Post by cosette on Jan 13, 2012 12:33:32 GMT -5
EUPHRASIE “COSETTE” FAECHELEVANT VALJEAN
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Alias: Gabby
Other Characters: Gregory Lestrade
Rewritten City Found Via: Originally, through Leffie on fanfiction.net
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Comments: …still can’t think of anything…
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00I. full name Euphrasie “Cosette” Faechelevant Valjean (Goes by Cosette Valjean to the public)
0II. canon or original Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
III. years of age twenty-two
0IV. orientation (optional) Heterosexual (usually)
00V. social status Upper
0VI. occupation Singer/Actress
00I. play by Dianna Agron
0II. body type She’s normal height, and though she’s not underweight, she’s very slender.
III. height 5’6”
0IV. eyes color Brown-Green
00V. description Cosette is not the type of girl to purposefully attract attention, but she seems to stick out anyways without trying. She’s not overly-anything, as far as statistics go, but she is the kind of person that, if you were lost, would go to for help. She’s pretty, and though sometimes she can take advantage of that, she chooses not to. She tries to walk in a way that makes her seem professional, but not old. One wouldn’t call her antics nervous, per say, but she’s not as confident as many people in the acting business are these days; she’ll occasionally bump into people (well, perhaps a bit more than occasionally; she’s rather clumsy) and apologize just as any other polite person would. As far as dress goes, she likes to dress nicely. Not sloppily or overly-fancy, but the kind of things that a private school would allow to be worn in schools. She mostly wears dresses and skirts, though she does wear jeans sometimes. She likes to wear things that are either relatively form-fitting or comfortably loose, but she abhors baggy things like sweatpants. She doesn’t usually wear very much jewelry, though when she does she likes to wear vintage-looking things. She does not wear perfume.
00I. overall personality Cosette is a good girl. She’s not yet, and doesn’t plan to succumb to the stereotypical path many young, budding actresses take on. Her moral compass is strong; though her popularity within the masses no longer allows her to volunteer, she makes sure that she keeps some of her money for charities. She’s never smoked, taken drugs, or slept with a stranger before (though god knows she’s been offered enough times), and though she’ll occasionally accept a glass of wine, she’s never gotten so drunk she couldn’t remember the night before. As one interviewer once described her as “painfully innocent.” She certainly wouldn’t call herself innocent, though she knows at the moment she certainly seems so. However, were her past revealed, people wouldn’t see her quite as admirably as they did now. She wonders if they might even be disgusted.
She’s very strong in her opinions and beliefs. She’s Christian, and though doesn’t believe everything that’s in the bible (she’s not homophobic or anti-Semitic) she does believe in the cultural values and ideas that were presented by Jesus. She has arranged a deal with the vicar of a small church in the area so that she may listen to services on Sunday privately, behind the altar (as to attract unnecessary attention to herself at church). Once she’s decided on an idea, she’s quite stubborn about keeping it. Not that she’s not open to new ideas, but if something directly contradicts what she believes in, she’ll ignore it unless given a thoroughly convincing argument why the other opinion is right. Speaking of right and wrong, she had planned to be a lawyer before she decided on actor, because the idea of justice is very important to her due to the fact that she feels her father had never received enough. She believes in herself, though not so much so that she is vain; she is modest. She cares about people’s opinions of her, but does not let them control her.
Cosette is quite smart, and though she lived in France for over the decade of her life, her English is perfect, her accent only slipping when she’s very tired, angry, etc. She speaks French when she is with Valjean. She did very well in her schooling with Valjean, and if she had gone to proper school, would have graduated when she was sixteen. She did not go to college, however, preferring to live with Valjean until she found herself becoming famous. She thinks herself a better actor than singer, as the only reason she had sung in her first movie was because her character required it. She likes the idea of being an actress because being another person is just what she wanted for so long, and though she is happy now, she still loves the near-thrill of showing the world that maybe she isn’t what she seems. Maybe she’s not just Cosette, but this character, or this one!
0II. strengths Good at what she does; very kind; quite intelligent; naturally likable, smart and logical.
III. weaknesses Not a very good speaker; loses things a lot, though not important things like scripts; accident prone; stubborn.
