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Gigi Fontaine

"If you want a slice of Wonderland, Gigi is the name." (Slight WIP)

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a character in “Their Lives As One”, as played by katyisaladybug

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❝Cause baby I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream.❞

{ Rill Rill ~ Sleigh Bells || Blank Space ~ Taylor Swift || Everybody Wants To Rule The World ~ Tears For Fears }




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Full Name
Georgina Emmanuele Fontaine

Nickname
Gigi, Frenchie, Angelface

Age
21

Birthday
April 2nd

Sexuality
Pansexual

Occupation
A professional model, Gigi is the face of an undiscovered swimsuit line. She also strips at a popular gentlemen's club on the side, but of course, she keeps information about that job on the down-low.




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Likes {At least 5}

Dislikes {At least 5}

Fears {At least 3}

Strengths
⚘ Fluent in French ⚘
⚘ Persuasive and cunning ⚘
⚘ Has many friends and knows many people in the etertainment industry ⚘
⚘ A great dancer and actress ⚘





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Personality
Diligent, Amicable, Grounded, Sexy.
Gigi is one of those people who just knows everything about everyone. New York is a web of rumors, secrets, and scandals, and she seems to be the spider in the center of it all. But unlike your stereotypical high school gossip queen, this French-born girl actually has a brain inside her skull. She is calculating, deductive, and attentive to everything that surrounds her. Her perception to detail has come in handy in terms of her career, where she exceeds brilliantly in the business of modeling. She has the face and style of a raucous bitch, but in reality, she is a professional, hardworking girl who puts effort into everything she does. (Heck, she even has a sleep schedule-calendar-thing that she follows every night to make sure that she is always well rested, so when she puts effort into everything, she puts effort into EVERYTHING.)

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So begins...

Gigi Fontaine's Story

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A slender silhouette appeared at the door. Like a bolt of lightning, Gigi Fontaine walked onto the party scene with energy and impeccable style. Even if it was just for a moment, everyone in the apartment was drawn to her vibrant red frock as though it glowed like Rudolph's nose. She was definitely a character; a presence to behold. Of course she needed a captivating outfit to match her reputation.

She strutted across the kitchen as though she were still on the catwalk, all the while saying 'hello' to the friends and strangers who waved at her. But it wasn't until she saw Miss Tyrant's darling face that the French woman ellicited a powerful response.

"Sammie girl!" she squeeled, tromping in her six-inch heels as she opened her arms and enveloped the eighteen-year-old inside them. "Merry Christmas, my little lovebug!"

After giving her tiny pecks on both cheeks with her large gingerbread-scented lips, Gigi's eyes danced around the apartment in whimsicality. "My, my...what a dazzling setup you've got in here. Classier than a penthouse party, that's for sure."

In an instant, her arms frazzled with liveliness, indicating that she had something rather exciting to say. "So when I heard that you were aspiring for a job in the music industry, I went absolutely bananas! I mean, if there's anyone who's got spirit and talent to be an excellent performer worthy of a Grammy, it's YOU, Sammie darling. So I called everyone I knew in the business and I said, 'listen you hotshots, my girlfriend Sammie's got a get-together coming up, and she shines so brightly, there's no doubt she'll be a star sometime in the next month or so. You better collaborate with her while you all can'. Well..." she chuckled, "Most of them would rather drive down to their parents' house for the holidays, but one guy found your story interesting, and he wants to meet you tonight! He said he'd be here soon, but...OH!"

As if on cue, an enigmatic-looking young man with a Christmas-colored plaid shirt and a sharp fedora marched through the doorway. He stood tall and proud, as though the law of gravity had no effect on him. His hair was as black as the feathers on a crow, and his smile as sleek as the edge of a knife. Whoever he was, he looked like the dictionary definition of freedom.

"Oh, Big Ben!" she hollered in a sing-song voice, "Get your cute little butt over here and meet my friend!"

He chuckled in the distance, and with his hands in his jean pockets, smoothly walked over to the two girls.

"Sammie Tyrant, may I introduce to you the elusive Benji Pennington. Believe it or not, he just signed a deal with Richcraft Records yesterday morning!"

Gigi then turned to Sammie with glistening cat eyes, and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Benji Pennington, this is my good friend, Sammie Tyrant. She's a wonderful performer just like you."




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With old-fashioned charm and grace, he gave her a gentle smile and extended his hand to her. "It's a pleasure to finally meet you," he said over the shouts of the tipsy guests that littered the kitchen. "Gigi's been telling me all about you! It's nice to finally see you in the flesh and not mentioned her obnoxious, chipmunk voice."

