#seconddeathrp

[antifalockhart]

ALASTOR “MAD-EYE” MOODY : // 44, EX-AUROR, HACKER, LEADER IN PROTEUS SYNDICATE, WIXEN SOCIALIST

Early adopter of tech movement; a modded out dude (say goodbye, peg leg!!!!!!); believer in government conspiracies; trust no one (constant vigilance!!!!!); fighting fascism since some of yall were in your goddamn diapers; a boots-on-the-ground radical turned public servant turned enemy of the state; freshly released from azkaban following some lite treason; lord help him he’s back on his bullshit 

[spookymvlders]

MIKHAIL “MISHA” VULCHANOV — 38, DRUG DISTRIBUTOR & ENFORCER, WIXEN SOCIALIST & SEVEN SISTERS MEMBER

Perpetually tired, but still trying—always trying. Always fighting. Always wanting more. A proper family man and it’s def in that blood is the only thing that matters sort of way. Live for it, die for it, kill for it, lads. A working man. A self-made man. A survivalist through and through. All blood, sweat, navy strength vodka, and perilous ambition. Second-born of five, though he’s taken to hefting the lion’s share of Responsibility all his life. Own worst enemy vibes, but only low key because he’s a brick fucking wall where it matters. (See: where he thinks it matters.) Got a soft spot for animals and kids, as everyone freakin’ should. Used to smile but then shit happened. All at once ruthlessly efficient, uncompromisngly ambitious, and strangely sympathetic; it’s just all about that context, baby. And maybe his mood and maybe the day. He’s harsh because he cares. He’s violent because that’s the way things have to be. Doesn’t sleep because like all his demons or whatever. Drinks a lot but he doesn’t have a problem YOU DO so you can fuuuuuuck right off. Yes, he’s one of those characters leave me alone!!!

Currently: balls deep in the drug cartel, but looking to ditch that lil pony lol and make A Name for himself and his family—probably still doing seedy ass things (drugs, gambling, underground fighting rings, etc) but his ambition knows no bounds so who’s to say where we’ll end up!! Beyond that, he’s just keen to keep his family nice and protected because they’re his ride or die.

[alohomxras]

a l e c t o — c a r r o w — t h i r t y f i v e 

i have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it.

[honeybeerps]

James Fleamont Potter — 25. Unspeakable. Non-partisan.

The rich friend who means well but has no concept of the value of money, who just wants to see those he cares about happy and content with their lives. Loves to wear loud prints and steal Sirius’ leather jacket and Remus’ too tight pants and think he’s the Peak of Fashion. Definitely the dad that brags about his kids to everyone who even looks the slightest bit interested. Isn’t afraid to speak his mind and can be a bit of a giant asshole without meaning to as a result.

Currently: Being a dad and researching some pretty cool shit in the Department of Mysteries / trying to stay neutral on the political front, since he finds the parties a bit too rigid to really reflect what he believes in but his friends and lily are all going off in different directions and things are getting Tense™ / please just let him cuddle his kids and go to quidditch games in his free time please and thank u

[prokopvnko]

felix rosier, twenty-five, national wizarding front.

When beggars die, there are no comets seen; The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.

[er-hart]

OLIVER YVES ROSIER // 24 // HALF-BLOOD (SECRET)

Youngest of four Rosier children. Evan is the oldest (28-30). Followed by twins, boy/girl, (25) only 4 months older than Oliver (24). They often get mistaken as triplets to those who don’t know the story. 

While him being the result of an affair is no secret, his blood status has been hidden from him and everyone since his birth. He never knew his biological mother and the wife of his father never really accepted him as her own. But he was raised amongst his siblings, which caused quite a bit of tension in the Rosier household.

 Didn’t even have to try very hard to be the family disappointment, but his lack of ambition gets him top marks in that category.

 Cradled in violence, true pain comes from not knowing who he really is, the blood that falls is simply just fun competition between two brothers.

(a blade to the face, a fist to the nose, the satisfying crack of a small victory). 

But one does not search for answers, for truth, not when being a Rosier means everything to him. 

Cigarettes and champagne through split lips, tying ties with bruised knuckles. The youngest Rosier talks a lot, (too much), is addicted to self-destruction, and has an unwavering loyalty to his family.

[travars]

name: jessica age, pronouns, timezone: 20s / she & her / est about you: i’m 22% yeehaw, 10% dead, 57% tired, and 100% idiot favourite HP char(s): hermione, remus, and harry until the day i die favourite plots: if it’s emotional, i’m emotional personal goals for the site: to collaborate and take it easy, yo top it off with a gif! not a gif but rather, me

[vexdrolo]

MOLLY WEASLEY — 35 — WIXEN SOCIALIST — MIDWIFE

Rich and warm like soil, steady and strong like rock. Buries herself under the weight of taking care of everyone, because Merlin knows she can shoulder it. Happy to lend either an ear or a swift kick to the ass, depending on the situation. Refuses to admit she’s only one woman, or accept that she may not be able to do it all. Tries her best to smile through it, grits her teeth and bears down. Forgiving towards others yet reluctant to take any absolution of her own. Has built a pedestal she can’t seem to climb off of. Wants simple things; soft wool, sticky honey, a quiet house.  Not too much to ask for, now is it?

Currently: Stay-at-home mother to a brood of 7, calls them little shits when they aren’t around. Wife to a man she adores, but feels herself becoming estranged from. A practicing midwife to witches who would prefer not to use St. Mungo’s - a service she doesn’t charge for. (In spite of the fact that her family could certainly use the added income.) A bit too busy with all of that to be getting properly involved with politics, though she’s always been outspoken about what she believes. Overwhelmed, exhausted, wishing she had another set of arms. (Or two.)