noah james lumiere !

[noah]

"Master, that may not be the best way to win the girl's affections." - Lumiere

NAME: Noah James Lumiere
NICKNAMES: Lumi, Lums (pronounced “looms”).
AGE: Twenty four.
BIRTHDAY: February 11th
ORIENTATION: One does not choose who they are attracted to!
NATIONALITY: French
OCCUPATION: Pastry chef at Franccois Pastries
PLAYED BY: Chace Crawford
DISNEY: Lumiere from Beauty and the Beast
USER GROUP: Sex Symbol

PERSONALITY !

ROMANTIC! Romance isn’t dead. Whoever told you that? Romance lives strong and wild in my heart. At least that’s what my mother always told me. She said I would die one of the last real romantics. Probably of a broken heart, or a suicide. We were strange people, our deaths constantly on the tips of our tongues. I assume because that’s how wild hearts grow, they consider everything at least once, right? That is, however, beside the point. I am a romantic man, I believe in pulling out all the stops for my companions. Careful planning and consideration comes into play for every single one of my moves and when I do make them on a whim I still try to make the most of every moment. I honestly try not to re-use ideas, either. How is that special, at all? Romance is my strong point, I put a little bit in every thing I do. Love, love, love.

LOYAL! A die hard fanatic of loyalty, I’ve taken an oath of sorts, if only with myself. Love unconditionally those who come into your life, be loyal to your friends and your family. Do no wrongs to those you love. It isn’t hard to do, really. Disloyal people should be frowned upon. Honestly, why make someone believe you care for them if you’re not going to stick by their side and stick up for them? Naturally, sometimes I go over board with this. But I truly believe that loyalty is one of those traits necessary in every man and woman. I suppose there is a time, though, when loyalty can be a bad thing. If you’re loyal to the wrong people, anyway.

DISOBEDIENT! While most of the time I do what I’m told I have found that I have a bit of a rebellious streak. I suppose it’s most common when what I’ve been told to do isn’t the right thing or I think that what I’m doing will better benefit me and those it’s for. It’s kind of bad, sometimes. To the point where I don’t even listen at all and just do what I want. But I am a man and I can make my own decisions. No one needs to tell me what to do . It’s just that when they do, I don’t always follow what they’ve asked of me. Sometimes there are things that will possibly turn out bad if not played out correctly, yet I do them anyway. Mostly because I want to help. I’m helpful. Yes, that’s a good thing.

QUIRKS: I’ve been told I speak in an almost awkward mixture of French and English. Not all the time do I make sense. I go overboard, a lot, easily excited. “My love” can refer to any woman, if she is or isn’t currently romantically involved with me. And sometimes men. I carry a lighter everywhere, even though I don’t smoke.

LIKES: French cuisine, fruit, foreign films (mostly from France, which I don’t consider foreign), fried foods, Friday nights, French kisses (oui, oui), France (obviously), frilly dresses on women, freeze pops, fashion.
DISLIKES: Hotdogs, hat hair, horrible conversation, heat waves, holidays that don’t make sense, houses without doorbells, hallways that lead to only one room, haggis, happy meals, hyena-like-laughter.

HISTORY !

I was born to a young French starlet. Annette Baudin, my darling mother, started her career early. She was France’s darling, saw her name in lights early in life. She bought her parents a home by the age of fifteen and at twenty one took everyone for a ride when she married a member of her parent’s kitchen staff by the name of Alexander Lumiere, a strapping young lad that my mother says I resemble. For the first four years of my life we were the happiest family that could be. And then my father was killed. While it sounds tragic, it is just a fact of life. An accident he had while driving alone, another car couldn’t stop and slammed into the back of his stalling car, propelling him forward and flipping the vehicle twice. My father was pronounced dead on the scene.

Naturally my mother was never the same. She didn’t understand why her only love had been taken from her and, in the only way she found to deal with his dead, stopped doing films and became, practically, a recluse. She taught me all of the things my father was good at, told me all of the things he valued. Like romance and happiness and world experience. She told me he was a wonderful man, and I was lucky to be his son. We spent many days together in our home, she would read me letters my father had written her before they married or stories he loved. We would watch movies and she even taught me how to cook and bake. To say we were close is an understatement. My childhood, despite the absence of my father due to his untimely death, was a good one.

It was one day after I returned home from the private school I attended while I was standing at the wardrobe looking for something to change into so I could get out of my uniform when my mother flung open the doors and rushed in, pulling back the curtains with a large smile spread across her face. “I’ve decided to make a film,” she told me, in her full, well-educated French. And that was that. I was fifteen at the time and pulled from my studies to accompany my mother while she traveled to do movies and press. I was given a private tutor and graduated at the age of seventeen. I had no reason to continue on to university while I was playing the plus one to all my mother’s lush events. Truth be told, I became well watched while my mother’s career continued full speed. A bit of a star myself, as any celebrities child is.

It was during a lull in films, while we were back home in France, that I decided I wanted to get the worldly experience my father never got the chance to have. I was probably nineteen or twenty, I can’t quite remember, and while my mother wasn’t keen on letting me go, she approved and sent me off with her well wishes.

That was how I ended up in Fantasia City. I took my knowledge of what my mother had taught me and got a small job at a pastry shop. From there I worked my way up, which was hard with no formal training, but I did it a lot faster than most people seem to do. Always a quick learner, my mother would say. And that’s where I am currently, making pastries and living and loving life, twenty four years old, in Fantasia City.

SAMPLE !

Nuuuu. -crosses arms-

ABOUT YOU!

OHHAITHUR, I'M JESSE AND I'M A PRETTY FABULOUSSS PERSON. I'M TWENTY, BUT DON'T FRET YO, I THINK THIS PLACE IS AMAZING. I'M SO GLAD I FOUND IT THROUGH COITUS. OH, AND JUST SO YOU KNOW, MY FAVORITE DISNEY MOVIE IS STEPHEN KING‘S CHRISTINE

[. NIKKI MOUSE]

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