Title: DOLOHOV, ivan
ivan dolohov - September 1, 2007 10:54 PM (GMT)
INTRODUCING...
[ ivan dolohov ]
[ ivan dolohov ]
[who's pulling all the strings?
name: eddie!
age: same as last but a few days older. heh.
contact: el communal e-mail known as filter011@aol.com
experience: three plus months
how'd you find us? jamsiepoopoo
[ w h o are you?
full name: Ivan Ares Dolohov
explain the names:
Ivan|
- This was the name of several rulers of Moscow, including Ivan the Great and Ivan the Terrible, the first czar of Russia. Other notable bearers include Ivan Turgenev, a Russian author who wrote 'Fathers and Sons', and Ivan Pavlov, a scientist and physiologist best known for his discovery of the conditioned reflex.
- Perhaps from either Greek áñç (are) "bane, ruin" or áñóçí (arsen) "male". Ares was the blood-thirsty god of war in Greek mythology, a son of Zeus and Hera.
age/year: seventeen/ seventh
house: slytherin
any titles?: quidditch, most likely
[ show some skin!
eye color: emerald
hair color: black
skin tone: olive
celebrity portrayal: atesh salih
[ let me pick your brain!
likes:
- | his brother
| His parents
| being twisted
| the unexpected
| pleasant surprises
| sex, especially rough
| making money
| parkour
| reading up on torture methods
| anything forbidden
| chains, whips and bondage. (occasionally)
| neo nazi's
| music
| operas
| a challenge
| snow
| innocence
| art
| reading
| inflicting pain
| muggle movies but don't tell anyone that
| the piano
| torture
| making new ideas
- | being proven wrong
| being treated like a child
| his brother {sometimes}
| cowards
| mudbloods
| some muggles
| gryffindors
| poetry
| sunshine
| rainbows
| being out-smarted
| having something precious taken from him
- | brilliant mind
| can keep his cool under pressure
| being a leader figure
| being able to get what he wants from people
| quidditch
- | perfectionist
| his brother
| his ego
| women
| his arrogance
- | can't sleep on his back
| kicks peole in their sleep
| has a cackling laugh
- | money
| blood
| sweat (after sex)
| subtle perfume
- Scorpion
- | his own failure in business
- | When he was a boy, he would always go on these trips with his father all around the world. It was usually the three of them but his brother was sick and he couldn't go with them. So, he and his father went to Africa to buy some potions from some tribe that was known for it's unique potions. Ivan had to be seven or eight at the time. They walked to the tribal area and Ivan was supposed to sit outside and wait until his father was done with his deal. Everything was fine until a bunch of people came up over this hill and they had some woman on a long wooden pole and they were carrying her to a fire. He watched them as they put her above the fire to where just the heat would get her. They ripped off her clothes and they lowered her into the fire as they ate her. It was such a shame that such a beautiful thing was devoured like that.
personality:
- Ivan Dolohov is one hard person to understand in terms of his personality. It’s hard to classify him when he himself doesn’t even know how to. One thing is for certain and that’s his Dolohov nature. He’s certainly not letting any of his family down by being a pansy or being the first “softie” of the Dolohov’s. If his father, Antonin Dolohov. was looking down on him, he’d have the biggest smile planted on his face. His sadistic side is one of the most dominating sides of him and it’s one that people have a hard time getting past. He loves inflicting pain on others and he honestly doesn’t mind others inflicting some pain on him. Well, it would depend on the person who is causing pain to him. The situation would differ slightly to who it was. This is a small thing concerning life and death. You know? That little thing.
So, if you’re sitting in that infamous “enemy seat” then you’re most likely going to run into his torture methods. He’s very sick and twisted when it comes to that sort of thing. He’s read up on ancient torture methods like the Brazen Bull that he’s used on many order members that have been caught. What? You don’t know what the Brazen Bull is? Well, it was established in ancient Greece where the victim was put in some sort of contraption, in Ivan’s case, a box. Then the box would be heated underneath and it would soon become red hot which causes the person inside to slowly roast to death. Boy, the Death Eaters sure get a kick out of this. When it comes to his torture and killing methods, nothing is off limits. Some of the things he’s used, which you should probably brush up on, are; Scaphism, tickle torture, slow slicing a.k.a. death of a thousand cuts, impalement, breaking wheel, blood eagle, food roasting, flaying plus using an array of weapons at his disposal. His recent favorite. A sledgehammer. Ten guesses as to where he hits them. (Think Stephen Kings Misery). If you can avoid crossing his path, specifically a path that leads to torture, then I suggest you do so. Unless you have a death wish and he’d be more that willing to comply.
The one thing that fuels him is his passion. It’s not just a normal passion. Oh no. It’s the kind of passion that’s so intense that he just doesn’t know how to deal with it. The torture aspect is his way of dealing with it. He has a passion for playing the piano which is a rare known fact outside of his family. Sometimes, late at night, you’ll hear the distant playing of the piano. It’s very beautiful and there’s always a story behind it. Even if to normal people, it’s just mindless music. No, this is his way of communicating with whomever decides to take a seat and actually listen to the story the music has to tell. He also guesses that he would be a great artist in the means of painting but it doesn’t hold that same type of thing he wants. A painting won’t put the whole story together like music can. He’s tried to do song writing but if his music is rarely heard, then what makes you think that song writing is any different? He’d kill you if he knew you read one of his songs. It’s very private and he’s a very private person considering the situation. He’ll only tell you things that he wants you to know and would, in essence, be of some great advantage for him of you knowing. He’s a man that will keep you guessing until he finally strikes and that’s only when you know he’s made his move. He’s a snake in every sense of the word. Sly, cunning and devious to the bone.
