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Title: Vincent Zennzanin Black
Description: ACCEPTED


Vincent Black - August 23, 2008 05:52 AM (GMT)
First Name: Vincent
Middle Name(s): Zennzanin
Last Name: Black (No relation)

Birthday: 12/6/1973

Gender: Male

Past School House: Ravenclaw

Birthplace: Scotland

Residence: Castle D'Kellen in central Scotland.

Parents: Zennzanin Black, Rose D'Kellen
Siblings: Raven D'Kellen, a famous Death Eater, though he doesn't want to talk about it. Ever.
Relatives (If Any): (Relatives on the site not mentioned in siblings or parents.)

Occupation: Undercover Auror (shh, don't tell), Care of Magical Creatures professor.

Pets: Shadow the Nightmare (Its a horse with a mane and tail made of fire, for those of you who don't know)

Blood: Pure Blood

Age: 23
Hair Color: Black
Hair Style: Waist length, either braided or left loose.
Eye Color: Dark gray
Skin Tone: pale
Nationality: Mixed European.
Height: 6'0''
Weight: 176
Accent: American, though on occasion he'll slip back into a Scottish accent.

Married: No
Dating: Not currently
Children: None
Age of Children: Nothing!
Number of Children: I said no kids already!
Names of Children: *Sigh*

History:

Personality: Flirtatious, mischevious.
Hates: Unloyalty, spiders, pointless killing
Loves: A good challenge, flirting, Spicy food
Wants: a peaceful existence, where people no longer need to fear abuse of one's powers.
Wishes: To rid the world of death eaters, and others who would threaten the general populous.
Fears: Spiders, a world filled with slavery

Favourite Color: Purple
Favourite Past School Subject: Defense against the Dark Arts
Favourite Animal: Dog
Favourite Food: Curry
Least Favourite Color: Tan, especially on houses or automobiles. Uck.
Least Favourite Past School Subject: History of Magic.
Least Favourite Animal: Do giant spiders count? I HATE giant spiders...
Least Favourite Food: Pasta with that white sauce.

Wand Core: Dragon heartstring
Wand Wood: Gaboon Ebony
Wand Length: 12''
Wand Movement: Almost none
Wand Strengths and Weaknesses: Strong at protective magic, but lacking in Transmutation. He was never good at hiding his true face.

Affiliation: Neutral, technically. Whatever he feels is 'right'.

Special Talents: Getting in to trouble count?

Special Possessions: Kriel, a bastard sword made with a black metal.

Sample Post: Vincent ran down the street in a mad rush, stepping to the side behind a bench just in time to dodge a green blur from an Avada Kadavra curse, grunting from the exertion of the chase.
"Raven! Get back here, I'm taking you in!" he screamed in anger, jumping over the bench. The robed figure ahead of him turned and cackled in sadistic glee, sending another blast back towards him. Vincent again stepped to the side, catching himself against a mailbox, the powerful curse missing him by mere inches.
"Locomotor Mortis!" was his reply, hitting Raven square, the man falling forward. In a grotesque twist, Raven turned his body, pointing at a store window where a row of mannequins stood
"Piertotum Locomotor!" He yelled with his eerie grin, his right eye, glowing an eerie red looking triumphant. The row of mannequins leapt through the glass, one thrusting at Vincent with a flower embroidered umbrella. with a fluid motion, he drew the black bastard sword from his back, cutting the arm from the nearest mannequin, twirling in place to behead another, coming to a halt, and with a graceful thrust, he stabbed it through the last, kicking it off and onto it's back on the ground. Raven was already back on his feet, his wand pointed at Vincent's chest.
"Sectumsempra!" he yelled, a spray of blood issuing from Vincent's chest as a deep gash ripped across him. He fell to his knee, clutching at the deep cut, Raven slowly walking forward in an ominous gait.
"So, my dear brother, it looks as if I am again the victor... This time, though, its over..." Raven muttered, putting his wand to Vincent's temple.
"Avada-" he started, but his words were lost. With Vincent's last bit of strength, he disapperated, landing in a pile of snow outside a familiar pub, the Leaky Cauldron. The barkeep ran outside and dragged him in, Vincent giving him a growl.
"Geroff me... I'm per... Perfectly f-f-fine..."
"You say that every time, kid..."

What is the meaning of life?: Zzzz

Bade Skeffington - August 23, 2008 05:59 AM (GMT)
[Claps]

I like him lots. Accepted. ^^ Might want to add a bit to your history later on, but everything looks in order aside from that. ^^

Welcome to the family. /evil laughter

Vivian Amnell - August 23, 2008 06:00 AM (GMT)
-Steps behind her, joining in the laughter- Oh the things I will d-..WE..will..Do. -Wanders off-




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