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Post by auben on Sept 8, 2008 20:33:37 GMT -5
Character Basics
Full Name: Sadao Okita. Nickname(s): Auben Douay. Birthday: April 6th. Age: Twenty-one. Gender: Male. Desired Position: Patron.
Character Information
Appearance: Auben takes pride in dressing rich one day, then dirt poor the next. He enjoys mixing things up a bit. He has onyx, almond-shaped eyes and pale skin that's very distinguished from his raven colored hair. He's handsome, but has a little spark that's unique compared to the normal French man. His body is mostly muscle, yet he still remains very agile. For some reason, his lip is pierced and he has some tattoos on his back and arms.
Personality: He's intelligent and has style, but is an overall bad person to be around. Although smarter than most, Auben is extremely stubborn and proud of his looks. He's annoyingly aloof and indecisive, not to mention childish. Auben is known to cross the very boundary of manners with his blatant style and honesty. But he's incredibly possessive of the ones he loves, and has a natural charm that lures women in. Auben also has a knack for acting. Many call him a "ladies' man".
History: Not much is known about Auben, aside from what he has told the public. Apparently Sadao Okita was kidnapped from Asia as a child (real home country unknown for the time being), and transported to Europe where he joined something similar to a "freak circus". Most would ask why, to which Auben would gesture to the pin that went straight through his lip and the several Chinese and Japanese tattoos along his arms and back.
It was purely the freak circus' doing, and Auben didn't enjoy it in the least. Although it was neat as he could add decorations to it later, it bent every tradition out there and made him a social outcast. Not to mention the numerous infections he received from the piercing and tattoos at first. But it only got better once he finally reached rock bottom. Auben took several jobs, eventually getting a permanent one acting as an elderly, rich couple's son.
It didn't take long for them to become a real family since he had learned English and French pretty quickly. However, other than the rich couple's family absolutely hated Auben. And it became justified when he turned nineteen. To be exact, the elderly man and woman were both seventy when they adopted him. On the old man's deathbed, he named Auben as the sole heir - which sent the family into a frenzy since the old man was filthy rich and the owner of several different companies.
Troubled by his family's lack of kindness, Auben took a short vacation as he traveled all around Europe in hopes to find a new place to settle down and leave that damned family behind - stopping momentarily to visit the Opera Populaire. Could this be it?
Random Info
Likes: Reading novels, women, dancing, and acting. Dislikes: Any sort of circus, singing (since he cannot), and salty foods. Fears: Getting into a serious relationship, dying without someone by his side, and being made a fool. Habits: Toying with women, fooling around at the most serious of hours, and saying things he doesn't mean.
Family
Parents: Marie Douay (mother), and James Douay (father/deceased). Sibling(s): None to speak of. Relative(s): N/A.
Other
Custom Title: N/A. The magic word: Inside my mind. Role Play Sample:
"Mum, dad. Thank you much for taking care of me three year," she said warmly with a distinct, smooth accent. Cosette could still recall her original language fairly easily, still repeating words every night so she wouldn't forget. French was easy to remember too, though she couldn't say the same with English. "I love you. I love you both lot."
"We're always here if you need us," Basile reminded the young woman. She was so eager, practically bouncing off the walls to start off on her own. It was almost saddening to see they weren't needed anymore, though Cosette obviously didn't see it that way. She just wanted to get out of their hair.
"you're both so kind. Thank you." Cosette kissed each of her parents on the forehead before leaving. As soon as she shut the door behind her, she reached into her bag to pull out a leather journal. Electricity went from her toes straight up to her head; that sad yet decisive moment was good inspiration. Might as well start now, anyway.
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