Clopin Trouillefou
Jan 6, 2010 11:57:42 GMT -5
Post by clopisback on Jan 6, 2010 11:57:42 GMT -5
* Application is old so excuse its crappiness. The RP sample isn't, thankfully. Have a look! I was an old member here. I made sure to make up a different sample so as to show you I have improved somewhat since my last.
This is Bing. :3
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charrie basics.[/ul][/font][/i]
age: 40
species: Human
birthplace: Paris, France
movie: HoND
title:
DRAMA KING!
why: I just love him. =3 I guess it's because I managed to play him the first time on some random Disney site. I think it was RTM. It was a blast. I played him here for some time too. I'm so happy I was nagged to come back here.
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charrie appearance[/ul][/font][/i]
facial description/mood expressions: He is rather long-faced, a narrow oval shape. His chin is sharpened by his coal-black goatee, the most handsome feature on his face second to what lies on the center of his tanned face. His nose is odd when compared to most Disney guardians, in fact, it’s rather the sharpest nose in the history of Disney. I’ll bet he could make a sword out of it. It’s one of his most prominent features, pointing out three inches or so. Going higher, we see a pair of round, crack-inspired, enthusiastic, round, black eyes. Perched above his beady eyes are lovely thick eyebrows that darken his expression (when up to murderous mischief)and grant an aura of impish glee.
When he deals with children his expression is voice of much wrinkles due to his relaxed features and dainty smile, even his eyebrows tend to appear softer, companied with lovely half-lidded eyes. When up weaving his web of trickeries, his eyes tend to narrow and land, slyly, upon his tormented target.
In this stage, his lips tend to curl in a eerie gleeful sort of way, and the wrinkles below his eyes tend to reveal more of a playful old psychopath (thankfully he doesn’t have so many as to be called Father Time). He rarely gets angry, but in the event that he does, he tends to look like he ate a few limes and peppers (yet he still manages to grin in a much more sadistic sort of way).
clothing style:Clopin wears two costumes during the film: A jester suit (seen to the right) which he wears at the Festival of Fools. He also wears a similar costume in the catacombs, but it is almost completely purple with no gold trim, no mask, and no bells. Clopin is much darker, in clothing and humor, when Quasimodo and Phoebus arrive in the court of miracles. *I totally snatched this bit from Wiki, but all the rest is mine*
body build: He stands at the esteemed height of 6’1. He is slender, too skinny for his own good when of course seen with his clothes on. Because he’s so tall and thin, he look terribly bony, with the longest fingers in Disney since Jack Skellington. Now, I didn’t want to get into this subject, but if I must – I must!
When he removed the upper portion of his tunic, he isn’t quite as anorexic as one would think. He possesses a small flabby beer belly, typical old-man sort of sag to his chest. Oh, and most importantly…he has the most ‘manly’ chest hair in the world. Imagine. Just one. *sweatdrop*
any unique traits (optional) :
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original charrie analysis. (everything must be in your own words! please be thorough.)[/ul][/font][/i]
He can never take things seriously unless it involves his gypsy clan. He adores killing if it’s for the protection of his people or if he’s just plain bored. A sadist through and through, he still does have some admirable qualities. He is gentle, compassionate, especially towards young people. He is also a hypocrite. A very charming, two-faced psychopath. =3
history: include the character's role in the film, as well as any prior or aftermath events that are necessary - don't be afraid to make up anything as long as it does not contradict the canon history! Let us pretend we are reading a history book. I will note how he came into this world, lived, and even died.
According to Victor Hugo, esteemed author of the Hunchback of Notre Dame, reveals him as a common beggar when out of the catacombs of his dark home. It is assumed he was raised with a sort of birthright as King of the Gypsies, a descendent of Egypt (if I remember clearly). As he aged, he basically took on the responsibility and did what any normal gypsy would do.
Based on the novel, he died trying to save Esmeralda as he sung through his nose and charged at his enemies with unfathomable bravery. He was shot with an old-fashioned sort of weapon I can’t seem to recall. However, in the Disney version, he was caged up before release. Thank goodness.
ambitions:What ambitions does a gypsy really need? Now if we’re talking about a ruler’s ambitions, then I’ll just get this caravan moving. His ambitions are simple, for what more does a peasant life demand? The protection of his people is his only real ambition, really. He’s too playful to take any other goal than that.
strengths && abilities:He doesn’t look like much. But do not be fooled by his twig figure. His movements are swift, muscle tone keen. He is flexible like a rubber band with the agility of a circus performer. He is an acrobat in many forms, and delicate-looking to the eye. If he were to fight, he’d probably use trickery and such because I doubt he hits very hard (poor guy). To compensate for the lack of brute force, he is incredibly intelligent. A fool, but an INGENIOUS FOOL! :3
flaws: He is mentally unstable, if that’s even a flaw. He has a tendency to get impatient and rushes things. He doesn’t realize how much his pranks hurt people because his mind is clouded with mischief and dirty play. He loves stalking things he likes. He gets overly curious too and can cause damage even to the simplest of things. What’s worse is he never feels sorry for any of his actions. He's just one overgrown kid.
