Post by Mademoiselle Dieudonnee on Jun 25, 2008 19:38:29 GMT -8
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Dieudonnee Aiguille
Pronunciation: Dee-oo-do-nay Gee-oo-lee-ah
Age: 25
Height: 5’5’’
Weight: 125 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Presumed Straight
Eye Color: Electric blue
Hair: Platinum blonde, long, straight bangs that cover her eyes. Her hair is pulled back but extends into point-like protrusions across her head.
Ethnicity: French-speaking Rwandan
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Archery, darts, bikini-car-washing, learning languages, pretending to stalk Serj, Tennis, boxing, rugby, soccer, savateuse, cooking (even though she’s horrible at it), baking (yet amazing at baking).
Talents: Entrepreneur, languages (French, English, Dutch, Latin), impeccable depth-perception, timing and aim, the art of persuasion, interrogation.
Favourite things: Serj, baking/cooking, Serj, being sarcastic, Serj, scaring people, Serj, Cherries, Being around Serj, chocolate milk, Serj, speaking in other languages... Did I mention Serj?
Mental Information
Personality: If described in a word, slightly Bi-polar. Normally, she’s quite calm and composed, serious and quite sarcastic when she chooses to be. She usually wears a deadpanned expression, though it’s hard to tell because her hair covers more than half of her face. A bit strict, and doesn’t take insults OR excuses lightly, she knows when she’s being insulted or people are trying to take her for a fool. She hates being belittled or discriminated, and she will do ANYTHING to get back at the people she hates. On the other spectrum, anywhere within 2 feet of Serj, she becomes immediately hyper and loveable. Very… for lack of a better word, squealy, and rather affectionate towards Serj. More brawn than brain, but by no means stupid, you just may have to put things bluntly to her. She’s a bit oblivious to a few things (AKA the size of her chest).
Mentality: Why so serious?
Ideal: Serj. (._.)
Belief: Agnostic (Unless you count practically worshipping Serj)
Physical Information
Build: With proper emphasis, BUSTY. Easily past F, but doesn’t pay attention to her size. Curvaceous, with an average build, dark African skin (yet its light compared to most).
Head: Oval face (hidden by hair) with large doe eyes, full lips and defined cheekbones. She has twin scars that start at the corners of her lips and end at her ears; her ears have large 1cm diameter holes towards the middle of them. Her scars are covered up with TONNES of foundation and her ears are covered with her hair.
Torso: HOLY BUST. The size is still unknown to mankind.
Arms: Thin but toned, small hands with mid-length black nails.
Legs: Long legs, toned.
Feet: Size 6 woman’s
Apparel Information
Head Gear: None (unless you include the hair)
Shirts: Black pinstripe jacket that barely holds in her chest, gold stripes with black buttons.
Pants: Black skirt that starts at mid-thigh and slopes down to end at her knee on the other side. Slightly frilled at the ends
Shoes: www.spookyboutique.com/boutique/shoes/charade12str.jpg (gold stripes)
Misc: Black leather chocker with an aquamarine stone cut like a diamond, embroidered with gold.
History Information
History:
Growing up her whole life, Dieudonnee’s family was never rich, nor poor, A humble middle-class citizen in the African country, Rwanda. Dieudonnee was never a very social child, and rarely associated with anyone other than her mother and father, nor did she attend school. By choice, she led a sheltered, hermit-like life. That is, until 1994; The beginning of the Mass Genocide.
The Rwandan Genocide began as the Hutus began to slaughter the Tutsis. Among Dieudonnee’s family, her Mother was a Tutsi (as well as Dieudonnee), and her father was a Hutu. Trying to hide from the slaughter, her father was taken in the forces to slaughter the innocent Tutsis. It was a life or death situation, kill the Tutsis, or be killed yourself. Upon this, he knew the decision to let his family live was out of the question. It left him with the horrific question that no one ever wanted to answer; who to kill, Wife or Child? Leaning towards the ideals that he could always have another child with his wife, his motive was the rid of Dieudonnee. Coming home to their hiding, he immediately pointed a pistol at the confused child. Explaining to his wife why this had to be done, but the woman would not allow it. As he pulled the trigger, the woman fully tackled her husband, sending him to the floor. The bullets fell of course, instead of killing Dieudonnee, they both grazed past her cheeks, causing to gaping wounds to open past her lips, leaving to large holes in her ears.
Knowing this to be, like her father, a Life and Death situation, Dieudonnee took action out of confusion and rage. As her mother was thrown off, he began to stand up. Before a shot was made, Dieudonnee grasped onto the handle of the gun herself, trying to wrestle it from her father. The raging dispute lasted for a short time, and the young girl was losing fast. Using the last instinct she never knew she had, her rage activated her dormant Qi and began to pass through her hands into the pistol. Within moments, the Pistol had become volatile and exploded violently in the man’s hands. Dieudonnee suffered the after-shock of the blast, and thrown back into the wall. Regaining her consciousness, her eyes fluttered open to see her father on the ground, clutching at his bloody, burned and open chest. Scared and shocked, Dieudonnee did the only thing she could have done, run away.
