FAYETTE, Guenièvre Hélène

[Guenièvre Hélène Fayette]

GUENIÉVRE HÉLÈNE FAYETTE

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I CAN’T HIDE THE MONSTER ANYMORE
ONE CAN, ONLY FEEL DESOLATE FOR SO LONG

FULL NAME: Guenièvre Hélène Fayette
NICKNAMES: Gwen
AGE: 25
SEXUALITY: heterosexual
MEMBER GROUP: citizen
OCCUPATION: Art Professor at the university.

ONE STARTS TO CHANGE INTO
SOMETHING THE MIRROR DOESN’T RECOGNIZE

HAIR: Gwen has long dark hair, it looks black but really it's just a dark chocolate brown with a bit of a golden glow to it when she stands in the direct sunlight. It's long, far down her back, mostly because she likes it and she can twirl it around her finger when she's flirting with someone. She tends to wear it up when she's teaching though, just because it gives her a more professional look.
EYES: blue/green/grey, it really depends on the lighting with this one. Not shocking changes from bright green to bright blue. But it goes from subtle blue/green to grey.
HEIGHT: 5' 4" - funsized.
SCARS: None that matter
TATTOOS: THIS ONE where it is on the picture.
THIS ONE between her shoulderblades.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY BY: Megan Fox

THE DARKNESS HAS BEEN BIDING ITS TIME
TO CLAIM ITS LATEST VICTIM, FRESH MEAT FOR CARNAL DESIRES

LIKES: attention, dancing, music, working out, flirting, being flirted with, smoking, sunsets, sunrises, the sight of a full moon, dogs, men, books, reading, chewing on pen caps, art, painting, drawing, The Louvre, French, cheese, driving, the color red, pillows, big beds, towels, swimming, bathing suits, the sea, the beach, walking through sand barefoot, the smell of fresh rain, high heels, tight jeans, guys' shirts, sleeping in, white sheets, candles, romance novels, salads.

DISLIKES: bicycles, small dogs, shopping, spending too much money, judgment, religions, marriage, relationships, most girls, airplanes, hospitals, beer bottles, her parents hating her, being stuck somewhere, missing her hometown, being inside for too long, too many clothes, lists, doctors, her students not paying attention, her male students paying attention but not to what she's teaching.

FEARS:
- Falling in love
- Airplanes
- Falling in love and then losing that person
- Being raped
- Losing her job
- Never being able to go back to France

SECRETS:
- Ran away from home at 19 to be with her holiday boyfriend in America. When she got there she found out that he already had a girlfriend back home.
- Too afraid to go back home
- Lived in a shelterhome for a year

PERSONALITY:

Cold/Closed off
When people first meet Gwen she can seem a bit cold and closed off towards the rest of the world. She can be flirty and seductive and she knows how to get her way from men and others, but she doesn't really like to let people in. Even her closest friends don't really know what happened, how she ended up in America and where her parents are, why she never sees them anymore. Those are things that she likes to keep to herself. Because she was hurt badly in the past and pretty much left everything behind for a guy only to find out that he was a prick that was only using her for some fun, she doesn't really trust guys anymore and she is very careful when it comes to who she can trust and who she can't.

Confident
The gorgeous brunette is someone that knows what she wants and she isn't afraid to claim it. She also knows that she is quite a beautiful girl and she knows what she's good at and what she's not that good at. Gwen is someone that knows what she wants when it comes to what she wants in life but also when it comes to what she wants in men. She was tricked once already and she doesn't want that to happen again. She has this picture in her head and she would like someone to live up to it. She's not picky, but there are some things that she would just never accept. Gwen isn't insecure, she has doubt as times as everyone else of course, but she sticks to the idea that if her heart believes that it's the right choice then it must be the right choice.

Independent
She firmly believes that she is and always will be complete within herself, mostly because she found out the hard way that most guys can't be trusted. No matter what she wants to be able to take care of everything herself. Also because she's afraid to go back home to ask her parents for help. Which is also why she now has a solid job; because she wants to do everything on her own. Her parents were very much a part of her life and even tried to control it for some part, it made Gwen rebel against everything that they were doing and she just wanted more and more freedom. Her sister wasn't like that but Gwen needed that freedom, that independence. It didn't end that well, but still, she believes that everything happens for a reason. Every now and then her parents still try to help her out but Gwen never accepts their help, nor does she let her friends help. She wants to be able to do everything on her own.

Mature
Gwen went from being just a normal and happy nineteen year old that left her home town and counrty for love, to being alone and having to fix everything for herself. She had to grow up really fast and get her shit together or she was going to find herself dead within a few weeks. This made her grow up within a few days and now she is a very repsonsible person that nearly always thinks before she acts and she tends to think everything through at least three times. She takes responsibility is she feels that she has to and she knows wrong from right better than most.

