TROUILLEFOU, COLIN ANDREI

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COLIN ANDREI TROUILLEFOU

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EIGHTEEN. SENIOR. DELICAIE. ASH STYMEST. CLOPIN.
Gather around, everyone. There's "good noose" tonight! It's a double-header. A couple of Frollo's spies.

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NAME: Colin Andrei Trouillefou
NICKNAME: CAT, Andi, but he mostly goes by Colin.
AGE: Eighteen supposedly.
DATE OF BIRTH: Who knows, the one he picked out was April Fools, because it’s everyone’s trick.
STATUS/INTERESTED IN: single and bisexual.

EYES: Bright blue.
HAIR: Originally dark brown, but he’s dyed it black and he’s keeps it shaggy and kept in an “emo” style.
STYLE: Emo is generally what people describe it as. But Colin just keeps it with what he likes. And he likes black clothing and whatever feels comfortable to him.
BODY TYPE: He’s pretty tall, about 6’1 and a half. And he’s pretty skinny too, about 150 pounds. People call him anorexic, but he just doesn’t eat much.
UNIQUE FEATURES: Colin has tattoos going up and down both his arms and one on his right shin. His ears have gages in them too. And his hair is dyed black. And his nails occasionally are painted black.

DISNEY SPIRIT: Clopin Trouillefou from the Hunchback of Notre Dame
LIKES:

• Smoking
  
• Skateboarding
  
• Doing his own thing
  
• Pick pocketing
  
• Lollipops
  
• Marionette dolls… just don’t tell…
  
• Judging people
  
• Being in charge
  
• Protecting his people (family, friends, etc…)
  
• Coffee
  
• Apples
  
• The color blue
  
• Kids
  
• Manga
  
• Entertaining people
  
• Magic

DISLIKES:

• Being told what to do
  
• Being challenged by authority
  
• People calling him a fag
  
• Tomatoes
  
• Onions
  
• People judging him
  
• People hurting his people
  
• Sweet things, other than lollipops of course
  
• Bright colors
  
• Religion
  
• People who hurt kids on purpose
  
• People who do horrible things and get away with either a warning or a minimal punishment
  
• Jocks
  
• Being told he’s wrong

SECRETS:

• He grew up as a street orphan in Paris
  
• Likes to practice magic tricks when by himself or around small children.

FEARS:

• Finding his parents
  
• Suffocation

GOALS: Too become rich and do whatever he likes just to show his “foster parents” that he isn’t worthless
PERSONALITY: First off, Colin isn’t goth. He just hates a majority of people and prefers to wear black clothing. Colin is just a person with a slightly above average amount of hate in his system. He is justified with his hate, having seen the darker side of the world, but he still has some happiness in him, reserved for his friends and the young children he cares about.

Despite being so hateful, Colin is a slight optimist, believing that people can overcome their hardships. The only thing people can’t overcome is their own death, and even than that seems like a better alternative to some people’s lives. Miracles happen daily, look at him for instance.

Colin is also somewhat of a sadist, he enjoys seeing those who deserve it suffer. They got what they deserved, whatever they do wrong should also happen to them. Raped someone? Get raped. Steal? Get robbed. Murder? Die. Prison is too good for criminals, karma is better.

Secretly, Colin is a big fan of the stage and being the center of attention. Not being overlooked and forgotten, having the focus on him, it’s empowering. He also likes to give little performances to children, just to make them happier, he wants children to have a happier childhood than he and the other urchins had. If putting on a small show puts a smile on their face, Colin will keep with it until every child is smiling and laughing. He likes to use puppetry to make it happen too.

Colin considers himself a loner most of the time, not wanting to put up with people. He’s spent all his life alone, and high school shouldn’t be any different.

MOTHER: Unknown
FATHER: Unknown
SIBLINGS: Random street children Colin took care of.
OTHERS: If you can call Antoinette and Louis Trouillefou his family. They were his “foster parents”
HOMETOWN: Paris, France
BRIEF HISTORY: Two young lovers torn from each other by social differences only had one night together before the male was sent to Japan to work in his fathers business. That night they conceived what could have been a darling baby boy that would have his father‘s looks and his mother‘s optimism and loving nature.

But fate had other plans. Once the young mother‘s parent‘s discovered that she was pregnant, they were furious. They wanted her to terminate the pregnancy, saying it was an abomination for a girl so young to have a child. But the young mother refused, loving her unborn child with all her heart. Her parents tirelessly tried to get her to get rid of the child, until one day their daughter snapped and yelled in anger at her parents. The sudden passion behind the argument triggered an early pregnancy, though the young daughter was scared it might be a miscarriage.

In the hospital, the young mother was soon unconscious due to pain, and a baby boy about as large as a grapefruit was born. The girl‘s parents quickly forged documents to put the child up for adoption. As far as they were concerned, the child was dead.

The young mother commit suicide once discovering that her son had died as well. Her love was gone. Her child, the child she had created with her love, was dead. She should be dead. She hung herself in the hospital the very night she was told.