A year later, with help from UN rescue teams, Dieudonnee escaped from the Genocide torn country and taken to the United States. Remaining in a orphan home for awhile, she was finally adopted into a rich couple’s home with a young, yet frail son. Dieudonnee did not speak their language, nor did she make any attempts to. She didn’t like the parents; she didn’t like anyone, so she avoided them. She cooped herself up in her room, avoiding school and any human contact. She had grown her hair out into long bangs to cover her face, so she wouldn’t have to look at people. She began self-practicing Savate as a self-defence technique, afraid if the same scenario she was caught in with her father would ever appear once again.
This seemed to be an unusual habit that she would stay in forever, until Serj finally approached her, speaking the French language to her. Dieudonnee was quiet and non-responsive at first, but began to open up a bit to him. After awhile, she began to accept him, learning English and letting him home-school her things he had learned in school. As he had grown to learn more about his Qi and how it sustained him, Dieudonnee had no qualms about this, and willingly accepted to help him in the same way he had helped her. Life was starting to look up for the Rwandan girl. She graduated with ample knowledge, and studied courses to become a teacher. However, things cannot always stay well. Her adoptive mother began to persist more and more to put her into the drug dealing business, which Dieudonnee had no interest in whatsoever, but her manipulative nature was making it hard for the Rwandan girl to refuse. Experiencing her first Drug-deal, Dieudonnee grew even more distaste to it, but this didn’t float well with Serj. He had hypnotized their mother into burning down the house with her inside it, and with the charge of Arson, the two left their life with the drug-dealing woman behind.
With 3 billion dollars of inheritance, they easily bought a comfortable home in Beverly Hills. Dieudonnee still supports Serj as a host without question, and always stays in closer perimeter. Problems arising in #259 lead to the pair to choose to help “solve” this predicament. Whatever Serj wished had to be fulfilled.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of resident: Immigrant, permanent residence— Beverly Hills
Roommates: Serj Castlereagh
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
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Name: Dieudonnee Aiguille
Pronunciation: Dee-oo-do-nay Gee-oo-lee-ah
Age: 25
Height: 5’5’’
Weight: 125 lbs
Blood Type: O-
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Presumed Straight
Eye Color: Electric blue
Hair: Platinum blonde, long, straight bangs that cover her eyes. Her hair is pulled back but extends into point-like protrusions across her head.
Ethnicity: French-speaking Rwandan
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Archery, darts, bikini-car-washing, learning languages, pretending to stalk Serj, Tennis, boxing, rugby, soccer, savateuse, cooking (even though she’s horrible at it), baking (yet amazing at baking).
Talents: Entrepreneur, languages (French, English, Dutch, Latin), impeccable depth-perception, timing and aim, the art of persuasion, interrogation.
Favourite things: Serj, baking/cooking, Serj, being sarcastic, Serj, scaring people, Serj, Cherries, Being around Serj, chocolate milk, Serj, speaking in other languages... Did I mention Serj?
Mental Information
Personality: If described in a word, slightly Bi-polar. Normally, she’s quite calm and composed, serious and quite sarcastic when she chooses to be. She usually wears a deadpanned expression, though it’s hard to tell because her hair covers more than half of her face. A bit strict, and doesn’t take insults OR excuses lightly, she knows when she’s being insulted or people are trying to take her for a fool. She hates being belittled or discriminated, and she will do ANYTHING to get back at the people she hates. On the other spectrum, anywhere within 2 feet of Serj, she becomes immediately hyper and loveable. Very… for lack of a better word, squealy, and rather affectionate towards Serj. More brawn than brain, but by no means stupid, you just may have to put things bluntly to her. She’s a bit oblivious to a few things (AKA the size of her chest).
Mentality: Why so serious?
Ideal: Serj. (._.)
Belief: Agnostic (Unless you count practically worshipping Serj)
Physical Information
Build: With proper emphasis, BUSTY. Easily past F, but doesn’t pay attention to her size. Curvaceous, with an average build, dark African skin (yet its light compared to most).
Head: Oval face (hidden by hair) with large doe eyes, full lips and defined cheekbones. She has twin scars that start at the corners of her lips and end at her ears; her ears have large 1cm diameter holes towards the middle of them. Her scars are covered up with TONNES of foundation and her ears are covered with her hair.
Torso: HOLY BUST. The size is still unknown to mankind.
Arms: Thin but toned, small hands with mid-length black nails.
Legs: Long legs, toned.
Feet: Size 6 woman’s
Apparel Information
Head Gear: None (unless you include the hair)
Shirts: Black pinstripe jacket that barely holds in her chest, gold stripes with black buttons.