Sarcastic
Half of the things that come from her mouth should not be taken seriously. She is someone that will have a sarcastic comment to nearly everything that is being said to her. Gwen hates stupid questions or people asking her something that is SO obvious that she doens't even understand why they asked her. She will respond with a very sarcastic comment and most of the time she does it with such a serious face that people don't even notice that she is in fact making fun of them in a very cruel way. This is actually quite amusing to her and her sarcasm is also her defense mechanism. Whenever something gets too serious she will use it to get away from the topic. For example, when the topic moves onto something that she's just not comforable with.

Seductive
Little miss Fayette knows her body well and knows exactly how to use it to get what she wants. Gwen knows that when she tilts her body in a certain way, rests her arms underneath her chest, leans over something, she will get exactly what she wants. If that doesn't work she can always purse her lips, flip her hair or resort to a gentle and innocent kind of touching. It's all part of the amazing flirt that she is and that she loves to be. Gwen knows how to twirl men around her little finger and she is yet to meet one that doesn't want her as badly as she wants him to want her. The great part about seducing someone is that she can pull away and walk away while the man is left to stare at her as she walks away with a little extra swing in her hips.

TO BECOME WHAT I BECOME
I VIEWED THE SUN FOR THE VERY LAST TIME

MOTHER: Gwendolynn Fayette, 55
FATHER: Gaspard Fayette, 58
SIBLINGS: Jacqueline Fayette, 21
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: none
ORIGIN: Lyon, France
HISTORY:

The gorgeous brunette was born in Lyon, France and her childhood was pretty calm and quiet and nothing much ever really happened to the girl. She was born during a very hot summer and the labour was rough on her mother, and for a while it was a bit touch and go if the baby was even going to make it out on her own. But the little girl came into the world screaming her lungs out to let everyone know that she was fine. Her parents named her Guiniévre Hélène Fayette and took her home from the hospital about a week after she was born. The first few years of her life went much like all infant lives went, she grew up faster than her parents wanted her to and she was also a lot more curious than her parents wanted her to do. She got a little sister when she was four years old and her parents named her Jacqueline. The differences between the two girls were obvious right from the start. Jacq was a lot calmer and a lot quieter than Gwen had been when she was younger. But Jacq was still a baby and her parents didn't look into it that much, they were prepared for another little challenge much like Gwen had been. But as the two girls grew up the difference remained the same. Jacq was always calm and quiet and kept to herself, where Gwen was always curious about everything and she was always asking things about everything, wanting to touch everything. Her parents had their hands full with her.

When Gwen was ten years old her family moved to Paris and for her that was the best thing that had ever happened to her. There was so much culture there and art and everything. Gwen fell in love with it all. From a very young age she had been in love with art and she loves learning about it, finding the differences in styles and ages and ways that it was painting or drawn or just in generally made. The Louvre very quickly became her favourite place in the entire world and she spend as much time as she could there and she just wanted to learn everything that there was to know about everything that was there.

By the time that she was sixteen she got a job at The Louvre and they let her do some tours around the place. High school was easy enough for her and when she was eighteen she met someone on one of the tours. Patrick was a boy from America that was there during Spring Break, out of nowhere he decided to take a tour of the louvre and he met Gwen there. They had a few weeks of romance and then he had to leave again. They wrote for a few months and then the boy came back for the summer. Gwen's parents objected but she said that they had nothing to do with it. She had graduated high school and she was nineteen years old now so they had nothing to say about what she could or couldn’t do. At the end of the summer he told her that he loved her and Gwen believed him. In fact she believed him so much, that she ran away from home to be with him in America.

She traveled to New Orleans, leaving everything behind after a huge fight with her parents and she was convinced that she would find Patrick and that they would live happily ever after. But when she found Patrick she found out that he already had a girlfriend back home and that she was just something for the summer, that he didn't love her, he had just said it because it was a fitting way to leave it all behind. Gwen was heartbroken and much too afraid to go home at this point. For a few months, close to a year, she lived in a shelter home and she had no idea what to do. She had to grow up really fast and finally she just snapped out of it and took control of her own life again.

There were a few things that she needed to do and her first stop was to the University. There she managed to talk them into giving her a job and letting her pay for her education that way. It took her a lot of effort but she managed to get through it and she graduated when she was 23 earlier than most. Her art professor had always spoken very highly of her and often claimed that she knew more than he did and he wanted her to have a job there with him. For the first year she was just his assitant and did what he wanted her to do, up to a certain point of course. But when she was 25 they offered her a job and she is an art professor now just the freshman because they want to see if she can really handle the job, seeing as she is still very young.

