Post by mingnondupont on Mar 13, 2010 21:05:58 GMT -5
Mignon Dupont
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&&--You, who shall pull the strings
[/size][/center]Name: Jocelyn.
Age: 23.
Roleplaying Experience: Writer forever, recently discovered roleplayer...
How you found the site: Google searching for good RP forums.
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&&--The character cheat sheet
[/size][/center]Name: Mignon Dupont.Gender: Female.
Age: Sixteen.
Hair Color: Soft, shimmering blonde - but most likely due to excessive glitter spray.
Eye Color: Solid bright blue.
Skin Tone: Fair.
Height: 4'11.
Weight: 80 lbs.
Wealth: Mignon has never known poverty, or even a day without a pampering treatment. She is used to spending as much as she pleases, whenver she pleases. With a father who owns a hotel company and a mother who is a famous pop star, she has it well. The girl has never worked a day in her life, nor does she care to, and enjoys gathering as many material things off of her parents as she can, even when guilt covers her heart.
Sexual Orientation: Lesbian.
Why they are in La Campana: After being pulled from her private school because of 'uniform disagreements', Mignon remained at home with her father, where she took up personal study of fashion and makeup. It was her passion, but as Mingnon progressed into her hobby, she became extremely lonely, and begged her parents to purchase a semester into a boarding school... particulary La Campana.
It wasn't long before she packed her things and signed up with the Western Union to get daily money transfered to the bank near the school, so that she could continue her lifestyle even while away from home. Both Mignon's parents adored their precious daughter so much, that they forgot to read the 'rumors' about the school before sending her...only to realize it would encourage her 'other' behaviours.[/size]
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&&--What makes the clock tick
[/size][/center]Likes: Candy, shades of pink, Sweet Lolita fashion, stockings, hair bows, girls, older women, butch women, gloves, parks, singing, makeup, fashion, skirts, high heels, money, tea, sugar, mice, rabbits.
Dislikes: Spiders, chocolate, grown men, dirt hard wood floors, holey socks, not getting what she desires, judgemental people, other people crying.
Turn Ons: Whispering, masculine women, gentle kisses, motorbikes, glasses.
Turn Offs: Grouchiness, hats, someone shorter than she is.
Nervous Habits: Peeling the paint off her nails once she's had them done, wrinkling her nose/twitching her nose.
Fears: Growing up. Mignon is terrified of facing what is unevitable, and maturing into a woman and facing consequences is one of the worst things she fears. Another would be spiders - due to an old nightmare that actually occured when she was very young, and has stuck with her to this day.
Goals/Aspirations: To be a makeup artist, to find a someone who loves/pampers her romantically, to be taken seriously as a person.
Appearance: She is a sight to be seen. From ruffled shirts to candy cane hose, she is the ultimate fashion icon for 'Lolita' style. This is, of course, what gets her noticed. She stands out in her short poofy dresses and baby-doll heels - soft ringlet curls and princess crowns. But beyond the clothing, Mignon is actually a decent looking girl. She has bright, round eyes the color of the ocean and a skin so fair you'd be afraid to touch her in fear it she would get scratched.
She is also very, very petite - standing under five feet and weighing a little less than what she's supposed to. Her hair is almost as long as her legs - curling down around her behind when it isn't pulled back in pig tails. Her makeup makes up most of her facial features, as she covers her cheeks in blush and curls her lashes in purple mascara. But beneath the surface, she has freckles... speckled over her nose. She hates them, of course.
Personality: Mignon is an interesting child. She is sweet, polite and soft-spoken to the public eye when first encountered. Yet once the first veil of princess-like nature is removed, one will see her frusterated heart in an instant. She is stuck between to worlds - childhood and adulthood - and refuses to leave the first behind.
She has a selfish nature that can be very hurtful to her friends, and a tongue that will lash out if provoked. She is used to getting her way, and when something stands before her she doesn't like, she throws a drama-scene that could wake the neighboors.
She is irritated down deep - several of her traits stem from a tragic event that took place six years before - others simply came from the wealth she is used to. Fortunately, Mingnon has the tendency to be extremely... lovely. She is happy when things are moving at her own pace, and she has the capability to give more love and acception than the average human being. Though mainly starved for attention half the time, she loves to give it as well.[/font]
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&&--A glimpse of the past
[/size][/center]Father: Renard Dupont; 52.
Mother: Desiree Dupont; 47.
Sibling/s: Dianne Dupont; deceased.
Other important relatives: N/A.
Pets: N/A.
History: It all began in Chateauroux, France - a quiet, unhurried town with an exceptional variety of natural flora and summer romances. Here, where kayaking, fishing, and hiking are daily activities, a small family of four started a hotel business that boomed within two years, gaining customers from all over the world. Renard Dupont and his wife, Desiree Dupont, were once travelers and tourists themselves before they settled down. America was where they met, and funny as it was, they were both touring from the same place. It was instant love and they began a family sooner than they could marry - giving birth to two beautiful baby twin girls, Dianne Dupont, and Mignon Dupont. Once they moved back to Chateauroux from the states, they began building the hotel they hoped would someday make them rich.
And it did. Once the girls hit thirteen, they were practically living off of the rent of the rooms themselves. Everything was perfect - until their world came crashing down. One of the hotel's dishwashers has secretly been molesting Dianne and Mignon. It was a horrible truth, and Mignon fought to hide her shame, anger, and misery as it continued. The disgusting act had made her so depressed, that once the dishwasher was caught and prosecuted, Mignon made an oath to never love boys again. It was a childlike oath, but she kept it.
Dianne did not handle the situation as well, and hung her self one morning and was found by her mother, who never got over the fact she'd lost her child to a man living in the same place as their family It took a long time for this to heal, as losing a child before you yourself become deceased is possibly the hardest thing to endure.
Mignon kept to herself for several years, until her breaking point interrpted her schoolwork. She began dressing against code, getting in fights, and refusing to advance in class. She was so desperate to regain that innocence of being a child... that she wanted to stay in the younger classes. Money held back her tears and tantrums, of course, as she aged.
Now, at sixteen, she is a distraught yet sugary, bubbly girl, who is still trying to find her place in the world after a whirlwind of wealth and death.
Roleplaying Sample:
"Your english is very good."
Mignon glanced up from her magazine and uncrossed her sparkly heels.
"It is?"
The bus ride to La Campana had been so quiet - why did someone have to start talking now? The young lady shifted in her seat to look at the other girl, who was leaning over the headrest in front behind her.
"Yeah, you were reading outloud."
"Oh."
She cleared her throat and removed a small, 'Hello Kitty' brush from her dress pocket, and began counting as she stroked her locks in time. This of course made the other uncomfortable, and she finally turned around and sat back down. Mignon smiled to herself... so many found her so strange, especially with her accessories and clothing. She went back to reading, her bright blue eyes focusing on the latest tutu colors her favorite store had gotten in. Once this bored her, she pressed her nose to the window and sighed. There weren't even any rainbows in the sky...
It was going to be a long ride.