Post by CHELS on Nov 2, 2006 23:23:53 GMT -6
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About You:
Name: Chelsea || CHELS
Age: Fourteen
Gender: Female
Some Basic Interests: Cross Country, The O.C & Music.
About You Character:
Name: Jason Lévesque
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
School Year: Senior
Art Interest: --- [he's here just because his father needs him to have a solid education. he's the worst at having side activities]
Originated From: Quebec, Canada
Parents: Marius & Romaine
Siblings: Anne
Appearance:
Jason is the exact opposite of his sister - in fact, they look nothing alike. Besides that, he is a good, lean figure with the posture of a towering model with little sign of bulging muscles. He does like to keep his appearance as presentable as possible, and he does do a nice job. In the morning, he’ll wake up and reach for his nearest comb to smooth down any bed bumps from the pillow in his bleached blonde hair. Usually, there are never waves or curls left in his hair, but if there is, that could easily be fixed with applications of water & gel. Usually, his hair streaks down above or near his shoulders, the days change differently and so does the length of his hair. With blonde eyebrows that only turn brown from water, and very dark blue eyes, he has a look that could kill. Sometimes, if he’s really in depth with a book, he’ll take out square, black glasses that he manages to pull off every time. With a nose that curves only slightly as it extends and curvaceous, smooth and tight lips, his face definitely fits his personality perfectly. His skin is a white, pale core; never tan for it remains much too fair.
If you look at him from an angle, Jason could look very athletic, but in all honesty; he’s not. He hates to run in the sun trying to chase little balls for the enjoyment of winning houses some measly points. His arms do have some bumps that could pass as muscles, and his stomach is not at all big, but not muscular. He just is very skinny for his age and tall, the perfect thing to be afraid of. Mostly everyone in his family is the same, tall, lean and no curves what so ever. He seems to fit into this figure beautifully, with big hands and big feet, to fit his height. His stomach is showing some early signs of a muscular pack, but don’t expect it to grow and mature any time soon, because he doesn’t put much effort into getting the biceps. So how does he remain so small? He doesn’t over do the foods and it’s just a gene that has roamed his gene pool for a long time.
Style for Jason is a very important aspect in the school. He doesn’t limit himself from it; yet don’t expect him to wear something so outrageous that it could make him look as if he was trying too hard. He never does try to hard anyways, so it would be a bad assumption all together. He does stick to the long sweaters and slacks, maybe some jeans that caress his moderate sized thighs to their slender fit. It does resemble quite a preppy look, but it’s what he was brought up to wear all his life, and nothing really stops him from it. At least he’s not wearing tight pants and logo tees.
Personality: Jason is definitely not the nicest person you could run into while crossing through the corridor. Born in a rough, money obsessed life with the same genes of a cruel father; he breathes and lives off torture. He doesn’t play nice to anyone besides his sister and close friends who enjoy the same, sick games he plays. He does have a knack for getting away with a lot of things, maybe too much. If someone were to have lost their stash of cash or new cell phone, Jason is probably the first one to be inspected. Jason can play a mighty good innocent act, which fools almost everyone besides the ones that know him best. Most of the time he won’t steal from you unless necessary. He is very sophisticated and mature, or atleast he likes to think of himself as being so, and he doesn’t on a daily basis make a fool of himself. He takes things step by step, and has the pure ability to do it fast. He thinks things thoroughly, and only thinks of things before hand if they work for him.
Unless you truly mean something to Jason, and touch him deep in the heart, he will be nice and generous to you. Even if you’re a friend whom he had known ever since the start, he won’t always be nice to you, it’s a given. It’s just the way he is, and he will not change for anyone. If someone had a knife pointed to their chest in the light of death, or Jason could cut off a finger in turn for the person’s life, he’s keep his finger. He thinks that everyone should bow down to him, and knows that everyone thinks he is quite intimidating. Jason can get away with anything he wants, either from his father’s money or just his personality, and that’s what everyone hates about him. Girl wise… he does actually pull a lot in. Usually he just uses the desperate ones when he has nothing else to do, but so far he has never actual liked a girl so much that he’d actual decide to let her in on his life on spiraling twists and turns.
