Post by gagaohlala on Mar 26, 2011 10:05:24 GMT -5
C H A R L O T T E♢C A N E L L A
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NAME:[/font] Charlotte Canella
AGE: 16
GRADE: Junior
NATIONALITY: Monégasque
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- intelligent
- graceful and athletic
- skilled with cosmetics
- incredible good luck
- strong sense of aesthetics
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- prideful
- anxious
- stubborn
- self conscious
- a bit vain {at least in regard to her hair}
LIKES:
- ballet
- fine clothes
- accumulating wealth
- race cars
- cats
- makeup
- socializing
- gambling
DISLIKES:
- fighting
- her anxiety
- her pride
- death
- being alone
FEARS:
- death/ loss
- losing money
out of character
NAME: Chauncy would be lovely~
OTHER CHARACTERS: On this site, Monaco is my first character~! On other sites, I play Latvia, Wy and occassionally Austria
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
As arduous a process it was preparing to go out it public, Charlotte made it nearly an art form. Nothing less than perfectly done lipstick and meticulously perfect hair would do! Yes, the sweltering temperatures of Hawaii would be at odds with her vanity but she needed to prove to people, namely herself, that just because she was the heiress to the Red Light District's Mob, it didn't mean that she wasn't a fine, respectable young woman!
She slipped into her black pumps and her wrist-length, also black, gloves to admire her reflection. The short sleeved white blouse and the high waisted A- line navy blue skirt almost completed the wholesome image yet sophisticated image she was trying to convey. Something was missing..ah! Charlotte quickly tied the red ribbon in her golden locks and frosted the look off with a string of pearls. As the ancient peoples painted themselves with amulets for luck before going into battle; Charlotte accessorized. Of course, the ancient peoples would probably be insulted to have their noble symbols and designs likened to crimson lipstick and the latest styles from Paris but, other than that, it was an accurate analogy. The pure power and confidence she felt under her ‘masks’ could shield her from anything.
"Mathieu? Is the vehicle ready?" She called downstairs to the guard who would be accompanying her on her excursion.
Technically, the Canadian followed her every time she ventured out but today was the first time she actually requested his presence. If he was going to follow her anyway, she may as well put him to use in her quest for the rumored shipment of Chanel!
She descended the stairs and had to peer around a bit before spotting Matthew. "Good, you are looking presentable!" Charlotte noted, not meaning at all to be snobbish to the boy. He just habit of wearing a particularly garish red jacket...
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