Forum:Fabien Reynaud

The Open-Ended Questions

A. Please answer the following questions as elaborately as possible. (Remember, this part doesn't have to be filled out if it's an expansion character!)

1) What would you consider to be your character's strengths, and your character's weaknesses? Elaborate on your answer.


 * p: logical, smart, lives by a code.
 * w: shady as hell, a murderer, hates himself.

2) Has your character's life played out the way they wanted? Have they achieved the goals they set out for their life? Why, or why not?


 * He certainly didn't anticipate becoming an assassin, but that said, it does reel in a lot of money, so who is he to complain?

3) What's their ideal way of spending a free day? Why so?


 * Most likely on his own, visiting France and reminiscing, but that's unlikely, so probably just sleep all day. He's always exhausted.

4) If your character could only keep 5 possessions, what would they be? Why?


 * He's never been a materialistic man, but he supposes his fur coats, because he looks quite nice in them, his wand, because quite frankly he adores being a wizard, and an old locket with a picture of his mother, father, little sister and him back when they were still married. Oh, and enough money to live for the rest of his life. That's all, really.

5) What one thing would your character change about the wizarding society? Why?


 * He'd not just throw any murderer into prison, honestly. The current system is very, very flawed, he'd fix it if he could.

The Character's Background

1) Give a history of your character. History must be at least two paragraphs long. How did they grow up? Is there an incident that made them the way they are? etc. (Remember, history must at least be two paragraphs long for the first two characters, three paragraphs long for the third to eighth character, and four paragraphs long for the ninth to fifteenth character!)


 * Fabien Reynaud is a half-blood born to a man of high class and a woman of a lower one. It's the root of his insecurities, to be truthful, not that he'd ever willingly tell anyone. He was raised to be just like his father, a smooth man who could sneak his way out of nearly every situation he found himself in. Maybe that's exactly what led to him and his wife's divorce, the small drop that shattered their already fragile matrimony.


 * Fabien was six when his parents got divorced, barely old enough to remember. Having only a little sister, just under her six month old mark, Fabien was the only child who got a say in who he went home with. In the end, he and his sister split up, the former having chosen his father and the latter having automatically been given to their mother. His parents had gotten into an agreement, one that Fabien never found out about - if he had, he might have just chosen to call his mother his home. But that never felt right. Then again, neither did it feel calling his father's mansion home.


 * His father was a criminal, he realized, the moment he got to their too-big house and his father called for a meeting. Fabien was sent to his room, but rather than obeying, found himself wandering. In the end, he found himself back in the living room, where his father was lounging, having wine with some, ah, associates of his. One of them was laying on the floor, a gaping hole in his head, blood pouring out at an uncontrollable speed. Russian roulette gone wrong, he said. He always had an excuse for everything.


 * Fabien never felt comfortable with the life he was living. His father was a murderer, a thief, a liar. He didn't have an ounce of dignity, and Fabien swore he'd never be like him. But then again, the apple never does fall far from the tree, does it? Maybe that's what inspired him to make his own code, with Ambroise and Carlisle, years down the road. Or maybe it was something else entirely - his own gay awakening. But that's a story for later on, seeing as none of it would have happened, if not for his sudden outburst of magic that ended up sending a kitchen knife to one of his father's butlers. Poor Fabien would have been traumatized, if not for his father finally acting like a father, and removing that particular memory with a swift flick of his wand.


 * In its place was just one big black hole. A puzzle he yearned to solve. The fire in him wasn't truly ignited until his first year in Beauxbatons, shortly after being sorted into Bellefeuille. It was during that time that he met two brothers, both of which were quite frankly older than him, not that he ever really minded. First signs of magic were a popular topic for the first couple of days, everyone wanting to learn about one another. But Fabien... he just had one big blank memory. And that intrigued the two older boys. Well, to be more specific, Ambroise Valois. He had a knack for healing, potions and charms, all of which by the end of his first year, had helped him solve his first mystery.


 * Fabien hadn't taken well to discovering that his first magical sign had been killing someone. As much as it was an accident, his hands were still covered in blood. And Ambroise... he felt as if he owed it to him, to explain what it'd been, what he'd done. For someone with such a pretty face and a nice personality, he took it... well, nice enough. It seemed as though a year's worth of friendship and Fabien's young innocence were enough to not scare him off. Ah, simple times those were. But then trouble found Fabien. Again. How lovely.


 * He was just a third year when he drew blood for the second time. A bratty Papillonlisse student two years above him, who'd been provoking him all day long, with homophobic slurs and supremacist comments. Sure, he and Ambroise had shared one kiss - it hadn't been much else. It hadn't meant anything, not enough for Carlisle to find out. He didn't, thank God, but that fifth year student ended up with a knife slitting his throat in the dark forest, his body left to be eaten by wolves. He was smug for a while - relieved, even. And then hit the regret and remorse. He'd killed someone, for Merlin's sake. A student. It was crying, in the showers, with blood oozing out of red marks in his forearms that Carlisle found him.


 * Not adept at healing, and under Fabien's own begs to not find a professor, it was really up to him finding his elder brother and cleaning up the mess he'd made. Simple charms did the trick, but what had been worrisome was the state they'd found him in. It took a little of Ambroise's softness and a lot of Carlisle's own roughness to snap him into reality, and to admit what he'd done. He'd thought he was done for, he'd be thrown into France's most secured wizarding prison, but then it turned out, Carlisle was no better than him. That little dipshit just hadn't thought to mention it to someone who clearly was exhibiting signs of becoming an unstable demented murderer.


