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swan song

my life

Created on 2008-01-03 16:50:26 (#14589159), last updated 2008-04-07

183 comments received, 133 comments posted

Basic Info
Name:Evan Rosier
Birthdate:1961-04-15
Location:United Kingdom
Bio
RP journal for Evan Rosier for [info]_levicorpus. Maintained by [info]veredly_inferno. JK Rowling owns Evan Rosier and the Harry Potter universe.
PB: Cyrille Thouvenin

the player
Name: Vered
ANY contact information: vered17[AT]gmail[DOT]com
ANY experience: RPing for about three years

the character.
Name: Evan Rosier
Gender: Male
Year & House: Slytherin alumnus
Affiliation: DE

Appearance:

Evan Rosier is tall, blond, and fair. He swears he could double as the handsome prince in any fairytale story, except he doesn’t really want to because all fairytale princes are poofters and who wants to be a poofter. He has grey eyes, a fairly normal grey, yet when he has that intense glow in them, he looks almost manic. His hair is always artfully tousled, but not like James Potter, that wanker. It is always continuously falling into his eyes, even when he just got the bloody thing cut two days ago. He’s exceptionally proud of his jaw, which is strong and manly and completes his look of utter, utter handsomeness.

His clothes are stylish, but not like Lucius Malfoy, because what bird wants a bloke who dresses better than she does? Besides, he’d look silly in those fancy getups Malfoy likes wearing, and he’s not going to look silly, thankyouverymuch. Cissy doesn’t count, but that’s cos she’s Cissy. His entire look is that of a careless cad. It’s stylishly careless, mind you. That shirt that’s half-tucked in? He meant it to be half-tucked in, shut up. It draws the ladies and the men, but he’d rather not think about them.

One thing more? He laughs. Evan Rosier is always laughing.

[PB: Randy Johnston.]

History:

Born to an upper class family, Evan Rosier is the only child of Aurelius Rosier and Zephyrine Arceneau, his father from an upstanding English pureblood family and his mother from a noveau riche French pureblood family. (He is so glad he ended up with a normal name.) His Aunt Druella is Cygnus Black’s wife. He grew up surrounded by the brats of all the proper pureblood families, and they all encouraged each others’ brattishness and . . . stuff. Needless to say, he was the little charmer, even before he started Hogwarts. Amazingly, he grew up a good deal less spoiled than some of his peers, even though he was an only child.

Although his parents wanted another child, they were unable to have one. As a result, they pushed him to excel even more than they had already. In return, Evan responded by not caring. He still had an education foisted off on him, however, although at age eight, it was embarrassing being the only boy who could speak perfect French.

He was raised too with pureblood values. Mudbloods were ruining wizarding Britain; Muggles were no better than animals. He had dared to play with some Muggle youths when he was six, once. The punishment that resulted from that made him loathe to approach any Muggles ever again.

He was almost sorted Gryffindor. If it hadn’t been for the fact that his father would murder him in his sleep, he would have just let the Hat sort him into Gryffindor. In his first month, he received way too many detentions, but after the fifth Friday night scrubbing cauldrons, he decided he didn’t want to be a virtual slave for the rest of his life school years. However, not wanting to get caught for elaborate heists didn’t mean he didn’t pull off those elaborate heists in the first place. He was just really, really good at not getting caught.

Had he only tried, he could have been one of the highest scoring students in Hogwarts. Instead of focusing on schoolwork, he put in minimal effort and ran off to do other things, like go run after girls, or sneak into the Restricted Section to learn more spells from that new Dark Arts book, or convince this girl that she absolutely had to go to Hogsmeade with him. (He still hasn’t returned that Dark Arts book yet.) The rare times he actually put some effort into his work always resulted after a prolonged battle with boredom, or when he needed to get into a certain professor’s good books.

Lord Voldemort entered his life early on. His father had been a classmate of his, and was often gone for periods of times when Evan was growing up. He heard about the Dark Lord’s policies from a very early age, and was expected to follow in his father’s footsteps. At first, he was highly skeptical of the idea of following another blindly. Weren’t Slytherins meant to follow themselves?

That all changed when he met the Dark Lord, the summer before his sixth year. The man exuded power, a power so heady Evan knew he wanted some part of that power, be it ever so insignificant. This was what his father followed.

Despite barely scraping by in all his classes, he passed his OWLs with flying colors. Some suspicions of cheating followed that, but he awed them all with his wit and brilliance warded them off until no one really cared anymore. For NEWTs, he slacked off in all his classes once again, only raising his grades when the professors threatened to kick him out of the class.

He calmed down a bit his last two years at school.

After Hogwarts, he enlisted into the Auror training program. After all, you need a guy on the inside. The glory aspect of it doesn’t harm any, either.

He has never really liked his parents. Once he reached majority, he moved out onto his own in a small flat in Diagon Alley.

Personality:

Simply put, Evan Rosier is brilliant, with an unfortunate flair for dramatics. All the world’s a stage, and dammit, he’d better be one of the leads. (For that matter, he has a flair for acting, as well.) He is a bloody stupid sod of a Gryffindor that way, but it’s him, so he’s allowed to do that. He also wants to be great, whatever it takes. He wants to be remembered. He refuses to surrender, and if he dies, he wants to go out in style.

Because of his upbringing, his grammar and diction default to perfect, although he often makes a conscious effort to make it sound less snobbish. The result is somewhat stilted bad grammar. He also subconsciously throws random French into his conversations, the result of both French and English being his first languages. Of course, he has no qualms against swearing, in either language.

He also has little moral character. If someone wounds him or Merlin forbid, someone he cares about, he will stop at nothing to gain revenge. Lying, stealing, cheating are all fair in the game, and rules are meant for other people. He can be perfectly nasty and has no conscience or compassion. If the poor little first year was stupid and got hit with a boils curse? His own fault. Still, he has a strange loyalty to those he can truly call his friends.

What he wants most is power, in any form, preferably power and glory, together. He admits that power is more important than glory, but oh, does he love the thrill that comes from the latter.

It is suspected that he is a bit manic. But he's charming, very charming, so most people don't notice.
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