Post by eva on Oct 17, 2008 17:50:32 GMT -5
Character Basics
Full Name: Evangeline Zuri Nia Laroque
Nicknames: Eva
Birthday: December 21
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Desired Position: Prostitute / Aspiring Singer
Character Information
Appearance:
Personality:
Evangeline is usually a very quiet girl who has a kind of mysterious ambience about her when she not putting on the act of a seductress. She is a very loyal friend ready to please those around her. And complaining is something that is not in her vocabulary. Anything handed to her she takes in stride and if needed makes a new path in her life. However at the same time she can take control of a situation when needed.
However when someone gets her blood rushing she becomes stubborn and it’s hard to get back on her good side. And if you lose her trust it may take a lifetime to win back. And when she becomes depressed she alienates herself from everyone, possible for days where she won't even eat. Though she can come off as shy Evangeline isn’t easily scared; she’ll stand up for herself.
History:
Born Zuri Nia, Evangeline was the first born to a couple on the French occupied African island Mayotta. They were a young couple, her mother only being fifteen when she had, but that was normal in most tribes. She lived on the island in content poverty until she was twelve. While her mother was pregnant with Furaha the seven of them hopped on a boat that her father worked on to France. They were hoping to become a part of the cultural world in the busy city of Paris. However they miscalculated the expense of city life.
They moved into a two-room apartment on the outskirts of the city. Her father continued working on the merchant ship, Evangeline and her mother became maids in the Populaire Opera House, the others picked up odd jobs that didn’t require having to be able to fluently speak French; only her father, Jengo, and her could. Cleaning the Opera House is where she discovered her love for the arts. The paintings of places she had never seen or would, the sweet melodies the instrumentalist created, the graceful movement of the dancers, and the beautiful voice of the singers. She loved being in the Opera House and watching the rehearsals and performances from backstage. She knew that one day she be on that stage.
Over the years Evangeline completely immersed herself in the life of the French, the good and the bad. One day when aimlessly wondering the streets she stumbled across the infamous Moulin Rouge. At first she found the thought disgusting of the reason for the sinfully place, but when she found out that the working girls could make more in one night then a maid in a week her mind changed. Her quickly expended family was desperate for money and it wasn’t like she had anything to lose. So at the age of sixteen the little Zuri took the name Evangeline Laroque and was became the African Princess of the brothel.
Only after a year however she became pregnant from one of her regulars, the Count Rodrigue Pascal. Though most prostitutes take something to have a miscarriage, family was important to her and she decided to have the child. There isn’t a plan for the two to marry, but the Count does support little Antoinetta with a weekly allowance. With Evangeline becoming more successful at her job and the Counts help she has been able to move her family into a nice apartment. What she really wants to do though the quit her job for the sake of her daughter and fulfill her dream of becoming a singer.
Random Info
Likes:
* Being with her family
* All forms of the arts
* Bright things
* Doing lessons with her daughter
* Crowds
* Conversations with intelligent people
Dislikes:
* Thought of as an inferior person because of her occupation
* People who force their morals on her
* Ignorant people
* Sterotyping
* Her lack of education
* Her short temper
Fears:
* Losing her daughter
* Retiring as a Prostitute
* No longer being able to provide for her family
* Parents deciding to go back to Mayotte
Habits:
* Speaking a bit incoherently when really nervous
* Singing quietly
* Pulling on her curls when thinking
Family
Parents: Mother: Suda (36) Father: Imamu (40)
Siblings: Sisters: Marjuni (18), Kamaria (16), Furaha (10),
Eshe (4)
Brothers: Jengo (20), Kobe (11)
Relatives:Antoinetta Zuri Laroque-Pascal – (5) Daughter
Other
* Rodrigue Pascal – (37) Antoinetta’s father
* Speaks both French and Swahili fluently
Custom Title:
The magic word: Inside my Mind
Role Play Sample:
Snow's mind finally stopped fighting as she continued to weep and was embraced. It was her mind that kept telling her she didn't want to be touched, but her body yearned for it. And now that it had it, it wouldn't have it other wise.
For once in her face she wanted to be comforted and held. To be told it was ok to be normal, and not some ice queen. Yes she had a goal, but couldn't she have just this one moment. One moment of complete weakness.
Oh she didn't know how much she wanted to here those words. That she wasn't alone. That there was someone. Someone that she could go to no matter what. She shunned the idea, but now she really wanted.
Infact she was disgusted with herself, for how much she'd let this thing carry on, only to make it more fragile then fine China. Though the thoughts raced through her head, at the moment it didn't matter.
Snow's melted ice ran so to completely soak her face and neck in only a few short moments to have her heavy hair stick to her face and neck. But they where soon brushed aside and a gentle touch caressed her. She was in such a vulnerable state that she was holding onto his arm while leaning into the touch for support.
And when his face was so close and he whispered the words that was all too much the same for her was when a huge chuck of ice melted as she felt an almost sickening feeling in her stomach.
She wanted to bury her head again and cry, but she was too weak and even submissive to make an attempt to move her head away. Her eyes gazed up at him in a blurry vision as more tears swelled. They burned behind her eyes but eventually released when he said the words that she thought she'd never want to hear from someone.
”Eiji.” She said in a soft whisper before there lips touched. Her still frozen mind fought but too much of the ice in her melted and felt like her once dead heart could fly. How could something that once sickened her become something that she wanted more of. It felt so much better then she'd expected, and she wanted it more then being held.