WILL YOU STILL HOLD ME
WHEN YOU SEE WHAT I HAVE DONE

ALIAS: Jezebellz
AGE: 19
EXPERIENCE: 2.5 years or so
SAMPLE:

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Being wicked was a talent that she was very proud of and something that she had a lot of experience in being. Her parents were always so against it, in their eyes being wicked was a bad thing and it was something that had to be stopped. It was why they kept forcing her to go to church, why they wanted that father to turn her back into a good little girl. It was why they always made her sit with her sister as if she was just going to magically turn into a copy of that girl. Devi hated her sister, there was no way that she would ever turn into that disgusting excuse for a woman. She might make a man happy, but Devi would make several ecstatic. It was actually quite surprising to the gorgeous brunette that they hadn’t sent her to a convent when she was younger to try and beat the wickedness out of her somehow. Of course she was glad that they didn’t, but still, they were so against her being anything other than a perfect little catholic girl that she didn’t understand why they hadn’t been worse. Maybe they thought that God would come to her at some point and show her to light. Really, Devi believed in a different kind of God. There was a religion that thought that the way to enlightenment was through a woman’s body, if one believed that then Devi was actually quite the messenger from God leading men towards the light and pure paradise. There had to be a reason why her last name was Eden; she was a place of pleasure and paradise and she thought that it was quite the sin to waste such an amazing thing. It might have been arrogant but Devi saw herself as a gift to mankind, and many agreed with her.

This cowboy was just making her more and more curious as to just how good he was. The satisfaction guaranteed comment made her smirk widely and she raised one of her eyebrows slightly as she thought about it. Devi had been with a lot of guys and she never expected the be the first, only or last with any of the guys that she was with. When she was younger, in high school, she actually took pride in being a boy’s first. But then as she grew older, more experienced and started to want a lot more from sex she learned that virgins were not the way to go. Actually, a long list of previous lovers was a plus in her eyes because it meant that at least the guy knew what he was doing. From the looks and the talks that this guy was throwing at her, that combined with the things that she had already experienced from the much too brief moment between them; she could decide that this one knew what he was doing.

Devi laced her fingers through his, pressing her body gently against his side. When he shifted her body against her hand in his back pocket she smirked, moving her hand slightly and digging her long fingernails gently into his jeans. For now, with the thick fabric of the jeans, he wouldn’t be able to feel them, but once she got him naked she would be sure to mark him with her nails at one point or another. She leaned against him and rested her head on his shoulder, a soft hum sounding as she relaxed into her position so closely against him. It was strange, but she enjoyed this, she enjoyed standing this close to him and having their hands laced together, one of her hands dug deep into his back pocket. She had heard people say once that the spaces between their fingers were made so that someone else could fill them again and to her that was complete and utter non sense. But as she looked down at their joined hands for a moment she noticed how much she liked it. Strange, really strange, that Devi was enjoying just standing close to him without even doing anything.

Once the cowboy stood up she kept her hand where it was, looking up at him as he stood close to her because of the way that she had been pressed against his side. Devi’s already quite wide eyes grew a bit bigger when she felt his hand against her backside and it made a soft moan escaped from between her bright red lips. Her mouth curled into a smile as she looked up at him, her eyes fluttering closed for a second as his lips pressed against hers. “You better,” she told him, smirking as he told her that he would be right back and moved away from her. She lifted her hand to her face and ran her thumb over her lip, running her tongue over her upper lip and still tasting him there. For that short moment she thought of those swoony couples that kissed right before leaving each other even if it was just for a few minutes. But she didn’t linger on that and she just turned to lean against her car, tilting her head as she watched the cowboy walk away again. “Good work, baby,” she muttered, patting her car with her hand and smirking slightly. Her car had never before picked a better spot and time to break down. She talked to her car often actually, but she really needed to get the vehicle something good to think her for this one. If her dear sweet car hadn’t broken down then she would have never met this delicious cowboy, that would have been one hell of a waste.

Cowboy was back just as fast as she had promised and she leaned both her hands onto the car, leaning over a bit and tilting her head as she watched him fixing something, she had no clue what he was doing, but if it worked than she was going to be more than happy. Devi stood up straight again and licked her lips as she looked up at him. Without saying anything she moved around him and walked towards the driver’s seat, slowly getting into the car and turning the key in ignition, smiling as her car roared itself back to life. Devi got up from the seat and rested her arm on the top of her car, “You always this good with your hands, cowboy?”

tagged; hot cowboy, dallas
wearing; this smoking outfit
the ride; <3
location; just outside of new orleans
word count; 1.078
notes; x]]]] i love these too, have i told you that already

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