Application for Valron Cornix

[Valron Cornix]

Application for Beauxbatons Academy

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Valron Cornix

Birthday: 5th May

Hometown: Paris

Bloodline: Pureblood


Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration


Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination


Year (pick two): 1e Annee, preferably Te Annee

Biography:

  Valron is born to Knaves Cornix and Annabeth Hawkins, a respectable pureblood couple amongst the Wizarding Society known for their fixation on magical creatures and the prospect of their healing properties, Avian species in particular. As a child, he is often left alone in the care of house elves while his parents go on trips all over the wizarding world in search of these creatures and committing themselves to research.

With the exception of the house elves, he has received no form of affection over his growing years, learning to go through the days doing what is to be expected of him under the watchful eyes of his tutors. As a child, he learned to grow up quickly in a loveless environment, shaping a fierce independence as the core of his structure, and it is this independence that causes him to chafe under the restrictions a pureblood child is meant to be raised under.
When the time warp happened, nothing much was changed as he had been taught never to associate with muggleborns and therefore he was eased into the transition fairly easily enough, even though the process was slow.

Keen to escape the iron cage that was his life, he sought to flee.
Slipping away from his careless tutor, he unfortunately wound up in one of the darkest seediest areas of Paris, still reeling from the damage of the first world war and suffering from the second. There, the young master was exposed to some of the most cruelest sights a person can witness. The depths and darkness of muggle and wizardkind alike- robbery, prostitution, starving cold children left to fend for themselves on the street. A nightmare.
He was an easy target to those struggling to make ends meet.

By the time he was found, he no longer sang about tales of freedom.
Something else had replaced the child inside, naive and starved of love.
Something cold, hard and inexplicable

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


Ecole Request:
Humanities, Literature.

Communaté Preference:
Surprise me.

Personality:

Valron is a person that takes to his quiet, content to be with his own thoughts and books, nevertheless he is not one to reject a conversation if someone starts one. He has a particularly formal way of speaking, even amongst friends, as though keeping a subconscious distance with people. If you manage to become his friend, he would be loyal and relaxed to a certain degree around you, more prone to making jokes and quips. On a good day, he remains on neutral, if not friendly terms with majority of the people he associates with. On a bad one, he takes to shutting himself away, becoming snippy and reclusive, self-loathing even.

Appearance:
He has a beauty spot on his right cheek, short brunette hair cropped near the ears and blue eyes, the shade of deep oceans. His strong brows and thin lips gives off a rather coy look that he uses to his advantages.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across this post on the site. Please as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions!

The corridors of Beauxbatons swarmed with the comings and goings of students, all chattering rather gaily to one another in a mixture of french and other languages, presumably on their way to lessons or lunch, judging from the sheer numbers of the crowd.

Valron allowed a quiet sigh to escape as he does his best to weave through the crowd, resenting how packed it was quickly becoming. Had he not been raised as a prime example of manners, he would certainly have had blown his top like a common muggle and started yelling at everyone to get out of the way. Thankfully enough, he had enough sense and proper decorum to hold his tongue as yet another careless oaf bumped into his shoulder.

Ducking behind a less crowded area, he sped up his pace, keen to place some distance between himself and the noise. The eighteen year old turned several more corners and slowly made his way down the steps, careful not to dirty any of his clothes. Not that there would be a speck of dust left uncleaned in this school, nevertheless it doesn't hurt to be careful. The content smile on his face soon melted into one of surprise however, when from a distance, he noticed the back view of a person already occupying his favourite spot.

Hesitating just the slightest, Valron placed on a composed smile before approaching once more.
"I didn't think anyone would be around during this period of time."

 
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Previous Characters (if applicable): None

How did you find us?: Recommendation from Julian Cross

[Raven E. Reinhardt]

Hi Valron,

Welcome to the site! Before I can accept your application, there is just one thing I will need you to have a look at again.

Your roleplay response was great, however, what we are looking for is a reply to Hilary's post. What does Valron think of her accident? What does he say? Was it him the food went all over? Etc.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across this post on the site. Please respond as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions!

The dining hall was a loud, calamitous thing. Students sat scattered through the vast room, speaking various languages, laughing, and simply having a gay old time. A group of students towards the front of the hall sat huddled over a pile of sheet music. Black notes melted on to the off white parchment, splaying out a secret language, only readable to those who carried the gift. Another group sat watching a tall, thin upperclassman parading around her new ballet point shoes in awe. There seemed to be a group in the hall for everyone.

Everyone except Hilary, that is.

Poor Hilary stood soaking in the scene before her with a slight grimace on her face. Before coming to Beauxbatons, she had been overjoyed to begin studying magic, but now as she waded through her third week at the school, she felt lost in a sea of strangers. It wasn't that she was shy, no. Indeed, she even tried to reach out to some students. It was more that everyone seemed to already have their own clique, and Hilary felt so very unwelcome in all of them.

On her plate, she fidgeted with an assortment of vegetables and a delicate pork chop. That was the nice thing about Beauxbatons. Despite the many cold-shouldered students, the food was still incredible.

