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I've picked up yet another character in my HP game over on GreatestJournal: Fenrir Greyback. Yeah, whoa. He's scary and I wasn't sure I could even play him well. I feel a little more confident after doing a scene with someone, but he still rather makes me nervous.
Oh, and the scene? Was with Bellatrix. He thinks she'd make a fantastic alpha ( Read more... )
Oh, and the scene? Was with Bellatrix. He thinks she'd make a fantastic alpha ( Read more... )
It works just like LiveJournal, and characters have conversations through comment replies (makes it much easier when people don't have to be online at the same time), so it's rather like a play-by-email game in that.
The universe is Harry Potter, set in 1999. Voldemort and the Death Eaters overthrew the Ministry in the summer of 1998, so everyone's living in a bad-guys-win world, with the Order hiding out like cowards in Grimmauld Place, and Fenrir rallying the werewolves to strike against the condescending humans.
Werewolves can be either bitten or born. They only transform on one night of the full moon (thank goodness), but even while human have some wolfish traits (heightened senses, increased speed and strength, etc.). I think those who give themselves more to the wolf exhibit and use more of these. People like Remus who try to cling desperately to their humanity might have suppressed them to a point that they hardly exist anymore.
Werewolves are big-time stigmatized, thanks to one (Jace Dorny) rampaging through Southampton and killing 39 people in one night. The Ministry has passed strict laws that werewolves are to be registered and issued dog tags and are to report to the refitted Azkaban prison for transformations. Also that any werewolf working against Voldemort and the Ministry is to be killed on sight. So Fenrir gave Voldie the finger and bailed. On the moon in early December, packs throughout the country killed/maimed 1,500 people. Fenrir's still glowing about that.
Or, hell, we need a Draco, too (we've had the worst luck keeping them).
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But time! Not having games eat my life! Aargh! (I'm not sure I could keep up with the play.)
I'd been wondering about Draco - his relationship with Tonks changed rather drastically...
How does one join up? Not that I'm volunteering, no m'm. I'm just... curious.
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Time and games eating your life is indeed a problem; I totally understand.
If one does pick up a character who had been played previously, it's perfectly acceptable to rewrite some or all of the backstory so it meshes with one's own view of the character.
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I'm thinking, a junior member of Fenrir's pack, very canine-like, who is in London to acquire town-polish while they get some serious work done. They've just disappeared and Sue is sleeping in Hyde Park trying to get people to "throw the frisbee already!" and possibly find a member of her pack to tell her what to do.
Short, solidly built (runs with a rolling gait), intellectually lazy, extremely good senses. Cheerful, friendly, fights above her weight if she ever gets into one. Has not a trace of malice in her as she hunts and devours rabbits, and possibly humans when the moon is in the appropriate phase.
Agreeable? (If not, I can tinker some, or come up with a new character concept, no biggy.)
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(Also she doesn't _have_ a pack at the moment because we're sadly lacking in werewolf players, so we'd either have to NPC them or say she's going solo? Hmmm....
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The fraternal twin of the Goyle of the books, whose name escapes me, Aristophilis was brilliant, witty, handsome, athletic, and in addition a near-prodigy at music.
His years at Hogwarts he intended to be a dazzling panorama of academic, social, and athletic success - he would equal Tom Riddle and go beyond him. Alas, shortly after his eleventh birthday he was mauled by Greyback and showed the lycanthropic physiognomy at the next full moon.
School was out of the questions. His mother's loud cries of "Why didn't they take the other one?" while presumably well meant, were not materially helpful. Aristophilus was shuffled off to a discreet nursing home in the north of Scotland, something of a specialist area for the ... lively ones. He hated it there, the patronising nurses, the braindead patients, the clammy stone cells he was stored in at each turn of the moon - he escaped when he was thirteen and lived wild for some time, eventually coming into contact with and joining Fenrir's pack.
He hates his twin brother for getting everything he wanted and not doing anything with it. He hates Fenrir for taking his life away with him. He will enact his vengeance on both of them.
Fenrir, he plans to destroy, and then take over the whole pack - when he is strong enough and sure enough. For now, he is a very competent henchman. His brother - he will find out what the clod loves and take it from him, slowly and painfully, and then kill the wretch.
In appearance he is a very dapper young man, with styling somewhat antique - suit, tie, gloves, hair swept back with hair-cream. He has maintained his study of music, and is a very fine violinist. While he owns a wand, his use of it is childish and crude - he avoids taking it out in public.
Overt purpose of being in London: bring Morgana Wood into the fold, and possibly recruit her as the next Alpha Female, when he rules the pack.
How does that sound?
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