Post by DERRICK BALOR on Jul 7, 2024 7:25:04 GMT -5
Derrick Balor
Birthday: May 19th, 2012
Blood Status: Half-Blood
Location of Residence: [Wimborne, England] (Born in Ireland)
School: Hogwarts
House: Slytherin
Appearance:
Derrick is still growing into his body and looks a little lanky because of it, more limbs than man at this point. Notably, Derrick Green eyes which is the most common shared trait among The Balor Family.
Three Characteristics You Think You Are: Driven | Bold | Inquisitive
Three Characteristics Others Think You Are: Competitive | Explosive | Diligent
Three Random Facts:
-The Balor Family is a clan of half-blood, blood purists, who are practicing in hopes of being able to marry into pure-blood families. Derrick however has been a massive scandal for the whole of the clan, as he was born from an affair with a muggle woman. To date he’s the biggest scandal in four generations of Balor, at least in the circles they run in.
- Derrick has a secret passion for making his own meals, and on occasion sneaks into the kitchen to gather supplies to make his own meals.
- Derrick has kept his acceptance letter to Hogwarts as a treasure on the side of his bed while at Hogwarts and on his wall while at home.
Aspirations:
-To succeed to such a degree his family has to acknowledge him. Every class, exam, mark, or opportunity of any kind is a chance to distinguish himself.
- To be a prefect, and eventually Head Boy
- Find a place where he belongs.
Favourite Class: Charms
Least Favourite Class: History of Magic
Favourite Wizarding Food or Drink: Bertie Bott’s every flavor beans
Thoughts on Blood Purism: It’s rubbish and a fantasy, either they allowed half-bloods in or they died out. It’s nothing more than a means of gatekeeping.
Thoughts on the Government: Derrick doesn’t focus on the government much, but they don’t seem to do a great job of preventing the rise of dark wizards do they?
Family:
Gabriel Balor III | Father | 1986
Clara Skies | Mother | 1989 (13 years deceased)
Angela Balor | Stepmother | 1990
Gabriel Balor IV | Half-Brother | 2012
Katrielle Balor | Half-Sister | 2014
Gabriel Balor II | Grandfather | 1950
Morgan Balor | Uncle | 1991
Lezette Balor | Aunt | 1989
Aaric Balor | Cousin | 2012
Finn Balor | Cousin | 2011
Trelisa Balor | Cousin | 2012
Alexandria Balor | Cousin | 2015
Barty Shackelthorn | Step-Uncle | 1984
Victoria Shackelthorn | Step-Aunt | 1987
Nicky Shackelthorn | Cousin | 2007
Roleplay Example:
The hour had grown late, and the only light remaining in the Slytherin Common Room now was a small candlelight up against the glass wall looking into the gloomy depths of the lake. A small figure who seemed to grow a few centimeters every day was hunched around that light. Only the sound of the occasional scribbling quill or turning pages filled the common room as he pushed himself to absorb what he could. Exams were just around the corner, and surely there were many students pressed into the library until they were forced to leave, trying to cram as he was, though Derrick doubted there were many that had the same need as he did. He wasn’t working simply to do well, and it wasn’t just about the marks that mattered to him. It was the distinction the young Slytherin cared about. For eleven years in his own home Derrick had been something somewhere between muggle and house-elf. Had worn the scorn not just of his step-mother, but his own father, aunts, and uncles for the sin of having a muggle mother as if it were in his control. Often he was simply called squib, and everyone around him insisted he’d never be anything but an embarrassment to the Balor name. Okay, his half-siblings were good to him, and a couple of the cousins, but it wasn’t Gabe or Kat’s voices that whispered in the back of his head on these long nights.
It was his step-mother, it was his Uncle Morgan’s. Their taunts and assurances that he simply had bad blood and wouldn’t be able to achieve anything within the wizarding world. Ooh sometimes they’d even sound almost sympathetic, as if it wasn’t his fault, but Derrick wasn’t a fool. Still, for eleven years he had all but believed them, had felt guilty though he’d never truly be able to explain why, and then came the letter. Two letters from Hogwarts, one addressed to his younger half-brother Gabriel and the second to him. Announcing that both had been accepted into Hogwarts School of Wizardry and Witchcraft and for a slightly younger Derrick that had changed everything. Had for him put into perspective all the lies he’d been fed. It’d been a moment he hadn’t known he’d needed, and it had created a steel determination in the boy there-after.
So now he studied, and now he worked and he worked hard at it. Yes, like any student he wanted to get good grades, but it wasn’t the grades themselves that mattered to Derrick it was the affirmation. That he wasn’t just a wizard, but he was a talented wizard. A wizard that was as good as any of the other Balors. Any other pure-blood or purist that looked down their nose at him. Derrick was determined to become nothing short of undeniable. It wasn’t simple compulsion for him, it was need, he couldn’t stop himself if he’d wanted too. And so he pushed, even as his writing turned sluggish and his eyes so heavy moments slipped by before he realized they’d closed he pushed on. He only need a couple hours to sleep to function, maybe he’d be grumpy but it’d be worth it. He imagined going home and showing his father and step-mother a sheet of nothing but Os and…
He woke up a short while later with his head on his parchment. His cheek stained with ink, while his hand had trailed along the table. Perhaps he could wait to finish reviewing the ingredient encyclopedia the following morning. It was just a review anyway, something he could use as reference for his herbology and potions exams. Yawning he’d clean the spilled ink, and pack up his quill and books and sneak back into his dormitory. Careful not to wake anyone already asleep. His pillow was a welcome fixture and he was asleep almost instantly.
Though it seemed not a second had passed as he was soon woken by the other boys getting ready to head down for breakfast and start the next day. So Derrick sluggishly pushed himself out of bed and followed them down. His eyes felt nearly as heavy as when he retired, but he reminded himself it’d be worth it. Yeah… Just wait for it.
ALIAS: Goes by D or Derrick
OTHER CHARACTERS: (Plan to bring in his siblings Gabriel IV and Katrielle)
WELCOME BUDDY?: Sure?
CANON?: N
WANTED AD?: If anyone would like to add a member or attach themselves to the Balor Family they are welcome. (Conversely, I did a little snooping and am bringing in a family half-blood purists)
