Lucifer Van Bonaparte

Monsieur Bonaparte (title), The Methuselah of Paris (pseudonym; spoken in folktales)

Unknown
{Appears roughly thirty years old, which has remained unchanged for a couple decades.}

Unknown
{Nothing even resembling a birth record about him exists anywhere.}

Unknown
{Basically appears European, but he has no confirmed relatives and his heritage is a complete mystery.}

Male

183cm / 6'0"

71kg / 156lbs

Ambidextrous
{Primarily uses his left hand.}

Philanthropist, Writer, Artist, Poet, Inventor, Philosopher, Billionaire

Single

Lucifer Van Bonaparte is a tall man with attractive features that give him a powerful charisma, though he would hardly be considered to appear feminine despite his good looks -- he is more 'rugged' than he is 'pretty'. Definitely something of an embodiment of the phrase 'tall, dark, and handsome', and despite his lean frame he possesses a powerful visual figure. For the last couple of decades since he appeared before the world his physical appearance has never changed, leading some to believe he has uncovered a miracle fountain of youth medicine or perhaps simply undergoes surgery a lot. His skin is a pale olive colour which makes it particularly difficult to discern his ethnicity, adding to his mysterious charm, and his ochre eyes are piercing and magnetic. While appearing European, it is virtually impossible to pinpoint exactly what his bloodline might be. Long and wavy dark brown - extremely dark; in fact, virtually black - hair frames around and down passed his face in unkempt parted bangs, flowing about. His hair, perhaps even curly, also moves behind passed his neck and easily reaches at least a third of the way down his back. He has also grown a noticeable goatee, which he keeps well-groomed.

The clothing he is more known for starts with an untucked white dress shirt with long sleeves, the first few buttons starting from the collar being left undone - whenever there are buttons done up at all - and the cuffs of his wrists are completely undone too in order to avoid any tight sensations, while the collar itself is sometimes worn up. Most of his clothing tastes can be considered rather loose since he seemingly wears outfits a little too big for him completely out of choice, making him appear slightly less lithe than really he is and also giving the impression he is not as formal as his cultured personality might imply. Loose black pants and a pair of black shoes make up his primary lower body ensemble, and the golden pocket watch he keeps on him can usually be seen slightly due to part of its chain hanging out of his right pocket. Worn over the rest of his clothing is a fashionable black overcoat that is treated more like a cape rather than a proper coat, as he usually chooses not to wear his arms in the sleeves and simply lets the thing drape over his shoulders. The coat is very long and almost goes down all the way to his feet, and the collar is also worn popped up. Almost always carried with him is a golden sceptre with a cross-like shape at the tip, which is an antique of unknown origin. The cross-like shape at the tip also has an orange jewel at the centre. Though he does not wear it all the time, he will frequently have a black top hat included in his ensemble to emphasize his noble visage. The other article of clothing which he sometimes wears is a men's white ruffle, though he usually only wears this on occasions where he does all but one of his dress shirt's buttons up.

The mysterious and enigmatic genius who appeared in the pages of history and has shaken the foundation of the world for the last couple decades. His contributions to society have been immense, even though he is well-known for his preference to act behind the scenes and only appear publically when absolutely essential, despite his powerful charisma. Regardless of his reclusive nature, he is said to be charming and empathetic, with immense wisdom and the romantic spirit of a poet -- a man who can inspire those come into contact with his soul. Many urban legends and conspiracy theories are centred around him, including some who go so far as to claim he is a modern vampire -- he has in fact been seen out in the daytime on very rare occasions though. The ladies want him and the gentleman want to be him. He owns a private piece of land in Paris, and is rumoured to have enough influence over international affairs that many claim he is behind many of the developments in every field of society in unseen ways. For completely unknown reasons, he sent out a mysterious letter to a group of individuals who were only connected by each having unfulfilled aspirations -- many of those invited dreamed for things beyond the boundaries of reality. The invitation to his estate implied he is confident that he possesses the power to grant these wishes regardless.

Simon Chandler

N/A
{Everyone just calls him 'Simon'.}

July 4, 1986 A.D.