Full Name: Evangeline Zuri Nia Laroque
Nicknames: Eva
Birthday: December 21
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Desired Position: Prostitute / Aspiring Singer
Character Information
Appearance:
Personality:
Evangeline is usually a very quiet girl who has a kind of mysterious ambience about her when she not putting on the act of a seductress. She is a very loyal friend ready to please those around her. And complaining is something that is not in her vocabulary. Anything handed to her she takes in stride and if needed makes a new path in her life. However at the same time she can take control of a situation when needed.
However when someone gets her blood rushing she becomes stubborn and it’s hard to get back on her good side. And if you lose her trust it may take a lifetime to win back. And when she becomes depressed she alienates herself from everyone, possible for days where she won't even eat. Though she can come off as shy Evangeline isn’t easily scared; she’ll stand up for herself.
History:
Born Zuri Nia, Evangeline was the first born to a couple on the French occupied African island Mayotta. They were a young couple, her mother only being fifteen when she had, but that was normal in most tribes. She lived on the island in content poverty until she was twelve. While her mother was pregnant with Furaha the seven of them hopped on a boat that her father worked on to France. They were hoping to become a part of the cultural world in the busy city of Paris. However they miscalculated the expense of city life.
They moved into a two-room apartment on the outskirts of the city. Her father continued working on the merchant ship, Evangeline and her mother became maids in the Populaire Opera House, the others picked up odd jobs that didn’t require having to be able to fluently speak French; only her father, Jengo, and her could. Cleaning the Opera House is where she discovered her love for the arts. The paintings of places she had never seen or would, the sweet melodies the instrumentalist created, the graceful movement of the dancers, and the beautiful voice of the singers. She loved being in the Opera House and watching the rehearsals and performances from backstage. She knew that one day she be on that stage.
Over the years Evangeline completely immersed herself in the life of the French, the good and the bad. One day when aimlessly wondering the streets she stumbled across the infamous Moulin Rouge. At first she found the thought disgusting of the reason for the sinfully place, but when she found out that the working girls could make more in one night then a maid in a week her mind changed. Her quickly expended family was desperate for money and it wasn’t like she had anything to lose. So at the age of sixteen the little Zuri took the name Evangeline Laroque and was became the African Princess of the brothel.
Only after a year however she became pregnant from one of her regulars, the Count Rodrigue Pascal. Though most prostitutes take something to have a miscarriage, family was important to her and she decided to have the child. There isn’t a plan for the two to marry, but the Count does support little Antoinetta with a weekly allowance. With Evangeline becoming more successful at her job and the Counts help she has been able to move her family into a nice apartment. What she really wants to do though the quit her job for the sake of her daughter and fulfill her dream of becoming a singer.
Random Info
Likes:
* Being with her family
* All forms of the arts
* Bright things
* Doing lessons with her daughter
* Crowds
* Conversations with intelligent people
Dislikes:
* Thought of as an inferior person because of her occupation
* People who force their morals on her
* Ignorant people
* Sterotyping
* Her lack of education
* Her short temper
Fears:
* Losing her daughter
* Retiring as a Prostitute
* No longer being able to provide for her family
* Parents deciding to go back to Mayotte
Habits:
* Speaking a bit incoherently when really nervous
* Singing quietly
* Pulling on her curls when thinking
Family
Parents: Mother: Suda (36) Father: Imamu (40)
Siblings: Sisters: Marjuni (18), Kamaria (16), Furaha (10),
Eshe (4)
Brothers: Jengo (20), Kobe (11)
Relatives:Antoinetta Zuri Laroque-Pascal – (5) Daughter
Other
* Rodrigue Pascal – (37) Antoinetta’s father
* Speaks both French and Swahili fluently
Custom Title:
The magic word: Inside my Mind
Role Play Sample:
Snow's mind finally stopped fighting as she continued to weep and was embraced. It was her mind that kept telling her she didn't want to be touched, but her body yearned for it. And now that it had it, it wouldn't have it other wise.
For once in her face she wanted to be comforted and held. To be told it was ok to be normal, and not some ice queen. Yes she had a goal, but couldn't she have just this one moment. One moment of complete weakness.
Oh she didn't know how much she wanted to here those words. That she wasn't alone. That there was someone. Someone that she could go to no matter what. She shunned the idea, but now she really wanted.
Infact she was disgusted with herself, for how much she'd let this thing carry on, only to make it more fragile then fine China. Though the thoughts raced through her head, at the moment it didn't matter.
Snow's melted ice ran so to completely soak her face and neck in only a few short moments to have her heavy hair stick to her face and neck. But they where soon brushed aside and a gentle touch caressed her. She was in such a vulnerable state that she was holding onto his arm while leaning into the touch for support.
And when his face was so close and he whispered the words that was all too much the same for her was when a huge chuck of ice melted as she felt an almost sickening feeling in her stomach.
She wanted to bury her head again and cry, but she was too weak and even submissive to make an attempt to move her head away. Her eyes gazed up at him in a blurry vision as more tears swelled. They burned behind her eyes but eventually released when he said the words that she thought she'd never want to hear from someone.
”Eiji.” She said in a soft whisper before there lips touched. Her still frozen mind fought but too much of the ice in her melted and felt like her once dead heart could fly. How could something that once sickened her become something that she wanted more of. It felt so much better then she'd expected, and she wanted it more then being held.