With a hefty sigh, Hilary strode into the dining hall. As she did, she let her mind wander to what life at the academy might be were she royalty. The students would bow at her feet! And of course she would only ever don the most elegant of robes, decorated in sequins, rhinestones, and laced with frills. All of the girls at the school would fawn over the level of grace she exhibited. Hilary would make wonderful royalty, yes that was certain.

Though, lost in her fantasy, Hilary failed to notice the leather bag lying at the center of the walkway. Failing to notice the bag in her path, naturally caused her to trip, spilling the contents of her plate all over the student sitting just beside the bag.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!"

Please post your edited application below, and I'll be happy to look over it again.

- Raven Reinhardt

[Valron Cornix]

Hello there, thank you for your gracious welcome.
My sincerest apologies for the misunderstanding.
I have corrected it as follows, would this be satisfactory?

Application for Beauxbatons Academy

→ CHARACTER INFORMATION.

Name: Valron Cornix

Birthday: 5th May 1920

Hometown: Paris

Bloodline: Pureblood


Magical Strength (pick one): Transfiguration


Magical Weakness (pick one): Divination


Year (pick two): 1e Annee, preferably Te Annee

Biography:

  Valron is born to Knaves Cornix and Annabeth Hawkins, a respectable pureblood couple amongst the Wizarding Society known for their fixation on magical creatures and the prospect of their healing properties, Avian species in particular. As a child, he is often left alone in the care of house elves while his parents go on trips all over the wizarding world in search of these creatures and committing themselves to research.

With the exception of the house elves, he has received no form of affection over his growing years, learning to go through the days doing what is to be expected of him under the watchful eyes of his tutors. As a child, he learned to grow up quickly in a loveless environment, shaping a fierce independence as the core of his structure, and it is this independence that causes him to chafe under the restrictions a pureblood child is meant to be raised under.
When the time warp happened, nothing much was changed as he had been taught never to associate with muggleborns and therefore he was eased into the transition fairly easily enough, even though the process was slow.

Keen to escape the iron cage that was his life, he sought to flee.
Slipping away from his careless tutor, he unfortunately wound up in one of the darkest seediest areas of Paris, still reeling from the damage of the first world war and suffering from the second. There, the young master was exposed to some of the most cruelest sights a person can witness. The depths and darkness of muggle and wizardkind alike- robbery, prostitution, starving cold children left to fend for themselves on the street. A nightmare.
He was an easy target to those struggling to make ends meet.

By the time he was found, he no longer sang about tales of freedom.
Something else had replaced the child inside, naive and starved of love.
Something cold, hard and inexplicable

→ ADDITIONAL INFORMATION.


Ecole Request:
Humanities, Literature.

Communaté Preference:
Surprise me.

Personality:

Valron is a person that takes to his quiet, content to be with his own thoughts and books, nevertheless he is not one to reject a conversation if someone starts one. He has a particularly formal way of speaking, even amongst friends, as though keeping a subconscious distance with people. If you manage to become his friend, he would be loyal and relaxed to a certain degree around you, more prone to making jokes and quips. On a good day, he remains on neutral, if not friendly terms with majority of the people he associates with. On a bad one, he takes to shutting himself away, becoming snippy and reclusive, self-loathing even.

Appearance:

He has a beauty spot on his right cheek, short brunette hair cropped near the ears and blue eyes, the shade of deep oceans. His strong brows and thin lips gives off a rather coy look that he uses to his advantages.

→ SAMPLE ROLEPLAY.
You come across this post on the site. Please as your character. Remember, you can only roleplay your own character's actions!

  Valron grimaced as; once again, the overly loud clattering of utensils was heard from a table close to him. It was a shame that one was forbidden to hex anyone as punishment for poor dining etiquette, he thinks drily to himself as he shifts and brings the book up closer to him in an attempt to discourage any conversation.

The eighteen year old simply detested having his peace disrupted, especially when he required some quiet to pore over the text and muse over the meaning behind those words. Literature was something he enjoyed very much so, unfortunately, the world seemed bent on disrupting the little amount of peace he’s worked so hard to form.

So absorbed was he in the task of reading that he had failed to notice someone tripping on his bag, until the unmistakeable and wholly unpleasant sensation of having today’s meal of choice landed on him like he was a surrogate plate.
“Oh for goodness sake!”
He snaps, leaping  to his feet and brushing the stray vegetables caught in his hair and arms away, spluttering with indignation and anger. “Are you blind?!”
It was all in vain. His uniform was already ruined with sauce stains.
Finally looking up at the girl who’s had the gall to upend food all over him, he had half a mind to start yelling at her. Instead, he settles for reining in his temper and glares at her.
“Well?”


→ ABOUT YOU.

Previous Characters (if applicable): None

How did you find us?: Recommendation from Julian Cross

[Raven E. Reinhardt]

Mr Cornix,

We are pleased to inform you that your application to Beauxbatons Academy has been accepted. Currently, it is approaching Spring in our universe, and we recommend bringing appropriate attire for the climate as well as your necessary coursebooks.

Regards,

Raven Reinhardt