History: Quebec, as most know, is in Eastern Canada, and is the second largest province in Canada. Where the English speak was rare and it was mostly eloquent French words, the money flowed into the hands of Marius Lévesque, whom took the family’s name into the art gallery business. He was a stern man who always loved being crowned the next heir of the family’s fortune and fame. In a summary, they were representatives for many famous art galleries in Canada, Paris, Rome and some in the States. They would be called into the find certain pieces of art for the galleries, and in return would earn buckets of money every second counted. Some people in the family loved what they did, actually; every single member of the family did. Even though the Lévesque remained quite small, that was the way they liked it, and it kept their reputation sought out throughout the world of art and money. Marius was to be married to Romaine Laurent, a beautiful woman with a secret; she didn’t want her life. The Lévesque & Laurent families were always friends, and always were hoping for the day when their children would unite. The Laurent family owned a half of land in the lower-town in Quebec, which meant they controlled everyone’s poor lives down there while they lived the rich and glamorous ones. Romaine was always the oddball in the family, and didn’t like the idea of marrying Marius and having the wealth to control over the hungry and poor families in the neighboring towns. Yet, she was never that strong herself, so she married Marius at the age of eighteen, not having much of a choice. It was either that or she would have to face her family, and sometimes, that could be the hardest thing in the world. The marriage between Marius and Romaine wasn’t difficult like most, because right after the ceremony, Marius gave Romaine the keys to the manor and flew off in a jet plane to look for more art. He was addicted to his work, and that suited Romaine fine, because she despised him as a person. Her first days in the manor were luxury. She was quite a fan of writing and penciling in poetry that sung throughout of heart on the acres of lawns or beneath a big oak tree. She was kind, a belle, charming and loved the outdoors. The inside of the manor was beautiful, but it wasn’t what she would imagine herself actually spending more than two hours in.
It was tradition, of course, to conceive your first child as soon as after the marriage to stay young with the children. Marius and Romaine completed this transaction, but not with happiness. They worked, and they did the sweet talk, but they were far from love. Romaine was in a terrible state, and just wanted to find someone to love, someone to talk to. So, after finding that she was pregnant, the family secret began. Meet Luc Durand, the butler to the family and a very wise, suave man. He was the one that took Romaine to get the baby checked up on, and treated her with the utmost respect, unlike Marius. One night, Marius scolded her for smoking with the baby in the loom, and while she shouldn’t have smoked in the first place, which was turning into her own addiction, Luc was by her side. He consoled her, and told her how she should be treated so much better and how she should be having the perfect life. Two glasses of wine and one conversation later, she ended up falling in love with Luc, proving it by a passionate kiss by the fireside. It was everything she could have wanted, except for the part where she was already married. Days after she had kissed Luc, they were always close, and couldn’t take their eyes off of each other, and it was getting risky with Marius at home with phone calls or just resting. Then, a couple of months before Anne were to be born, and Romaine was quite pregnant at this point, Marius caught her with Luc. It was chaos, and even though Marius didn’t love Romaine enough to actually care as much as a husband should, he yelled at the two of them, made them on the verge of tears, fired Luc and had a private conversation inside the master bedroom with Romaine. After that conversation, Romaine was broken. She had lost the love of her life, she was trapped in a manor and had to pretend that their lives were perfect. Perfection was overrated at this point, but to the Lévesque family, it was a style of vintage. She attended banquets; spoke elegantly and never acted out of order like she had in the past. Then, Jason was born.
Flaws: Jason doesn't like to think of himself as flawed. He's very self righteous, & quite confident at that. Despite how different he looks from his sister, he has his mom's genes, he respects that they are blood relatives and could feel a little outcasted at times. He's very tall, and used to be ridiculed for his height in grade school, along with that fact that his heart was as cold as ice. He's rarely nice, unless you aren't either.
Living Situation: The Lévesque estate was gorgeous. Although it lays very far away from the social parties, it's near a large group of mountains with a guarded, golden gate with painted angels imprinted on the fronts. The long driveway spirals through a thick patch of rose colored leafs hanging off the trees, and then you enter the very Perisian styled mansion with amazing designing and architecture, along with arches & mini balconies that graze the sky. Quite the change to going to a dorm, now isn't it?
