City of Light | Open

[jj735]

Accepted)

[laika.]

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𝗳𝘂𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲

⤷ Charles Leclerc
𝗮𝗴𝗲

⤷ 20
𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗯𝗶𝗿𝘁𝗵

⤷ Monte-Carlo, Monaco
𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿

⤷ Male
𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿

⤷ n/a
𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘆

⤷ Heterosexual
𝗷𝗼𝗯

⤷ F1 Race Driver
𝗵𝗼𝗯𝗯𝗶𝗲𝘀

⤷ Fixing cars, video games, travelling, and exercise
𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀

⤷ Red, Ferraris, going fast, fancy cars, all types of music, books
𝗱𝗶𝘀𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲𝘀

⤷ Brats (the food), rudeness, idiocy and general stupidity
𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗮𝗴𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗽𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗻

⤷ English, French, and Italian
+ 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀

⤷ Kind, understanding, patient, caring, very outgoing
- 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘁𝘀

⤷ impulsive decisions, not a morning person
𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗯𝗲𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀

⤷ Charles is there because it's somewhat of a standard place for him to go for a few weeks. It's a short flight from Paris to his home, and he's pretty happy to be there.

[jj735]

Accepted !)

[laika.]

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𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗰 | 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 | 𝟮𝟬 | 𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗼 | 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 - 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻

Charles stood at the exit gate, waiting for his luggage. He had booked a few
weeks to stay here, as a break from his career. For some reason, Paris had
always been able to give him the relaxation he needed. He sent a message
to one of the numbers he was given from work, and requested them to
send him a car. It was one of the many advantages for being a driver to
one of the best teams. By the time he had his luggage, there was a
beautiful, brand new Ferrari SF90 Stradale. The man standing by the
car handed him the keys, then got into the cab near the Ferrari.

Charles was more than pleased with the car the dealership had sent,
it was an amazing car to drive. He put his luggage into the car, then
headed to his hotel. He didn't plan on staying at the hotel, as he'd
rather go to one of the famous Parisian malls. The bellhop went
to the car and unloaded the luggage, as he checked into his room.

Now that his business at the hotel was finished, he got back into the
beautiful supercar that waited for him. Charles left the hotel in a
somewhat fast manner, as it was a lot of fun to drive it. After asking
for a location to head to, he drove off to the mall. It was one he
hadn't heard of before, but it didn't matter too much. He quickly
parked the car at the very end of the parking lot, to keep it from
scratches. From there, he walked into the mall, hoping to find
something to buy.

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[jj735]

Cedric Olsen|male|25|heterosexual|tag(s): Chloe|

I

Cedric took a glimpse at the young woman when she lifted her head. Chloe Humble...he had never met anyone with the last name 'Humble', although many had never met any called 'Olsen', either, unless they were Norwegian.
"Cedric Olsen. Pleasure." he returned, allowing himself a small grin.
He answered her question:
"A poem that my father used to read to me," he explained in English, for he heard her speak the same language.
A Norwegian in France, speaking English...the thought amused him.
"I can remember it very well, if you'd care to hear it"
He recited the poem once more.

"Like snails, I see the people go
Along the pavement, row on row;
And each one on his shoulder bears
His coiling shell of petty cares –
The spiral of his own affairs

Some peer about, some creep on blind,
But not one leaves his shell behind.
And I, who think I see so well,
Peer at the rest, but cannot tell
How much is cut off by my shell."

The meanings of the poem in his mind seemed to change quite often as he grew older,
and at the moment, it sounded to him like there was
an air of mystery. How much was unseen? Cut off by one's 'shell'?
He realised he had zoned out as he pictured this, and cleared his throat. Chloe, too, seemed to have
gotten caught up in some issue in her mind.
"May I ask why ever you look so lost in thought?
So focused, on something other than my words?
If you have a puzzle, I may be of use. I absolutely love to solve problems or puzzles." Had he overstepped here?
He was unsure. He awaited her reply.

[green.]

