Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2013 23:01:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #1f4579 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Trust Gavroche, have no fear. You can always find me here. FULL NAME: Unknown NICKNAMES: Gavroche; Gav; Little; Little Dog HERITAGE: French AGE: 11 GROUP: ABC Member CANON: Yes PLAYBY: Danial Huddleston ----- PERSONALITY: Gavroche is a people person to the very core of him. He loves to be around people who understand him and don't try to belittle him for his size or age. He knows that he is capable of great things, even now and he surrounds himself with others who know it too. There are many other kids his age and younger that look up to him and he has earned the respect of many of the ABC gang, including the leader. Their friendships mean a lot to him. He is an absolute firecracker. There is nothing anyone can say or do to keep him quiet. If there is something he think needs do be said or done, it happens, no questions (or permission) asked. He doesn't know how to hold his tongue or stay in line. This tendency has gotten him into quite a bit of trouble over his decade but it has also led to many great things. The kid, though quite young to be on the battlefield knows no fear. n fact he probably doesn't even know such a word exists. He has very little regard for his own safety (kids think they're invincible) an has been known to torment and poke fun at people of higher power. It has gotten him into much trouble but because of his age and status, little happens to him other then a good kicking. APPEARANCE: Gavroche is rather average in height for his age. He stands no taller physically then any other eleven year old. However due to his pride, he looks taller and just a tad more intimidating then his peers. Given the diet of a street urchin, he is fairly thin. He has, however, been getting more weight and muscle because of his friendships with the college students at the Club who sometimes help him out with food. Gavroche's face, while still young, has years etched into it that no eleven year old should have. He has scars from his past and is always covered in dirt. His long, blonde, unkempt hair usually flows free and his bright blue eyes are keen to everything that happens in front of him. His attire has changed little over the years. In fact whenever a rip happens or he starts to outgrow them, he is able to use his rugged good looks and bright blue eyes to have a lady patch or extend them for him. GOALS: A Leader and a Fighter. He wants to help make a difference in the world and he wants to prove that even little people can be helpful. HISTORY: 1821. That was when he was born. The Thenardiers were not fond of the idea of having a son. In fact, the only reason they had wanted children at all was to make themselves seem more respectable in their industry. They paid very little attention to him. The Thenardiers tried twice more for a baby girl and came up with two more boys. Not long after his birth, his family lost the inn. They moved to Paris to find a new way to live. He was all but forgotten and thrown onto the streets to fend for himself. His two younger brothers were sent to work for a woman named Magnon. He began telling people his name was Gavroche and that was what everyone knew him by. He has nothing more to do with his parents and only his two elder sisters remember he exists. Gavroche has come by the friendship of the college students who hang out in the ABC cafe. Partially by chance, he had been attempting to pick-pocket one of them (he didn't realize it was the leader) and had been caught. He was given the money and told to use it for food. He did as he was told, but did not eat the food himself. It was given to the other children that looked up to him. When the ABC gang found out about the kid's bravery and kindness, they began to welcome him in. They value his abilities - his cute and easily convincing face, his small stature and ability to get around quickly - and although they often fear for his safty, they have come to realize there is very little they could do to stop him at this point. Although their relationship has come and gone, Gavroche is once again great friends with his sisters and he has come to see Courfeyrac as an older brother and a roll model and he has come to see the boy as a younger brother and a ward. Over all, Gavroche is very happy with what he has been dealt in life despite his less-than-great past and current social standing. ----- ALIAS: Sousa AGE: 20 GENDER: Female OTHER CHARACTERS: None Yet HOW DID YOU FIND US: Caution ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: He had gone out to look for something interesting in the territory. He had hoped to come back with a cool stone or some herbs to surprise Opalcloud. Of course - he hadn't been paying any attention to the clouds that rolled in over head. At near sun-high, he'd heard a large crack and fear ran through him. His large eyes slowly moved upwards as the first few drops of rain started to strike the ground and his upwards staring face. He blinked a few times and spit out the water that had pooled in his mouth before glaring at nothing in particular. Why hadn't they warned him!? did they think this was funnier!? No matter. He was determined to impress his mentor and decided to press on in the rain. He was already wet, not like it could really get much worse, right? Wrong! It didn't take long for the long-haired kit to turn into a drowned rat. But oh, was he going to see this through! With his pace quickened, he began to search quicker for something...anything to bring back to the camp! Anything! Then he spotted it - a small patch of green in a corner of what used to be a small thunderpath. He moved to it quickly, his paws almost being absorbed by the muddy paths until he found it. What was it? he didn't know at the moment and didn't really care. He quickly pulled it into his mouth and turned tail for home. CRACK Thunder boomed outside and the lightning flashed just as the door creaked open. Standing int he opening was a small black...thing with massive blue eyes. With fur sticking in every direction possible in some places and plastered to his body in others, Crystalpaw was actually quite a frightening site. And from his mouth dangled the sad, limp catchweed. He quickly scuddled into the house and collapsed on the floor breathing heavily. He weighed almost twice as much now as he was used to and coming back had been hard work. But man had he done it! He spat out the weeds and looked at the pathetic stalks. What he saw almost made him cry. There was no way the burrs would be of any use now...everything had been for nothing. He sighed and glanced over to the window - Where is mentor and leader were sitting. Yeiks! He jumped up suddenly and his head snapped to attention as he looked at them. "Sorry for dragging so much water in!" And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill |