isabelle elodie lisle !

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"You came back." - Beast

NAME: Isabelle Elodie Lisle
NICKNAMES: Belle
AGE: Seventeen
BIRTHDAY: 18th of December
ORIENTATION: Straight
NATIONALITY: French
OCCUPATION: Librarian
PLAYED BY: Alexis Bledel
DISNEY: Belle, Beauty and the Beast
USER GROUP: Heroine

PERSONALITY !

GENTLE! Belle is extremely gentle. May it be emotionally or even in physical nature, you can't deny this special feature of Belle. Be it when she's simply speaking to you, her voice is light and soft, with a tenderness of slight caution, either it be to a friend or stranger. If in physical health, her hands are very keen and cautious towards the other. Would it be tending a wound, or even simply wrapping an injured arm or leg or ankle. Miss Isabelle isn't known for being harsh in any shape or form, and for this she is also overly emotional. Even towards animals, she's gentle. Belle wants to understand them, always with a smile on her face.
INSECURE! Isabelle keeps her feelings to herself. She doesn't realize the way guys look at her; or how noticeable she can be. This is mostly due to her hiding from her betrothed, the haunting feeling that she felt for the majority of her life. Her feelings are extremely guarded. Now, in a new place, it takes twice, possibly even triple the amount of time to get her true feelings and thoughts to surface. Although, towards someone she trusts, her feelings pour out. This is her honest feature.
HONEST! Belle is horribly honest. Like Honest Abe. Maurice, her father, taught her from as long as she can remember that lying was a sin, practically. Although, she has told little white lies, she still says what she thinks. Isabelle does have an opinion, and she's not going to keep it to herself. Even if she is insecure about herself sometimes, Belle believes completely in what she thinks is right or wrong. And no matter, she will tell you. Don't worry about that, dear.

QUIRKS: Belle has an awful habit of biting her lip, either she be nervous, or even in general. Plus, she is way too apologetic for her own good.

LIKES:

• reading, she's a major bookworm
  
• tea, it's her drink of choice
  
• open places
  
• thunderstorms/rain
  
• early autumn
  
• company
  
• singing in the shower
  
• writing
  
• milk chocolate
  
• evenings, early afternoons
  

DISLIKES:

• dust
  
• small spaces
  
• being alone
  
• blood
  
• the dark
  
• coffee, she much more likes tea instead
  
• sharp things, like needles
  
• perfectionists
  
• alcohol
  
• mornings
  

HISTORY !

Isabelle Lisle was born on the 28th of December, on an especially bitter winter evening in Southern France, 1994. The dear was born to Aurelie Lisle and her husband, the inventor, Maurice. She was born into a middle class family; living off of her mother's work at a local bakery, where she made pastry treats for those who could afford such luxuries at the time. They didn't make very much money at all on her father's side; his inventions weren't very investment-worthy, you might say, Although, he did bring in some francs by winning the high point placements in the local Fair every year. This happy medium between the Lisles went on until little miss Isabelle turned three, when her mother passed away of an unknown illness. From then on, Belle was raised by her father, along with the bookstore keeper, Jane Deveraux, a family friend.

Isabelle had a somewhat normal life; a peaceful one, living in the farmhouse that had been owned by the Lisle family for generations, tending to her father's draft horse, Phillipe, as well as the other animals inhabiting the acres that made up the estate. Probably the most dramatic part of her youthful life was becoming betrothed. Although she was never told his name, due to an anonymous, superstitious factor her father believed in. She should have never learned his name until she were to marry him on her eighteenth birthday. This fiancee would eventually lead her to Belle and Maurice leaving France altogether, escaping to Fantasia after her seventeenth birthday.