With that, the wheat-haired woman gave him a playful punch on the shoulder, and squinted her eyes in fake malice. "Well, I'm going to leave you pretty people to it and go get a drink. Want anything, Benji?" The young man shook his head, "I'm good, thanks." he said. With a saccharine grin and a wink at Sammie, Gigi left the conversation and joined the circle of guests flocked around the alcohol.

With a breathless chuckle and smirk, Benji gave a flawless eye roll and drew a bit closer to the girl in front of him. "She was wrong, y'know," he said, his voice as smooth as silk, "I didn't sign with Richcraft Records yesterday morning. I signed with them a week ago. You have to watch out for that girl; she's always had a tendency of exaggerating the truth, even if it's just a tiny bit..."

He took a step back and glanced at his surroundings. The atmosphere was quaint yet undeniably modern. It was an environment he found himself enjoying more and more with every milisecond that passed. It was all so warm and cozy, and the brilliant brown eyes possessed by the girl in front of made the scenery even more spectacular.

"So," he started, "I heard you're looking to become a performer, eh?" Benji placed his hands in his pockets again as he gazed down at Sammie Tyrant with a soulful smirk. Everything about his facial expressions and posture seemed abstract. "What kind of music are you into?"




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Sammie had been laughing away her worries as she stood in the middle of Christmas Wonderland of a living room. Suddenly, a whirlwind of vibrant red and gingerbread scented perfume, Sammie was engulfed in the woman's stick arms. Her accent coated her tongue as she spoke to the girl, and Sammie couldn't help the smile plastered on her face, as if she was a little girl seeing her Idol.

"Sammie girl! Merry Christmas, my little lovebug! My, my...what a dazzling setup you've got in here. Classier than a penthouse party, that's for sure."

Sammie, with that ugly grin superglued on to her face, took in Gigi's exciting orbit, and suddenly began to hyped herself. "Gigi! I'm so glad you could make it tonight!" She bit her lip as Gigi seemed to be still talking, as the toys that you wound up and wouldn't stop for anything, until they ran into the wall nearby. She bit harder as Gigi got more into her story. Gigi had talked her up to agents? What.

"...but one guy found your story interesting, and he wants to meet you tonight! He said he'd be here soon, but...OH!"

And just like that, Sammie practically fainted from excitement. Someone actually listened to Gigi, as crazy as the woman seemed, and how she'd made Sammie so scared when they'd first met. Suddenly, in a whirlwind of light-hearted insults, and Gigi's infant voice, Sammie found herself standing alone in front of the most gorgeous man she'd ever laid eyes on. She had just shook his hand with a steady grip, but knew if he tried to do anything, she'd be weak in the knees, just by looking at his jet black hair, hiding under that slick fedora... and the way that plaid shirt made him seem so.. Sammie shook her head a little, as her eyes wandered to find Gigi, which wasn't too hard with her infamous red.

"I didn't sign with Richcraft Records yesterday morning. I signed with them a week ago. You have to watch out for that girl; she's always had a tendency of exaggerating the truth, even if it's just a tiny bit..."

Benji, as she'd come to find out, had stepped closer to her, and she felt her dignity start to question itself. His voice played through her ears as smoothly as she hoped her future music would to her future, and some current, fans. He seemed.. so soulful, just the fact that he was here must have meant he'd either come to get some type of nightstand with an eager teenager, like so many, wanting to be the next big thing. Sammie cleared her throat, opening her mouth, and couldn't help the smile that took over her as she spoke towards the man, she had secretly already named The Crow. "I'm sure Gigi means well nonetheless. I can't help but feel threatened by her constant push towards something. Like.. she's fighting for something she can't have.. or.." Her eyes diverted to the floor, and at her feet, "It's none of my business, either way." Sammie bit her lip, wondering if he'd take her friendly gossip the wrong way. He could be Gigi's lover for all she knew. She loved Gigi, unless that unsettling voice rattled her insides one too many times.

"I heard you're looking to become a performer, eh? What kind of music are you into?"