likes:
- Dangling bodies
- A sense of humor
- Entertainment
- Hogging Attention
- Making fun of Frollo behind his back
- Socializing
- Bothering people
- Children
dislikes:
- People who lack humor
- Frollo
- People who look down on gypsies in general
- Boredom
- Listening to reason
- Anything logical
- Reading [He can't read, anyway]
fears:
- Failing his people
- Death sentences (If it involves him)
- The Court of Miracles being discovered
what makes this character unique: The the amount of flaws he has. XD
RP SAMPLE: ----
**UPDATED**
The gypsy whom had interrupted the conversation was to some extent eccentric in both appearance and personality. His large nose poked through the curve of his lovely mauve mask. The lines of his face were made prominent as he grinned. From under the brim of his outlandish purple hat did he appear thunder-struck, for his round eyes lingered upon the golden-haired guard clad in gold with a sort of questionable feel. “Good evening, sir!”
Clopin looked over him with a mischievous look on his goateed face, and the blond began to feel queasy about being in the gypsy's presence any longer. He wasn’t a very pleasant sight at night, and the younger fellow knew this all too well. He gave the gypsy an uncomfortable glance, his eyebrow raised high to indicate his embarrassment. Clopin watched him with some amusement, but decided not to make that personal enjoyment known. He stifled a giggle of iniquity. “Well, well, well,” he began “if it isn’t Captain Doofus!”
Out of the blue, in a rupture of disquieting unconventional behavior, Clopin grabbed Esmeralda’s beau and smiled up at him with fluttering eyelashes, his smile coy. He pressed his nose to his and giggled.
“I almost regret letting you go. You would have made a lovely chair. Yes, a tad malodorous, but nevertheless firm and shapely.” He pulled away and traced little circles on the startled fellow's chest naughtily, silent and thoughtful.
“Now,” he resumed, in a sudden burst of spontaneity, “where is Esme? I have yet to give you two my blessing!” His voice had been much higher than when he had made his presence known. He was unquestionably cheerful.
“What she sees in you,” he said, observing his nails in a girly fashion, “I’ll never know. But if it is love, I cannot stop it. Romance always possesses a random form a stupidity. For example, how blind she was to fall in love with a goat!”
He paused.
“Oh!” he chirped, pausing the tapping of his lower lip in realization, “that’s Djali, I’m afraid. Silly me!” He rolled his eyes after awhile.
“I always associate you with a goat. I don’t know why!”
Phoebus, the one who had been listening, merely frowned.
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This is Bing. :3
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introduce yourself.[/ul][/font][/i]
charrie basics.[/ul][/font][/i]
age: 40
species: Human
birthplace: Paris, France
movie: HoND
title:
DRAMA KING!
why: I just love him. =3 I guess it's because I managed to play him the first time on some random Disney site. I think it was RTM. It was a blast. I played him here for some time too. I'm so happy I was nagged to come back here.
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charrie appearance[/ul][/font][/i]
facial description/mood expressions: He is rather long-faced, a narrow oval shape. His chin is sharpened by his coal-black goatee, the most handsome feature on his face second to what lies on the center of his tanned face. His nose is odd when compared to most Disney guardians, in fact, it’s rather the sharpest nose in the history of Disney. I’ll bet he could make a sword out of it. It’s one of his most prominent features, pointing out three inches or so. Going higher, we see a pair of round, crack-inspired, enthusiastic, round, black eyes. Perched above his beady eyes are lovely thick eyebrows that darken his expression (when up to murderous mischief)and grant an aura of impish glee.
When he deals with children his expression is voice of much wrinkles due to his relaxed features and dainty smile, even his eyebrows tend to appear softer, companied with lovely half-lidded eyes. When up weaving his web of trickeries, his eyes tend to narrow and land, slyly, upon his tormented target.
In this stage, his lips tend to curl in a eerie gleeful sort of way, and the wrinkles below his eyes tend to reveal more of a playful old psychopath (thankfully he doesn’t have so many as to be called Father Time). He rarely gets angry, but in the event that he does, he tends to look like he ate a few limes and peppers (yet he still manages to grin in a much more sadistic sort of way).
clothing style:Clopin wears two costumes during the film: A jester suit (seen to the right) which he wears at the Festival of Fools. He also wears a similar costume in the catacombs, but it is almost completely purple with no gold trim, no mask, and no bells. Clopin is much darker, in clothing and humor, when Quasimodo and Phoebus arrive in the court of miracles. *I totally snatched this bit from Wiki, but all the rest is mine*
body build: He stands at the esteemed height of 6’1. He is slender, too skinny for his own good when of course seen with his clothes on. Because he’s so tall and thin, he look terribly bony, with the longest fingers in Disney since Jack Skellington. Now, I didn’t want to get into this subject, but if I must – I must!
