Post by Marinette Lévesque on Apr 27, 2016 12:20:44 GMT
NAME: Marinette Andromaque Lévesque
[PTabbedContent][PTab=APPEARANCE]
A woman of French and Haitian descent (there’s Indian and Italian somewhere in there too but who’s counting?), taller than average at 5’10’’ (and a half!), with dark skin and bright eyes Marinette is the poster child for the term ‘exotic’ and she often plays it to her advantage. Her hair is a dark brown that falls just below her chest and is styled to be rather straight, although she will occasionally let it go wavy from time to time as a fashion choice rather than out of laziness and her bangs vary in length with one piece of hair falling to the bridge of her nose. For practicality it’s up when out and about as it tends to get in the way, but vanity dictates that she doesn't cut it. Her blue-grey eyes are often obscured by a set of sunglasses, making it hard to tell what she’s really thinking or if she’s really lying unless she takes them off. Without her sunglasses though she seems to have a somewhat bored yet piercing gaze, very much like her father’s (a magnificent bastard/chessmaster who looked the part), but when feeling some sort of genuine positive feeling her expression tends to soften, almost giving her an entirely different demeanour.
She carries herself in a stereotypically masculine way, despite her feminine appearance, a side effect of being raised by a constantly travelling father and a ‘roughing it’ sort of upbringing. It’s a pretty stark contrast to her dad who was always rather stylish and suave in the way only a Frenchman can be even when chilling in the amazon though.
As for her clothing choices she isn’t picky, she often wears a pair of sturdy boots for practicality but having grown up in the tropics with a business that overcharged has made her a fan of both the stylishly expensive and the clothes made for warm weather. As such her wardrobe is full of shorts, light dresses and jackets. You know, the sort of clothes one shouldn’t wear in Russia. She wears three rings on her wedding finger, the wedding rings of the voodoo loa of love, Erzulie while not technically a part of her body in a sense they've been there since she was born and she can't take them off, at least not until she has a daughter of her own.
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[PTab=PERSONALITY]
You only live once, a magus’ life is spent working so what’s the point in living your life without trying everything? You might regret it later but at least you did it. Having grown up constantly travelling with no real destination with her freelancer father, Marinette, better known as Andy to everyone who hasn’t read her papers and Marionette to anyone who wants to be annoying always made the best of her situations to have a damn good time. Which may have gotten her into trouble with a few people (and their parents) but who cares? Damn the consequences, she definitely didn’t, still doesn’t.
Perhaps that’s one of her defining traits, the fact that she doesn’t really appear to care about much. She’s blunt, and so she doesn’t seem to care for the feelings of others, she’s willing to take what she can get and so she doesn’t seem to be grateful for anything and she seems pretty distant from a distance. She’s not the type to do something unless there’s something in it for her, leading to situations where she does a favour for a favour and has contacts who ‘owe’ her or her father for various jobs.
That’s not to say she isn’t friendly, if someone is at least somewhat cordial to her she’ll be rather friendly back, although her way of showing that she likes someone takes a bit of getting used to. In fact, if anything she's a little bit too friendly and quite the flirt (her type is anyone who can be interesting for a night, her affections on the other hand tend to be fleeting and she spent her life moving from person to person). She’s jovial, but one may notice that she tends to keep a wall between herself and other people, a wall she pretends doesn’t exist via banter, joking and insulting nicknames. Her mannerisms are stereotypically masculine, as is the way she speaks (although her voice is pretty damn feminine, with a strange Frenchy-Caribbean accent that is very difficult to place), with a hint of lethargy. She seems cool, calm and overly relaxed to some even as the world’s ending.
Andy has her moments of being soft, comforting and kind, but they’re short lived and only something she shows to ‘decent’ people. What counts as ‘decent’ changes depending on the person, but that’s the biggest compliment someone will probably ever get from her. She tends to respect people with the sense of drive, loyalty and passion that she ultimately lacks because they’re ‘decent’ people while also realizing that she can’t be like them and wouldn’t ever attempt to. Doesn’t mean they can’t get along though, she’s all for that.
She prides herself on being dependable and reliable, if she makes promises she won’t break them (if they’re explicitly promises at least), if she’s sworn to do something then she’ll do it. Customer satisfaction is her main priority and she’d hate to blacken her reputation. However one should also note that this is usually due to either very good pay or the promise of a favour and once business is done, she’s not above double crossing someone. But that’s only afterwards, never before or during. She’s a professional and professionals have standards.