 * It was that very night that the three boys made the code. Well to be truthful, it had been Fabien, but he'd dragged the Valois brothers into it. The bro code. No matter what, they'd have each other's backs. It didn't matter what they did or didn't do, they'd have each other's backs. They'd be truthful, they'd be loyal, they'd not hide things from one another. Well, excluding the kiss, but to this day, he swears it didn't mean anything. Neither did he and Ambroise's hook up, during the years after graduating from Beauxbatons. It just didn't. It couldn't.


 * After Ambroise had graduated and left Beauxbatons, Fabien really had no other option but to follow Carlisle and his own lackies around. He'd taken to hanging around Sabrina le Fey, who Fabien admittedly found beautiful. He just never did anything about it. He lived by the code, he'd die by the code. It's just who he was. In the end, he hadn't found ther presence comforting enough, and little by little, he began to withdraw into himself. His killer tendencies were beginning to stir in him again, thirsty to draw more blood, but it wasn't something he couldn't handle. The end of his schooling was very uneventful, as he was for the most part alone.


 * After graduating, Fabien gave in completely into his need to draw blood, even if he felt bad about it afterwards. He was an assassin for hire, after taking some time to train under various people. Josef Brandt, for one. That old man eventually scared the poor lad off, though, and he found himself on a trip around the world, completing missions here and there. Every now and then, he'd return to Europe, dropping in for random visits to Carlisle and Ambroise when he could. It was in one of them that he and Ambroise hooked up, something Fabien had longed for a really long time, but he'd taken an interest in someone else and so it wouldn't have worked. It's fine, Fabien told himself. He could handle it. He wasn't gay, anyways. Couldn't be.


 * After that one fateful hookup, Fabien took to a new way of killing his targets, at least if they were men clearly into other men. He'd lure them in, sleep with them, and then kill them in their sleep, once he'd gotten his ounces of relief. He always felt bad for killing people, though, and always made sure to leave a single rose next t each corpse. Thoughtful, isn't he? That said, his time running around came to an end years later, when Fabien claimed enough had been enough. He had to find Carlisle, find a place to stay at. Even if he couldn't call it home - he doubted he'd ever find a place befitting of it - he did hope he could at least honor his code in a more complete way.


 * The only way to do that... was by joining The Black Parade.

2) Give a description of your character's personality. Personality must be at least one paragraph long. Are you noble or sneaky? Arrogant or humble? (Remember, personality must be at least one paragraph long for the first two characters, two paragraphs long for the third to eighth characters, and three paragraphs long for the ninth to fifteenth!)


 * Let's get one thing straight - Fabien isn't. Growing up as a person who had a thing for killing people, he found it was hard to accept who he was, let alone what he liked to do. He's getting there, he's already come to terms with his label as an assassin, even made a career out of it. That said, there's aspects of him that he's not sure what to do with. His sexual orientation, for one - everyone with (even without) eyes can see he's completely and utterly into men, he's just not accepted it quite yet. He's a gem, the kind of person that shouldn't be involved in shady business, let alone business involving none other than Sabrina le Fey, yet here we are.


 * Despite his knack for killing people, Fabien is an utterly dorky man. He's a believer in the bro code, it's what's likely saved him a couple times over, whether it be from Carlisle for allegedly eying his own prized women, or from literally anyone else. Having had to deal with some tough shit throughout his life, it seems as though him and his morals, his beliefs, are the only constants in his life. It's what led him to Great Britain to begin with, in search of the man that was once his friend, along with his band of misfits.


 * Something Fabien has always longed for is a place to fit in, a place he can call his home. He doubts he'll get that with Carlisle, in this infamous Black Parade, but it definitely beats seeking out their new, rivaling organization and risking being killed for whatever knowledge they think he may have of his friends' whereabouts. He has a code, you see. You live by the code, you die by the code. He's an assassin, it's not like he leads a nice, warm life to begin with, but if he doesn't have his code, then what kind of life is he living? As silly as it may seem, it has grounded him. Carlisle was the for him once, he can be there for him again. It's what he, Ambroise and Fabien agreed to, anyways. Their bro code.


 * Despite his looks and the fact that everything about him screams naive, I can assure you, he's not. He's a smart man, one that you really don't want to cross. Underneath that kind persona that he possesses is a man with wits, a man that's ambitious and cunning and will not hesitate to slit your throat and leave his mark engraves on your small toes, whether he regrets it later or not. He's a man with logic, a man that will not fall to your tricks. He's been in this line of duty for years now, he's not going to let it all be ripped apart by a newcomer.

3) Are you Pure-Blood, Half-Blood or Muggle-Born? Do you have any notable magical relations? (Remember, you cannot be related to important Harry Potter characters!)


 * Pure-Blood

4) Does your character have any special magical abilities? Or special abilities in general (photographic memory, etc.)? Is he or she of a different magical race, such as Veela, Vampire, Werewolf or the like? Part or half of that magical race counts! (Remember, you cannot have one as your first two characters!)


 * Nope

5) What is your character's profession? Does your character plan to enroll your character into the Ministry of Magic? Does your character not work? Is your character a teacher?


 * He's going to join TBP.

6) Describe your character's marital status. Is your character single or married? What is the spouse's name? Any kids?


 * He's single, with no hopes of accepting his gayness. He has, like, one kid, but he doesn't know it.

7) What about your character's appearance? What do they look like? Feel free to write down what they look like! If you're using any FC, you can put a picture here! Please state the character's faceclaim!



His FC is Kit Harington.

OOC Questions

C. These do not affect what house you're sorted to, but everybody must answer them!

1) Is this your first character?


 * A. This is my first character.


 * B. No, this is not my first character.

2) If your answer to the previous question is B, how many characters do you have? How many of them are "exotic" (of a different magical race/have a special ability)?


 * 11/1