Post by naddral on Mar 13, 2010 22:10:29 GMT
DENZELSHADELACROSTE
hello? it's me, nade here, remember? oh, okay. well. i'm sixteen and i've been around this roleplay world for about three years. i stumbled about here thanks to proboards.
HE LIVES IN A FAIRYTALE
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full name
Denzel Shade Lacroste.
nicknames
Denz, d, lacroste.
age
Seventeen.
date of birth
First, April.
year and house of preference
Seventh, Slytherin.
bloodline[/color]
Pureblood.
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IT'S ALL ABOUT THE EXPOSURE THE LENS
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height
Six foot two.
weight[/color]
One hundred and sixty pounds.
hair colour[/color]
Raven black.
eye colour[/color]
Hazel brown.
skin tone[/color]
Tanned.
play-by[/color]
Eric Saade.
Where to start? So many words to describe this man. Charming, brilliant, extraordinary? Too many to pick one. Denzel has a lot of traits resembling his father's, and a little his mother's. Denzel is a little above average height, allowing him to blend in with the crowd quite well, if you look away from his looks. His weight is a little above average as well, though that is because of the muscles gained from working out practically each day.
Denzel got raven colored black hair and gorgeous hazel brown eyes. You don't need to look a second time to see that Denzel puts an effort in his hair. It doesn't require a lot, only a few friendly-for-the-environment hairproducts. You'd almost think that Denzel would use makeup, considering his nearly perfect skin, not to forget the tan; it is all natural. Denzel got a well-fitted body, including a bulky six-pack (who doesn't?), well-shaped legs and arms, a long with the other body parts.
Though nobody is perfect, not even Denzel. He is an extreme player, thinking he can get whatever he points at, though it is mostly girls. Though he gets rejected half the time. Denzel is more of a one night stand guy rather than a one girl guy. He is actually afraid of commitment, not really wanting a huge responsibility nor having to take care of somebody else.
Denzel got a really bad habit: He bites his nails. Even though it is not much, it is disgusting. Even he thinks it is. He is trying to quit, but he just can't. He have pretty much tried everything, but nothing works as it should. It will remain there with him the rest of his life, probably.
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SENTENCE ME TO ANOTHER LIFE
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father
Alexander Shade Lacroste.
mother[/color]
Victoria Lacroste.
siblings[/color]
Shawn Tate Lacroste.
Minnie Shade Lacroste.
spouses[/color]
None.
offspring[/color]
None.
other relations[/color]
Darius Ray Richardson (godfather)
Spring time. To be more exact; April 1st. That is the date which marks when Denzel Shade Lacroste was brought to the world. Born into a family consisting of pureblood wizards and witches, it was obvious Denzel would become one in time. Denzel was the oldest child, first born, whatever you would like to call it. Which meant he was the parents favored child. Most people think it is the youngest one, but they are absolutely wrong. In the childhood, Denzel was home-schooled until he was old enough to begin on Hogwarts. He pretty muched lived the perfect life. Servants everywhere, or well, house elves in that manner, that did everything he wanted them to do. Though one important thing happened while he was home-schooled. One night, Denzel's father had gotten drunk, and started beating Denzel's mom and himself all the night. Eventually Denzel's father stopped, but the pain from that episode is still there, deep, deep inside.
First year at Hogwarts, and Denzel already became one of the popular kids. He was one of the coolest kid in his year, one of the prettiest one (they were so young, think about they're vocabulary) and one of the smartest one. He was pretty much all you could imagine. As Denzel grew in appearance, personality and age, things changed. He was no more the prettiest kid, he was the hottest one, well one of them. He is still today, even though competition is there.
Personality wise, Denzel has become quite the mean one. He likes to bully people, not really mattering who they are. He also enjoyes doing things that aren't allowed; Sneaking around in the forbidden forest, being in the girls bathroom and dorm, execusing spells without permission... you name it.
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IF GOD'S THE GAME THAT YOU'RE PLAYING
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is this app done?
it is.
A TIGER IS A TIGER NOT A LAMB MEIN HERR[/color]
roleplay sample
Weather today was unusally... sucky. It rained, it had been since the start of the day. It never stopped, it didn't take any break. It just kept going, as an army marching to wards their enemy, full of confidence. No animals could be seen outside, not anywhere. Probably taken shelter to escape the tears of god.
Denzel looked upon the sky, but quickly closed his eyes and turned his head down to wards the ground. He lifted his hands and wiped the water off his face. His eyes opened slowly, staring to wards the once green grass, now full of brown mud. He turned his body around and started walking to wards the school. He didn't want his uniform to be ruined... again. He had ruined too many, and he actually feared he would have to pay for a new one. Hven though he was farily rich, he hated paying people, even though it was minimal.
He stood outside the two large wooden doors blocking the entrance to Hogwarts. He pushed the one to the left slightly, and it opened. Of course, he wasn't strong enough to do that alone, as there was house elves who helped him... a lot. He started walking again, entering the final door, which was open. He was meeted with a wave of warmth and happiness. He smirked for himself and continued walking, heading for the Great Hall, hoping for a snack.
Denzel looked upon the sky, but quickly closed his eyes and turned his head down to wards the ground. He lifted his hands and wiped the water off his face. His eyes opened slowly, staring to wards the once green grass, now full of brown mud. He turned his body around and started walking to wards the school. He didn't want his uniform to be ruined... again. He had ruined too many, and he actually feared he would have to pay for a new one. Hven though he was farily rich, he hated paying people, even though it was minimal.
He stood outside the two large wooden doors blocking the entrance to Hogwarts. He pushed the one to the left slightly, and it opened. Of course, he wasn't strong enough to do that alone, as there was house elves who helped him... a lot. He started walking again, entering the final door, which was open. He was meeted with a wave of warmth and happiness. He smirked for himself and continued walking, heading for the Great Hall, hoping for a snack.
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turn it off in all my spite
credit to NERDS CAN ROCK for this app :] her
hard work went into it when she should have
been studying! shoosh! xP lyrics to paramore's
new album; brand new eyes![/font]
