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Cassius Mulciber

Character’s Full Name: Cassius Nero Mulciber

DOB / Age: June th / 23

Gender / Pronouns: Agender/ he,they

Sexual Orientation: pansexual/aromantic

Hogwarts House: Slytherin alum

Occupation: Spending Daddy’s Money(publically unemployed/socialite, is a Muggle drug dealer)

Side: Death Eater FC: Dane Dehaan

Height: 5’4” Eye Color: Blue Hair Color: Ashy Blonde Piercings: Ears twice, industrial, tongue Tattoos: Dark Mark, Ziggy Stardust lightning bolt on his right thigh, stick’n’pokes on his ankles of little aliens and doodled shapes. Scars: A jagged line up his left forearm where his arm once healed incorrectly from breaking. Permanent scratches all over his knees. Cassius could say his childhood had been. Interesting. First born of a pair of twins, he was favored, and it wasn’t hidden. He was given the love and attention his sibling was denied, and the words that best described him as a toddler were ‘spoiled brat’. He grew up learning he could have whatever he wanted, and that ‘no’ didn’t really mean ‘no’, not to someone with power and money like him. Though his parents weren’t entirely interested in raising children. They wanted an heir to the family and had no time or patience to deal with a growing child, let alone two. A lot of Cassius’ childhood was spent playing with his sibling and hiding from his tutors and nannies.

Cassius was very young when he realized what the world was like. His father had never been a pleasant person, and the nights he would drink were the nights the whole family suffered by his hands. He and his sibling learned the world was ‘dog eat dog’, and many dog eaters looked like humans. They learned to be vicious and bare their teeth at others. As they got older, they learned it wasn’t enough to look scary; you had to be scary. They must pit themselves against the world or die trying. Fear of his father and reality of the world drove Cassius to learn to defend himself, in any way he should need to. Cassius learned to defend himself, he needed to be the monster he was afraid of, and very readily embraced it.

Cassius learned to be vicious, as did his sibling, but didn’t learn to hide it behind polite smiles and good manners as they did. The words that best described him as a young teen were ‘cruel monster’. Cassius was mean, he was a sadistic monster that choked kids until their eyes pleaded with him for their lives, whose pranks turned from mean letters to disemboweled pets as Christmas presents. The voices that coo words to him in his head remind him what a monster he is. Sometimes, the voices are quiet, and Cassius is never sure whether he’s glad for the silence, or is afraid of it.

Cassius has dragged himself down into a rotten little hole now, which he knows will one day make his grave. His time in school in Slytherin house led to him making friends with other ‘bad’ children, and is where he found his interest in the Dark Arts. Now working with the Death Eaters, Cassius has found a place where he feels more accepted, though he still garners dirty looks with his bloodied hands and maddened grins.

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Henry Fawley

Character name: Henry Fawley 

Dob: January 1 / 23

Gender pronouns: cis male/he him 

Orientation: bisexual/aromatic 

Hogwarts: slytherin alumni 

Occupation: auror 

Side: neutral 

Fc: Bill Skarsgard

Blood status: Pureblood

Patronus: Jacob sheep

HEIGHT: 6'6"

EYE COLOR: Blue

HAIR COLOR: Brown

PIERCINGS: None

TATTOOS: Symbols/geometric linework around his left wrist, which is a magical tattoo that functions as a watch/weather forecast/etc/etc

SCARS: Small scratches and burns covering his hands and fingers.

A creature, truly a creature, of habit and consistency. Nothing ever seems to be out of place in Henry’s life, as if he is both controlling his own fate and predicting his own next moves. (Henry doesn’t feel this way, but it’s a nice thought.) There’s not an air of grace to him though. Instead an odd, off-putting feeling. The way he stares through everyone he meets, his silent observance of people not as the same but as others. He’s fully a wizard himself, no selkie, vampire, or otherwise different about him, though he still regards himself separately. 

Perhaps he knows too much. There is exceeding intelligence past those unfocused eyes. Though so often looking bored, or perhaps arrogant, he means to express his curiosity. Henry’s just...Not a people-person. A sheltered upbringing would be the cause of this. Henry couldn’t recall meeting anyone under the age of 30 until he was about eight years old. No other children around left Henry to entertain himself, quietly, and alone. He’s grown out of his shell over the years, in his own ways. He’s still rather...Awkward, to say the least, but he stands to get an ‘A’ for effort. Henry is content finding most of his interest in personal hobbies or work. Though he often finds himself alone, he doesn’t think of himself as lonely. Just different.