Post by tom marvolo riddle on Jun 13, 2010 18:25:02 GMT -5
``THOMAS MARVOLO RIDDLE.
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LITTLE ANGEL GO AWAY
Cher ADMIN,
Bonjour! What a fancy meeting you here. My name is EJ, but the life I wish to lead would have to be Tom Riddle. Seriously, he is the coolest. And it just so happens that I have twenty-two years on the wall of my life. I know. How cool. And what a coincidence, that you can contact me PM or C-Box. Email works too. Well, au revoir.
De,
EJ Smith
I'M SO WEAK AND POWERLESS OVER YOU
full name;;Thomas Marvolo Riddle
nickname;;Tom, Voldemort, Dark Lord
birth date;; December 31, 1926
age;; 24
era;; Riddle Era
former house;; Heir of Salazar Slytherin
alliance;; Myself (Death Eaters)
occupation;; The Dark Lord
blood status;;
LITTLE ANGEL GO AWAY
playby;; Christian Coulson (He was 24 when he played Riddle in 'Chamber of Secrets')
COME AGAIN SOME OTHER DAY
likes;;
Being in control, power, influence, dominance, holding grudges
dislikes;;
Muggleborns, Muggles, His father, Dumbledore, Blood Traitors
strengths;;
12 O.W.L's, 11 N.E.W.T.'s; expert at some of the darkest arts to ever exist, master duelist
weaknesses;;
Uncaring, unfeeling, unremorseful.
personality;;
Tom Riddle can be described simply by the words: he is inhuman. Riddle cannot feel sorrow, suffering, or even penitence. He lacks empathy and his cruelty knows no bounds. His sadistic love of torture and cruelty can only be summed up in Freudian terms as a result of a traumatic childhood. But Tom did not have a traumatic childhood. He terrorized from an early age, and even then seemed to lack remorse.
His temperament is prone to his whims – it can shift faster than the direction of a Pacific Monsoon. He can go from pleasantly calm to murderous rage in less than a minute. He has no qualms to murder his own servants to get his way, simply to further his own goals. His mind is known only to one – and that is his pet snake. After all, if Lord Voldemort made a habit of getting chatty, he could hardly be a Dark Lord, could he?
THE DEVIL HAS MY EAR TODAY
parents;; Merope Gaunt and Thomas Riddle
siblings;; None
other relatives;; Uncle, Morfin Gaunt, in Azkaban
history;;
Thomas Riddle was born on New Year's eve, 1926, in Wool's Orphanage in London. His mother died soon after he was born. Young Tom grew up in the Orphanage. By the time he turned five, Tom had begun terrorizing other children – quietly, of course. Other orphans began to fear Tom, and he basked in their fear, continuing to terrorize them further. When he turned nine, the terror increased. Orphans were found in shock, pets were found dangling from nooses from the rafters. And no one could pin the blame on Tom, who always seemed to have an alibi backed by the other children.
When he turned 11, Tom was informed of his heritage as a wizard by Professor Dumbledore. He arrived at Hogwarts, and was sorted into Slytherin before the hat was even raised over his head. Riddle was the favorite of every teacher – except Deputy Headmaster Dumbledore. He kept top grades in every class, befriended his teachers, and became a well known winner on the Midnight duel circuit. In his fifth year, Riddle was made Prefect. His reign of terror at Hogwarts began. His elite group of, for lack of a better word, friends, began attacking the younger students, and the older students of other houses. Once more, Riddle escaped any blame.
In his seventh year, Riddle was named Head Boy. That year, he came into his magical inheritance as the Heir of Slytherin. In 1943, Riddle opened the Chamber of Secrets, releasing the slumbering Basilisk from within. For months, muggle borns were petrified by the giant serpent. Finally, in February, the Basilisk killed – A second year named Myrtle was dead. Hogwarts was threatened with closure. Riddle framed Third Year, Rubeus Hagrid, and his pet acromantula for the death and attacks, and resealed the Chamber, to open later. At this time, he used the fragment of soul shattered from Myrtle's death to create his second Horcrux – the first, Gaunt's Ring, already residing on his finger.
Riddle left Hogwarts top of his class, and entered a career for Borgin and Burkes in Knockturn Alley as an acquisition specialist. Two years later, in 1945 – Hepzibah Smith was found dead, two of her treasures stolen. Riddle produced two more Horcruxes from Slytherin's Locket and Hufflepuff's cup. He traveled to Albania, on the run from possible pursuit in England, and seized Ravenclaw's Diadem, remembering where Helena Ravenclaw had told him she hid it. He now had five Horcruxes, all hidden at sights dear to him. In 1947, Dumbledore became Headmaster. Riddle returned to England, and asked for a teaching job, hiding the Diadem in the Room of Requirement on the way to Dumbledore's office. The next three years were spent touring Europe, learning from the greatest of instructors in the Dark Arts, even paying a visit to Gellert Grindelwald in Nurmengard.
I'LL NEVER HEAR A WORD YOU SAY
roleplay sample;
Riddle looked down in disgust at the screaming man before him, writhing about on the ground.
“COWARD!” Tom shouted, increasing his power behind the Cruciatus cuse. “I told you to take care of the problem, not to run out like a sniveling dog. You pathetic excuse for a wizard, you out to be lucky I haven't killed you yet.” Tom hissed darkly, releasing the curse for a moment, before reapplying the torture curse on the masked and hooded wizard.
He laughed, a cold, high pitched, humorless laugh. It echoed through the chamber, right along with the screams of the man on the ground. He noticed the other Death Eaters along the walls of the chamber draw back in horror at his actions, and felt giddy euphoria at the terror he inspired in them. It was all as it should be. Tom Riddle – Master of the Dark Arts, had become Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord.
“COWARD!” Tom shouted, increasing his power behind the Cruciatus cuse. “I told you to take care of the problem, not to run out like a sniveling dog. You pathetic excuse for a wizard, you out to be lucky I haven't killed you yet.” Tom hissed darkly, releasing the curse for a moment, before reapplying the torture curse on the masked and hooded wizard.
He laughed, a cold, high pitched, humorless laugh. It echoed through the chamber, right along with the screams of the man on the ground. He noticed the other Death Eaters along the walls of the chamber draw back in horror at his actions, and felt giddy euphoria at the terror he inspired in them. It was all as it should be. Tom Riddle – Master of the Dark Arts, had become Lord Voldemort, the Dark Lord.
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