Cardiff City, Cardiff County, Wales

Caucasian

Male

180cm / 5'10"

68kg / 150lbs

Ambidextrous

Bartender
{Also works as the receptionist and 'de facto' administrator in charge of looking after Monsieur Bonaparte's guests.}

Single

Simon Chandler is a moderately tall and very handsome young man with pale - though not unhealthily pale - skin and deep silver-tinted blue eyes. His physical features are mostly what people would describe as 'Aryan', and he has rather light golden blonde hair which is roughly an inch longer than chin-length, slightly wavy and messy parted bangs framing his forehead and down the sides of his face. He wears a white dress shirt with the collar button and the one below it both left undone, and the collar is sometimes up to an extent. A beige vest is worn over the dress shirt, and he wears black pants and a pair of black dress shoes. A golden pocket watch is kept in one of his pockets most of the time, while the pocket of his vest usually has a white handkerchief sticking partially out of it.

A young man working as a bartender and receptionist for the guests at Lucifer Van Bonaparte's estate, who has been staying at the estate for roughly a year now. He is charming and possesses a natural ability to make others feel relaxed and comfortable around him. Very welcoming and cheerfully friendly, he is also calm, highly intelligent, and a source of wisdom to those who meet him. Despite his 'wisdom beyond his years' maturity, he is actually known for occasionally telling silly jokes and puns, and often tries to lighten the mood of those around him. He speaks little about his past openly, often seeming quite cryptic, yet seems fine with answering inquiries should someone want to know. Dignified and possessing a mysterious air that draws others, he is also approachable and lends support to all who ask -- sometimes even to those who do not. He is actually a prodigy who is studied in a wide range of fields; however, while he could easily have gotten a master's degree in any of those fields, he always quit studying before finishing courses. Unable to find his calling, he embodies the archetypical person of great talent who cannot find a true aspiration to invest the talent in. He chose his current line of work to get away from studies and have a simple life, and believed working as a bartender would allow him to provide an intuition ear and insightful voice to a wide variety of people. When Monsieur Bonaparte heard about the young genius and offered him an invitation to his estate, Simon jumped at the chance to refresh his life.

Paulette Holly Ashworth

Paula (nickname)

April 24, 1988 A.D.

Paris, Île-de-France, France

English/French

Female

168cm / 5'6"

"Who do you think you are?!" (57kg / 126lbs)

Right-handed

Waitress

Single

Paulette is a young woman with pale - though not too pale - skin and large expressional eyes that are light brown, and long hair that is a honey chestnut brown colour -- tied up in a ponytail using a large scrunchy. Some bangs move down in front of her forehead in a few places, and she has sidebands framing her face that are wavy and long enough to easily go down to her chest. She usually wears a tucked in white blouse (woman's dress shirt), black leggings, and black heels that are not excessively high -- an inch roughly. A dark blue-ish purple jacket is worn over her shirt, which is open and has no buttons, and a similar coloured skirt that stops a fair bit before her knees is worn as well. No other noticeable articles of clothing or accessories are generally worn, apart from her black purse.

The daughter of an English journalist and a French housewife -- Paulette's father met her mother on a journalism trip and the two fell in love, resulting in her father deciding to move to Paris permanently after a brief long-distance romance. She worked at a café until recently, choosing one which was British themed due to a long-standing curiosity about her father's homeland in general. She is able to copy her father's British accent almost perfectly. She is known for being a bit of an oddball with a lot of quirks, but also for being very friendly and well-meaning. The regulars at the café she worked for absolutely adore her, as do the workers there and the owner of the place -- who is sort of like an uncle to her, causing the two to joke around a lot. Her natural talent for having the ability to make a restaurant more pleasant - and her exceptional balance, alongside other skills - quickly earned her a reputation at the café and she was eventually given a job opportunity by Monsieur Bonaparte to work for him.

Lawrence Cody

N/A

October 18, 1978 A.D.

