopted the Alasakan Malamute, presumably the runt of the litter, and named him Hector. The dog has been a loyal and unwavering companion, a replacement for his lost sibling, perhaps? Technically, Hector is supposed to reside with the Care of Magical Creatures Professor, buthe's taken up a permeanet residence at the foot of his bed. It is not uncommon for the dog to follow Eric to classes and meals. Most professor's turn a blind eye, as Hector is friendly with the plethora of cats about the grounds.
( DEMENTOR'S KISS ) : The moment Evan forgot him, Eric had never felt so abandoned, so betrayed, so insecure, in his entire life. His brother, indeed his closest friend of youth, had left him all alone-and for what? A pile of decaying flesh and bone.
( MIRROR OF ERISED ) : One would assume that Eric's deepest desire would be to have Evan remember him, and resume their jovial brotherhood. In reality, the Slytherin lad is much more bitter than that. He would much prefer to forget the fact that Evan even existed- to not feel the need to protect and defend his elder brother from the shadows.
( PERSONALITY ) :

Eric is your typical teenage angst-ridden, teststerone-pumping youth, with a touch of bitter resentment and a dash of uncontrollable rage. To keep said anger in check, he smokes weed on the regular and mostly hangs out with his adored pup, Hector. Together, they frequent the edges of the forbidden forest behind the Game Keeper's hut, and spend their time dwelling in the realm of the majestic creatures about them. Eric has a deep rooted love for all living animals. One day, he even hopes to work as a games keeper himself, or maybe in the Department of the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures within the Ministry, though he would prefer a more hands on position. Maybe even a Dragon Handler, or something of the like- he prefers the most dangerous of creatures, comprehending that fear and beauty both lay in the eye of the beholder.

Outside of his ambitions, Eric's personality gets a tad more intricate. He suffers from rage black outs, though that's not saying he is easily frustrated. Rather, when he does eventually become irritated or angry, there's really no telling just how quickly a situation will escalate. Fiercly protective of his elder brother, though Evan more than likely has no idea that he is silently defending him- mostly because he doesn't even remember he has a brother. This is the exact reason that he become so proficient in wordless magic- so that no one would no he was the one casting such spells. The younger Rosier sibling feels betrayed and cheated by his senior, and yet still feels obligated to defend him. In the typical Slytherin fashion, his friends are few and far between- he prefers acquantinces, and of course, he see's no need for committed realtionships- opting for one night stands, instead.

(HAIR ) : Incredibly dark brown, just a bit lighter than black. He wears it in several styles, sometimes slicked back with gel, other times loose and shaggy, it all depends on the mood, darling.
( EYES ) : Much like his favored companion, Hector, Eric too boasts icy, enticing blue eyes, in the lightes of shades. They easily display most emotions. If his pupils dilate- beware, your probably about to endure a rage black out of some sort.
( FACIAL STRUCTURE ) :The lad sprouts a square jaw line, a broad nose, and dark facial hair- sometimes trimmed and pristine, other times rugged and chaotic.
(BODY STRUCTURE ) : Average height, hitting right around the 5'9 mark. Well built and muscular, from rigorously working with magical creatures.
( ATTIRE ) : Eric is well dressed, most often donning crisp button downs, pressed trousers, and polished leather loafers. Once in a while, he mixes up his attire with a trinity knot tie or a pair of suspenders.
( PLAY-BY ) :Iwan Rheon

( PARENTS ) :
+Mannfred Rosier-father
+Agatha Rosier-mother
( SIBLINGS ) :
+Evan Wilmont Rosier- brother, Slytherin.
( OTHERS ) :
+Freya Rosier-cousin
+Felix Rosier-cousin
( HISTORY ) :

In youth, Eric led the typical life of an offspring of a prominenet pureblood family, indulging in luxurius society functions and extended tropical vacations. He spent the vast majority of his younger years tagging along behind his brother, idolizing the elder Rosier boy. They spent all their time roaming the shorelines of their home in Poole, UK. Until, of course, that fateful era when Evan fell into some strange, obsessive fixations with decaying bones and rotting corpses. A rift formed between the brothers, soon expanding to the point where Eric completley forgot about his younger sibling, and even their parents. It was a strange sensation, to say the least, to have a member of your own flesh and blood completely deny your existence as a relative.

Eric became bitter, and resented his brothers betrayal, though he could not forgot the feeling of love the siblings once shared. He yearned for such companionship again, but was gifted with Hector instead. The Alaskan Malamute pup had been near death when Eric had first stumbled across him, a crumpled heap of blood and fur. He still remembers the nausea that encombossed his entire body at the mere sight of the maroon, viscous substance. He had pushed through the pain and the desire to faint, and instead nursed the creature back to health. Hector grew swift and strong, and has sense been Eric's truest and most loyal friend.

It was then that Eric relized just how passionate he was for the subject Care of Magical Creatures, indeed it was the only lesson he cared about in the least. He decided right then to devote his life to the care of more natural beings- ones who knew little of lonliness or betrayal. Still bitter in regards to his familial issues, he began to suffer from rage black outs. The overwheming, raw emoition of vehemance consumed his physique and clouded his mentality- causing him to act on instinct, rather than processed thought. On occasion, he even forgot that such events had transpired, until he was reminded other wise. He had practiced and toild to become a master of silent magic, thus drawing less attention to himself when such circumstances occured, or when he needed to come to the quiet defense of his brother.

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"MY WHOLE FAMILY HAVE BEEN IN SLYTHERIN."
"BLIMEY, AND I THOUGHT YOU SEEMED ALL RIGHT!"
• the handler • the handler • the handler •
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( ALIAS ) : Hannah
( AGE ) : 21. (nine hundred and twenty one, to be precise.)
( EXPERIENCE ) : well, I'm a time lord, and thus, I have infinite expierence.
( CONTACT INFO ) : pm co-admin account!
( HOW'D YOU FIND US? ) : the tardis whisked me off here, of course.
( ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ) : refer to James Atticus Potter, Morgana Dae Scrivenshaft, Cooper Donovan Bailey, Charlotte Azaelea Maude, and Professor Horace Ebenezar Forsythe Slughorn, please.

GERONIMOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

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"WEIRDOS, THAT'S WHAT YOU TWO ARE.
IT'S GOOD YOU'RE BEING SEPARATED FROM NORMAL PEOPLE."
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