Roleplaying Example: From Hartwell Academy
The lights illuminated the Dining Hall to perfection, and the marble floors were glistening with polished shine. Still, it did the very least at impressing Sebastian. Striding through the corridors after sending his little sister to fetch his books, what a sweet heart, he had opened the door to the Dining Hall. Alright, so he had lied about the Heads and Prefects having their shining moment at the Head table, but he knew his stubborn little sister wouldn’t do it without reasoning. It was always about reasoning with her, and sometimes you just had to lie. Of course, she’d get over it quickly, considering they were much too close and mature to fight about a white lie. Walking to a table filled with different assortments of students, girls and boys, in which some were practicing their talents, he seated himself at the far end. He thought that socializing with a bunch of nitwits wouldn’t satisfy him any more than a raw piece of meat left in a box for ten years. The whole lot of them was always lifting spoons with their minds, dripping water from their fingertips and blowing fire from their mouths like dragons. At this point, he was wishing his sister was here, so they could mock all the giddy students who thought of themselves as adorable or cool. Disgusting was his perception of it.
Sebastian lifted his water goblet, which was already filled centimeters away from the rim, and cleaned the top with the bottom of his finger. Everything besides home and his part of the dorm was so murky and never washed properly, so he was constantly swiping off the dirt from everything he could find. Glaring at several girls who tried to eye flirt with them, and slowly scaring them half to death, he took a slow, solid sip of the water, which seemed almost as horrifying as the goblet itself. He had a severely full stomach, probably from the full lunch he had ate seven hours ago, and still questioned himself of why he was sitting here in the first place. If only there were some spirits to talk to, something that could bring havoc among these annoying youngsters. Yet again, there were barely any evil, dead souls in the Dining Hall, so he was always resorting to talking to them in the dungeons or towers. As he picked up his goblet again, he felt someone nudge his elbow as he placed the goblet back down and sent a menacing glare at the person. Oh, wait till he got fired up. Simply a lowlife of a person touching him was brutal, but those people… nudging him sent him askew.
About You:
Name: Chelsea || CHELS
Age: Fourteen
Gender: Female
Some Basic Interests: Cross Country, The O.C & Music.
About You Character:
Name: Jason Lévesque
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
School Year: Senior
Art Interest: --- [he's here just because his father needs him to have a solid education. he's the worst at having side activities]
Originated From: Quebec, Canada
Parents: Marius & Romaine
Siblings: Anne
Appearance:
Jason is the exact opposite of his sister - in fact, they look nothing alike. Besides that, he is a good, lean figure with the posture of a towering model with little sign of bulging muscles. He does like to keep his appearance as presentable as possible, and he does do a nice job. In the morning, he’ll wake up and reach for his nearest comb to smooth down any bed bumps from the pillow in his bleached blonde hair. Usually, there are never waves or curls left in his hair, but if there is, that could easily be fixed with applications of water & gel. Usually, his hair streaks down above or near his shoulders, the days change differently and so does the length of his hair. With blonde eyebrows that only turn brown from water, and very dark blue eyes, he has a look that could kill. Sometimes, if he’s really in depth with a book, he’ll take out square, black glasses that he manages to pull off every time. With a nose that curves only slightly as it extends and curvaceous, smooth and tight lips, his face definitely fits his personality perfectly. His skin is a white, pale core; never tan for it remains much too fair.
If you look at him from an angle, Jason could look very athletic, but in all honesty; he’s not. He hates to run in the sun trying to chase little balls for the enjoyment of winning houses some measly points. His arms do have some bumps that could pass as muscles, and his stomach is not at all big, but not muscular. He just is very skinny for his age and tall, the perfect thing to be afraid of. Mostly everyone in his family is the same, tall, lean and no curves what so ever. He seems to fit into this figure beautifully, with big hands and big feet, to fit his height. His stomach is showing some early signs of a muscular pack, but don’t expect it to grow and mature any time soon, because he doesn’t put much effort into getting the biceps. So how does he remain so small? He doesn’t over do the foods and it’s just a gene that has roamed his gene pool for a long time.