Growing up, Isabelle lived with books. She read everything, and aspired to be a novelist herself. Her nose was always stuck between two pages of ink print, smelling the unread words. Her father raised her well, with the help of dearie Jane. Whilst working on the farm, she seldom assisted her father with his inventions. He was always too caught up in the idea of them - addicted to them, you might say - that he wouldn't spare a simple moment to explain how to do this or how to do that. So, when Belle turned five, she began to frequent the town she lived by with Jane, and her twin sister, Noelle. She sat behind the counter at the bookstore, or on the wooden floor, staring at the pretty pictures with wide eyes and a toothy grin. Or even playing by the fountain in the centre of the little village. She was well liked, and tolerated by the townspeople. Even loved. Especially by her fiancee.

Belle never learned his name. She still doesn't know, to this day. But, she knows only little fine details. That he was from a wealthy family. That he was two years older than her. That he had a significant skill for hunting. Isabelle only remembers seeing his face once. In the square, when she was fourteen. She was walking over to the store, to take Jane's spot behind the counter because of her mother's health, and she saw him. Noelle was with her. Isabelle knew it was him by the way she reacted. The older girl took her by the shoulder and elbow, dragging her into the store, constantly looking over her shoulder at the boy. With one glance, she saw his face. And it still haunted her greatly. Still does. The whole act of her being married at eighteen bothered Belle to the core. Her father did it for money, the townspeople say. But Maurice confesses that he honestly doesn't remember the contract. Isabelle considered the idea of him being drugged or blackmailed into it. Except she has no idea what wrong her father committed for him to be held against.

When Belle hit seventeen, she left France. She fled to Fantasia, for her safety. Being at home, although her father wanted what was best, he let her leave. Isabelle was alone in the new world; a young girl of seventeen and one month at the time, when she finally made it. She fled from her betrothed, to be free. In a year she would be wed. Not anymore, anyway. In Fantasia, she made a life for herself; for her father's sake, as well as her own. Belle became a librarian, where she could easily divulge in her books from both back home, and from writers from Fantasia City itself. Here, she plans on keeping herself safe, and as far away from her fiancee as possible; although it also means too much distance between her father and she.

SAMPLE !

juniper shut her locker with a clang, fiddling with the lock and clicking it in place. the senior almost lost her small load of folders, loose papers, and her french textbook in the process of trying to get around dirge. she had only been dead for a little while - or at least it felt like it, oddly enough. she remembers a brief, piercing pain in her right temple, and then, nothing. little miss juniper beckett ended up here. and here ended up to be high school... all over again. walking towards her french class, she let out a huff; frustrated. she thought she was done with this when she died in her best friend's home. but no. not yet, anyway.

anyway, she was late. it was pretty simple; miss june here had a major problem with getting lost. plus her situation with being a huge klutz, who knew what could happen? she could trip down the stairs and fall to her death - if she weren't dead already. ironic, isn't it? she opened the door to her french class in the nick of time; or at least close to it. at least five minutes after the bell, but who really cared? she did. juniper was a senior, and if she wanted to move on so badly, she had to just suffer and smile. smiling, big no no. by now the class had made some kind of small effort to look up from their textbooks, notice the newbie/genie/newly dead girl in the doorway, and look away again. or at least a few did. juniper bit her lip, hard, enough where she could feel the broken skin with her tongue. ignoring the teacher, who was in no doubt gawking at her with the "what-the-hell-are-you-thinking-being-late-like-that' kind of looks. hugging her small bundle of flyaway papers, folders, and her book, juniper made her way to an empty desk in the back right corner, where she could watch and simply wait out the next forty minutes of french.

her heart sunk, she had never really had an actual habit of being late. juniper flopped down into her chair, resting her forehead on her palms, sighing. it was almost depressing, dirge. juniper wasn't really completely aware of all of the races yet; although she had a short run in with an actual vampire on the street when trying to find a coffee shop, and she swore some kid growled at her when she bumped into him yesterday. a werewolf, perhaps? who knew? honestly, june didn't even realize exactly was she was yet. all little june was able to figure out was that she could create small, flickering candle flames from her fingertips when she was around people; large or small groups. but not when she was alone. she let out a sound that resembled humph, before lifting her chin and digging through her stuff to find a green ink pen and open the page of her book, forcing herself to pay attention and quit worrying about actually being dead, for once.

