Rosiers

Indie multimuse Blog 18+ Mun 25+ [main v;] Future Death Eater Secondary v;] traitor written by Max

[ignoxinia]

❛   come  on ,  hit  me !   ❜ - from destructive Artemis

"Come on, If I hit you the entire Wizarding World will be after me! Artemis stop pushing me! I'm already ticked off enough!" James pushed her back away from himself and scowled at her. "You're nuts!"

[youhavethetools]

Artemis is too far gone to listen. James and her had always had volatile tempers. It was never hard to get a reaction out of him after all. Artemis chuckled darkly as he shoved her and she shoved him back. "There ya go James. Sink into it. It's easy."

[ignoxinia]

No one had to know how to get a reaction, it would happen one way or another and usually James was quickly on the defensive. As soon as she shoved him back, he glared as he took a step forward and went to backhand her, letting his rage grab a hold of him. "Don't you ever-"

[ignoxinia]

I apologize for my Hiatus. The most important person in my life died so I had a lot to deal with irl. Thank you for those welcome me back and being understanding as to why there haven't been any replies. People like yell in this community are why I stay.

[ignoxinia]

If you are interested in a Dark/Violent Medieval/Royal group rp on discord, let me know!! I'm dying!!

[antonindoloxv]

ignoxinia​:

James was already used to being a disappointment, however the time was here when he would have to prove himself in order to keep in the ranks. He could no longer flourish off of the acts of his father, or be hidden under his wing as if he were a young chick. As he stood there with Antonin, the young man knew he would begin one of the most crucial moments of his life. James scowled at first, the comment and truths hitting him harshly. The scowl wiped away quickly as the other wizards wand had shown, and the glint in Antonins eyes was quite terrifying. A harsh swallow and widened eyes accompanied a fastened heart rate as the boy realized he should begin or face peril. “Yes sir, I’m grabbing the knife. I’ll do it!” He gulped as his hand shook and reached for the knife to pick it up. He grabbed the mans ear and put the blade to the top, looking to Antonin terrified just before pulling the blade and ripping most of the flesh. The blood was now pouring down James hand as he tried to get a grip on the slippery blood soaked flesh that was now dangling from the side of the mans head. “Merlin! There’s so much blood!” He gripped the ear finally and cut the last bit off, the protests from the other not really bothering him but the piece of flesh he now held in his hand was making his mind reel.

He watched the boy as he moved, could tell he was not comfortable at all and that sent a thrill through his body. He was pleased about it. Soft, Squamish little boys had to grow into men as well at some point. If they didn’t then they would turn into sacrificial lambs. If not by his own hand then by life itself, he had seen it more than once.

The cut wasn’t perfect, but it did earn them a scream from their bond prisoner and Antonin smiled darkly. “It’s just blood.” he stated as he stalked over to them. “This is nothing.” he hissed and ripped the ear from his hand and shoved it into the prisoner’s mouth. “Make sure he chews it well.” he took a few steps back to observe. “If he disobeys, you can always take his fingers. Or why not take his whole arm?”

[ignoxinia]

As he stood nearly mesmerized by the chunk of flesh, his focus drowned out Antonin's footsteps as they approached. The boy jumped as the other wizard snatched the flesh from his hand. As he looked into the glinting eyes across from him, he knew it was enjoyment causing the sparkle. The realization was ripped away as the flesh was shoved into their prisoners mouth.

James looked at Antonin disgusted but gulped and positioned himself in front of the man choking on his own blood and seemingly not doing too great of a job tearing through the cartilidge of his own ear. Once the older of the two wizards stepped back, James tried to gather his nerves as well as his vision. He shook his head and ran his bloody hands over his face to get the hair out of rhe way. He was caught off guard as dismembering the man further was spurted. His focus jolted to Antonin with anxiety and fear but faded to curiosity. "What exactly would we do with the arm?"

