Post by Alice Charrier on Jan 25, 2008 11:37:51 GMT -5
Name: Alice Charrier
Age: 18
Gender: female
Height: five foot five
Weight: 100 lbs
Appearance: Alice has long, curly brown hair. She has a round face, brown eyes, pouty lips that look very kissable. Alice is petite in stature. She has delicate, small features, and is average height. She is athletic, though though rather skinny and fragile looking. She has a healthy look to her and her skin has a sort of glow to it. She has a face people can't forget and a smile that can make a guy's heart melt when she is trying. She has hazel eyes and a pale complexion, and with her dark hair, it makes her look innocent.
Alice holds herself up high as if she is born in wealthy class though she is only middle class. She normally wears simple, pale color gowns. She favors light blue and pinks with slight patterns to darker colors, though she has been seen wearing forest greens and reds. Her dark brown hair is always worn up in simple yet flattering hair styles.
Personality: Alice has a girlish innocence to her, yet she appears to be quite mature. She loves to laugh and have a good time, though she can feel pain with equal emotion.
Alice can have a vicious temper. When someone hurts her, she lashes out with wit, anger, and a sharp tongue. Alice is strong, though. When hurt, she feels the pain, but she does not dwell on it. Instead she works through the pain to become a stronger person. Alice has been hurt a few times, but she is not afraid to open herself up again. The only walls she builds are from shyness.
Alice is also strong willed. It is hard to get her to do something she doesn't want to do, unless she knows it is the right thing. She doesn't like the word 'no' used on her. And she doesn't give into peer pressure. Alice is a hopeless romantic. She always wants the happy ending and everything to be romantic.
Alice cannot easily forgive and is extremely critical of others and herself. She is a little insecure about the way she looks, though she tries to be confident about it.
Wealth Status: family is wealthy, though she is more poor
Occupation: Ballerina
Personal Possessions: a locket given to her by her mother, a few good dresses suitable for going out, her very first ballet slippers and the ones she wears now, a diary that she religiously writes in.
Pets: a little bluish gray, long furred cat named Poe
Family: Charles Charrier - father
Marie Charrier - mother (deceased)
History: Charles Charrier comes from a long line of comtes, though now impoverished and the house and land rented out to a naval family. While growing up in Paris, Alice was used to saving money and trying to get by without totally impoverishing the family. She was four years old when her mother died of consumption. It was a terrible blow to the family and her father was never the same. Alice took to writing her feelings and thoughts into a diary, trying to get over the pain of losing her mother. She turned to her father for the comfort she needed, but he was selfish.
Instead Charles Charrier sent Alice away to a school wear Alice learned to sing and dance. She was a small creature, so though she had a nice voice, she could never consider singing as a career, but she was graceful and took to ballet and other dance quite quickly. Her teacher saw a passion and a talent in Alice and had great hopes for her, but Alice's father had abandoned her completely as he married a rich nobody who brought money into the family estate. Though Alice got an allowance every year, it was barely enough to live on and so she decided to find a job at the Paris Opera House.
Though Alice could have been a prima ballerina if she had stayed in school a little longer, she chose the path more taken. She does wonder sometimes if she made the right choice in leaving the school to find work sooner, but as it seems her father has abandoned her for his new wife and newborn son, she had no choice. But it seems as if her choice, though irrationally made at the time, might throw her into something bigger than she could have ever imagined.
Participate in the story of the Phantom? sure
Sample Post: from another site
Age: 18
Gender: female
Height: five foot five
Weight: 100 lbs
Appearance: Alice has long, curly brown hair. She has a round face, brown eyes, pouty lips that look very kissable. Alice is petite in stature. She has delicate, small features, and is average height. She is athletic, though though rather skinny and fragile looking. She has a healthy look to her and her skin has a sort of glow to it. She has a face people can't forget and a smile that can make a guy's heart melt when she is trying. She has hazel eyes and a pale complexion, and with her dark hair, it makes her look innocent.
Alice holds herself up high as if she is born in wealthy class though she is only middle class. She normally wears simple, pale color gowns. She favors light blue and pinks with slight patterns to darker colors, though she has been seen wearing forest greens and reds. Her dark brown hair is always worn up in simple yet flattering hair styles.