Limerick, Munster, Ireland

Caucasian

Male

186cm / 6'1"

93kg / 205lbs

Ambidextrous

Freelance Journalist

Single, Divorced

Lawrence is a tall man with a somewhat lean build despite having quite a lot of muscle mass, though he has broad shoulders, and his light skin is what should be expected from someone of Caucasian blood. His piercing grey-blue eyes look at the world with calm and focused determination, and are usually hidden behind a pair of rimless sunglasses that have small and completely round black lenses -- they look more like black spectacles than regular sunglasses. His short hair is medium brown in colour, slicked back for the most part, while it has a little extra volume at the front since the back part mostly sticks out behind his head slightly and the front has a more unkempt look to it -- bangs spike out in a variety of directions. His outfit is primarily black, consisting of a pair of black shoes, black pants, a black belt with a silver buckle, and an untucked dress shirt that is a very dark grey which is virtually indistinguishable from black. The collar button of the shirt and the button below it are both left undone. Over this is a large black trench coat which is usually left open and reaches down almost to his feet, with the collar pulled up and subsequently covering most of his neck too. He also carries black gloves, though is not always wearing them.

A freelance journalist currently travelling Paris as part of his work, searching for someone with his daughter Colleen Cody. He is generally confident and friendly, but tends to like to keep to himself due to being constantly drowned in his work. Despite this, he has taken it upon himself to teach his daughter, who lives with him instead of his former wife -- he prefers not to speak of her at all. He is quite talented and seems to be something of a 'Jack of All Trades' in some regards, not really seeming to specialize in any particular ability or field of expertise. His work causes him to travel around the world a lot, subsequently resulting in him becoming very worldly and knowledgeable. He generally takes his daughter with him everywhere, rather than forcing her to go long periods of time living by herself without a parent. He rarely talks about his past, apparently wanting to have a fresh start with his life and not be tied down by his earlier days. He seems to have a stoic attitude towards life.

Colleen Cody

Coll (nickname)

January 17, 2000 A.D.

Limerick, Munster, Ireland

Caucasian

Female

148cm / 4'10"

43kg / 95lbs

Right-handed

Student
{She is home educated -- learning while on travel with her father.}

Single

Colleen is around the height that one would expect for a twelve year old girl, still being relatively short, and she also has a fairly light body weight in general. She has light skin typical for a Caucasian, while her long - roughly halfway down her back, and generally a bit uneven; even slightly messy - Tosca rose (sort of a rose-tinted light maroon) coloured hair is a bit less conventional, uneven bangs framing down her forehead and then longer ones down the sides of her face. Her emerald green eyes stand out and are fairly vibrant despite her often deadpan expression, and they seem to be keenly analysing the tiniest details. She is almost always seem with the stick of a lollipop hanging out of her mouth. She wears a pair of sneakers, denim jeans, and a black t-shirt. Over the top half of her outfit, she usually wears a grey raincoat which she often keeps the hood of up even in weather conditions that would make it strange.

The daughter of Lawrence Cody, a travelling journalist. Currently with her father on a trip to Paris as part of his work, she has been living with him ever since she lost contact with her mother -- she prefers to never talk about her. A quiet and seemingly apathetic girl who is almost in her teenage years. She has exceptionally good vision and depth perception, which she frequently uses it to cause mischief - mostly out of boredom - or gain an advantage in various games. Always going with her father on his touring work, she has subsequently seen quite a lot of the world for someone so young, and has gained a lot of knowledge as a result of it. Perhaps due to this, she is rather mature mentally and does not have the usual naivety one would expect from a young girl. Despite her snarky attitude she is actually quite obedient to her father whenever he sternly puts his foot down, but seems to care little about what anyone else thinks. She is basically stoic, like her father.

Dietfried Morgenstern

N/A

November 12, 1935 A.D.

Hanover, Lower Saxony, Germany

Jewish/German

Male

170cm / 5'7"

82kg / 180lbs

Right-handed

Retired

Single, Divorced

Dietfried is elderly, but likely no older than in his seventies -- he might have appeared roughly in his late sixties if not for the fact that his face seems ravaged by the effects of lifelong stress and fatigue - or perhaps it is lamentation - causing age to take its course but not to the point where he looks older than he is; in fact, he looks a bit younger than his actual age. Indeed, something about the look in his brown eyes almost seems like there is some sort of demon haunting him -- not that he appears otherworldly or anything, but to a careful observer he almost looks as though he has stared into the darkest abyss and seen it stare back at him. He appears as though he likely does not sleep very often, if the weary look on him is anything to go by, yet despite that his gaze is extremely intense.

