CHARACTER INFO (THE BASICS):Full Name (including middle):
Walden Ivor MacnairCharacter journal: http://macnair.livejournal.comDate of Birth:
August 1st, 1959Any nicknames, including the embarrassing ones:
If you call him Wally he will hex the shit out of you.Blood:
PurebloodLocation outside of Hogwarts:
Temple in Midlothian, ScotlandSCHOOL:House:
7Does your character belong to any clubs?
Dueling, Slytherin BeaterAre they a Prefect, Head or Captain?
noWhat are their best/favorite subjects? A list is fine.What OWLs did they receive?
* (E)Defense Against the Dark Arts
* (P)History of Magic
* (E)Care of Magical CreaturesWhat classes have they chosen to take?
DADA, Potions, CoMC, Herbology, CharmsWhat would they like to do after Hogwarts? What are their longterm goals?
To serve the Dark Lord
Something will fall into his lap.MAGIC:When did they first exhibit signs of magical talent? You can either name the age of the character with some minor details of the story, or elaborate for us. Your choice!
From six he spent considerable time willing magic to happen. He would practice levitating, moving and exploding objects. Things shook and wobbled about relatively quickly, but he was just shy of his seventh birthday before he finally managed to knock a vase to the floor out of will. Wand:
9 1/2 inches, rigid, dragon heartstring and walnutPatronus:
unknown. In class he blasted the shit out of it before it even had time to materialise properly.FAMILY:Names of parents:
Fenella and AllistairWhat is their allegiance in the war?
Rumoured to be Voldemort supporters. They're not about to confirm or deny that.How does your character get along with them?
Walden is incredibly removed from both parents, having had little interaction with them from a young age. His father was always too caught up with his Ministry work to notice his son; his mother relinquished her duties the moment he successfully entered the world. He is regarded as an heir to the good name rather than a thinking, feeling child, and now that he exists neither really feel the need to engage him in any way. As long as he lives, marries well and produces money, their job is done. Walden struggles to recognise his Mother as a Mother, and has mixed and complicated feelings towards her on the rare occasions that they're in the house together.What do they do for a living?
Allistair works as an Unspeakable. Fenella jaunts around Europe on his money. Are they rich or poor?
They have a very respectable amount of money. Not as rich as The Malfoys, Bones or Potters, but they do well. Are they an only child, or do they have siblings?
Only child.If your character has any siblings, what are their names/ages? Do they get along?
n/aAny pets? Names, etc...
an Owl FRIENDS:Who are their friends?
Lucius Malfoy, who is his closest and only ture friend. He is also friendly towards Albert Runcorn and Antonin Dolohov. He has a lapsed friendship with Mulciber which ended in third year the moment Athelstan confided in Walden about his sexuality. Macnair froze him out immediately, feeling disgusted; but more so betrayed. Who are their enemies?
Mudbloods, Blood traitors.Are they popular?
Not outside of Slytherin House.ROMANCE:Interested in (straight/bi/gay):
Straight, and incredibly wary of anything that isn't.Have they had any romantic relationships?
A three week tryst with Sabine Zabini born out of too much vodka and no good reason to say no. He broke it off after she started screaming and eventually slapping at him
when she didn't get her way: she might well be fit, but she's also fucking psychotic. Generally he doesn't do romance, since he doesn't actually do affection. The closest he's come to being fond of a girl is Alecto; but there's nothing romantic in that, he's just loves a girl with bark and
bite. Fond of sex, but not driven by it.Are they popular with the opposite sex?
I'm sure there's some freaks around that find his potential for destruction sexy. At the very least he's attractively built.Any fancies, secret or otherwise?
Has never been particularly affectionate towards a woman... until Alice. Through a chance meeting they clicked, and at the moment he's enjoying a relationship that has just recently gone public.PHYSICAL:Height:
slim and well builtEye Color:
reddish brownAny scars/handicaps?
a large scar across the left knuckles; old quidditch injury.Any habits/quirks?
prone to long drawn-out periods of silence. Likes his own company. Engrossed in the enchanted journals that have flooded the school and reads them almost religiously. It gives him a strange sort of power to have such intimate knowledge of so many strangers. He never writes in his own unless it's to threaten or summon others. SHORT PARAGRAPHS:APPEARANCE:
With a menacing scottish accent and the height to match, Macnair exudes a quiet aggression that is incredibly intimating to many; and he knows it. He detests muggle clothing and spends most of his time in robes. He's broad without being overly muscley, keeping him quite agile on the Quidditch field. He is generally well turned out, liking to keep up Pureblood appearances and be perceived for the superior Wizard that he is.LIKES/DISLIKES:
loves: Slytherin, quidditch, vodka. hates: blood traitors, mudblood, muggles, Gryffindors.PERSONALITY:
Walden Macnair is a moody, aloof Slytherin who spends a lot of time silently observing and assessing those around him. He has few friends, only acquaintances, and avoids emotional attachments at all costs. The only loyalties he feels are to the Dark Lord and his one true friend, Lucius Malfoy.
His early years at Hogwarts were punctuated with earnest bullying of anyone with lesser blood than his. Together with his best friend Mulciber he would stalk the halls, tripping, hexing and hitting Mudbloods who were stupid enough to stray into their paths. Together with his less than sportsmanly conduct on the Quidditch field, Macnair cut a niche for himself as the resident bastard of Slytherin.
Now after seven years of terrorising and an irreversible split from his former friend, Macnair's violent streak has developed into a sort of grotesque legend. He allows this; fear is a type of respect in his eyes, but the attacks don't come nearly as often as rumoured. More mature (and secretly uneased by the explosiveness of his own outbursts), Macnair has developed into something far more befitting of a Pureblood heir; he stalks his victims in a drawn-out game of cat and mouse, which has as much to do with psychological warfare as it does actual physical harm. To the victim, it's as unfair as ever; to Macnair, it's a superior form of self-control that only a Pro like he could execute. In his mind he's managed to turn his previous thuggishness into a gentleman's sport.
Thanks to the influx of charmed journals, he's beginning to see how the pen might indeed be as mighty as the sword when it comes to intimidation tactics.