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Jean-Louis Timothe Gage
N I C K N A M E
He very rarely goes by his full first name. Instead, he is often referred to simply as Louis (pronounced Louie).
G E N D E R
Male
A G E
Twenty-eight
N A T I O N A L I T Y
French
S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual
βI love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.β
~ Mitch Albom
~ Mitch Albom
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An impressive six feet
W E I G H T
A lanky yet toned one hundred, sixty-eight pounds
H A I R C O L O U R
A dark, mousy sort of brown sometimes and a deep black other times
E Y E C O L O U R
A very bright, clear sky blue
S K I N T O N E
A light, slightly weathered peachy color
G E N E R A L__A P P E A R A N C E
Louis is hardly physically intimidating. Instead, he has the look of an attractive foreigner that many can only aspire to achieve. His hair seems to change in the certain lighting. Sunshine brings out a light, oakish color while the lights on a stage seem to make his hair a dark ebony. Either way, both shades, as well as his piercing blue eyes, stand out against his light skin. The prominence of his brow makes his eyes appear to be set more deeply in his face than they are, making him look more mysterious. One rarely finds Louis without some form of facial hair. Usually, it's in the form of a light beard and mustache combination, but sometimes he elected for a more simple, rugged or unshaven look. His soft French accent only further adds to his general appearance of a foreigner.
"Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them."
~ Paulo Coelho
~ Paulo Coelho
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The thing about Louis is that hardly anyone truly knows the true him. Certainly, everyone has an idea of what kind of person he is, but even Louis does not know his true self. Having spent his childhood in Paris as a socially awkward young boy, he has made it his personal mission to stand out in America. And stand out he has. Extensive, personal "research" has molded him into someone even his parents, whom he ran away from ten years ago, would be unable to identify. He plays the part of the suave foreigner well. On stage, he carries the aura of a mysterious stranger. He has carried on with this facade for so long that he worries he'll lose his fame if he were to forgo it.
The only person who ever knew the true him was Ashleigh. Around her, he let himself loose and allowed himself to revert back into his more socially awkward self. Louis could even sense himself, at some points, speaking without the accent that characterizes his exterior personality. Without Ashleigh, he has become a wreck, more or less. He speaks less often to people, and when he is not giving interviews to the press, he is locked in a hotel room with a bottle of whiskey in one hand and a syringe in the other. He finds little point in carrying on without her, the only person who ever truly understood him, in his life. No one else has managed to make him feel as comfortable. He's slowly beginning to realize just how foreign he is in America. Sure, he could find more work as a guitarist, but as time goes on, he's slowly growing weary of his facade and wishes to move on. The problem is, of course, that he's practically as addicted to it as he is to liquor and cocaine.
"It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away."
~ Elizabeth Gilbert
~ Elizabeth Gilbert
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L I K E S
β‘ His Guitar β‘ Ashleigh β‘ Foreign Food β‘ Abstract Art β‘ Classic Literature β‘ Folk Music β‘ Cocaine β‘ Hard Liquor β‘ Attention β‘ Cranberries β‘ Winter β‘ Rain β‘ Swimming β‘
D I S L I K E S
β Conformity β Organized Religion β Processed Food β Politics β Wasabi β Oranges β Gambling β Authority β Summer β Romantic Comedies β Mathematics β Cooking β Confrontation β
Q U I R K S
ΰΉ Has grown dependent on alcohol & cocaine following Ashleigh's death ΰΉ Toys with a guitar pick whenever he's anxious ΰΉ Hasn't managed to shake his French accent ΰΉ Obsessed with being a highly interesting person ΰΉ
β‘ His Guitar β‘ Ashleigh β‘ Foreign Food β‘ Abstract Art β‘ Classic Literature β‘ Folk Music β‘ Cocaine β‘ Hard Liquor β‘ Attention β‘ Cranberries β‘ Winter β‘ Rain β‘ Swimming β‘
D I S L I K E S
β Conformity β Organized Religion β Processed Food β Politics β Wasabi β Oranges β Gambling β Authority β Summer β Romantic Comedies β Mathematics β Cooking β Confrontation β
Q U I R K S
ΰΉ Has grown dependent on alcohol & cocaine following Ashleigh's death ΰΉ Toys with a guitar pick whenever he's anxious ΰΉ Hasn't managed to shake his French accent ΰΉ Obsessed with being a highly interesting person ΰΉ
βWhen Death laughs, no one else does.β
~ Amy Neftzger
~ Amy Neftzger