Pants: Black skirt that starts at mid-thigh and slopes down to end at her knee on the other side. Slightly frilled at the ends
Shoes: www.spookyboutique.com/boutique/shoes/charade12str.jpg (gold stripes)
Misc: Black leather chocker with an aquamarine stone cut like a diamond, embroidered with gold.
History Information
History:
Growing up her whole life, Dieudonnee’s family was never rich, nor poor, A humble middle-class citizen in the African country, Rwanda. Dieudonnee was never a very social child, and rarely associated with anyone other than her mother and father, nor did she attend school. By choice, she led a sheltered, hermit-like life. That is, until 1994; The beginning of the Mass Genocide.
The Rwandan Genocide began as the Hutus began to slaughter the Tutsis. Among Dieudonnee’s family, her Mother was a Tutsi (as well as Dieudonnee), and her father was a Hutu. Trying to hide from the slaughter, her father was taken in the forces to slaughter the innocent Tutsis. It was a life or death situation, kill the Tutsis, or be killed yourself. Upon this, he knew the decision to let his family live was out of the question. It left him with the horrific question that no one ever wanted to answer; who to kill, Wife or Child? Leaning towards the ideals that he could always have another child with his wife, his motive was the rid of Dieudonnee. Coming home to their hiding, he immediately pointed a pistol at the confused child. Explaining to his wife why this had to be done, but the woman would not allow it. As he pulled the trigger, the woman fully tackled her husband, sending him to the floor. The bullets fell of course, instead of killing Dieudonnee, they both grazed past her cheeks, causing to gaping wounds to open past her lips, leaving to large holes in her ears.
Knowing this to be, like her father, a Life and Death situation, Dieudonnee took action out of confusion and rage. As her mother was thrown off, he began to stand up. Before a shot was made, Dieudonnee grasped onto the handle of the gun herself, trying to wrestle it from her father. The raging dispute lasted for a short time, and the young girl was losing fast. Using the last instinct she never knew she had, her rage activated her dormant Qi and began to pass through her hands into the pistol. Within moments, the Pistol had become volatile and exploded violently in the man’s hands. Dieudonnee suffered the after-shock of the blast, and thrown back into the wall. Regaining her consciousness, her eyes fluttered open to see her father on the ground, clutching at his bloody, burned and open chest. Scared and shocked, Dieudonnee did the only thing she could have done, run away.
A year later, with help from UN rescue teams, Dieudonnee escaped from the Genocide torn country and taken to the United States. Remaining in a orphan home for awhile, she was finally adopted into a rich couple’s home with a young, yet frail son. Dieudonnee did not speak their language, nor did she make any attempts to. She didn’t like the parents; she didn’t like anyone, so she avoided them. She cooped herself up in her room, avoiding school and any human contact. She had grown her hair out into long bangs to cover her face, so she wouldn’t have to look at people. She began self-practicing Savate as a self-defence technique, afraid if the same scenario she was caught in with her father would ever appear once again.
This seemed to be an unusual habit that she would stay in forever, until Serj finally approached her, speaking the French language to her. Dieudonnee was quiet and non-responsive at first, but began to open up a bit to him. After awhile, she began to accept him, learning English and letting him home-school her things he had learned in school. As he had grown to learn more about his Qi and how it sustained him, Dieudonnee had no qualms about this, and willingly accepted to help him in the same way he had helped her. Life was starting to look up for the Rwandan girl. She graduated with ample knowledge, and studied courses to become a teacher. However, things cannot always stay well. Her adoptive mother began to persist more and more to put her into the drug dealing business, which Dieudonnee had no interest in whatsoever, but her manipulative nature was making it hard for the Rwandan girl to refuse. Experiencing her first Drug-deal, Dieudonnee grew even more distaste to it, but this didn’t float well with Serj. He had hypnotized their mother into burning down the house with her inside it, and with the charge of Arson, the two left their life with the drug-dealing woman behind.
With 3 billion dollars of inheritance, they easily bought a comfortable home in Beverly Hills. Dieudonnee still supports Serj as a host without question, and always stays in closer perimeter. Problems arising in #259 lead to the pair to choose to help “solve” this predicament. Whatever Serj wished had to be fulfilled.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of resident: Immigrant, permanent residence— Beverly Hills
Roommates: Serj Castlereagh
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Slot | Item(s) |
Head | |
Hat/Bandana | Row 19 Column 2 |
Earrings | Row 20 Column 2 |
Glasses | Row 21 Column 2 |
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Torso | |
Shirt | Row 2 Column 2 |
Jacket/Coat | Row 3 Column 2 |
Necklace | Row 4 Column 2 |
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Arms | |
Arm | Row 6 Column 2 |
Wrist | Row 7 Column 2 |
Gloves | Row 8 Column 2 |
Ring | Row 9 Column 2 |
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Legs | |
Pants | Row 11 Column 2 |
Shin | Row 12 Column 2 |
Shoes | Row 13 Column 2 |
Belt | Row 14 Column 2 |
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Misc | |
1 | Row 16 Column 2 |
2 | Row 17 Column 2 |