His short hair is significantly greyed, but his natural hair colour in his youth would likely be brown given the way it looks, and it is kept slicked back, spiking to a small extent, with a slightly receding hairline being noticeable as it goes out to the sides of his forehead. His sideburns directly connect to his rather volumed facial hair -- a large beard and moustache that easily result in most of his face below his nose being hidden apart from his mouth, as well as him having fairly thick and seemingly unkempt eyebrows. His light skin tone is European, but difficult to place completely (he sort of looks Jewish overall, but not entirely), and he is a little below average height -- a somewhat stocky figure.

The clothing he wears is simple, consisting mostly of a thick black double breasted coat, black pants, and black shoes. A white scarf can be seen around his neck from underneath the coat, but beyond that not much of what he wears is noticeable due to the coat going down almost to his feet, though the cuffs of a white shirt are visible. A short black cloak covered the top half of his coat as well. Lastly, he carries a black cane that has a couple of pale gold metal adornments including the bottom being metal, and it is clearly being used as a walking stick given the way he holds it in his right hand.

A mysterious and world-weary old man who appeared on the streets of Paris. He has a presence about him that seems like he is being haunted by an otherworldly despair -- his eyes are those of one who has seen hell. Cryptic and harsh, he shows trust to almost no one and is for the most part completely detached from society. A mere boy during the days of Nazi Germany, he is of partly Jewish blood -- a fact which played a large part in the course of his life and experiences, though how much weight this holds on his current aura is unknown. Apparently, his purpose for being in Paris is to seek out a 'reunion' with a certain person, though he is usually reluctant to say who this is except in very specific circumstances. For some reason, he is aware of the existence of the letters sent out to the group of people invited to Lucifer Van Bonaparte's estate for the gathering on April 14, 2012.

Leonard Christian-Walker

Leo (nickname), Leonard Grove Christian (birth name)

March 1, 1993 A.D.

Watertown, New York, United States of America

Caucasian

Male

165cm / 5'5"

62kg / 136lbs

Left-handed

Freelance Worker
{He does various odd-jobs for an income.}

"..." (Single)

Leonard is an attractive young man with light skin, silvery-blue eyes, and light dirty blonde hair of medium-length that is rather unkempt and feathery. He is handsome, even a 'pretty boy', and his slender build might give off the illusion that he is female to a less observant eye. He is also rather short, which is something of a personal pet peeve for him even if he usually hides that. His lower body clothing consists of a pair of very dark brown cargo pants that are quite baggy, and a pair of very dark brown boots which have a couple of belts around them seemingly for fashion purposes. The black belt with a gold buckle around his waist actually holds two black sheathes that conceal a pair of daggers. His upper body clothing consists of three layers -- a red jacket on top, a black hoodie in the middle, and a white tan zip-up shirt underneath that has red trim up the centre and along the collar which is worn up. His outfit is a bit worn in general, implying he wears it quite a lot. He also wears a golden locket at almost all times, which is his most cherished possession. Though not wearing them constantly, he often has a pair of black fingerless gloves on his person -- sometimes kept in the worn-out black duffel bag that holds most of his important belongings.

Leonard is a young man with a tragic past, losing his parents in an accident while he was a mere infant and taken in by Grove Walker - his godfather and a long-standing close friend of his parents - who adopted the boy and raised him like he was his own son. Never really knowing about his parents outside of comments from Grove about their friendship, Leonard has since grown up into an introspective, emotional, inquisitive, and kind soul. He is refreshingly forthright, preferring to be straightforward with others and disliking the superficial formalities and masks used by much of society. Few people are more sentimental or sensitive than him; in fact, he can be so empathetic that he cares too much for those who are perhaps undeserving, and a tendency to wear his heart on his sleeves has caused him to go through much pain. A horrible incident ended up putting his adopted father in prison, and he has been surviving on his own by doing odd-jobs ever since, using the skills that Grove taught him to survive. During that terrible event, Leonard lost what was most previous to him, leaving him incomplete and alone in the world.

