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evan viktor vonodor
CANON OR ORIGINAL: original
AGE: twenty-nine
FACE CLAIM: avan jogia
YEAR: n/a
HOUSE: n/a
OCCUPATION: dark wizard
BLOOD TYPE: pureblood
WAND TYPE: 10 inches, 1/3, Nundu Bone core, Brazilwood.
PETS: crow named sylvester
ABILITIES: n/a
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LIKES: Redheads / Fine wine. /Pure Loyalty./ Natural sights. ADRENALINE
DISLIKES: Quidditch ( sees no sense in flying around chasing a ball ) /Creatures that "claim" intelligence./Obedience./bright colors/ Magical schools and their ideals.
BIGGEST FEAR: Failing in his goal to "save" society from itself before it turns into a wasteland of ash and destruction.
PERSONALITY: Simply put, Evan is insane. The 29 year old man has more mental issues than anyone would dare guess. Still, being the heir to a wealthy and powerful family make people tolerate him. Evan has a unique perspective of the world, of time and of love. He is best described as a complete mystery. it took him years of training to perfect his ability to keep his feelings, emotions, secrets and ambitions locked away. Evan is the type that shows no clear reaction under any circumstances. Nonetheless, he is no machine. To the few people he trusts and loves, those that he keeps the reality of his inherited allegiances, ideals, contacts and interactions from, he is one of the softest beings to be met. He likes to keep himself respected and admired by all, with the exception of the selected few. Experience with family and many years in dark alley interactions taught Evan to trust no living being. Never did he award someone with his full trust and faith. However, he keeps those he trusts the least interested by pretending to be the fully trusting man, a mere act, a facade, nothing more. Against common view of observers, Evan is not the perfectly organized young man. Sure, someone with little knowledge of his family's influence in Romania would only assume perfection in the young aspiring wizard. However, Evan is most likely one of the most unorganized and irresponsible heirs in the world. Money and power blinded the boy into thinking he was king of all, an ego and pride that would sooner or later lead to his own doom. Evan often struggles with keeping himself out of harm's way. Of a young age, he developed an addiction to action and adrenaline. Often did he throw himself into terrorizing people for no gain but mere pleasure. Alas, as normal as the boy may seem on the outside, he has a psychopathic side of him that is slowly but surely dominating him..
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MOTHER: Katja Vonodor
FATHER: Aleor Vonodor
SIBLINGS: Aurelia Vonodor
HISTORY: Born with the start of the new year, Evan was Lord Aleor Vonodor's firstborn boy. Needless to say that Aleor was a psychopathic arrogant man and wished for his son to grow into the wizard he was. From early age, Pureblood ideals were forced into the young boy all along with the fine manners of well respected gentleman. At the age of six, Evan was denied his childhood and home was just a prison. For years, he tried to follow the innocence that a child could muster, but it only resulted into being beaten into unconsciousness and thrown in the cellar of Vonodor mansion.
Durmstrang later on became a blessing, somewhere that he could escape the punishment that his father would induct. Evan was around the age of twelve when his little sister Aurelia was born, and little Evan pitied the child that would carry the life that he had to endure for as long as he could remember. Years passed and innocence turned into hate. At the age of 15, Evan attempted to escape by fleeing Durmstrang, but having a well connected and powerful father was an obstacle. Again beaten and punished, Evan was no longer a teenager that hated his father, but someone that lived awaiting revenge.
Evan's mother was a drunken high lady that spent her mornings hungover in bed and her nights at some high profile's soiree. Years rolled by and the legal age came. Evan fled the country and headed for Australia. There, he lived comfortably for three years. He fell in love with a halfblood witch named Emma Sullivan. Evan and Emma remained together for almost two years before Aleor Vonodor caught up. On a fateful afternoon, the old man took the lives of all those that shielded Evan, including his beloved.
"What have you done, Evan?"
"What did you ask me to do, Emma?" he looked around the room, at all the familiar faces packed into his beloved's small living room. Outside, the town was on fire, the wards were crumbling. It was only a matter of time before the demonic figure of his father broke through. He had come for him, for him and everyone that dared shelter him. "What do you all ask me to do? EVERY DAMN TIME?"
"Evan—"
"NO!" he cast his wand aside, never wanting to see it again. He was only twenty-three years old and only succeeded to hide from his past for a few years before it finally caught up with him. He looked her in the eye. Emma.. Sweet Emma. The only girl that took it upon herself to love the deprived boy. She smiled, despite the noise outside, she smiled and the explosion behind her did nothing to dim the beauty of her face. She smiled...
She smiled and gave her life for him.
"What did you ask me to do, Emma?" he looked around the room, at all the familiar faces packed into his beloved's small living room. Outside, the town was on fire, the wards were crumbling. It was only a matter of time before the demonic figure of his father broke through. He had come for him, for him and everyone that dared shelter him. "What do you all ask me to do? EVERY DAMN TIME?"
"Evan—"
"NO!" he cast his wand aside, never wanting to see it again. He was only twenty-three years old and only succeeded to hide from his past for a few years before it finally caught up with him. He looked her in the eye. Emma.. Sweet Emma. The only girl that took it upon herself to love the deprived boy. She smiled, despite the noise outside, she smiled and the explosion behind her did nothing to dim the beauty of her face. She smiled...
She smiled and gave her life for him.
Evan made it out of the struggle and fled once more. He befriended a retired Auror that once had the aspiration to nail Aleor Vonodor for his crimes. Evan learned of his family secret, the island of Mindara and that its details were in his father's journal. A second confrontation between the father and his son took place. Evan had been chasing the trail of the mysterious journal, when Aleor came for him. Once more, Evan lost all the allies to his father's madness and his own arrogance. The search for Evan was taking a turn for the best. Aleor was proud of the progress, only he didn't realize that night as he slept in his bed that a wand was pointed at his neck. On the morning of January first, Aleor Vonodor was extracted from the ashes of his burning mansion, neck still carrying the remains of conjured ropes that strangled him to death. His mother wept for the loss of her mansion, and fled the country at the realization of what her young boy turned into, she hid in fear of following her husband into the afterlife.
One parent mysteriously murdered, the other nowhere to be found. The authorities assumed his mother's disappearance to be due to her committing the murder. Charges against Evan were dropped once his wand showed no proof of him using it to kill his father. ( guess why ) Rich beyond imagination, carrying a respected name and relieved by getting the revenge he wanted, Evan started roaming the globe, wanting to live his life on the darker side. After his father's tragic death, he realized that Aleor reached his goal and made an exact replica of himself. Young Lord Vonodor was still alive, but with a different name, and a different face. Aurelia was still in school by the time that Evan left Romania behind. The way he saw it, he probably did the young girl a favor.
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HEY MY NAME IS ALEC, AND I ALSO PLAY NO OTHER CHARACTERS. I FOUND THE SITE THROUGH RPG-D.
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