Style for Jason is a very important aspect in the school. He doesn’t limit himself from it; yet don’t expect him to wear something so outrageous that it could make him look as if he was trying too hard. He never does try to hard anyways, so it would be a bad assumption all together. He does stick to the long sweaters and slacks, maybe some jeans that caress his moderate sized thighs to their slender fit. It does resemble quite a preppy look, but it’s what he was brought up to wear all his life, and nothing really stops him from it. At least he’s not wearing tight pants and logo tees.
Personality: Jason is definitely not the nicest person you could run into while crossing through the corridor. Born in a rough, money obsessed life with the same genes of a cruel father; he breathes and lives off torture. He doesn’t play nice to anyone besides his sister and close friends who enjoy the same, sick games he plays. He does have a knack for getting away with a lot of things, maybe too much. If someone were to have lost their stash of cash or new cell phone, Jason is probably the first one to be inspected. Jason can play a mighty good innocent act, which fools almost everyone besides the ones that know him best. Most of the time he won’t steal from you unless necessary. He is very sophisticated and mature, or atleast he likes to think of himself as being so, and he doesn’t on a daily basis make a fool of himself. He takes things step by step, and has the pure ability to do it fast. He thinks things thoroughly, and only thinks of things before hand if they work for him.
Unless you truly mean something to Jason, and touch him deep in the heart, he will be nice and generous to you. Even if you’re a friend whom he had known ever since the start, he won’t always be nice to you, it’s a given. It’s just the way he is, and he will not change for anyone. If someone had a knife pointed to their chest in the light of death, or Jason could cut off a finger in turn for the person’s life, he’s keep his finger. He thinks that everyone should bow down to him, and knows that everyone thinks he is quite intimidating. Jason can get away with anything he wants, either from his father’s money or just his personality, and that’s what everyone hates about him. Girl wise… he does actually pull a lot in. Usually he just uses the desperate ones when he has nothing else to do, but so far he has never actual liked a girl so much that he’d actual decide to let her in on his life on spiraling twists and turns.
History: Quebec, as most know, is in Eastern Canada, and is the second largest province in Canada. Where the English speak was rare and it was mostly eloquent French words, the money flowed into the hands of Marius Lévesque, whom took the family’s name into the art gallery business. He was a stern man who always loved being crowned the next heir of the family’s fortune and fame. In a summary, they were representatives for many famous art galleries in Canada, Paris, Rome and some in the States. They would be called into the find certain pieces of art for the galleries, and in return would earn buckets of money every second counted. Some people in the family loved what they did, actually; every single member of the family did. Even though the Lévesque remained quite small, that was the way they liked it, and it kept their reputation sought out throughout the world of art and money. Marius was to be married to Romaine Laurent, a beautiful woman with a secret; she didn’t want her life. The Lévesque & Laurent families were always friends, and always were hoping for the day when their children would unite. The Laurent family owned a half of land in the lower-town in Quebec, which meant they controlled everyone’s poor lives down there while they lived the rich and glamorous ones. Romaine was always the oddball in the family, and didn’t like the idea of marrying Marius and having the wealth to control over the hungry and poor families in the neighboring towns. Yet, she was never that strong herself, so she married Marius at the age of eighteen, not having much of a choice. It was either that or she would have to face her family, and sometimes, that could be the hardest thing in the world. The marriage between Marius and Romaine wasn’t difficult like most, because right after the ceremony, Marius gave Romaine the keys to the manor and flew off in a jet plane to look for more art. He was addicted to his work, and that suited Romaine fine, because she despised him as a person. Her first days in the manor were luxury. She was quite a fan of writing and penciling in poetry that sung throughout of heart on the acres of lawns or beneath a big oak tree. She was kind, a belle, charming and loved the outdoors. The inside of the manor was beautiful, but it wasn’t what she would imagine herself actually spending more than two hours in.
