Auben Douay

[Auben Douay]

;; fundamentals


full name;; Sadao Okita.
nickname;; Auben Douay.
birthday;; March 6th.
age;; Twenty-one.
sexual orientation;; Heterosexual.
job;; Patron.
class;; Upper Class.
Canon;; No.

;; appearance

general;; Auben takes pride in dressing rich one day, then dirt poor the next. He enjoys mixing things up a bit, which often causes others confusion. But either way, he knows whatever he decides to wear he will look good wearing it. He has onyx, almond-shaped eyes and pale skin that's very distinguished from his raven colored hair. His face is natrually sharp and feminine-looking, which most women find appealing.

He's handsome, but has a little spark that's unique compared to the normal French man. His body is mostly muscle, yet he still remains very agile. He would have no problems if someone asked him to take off his shirt. For some reason, his lip is pierced and he has some tattoos on his back and arms.

favorite;; His eyes, they lure a woman in faster than a rat with cheese.
hate;; Auben is very confident about his appearance, however he dislikes the occasional infection that comes with his lip ring.
heritage;; Japanese.
ethnicity;; Asian.

;; personality

general;; He's intelligent and has style, but is an overall bad person to be around. Although smarter than most, if one gets to know him Auben is extremely proud of his looks. He's annoyingly aloof and indecisive, not to mention childish. He's not the type to brood over anything, and although he acts like he doesn't care he most likely does. Yet he hides those flaws easily by masking them with flirtatious behavior.

He prides himself on acting like the 'dream prince' for young ladies everywhere. But he's incredibly possessive of the ones he loves, and has a natural charm that lures women and men alike. Auben also has a knack for lying. Many call him a "ladies' man", and he's not one to deny it.

hobbies;;
Sleeping... with women.
Flirting with women.
Horseback riding.
Reading novels.

dislikes;;
Women who like him for his money.
People who think he's annoying.
His family.
Large crowds.
Stupid people.
Fights.
Grovelers.

likes;;
Operas.
Women who can sing.
Formal wear.
Horses.
Talking to people.
Sweet foods.
His male buddies.

Fears;;
Being crippled.
Rejection.
Being overcome with stress.
The true faces of society.
Being used.


Secrets;;
He's a terrible singer, but an excellent dancer.
He's supposed to be looking for a fiance. Yeah, right...
He wants to become a conductor.

;; origins

general;; Not much is known about Auben, aside from what he has told the public. Apparently Sadao Okita was kidnapped from Asia as a child (real home country unknown for the time being), and transported to Europe where he joined something similar to a "freak circus". Most would ask why, to which Auben would gesture to the pin that went straight through his lip and the several Chinese and Japanese tattoos along his arms and back.

It was purely the freak circus' doing, and Auben didn't enjoy it in the least. Although it was neat as he could add decorations to it later, it bent every tradition out there and made him a social outcast. Not to mention the numerous infections he received from the piercing and tattoos at first. But it only got better once he finally reached rock bottom. Auben took several jobs, eventually getting a permanent one acting as an elderly, rich couple's son.

It didn't take long for them to become a real family since he had learned English and French pretty quickly. However, other than the rich couple's family absolutely hated Auben. And it became justified when he turned nineteen. To be exact, the elderly man and woman were both seventy when they adopted him. On the old man's deathbed, he named Auben as the sole heir - which sent the family into a frenzy since the old man was filthy rich and the owner of several different companies.

Troubled by his family's lack of kindness, Auben took a short vacation as he traveled all around Europe in hopes to find a new place to settle down and leave that damned family behind - stopping momentarily to visit the Opera Populaire. Could this be it?

parents;; Marie Douay (mother), and James Douay (father/deceased).
siblings;; None.
other;; A teenage boy he considers his brother, his name is Claude.

;; roleplaying

sample;;

The petite, young nun called Brigitte was having a terrible time that morning. She was the one most commonly called on to tend to the children (those eighteen and under). Usually it was an energetic, but quiet playtime for the kids in the back room while the adults were elsewhere in service. That was usually the situation. But things were never what they seemed when Alaina was there. Upset her aunt merely dropped her off to go back to work at the Moulin Rouge while her uncle continued his self destructive binge-drinking at home, she had to do something...

"I think I know why you're having such a hard time, Mademoiselle Brigitte," the bright girl explained after seeing the nun couldn't keep up with the kids, hoping she would comprehend. "I believe it's because you're old."

Pure rage resonated from the cathedral, many outside wondering what the cause of it was. Brigitte was only twenty-seven, for god's sake! Within a mere second, a dark bruise appeared on Alaina's left cheek. The woman had slapped her. It was nothing new, but she was truly confused as to what set the older lady off. She paused to backtrack, finally realizing her mistake. "I'm sorry, that must've come out wrong. What I meant was, you're aging!"

Another hit, this time on the other cheek. The other kids were stunned, as was she (although for the wrong reason).

"I said that wrong again?" she asked, blowing upward so her bangs rose. Perhaps she had to put it into simpler terms? "Hmm... You are maturing, Mademoiselle. Because of this, your actions are taken as or could be slower and unreasonable compared to those more youthful than you. Going to a doctor may solve this ailment-"

Around the sixth slap, Alaina finally understood some topics were best left unspoken. The other children backed away from her and the nun, frightened by the woman's seething anger and the marks on the girl's face. She shrugged, patting her cheeks to see if they were alright for now before checking her filthy clothes for tears. While doing so, her hand accidentally touched another person. She looked up with a small smile, "Hey there."

;; behind the character

name;; Skye
years roleplaying;; A few.
location;; In a tree.
How You found Us;; I've been here.