Personality: Alice has a girlish innocence to her, yet she appears to be quite mature. She loves to laugh and have a good time, though she can feel pain with equal emotion.
Alice can have a vicious temper. When someone hurts her, she lashes out with wit, anger, and a sharp tongue. Alice is strong, though. When hurt, she feels the pain, but she does not dwell on it. Instead she works through the pain to become a stronger person. Alice has been hurt a few times, but she is not afraid to open herself up again. The only walls she builds are from shyness.
Alice is also strong willed. It is hard to get her to do something she doesn't want to do, unless she knows it is the right thing. She doesn't like the word 'no' used on her. And she doesn't give into peer pressure. Alice is a hopeless romantic. She always wants the happy ending and everything to be romantic.
Alice cannot easily forgive and is extremely critical of others and herself. She is a little insecure about the way she looks, though she tries to be confident about it.
Wealth Status: family is wealthy, though she is more poor
Occupation: Ballerina
Personal Possessions: a locket given to her by her mother, a few good dresses suitable for going out, her very first ballet slippers and the ones she wears now, a diary that she religiously writes in.
Pets: a little bluish gray, long furred cat named Poe
Family: Charles Charrier - father
Marie Charrier - mother (deceased)
History: Charles Charrier comes from a long line of comtes, though now impoverished and the house and land rented out to a naval family. While growing up in Paris, Alice was used to saving money and trying to get by without totally impoverishing the family. She was four years old when her mother died of consumption. It was a terrible blow to the family and her father was never the same. Alice took to writing her feelings and thoughts into a diary, trying to get over the pain of losing her mother. She turned to her father for the comfort she needed, but he was selfish.
Instead Charles Charrier sent Alice away to a school wear Alice learned to sing and dance. She was a small creature, so though she had a nice voice, she could never consider singing as a career, but she was graceful and took to ballet and other dance quite quickly. Her teacher saw a passion and a talent in Alice and had great hopes for her, but Alice's father had abandoned her completely as he married a rich nobody who brought money into the family estate. Though Alice got an allowance every year, it was barely enough to live on and so she decided to find a job at the Paris Opera House.
Though Alice could have been a prima ballerina if she had stayed in school a little longer, she chose the path more taken. She does wonder sometimes if she made the right choice in leaving the school to find work sooner, but as it seems her father has abandoned her for his new wife and newborn son, she had no choice. But it seems as if her choice, though irrationally made at the time, might throw her into something bigger than she could have ever imagined.
Participate in the story of the Phantom? sure
Sample Post: from another site
After Guy had left Marian, she was left puzzled and restless. That feeling followed her into the night. She had wished now that she had not so irrationally burned her Night Watchman mask and decided she would have to get a new one soon, very soon. Robin's plans were working very well, but Marian did not want to be the silly damsel waiting to be rescued. She had to do something. And that is where she came to the conclusion that she would practice her archery. She was a decent shot as it were and though no where near as good as the Robin Hood, she still knew how to shoot an arrow into the bull's eye of a target.
So it was settled. The next morning when Marian awoke, she slipped into a light blue blouse and corset, and chose long, loose trousers and her leather boots to go out trudging in the forest. She had had some targets set up in a glade not for from her home, and it would be easy to contact Robin if he just happened to pass her way. It also gave her some privacy and a reason to be away from home.
Once in the forest, Marian felt a weight leave her chest, a weight she did not know she had. It was freeing and there was a light bounce in her step as she set up the targets and stood a few paces away. She knocked an arrow and let it loose, watching it bury itself into the target. Marian reached for another arrow, aiming for her target when she heard a noise.
So it was settled. The next morning when Marian awoke, she slipped into a light blue blouse and corset, and chose long, loose trousers and her leather boots to go out trudging in the forest. She had had some targets set up in a glade not for from her home, and it would be easy to contact Robin if he just happened to pass her way. It also gave her some privacy and a reason to be away from home.
Once in the forest, Marian felt a weight leave her chest, a weight she did not know she had. It was freeing and there was a light bounce in her step as she set up the targets and stood a few paces away. She knocked an arrow and let it loose, watching it bury itself into the target. Marian reached for another arrow, aiming for her target when she heard a noise.
