Post by BEAU DRACO LAPOURTE on May 19, 2010 7:26:33 GMT
BEAU D. LAPOURTE
I should be tending to the horses who intend to cart my joy
From now into forever, I'm just a lowly unstable boy
I'm a failure on a journey, but my strength is gathering
And it's only fair that I make it there, yeah, I'm on my way to mattering !
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS COOKIE and IF YOU DON'T KNOW THE REST BY NOW THEN FUCK YOU D<!
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I should be tending to the horses who intend to cart my joy
From now into forever, I'm just a lowly unstable boy
I'm a failure on a journey, but my strength is gathering
And it's only fair that I make it there, yeah, I'm on my way to mattering !
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HAI THURRR~ MY NAME IS COOKIE and IF YOU DON'T KNOW THE REST BY NOW THEN FUCK YOU D<!
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[/b] "my name is beau draconis lapourte. it means beautiful dragon in french and latin."* / FULL NAME
* / NICKNAMES[/b] "draco, dragon, stable-boy and just beau are some of my nicknames, or at least my english ones."
* / AGE[/b] "i'm twenty-three years old and my birthday is august twentieh for those of you who care."
* / GENDER[/b] "people, including myself, tend to say i am a male."
* / SEXUALITY[/b] "i find myself attracted to a multitude of things. people tend to say i'm pansexual."
* / MEMBER GROUP[/b] druggie
* / CONDITIONS[/b]
"well, apparently it's wrong to be addicted to crack and LSD, not that things like that do any harm to me. ah, and then there's that little quirk about me, i don't feel pain, i really don't, that's part of the reason why i cut off all my fingers on my left hand. they say i'm bipolar to, and have something called post-traumatic-stress-disorder, whatever, so what if i saw my father get shot - i'm still alive, i was still able to look after the twins for ten years! and for your information i've learnt to live without sleep so you can fuck off with that insomnia malarky!"
* / FACE CLAIM[/b] edward speelers
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[/b]* / LIKES
"why do i feel like you're all going to use this against me? you are? oh, well that makes sense. anyway, i like drugs and belle, my daughter. i also like the twins and mary, she helped me through a lot. i also like to sing and i do occasionally like to have sex, who doesn't? i'm also fond of horses after years of working with them."
* / DISLIKES[/b]
"there are quite a few things i dislike, like the french government, my old home town for killing my father, whores and sluts are also people i detest. but it's not just people i dislike, i also dislike carrots and pineapples as well as rats -_-"
* / POSITIVE TRAITS[/b]
"i'm skilled with horses and labour, the working-in-a-feild sort. also i have been told that i can sing. most of the time i can be very friendly, though that tends to be only around family or when i'm high. another positive trait about me could be that i know and understand what people say is wrong with me, though i don't believe them."
* / NEGATIVE TRAITS[/b]
"you'll figure out my bad points rather easily, but, i guess I could say that my addiction is negative and myinability to feel physical pain is disturbing and problematic to. my left hand disturbs many people and i am overprotective of my siblings. some people claim my love for my daughter belle is a negative obsession,"[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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[/b]* / HOMETOWN
"i was born in a small village in france. the village lived mostly in the past, i'm not sure what that's called over here, but to us it was life. there were no tv's or anything, just farms really. i worked on farms from a young age there. though when a stranger came to town, everything changed and i ran away, into the city. there i was met with the excitement of drugs, sex and city life. eventually, i did return home, after only three and a half years of being away. they all sent me here to be rid of me."
* / PARENTS[/b]
"my father, lucien lapourte, was shot dead in front of me, meer days after my mother, carina lapourte, dead of an infection she recieved when trey and alexa were born."
* / SIBLINGS[/b]
"my siblings are twins, trey and alexa lapourte, they're fourteen and just enjoy having fun, or they did when i left, they each have their own issues, but i still love them."
* / OTHER FAMILY[/b]
"after my father died, i had to become the only provider for the family. so mary clauds came to look after the twins for me. she's twenty-six years old, she wanted to take in my daughter belle lapourte but the village wouldn't let her. belle is only three years old, she's pretty much an orphan now with me locked in here."
* / HISTORY[/b] at least two paragraphs
"most of my life won't interest you, after all, who wants to know about the farm-boy? i've always been just a farm boy. i was the eldest child of lucien and carina lapourte, they lvoed one another and had grown up together. the village i lived in was very small, everyone knew each other. it was a cosy little place, it was normally a very happy and friendly place. when i was born on august twentieh, the whole village doted on me. everyone, or at least nearly everyone, was happy with my birth. apparently there'd been a huge boom of girls being born before i was.
my parents were overjoyed at my birth, but as i grew i learnt that i wasn't enough for them. i learnt i wasn't what they truly wanted. my bipolar had started young so i was having severe mood swings by the age of two. i also couldn't feel pain so i became problematic. other than my quirks my life was normal, from the age five onwards i helped our neighbours with their animals and by seven i could ride a horse without a saddle.
it was about then that my father began to stray from the unity the village held, so by the time the twins were born we were already pretty much separate. my mother died not long after trey and alexa were born. they were born three am on december 21st. it was later that day, when the sun did eventually come out, that we learnt that trey had xp. from then on he was perminantly wrapped in the thickest blanket we owned. i was only nine.
my father went out to earn us money and i stayed at home, raising alexa and trey. it was hard, but i wouldn't change it for the world. alexa, though colour blind from birth and deaf in one ear was a very happy baby who loved to be outside. i looked after her during the day. trey was put to sleep during the day and made nocturnal. i learnt to not need sleep, instead spending time looking after my brother to let my father sleep. trey was deaf from birth, though his vision was fine.
worried about our health, my friend mary often came to help out with the twins during the evening, she also taught me what i was missing at the village school. so i at least knew the basics. it was three months before my twelth birthday when they came for my father. alexa was outside playing at the time and i ran to get her in, holding trey firmly in his blanket. unfortunately i wasn't fast enough and they shot my father right in front of us. after that, trey never made a sound. alexa cried for thirteen solid hours and refused to sleep or eat.
eventually alexa calmed down and things went back to normal. mary moved in and helped raise the twins. mary looked after alexa while i went out to work as a stable boy and then i came home and looked after trey while alexa and mary slept. things became routine after a while, though when i was eighteen strangers came to town. they were my age and older. instantly i befriended this girl. just before my nineteenth birthday we left and headed for the city, i knew i shouldn't have left the twins but i wanted to do something for me for once.
besides, i'd lost my job after cutting off the fingers on my left hand so it was getting hard to look after the twins. i knew in the city i could find ways to get money back to mary for them all. while in the city, i worked as a male prostitute and earned a fair amount of money. half i sent back home and half i kept. it was while i was in the city that i got into drugs. they controlled my mood swings and made me feel happier. i became addicted. i was still living with the 'strangers', my friends, and got high with them often.
when i was twenty, belle's mother told me she was five months pregnant. four months later belle was born and her mother died. so then i tried to change slightly, my time revolving around belle now not the drugs. she became my drug. when i was with her i didn't need to be high to be in control. eventually, not long ago now, i made the journey back home with belle. once i got there no one spoke to me. i went home and the twins were overjoyed at my return, so was mary. alexa doted instantly on belle.
for a whole three months we lived in happiness, but then when i recieved a drug package from my city friends they saw me as an unfit role model. they took my belle away from me and sent me here. upon arrival i recieved a letter from mary, she says they're sending the twins here to. i just wish i could still hold my baby."[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY MIADAY PARADE AND IS FOR HER USE ONLY.