[antonindoloxv]

( @ignoxinia​ wrote: ❛  okay ,  you’re  really  starting  to  scare  me  … ❜ )

If Antonin had not been impressed by the boy’s performance to begin with, he was much less so now. “Then perhaps.. this isn’t for you. Weaklings aren’t accepted in the ranks, you know.” A sinister smile grew over his lips and he pulled his wand from his pocket. “Perhaps I should do the Dark Lord a favor and end you myself.” Now he grinned, his eyes shining with excitement as he thought of all the things he could do to him. But he knew it wasn’t his liberty to take. The grin faltered but his eyes were still telling a tale of horror as he pucked the tip of his wand under the youngling’s chin. “Pick the knife up. Cut his ear off and feed it to him. I won’t repeat myself again, boy.” the tone of his voice was dangerous. He hated to repeat himself.

[ignoxinia]

James was already used to being a disappointment, however the time was here when he would have to prove himself in order to keep in the ranks. He could no longer flourish off of the acts of his father, or be hidden under his wing as if he were a young chick. As he stood there with Antonin, the young man knew he would begin one of the most crucial moments of his life. James scowled at first, the comment and truths hitting him harshly. The scowl wiped away quickly as the other wizards wand had shown, and the glint in Antonins eyes was quite terrifying. A harsh swallow and widened eyes accompanied a fastened heart rate as the boy realized he should begin or face peril. "Yes sir, I'm grabbing the knife. I'll do it!" He gulped as his hand shook and reached for the knife to pick it up. He grabbed the mans ear and put the blade to the top, looking to Antonin terrified just before pulling the blade and ripping most of the flesh. The blood was now pouring down James hand as he tried to get a grip on the slippery blood soaked flesh that was now dangling from the side of the mans head. "Merlin! There's so much blood!" He gripped the ear finally and cut the last bit off, the protests from the other not really bothering him but the piece of flesh he now held in his hand was making his mind reel.

[ignoxinia]

❛   come  on ,  hit  me !   ❜ - from destructive Artemis

"Come on, If I hit you the entire Wizarding World will be after me! Artemis stop pushing me! I'm already ticked off enough!" James pushed her back away from himself and scowled at her. "You're nuts!"

[youhavethetools]

"Everyone else does what not you?" Artemis replied as she walked over and pushed him. "Come on what are you scared of?" She chuckled darkly as she got up in his face. "I don't mean anything. I'm worthless. Ma and dad proved that "

[ignoxinia]

"Artemis stop! You know I hate being pushed! I dont want to hurt you." James watched the girl as she seemed to circle him like prey. His temper rising as she poked and prodded. "I'm not scared!" He pushed Artemis this time with a decent shove. "I told you to stop!"

[ignoxinia]

❛   come  on ,  hit  me !   ❜ - from destructive Artemis

"Come on, If I hit you the entire Wizarding World will be after me! Artemis stop pushing me! I'm already ticked off enough!" James pushed her back away from himself and scowled at her. "You're nuts!"

[vaememes]

                   𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒  .

❛   what  are  you  doing?   ❜

❛   what ,  you’re  going  to  kill  me?  ❜

❛   fuck !  put  the  gun  down !  please , come on !  it’s  me ,  alright ?  ❜

❛   what  are  you  doing  with  that ?   ❜

❛   please ..  don’t  do  this  anymore !   ❜

❛   let  her/them/him  go  or  i’ll  blow  you  away !  ❜

❛   wait ! okay …  okay !  okay , i’ll  tell  you ,  whatever  you  want  to  know  ..   ❜

