-IC-
Name: Adélaide Victoire Bonnefoy [Which would be 2p!Fem!France]
Age: 24
Kingdom: Diamonds
Role: Citizen,
Additional Information (optional): Well, I suppose her occupation would have to go here. So, Adelaide runs a clothing shop. Of course all the dresses and suits are handmade, by her and a few of the workers she keeps handy. Originally it had been her mothers business, but once she turned twenty her mother decided she and her father wanted to retire. Thus, while they went out to live in the countryside they pushed the business onto her. You see, she was horribly irresponsible and they thought it might assist her in becoming a ‘proper lady’. They have yet to check up on how that’s going. [I ah, thought a vague background might be good here-]
URL: couturiere-de-diamants //Provided it isn’t occupied. In which case there’s a back up in mind which is Weaver-of-diamonds //
Sample Role-Play (can be a paragraph lit or a few lines of script. Your choice):
Listening to the shouts outside her shop, a scowled slipped onto the young womans’ features. Wonderful, she always loved loud customers the morning after a long night. When the annoying bell went off-she’d have to remind herself to replace it-her hand flew to her temples, starting to massage the tender spot. Spikes of pain were beginning to blossom in her head, and with it regret in the pit of her stomach.
However when a possible customer approached her, she put on as much of a smile as she could with the pounding in her skull, and directed her gaze towards them. “Bonjour, ‘ow may I be of service?” Adelaide asked them, her voice as smooth as possible when all she really wanted to do was escape the hell hole she currently ran. And to think, only seven more hours of this.
-OOC-
Name: Lore
Age: 15
Skype name: shadowlife18,
Personal/other means of contact (preferably a URL you get on regularly, but anything works): Well, there’s this one, or shadows-echo.tumblr.com which is my personal.
Thank you for your consideration! //Also, sorry I’m just starting to attempt typing in an accent and slurrs when the muse requires it.