Post by joanna on May 19, 2012 15:46:34 GMT -5
(I will be playing Gaston pre-movie, before he gets obsessed with marrying Belle XD I couldn't resist using this guy)
Name: Gaston
Age: Mid to late 20’s
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs…
Key/Lock Holder: Whoever wants a little pet project to “fix” him; so, left to RP
Brief History:
Gaston grew up in a small, simple town. Since he was young, he took upmost pride in his image and his “manliness”. As an adult, he was revered amongst the townsfolk for his strength, ability in hunting, ect… Being both a town hero and used to girls swooning over his mere mention, Gaston had grown to be an egoist, elitist and has a very hard understanding when he can’t have his way. While back at home, he had easy pickings with the women, his bloated opinion of himself convinced him that they are simply not worthy. Gaston certainly doesn’t mind mingling with those less manly than him because he lives off attention and complements. Due to his upbringing, he is truly convinced he is entitled to whatever he wants. Once invited to the island, he decided to play the little game if there was a chance he could find a woman to match his perfection.
Sample Post:
Gaston was leaning upon a pillar, expertly posing to display all his glory, with his toned arms folded, one wide shoulder against the pillar, and with his head tilted up proudly. He had a smirk painted upon his face and his blue eyes gazed out, half-closed and sly. He stood like a proud statue, just waiting for everyone to come and look up upon his finely chiseled frame and admire him. It was only a matter of time until was he swarmed, he was sure. Gaston was confident that he didn’t even have to swagger off into the throng to get takers.
Oh yes; he knew his was irresistible.
But lo, while he was the picture of godly perfection, it simply was not so for his fellow unfortunate residents of the mansion. There were all too few that fit his age. At that, there were too many non-humans. It was ridiculous. Whoever planned this should have known better when they called upon Gaston! Who’s bright idea was it to mix mangy animals with human beings, and Gaston no less! As a hunter, it was almost mocking. He just had to keep his hopes up. Surely there must be a match for his undeniable greatness; one woman had to come close, at least!
Name: Gaston
Age: Mid to late 20’s
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
When I was a lad, I ate four dozen eggs…
Key/Lock Holder: Whoever wants a little pet project to “fix” him; so, left to RP
Brief History:
Gaston grew up in a small, simple town. Since he was young, he took upmost pride in his image and his “manliness”. As an adult, he was revered amongst the townsfolk for his strength, ability in hunting, ect… Being both a town hero and used to girls swooning over his mere mention, Gaston had grown to be an egoist, elitist and has a very hard understanding when he can’t have his way. While back at home, he had easy pickings with the women, his bloated opinion of himself convinced him that they are simply not worthy. Gaston certainly doesn’t mind mingling with those less manly than him because he lives off attention and complements. Due to his upbringing, he is truly convinced he is entitled to whatever he wants. Once invited to the island, he decided to play the little game if there was a chance he could find a woman to match his perfection.
Sample Post:
Gaston was leaning upon a pillar, expertly posing to display all his glory, with his toned arms folded, one wide shoulder against the pillar, and with his head tilted up proudly. He had a smirk painted upon his face and his blue eyes gazed out, half-closed and sly. He stood like a proud statue, just waiting for everyone to come and look up upon his finely chiseled frame and admire him. It was only a matter of time until was he swarmed, he was sure. Gaston was confident that he didn’t even have to swagger off into the throng to get takers.
Oh yes; he knew his was irresistible.
But lo, while he was the picture of godly perfection, it simply was not so for his fellow unfortunate residents of the mansion. There were all too few that fit his age. At that, there were too many non-humans. It was ridiculous. Whoever planned this should have known better when they called upon Gaston! Who’s bright idea was it to mix mangy animals with human beings, and Gaston no less! As a hunter, it was almost mocking. He just had to keep his hopes up. Surely there must be a match for his undeniable greatness; one woman had to come close, at least!