❛   you  point  that  thing  at  me  you  better  pull  the  trigger .  ❜

❛   alright , alright , alright  ..  i’ll talk !   ❜

❛   please ,  just  let  me  go ,  i  won’t  tell  anyone …  i  promise  .  ❜

❛   let  me  out  of  here !   let  me  go !   ❜

❛   you’re  not  getting  away  this  time  …  ❜

❛   actually ,  i  think  i  better  get  going  …   it’s  late  and  …   ❜

❛   come  on !  fight  back !  fight  back !  fight  back  you  coward !   ❜

❛   come  on ,  hit  me !   ❜

❛   do  it !  pull  the  trigger !  do  it  ,  do  it  ,  do  it !   ❜

❛   come  and  find  me  …  polo !  ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  hide  anymore ,  i  don’t  want  to  be  afraid  anymore  …   ❜

❛   you   keep   saying   you’re   going   to   stop   but   you   don’t !  ❜

❛   how   many   more   people   need   to   die   before   you’re   satisfied ?  ❜

❛   why   are   you   doing   this ?   ❜

❛   don’t   come   any   closer  ,   that’s   far   enough  .   ❜

❛   if   you  don’t   pull   the   trigger   i’ll   pull   it   for   you  !   ❜

❛   i  thought  that  you  were  in  danger  …   ❜

❛   you’re  dangerous  …  i ,   i  just  don’t  want  to  end  up  dead ..   ❜

❛   i  promise  i  won’t  hurt  you  …    ❜

❛   can  you  please  stop  screwing  with  my  mind ,  god  !   ❜

❛   i  don’t  want  to  be  here  anymore ,  please ,  can  we  go  back ?   ❜

❛   um  ….  i’m  not  sure  i  want  to  go ,   thanks   anyway  ..   ❜

❛   that  sounds  dangerous  ….   i’m  in .   ❜

❛   i  don’t  know ,  it  sounds  awfully  dangerous  …  ❜

❛   stay  back  or  i  will  rip  your  head  off  !  ❜

❛   i  think  …   this   is   wrong ,  no .  i  can’t  just  stand  by   and   watch   it  .   ❜

❛   do  you  think  you  would  ever  hurt  me  like  that ?   ❜

❛   i  can’t  be  with  someone  who  could  hurt  me  like  that  …  ❜

❛   this  is  not  love  !   it   is   obsession  !   a   sick  one  at   that  !  ❜

❛   are  you  following  me  ?   what  …   what  do  you  want  ?   money  ?   ❜

❛   please  …  i  have  money ,   just  let  me  go  .  ❜

❛   i  don’t  think  you  realize  how  the  dangerous  this  game  is  ..   ❜

❛   it’s  not  just  a  game  !   ❜

❛   if  you’re  in  some  kind  of  trouble ,  you  can  tell  me  .   ❜

❛   come  on  ,   it’s  just  a  game ,  what  could  go  so  wrong  ?   ❜

❛   are  you  the  one  that’s  been  watching  me  ?   stalking  me  ?  ❜

❛   actually ,  do  you  mind  if  we  just  stop/pull  over  here  ?   ❜

❛   what  are  you  doing ?   you  missed  the  stop  back  there ?   ❜

❛   hello ?   is   someone  there  ?   ❜

❛   you’re  scaring  me  …   ❜

❛   okay ,  you’re  really  starting  to  scare  me  …  ❜

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[ignoxinia]

G E N E R A L I N F O R M A T I O N

Name: James Rosier

Birthdate: April 20, 1989

Age: 16

Birthplace: Wizarding World

Year: 5 (Held back a year.. some might know)

House: Slytherin

Affiliations: Death Eaters (Hopes to join his brother and Father)

Blood: Pureblood

A P P E A R A N C E

Height: 5ft. 7

Build: Weight: 155 lbs Slim

Eyes: Green Hazel

Hair: Dark Brown

Skin: White

Other: The Fool, Reluctant Monster; Phobia(s): Death, Being Alone Mental Disease(s): Sociopath

B I O G R A P H I C A L I N F O

James Rosier grew up reading spell books and practicing them day after day. At first it was a tedious chore given to him by his father which turned into his duty. Mr. Rosier would beat and torture James if he did not do as expected of the young half-blood. Along with this came the negative outlook on all who were not at least a half-blood.