There are those who know Ivan for his brilliance. He loves coming up with new ways to make money and whenever you need some assistance from him, he's sure to grant it to you. He's not one of those guys who will hold a debt over your head. He'll just keep you in his pocket and he'll see if you can offer anything, if not, then he'll expect some sort of something. Even if it's just dinner. He does appreciate the finer and unappreciated things in life.
Though, despite all these questionable bad traits that he holds, this doesn’t make him rotten to the bone. He does have a heart that does need to be thawed out but that will be a hard feat to overcome. He’s a man that’s deathly afraid to be loved. He sees it only at an advantage to the other person. When he falls, he falls hard and that’s when he starts to push you away the most. When he’s pushing that hard, it’s safe to guess that you’ve somehow done the imaginable and have gotten past his inner barriers that he’s put up especially for you. He’s a man that doesn’t open up easily to those outside his family. His family are the only people that know Ivan for the true person that he is. A man who is torn between his heart and his mind. Torn between what’s expected of him and what he desires.
[ take a look back in time
parents: Antonin and Carolina
siblings: ____ Dolohov *twin
history: Ivan Ares Dolohov was born on December 24th as the first child of Antonin and Carolina Dolohov. Even when he was in the womb, he was a very competitive bugger. Of course, he wasn’t alone in the womb and his brother was in there with him. Ivan was successful at pushing his way out first and his cries was the first to be heard by Antonin and Carolina. Then his brother pushed his way out and their bond was extended to the outside world.
Ivan was always the more silent and reserved of the two boys. The elder Dolohov's found that they didn't want anymore children. Both boys would be a handful in itself. Plus, they didn't want girls. That was just asking for more trouble that they didn't need. Ivan was the type that just wanted to explore the world around him and use it to his advantage. When he got to the age of 8, he became the type that loved to build things and then set them ablaze. He was daddy’s little pyromaniac. It was around this time that Antonin started to notice the boys more sinister side starting to show. It was about time too. He didn’t want his eldest son to be a pansy. The first time that Antonin had caught Ivan doing his so called ‘art’ was when they were at the manor and Ivan was spending all day outside. Now, the Dolohov's weren’t known for their outdoor activities. He went out to see what his boy was doing and he had built a rather extravagant tree house. He claimed that he was building it for his brother and so his brother immediately came out to play in it and Ivan had gotten mad because that wasn’t his intent. He got the brother out and set the house on fire. The boy was screaming and all Antonin could do was smirk that infamous Dolohov smirk at his boy. Ivan had looked back to him and smirked back. That was the starting point in his little game.
During his time at Hogwarts, he was sorted into Slytherin of course, he started reading up on torture methods but while he was at the library, he found something else. He found some sort of business book and he became enamored into the idea of making money. He wanted his name to be known but it wasn't an obsession like his brothers. When he became a member of the Morte Incarnate, it became his main priority and his torturing was put on the back burner. Though, the Carrow bloke was doing just fine in that department. What's in store for the emerald eyed boy? Only time will tell.
[ the rest of the rest
member title: subtle o b s e s s i o n
pets?: siberian husky named Lucky (at home)
white owl named Roscoe
anything else about your character we should know?: He really is the shit.
other: Losing My Religion by R.E.M
roleplay sample:
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| Surprisingly, Abraxas was content in his solitude. It was rather, comforting in a way. He knew that those looking for him would never find them because they're so intent on finding him that they won't be able to lose themselves to find him. That's what made his plan so fail proof. Well, not really. Though, it was as close as it would ever get. He didn't have to worry about Rose finding him, for the time being. He wouldn't be surprised if he never saw her again. Lord knows he'll probably be killed before his child is born. If she keeps it. Only one person has found him. Rather odd once you think about it. Though, at the present moment, he wasn't thinking about it. He loved his music. The fact that his piano was the most important thing in the house was a difficult thing for some to grasp. Not many knew he could play. As he sat there playing, he wondered how his family was. More importantly, his brother. Did he get punished for Brax's wrong-doings? He hoped not. He hoped that his brother could get out of there before it was too late. He wished that he could speak to him but he didn't have an owl. He didn't want to risk someone tracking him. Oh well. He would just have to hope. His fingers glided over the keys as he heard a voice sound from the door. If it was any other voice, he would have been startled but it was Ross. The fact that it didn't startle him was shocking enough. It was odd enough that she found him again. He figured after their one night of talking that she wouldn't want anything to do with him. He was Abraxas Malfoy afterall. He wasn't the most well liked bloke in the world. "Not many do." he continued to play a soft, melodic tune as he said," Please, come in. I'm rather surprised you found me, again." he looked over to her as he spoke. His hair was flat and smoothed up towards the front of his head. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a grey sweater in which the arms were pushed up past his elbows. |
james potter - September 2, 2007 12:24 AM (GMT)
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