Lady Isabelle "Belle"
Isabelle French
Isabelle French
User Name: Lethal_Joker
Character Name: Lady Isabelle "Belle"
Aliases: Isabelle French, Dearie (but to be fair Rumple calls everyone dearie at some point)
True Love: Rumpelstiltskin at least I thought, but I'm sort of permanently between True Loves at the moment...
Enemies: I don't have a great many enemies. I try to be nice to everyone, though I can't say I'm very fond of Regina.
Likes: Reading, Iced tea, trying new things, being outdoors, traveling (I haven't done much of that but I think I would enjoy it), the scent of earth just after it's rained.
Dislikes: Small enclosed rooms, the dark, cruelty, seeing the people I love suffer, being alone... considering my rather sheltered life that last one is a little laughable.
A little personal history: There's really nothing special about my childhood. My mother died when I was very young, and my father raised me on his own. I was technically considered a noble, so I went to a finishing school where I learned all the basics for being a 'refined lady of the court'. I graduated but by the time I'd returned home we were being attacked by ogres. It was by no means the first time they'd attempted it. We'd been fighting the same war for what felt like generations, only this time we were at a disadvantage. All those years of fighting had caught up with us and our coffers were completely empty. Without money we couldn't hire the soldiers to protect our land.
In an attempt to save our village I was arranged to wed a wealthy Lord named Gaston. Unfortunately, even his family's gold could not buy us the strength we needed. The ogres were soon upon us and in a final act of desperation, father summoned the Dark One. The rest is, as they say, history.
I became Rumpelstiltskin's servant, and although it was an odd experience I didn't completely hate it. I suppose it's a tale as old as time: I fell in love and I'd thought it would last forever.
I was wrong.
I can't really say what happened between us, or if there was even an us to begin with. In the end, he cast me out of the castle, and I soon found myself in Regina's dungeons. I'd rather not speak about my time in that place, it wasn't a very pleasant stay. That's really all I have to say on the matter.
Roleplay Sample: She walked aimlessly down the strangeness that was Main Street. It was all foreign to her, as if she'd been placed in one of those odd paintings that had no true form or shape. The lights the bustle of the people seemed never to end and the noise... where did all this noise come from? She closed her eyes and plopped down on a park bench.
Even here, there was noise, buzzing just beneath the peaceful setting like a stifled bumblebee. With so many distractions one would have thought it easy to lose yourself. Yet all the noise and activity couldn't drown the melancholy thoughts that plagued her. She kept seeing Rumpelstiltskin at the well, his eyes alight with joy and love. For a brief moment she had believed him... for a brief moment she thought it would be different this time. But nothing had changed, had it?
"The darkness still stands between us..."
Her murmured words were dissolved in the chaos surrounding her. Is there even and 'us'? Was there ever? Too much time had passed for her to remember clearly. She felt as if her memories were being crushed first Regina's dungeons, then by her stay in the asylum. Belle had been alone too long, and though her strength of will kept her from giving in, she couldn't help but wonder...
Is there a reason Regina picked the asylum for me?
