Doctor Laurent Isadore Facilier (Done)

[Laurent Facilier]

*Individuality~ It's all about you,
Laurent Facilier


Alias: Dreamer, Dreamy, ect...I answer to allot of things.
Gender: Female
Age: 23
Where did you find SSttR? I stalked Cata here <3
How come you joined? It seemed like a fun Plot
How long have you been rping? 14-ish years? I dunno exactly. Its been ages...
Contact information:

PM, or by way of yahoo: [e-mail]

*Simple and Sweet!-Your character,
Full Name: Laurent Isadore Facilier
Nicknames: Laurent, Bone Daddy, The Shadow Man, Doctor Facilier, and if you wish to lose a part or two - Issy or Isa.
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Disney Spirit: Dr. Facilier from The Princess and the Frog
Position: Teacher
House/Member Group: Villian

*i'm no supermodel,

Eyes: Slanted orbs that glinted with wicked nature, the color depends on his mood. Ranging anywhere from nearly black, to amber, to violet.
Skin: Bronzed
Build: Long, lean, and sculpted without excess bulk
Appearance:

That age old description of tall, dark, and handsome most certainly applies here. He's a rather tall individual. And his body is all long, lean lines. He's firm, toned, and exceptionally well kept without unnecessary bulk. Something, he finds unappealing. Every inch of him, is wrapped in bronzed, olived hued flesh that hints at a mixed heritage. Something not uncommon, when your from New Orleans. He has a near animalistic air about him. That carries right over into both the carriage, and the way he moves.

His features are exceptionally handsome. Devilish, and wicked might be more accurate terms. He has a strong, firm jaw and high cheek bones, that are only accented by a romanesque nose. Laurent's mouth is wide and expressive, to the point of being sensual. Its not unfrequent, that it curls up either into a suggestive smile or even a cruel taunting grin. His eyes are perhaps the most unique features he possesses. Slanted, and exotic in shape...they change color according to the extremes of his moods. And it ranges anywhere from black, to amber, to violet. Whatever color they are, however, they brim with intelligence.

*this is me,
Weaknesses:

• His Temper
  
• His tendancy to be vindictive
  
• His need to succeed
  
• His greed
  
• A general lack of patience for those with no respect for his craft and religion.
  
• Limitless cruelty
  
• The fact that he will do anything to get what he wants
  
• The fact that he trusts no one but his 'friends on the other side'
  

Strengths

• His intelligence
  
• His passion
  
• His silver tongue
  
• His charm
  
• Charisma
  
• His own appeal
  
• His drive
  
• His sense of business
  

Secrets He could tell you, but you'd have to make a bargain.
Personality:

Laurent Facilier is in a word, shady and wicked. He faces the world with a smile that drips with cajun charm, and lures them to him with a silver tongue. But under the surface, he's not only manipulative but cruel. He has no qualms about using others to his advantage. Even going as far as to amuse himself with turning even the strongest willed individual into a pawn for the schemes his too intelligent mind concocts. As wiley as a fox, and slick as a serpant, he knows just how to get what he wants. He's especially good at things involving business, but making a deal with his sort is like making a deal with the devil himself.

He's also on the passionate side. Though you shouldn't ever expect to get close to the black hole of his heart, if you do find yourself on intimate terms with him - be prepared for quite the ride. Especially considering how innately thorough he is with everything that he does. His temper however, is a violent thing that lays sleeping beneath his flesh like an animal. Vindictive, greedy, and baring a general lack of patience for stupidity - he ends up being a rather complex character with many facets to his personality. Even as far as a villian goes.

*this is what I can do,

Abilities:

• Voodoo/Black Magic practitioner
  
• The ability to converse with and use spirits that he's made deals with. (Generally spirits, that were voodoo practitioners in life)
  
• Enhanced Senses - something he made a bargain for long ago
  
• He has a particular talent with herbs and other items used for his craft. Including various blades of importance.
  
• He's got an affinity for the animals associated with voodoo. And has a way to get them to do as he pleases.
  

