Post by Cosette Moreau. on Aug 4, 2010 7:49:52 GMT
Name: Cosette Moreau.
Age: Twenty Seven.
Sex: Female.
Class: Low.
Appearance: With dark hair and light eyes Cosette is certainly something to behold, with almost catlike features, and high cheek bones, she’s near attractive enough to be considered one of noble blood. Some may be shocked to discover that the girl is quite the opposite - a low end prostitute, with a lithe and near malnourished frame, her body is nigh built for sexual deviance.
Play by: Olivia Wilde.
Character: Despite being a prostitute - women which many underestimate - Cosette is a woman of high intelligence. From a young age, the girl seemed interested in books, and observing folk as a whole. To learn, and study from them.
While being intelligent many simply brush by her without a second thought, and while this irritates Miss Moreau, she’s far to shy and soft-spoken to do much of it. The girl is quiet and introverted, shying away from both her feelings and many people alike.
Overall, Cosette doesn’t much mind living within her own world.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths
Weaknesses
Magic: None.
Weaponry Skills: None.
Character History: Born to a prostitute, as many girls she knew were, Cosette has no knowledge of whom her father was, nor even the faintest idea of whom the young man may be. Still, she doesn’t feel a void as some may, as despite being busy a good portion of the time, her mother served adequately as both parental units.
Perhaps this could be contributed to the fact that Cosette was a quiet girl who sought to simply entertain herself with either books, or the simplistic study of those around her.
While her mother was a kind woman, and did her best to raise Cosette proper, there was obviously some lack of any semblance of a punishment system. There was no one to tell Cosette what was wrong, and what was right, and as such, the girl was raised with skewed values.
Despite having grown up wanting naught but to become a scholar, she seemed destined for the line of prostitution. And the truth was, that Cosette didn’t do much seem to mind, after all, the girl was morally corrupted, for lack of a better term, and seemed at home with her body, and nudity, alike.
Additional Information:
Sample Roleplay: Alais wrinkles her nose and sighs out as she ducks within the confines of that seemingly damp and worn stable. It was part way through being cleaned, with a number of horses stuffed within others’ stalls whilst water was being splashed upon the thick planks of the wall, washing away piss, shit, and every other manner of ungodly mess which could be coating that stable. It was something which Alais simply preferred to ignore.
After all, she was a lady, with delicate sensibilities.
The girl’s nose wrinkles, and a single hand lifts upwards to cup upon her mouth and nose alike. She hadn’t quite noticed how horrible that this particular building smelled. She supposed she’d simply gotten use to it, after all, she found herself within the confines of this particular structure just about every day for the past month or so.
Her head cranes, and lolls in attempts to search out the stable master himself, who was no doubt buried amongst the straw, knee deep within the puddles of mixed filth. Alais wasn’t quite sure if he held this position because he loved the animals, or if he did such because the coin he made simply had to be worth all the agony he went through. Whatever the reason, she was right about where he was, with a rag within one hand, and a pail of water within the other, “Alex!” Derrick greets with a wide smile that quite reminded the girl of her own grandfather, “I trust you can handle everything well enough?” he asks of her then. For all he knew Alais already knew how to properly saddle a horse! “As you can tell I’m elbow deep in shit!”
Alais laughs at what he has to say, though in all truth, she was disgusted by the thought of being simply coated in feces. It’s something which forced her skin to prickle and a gag to cross her lips. Absolutely disgusting, though she’s sure that a man would laugh at such a thing, so she had all too willingly. Whatever the case seemed to be Alais finally spoke, “Of course I can!” she states, sounding impossibly confident within that moment, with a strong set to her delicate jaw, looking as though there was no room for argument, despite the fact that Derrick knew well that she’d never saddled a horse, at least not in front of him.
Either way, it was at least worth giving a try. So with another reassuring nod Alais motions towards the saddle which she’d gotten use to perching her pretty little ass upon, only to drag such over toward the stall which Maple was poised within. Despite the few months of trainin, Alais still seemed to lack any semblance of true upper arm strength. She hoped nobody would notice this pathetic display, let alone when she attempted to heft it over her head and onto the horse’s back.
She stills within that moment, her hands settling upon her hips as the young girl lolls her head to peer upon that saddle. Perhaps not quite yet. Though the bridle! She knew well how that worked, and soon enough was taking up those leather straps before coaxing that horse from within it’s own stall only to settle the bit amongst the beast’s terrifying teeth.
Idly Alais wonders if Maple knew that Alais herself was afraid of her. Alais likewise wondered if it even mattered in the end. Could Maple tell that Alais was secretly afraid of her own mouth.
Miss Strider scowls as her gaze moves from the creature’s face, and downwards to the saddle still situated upon the floorboards. Well, it definitely wasn’t going to move itself! The girl knits her brows before stooping downwards to curl her fingers beneath the lip of the saddle only to hike such upwards to settle such upon her hips. It’s then she stumbles forth, if only to brush the side of the saddle upon Maples flank. There’s no doubt that that rubbing and nudging was irritating the horse, and the beast even gives a quick snort, and a step away from Alais.
She definitely wasn’t making this easy.
[Optional] OOC Section:
Name: Wah! Marissa!
Location:Wisconsin!
How long have you been RPing for:A long time!
