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Archived Applications / Ryszard-Reginheraht B. Diederich

« on: 24/04/2014 at 15:33 »

Application for Hogwarts School

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→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.
Name:Ryszard-Reginheraht B. Diederich

Birthday:8th August

Hometown:Kleinfurst Manor,Quedlinburg,Germany

Bloodline: Pureblood

Magical Strength (pick one):
Charms

Magical Weakness (pick one):
Transfiguration

Year (pick two):4th, 5th Year

Biography:
If you are applying to be a first, second, or third year, your biography must be at least one hundred words long.
If you are applying to be a fourth year or above, your biography must be at least three hundred words long.
With puffed rubicund cheeks and defiant cerulean eyes that beamed livid anger, little Ryszard raised his cleft chin in an attempt to intimidate the lissome blonde who sat gracefully opposed to him,who possessed features similar to his own. His shock of pale locks seem to bristle in spikes atop his somewhat adorable face.

The young girl before him smiled benignly, showing roseate cheekbones that made her alluring features all the more radiant.With her delicate hands that gleamed like fine china in the softened sunlight folded politely on her lap, the girl calmly regarded Ryszard with unassuming eyes.

“I hate you.”,Ryszard gritted through his pearlescent teeth.

Rhiannon raised a neat brow,she replied softly in her dulcet,velvety tongue.
“Why,thank you.”her bright smile widened.

Seeing that Rhiannon was so oddly unperturbed,Ryszard bit his lower lip as it quivered vulnerably, “I want to go home.”,his voice now a guttural moan.

“You are home,” Rhiannon chided gently. “Where you belong.”

“NO I'M NOT!”Ryszard roared hysterically.Tears blinking o his luscious lashes and streaming down his face,he gasped between intermittent sobs, “I-If it weren't you! If you hadn't followed Papa!Mama and I wouldn't be here! I would be back with my friends and Mama and Papa!”No matter how he tried to wipe away his tears,they just continued to fall like strings of shooting stars. “Why?! Why'd you have to bring me here?!” 

A veil of decadent lashes disguised Rhiannon's thoughts,carefully, she pulled the crying boy into her arms, combed her fingers through his soft hair.From a far it looked as though she was comoforting Ryszard, Rhiannon seemed to succeed as his racking shoulders subsided abruptly.

The truth was far from it.

Her soft lips brushed Ryszard's earlobe,making him shudder,but the dangerously low murmur that followed made him feel like he had been immersed in a cold tub brimming with ice. “Now, now, stop crying. Though tears from a boy are often more convincing, this strategy I myself have tried many years ago and still find it awfully pathetic,does not suit you as well.Do you honestly believe that I would fall for such a childish ploy? I've hoped that you wouldn't disappoint me but I am distraught you have. You are a smart boy, you indeed are,but only enough to survive in the streets.”Though her tone was sweet and delicate,Rhiannon's words cut as sharp as knives through hot butter. “Prying me for petty little information like that? Think, if I sincerely had the conscience to bring you back to this household, couldn't I have sent for you myself rather than have grandmother's dearest maid receive you? If I was the person that truly wanted you dead?”.Her minty breath sharpened Ryszard's senses,”Wouldn't I have wanted to see you dead for myself?”

Then Ryszard stiffened at her last sentence, as she lovingly kissed him on the forehead, then reeled towards the french open doors and disappeared beyond the ballooned cream draperies.

Ryszard intook a deep breath before exhaling, his eyes now inquisitive and ascetically solemn, contemplating her final words.

“Think very carefully about how stricken and remorseful grandmother looked when she was the first person waiting by your sickbed.”

Lady Rhaeghan looked disappointed and agitated beneath the convincing pretense, a little angry when he refused the medicine.

Ryszard immediately understood, and turned his complicated stare to the billowing curtains Rhiannon passed through.

Of course,this was many many years ago, in the early days since Ryszard and his mother arrived at the household. Ryszard was poisoned because he false consumed a piece of cheese meant to kill the rats that infested the old home.When he first awakened, his grandmother repetetively comforted him and in her words she implied that the maid who was responsible has been sent away while insinuating that it was Rhiannon's scheming.Already wary of his sister, he began to suspect that she had plotted to kill him so that she would have no competitor due to Lady Rhaeghan currently favoring him over Rhiannon. Her words changed his perspective, though he was not completely sure if it were the truth, he knew that she was right about Lady Rhaeghan.

