Post by Ardin Crabbe on Jun 21, 2011 6:16:40 GMT -7
CRABBE, ARDIN VELIUS.
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FULL NAME. Ardin Velius Crabbe
NICKNAMES. Crabbe Sr. by the younger generation.
BIRTHDATE. October 11th
AGE Forty-one
BLOOD Pure-blood
POSITION DESIRED Death Eater
CANON OR ORIGINAL? Canon- - - - -
HAIR&EYES Short brown hair that is easy to take care of, and nothing done beyond the necessary. Light blue eyes.
HEIGHT&WEIGHT 6'3”. I'm no good with weight but he is a big guy, intimidating.
FACE CLAIM David Morrissey- - - - -
LIKES The idea of power (that comes easily), fine food and drink, intimidating co-workers, jokes (especially at the expense of someone else), being married AND having servants so that he doesn't have to do anything on his own, staying at home, clothes that make him look like he put more time into his appearance than he did.
DISLIKES Ballroom dancing, organized dinners, animals, people who feel the need to tell everyone they meet their life stories, the usual pureblood maniac's enemies, being blamed for things that he didn't (or did) do, annoying sounds in repetition, being the butt of a joke, housework, children, optimists.
BOGGART Voldemort, despite serving him.
MIRROR OF ERISED Rising to a position of power, whether it be in work or the ranks of the Death Eaters.
PATRONUS N/A, Death Eater.
PERSONALITY A man lacking in tact and who has trouble in watching his manners. Thankfully for him, manners come as second nature when the Dark Lord is around primarily out of fear rather than respect. He isn't the smartest of people at all, but when something will serve him, he can be crafty. He has a dark sense of humor usually directed at the undesirable sort unless he has a friend that doesn't mind an exchange in insults. He isn't that much of a family man though he cares about his son in his own way. In his youth he was probably the sort of ordinary teen boy whose greatest ambition was finding his way to the girls' dorm without being injured or caught.
Given to clumsiness when he is under a strain, most especially with the Dark Lord around. He is something of a coward who would throw another death eater under the bus if it made him look better or made his own actions seem less severe in comparison. Like many death eaters he is comfortable with torturing others or killing them because in his mind they shouldn't have gone and existed in the first place. He has no great respect for the other Death Eaters aside from Lucius but does fear some of them. Notably Bellatrix.- - - - -
BIRTHPLACE Somewhere in England.
PARENTS Velius and Frances Crabbe, both deceased.
SIBLINGS N/A
OTHER Son Vincent Crabbe, wife.
HISTORY From a pureblooded family, it comes as no surprise that he was sorted into Slytherin house while attending Hogwarts. He had been raised with the same ideals that most of the Slytherins were, but something new was a sense of unity among people near his own age. He enjoyed also the house system that told him exactly who he should victimize and who he should look up to. He did get into a few awkward situations through a perverted nature and dark sense of humor, but the bonds that he made early on protected him.
He married almost directly after school due to an arranged marriage his family had planned out for him. Joining the Death Eaters later on was never a doubt once people he knew did so. It didn't hurt that Crabbe looked up to people like Lucius Malfoy, who were more capable of finding their place in the world. Becoming a follower was, in his eyes, the quickest way to rise to the top. The idea that maybe it would only cement his dependency didn't occur to him. And also, he didn't care as much about his wife's safety because she had put an end to his free days and he hadn't gotten the time to really get to know her anyway.
Crabbe likely never stood out in the early years of the Death Eaters, but was still loyal. When Voldemort fell he was forced to find his own way in life... supposedly. After getting his name cleared he got a low-level job at the Ministry through his contacts. Luckily for him, a small fortune had been left from his father anyway. And once the distraction of pureblood mania was out of the way, he also spent more time with his baby son Vincent and came to finally accept the family life.
After living a relatively quiet and boring life hardly resembling his former one, Crabbe came to the graveyard when summoned. The experience and the realization of how lucky he was to get out of the graveyard alive after not seeking out Voldemort caused him to rethink his current situation, and he reverted to his old ways.- - - - -
NAME/ALIAS Lexy/Shalie
RP EXPERIENCE? Oh I dunno, a long time. 8+ years?
RP SAMPLE.Crabbe was rather disgusted to see a house elf at all. It did cost more, but Crabbe preferred to have human servants in his house. It showed that he had dominance over even those meant to be his equals, and also he didn't have to look at the horrid creatures. Unfortunately, there were times when a house elf was the best choice, as with the Malfoys in this place. They would be much less likely to spill any secrets that were discussed here. That didn't change the fact that Crabbe immediately wanted to throw his already tired arms around the creature's neck and strangle it. It would make him feel a little better at least about what had happened. But since the pitiful thing was offering him help he hardly had reason to complain.
Mistress... Mistress... Oh great! His heart picked up speed when he saw Bellatrix coming. He never did want to admit it but he was afraid of her when she was actually around, though the thought of her alone normally didn't evoke fear. He glared off at nothing, trying to look as though the world had done him wrong. Because he felt that it had, he did a good job of keeping that emotion alone on his face. “While Goyle and I were out, one of the muggles spotted us. They must have thought we were after their 'invaluable belongings'.”
CODE WORD? EiffelTower
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