Despite growing up in a rough neighbourhood in the lower-class streets of Brooklyn nearly his entire life, he is far more serious and complex than the laid-back and sarcastic youth he might seem on the surface; a strong sense of morality and spirituality reside in him, as well as a passionate romantic and artistic nature. There is also a purity to him that is difficult not to see, and the flow of intuitive and psychic energy is something he is highly attuned to. His fragile appearance is also extremely misleading; he is very tough inside thanks to his lifestyle and is actually quite athletic, possessing a powerful competitive streak that compliments his inner strength. Through resolve, he is able to overcome lack of natural ability or experience through the power of his determined attitude. While clearly a thoughtful young man, he is no pushover; living only on his terms, those who boss him around quickly learn that his will is quite unyielding, and anyone who talks down to him discovery he never hesitates to stand up for himself.

Annabelle Joanne Taylor

Anna (nickname; commonly used in the media)

October 25, 1989 A.D.

Lublin, Lublin Province, Poland

Caucasian

Female

165cm / 5'5"

"..."

Left-handed

Musician

Single

Annabelle is a very attractive young woman with delicate features - a true feminine beauty - and a tender expression on her light Caucasian face. She looks young even without relying on make-up (though she does sometimes wear it, depending on the occasion), being 'baby-faced' while still having features that would be considered rather 'hot' alongside being 'cute', which is helped by her noticeable womanly figure. Her sky blue eyes are usually warm, yet melancholy and deep at the same time; in fact, they often have an expression as if she has many things on her mind that she is not saying. Despite the calm look on her face most of the time causing her eyes to appear smaller and a bit sleepy, her eyes are actually known to be fairly big and expressive when she shows more excitable or troubled emotion, making her have rather dynamic facial features. Her hair is a strawberry blonde color, and is both long (almost down to her waist) and wavy. The hair at the front of her face is styled into large parted bangs -- the ones at the right being swept behind her ear - though a few bangs still sit in front of her ear and frame her face - while the ones on the left are draping down over her forehead and framing down the left side of her face; in fact, her left eye could easily be covered by it if she wished. Some of her hair is usually hanging over the front of her right shoulder. No matter what she wears, she is virtually always seen wearing a pair of small golden crucifixes around her neck on a thin golden chain; in fact, it is almost as if she never takes this off, since she has never been seen without it.

She usually has a large white purse on her wherever she goes. While her clothing can be a bit dynamic at times - shifting from cultured and formally classy to a bit more casual - her preferred style of casual outfit is still quite elegant, which reveals her tastes. She usually wears black heels that put her at roughly one or two inches taller than her actual height, and black gloves - which go to her wrists and cover her fingers - that she usually takes off while playing an instrument. Unless the weather is particularly hot, her legs are usually covered by either black leggings, tight stockings, or thigh highs. It is frequently difficult to tell which she is currently wearing due to the black skirts with frilly trim she tends to wear only going down to roughly her thighs at most. Whatever upper body clothing she currently has on is generally hidden underneath her favourite pale red jacket with dark red trim and collar, that almost looks like autumn wear but is actually versatile for most weather - it prevents her from feeling too hot or too cold - and is usually kept on unless wants to show off whatever she is wearing. During more formal occasions or performances, she frequently wears a black mid-calf length cocktail dress with frilly spaghetti straps, alongside her usual black heels and an alternative - going up virtually most of her arms, rather than stopping at her wrists - pair of black gloves. An overcoat that is virtually identical to her favourite jacket - it just goes down virtually to her feet instead of stopping at her waist - is usually worn over her outfit unless she is particularly hot or wants to show off her dress. Whenever this coat is kept closed, it is virtually impossible to work out what the rest of her clothing might be apart from her shoes and gloves. On occasions she has been seen wearing white instead of black, such as having a white version of her usual cocktail dress, and she apparently prefers this look over the black version, but for some reason she does not do this too often despite that.