0IV. goals She would like to be successful as an actress, but not particularly well-known, as she doesn’t deal well with things like interviews and such. Though she admits that if she wants to get good parts in movies, she’ll have to face her rising popularity.
00I. notable family & friends Fantine – mother (deceased), Jean Valjean – adopted father, Claude and Simonette Thenardier - caretakers, Eponine, Azelma, Gavroche, Mathieu and Benoit Thenardier - caretaker’s children, Clara Monroe – manager and best friend, Henri Fauchelevent – god-father
0II. overall history Born 16 June in France, Cosette is the illegitimate child a woman named Fantine and a man named Felix Tholomyes, who abandoned them shortly after Cosette was born. Her mother struggled to support Cosette, as she was young and had never gone to college, and so she left Cosette in the care of Claude and Simonette Thenardier, inn-keepers, when she was two. They were not kind to her, and for the years of her life, she was a victim of malnutrition and child labor. Though the Thenardiers never hurt Cosette so much as she was close to death, they never spoke with her except to give her orders, never bought anything new for her, even though her mother send cheques and a letter each month in the mail to them, and did not give a single thought about caring for her or her schooling (she organized for herself to go to the local public school). None of children ever spoke to her either, though they were not quite as cruel as their parents.
She thought of her mother with distaste; how could someone who claimed to love her in her letters ever leave her with these people? Her mother never mentioned that she had lost her job, become a prostitute and sold everything in order to keep her with the Thenardiers. Her mother stopped sending cheques and letters when she was seven, and the Thenardiers’ treatment of her only worsened. Finally, when she was eight, a man named Madeleine Fauchelevent took her away from the place for no obvious reason. From then on, Cosette, though did not forget the treatment of the Thenardiers, began to live a more normale life. Medeleine, whom she now called Pere, home schooled her and made sure that she interacted with other children her age. They lived in the US, but moved often, and as she grew older, Cosette began to notice that Medeleine always seemed nervous about something, as if he were running from someone. The longest time they had stayed in one place was when they lived in Arizona, where they lived near a church and Cosette developed strong religious beliefs. He was also rather secretive about what had happened when she was young; Medeleine told Cosette that he was a friend of her mother’s, and that her mother was a great woman who had only tried to protect Cosette from harm, but not much else.
She did not much think about it, for she was happy. She finished her education with Medeleine, and was planning on going into a career in law. However when she was sixteen, on a trip with Madeleine in New York City, a man recognized her father and kidnapped she and her father, bringing them to an abandoned warehouse. The man called her father Valjean, and Cosette could not figure out why. The man aid that he was Claude Thenardier, and suddenly all of Cosette’s childhood nightmares and drawings and fears were remembered. She had not recognized Claude, but now that he had said his name, she clearly recalled a few days of her life back then, with him, and the abuse. He tortured and nearly killed Valjean, until the police found them two days after the kidnapping and arrested the Thenardiers.
Cosette was deeply disturbed by what had happened, but was able to recover relatively quickly from the shock, the reassurance that the Thenardiers were behind bars (and soon after, the mother died). Her father, however, had been badly injured and could no longer walk without a cane. He revealed the entire truth to her afterwards: How he had been framed for murder in England when he was fifteen. He had stayed in jail until he was twenty-one, when he was finally proved innocent by an amazing lawyer, Henri Fauchelevent, who she knew as her uncle and God-father. Despite his release, much of the public still believed him to the be murderer; surely the posh, private-school boy, son of a doctor and accountant, was innocent, and the poor, public-school boy with years of dirt on his face was guilty? And so he had moved to France and with permission from Henri went by last name Fauchelevent, hoping to get a new start on life. There he met a woman named Fantine, a prostitute whom Valjean felt very poorly for. She always spoke of her poor daughter, and when she died, Valjean promised that he would find and love Cosette as his own daughter. He had been fairly rich then and had paid a hefty price for Cosette’s release, and so Claude had likely attacked him now in order to gain more money off of him.