When he removed the upper portion of his tunic, he isn’t quite as anorexic as one would think. He possesses a small flabby beer belly, typical old-man sort of sag to his chest. Oh, and most importantly…he has the most ‘manly’ chest hair in the world. Imagine. Just one. *sweatdrop*
any unique traits (optional) :
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original charrie analysis. (everything must be in your own words! please be thorough.)[/ul][/font][/i]
He can never take things seriously unless it involves his gypsy clan. He adores killing if it’s for the protection of his people or if he’s just plain bored. A sadist through and through, he still does have some admirable qualities. He is gentle, compassionate, especially towards young people. He is also a hypocrite. A very charming, two-faced psychopath. =3
history: include the character's role in the film, as well as any prior or aftermath events that are necessary - don't be afraid to make up anything as long as it does not contradict the canon history! Let us pretend we are reading a history book. I will note how he came into this world, lived, and even died.
According to Victor Hugo, esteemed author of the Hunchback of Notre Dame, reveals him as a common beggar when out of the catacombs of his dark home. It is assumed he was raised with a sort of birthright as King of the Gypsies, a descendent of Egypt (if I remember clearly). As he aged, he basically took on the responsibility and did what any normal gypsy would do.
Based on the novel, he died trying to save Esmeralda as he sung through his nose and charged at his enemies with unfathomable bravery. He was shot with an old-fashioned sort of weapon I can’t seem to recall. However, in the Disney version, he was caged up before release. Thank goodness.
ambitions:What ambitions does a gypsy really need? Now if we’re talking about a ruler’s ambitions, then I’ll just get this caravan moving. His ambitions are simple, for what more does a peasant life demand? The protection of his people is his only real ambition, really. He’s too playful to take any other goal than that.
strengths && abilities:He doesn’t look like much. But do not be fooled by his twig figure. His movements are swift, muscle tone keen. He is flexible like a rubber band with the agility of a circus performer. He is an acrobat in many forms, and delicate-looking to the eye. If he were to fight, he’d probably use trickery and such because I doubt he hits very hard (poor guy). To compensate for the lack of brute force, he is incredibly intelligent. A fool, but an INGENIOUS FOOL! :3
flaws: He is mentally unstable, if that’s even a flaw. He has a tendency to get impatient and rushes things. He doesn’t realize how much his pranks hurt people because his mind is clouded with mischief and dirty play. He loves stalking things he likes. He gets overly curious too and can cause damage even to the simplest of things. What’s worse is he never feels sorry for any of his actions. He's just one overgrown kid.
likes:
- Dangling bodies
- A sense of humor
- Entertainment
- Hogging Attention
- Making fun of Frollo behind his back
- Socializing
- Bothering people
- Children
dislikes:
- People who lack humor
- Frollo
- People who look down on gypsies in general
- Boredom
- Listening to reason
- Anything logical
- Reading [He can't read, anyway]
fears:
- Failing his people
- Death sentences (If it involves him)
- The Court of Miracles being discovered
what makes this character unique: The the amount of flaws he has. XD
RP SAMPLE: ----
**UPDATED**
The gypsy whom had interrupted the conversation was to some extent eccentric in both appearance and personality. His large nose poked through the curve of his lovely mauve mask. The lines of his face were made prominent as he grinned. From under the brim of his outlandish purple hat did he appear thunder-struck, for his round eyes lingered upon the golden-haired guard clad in gold with a sort of questionable feel. “Good evening, sir!”
Clopin looked over him with a mischievous look on his goateed face, and the blond began to feel queasy about being in the gypsy's presence any longer. He wasn’t a very pleasant sight at night, and the younger fellow knew this all too well. He gave the gypsy an uncomfortable glance, his eyebrow raised high to indicate his embarrassment. Clopin watched him with some amusement, but decided not to make that personal enjoyment known. He stifled a giggle of iniquity. “Well, well, well,” he began “if it isn’t Captain Doofus!”
Out of the blue, in a rupture of disquieting unconventional behavior, Clopin grabbed Esmeralda’s beau and smiled up at him with fluttering eyelashes, his smile coy. He pressed his nose to his and giggled.
“I almost regret letting you go. You would have made a lovely chair. Yes, a tad malodorous, but nevertheless firm and shapely.” He pulled away and traced little circles on the startled fellow's chest naughtily, silent and thoughtful.
“Now,” he resumed, in a sudden burst of spontaneity, “where is Esme? I have yet to give you two my blessing!” His voice had been much higher than when he had made his presence known. He was unquestionably cheerful.
“What she sees in you,” he said, observing his nails in a girly fashion, “I’ll never know. But if it is love, I cannot stop it. Romance always possesses a random form a stupidity. For example, how blind she was to fall in love with a goat!”
He paused.
“Oh!” he chirped, pausing the tapping of his lower lip in realization, “that’s Djali, I’m afraid. Silly me!” He rolled his eyes after awhile.
“I always associate you with a goat. I don’t know why!”
Phoebus, the one who had been listening, merely frowned.
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