That’s not to say she can never be serious, in fact it’s quite scary to see just how quickly Andy can turn from the easy going carpe diem type to a woman on a mission, it’s then one will realize her relaxed demeanour is because she’s level headed rather than baselessly careless and that almost everything she does is calculated to an extent. A favour for a favour comes in handy later on, particularly with some of her clients and it’s a dog eat dog world out there, why bother with other people? While nowhere near as manipulative as her father, Marinette is far more savvy than people might believe. May or may not be in a bad mood because Russian weather is bad and Russia should feel bad for having it.
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[PTab=HISTORY]
The Levesque family is an old-ish family with notable classical influences, using the idea of creating the antithesis of something in order to counter it as the basis of their magecraft and their way of trying to reach Akasha, founded by a priest who couldn’t quite stick to his vows. A tradition in the family is to give the heir a name from classical mythology, the source of the middle name Andromaque for Marinette and her father’s name Hercule. The family resided in Marseilles, France until four generations ago when Achille Levesque was chased out by a rival family after destroying a rather important magical artifact of theirs (in his defense they were absolutely terrible people anyway).
This incident started the Levesque family’s nomadic lifestyle, in order to keep their magecraft and the capabilities of the next generation they tended to marry into families whose land they were occupying, as such Estelle’s great grandmother is Italian and her grandfather is Indian and her family’s collection of strange mystical artifacts is a little bit too big to count, the spells in their crest also seem a little too varied or haphazard because of this. Incidentally due to their habit of marrying into local families (and usually wrecking them in the process) they have a reputation, a Levesque in your territory isn't usually seen as a good thing if you've not hired them.
Her father, Hercule, met her mother Antoinette during his travels in the Americas on a job to nullify and destroy something for the church, something that belonged to Antoinette’s mother. For reasons Marinette can only describe as ‘strange, convoluted and a little bit scary’ her parents got married and had her, the sort of not really continuation of her mother’s matriarchal lineage, a child born with the family’s Noble Phantasm tier mystic code on her wedding finger like every other woman of her mother’s family before her.
Marinette grew up the same way every person in her family after Achille grew up, taking jobs for the highest bidder, ruining one person’s magical construct before it got too dangerous or just to spite them or destroying things that were slowly gaining power due to age. Inconveniences, the things that just didn’t need to be there. She spent a majority of her time on the mainland, particularly Brazil and the Amazon, where she learned capoeira and the confusing language that is Portuguese. Unfortunately when she moved to the next country over and realized they spoke Spanish she had to learn a new language all over again. And then the jobs in Guarani speaking places happened. Needless to say her life was more or less spent constantly travelling with her father.
As a result of her multicultural upbringing her own beliefs are less like the Catholic ones of her forefathers and much more akin to the syncretic, with a focus on Haitian Voodoo. She accompanied her father on the job until she was old enough to start them herself, using her mother’s family’s rings to power her way through jobs, make contacts, hell she even killed a dude. With her new found freedom she found herself more or less living for the day, taking lovers and leaving them, making friends and dropping them when she moved and buying a lot of nice things. Perhaps she went a little bit overboard but she was having fun, and she was hurting people but those people didn’t matter to her. Carpe Diem, live for the day and all that. Besides, she couldn’t dream of really making connections with the people who weren’t going to help against the dwindling circuits problem that was surely going to happen in the next few generations. And settling down in your twenties seems like torture anyway.
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[PTab=MAGECRAFT]
The Levesque family is descended from a classically trained priest who nullified thaumaturgy by studying the process in depth and creating a counter to it. Obviously said priest wasn't morally scrupulous but hey, these things can be forgiven if they lead to magi families, right?! However this is a slow process in battle and is best used for nullifying mystic codes and magical constructs, although it can be used for spells while they're in effect. Through her mother's God Carrier bloodline as a female descendant of the family she has access to Erzulie's three wedding rings having been born wearing them as every woman in her family has been. They represent the three husbands of the loa, Damballa (the loa of creation), Agwe (the loa who rules over the sea) and Ogoun (the blacksmith/warrior loa). Due to the fact that she's not properly trained in her mother's magecraft the rings, that would usually count as a Noble Phantasm instead act as a mystic code with a set of three limited effects. In a way it's considered an open/spiritual marriage of some sort to the three, but hey, it's better than sex magic. She's also very, very good at caopeira.
Put which spells your Formal Wear is letting you use, here
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APPEARANCE
A woman of French and Haitian descent (there’s Indian and Italian somewhere in there too but who’s counting?), taller than average at 5’10’’ (and a half!), with dark skin and bright eyes Marinette is the poster child for the term ‘exotic’ and she often plays it to her advantage. Her hair is a dark brown that falls just below her chest and is styled to be rather straight, although she will occasionally let it go wavy from time to time as a fashion choice rather than out of laziness and her bangs vary in length with one piece of hair falling to the bridge of her nose. For practicality it’s up when out and about as it tends to get in the way, but vanity dictates that she doesn't cut it. Her blue-grey eyes are often obscured by a set of sunglasses, making it hard to tell what she’s really thinking or if she’s really lying unless she takes them off. Without her sunglasses though she seems to have a somewhat bored yet piercing gaze, very much like her father’s (a magnificent bastard/chessmaster who looked the part), but when feeling some sort of genuine positive feeling her expression tends to soften, almost giving her an entirely different demeanour.
