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Abelle Batton

Roleplay: "Bataille"

Player: Zika

Private,   Enabled,   Pending,   Owned



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Synopsis
Don't even think about calling him a girl.


Description


Name:

Abelle (A-bell) Batton.

Age:

Twenty.

Hair:

He has long pink red hair that he keeps in a long braid. When his hair is not in said braid; it falls just below his round butt.

Eyes:

His eyes are almond shaped and jade green, he has long light red eye lashes.

Weight:

104lb.

Height/Build:

He has a small build, with a lean torso but muscular legs. He stands around five foot one and has rounds hips (and butt) along with small A-cup breasts that he covers with wraps to try to hide.

Clothing Style:

 Abelle dresses similar to the Kuro Lolita style, lots of ruffly shirts, somewhat shorter shorts with vests, lots of ribbons and lace. He tends to wear darker colors, black, grey, navy blue, etc. He often wears mini top hats, some that have ribbons or bows on them, he also wears fingerless lace gloves most of the time. He tends to wear lose fitting tops and tighter bottoms, to try to hide the fact that he is physically a female and not actually a male by societies views on gender.


 



Personality

Likes/Dislikes:

Likes – Abelle likes darker colors, black, grey, blues, and darker purples. He loves waking up just before the sun rises and watching it rise to be its fullest; he also loves watching the moon rise as well. He likes to pick flowers and plant them all around; he dreams of same day having a large garden to call his own. His favorite animals are cats and ferrets. His favorite food is broccoli, and he doesn’t eat meat.

Dislikes – Abelle hates girly colors and avoids pink and lighter shades at all times. He hates being mistaken for a girl and often argues with those who call him female. He hates when it’s completely quiet outside, and anything to do with killing animals (he doesn’t eat any type of meat). He however, doesn’t care for dogs or big birds. He dislikes getting dirty and sweating.


Talents/Failures:

Talents –

Abelle is good at using his hands, he's good at playing instruments and using tools due to their small size. He's great at throwing knives and years of practice have done nothing but good things for him aim. Although some might not expect it; he is also a great dancer and can move his small framed body into the smallest corners and cracks in walls, which come in handy when fighting those larger than himself. He's also a great thief.

Failures –

He was born.


Personality:

Abelle has mastered the “innocent” look; it helped him get by on the streets without people expecting him to be a little thief. He uses his size and appearance to make people think he is younger than he really is and to make them think he’s a sweet little angel, he keeps a soft sweet smile on his lips whenever people look at him to stop from drawing attention to himself even more than his red hair already did. Despite his “innocent” look and his sweet smiles, Abelle is a little devil. He’s sly and quick, he can lie to someone’s face and not falter or care much that he was lying to them; no matter what story he came up with, because of this he’s also good at making up stories on the spot that tend to make since.  The boy also seems to suffer from “small dog syndrome”.  Even though he is small in build and height, he is quick to challenge those larger than him. He has a loud mouth and is brash, and quick to speak his mind. He’s rather hot-headed for a small guy and doesn’t care how large someone is; he’s not afraid to take them on when it comes to a fight, even more so because he is so small. He’s quick to be angered when people mistake him for a girl or call him a ‘girl’, he also tends to be ambitious when it comes to his goals and rather impatient.



Equipment / Abilities

Specialty:

His specialty is being able to take down people three times his size and being quick on his feet.

Weaponry:

   He keeps four Enlan Bee EL07T Black Line knives on him at all times.




History

Abelle was born into a world of pure hate; his parent’s two punk teenagers that were more focused on putting whatever drugs they could find into their bodies. Only when his mother found out she was five months pregnant did she stop doing drugs, and the moment he was removed from her womb; she started back up. His parents had never wanted a child; he was often neglected and forgotten in the most dangerous places. His grandparents on each side had died long before he was born, he had no one to protect him or show him love. They were mostly 'street rats', his family and him; they'd go from one street to the next to try to find somewhere dry and warm in the winter and fall, and somewhere cool and shady in the summer. This went on until Abelle was six years old; even then he tended to act more boyish rather than girlish, he would cut his hair all by himself and he would play rough with the other street rats rather than with the girls. When asked about his behavior, he would say, "I don't like being a girl, it feels right being with the boys and having short hair." That was the first time his father smacked him, “If you can act like a boy, then you can be treated like one.” It was then he started being worked, his parents would force him to roam the streets and try to steal all he could. Food, money, water, clothing, anything his little hands could grab and he could keep fit perfectly into his arms.

 

This continued until he was eight years old and a police man watched him steal from a woman and followed him two blocks before he stopped him in his tracks. The police man asked him what he was doing and where he was going; frightened the boy tried to lie to him but failed and the police man demanded for him to take him back to the others. Abelle thought the police man would hit him as his father always did, so he took the man back to where his parents and the other street rats where living. More police showed up and the adults were arrested, the boy never saw his parents again. After the adults were taken away, the children where but in a correction house; where they were taught stealing was bad and that there was good to the world. When a child seemed to understand, they were taken to the orphanage so they could be adopted into loving homes.

 

The police man that found Abelle was chief Jean La Paul Batton, he and his wife, Lilith, adopted him when he turned ten years old and took him to their large house in the country. They didn’t exactly spoil him, but he often got small things he wanted. He took paint classes and violin practices on the side of school; to repay his new parents; he would do yard work and feed the cattle and horses. When he was eleven they got him an Australian sheep dog and bought sheep to teach him how to take care of animals and herd them, as time passed, he started to enjoy his life (even if Lilith put him in dresses), however. When he turned fourteen, Jean La Paul fell ill with a terrible sickness and the man died three months later, leaving Abelle and Lilith alone with the money they had left. Within the year, Lilith remarried to Frances Letrus, a nasty man who shoved Abelle around and treated him like a servant. Outraged by such behavior, the boy confronted his adopted mother about this treatment, two nights later; he found himself back on the streets he had been born on. All he had were the clothes on his back, the knives his father was teaching him to throw and his dog.

 

He swore he would make it on his own, he needed no parents to protect him; now he was older and stronger than he had been (still small though) the first time. The streets welcomed him back with as much hate has he had been born into; he had to fight to survive and get out of the stupid dress he was wearing as soon as he could. He went back to wearing boy clothes, but this time he kept his hair long; knowing it was not safe being male nor female at his age and living on the streets. He had the feeling if he appeared to be either; no one would bother him. However he was mistaken, when he was sixteen, he was beat and raped by a group of men much larger than himself; he was found by a nice older couple who took him in until he was healed and well rested, he had wished to stay with him but had left anyway. Determined to prove to the world that even though he was small and fragile looking; he could take care of himself on the dangerous streets.


The next few years of his life were uneventful, just him dodging other street rats and the police. Until he turned nineteen years old and he had a run in with a seven foot bear of a man. He had stolen some bread from the other street rat; and though he hadn’t known at the time, the man had seen him and followed him to his hide out. The man ripped his make shift door from the hinges and had attacked him, no words said, not even, “You’re dead.” Left the man’s lips. Abelle had screamed for help but no one had came to safe him, so with all of his might, he managed to get far enough from the man to get to his knife set and threw a knife right through the center of his forehead. He remembered how it just stuck out. Straight in the center. He watched the body fall and he had scrambled over, took his knife and packed all he could before he had ran off. A night later, when he woke he found a letter beside him inviting him to some sort of organization; he quickly went to join.



Extra


Abella is transgendered, he is physically a female. He is also a morte.


 Origin:
Cosne-Cours-sur-Loire, France.