Post by victoria on Feb 17, 2013 13:55:28 GMT -5
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At the end of the day you're another day colder
FULL NAME: Victoria Elisha Moors
NICKNAMES: Vicky , Tori
HERITAGE: French
AGE: 40
GROUP: English aristocrat
CANON: Nope
PLAYBY: Michelle Dockery
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PERSONALITY:
“There’s a gentle nature about her.”
Victoria has always been a gentle creature, she’s bright and charming and witty with a heart of gold, she has always put others before herself and that means her sons and her husband. Soft spoken Victoria has never been one to raise her voice in anger but pick her words so that they hit hard. She loves to sing and she loves to read.
“Her Family are her life”
Victoria is very protective of her children and her husband; she cares for them with every fibre in her body and always has. She doesn’t go by looks but sees the beauty inside. She falls in love with people due to their personality not there appearance. Victoria has been known to wear her heart on her sleeve.
“Revolution is the game of fools.”
Victoria has always been pro French monarchy, she has believed in the French monarchy all her life. Even when that faith brought her family to the brink of danger. However she knows that it is better to keep her views quiet when she is in France.
“Faith is the Poor man’s love and a rich woman’s friend”
Victoria was brought up in a Christian family and has always kept her faith in her heart; she believes that her wish to have another Child is what god wants her to do as well as what she wishes.
APPEARANCE:
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder”
Victoria is a natural beauty with brown hair that twists slightly at the ends it falls just below her shoulders. Her skin is milky in color with the odd few freckles under her eyes on her cheek bones. She has brown eyes that light up when she is amused or angry. Victoria is average size and dresses generally in light fabrics and soft colours. Victoria has no love for the outrageous or brightly coloured. She generally prefers her clothing to be simple and neat. Jewellery isn’t really something that Victoria has a passion for she wears her wedding ring and usually a simple necklace. Victoria has a small scar on her right hand from when she cut her hand messing around with her brother in the gardens.
GOALS:
“ A daughters life “
Victoria has always wanted a daughter of her own; she loves her three sons and always has done however she really wants a little girl. The subject is a complete disaster with Richard and she knows it because he’s worried about her health after her last child when he almost lost her.
HISTORY:
“Family is as family does”
Victoria was born Victoria Elisha Lavier , the middle child of the family. Growing up in france in the whispering shadow of the revolution. Victoria loved her elder brother Henri and when she could get away with it loved nothing more than running around with him and messing around. Victoria was a happy child and her family was a happy one until the revolution hit and they had to flee to England. A new life and new start for the Lavier’s was given in England and Victoria wasn’t unhappy with the change due to her age she didn’t fully understand the reasoning’s for having to get out of France.
“I first saw him standing there”
Victoria first met Richard when she was thirteen years old when her family had taken refuge in England. soon began to love spending time with him. He was able to make her laugh and smile and she generally enjoyed his company. Soon the pair would dance the night away. The more they saw of each other the deeper their feelings became stronger and stronger and it wasn’t until she couldn’t stop talking about him that her parents realised just how much she had fallen for the Englishman. Even as a young girl Victoria knew what she wanted in her life and that was Richard, she was over joyed when her parents finally agreed to her marrying Richard.
“Growing up is never easy”
Victoria started living with Richard and his family, finding a loving companion in Margret Richards mother, when Jonathan died after Richards seventeenth birthday. Victoria was distraught by the hate her beloved was showing about himself. How he blamed himself for everything that had happened, but she wasn’t going to let him continue to that. Victoria and Margret combined their efforts to make him see sense. She was sad that Richard didn’t see how much that everyone cared about him and the faith that everyone had in him. Glad that he finally saw it himself, when he learned the truth about Jonathans wealth being handed to him. The next few years passed and Victoria continued to be happy with everything she had, though she disliked the wait to marry Richard as he climbed his way up the political ladder. When Richard was twenty four she finally got her wish of marrying him and couldn’t actually keep her happiness hidden, she would cherish him for the rest of her life.
“My Child my family”
A year after their marriage Victoria gave birth to a beautiful baby boy they named Gareth Timothy moors. She couldn’t have been more proud of her darling little boy. Victoria loved to watch Richard with the little boy it made her heart warm to see how much he cared for him. Victoria encouraged Richard to continue his political career as she spent what time she could with him. For three years her life was everything she wanted it to be with no problems arising. After that time Victoria had another son, who they named Jonathan after Richards’s dead father. Though both were fine unlike last time the birth took a heavy toll on Victoria than it did last time. They spent time visiting Margret and Henrietta. When Margret became ill Victoria couldn’t believe it. She cared extremely deeply for the woman not just because of the love she showed Richard but because of the care, she had shown Victoria too. Victoria was extremely glad that Margret pulled through despite everyone’s feelings that she wouldn’t and fully encouraged Richards’s idea to visit more. At thirty four Victoria had another child a boy they named Harold peter moors, this time it didn’t go without complications and the birth affected Victoria severely and Richard and Victoria agreed that having another child could mean losing Victoria for good.
“ Home sweet home”
Victoria was extremely happy when Richard brought a place in France and enjoyed living there now that the shadow of the revolution was gone. Victoria loved watching her children grow and the time that Richard spent teaching them. She knows that France is going to end up in another revolution what with the whispers but wishes to stay as long as she can. Victoria though extremely happy in her life longs for a daughter of her own but knows that getting Richard to agree will be almost impossible. She loves her children but having a daughter would just make her life complete.
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ALIAS: Bells
AGE: 18
GENDER: Female
OTHER CHARACTERS: Lady Adelaide & Azelma
HOW DID YOU FIND US: Member
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Azelma grinned at her elder sister folding her arms over her chest her grey eyes flicked over the elder girl “you’re never scared I forgot” Azelma leant back slightly looking down at the floor as she took a step back the last thing she needed was to cut her small foot open on a bit of broken glass after she’d just done that too her hand. Azelma yawned and pressed her lips together her gaze resting on her feet she didn’t want to look at her sister. She always felt weak in comparison to Eponine it was just what always happened but she did love her no matter what.
Aze looked down at where her sister as pointing and she shrugged “We all are.” Aze always admired how her sister was able to find food when Aze usually couldn’t, she glanced up at where her sister directed her “its fine you eat it “Aze wasn’t really the type of person who enjoyed taking things from people who needed the food too. Aze loved her sister and couldn’t imagine her life without her.
Azelma ran her fingers in her hair before glancing at Eponine before biting her lip as her sister took her hand “Nothing i just hit it and cut it” lies... Aze knew how Eponine would react to the deep cut in her hand, she was so used to the over reaction on her sisters part, but she loved her no matter what even if she sometimes over reacted about things that happened.
“Nothing happened Eponine I swear” Aze wasn’t a very good liar that was mostly why she was silent when asked questions. She still dreamed of the days when their lives had been better. The young girl had been happier than even though she had still witnessed her mother’s cruelty she had felt loved something that she wished she felt now but she didn’t and never did.
Azelma shifted her weight from foot to foot biting her lip as she done so, what could she say other than she put her hand through a window so their father could steal something. She was always the one who did what she was told.
And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
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