Post by Noelle on Sept 11, 2009 14:06:22 GMT -5
W E L C O M E T O E L Y S I U M
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CHARACTER APPEARANCE
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FULL NAME: [Noelle Amelica Brochette]
PET NAMES: [Elle]
AGE: [20]
BIRTH DATE: [June 12]
BIRTH PLACE: [Sericite District]
GENDER: [Female]
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: [Uncertain]
MARITAL STATUS: [Single]
OCCUPATION: [Singer]
FEALTY: [For]
OUT OF CHARACTER: [Cassie]
WAYS OF CONTACT: [YIM:akky_monster]
EMAIL: [akky_monster@yahoo.com]
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HISTORY: Noelle was raised in a wealthy home, in the heart of the Sericite District. Having plenty of time to do as she pleased while her parents attended parties at the captial and left the nimble child in the care of her nurses. She never ventured far from her home, staying within the confines of the estate and in eye sight of her tutors. It seemed to them that her heart was set on completing every task that was set before her. Soon she rose to standard in the performing arts, then beyond as her voice bloomed like a flower in the spring. Her fingers where just as agile as her voice, leaving her with a talent for playing many different instruments. At the tender age of thirteen her mother, a woman she barely knew, swathed the child in lace and fine silks before carting her off to the capital city of the land she called home, Elysium, this is the point that the girl flourished, having taken a mistral’s instrument during the middle of a song, something she had been scolded for many times over, and replaced it with a song her own, drawing the attention of every noble attending the party. Her young voice rang out clearly in the domed room, almost mimicking the sound of soft chimes flitting in the breeze. After that night, her name was spread throughout the districts, bringing many a men to her door step.[/blockquote]
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE:
Turning her head, the young woman glanced out from behind the velvet curtain of the bouncing coach, her sparkling, dark eyes sweeping over the people they passed, some well groomed others.. Didn‘t look well off. Her delicate features crumpled at the sight of the less fortunate before she was snapped back into reality by a rather stiff hand touching to her bare shoulder.
“Stop your gazing, it’s unladylike and rude.” A woman growled under her breath before turning her daughter to the dashing male in front of her.
Noelle bowed her head, as if in submission but her eyes trailed back to the barely open window, only catching glimpses of the wondrous world outside. Her nails dug into her tender palms as she forced a smile onto her coated red lips, shimmering hues staring straight into the eyes of the ’suitor’ her mother had approved of.
