Post by Deleted on Jul 4, 2013 22:52:41 GMT -7
MORRISEY, CECIL PETER
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The truth is a beautiful and terrible thing, and should therefore be treated with caution.
- Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone[/color][/size]
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FULL NAME. Cecil Peter Morrisey
NICKNAMES. Ce-Ce
BIRTHDATE. August 11
AGE Forty-Four
BLOOD Pure
POSITION DESIRED Death Eater
CANON OR ORIGINAL? Original
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It is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.
- Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets[/color][/size]
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HAIR&EYES Dark brown and gray streaked hair. Gelled back
eyes are dark brown
HEIGHT&WEIGHT 6 foot 1/2 inches
190 lb
FACE CLAIM Jeremy Irons
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I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban [/color][/size]
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WAND rosewood red, tiger teak core, 11', not very flexible.
LIKES Voldemort, arguments, the last to arrive, being late, the color blue, crooked smiles, threatening people, piano music, souvenirs
DISLIKES laundry day, the color yellow, peppy people, getting dirt on his new suit, beggars, visiting diagon alley, The Daily Prophet, nosy writers
BOGGART Death to himself
MIRROR OF ERISED Voldemort to take over and have the magical realm flip and take over
PATRONUS Hyena, he finds humor in almost everything and seems nice at first, but will kill when he gets the chance.
PERSONALITY
Cecil Morrisey is a very high class man. He dresses his best and does his best. He's interested in the arts and has just as big of an interest in dark wizards. He does what it takes to progress further into taking over the wizarding world and helping Voldemort. He can't back out now, he's too far into it.
Cecil is a very argumentative person, it doesn't take to much for him to end up hating you. He does find humor in a lot of things though. He travels when he can and has an extensive collection of souvenirs from his "missions" and his travels. Cecil doesn't feel remorse, he doesn't feel bad for anything that he does. Talking back to people, lying, fighting, thievery, murder. Every since a young age he never had a problem with consequences. He's fallen so far that nothing scares him anymore.
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Remember, if the time should come when you have to make a choice between what is right, and what is easy, remember what happened to a boy who was good, and kind, and brave, because he strayed across the path of Lord Voldemort.
- Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire[/color][/size]
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BIRTHPLACE Montreal, Quebec, Canada
CHILDREN No children
PARENTS Mark and Rachel Morrisey, 86 and 77, Mark- Huffelpuff, Rachel- Slytherin, Mark- retired carpenter, Rachel- retired nurse
SIBLINGS Paul K. Morrisey, 47, School teacher
OTHER no
HISTORY
On a cold fall morning a baby was born in the town of Quebec in Canada. The boy soon showed signs of trouble. From hostility towards people to stealing, they boy soon caused havoc on the family. As Cecil grew up and entered Hogwarts he became a nuisance to the school and found himself many times visiting the headmaster. He was very smart, but caused many issues at his seven year presence their. Perhaps he was sorted into the wrong house as well...
After graduation he opened up a high end suit store on the outskirts of Diagon Alley, slightly hard to find. He killed his business partner five years after on a money dispute and was sent to prison. After release on insufficient evidence he took his revenge out on those who sent him there. He was soon approached by the dark wizard himself and thus started his career as a Death Eater.
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Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban[/color][/size]
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NAME/ALIAS They call me Taubert.
OTHER CHARACTERS Richard Posey- 5th year Slytherin
Proffesor John L. Henning
RP EXPERIENCE? yessum
RP SAMPLE.
"Here Piggy... Piggy... Piggy" Cecil's narrow slender fingers trailed up the banister as he made his way up the stairs. He felt the smoothness of the wood reminding him of his wand. The stairs creaked under his weight. The dead silence of the night made the sound twice as loud, breaking through the quietness. He rolled his wand in his fingers as he approached the top of the stairs. His eyes directed his gaze to the hallway and smirked as a door slowly opened from the draft of the room.
"Come now, Rose. Don't you want you play with your friend Cecil anymore?" He grinned in the dark. The moonlight shined against his teeth as he passed the hallway window. He stopped at the doorway and observed the room. No closet, no drapes, no large wardrobe, but a fairly large space under the bed. Cecil grinned wickedly and approached the bed. He quickly stuck his hand under it and grabbed a handful of hair. He pulled the woman out from under her only protection and got her to her knees.
Cecil knew he didn't have time to play anymore. Outside the window he saw many lights approaching in the sky.
"Please, I have a daughter" The woman tried begging. He growled and pulled the woman's head back by her hair.
"I'm going to be the last thing you see, Princess. Now sleep. Avada Kedavra."
HOW DID YOU FIND OUR SITE? googles
CODE WORD? Can I Slytherin?