The tiny child was never adopted, for once he‘d been well enough for his lungs to fully develop, his cried and cried and refused to shut up. Once he was of age to be sent to an orphanage, he was gone. He was given the name Colin, by the Irish matron who ran the Parisian Orphanage. Colin didn‘t like his time in the Orphanage, and at the age of eight, ran away. The Orphanage had been cruel too him, shoving him into a crowded room with too many kids and no bed for himself once he turned four, food that left him hungry at night, a Matron that was too quick to blame and way too quick to punish. So he ran away, thinking the streets of Paris were better than this.

They were, slightly. Colin learned to steal from an early age, getting food from the market and blankets and clothes from the stores. He spent a majority of his time watching street performers, and pick pocketing from the rich people who watched for their own amusement.

When Colin was ten years old, he discovered the marvels of marionette puppets. They captured his attention the moment Colin set his eyes upon them. He wanted them. He would steal them. The show was being performed by an old gypsy man, and he had an entire caravan filled with marionettes. Colin snuck to it during one of the man‘s show, thinking he wouldn‘t miss any since he had so many.

He was going to steal a little jester puppet when suddenly a small hand reached out and grabbed his wrist tightly. Someone had been guarding the caravan. It was another boy, blonde and about his age. The two boys tussled, fighting in the caravan until the both rolled out, knocking over the gypsy man‘s puppet theatre.

The gypsy man soon broke up the fight, pulling Colin off of the blonde boy. The boy yelled that Colin was a thief, and that he had been trying to steal a puppet. Well, Colin was going to take being accused at, even if it was true. He disagreed with the boy, yelling that he‘d only been looking. The man stayed silent, and finally told the boy that the little street boy had only been curious, and that they would both give him a tour after the man had finished his show. The boy wasn‘t too enthused about this, but it was indeed so and after the man had set his show back up and finished it the man took both boys back to the Caravan, and showed Colin his puppets.

Colin was so fascinated, the intricacy of the puppets. He just had to touch them. When he did, the puppet man pulled them back, acting like he was putting them away. He studied Colin, before telling him he looked Romani. Colin hadn’t known what Romani was, so he only shrugged. The man explained, Romani, out of Romania, were generally known to the public as Gypsies. Upon learning of his blood, Colin embraced his knew Gypsy lineage. The gypsy man allowed Colin to stay with him, calling him Andrei, which was Romanian for Warrior. He taught Colin about Puppetry, teaching him how to make them and work them. This did not go over with the blonde boy. The two fought all the time, and when Colin had enough of it, he took off. He ran away, taking the one puppet he‘d successfully made and the original one he‘d wanted, the jester. He ran away. Colin Andrei was eleven years old.

The next two years were spent in alleys, away from the Gypsy man‘s circuit. He met other young children there, ones who didn‘t know how to take care of themselves. Colin Andrei saw them as little versions of himself when he first got out on the streets, though he‘d learned quickly. They obviously were not. Colin Andrei took them under his wing, protecting them, keeping the police from taking them back to orphanages, and teaching them how to thieve. He gave them opportunities to steal while he put on puppet shows in a small market.

They lived well enough, in the catacombs beneath the city. No one wanted to go to the part they lived in. Colin Andrei was their ‘King‘ and they were his Gypsy Court, though they were mostly Parisian children. He loved his people, and would do anything to keep them out of the orphanages or homes they were so terrified of.

He was so protective of them, he even gave himself over to a couple who found their hide out. He left a young boy in charge, the next oldest, and left with them. They only called him Colin, adding on a last name to it. Colin never had a last name before, and he didn‘t like this one, Trouillefou. They had threatened to send every child to the orphanage if Colin didn‘t give them one child to call their own. Colin had could see they were horrible desperate people, so he volunteered to go, and for the next year he was abused.

He wasn‘t physically abused, his foster “parents“ were high class people and their family went out to a lot of places. But they emotionally abused him, calling him worthless, forcing him to do the household chores. They‘d only wanted one of the children to make them look like a nice family in society, and to look like charitable people for adopting a poor street urchin. They wanted him to do housework, and that‘s what they forced him to do.

Colin had many thoughts of killing the couple, just to be rid of them and to return to the catacombs. But the couple always told them that if they died, they lift a will, telling exactly where the children were hiding.

So Colin stayed, and he couldn‘t run away to tell them to find a new place, because the couple locked him in his room. Colin hated them so much, hating them, hating all adults and figures of authority and just anyone who forced him to do anything.

He hated his life so much, he contemplated killing himself, because even death could beat this life. Then the letter came. Two letters in fact. One addressed to Louis and Antoinette, his “parents“, and one addressed to him. It claimed that he had been accepted to some boarding school in Ireland. He didn‘t know what the letter to Louis and Antoinette said, but it was enough for them to let him be sent off, away from them. For the next three years, he spent his life at J. Cricket as a loner, barely passing and spending a majority of his time in detention or the principles office. During the summers, he was sent home, though he was still forced to clean and go out into society with them, he was no longer locked up at night, and he went out to visit his friends.

He did tell them to move, just in case, and they did. But he didn‘t kill Louis and Antoinette yet, he‘d wait until after he graduated and could rejoin his people. A slightly educated man would be a better leader than an uneducated boy on the run. But he would kill those people for all the things they had done.[/blockquote]

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