Hel Ezra Valentine

[Hel Ezra Valentine]

VALENTINE, HEL EZRA

“Disease, insanity, and death were the angels that attended my cradle, and since then have followed me throughout my life.”
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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
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FULL NAME. Hel Ezra Valentine
NICKNAMES. None
BIRTHDATE. June 13th
AGE 35
BLOOD Halfblood
POSITION DESIRED Ex 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
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HAIR&EYES Wanted pictures once depicted him as a man with wild raven black hair that jutted in every direction like ruffled crow feathers and heavy black war paint. Now, in order to hide from Aurors, he's abandoned the face paint and shaved the sides of his head. The only thing that has remained the same would be his wild, doll-like glassy blue eyes.
HEIGHT&WEIGHT 6'2" and 125lbs, Underweight due to years spent at Azkaban
FACE CLAIM Andy Biersack

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I don’t go looking for trouble. Trouble usually finds me.
- Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban

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WAND Silverlime, Phoenix Feather, 12 1/4th Inches, Flexible
LIKES
Anarchy
Free Will
Power
Motorcycles
Basil
Icarus
Reading Minds and People
Mind Games
Insanity
Pain
Winning
Fear
Adrenaline
Control

DISLIKES
Authority
Conformity
Those who hurt his son
Theodore Beckett
Religion
Being told "No"
Rules
Children
Crying

BOGGART Basil, his son, fearing and hating him for all that he's done.
MIRROR OF ERISED Oddly enough, he desires forgiveness, and he craves it the most from the two people he loves most.
PATRONUS he Raven. Raven symbolizes the void - the mystery of that which is not yet formed. The blue and green hues that can be seen in the glossy black feathers of the raven represents the constant change of forms and shapes that emerge from the darkness. The raven represents extreme profanity with it's shrill cries, the evil, the corrupted, death and doom.
PERSONALITY
Wild. Chaotic. Volatile. Headstrong. Outspoken. Always looking for fun.

Hel has a bipolar disorder, having had moments where migraines initiate delusions of grandeur where he will be drawn to attack out of the belief that he is all powerful. Often times these episodes he is within a manic state in which he experiences vivid hallucinations and expresses extreme aggression. He has immense pride for being unstoppable, uncontrollable and logic. While he sometimes let emotion slip through the cracks, most of the time he condemns emotion, and those who let it interfere with reason. While he despises emotion, he is a tragic character in that, his major flaw is that he really does feel, and that his struggle to gain complete control over himself and the things around him is catastrophically self destructive.

"I am the raven, rapping on your door."

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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
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BIRTHPLACE Unknown, Adopted
SPOUSE None
CHILDREN Basil Lucas,
SIBLINGS None
OTHER
Foster Father: Isolde Ezra Valentine, Deceased, Esteemed member of Wizengamot
HISTORY

Hel has experienced a turbulent history where he has gone back and forth from sanity to insanity. He no longer draws a line between them, and cannot tell the difference between the real world and a dream.

He is a bastard child, his mother not knowing his own father for the fact that she was violated. Due to the child's small size, she was able to keep the child a secret from her psychologists and physicians. She gave birth to Hel in the privacy of her own home, without anyone to even so much to help deliver the baby, she did it all her own. She could not let the world see the baby's face. She did not kill the child because, it was hers. It was a parasite that grew within her, but it had her blood, her eyes. Yet the innocent babe looked just like the criminal who hurt her. She kept him until, one day, she received an unexpected visit from a child services officer by complaint of a neighbor who heard her crying child for five hours straight.

Hel was removed from the home of his mother, for in society, she was considered an invalid. She could not keep a job due to her mental illnesses, and lived off welfare. A woman with her degree of schizophrenia could not take care of a baby, as deemed by the judge, and he was put in an orphanage where he spent the majority of his life until he reached the age of eight. By that time, he had already reached an age of knowledge. He had learned the art of deception, the art of obsession and manipulation, of cruelty and savagery. He was adopted by Isolde Ezra Valentine, for one reason and one reason only.

Hel looked exactly like Isolde's dead son, whom he had accidentally ran over when he was pulling into the garage while his eager son waited to meet him. Isolde did not see his son in time.

Due to this, Hel was given wealth, status, and the revelation of his parent's legacy. His mother was a witch, belonging to an ancient pureblood family, his father a criminal, who died in Azkaban. From there he grew up becoming the ever intimidating Hel Ezra.

Throughout Hogwarts, he was a frightening presence, constantly black mailing other students and remaining in the dark. As an infamous Death Eater, he killed many, especially during the final battle. During the end of it, he was caught and incarcerated in Azkaban, where he spent the last eighteen years of his life until he broke out with several other Death Eaters.

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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
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NAME/ALIAS Elliot
OTHER CHARACTERS Marius Leclair, Sin Yeun Moon, Antimony Lockeheart, Cat Sexton
(pre-time skip) Decaria Leclair, Araceli Lazarus, Hel Ezra Valentine (this character)
RP EXPERIENCE? 7 years ish, about 3 on this site.
RP SAMPLE.

0:15


Hel stepped slowly through the remains of what use to be his old high school. Stepping through these halls presented a sinister presence. He felt as if there was something he should never forget that happened within these very halls. Something wrong and something wicked brewed somewhere in the belly of it.

Broken fluorescent lights hung from wires on the tall ceilings, chandeliers barely hanging on by their extravagant metal ornamentation. Lockers were broken into and doors were ripped off the hinges. Dust filled the air, making it harder and harder to breath as one descended further down into the halls.

Suddenly, Hel began to clutch his head, pain ripping through his mind and filling his ears with popping sounds, as if fireworks were being lit around him. He grit his teeth in pain, pulling at his hair at the sudden, unforgiving and spontaneous pain. He gripped onto a locker as his vision blurred a little for a moment, trying to catch his breath as he looked forward. Before him, he could see a light escape beneath a doorway.

He began to regain his footing again, taking a couple steps forward to grip onto the door as he opened it, before suddenly grasping his head again and letting out a perilous scream as a migraine tore through his head with the flash of a distant memory.

He was breathing heavily, staring at his hands-- he could see nothing. Everything was blurred and abstract, his eyes only perceiving color in pixelated images. He could hear nothing. Even his breathing sounded different, far away. When everything began to finally come into focus again, he kneeling above someone, and...his hands were covered in this dry red drink. It stained his hands and...his face was covered in it too, his lips and mouth. It was covered in whatever leaked from the thing beneath him. A thing with pretty green eyes but a mangled face with muscle and skin ripped off of it, as was the rest of his body. His nails had something beneath them. Blood and skin.

That pretty little dead thing looked a lot like Leander.

0:4


"Look at you..." A voice spoke sinisterly behind him. "What's the matter, can't talk?" Marcio crooned, leaning against the door as he pulled it behind him. He shoved a key in it, locking it to prevent escape. "Do you remember this place?" Hel frowned, "Yes! This is the place where they found my son! I would’ve never guessed you were a vampire, Hel. How fortunate that we meet again." He laughed. Hel made a snarling expression, taking a step towards him.
HOW DID YOU FIND OUR SITE? Caejae
CODE WORD? Can I slytherin?