It was tradition, of course, to conceive your first child as soon as after the marriage to stay young with the children. Marius and Romaine completed this transaction, but not with happiness. They worked, and they did the sweet talk, but they were far from love. Romaine was in a terrible state, and just wanted to find someone to love, someone to talk to. So, after finding that she was pregnant, the family secret began. Meet Luc Durand, the butler to the family and a very wise, suave man. He was the one that took Romaine to get the baby checked up on, and treated her with the utmost respect, unlike Marius. One night, Marius scolded her for smoking with the baby in the loom, and while she shouldn’t have smoked in the first place, which was turning into her own addiction, Luc was by her side. He consoled her, and told her how she should be treated so much better and how she should be having the perfect life. Two glasses of wine and one conversation later, she ended up falling in love with Luc, proving it by a passionate kiss by the fireside. It was everything she could have wanted, except for the part where she was already married. Days after she had kissed Luc, they were always close, and couldn’t take their eyes off of each other, and it was getting risky with Marius at home with phone calls or just resting. Then, a couple of months before Anne were to be born, and Romaine was quite pregnant at this point, Marius caught her with Luc. It was chaos, and even though Marius didn’t love Romaine enough to actually care as much as a husband should, he yelled at the two of them, made them on the verge of tears, fired Luc and had a private conversation inside the master bedroom with Romaine. After that conversation, Romaine was broken. She had lost the love of her life, she was trapped in a manor and had to pretend that their lives were perfect. Perfection was overrated at this point, but to the Lévesque family, it was a style of vintage. She attended banquets; spoke elegantly and never acted out of order like she had in the past. Then, Jason was born.
Flaws: Jason doesn't like to think of himself as flawed. He's very self righteous, & quite confident at that. Despite how different he looks from his sister, he has his mom's genes, he respects that they are blood relatives and could feel a little outcasted at times. He's very tall, and used to be ridiculed for his height in grade school, along with that fact that his heart was as cold as ice. He's rarely nice, unless you aren't either.
Living Situation: The Lévesque estate was gorgeous. Although it lays very far away from the social parties, it's near a large group of mountains with a guarded, golden gate with painted angels imprinted on the fronts. The long driveway spirals through a thick patch of rose colored leafs hanging off the trees, and then you enter the very Perisian styled mansion with amazing designing and architecture, along with arches & mini balconies that graze the sky. Quite the change to going to a dorm, now isn't it?
Roleplaying Example: From Hartwell Academy
The lights illuminated the Dining Hall to perfection, and the marble floors were glistening with polished shine. Still, it did the very least at impressing Sebastian. Striding through the corridors after sending his little sister to fetch his books, what a sweet heart, he had opened the door to the Dining Hall. Alright, so he had lied about the Heads and Prefects having their shining moment at the Head table, but he knew his stubborn little sister wouldn’t do it without reasoning. It was always about reasoning with her, and sometimes you just had to lie. Of course, she’d get over it quickly, considering they were much too close and mature to fight about a white lie. Walking to a table filled with different assortments of students, girls and boys, in which some were practicing their talents, he seated himself at the far end. He thought that socializing with a bunch of nitwits wouldn’t satisfy him any more than a raw piece of meat left in a box for ten years. The whole lot of them was always lifting spoons with their minds, dripping water from their fingertips and blowing fire from their mouths like dragons. At this point, he was wishing his sister was here, so they could mock all the giddy students who thought of themselves as adorable or cool. Disgusting was his perception of it.
Sebastian lifted his water goblet, which was already filled centimeters away from the rim, and cleaned the top with the bottom of his finger. Everything besides home and his part of the dorm was so murky and never washed properly, so he was constantly swiping off the dirt from everything he could find. Glaring at several girls who tried to eye flirt with them, and slowly scaring them half to death, he took a slow, solid sip of the water, which seemed almost as horrifying as the goblet itself. He had a severely full stomach, probably from the full lunch he had ate seven hours ago, and still questioned himself of why he was sitting here in the first place. If only there were some spirits to talk to, something that could bring havoc among these annoying youngsters. Yet again, there were barely any evil, dead souls in the Dining Hall, so he was always resorting to talking to them in the dungeons or towers. As he picked up his goblet again, he felt someone nudge his elbow as he placed the goblet back down and sent a menacing glare at the person. Oh, wait till he got fired up. Simply a lowlife of a person touching him was brutal, but those people… nudging him sent him askew.