Sammie nodded, encouraging his statement, as her lips pursed into a seductive smile, which she didn't intend. "You could call it that. Singer/Dancer, I guess.. a package deal." Her arms were firmly crossed in front of her now, and she felt radiant. "I'm more of Beyonce, than a Jay-Z. I don't think I'd want anyone to hear my rapping rhymes." She let out an innocent giggle, and her eyes drifted up from his feet, and took in all the different textures of his clothing, as well as his rigid shoulders, and that enticing jaw line that she just seemed to imagine herself planting kisses all over it. Stuttering, she broke out of her mind haze, and beamed at the guy in front of her. "If you want.." She looked back at her group, seeing the girls who could sing not being too drunk, at least sober enough to sing back-up. "I could.. show you." She flashed him a wicked grin as she flicked her wrist, three of the girls in the group coming over to her. Sammie felt like the star, she didn't even need a microphone to be heard, and the music was flowing through her mind as she started up her karaoke machine.

She didn't plan this.. she didn't plan this at all...

But, damn it felt so good.

"But let the words slip out of your mouth.." She finished, and her breath was fast, and demanding, and she opened her eyes, taking in the area around her. She didn't know what courage she had summed up to actually do that, but she felt an adrenaline rush pumping through her veins as she bit her lip, clutching her dress at the seams.

Christina Perri - The Words

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Sammie had the dorkiest grin on her face as there were hoots and hollers in the apartment from her little stunt, and was actually surprised Benji himself was soo.. surprised.

"Sammie Tyrant, I hope you know that you just elicited goosebumps and chills out of everyone in this apartment. I...I don't know how else to put it: I am enraptured by your voice. Me and you. We need to collaborate. Now. Soon. Sometime. You in?"

She grinned like a cheeky schoolgirl and blushed as she watched his strong hand fork through his delicate hair. She noticed their closeness had shrunk, as Benji seemed to heavily be leaning on his foot towards her. "Of course! I'd love to! " She squealed, and her hands glued together, all her fingers wrapped around each other. She cleared her throat, and nodded awkwardly. "I have an agent, but they're not exactly my 'official' person. I think I'd rather just set this up with you personally." She slyly smirked in his direction before disappearing briefly to get her number on something.

"Here ya go." She smiled at Benji, a hint of curiosity in her beaming brown eyes.



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"Pardon me for asking this, but...are you French? Your accent...it's familiar. My grandpa used to have one just like yours and he was French. Immigrated into the country when he was just eleven. He passed a year ago, but...for my family and I, he's still not gone."

"Oui, Oui." He couldn't help the mischievous grin he flashed towards her, and the glimmer of adventure in his eyes. "I am originally from Nantes, French. I apologize for your loss, bon." He smirked apologetically at her, and ran a sharp hand through his hair. Then, everything suddenly erupted into a new level of 'partying' as Sammie made herself known via the karaoke machine in the living room.

"She's good.. your roommate." He muttered as he envisioned himself trailing a trail of butterfly kisses along Ellie's neck, and hearing a beautiful sound to hear. "If I didn't know any better.." He started rather casually, " that man looks as if.. he's protective of her. He's been really.. physically close all night." Ben eyed Ellie, wondering if she even knew the devilish bloke.

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"While she's always got guys chasing her around like dogs on a leash, I'd be lucky just to have a guy ask me out!"

Benjamin smirked his lips into a sly smile, as he scrambled his brain to come up with a good reason to ask the girl on a date. An actual real-live date. He looked at the floor as she did as well, unknowingly mirroring her actions. "I.. um.." He cleared his throat, hoping she might catch on in the slightest.

"I would love to accompany you on such a date." He shyly spoke, and ran his hand through his dark hair, wondering if he'd come on too strong, or if he'd made the right decision generally. He looked back at her casually, and swallowed hard.

"I mean.. if y-you have a gentleman friend or you're talking to someone already.. I-I understand-d." He bit his lip in what his mother described, an 'adorable' manner, and his hands shoved in his pockets as he'd set his drink down a million thoughts ago.



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"Central Park. Got it." She nodded triumphantly, and smiled as she observed the way his eyes seemed to shine in the living room lights. "Isn't it-" Before she got a chance to say, Benji answered the question just as quickly as he asked it, and Sammie couldn't hold back the laugh escaping her red lips.

As the all-too-subtle Benji seemed to whisk to the alcoholic beverages, she pursed her lips into a mischievous smirk, running a hand down her ponytail, before confidently following the mysterious man, she'd only met mere minutes ago.

"Tell me, Benji.." She started, with a somewhat sturdy tone. "What brought you here tonight? I know Gigi's loudmouth wasn't the only thing reeling through that smart brain of yours." Her eyes squinted only slightly, her eyes appearing more voluminous. Thanks CoverGirl.