◤xxxxxxxxxxxxxx◥
Name: Amy Blake
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Tagged: open/Charles(?)
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After what had been a disastrous break up, Amy had convinced her parents she needed time away. They had money, so they agreed, but only if she stayed out of trouble, and for now she had. But, it's not fun. The eighteen year old smacked her gum loudly, grinning in response to the glare she got, she loved chaos. Something about it, even when people try to warn her about karma. She pulled out her IPhone xr to call a taxi service and began to wait, scrolling through social media absently. Before she knew it she was in the taxi, and paying the fee. As she climbed out of the taxi at the mall, she grinned before walking in. she absently walked into a store, and not paying attention, she ran into someone.

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𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗰𝗹𝗲𝗿𝗰 | 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗲 | 𝟮𝟬 | 𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗼 | 𝘁𝗮𝗴𝘀 - 𝗮𝗺𝘆 𝗯𝗹𝗮𝗸𝗲

Charles was enjoying the mall, as he went through store after store. His
list was growing smaller, he had forgotten to pack a large majority of his
clothes for the trip so it was easier to just buy them here. Charles planned
on making a stop at the food court after this store, he was getting pretty
hungry now. He pulled out his phone, just to make sure that his job wasn't
calling for him. He sighed, at just that moment a name came up on the
screen.

He hesitantly accepted the call, and it took his brain a second to catch
up with the rapid Italian that met him. Something must have happened
at the factory while he left, but in full honesty, this was his break. He had
told them he would be in France for a few weeks, and not to bother him.
Charles had listen through to their issues about not having a 'trustworthy
driver' for his car, and he told them that he gave Ferrari permission to use
one of the reserve drivers for the testing sessions. After he finished the call,
he decided to resume shopping in the department store.

He jumped as he felt someone walk into him. Charles turned quickly, and
grab her before she fell, as he muttered a thanks to his reflexes. He had
just meant to go shopping, and not cause anyone any sort of injuries of
any kind. "Are you alright, miss?" He spoke in Monégasque, but then
realized his mistake. "I'm sorry, I forgot I wasn't at home. Are you alright,
miss?"

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[KinoAsagi]

full name→ "Raijin. I don't use my last name any longer."
date of birth→ "May Seventh, 1999."
place of birth→ "Does it really matter...? Boston, Massachusetts...USA."
gender→ "Male."
s.o./sexuality→ "Not really sure anymore."
job→ "Wanderer....self-employed? I dunno. I travel."
hobbies→ "Not very many these days...I guess I draw, Travel, I cook, and I know how to hunt."
likes→ "The stillness of night. The comforting feeling of rain...cats, and...Uhm...Music."
dislikes→ "The word moist. Neon Yellow anything, overly bubbly people and staying in one place for too long."
+ traits→ "Cooking, Hunting, Sturdy and Reliable, Observant, Good in a fight."
- traits→ "I have next to no people skills, I've traveled alone for so long, that I don't remember what people are like anymore. I'm out of touch with anything pop culture and cant stand being inside for too long - it starts making my skin itch. Like, I think I might actually be allergic to the indoors."

At his core a strange, eccentric being. He's always been alone, for as long as he can remember. He's had friends, he had a family once, but one by one everyone ended up leaving an abandoning him - resulting in the quite, apathetic man you see today. Still, that's not to say that he isn't without his own merits. While Raijin may be reserved and extremely difficult to befriend, he will be an extremely loyal friend to anyone who manages to get past his guard and worm their way into his heart. Raijin isn't rude or impolite by any means, he's always willing to sit and listen to a stranger's problems and maybe offer up some advice of his own if he can help it - but he's not one to take anyone else's crud either and won't hesitate to tell you off if you get on his bad side.

Over his years of traveling, camping out and just generally mucking around the globe he seems to have somehow lost his capacity for most emotion - and maybe...maybe he's hoping to find that one special person who can break down the walls he's built around his heart and set him free from his past...and his present. Something about this city Drew Raijin into it, and even though he sticks out like a sore thumb, he plans on poking around the city for as long as he can before his instincts inevitably drive him to move on to his next destination, wherever that may end up being.

[Spiritstar3]

William might have a crush on him,
if the RP is still alive)

[KinoAsagi]

William might have a crush on him,
if the RP is still alive)

That'd be pretty Neat, though it may Take him some time to warm up to a person that actually wants to be around him lol)