The beautiful and soft-spoken Annabelle Joanne Taylor - or 'Anna', as the media calls her - is a talented music soloist who moves around the world; in fact, she never really seems to settle in one place. Her career has been going on for roughly four years now, and she remains popular within music circles to this day. Due to her nomadic nature (the fact is that she disappears often and resurfaces for performances, living a very private life for the most part), not many people know anything about her personal life; however, this only seems to add to the mysterious allure that follows her. Little is known about her life as a result, but she is said to be warm and melancholy at the same time, with a kind, thoughtful, sensual, gentle, and sensitive personality. Empathy and sentimentality run deep with her, and she is both imaginative and poetic. Those who have managed to know her say she is very nurturing, and that she has an extreme hatred of seeing others in any sort of pain. It is said she cares little for scientific mentalities, considering them to have nothing to do with true wisdom. Her talents in the music field include work as a vocalist and a pianist (often combining them), and though she does not focus on them she occasionally plays a few other instruments. She is considered extremely gifted due to the wide versatility she has in the field. Sometimes, she contributes to group performances but she has never officially teamed up with anyone, and she only has one solo album to her name. She recently appeared in Paris around a month ago and was quickly hired to work as a musician at Monsieur Bonaparte's estate, apparently wanting to take time away from less reclusive performances and think her life over.

Sven Lund

N/A

February 7, 1985 A.D.

Uppsala, Uppsala County, Sweden

Eurasian (Swedish/Korean)

Male

176cm / 5'9"

72kg / 158lbs

Ambidextrous

Information Broker

Single

Generally an unimposing appearing man who looks rather young, and who has a fairly average height and weight, Sven does not really have many physical characteristics that would make him stand out from an ordinary Eurasian man -- very clearly what he is if one was to simply take a look at him. He has roughly jaw-length dark brown hair - difficult to determine if natural or dyed - which is mostly straight and is parted into bangs that frame down both sides of his forehead, though there are larger bangs on the left side than on the right. His dark brown eyes tend to have a pair of square rimless reading glasses covering them. He usually has an extremely slight amount of facial hair -- just a few stray stands around his chin that seemingly got missed during his last shave. His outfit usually consists of a simple green T-shirt, with a pair of dark grey pants - normally worn with a black belt that has a silver buckle - and very dark brown dress shoes. A yellow overcoat is generally worn over his outfit, that is left open and falls down to his knees. One accessory that seems to always be on him is a silver pocket watch, that he wears around his neck like a pendant with a long chain.

Sven Lund is an informant who travels around the world and sells information; in fact, he is a highly proficient information broker despite his young age. Born in Sweden to a Swedish father and a Korean mother who immigrated, this Eurasian man is often considered something of a quirky and even oddball airhead to those who meet him. He comes across as if he does not really have himself worked out, is a bit comical at times, and can even seem really unorganized at first glance, but he has a lot of personal charm and is a lot smarter than he seems. With a friendly, polite, and unthreatening disposition that always tries to lighten the mood, underneath he is intelligent and resourceful, and his ability to remember information can seem nothing short of extraordinary. He tends to not like speaking about his past, and has not been home in a rather long time -- his accent is largely faded out due to moving around so much. Generally speaking, he lives a rather private life, so while he knows a great deal about many people in the world the same cannot be said about other people's knowledge of him. Actually, he is often quite vague with people unless he needs to be professional. What an information broker who seems quite successful - if perhaps a bit unknown - would want from Monsieur Bonaparte is anyone's guess.

Charlotte Jacqueline Moore

Charlie (childhood nickname, mostly goes by Charlotte now)

August 23rd, 1988

Sparks, Nevada, USA

Caucasian

Female

163cm / 5’4”

59kg / 130lbs

Right-handed

Music History and Music Theory Blogger

Single

Guy Heinze

Morgan the Mincer

7/6/1990

Kennecott, Alaska, United States of America (no birth certificate)

Japanese/Australian

Male

173cm / 5'8"

80kg / 176.37lbs

Right-handed

Mass Murderer

Single

Messy dark brown jaw length hair, dark brown eyes, clean shaven, wears a white button up dress shirt and black dress pants, a black double breasted jacket, and black steel cap boots.

A stern cold man who was on death row, a man who for the most part didn't leave a digital finger print or a mark on the grid - a loner of sorts. An enigmatic man with no trace other then the crime he has committed, if google searched only this would come up, no birth certificate, no job record, nothing. His crimes are known America wide, broadcast on news reports, online, and in papers from the USA. Guy was found in Brunswick covered in blood; crying. Convicted of the murder of nine people, arrested and sentenced to death. Before his arrival here people called him 'Morgan the Mincer' because of how he claimed to be innocent in court, saying his name is 'Morgan' and he had nothing to do with the murders, despite his cold emotionally detached nature and the brutality of his alleged crime.