Now a matured teen sitting with ruminative eyes glazing over a family portrait from some years ago, Ryszard felt complicated about his feelings towards his sister, who had dutifully fulfilled her side of the vow, granting him a smooth life of peace free from Lady Rhaeghan's clutches,though he himself now has the ability to protect himself.

Ryszard's callous thumb brushed over her face as he smiled quietly,”I still hate you.”,but didn't quite mean it.


→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.
Note: This section is optional, and is up to you to complete.

House Request:Slytherin

Personality: Ryszard is a fiercely independent young man who does not easily regret his actions neither apologizes for his stormy temper.Ryszard may appear somewhat of an abrasive,stubborn and difficult prick, he is in fact quite an observant and pragmatic person that chooses his words carefully for whatever meaning he intended.He has a devillish sense of humour and an equal penchant to conspire, though not as gifted as his sister, Ryszard is a ruthless tactician in his own standard.He consciously lies and manipulates anything and anyone at all to get what he wants. He often comes off as a brute purposely so that many would loosen their guard around him. Ryszard collects secrets, his honest eyes imploring others to confide in him, to seek counsel.In his own words, his intention is not ill,its just for insurance. Yet Ryszard understands limitations and pries as far as his subject subconsciously allows. He was endowed with a bewitching inborn charm, a trademark of those belonging to the Diederich House,but like his sister as well,he shows none of the lunacy carried in their blood that often surfaces in their prime years. He presents himself as a talented athlete, due to his earlier active participation of muggle sports during his childhood in Trier. Due to an light inferiority complex when confronted with Rhiannon,his sister, he holds a one sided rivalry against her and often challenges her to compete in what they both excel in. Ryszard has this seamless camaraderie with Rhiannon that pays off when he decides to go against Lady Rhaegan,his late grandmother.
Appearance:Rsyzard has quite attractive features, masculine but unassuming, he carried himself swiftly with a rough elegance. He is quite tall, leanly muscular and very agile. He has a shock of smooth cream locks often tousled as Ryszard does not tend to his hair early in the morning, Ryszard stands erect and powerful, his voice deep and even as freshly fallen snow. He also has a straight,patrician nose,rich eyebrows and cool cerulean irises. Ryszard has broad shoulders and proportionally muscled arms as well as legs that are seen appropriate for his age.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
Please reply to one of the Sample Roleplays below.
Ryszard ambled down the hall, his expression stern as he made long powerful advances.He currently had his thoughts revolving a difficult puzzle his sister had recently posted to him from her Dresden home, the cipher would reveal her true message and it required massive mental effort. Much to his disdain,Ryszard had spent the entire night before to break it but has yet to succeed.

Many of the other students made way as he passed, his metallic cold eyes made evident that he was having a difficult day. Ryszard couldn't help but overhear annoyed whispers among the passing crowd about some reporter harassing them with the most absurd question possible, they discussed the mentality of the reporter at hand.

He really needs a distraction for the moment before he flings an inanimate object at an innocent passer-by.

According to the information gathered through his discreet eavesdropping, Ryszard walked towards the deduced whereabouts of this curious little reporter. He fancied the idea of toying with her mind a bit.

It was not to his surprise that the girl had came onto him on first sight.She had poor athletic skill, yet did not lack enthusiasm, observing the desperation in her eyes,Ryszard immediately understood this was the sit-by-the-desk kind of office girl,like the ones that used to rush in and out of his grandmother's study,possibly a colleague of another office person, and this one was trying hard to not disappoint.

Ryszard's lips unnoticeably twitched into a smirk that disappeared justas quickly. Let's just hope you won't disappoint me,Ryszard mused internally.

He answered the girl's desperate call,nodding towards her in acknowledgement, cerulean eyes attentive. Ryszard slightly wrinkled her eyebrow to feign careful consideration,but instead he was laughing his teeth off on the inside, frog legs for lunch? Who in the world---

Ryszard smiled warmly and answered in a kind tone, “Well, I am not one to judge, but everyone has their own preferences.” Then winked playfully, “But I do think frog legs serve better as prank material.”




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