Post by YukiTen on Apr 9, 2012 7:14:35 GMT -7
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Name: Jasper Liberté [Laurent Léon Liberté, L3]
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Date of Birth: January 4th, 1997 [Unknown]
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Age: 20 [Unknown]
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Place of Birth: Vancouver, Canada [Unknown]
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Race: French-Canadian
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Language: French, English, Japanese
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Social Class: Working Class
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Height: 6 feet 2 inches
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Weight: 173 pounds
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Hair: Reddish brown, short, and messy.
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Eyes: Brownish red.
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Dexterity: He's very strong, quick, and silent when he moves.
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Typical Clothing: A taylor-made black suit that has coat tails and a black top hat with a red ribbon around the base. His clothes a very clean and reminiscent of the 1800's, being that the style is similar. He wears a white shirt with very thin gray pin-stripes and a red tie.
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Personality: He's actually a very nice person with a playful and teasing tendency. He likes to tease the woman that rescued him from the dull flow of waiting tables and searching for a suitable 'client'. Because he is a 'carrier', or so he likes to call it, of Geass, he's on a tedious journey to find someone strong enough to free him from his immortality. But he doesn't want to see anyone die. He is very smooth, pulling anything and everything off with an impressive finish. He's typically calm and enjoys every moment of his teasing. However, when alone, he thinks quite a bit about depressing things.
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Skills: He's good at piloting, driving, relaying information, crafting, and convincing people out of or into doing things
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Likes: Sophia, Blake, Cyfon, Weiss, his job, living with Sophia and Blake and Cyfon, music, ballroom dancing, the idea of freedom, human feelings, human behavior, anything to do with his favorite time period (1800's), talking about the people he can remember and pondering the ones he can't, hanging out with Sophia and Cyfon and Blake, children, piloting Knightmare frames, his Knightmare: KoreranoKage.
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Dislikes: LeLouche, Schneizel, Cornelia, winter, needless violence, the Empire, Blake's mother, men, liars, fools, immaturity, people that are sadistic, suicidal people, the Britannian emperor, crime.
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Goals: To be free of the meaningless immortality he has been forced to have.
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Strengths: He's very determined and protective of the ones he's grown close to.
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Weaknesses: His affections for Sophia and the simple fact that he's too soft.
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Fears: None.
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Regular Routine: [Fuck you.]
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Attitude Towards Death: It's like sleep but with a commitment rather than without.
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Philosophy of Life: It's to be enjoyed and lived to the fullest extent.
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Religion: None.
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Fetishes: None.
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Most Memorable Experience: The very moment he set eyes on Sophia was a very...tragic and beautiful moment. She, Blake, and Cyfon squandered into the diner he had been working in at the time and, without a given reason, offered him a job. She was fifteen at the time - and, still, the most beautiful girl he'd come to meet, much less get job offers from. She was kind to him. Ever since, he's felt indebted to her. ~ [He was living in a satellite village north of Champagne in France. Every day was as long and tedious as the one before it, a frown on his face with every sly request a girl would come to him for. Every request was for his Geass, the ability to take over a person's body in order to make them do whatever is wanted. However, a beautiful blond with bouncy curly hair had spent her time getting to know him rather than ask for a contract with him. She was always kind and sweet, never even once bringing up his Geass. But...one day, she held him at knife-point, cursing him in her native French language, telling him to grant her his Geass. He was betrayed by a woman that had become his friend. Angered by this, he pretty much did the stupid thing and walked right into her blade, unaffected, and threw a nasty right punch. When she fell, she hit her head pretty hard on a jagged rock (they were outside), and died.]
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Sexual Values: Straight.
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Residence: Blackfeld Estate - Ashford Academy Dorms.
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Occupation: Driver, concierge, courier.
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Work-Related Skills: Driving, navigation, relaying messages, delivering.
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Place of Work: Wherever the Blackfelds have him go.
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Past Occupations: Waiter [Farmer, hunter, poet, writer].