*my life story,
Hometown: New Orleans, Louisana
Parents: Serafine LaVeau Facilier - Deceased, Tomas Benoit - Deceased
Siblings: None
History:

His story, as most stories tend to, began before his birth wiith his mother and father. Serafine LaVeau Facilier was the daughter of Nicolas Facilier and Lisette LaVeau who was a descendant of the famous, beautiful Voodoo Queen of New Orleans, Marie LaVeau. Like her ancestors before her, she was a practitioner of the arts, carrying a significant influence on Voodoo within Louisiana. As stunning a woman as the past women in her line, a handsome café owner by the name of Tomas Benoit took a particular interest in her. Things came to pass, as they tend to, and after a night of passion she found herself with child. Unfortunately, her lover didn’t quite take to the idea of being a father so he attempted to escape all together. Something, that quite obviously didn’t please Serafine. No one is quite sure what happened to the once handsome café owner, as his disappearance wasn’t investigated. But those within New Orleans were reminded that you didn’t cross a LaVeau.

Eight and a half months after the fact, Laurent Isadore Facilier was born to the world. A blessing to his mother’s life, from her friends on the other side, she claimed. He grew up, embroiled within the world of Voodoo and learning all the old ways from the very best. From early on, his mother found him to be a startlingly powerful pupil. She believed that he was the spirit of their ancestor reborn, because why else would he have powers that strong? That only encouraged her to give him access to secrets no other would be allowed to. He was a genius at his craft, and a masterful businessman even as a child. Though, it was quite obvious that something wasn’t quite right in his mind. During his childhood, he was feared by the other children. Picked on, mistreated by adults outside of the family. And that only cultivated the obvious streak of cruelty he possessed. Something that came to light on the night his mother was taken away before his eyes.

Ignorance breeds fear, and fear breeds hate. He learned that in the most difficult way, one stormy night during a trip into the bayou with his much beloved mother. Laurent was just entering his years as a teenager, and she was the one person in his young life whom mattered. They often took trips in this particular manner - escaping the city to get closer to their roots. But this time around they were followed by a small group of men and women often responsible for bigotry in the local area. Religious zealots, he looked down upon the old ways. They attacked the mother and son; holding the young boy down to watch as Serafine was violated and murdered. His furious, distraught howls had filled the night. Once she’d passed onto the next world, they turned to beat him and leave him laying next to her broken body. Venom took hold of him with a vengeance then. He was vindictive by nature, and he uttered a curse, a promise to the spirits he was so familiar with. Together they’d destroy the ones responsible.

And he did. As soon as he could venture back into the city, he hunted each family responsible down to sacrifice them to his dark compatriots. But, true to the nature of revenge, he didn’t just take the one’s who had been present. He took every family member he came cross; assuring that each knew the pain his mother had suffered. Once finished with the task, he settled into taking care of himself. Eventually, taking over his mother’s shop, while he completed his schooling to get his PHD. It was then, that he was offered the chance to become a professor to young villians. So while, it seemed a bit of a reach for him…particularly given his patience, or lack there of, for people - it was difficult to resist the chance to mold young minds to his way of thinking. Or for that matter, the chance to gain a few pawns, sacrifices, and bargainees.

*how we do,
rp sample:

To say that the building was dark, happened to be something of an understatement. Here, within the close quarters of the quaint little shop, the shadows lurked like living beings. Each one, almost tangibly pressing down on the slender man who sat across the table from him. He was a pretty thing, if you liked that look of untouched innocence. A riot of blonde curls fell around a fine featured face, while wary innocent blue eyes stared out at Laurent uncertainly. Such a sweet, succulent piece of meat. And unfortunately, the sort who didn’t provide any challenge to a practiced predator such as himself. “That’s all I want…” The prey remarked quickly, fidgeting artful fingers upon the table. He’d asked to have his cards read. A simple thing, for the most part.

But the Voodoo Doctor was in a mood. His smile widened; a dimple forming at the corner of his mouth in response. It was an expression so laden with charm, so laden with intelligent charisma that the customer couldn’t help but relax. “Is that so, beb?” He inquired, in a drawl that was laden with the lilting musical notes of a heavy Cajun accent. Somehow, it made the wicked promise that lingered upon his voice all the more tangible. And it was another weapon in his arsenal, that he wielded with deadly accuracy.

It was amazing, what the simple twist of a tongue and a bit of well placed allure could do. As predicted, the young man flushed, urging a low husky chuckle from the back of his throat. “Well now…” Laurent began, as he shuffled through the deck of tarot cards he had on hand. “Let’s see what dreams my friends on the other side can make come true for you…” The remark came, as he began the reading. But their was a little catch he’d left out. His friends, and he alike required something in return. Something valuable. Voodoo held all kinds of consequences to it, and he’d take what he needed to get all he wanted.

anything else: Nothing at the moment <3
Face claim: Ziv

[Basil Holmes]