This was harsh on a boy like James. Never really pleasing his father by not being up to his standards with spells, social skills, and particularly James lack of pure-blood qualities such as etiquette got under his fathers skin. To James his mother was only there to birth the child and to be the only person seemingly able to please his father. James mother started to shun him at a young age along with his Father.

Not being able to defend himself when he would get picked on, and the fact he didn't do all too well fighting or dueling to succeed as a perfect Pure-blood son. Which he was reminded by his Father and older brother; that he was not a pure-blood. Even with his birth right of guidance James had to work hard in order to keep up with his courses, he found Dark Arts and Charms were his strengths.

Always wanting to play quidditch he would try-out but fail. He would attend games but did not have the strength or attitude for this competitive game. At home his mother, father and brother all drooled over the darkness and power. They would all be entranced by the promises of the Dark Lord and wouldn't have to tell any of them twice that he needed someone hexed or killed.

PERSONALITY

With all of this weighing so heavily on his shoulders; James started acting out with violence in order to try and get away from the real world and to try and get attention from his parents that ignore him because they do have a perfect pure-blood son already. To James it seemed like he is a nuisance to all of them. Dealing with his behavior at school is somewhat difficult.

While he is supposed to be upholding his families image, he is trying to get as far away from reality. James gets into fights when he is triggered by memories of his own abuse, and gets in trouble because of it all and fears that if his father ever found out that he would take him out of Hogwarts and would never be seen or heard from again.

James is somewhat of a bookworm but he gets bored too easily and he wanders into other things such as violence, the forbidden forest, and if he could manage it being without much charm; girls. His biggest hope is to be better than his father as a death eater but feels he will never be strong or dark enough to fulfill this. The only reason he wants to be a death eater is to please his family. He has so many wishes and never thinks he can accomplish much of anything due to his father and older brother Evan sharing their opinions.

James keeps his temper and opinions under wraps until it all gets to him and he starts making impulsive decisions whether that be to sleep, fight, or get along with someone that he might not have even thought of even moments before. The impulsiveness is at times due to his misguided early childhood.

Respecting the professors is almost always a must in James head. He doesn't want to get too deep into trouble with his elders or he knew certain people would hear about it. Students are another story. James has a typical supremacist mindset and doesn't even realize it. He isn't ever much around other half-bloods or muggles so didn't ever figure specific words were used as derogatory terms. Lately he has changed this around slightly and is trying to be more accepting but still doesn't distinguish others equality.

[daedaluscried]

 005. — Throw something large at my muse. 

“ Watch it! “ The words were harsh out of his lips as he spun around, quickly dodging the chair. At once, his hand went down to his belt, drawing something from it.

“ What’s your problem?! “

[ignoxinia]

“ You watch it! ” James slurred as he shook his finger at the other man. Once he noticed the movement to draw something from his belt, James put his hands up and took a step back.

“ Whoa, I didn't even hit ya. Come on now. I just had to let out a little steam. Ya know? ”

[moved3677]

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[ignoxinia]

Wandering around in the dark, feeling the brisk air, smelling as if it were his first sense given. Only moments ago Max had escaped from that prison of a house. As enamored as he was by the fact he was outside, the sound of movement forced him to run. Terrified of being caught, he was running as quickly as possible hoping the other being wouldnt catch up. Missing his shoes, shirt, or any kind of jacket, the brisk wind was chilling his bones every second.

[ignoxinia]

[ignoxinia]

Wandering around in the dark, feeling the brisk air, smelling as if it were his first sense given. Only moments ago Max had escaped from that prison of a house. As enamored as he was by the fact he was outside, the sound of movement forced him to run. Terrified of being caught, he was running as quickly as possible hoping the other being wouldnt catch up. Missing his shoes, shirt, or any kind of jacket, the brisk wind was chilling his bones every second.