ABOUT YOU!

OHHAITHUR, I'M AMBIA AND I'M A PRETTY SPONTANEOUS PERSON. I'M SIXTEEN, BUT DON'T FRET YO, I THINK THIS PLACE IS AMAZING. I'M SO GLAD I FOUND IT THROUGH RPGC. OH, AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIE IS BEAUTY AND THE BEAST & THE LION KING!

[. NIKKI MOUSE]

just a note, isn't it the beast that says 'you came back' ?

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[ambia]

YES! It was. I was just watching Beauty and the Beast too, and I caught that. My mistake!

[. NIKKI MOUSE]

hehe<3 no biggy, i just thought i'd point it out

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[. ELLIS LIGHTYEAR]

Is this application finished?

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yes it is :)

[. ELLIS LIGHTYEAR]

PENDING !

There are just a few things that I'd rather fixed before we can accept this application (if we accept) and also some things that I'd like to point out that you might want to work on (Sorry, you lucked out and got the picky admin).

001. Your play-by doesn't really resemble the Disney character Belle, in the least. Just because they both of brown hair, doesn't mean that she's useable. The thing that strikes me about Alexis Bledel is her striking blue eyes, while Belle has brown. Now, I know that there are characters on here that aren't as exact looking to their play-bys, but that is because most of them are either anthropomorphic creatures or animals or fictional beings. It can be hard matching to those kinds of things - but a human character matching to a human playby shouldn't.

002. I, personally, don't like the fact that she is so young. If you would have looked at the other characters ages before creating Belle you would have realized that all of them are past High School and in their twenties. Speaking of High School - your character is seventeen and has a full time job as a librarian with no High School degree? Did she drop out?

003. Her personality doesn't seem very well thought out or analyzed, to be honest. For instance: while Belle is a gentle woman, she is not as meek as you make her seem. She stands up for what she believes in and does daring things for the ones she loves. Not once in Beauty & the Beast do I see her act insecure. Frightened in scenes, yes. Insecure, no. Also, a person who is so insecure wouldn't be so frank and honest about what she thinks - as you have claimed. You seem to have over all missed the main key traits of Belle: free thinking, adventurous, compassionate, a little stubborn and very patient.

004. Quirks: She's not overly apologetic in the least - she is honest.

005: When it comes to Belle's history, I think it's rather ridiculous, but that could be just me. What kind of a seventeen year old runs away on her own to a new city by herself? Or at least, what kind of a father allows her? I'm also assuming the fact that the man Belle has been "betrothed" to is Gaston, although we all ready have one (of whom is in his mid twenties). You should try to avoid casting other major characters into plots that they're not aware of or can not fit into. It's rather rude and you seem to focus most of your history on that one instance, rather then everything in her past. I much rather have read about Belle and Maurice's relationship, how Belle was treated as such a free-thinker in her small town, and perhaps why she was so into books in the first place.

006: Perhaps you might want to use a different sample? We here at OOHGOSH use proper grammar and capitalization. It give a bad impression when you do not do the same. Never the less, your sample needs some work itself. I needed to reread the paragraphs to understand what you were saying a few times. Your sentence structure needs work and its obvious you haven't quite mastered the "comma versus period" placement yet. For example: instead of saying "juniper wasn't really completely aware of all of the races yet; although she had a short run in with an actual vampire on the street when trying to find a coffee shop, and she swore some kid growled at her when she bumped into him yesterday" you may want to say, "Juniper wasn't really sure what was going on, yet. Were there different races? It seemed as though she had had a brief run in with a vampire back on her quest to find a coffee shop the other day. Maybe that would explain why that kid growled at her yesterday when she accidentally bumped into him. A werewolf, maybe?"

I am not sure if this is enough to deny your application and I need to deliberate with another admin before doing so. For now, your thread will be placed in the PENDING board where you can feel free to work on it and reapply, or wait for our final decision.

[. ELLIS LIGHTYEAR]