She carries herself in a stereotypically masculine way, despite her feminine appearance, a side effect of being raised by a constantly travelling father and a ‘roughing it’ sort of upbringing. It’s a pretty stark contrast to her dad who was always rather stylish and suave in the way only a Frenchman can be even when chilling in the amazon though.
As for her clothing choices she isn’t picky, she often wears a pair of sturdy boots for practicality but having grown up in the tropics with a business that overcharged has made her a fan of both the stylishly expensive and the clothes made for warm weather. As such her wardrobe is full of shorts, light dresses and jackets. You know, the sort of clothes one shouldn’t wear in Russia. She wears three rings on her wedding finger, the wedding rings of the voodoo loa of love, Erzulie while not technically a part of her body in a sense they've been there since she was born and she can't take them off, at least not until she has a daughter of her own.
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[PTab=PERSONALITY]
PERSONALITY
You only live once, a magus’ life is spent working so what’s the point in living your life without trying everything? You might regret it later but at least you did it. Having grown up constantly travelling with no real destination with her freelancer father, Marinette, better known as Andy to everyone who hasn’t read her papers and Marionette to anyone who wants to be annoying always made the best of her situations to have a damn good time. Which may have gotten her into trouble with a few people (and their parents) but who cares? Damn the consequences, she definitely didn’t, still doesn’t.
Perhaps that’s one of her defining traits, the fact that she doesn’t really appear to care about much. She’s blunt, and so she doesn’t seem to care for the feelings of others, she’s willing to take what she can get and so she doesn’t seem to be grateful for anything and she seems pretty distant from a distance. She’s not the type to do something unless there’s something in it for her, leading to situations where she does a favour for a favour and has contacts who ‘owe’ her or her father for various jobs.
That’s not to say she isn’t friendly, if someone is at least somewhat cordial to her she’ll be rather friendly back, although her way of showing that she likes someone takes a bit of getting used to. In fact, if anything she's a little bit too friendly and quite the flirt (her type is anyone who can be interesting for a night, her affections on the other hand tend to be fleeting and she spent her life moving from person to person). She’s jovial, but one may notice that she tends to keep a wall between herself and other people, a wall she pretends doesn’t exist via banter, joking and insulting nicknames. Her mannerisms are stereotypically masculine, as is the way she speaks (although her voice is pretty damn feminine, with a strange Frenchy-Caribbean accent that is very difficult to place), with a hint of lethargy. She seems cool, calm and overly relaxed to some even as the world’s ending.
Andy has her moments of being soft, comforting and kind, but they’re short lived and only something she shows to ‘decent’ people. What counts as ‘decent’ changes depending on the person, but that’s the biggest compliment someone will probably ever get from her. She tends to respect people with the sense of drive, loyalty and passion that she ultimately lacks because they’re ‘decent’ people while also realizing that she can’t be like them and wouldn’t ever attempt to. Doesn’t mean they can’t get along though, she’s all for that.
She prides herself on being dependable and reliable, if she makes promises she won’t break them (if they’re explicitly promises at least), if she’s sworn to do something then she’ll do it. Customer satisfaction is her main priority and she’d hate to blacken her reputation. However one should also note that this is usually due to either very good pay or the promise of a favour and once business is done, she’s not above double crossing someone. But that’s only afterwards, never before or during. She’s a professional and professionals have standards.
That’s not to say she can never be serious, in fact it’s quite scary to see just how quickly Andy can turn from the easy going carpe diem type to a woman on a mission, it’s then one will realize her relaxed demeanour is because she’s level headed rather than baselessly careless and that almost everything she does is calculated to an extent. A favour for a favour comes in handy later on, particularly with some of her clients and it’s a dog eat dog world out there, why bother with other people? While nowhere near as manipulative as her father, Marinette is far more savvy than people might believe. May or may not be in a bad mood because Russian weather is bad and Russia should feel bad for having it.
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[PTab=HISTORY]
HISTORY
The Levesque family is an old-ish family with notable classical influences, using the idea of creating the antithesis of something in order to counter it as the basis of their magecraft and their way of trying to reach Akasha, founded by a priest who couldn’t quite stick to his vows. A tradition in the family is to give the heir a name from classical mythology, the source of the middle name Andromaque for Marinette and her father’s name Hercule. The family resided in Marseilles, France until four generations ago when Achille Levesque was chased out by a rival family after destroying a rather important magical artifact of theirs (in his defense they were absolutely terrible people anyway).
