Baha, I thought up her character today while watching a little boy chase pigeons and other children with a large stick. This is gonna be great.

Nah, it's your RP and he's the one to lead the group and it's not my place to do that. You're Creator, thus you are Voldie. *licks*

And now for an RP sample. *ponders*

Davina Karpenter: Care of Magical Creatures scholar by day, Death Eater by night. Not even she thought her cover would last for more than a year. Seventeen years later, she was the best at disguising the truth and her true love, torturing and watching the life pour from a terrified soul's eyes. Sometimes she even forgot to enjoy herself when she was drabbed in her dark robes, wretched cries filling her ears like a sweet lullaby.

"Pay attention!" shouted one of the Death Eaters that had accompanied her to the room to prep before their genocide.

She glared at him, her brown eyes looking black due to the shadows from her lashes, but ignored him. As they walked to the room where the prisoner was held (though Davina skipped the last few steps), they both drew their wands and entered the dimly lit chamber.

Her fellow Death Eater took the first charge, sending a quick hex to the prisoner, the woman crumpling over with a shriek. Davina smiled, her mind soaring.

They took turns torturing the woman and as her breath became more ragged, Davina stepped forward, hovering over the woman. She leaned down, her face only a few inches from the woman's. "All that lives must die, passing through nature to eternity."

The light in the woman's eyes was extinguished by an unspoken pair of words. She sunk completely to the ground, already looking three shades paler.

Davina twirled up and around, skipping from the room. The man looked at her in disgust at her tactics of reciting such lines before killing someone. She merely giggled like a small pixie and left the room, wondering which Shakespearean quote she'd use on the victim in the next room.