Despite the truth, Cosette continued to considered and love Valjean as her father. She did not forget and feared what had happened, but she kept it in a box in the back of her head, keeping it for days when she needed confidence. She no longer though of her mother as betraying her, and though she did not like what had happened in her past, she accepted it, knowing it had been to protect her. Being an optimist, she thinks of it like this: Perhaps her mother hadn't been left her with the Thenardiers, what life would she live now? One of poverty and disease and hate, she supposed. Valjean had her mental state examined, but as it came out, she was cleared of any post traumatic stress. Cosette is good at ignoring things she does't want to remember (though not denying them).
She did not go to college for law, for the kidnapping had changed her view of what justice was. As Alexander Masters said, "There is very little connection between law and justice." She decided not go enter that crowd of biased opinions, and anyway, lawyers had too much confidence. Mostly, she didn't want to revisit cases like her own. When she was eighteen, she met a woman named Clara, whom she became best friends with and was associated with the world of acting. Through her, Cosette was able to co-star in a movie as a singer who was grieving her brother’s death. Though it was a relatively small part, the press ate her up, calling her talent one to be watched. From there, her life has only gone uphill. She now lives with Valjean in New York City, and gets jobs acting with Clara as her manager. Her new life has done her good; though she isn't entirely pleased about public appearances, she does like to be with other people. She plans to keep her career one that is not overly-watched by people. but her performances ones that people will remember fondly. Because of this, she has never taken the main role in a movie or more than a bit part in a movie that is a shoe-in for winning loads of awards. Concentrating on her career and future has not erased, but helped ease away the time she had unconsciously spent thinking about the kidnapping over and over in her head. It was like a therapy, a drug, and a good one. She has never given the public knowledge of her past, though she knows (and slightly dreads) the day that it must come out. Nevertheless, she, as previously states, avoids thinking about hard things until they are directly presented. Perhaps it sounds trite, or fake, but it works, and she is truly happy, most of the time.
III. sample postThere were twenty-eight letters to her name, as far as official business went. All months had at least twenty-eight days. There are twenty-eight grams to an ounce.
Cosette wasn’t quite sure why the number had popped into her head, but it had, and she had begun thinking about it, and thinking is always dangerous. She knew that the number twenty-eight revolved around her no more than it did with any other person, and she could probably do this with any number. Still, it was interesting enough to think about for a moment before exiting the cab she was in, giving the driver a considerable tip, and walking towards her apartment. The man at the door nodded to her politely, and she nodded back. Getting on the elevator, she punched the third floor button. The building was expensive, and she knew a few other semi-famous people living here, but they never really talked. Her apartment, though did not take up the entire third floor, was a lot more space than she and her father ever really needed. After living in a small flat for so long, this one seemed enormous.
She walked up to her door and unlocked the door to her room: Number 28. “Pere?” She called in, and saw him sleeping on the large, white sofa that sat in the middle of the main room. Setting her things down, Cosette quietly went up to him and leaned over to kiss his forehead. He stirred, and then woke.
“My Lark,” he mumbled sleepily, and smiled. Sitting up, he began to ask her how her day was.
“Fine, Pere,” she replied. “Clara got me a new script, too. It’s a romantic comedy, but it seems pretty good. I’ll show it to you later.” Sitting next to her adopted father, she snuggled next to him on the couch. “Just napping here, then?”
He laughed. “Basically, yes. I was watching TV but couldn’t keep my eyes open.”
She giggled then said, “Pere, I’ve come to the conclusion that numbers are important.”
“Of course they are,” he said, his tone so kind. She couldn’t fathom how the police had even considered that he was a murder, let alone keep him in jail for so much of his life!
“I’ve twenty-eight letters in my name, and our flat is number twenty-eight,” she said. She was aware that she might be sounding childish, but she was with her father, so it didn’t really matter.
Valjean smiled next to her. “You know what else?” He asked her.
“What?”
“I was twenty-eight when you came to live with me.” Cosette’s smile grew, and she laughed again. She loved this man, so much. They’d had their disagreements in the past, yes, but despite everything that had happened, and all the reasons they could potentially use to hate each other, they had remained so close. The two sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s company, and Cosette was able to think a bit more about the script Clara had handed her today. She wondered if she would take it.
“I’ll go get you that script,” she said, standing, and walked out to get it for her father.
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SYR INTEGRA of CAUTION 2.0 created this, modified by Yols with Shakespeare lines.
