12-29-2019, 11:06 AM
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Chizpurfle
Join Date: Feb 2016 Location: Hazbin Hotel
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Norman A. Carton Graduated Hogwarts RPG Name: Sydney M. L. Masters Slytherin First Year Ministry RPG Name:
Gaston A.L. Marchand Minister's Office Ministry RPG Name:
Normandie A. Carton Law Enforcement | Inspired by: Til I Hear You Sing (From the musical Love Never Dies) Rhibear ~ Madam Solo ~ Dark Brooding Girl ~ Accio Jedi ~ Gryffinclaw ~ Just a doll SPOILER!!: Gaston Marchand Model: Colin O'Donoghue
Post color: royal blue Name: Gaston Alexandre Laurent Marchand Date of Birth: 16 May 2057 Place of Birth: Rouen, France Current Residence: Cookham, England Heritage: Muggle born Eyes: blue Hair: black Distinguishing Features: tattoos on arms, scars across right side of face, walks with a cane Immediate Family Wife: Rosalyn Marchand (nee Newton) Daughter: Desiree Marchand (age 5) Son: Adam Beaulieu Marchand (age 8; adopted August 2098) Parents: Raoul and Marceline Marchand Pets: 2 cats (Phantom & Coco), 1 kneazle (Raoula) Personality: shy, sensitive, generous, nurturing Reason for being at the concert: Performer
Three long years living a mere facade of life... That's all it had been since he left Hogwarts. Three long years wasting his time on smoke and noise. His precious students, lost and gone. No matter how much time passed, they were never far from his thoughts. It was the reason he took up performing in his own right. He wanted his songs to find their way to the students he left behind. Let hopes pass, let dreams pass, let them die! Gaston thought darkly. Without them what are they for...? He shook his head, trying to distract himself. He needed air... or something to clear his mind. He checked his watch... he wasn't due on for a while. There was just enough time for a quick walk.
The dark-haired Frenchman wandered about aimlessly, stopping just short of bumping into a young woman (Tia). His heart sank. For a moment, he hoped to see a familiar face, but she looked too old to have been one of his students. "Excuse me," he said, stepping aside... though he doubted she'd hear him over her own humming.
__________________ Old voices I had thought long since dead whisper of another life I might have led If I could take that second chance, If I could make my life anew, If only dreams came true... |
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