This incident started the Levesque family’s nomadic lifestyle, in order to keep their magecraft and the capabilities of the next generation they tended to marry into families whose land they were occupying, as such Estelle’s great grandmother is Italian and her grandfather is Indian and her family’s collection of strange mystical artifacts is a little bit too big to count, the spells in their crest also seem a little too varied or haphazard because of this. Incidentally due to their habit of marrying into local families (and usually wrecking them in the process) they have a reputation, a Levesque in your territory isn't usually seen as a good thing if you've not hired them.
Her father, Hercule, met her mother Antoinette during his travels in the Americas on a job to nullify and destroy something for the church, something that belonged to Antoinette’s mother. For reasons Marinette can only describe as ‘strange, convoluted and a little bit scary’ her parents got married and had her, the sort of not really continuation of her mother’s matriarchal lineage, a child born with the family’s Noble Phantasm tier mystic code on her wedding finger like every other woman of her mother’s family before her.
Marinette grew up the same way every person in her family after Achille grew up, taking jobs for the highest bidder, ruining one person’s magical construct before it got too dangerous or just to spite them or destroying things that were slowly gaining power due to age. Inconveniences, the things that just didn’t need to be there. She spent a majority of her time on the mainland, particularly Brazil and the Amazon, where she learned capoeira and the confusing language that is Portuguese. Unfortunately when she moved to the next country over and realized they spoke Spanish she had to learn a new language all over again. And then the jobs in Guarani speaking places happened. Needless to say her life was more or less spent constantly travelling with her father.
As a result of her multicultural upbringing her own beliefs are less like the Catholic ones of her forefathers and much more akin to the syncretic, with a focus on Haitian Voodoo. She accompanied her father on the job until she was old enough to start them herself, using her mother’s family’s rings to power her way through jobs, make contacts, hell she even killed a dude. With her new found freedom she found herself more or less living for the day, taking lovers and leaving them, making friends and dropping them when she moved and buying a lot of nice things. Perhaps she went a little bit overboard but she was having fun, and she was hurting people but those people didn’t matter to her. Carpe Diem, live for the day and all that. Besides, she couldn’t dream of really making connections with the people who weren’t going to help against the dwindling circuits problem that was surely going to happen in the next few generations. And settling down in your twenties seems like torture anyway.
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[PTab=MAGECRAFT]
Magecraft
The Levesque family is descended from a classically trained priest who nullified thaumaturgy by studying the process in depth and creating a counter to it. Obviously said priest wasn't morally scrupulous but hey, these things can be forgiven if they lead to magi families, right?! However this is a slow process in battle and is best used for nullifying mystic codes and magical constructs, although it can be used for spells while they're in effect. Through her mother's God Carrier bloodline as a female descendant of the family she has access to Erzulie's three wedding rings having been born wearing them as every woman in her family has been. They represent the three husbands of the loa, Damballa (the loa of creation), Agwe (the loa who rules over the sea) and Ogoun (the blacksmith/warrior loa). Due to the fact that she's not properly trained in her mother's magecraft the rings, that would usually count as a Noble Phantasm instead act as a mystic code with a set of three limited effects. In a way it's considered an open/spiritual marriage of some sort to the three, but hey, it's better than sex magic. She's also very, very good at caopeira.
Put which spells your Formal Wear is letting you use, here
Name:Alliance à trois : Protège-Moi, Guide-Moi, Obéis-Moi
Spell Rank:B (A++ at full potential)
Effects: A mystic code that when in its full state could be considered a noble phantasm, the three wedding rings of the loa Erzulie that summon an effect related to each of the loa's three husbands.
- Damballa: The creation of familiars, at its full potential it is more or less creation in a handy ring however due to Marinette's supposed incompetence it instead relies on the limited creation of familiars, she must draw the shape, either in the air, on water or on the ground which leads to some wacky looking familiars being produced. However no knowledge of familiar creation is needed, essentially making it a 'familiar cheat sheet'.
- Agwe: Divinely assisted direction, the ability to find anything once she has a clear idea of what it is. At full strength this would extend to something as vague as a concept or an ideal, an ultimate form of navigation. With Marinette's unfortunate incompetence it is more akin to a very handy tool for a freelancer to find things.
- Ogoun: Divine subjugation, at full force this would allow Marinette to simply bend all those to her will (perhaps with the exception of those with extraordinary magic resistance) instead Marinette can only force a being into the most base form of subjugation, kneeling down and only to one person at a time.
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