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Memberships: White Wolves [Formerly the Geass Order].
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Date of Birth: January 4th, 1997 [Unknown]
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Age: 20 [Unknown]
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Place of Birth: Vancouver, Canada [Unknown]
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Race: French-Canadian
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Language: French, English, Japanese
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Social Class: Working Class
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Height: 6 feet 2 inches
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Weight: 173 pounds
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Hair: Reddish brown, short, and messy.
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Eyes: Brownish red.
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Dexterity: He's very strong, quick, and silent when he moves.
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Typical Clothing: A taylor-made black suit that has coat tails and a black top hat with a red ribbon around the base. His clothes a very clean and reminiscent of the 1800's, being that the style is similar. He wears a white shirt with very thin gray pin-stripes and a red tie.
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Personality: He's actually a very nice person with a playful and teasing tendency. He likes to tease the woman that rescued him from the dull flow of waiting tables and searching for a suitable 'client'. Because he is a 'carrier', or so he likes to call it, of Geass, he's on a tedious journey to find someone strong enough to free him from his immortality. But he doesn't want to see anyone die. He is very smooth, pulling anything and everything off with an impressive finish. He's typically calm and enjoys every moment of his teasing. However, when alone, he thinks quite a bit about depressing things.
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Skills: He's good at piloting, driving, relaying information, crafting, and convincing people out of or into doing things
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Likes: Sophia, Blake, Cyfon, Weiss, his job, living with Sophia and Blake and Cyfon, music, ballroom dancing, the idea of freedom, human feelings, human behavior, anything to do with his favorite time period (1800's), talking about the people he can remember and pondering the ones he can't, hanging out with Sophia and Cyfon and Blake, children, piloting Knightmare frames, his Knightmare: KoreranoKage.
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Dislikes: LeLouche, Schneizel, Cornelia, winter, needless violence, the Empire, Blake's mother, men, liars, fools, immaturity, people that are sadistic, suicidal people, the Britannian emperor, crime.
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Goals: To be free of the meaningless immortality he has been forced to have.
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Strengths: He's very determined and protective of the ones he's grown close to.
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Weaknesses: His affections for Sophia and the simple fact that he's too soft.
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Fears: None.
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Regular Routine: [Fuck you.]
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Attitude Towards Death: It's like sleep but with a commitment rather than without.
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Philosophy of Life: It's to be enjoyed and lived to the fullest extent.
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Religion: None.
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Fetishes: None.
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Most Memorable Experience: The very moment he set eyes on Sophia was a very...tragic and beautiful moment. She, Blake, and Cyfon squandered into the diner he had been working in at the time and, without a given reason, offered him a job. She was fifteen at the time - and, still, the most beautiful girl he'd come to meet, much less get job offers from. She was kind to him. Ever since, he's felt indebted to her. ~ [He was living in a satellite village north of Champagne in France. Every day was as long and tedious as the one before it, a frown on his face with every sly request a girl would come to him for. Every request was for his Geass, the ability to take over a person's body in order to make them do whatever is wanted. However, a beautiful blond with bouncy curly hair had spent her time getting to know him rather than ask for a contract with him. She was always kind and sweet, never even once bringing up his Geass. But...one day, she held him at knife-point, cursing him in her native French language, telling him to grant her his Geass. He was betrayed by a woman that had become his friend. Angered by this, he pretty much did the stupid thing and walked right into her blade, unaffected, and threw a nasty right punch. When she fell, she hit her head pretty hard on a jagged rock (they were outside), and died.]
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Sexual Values: Straight.
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Residence: Blackfeld Estate - Ashford Academy Dorms.
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Occupation: Driver, concierge, courier.
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Work-Related Skills: Driving, navigation, relaying messages, delivering.
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Place of Work: Wherever the Blackfelds have him go.
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Past Occupations: Waiter [Farmer, hunter, poet, writer].
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Memberships: White Wolves [Formerly the Geass Order].
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