Post by Christophe Dubois on Aug 25, 2008 23:21:06 GMT -5
“what is your name?
CHRISTOPHE DUBOIS
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CHRISTOPHE DUBOIS
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“who are you, really?
YOUR NAME -- IonarOTHER CHARACTERS -- none
CONTACT INFO -- pm please
“tell me about yourself.
[/sup][/center] FULL NAME -- Christophe Alexandre DuboisNICKNAMES -- Chris
AGE AND BIRTHDATE -- 18 - October 2nd
GENDER -- Male
YEAR 12
SEXUAL ORIENTATION -- Straight
NATIONALITY -- French
RELIGION -- Atheist
BIRTHPLACE -- Paris
HOMETOWN -- Paris
CURRENT RESIDENCE -- Would it be possible for him to have a loft in the town?
“what do you look like?
[/sup][/center] HAIR -- BlondEYES -- Green
HEIGHT/WEIGHT -- 5.7 // 130lbs
BODY TYPE -- Nicely defined
OVERALL HEALTH -- Good
OTHER NOTABLE TRAITS -- none
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PLAY BY -- Luca Mancini
“how do you perceive yourself?
[/sup][/center] LIKES -- *Money
*Girls
*flirting
*alchol
*books
*sex
*travel
*expensive things
*shopping
DISLIKES --
*dirty places
*idiots
*insects
*people with lack of intelligence
*impolitness
*fast food
WORST FEAR -- Death
BIGGEST SECRET OR REGRET -- A one night stand with a guy some time ago.
GREATEST AMBITION -- Be the best in the business.
DEFINING QUALITY -- His ego.
IDIOSYNCRASIES --
*His love for expensive things, flirting and his books addiction.
PERSONALITY
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“what about your life?
[/sup][/center] FAMILY FATHER -- Richard Dubois
SIBLINGS -- Dominique Dubois
OTHER NOTABLE RELATIVES --
[/ul]BIOGRAPHY
Opening the door, William entered his loft, it was magnificent and one of his favorite purchases of all time, 26 million dollars of the best design there was. Hanging his jacket next to the door he walked to the kitchen, the place was somewhat a little large for a bachelor but that never bothered him at all, it was his dream house, he loved it, girls loved it, it was just perfect. Many times parties were held there, the place had 24' ceiling height divided in 3 parts, 4 bedrooms, 4 stone-spa baths, living room, 4 balconies and a landscaped garden terrace , one could easily figure out that it wasn't like that when William moved to that city, but what really catches the eye is the 360 degree views in all 4 directions to the beach that gives a great clarity and a warm environment to it.
Taking a bottle of Champagne from his Porsche Design Wine cellar and a crystal glass, he poured the content into it and gave a large sip sighing pleased as the glass left his lips. He walked to his living room, putting the bottle on the grey coffee table that laid in front of two black sofas. Sitting on one of them he leaned back, his glass in his hand and closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the peace and quiet that place gave him. Finishing his glass of champagne he stood up and placed it next to the bottle on the coffee table. Taking his jacket and starting to undo his shirt buttons, he was leaving several peaces of cloth behind on the floor as he walked towards the bathroom, let's face it, he was still a 19 years old guy If it wasn't for the maid that came 4 times a week that place would be a dump by now.
Only in his boxers he looked himself in the mirror that occupied almost the entire wall, egocentric, everybody knows that by now, he ran his fingers through his hair and analyzed his skin leaning closer to the mirror, no problems there, far from it, as perfect as always. His phone started to ring but the only thing Will did was to look from the corner of his eyes, If he didn't turned it off a couple of times during the day he would go crazy, people just kept calling and calling, not even thinking for a second that if he didn't pick up at the 10th time, he probably wouldn't pick up at all, most of the times it was girls, but could also be his father employees to ask for some directions on what to do. Although he still didn't work with his father, most of the times it felt like he did, it was impossible to run from that life.
After taking a quick shower and putting a towel around him on his waist he went to his room that was connected to that bathroom, entering his closet he looked around, most things there were suits, Armani, Hugo Boss, D&C, DKNY, and many more, some of them made specifically for him. On a smaller side, casual clothes, tshirts, jeans, sneakers, which this time was what he went for, he didn't expect to leave his house until later after dinner, so for the time being, a pair of jeans and a tshirt would work nicely.
Going back to the living room, he poured some more Champagne inside the glass and drank it all in one sip just to fill it one more time right after. He looked to the side, a large window made it possible to see big part of his private beach and next to it there were 7 classic guitars, he had his own studio upstairs but those were just the ones he would normally take to school or just to play near the beach. His head turned back to the door as someone knocked twice, It was rare to people come to his home uninvited, not that he minded, it was just strange. "In a second" He stated loud enough for the person on the other side to hear as he walked to the door and turned the knob.
Taking a bottle of Champagne from his Porsche Design Wine cellar and a crystal glass, he poured the content into it and gave a large sip sighing pleased as the glass left his lips. He walked to his living room, putting the bottle on the grey coffee table that laid in front of two black sofas. Sitting on one of them he leaned back, his glass in his hand and closed his eyes for a moment, just enjoying the peace and quiet that place gave him. Finishing his glass of champagne he stood up and placed it next to the bottle on the coffee table. Taking his jacket and starting to undo his shirt buttons, he was leaving several peaces of cloth behind on the floor as he walked towards the bathroom, let's face it, he was still a 19 years old guy If it wasn't for the maid that came 4 times a week that place would be a dump by now.
Only in his boxers he looked himself in the mirror that occupied almost the entire wall, egocentric, everybody knows that by now, he ran his fingers through his hair and analyzed his skin leaning closer to the mirror, no problems there, far from it, as perfect as always. His phone started to ring but the only thing Will did was to look from the corner of his eyes, If he didn't turned it off a couple of times during the day he would go crazy, people just kept calling and calling, not even thinking for a second that if he didn't pick up at the 10th time, he probably wouldn't pick up at all, most of the times it was girls, but could also be his father employees to ask for some directions on what to do. Although he still didn't work with his father, most of the times it felt like he did, it was impossible to run from that life.
After taking a quick shower and putting a towel around him on his waist he went to his room that was connected to that bathroom, entering his closet he looked around, most things there were suits, Armani, Hugo Boss, D&C, DKNY, and many more, some of them made specifically for him. On a smaller side, casual clothes, tshirts, jeans, sneakers, which this time was what he went for, he didn't expect to leave his house until later after dinner, so for the time being, a pair of jeans and a tshirt would work nicely.
Going back to the living room, he poured some more Champagne inside the glass and drank it all in one sip just to fill it one more time right after. He looked to the side, a large window made it possible to see big part of his private beach and next to it there were 7 classic guitars, he had his own studio upstairs but those were just the ones he would normally take to school or just to play near the beach. His head turned back to the door as someone knocked twice, It was rare to people come to his home uninvited, not that he minded, it was just strange. "In a second" He stated loud enough for the person on the other side to hear as he walked to the door and turned the knob.
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