Any other characters on the site?:Cailean, and Alais!
Age: Twenty Seven.
Sex: Female.
Class: Low.
Appearance: With dark hair and light eyes Cosette is certainly something to behold, with almost catlike features, and high cheek bones, she’s near attractive enough to be considered one of noble blood. Some may be shocked to discover that the girl is quite the opposite - a low end prostitute, with a lithe and near malnourished frame, her body is nigh built for sexual deviance.
Play by: Olivia Wilde.
Character: Despite being a prostitute - women which many underestimate - Cosette is a woman of high intelligence. From a young age, the girl seemed interested in books, and observing folk as a whole. To learn, and study from them.
While being intelligent many simply brush by her without a second thought, and while this irritates Miss Moreau, she’s far to shy and soft-spoken to do much of it. The girl is quiet and introverted, shying away from both her feelings and many people alike.
Overall, Cosette doesn’t much mind living within her own world.
Strengths and Weaknesses:
Strengths
Weaknesses
Magic: None.
Weaponry Skills: None.
Character History: Born to a prostitute, as many girls she knew were, Cosette has no knowledge of whom her father was, nor even the faintest idea of whom the young man may be. Still, she doesn’t feel a void as some may, as despite being busy a good portion of the time, her mother served adequately as both parental units.
Perhaps this could be contributed to the fact that Cosette was a quiet girl who sought to simply entertain herself with either books, or the simplistic study of those around her.
While her mother was a kind woman, and did her best to raise Cosette proper, there was obviously some lack of any semblance of a punishment system. There was no one to tell Cosette what was wrong, and what was right, and as such, the girl was raised with skewed values.
Despite having grown up wanting naught but to become a scholar, she seemed destined for the line of prostitution. And the truth was, that Cosette didn’t do much seem to mind, after all, the girl was morally corrupted, for lack of a better term, and seemed at home with her body, and nudity, alike.
Additional Information:
Sample Roleplay: Alais wrinkles her nose and sighs out as she ducks within the confines of that seemingly damp and worn stable. It was part way through being cleaned, with a number of horses stuffed within others’ stalls whilst water was being splashed upon the thick planks of the wall, washing away piss, shit, and every other manner of ungodly mess which could be coating that stable. It was something which Alais simply preferred to ignore.
After all, she was a lady, with delicate sensibilities.
The girl’s nose wrinkles, and a single hand lifts upwards to cup upon her mouth and nose alike. She hadn’t quite noticed how horrible that this particular building smelled. She supposed she’d simply gotten use to it, after all, she found herself within the confines of this particular structure just about every day for the past month or so.
Her head cranes, and lolls in attempts to search out the stable master himself, who was no doubt buried amongst the straw, knee deep within the puddles of mixed filth. Alais wasn’t quite sure if he held this position because he loved the animals, or if he did such because the coin he made simply had to be worth all the agony he went through. Whatever the reason, she was right about where he was, with a rag within one hand, and a pail of water within the other, “Alex!” Derrick greets with a wide smile that quite reminded the girl of her own grandfather, “I trust you can handle everything well enough?” he asks of her then. For all he knew Alais already knew how to properly saddle a horse! “As you can tell I’m elbow deep in shit!”
Alais laughs at what he has to say, though in all truth, she was disgusted by the thought of being simply coated in feces. It’s something which forced her skin to prickle and a gag to cross her lips. Absolutely disgusting, though she’s sure that a man would laugh at such a thing, so she had all too willingly. Whatever the case seemed to be Alais finally spoke, “Of course I can!” she states, sounding impossibly confident within that moment, with a strong set to her delicate jaw, looking as though there was no room for argument, despite the fact that Derrick knew well that she’d never saddled a horse, at least not in front of him.
Either way, it was at least worth giving a try. So with another reassuring nod Alais motions towards the saddle which she’d gotten use to perching her pretty little ass upon, only to drag such over toward the stall which Maple was poised within. Despite the few months of trainin, Alais still seemed to lack any semblance of true upper arm strength. She hoped nobody would notice this pathetic display, let alone when she attempted to heft it over her head and onto the horse’s back.
She stills within that moment, her hands settling upon her hips as the young girl lolls her head to peer upon that saddle. Perhaps not quite yet. Though the bridle! She knew well how that worked, and soon enough was taking up those leather straps before coaxing that horse from within it’s own stall only to settle the bit amongst the beast’s terrifying teeth.
Idly Alais wonders if Maple knew that Alais herself was afraid of her. Alais likewise wondered if it even mattered in the end. Could Maple tell that Alais was secretly afraid of her own mouth.
Miss Strider scowls as her gaze moves from the creature’s face, and downwards to the saddle still situated upon the floorboards. Well, it definitely wasn’t going to move itself! The girl knits her brows before stooping downwards to curl her fingers beneath the lip of the saddle only to hike such upwards to settle such upon her hips. It’s then she stumbles forth, if only to brush the side of the saddle upon Maples flank. There’s no doubt that that rubbing and nudging was irritating the horse, and the beast even gives a quick snort, and a step away from Alais.
She definitely wasn’t making this easy.
[Optional] OOC Section:
Name: Wah! Marissa!
Location:Wisconsin!
How long have you been RPing for:A long time!
Any other characters on the site?:Cailean, and Alais!
