MIMIEUX, Trinity Giselle

[trinity giselle mimieux]

*Trinity Giselle Mimieux,

“so give me something to believe, cause I am living just to breathe…”

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*step into the spotlight,
» FULL NAME: Trinity Giselle Mimieux
» NICKNAMES: Trin(i), Gisi, Mimi
» AGE/BIRTHDAY: 17; December 28, 1993
» GENDER: female
» ORIENTATION: straight,
» CANON OR ORIGINAL: original
» GROUP/GRADE: senior

*let them see who you are,
» HAIR: its caramel, wavy and reaches to her elbows.
» EYES: she has shocking blue eyes with full lashes and big.
» HEIGHT/WEIGHT: she stands at 5’4 and is 110.5 lbs
» DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: just a scar on her arm in the shape of a star
» STYLE: feminine, flowy and girly with lots of florals, lace and silk. But she loves jeans.
» OVERALL:
A caramel color could suffice. If we’re getting technical, her hair is a soft brown with dark brown lowlights and honey highlights. Its all natural from being under the sun a lot. Its wavy naturally and comes down to her elbows in layers. Its healthy and she doesn’t really do much to it after getting out of the shower. Her bangs are long to her chin and can swoop in quite nicely if effort is put in since it is the straightest part of her hair. And for eyes, she has dazzling blue eyes that could stop you in your tracks, she has the glacier blue that change hues occasional by going to a more natural blue. She’s got long lashes and wide eyes, always full of happiness. At 5’4 and 110.3 lbs, Trinity is a sweetheart. She’s got the long hair, gold skin and sweet cupid’s bow to her pale pink lips. She’s not too dark, but she isnt pale. She’s frail, gentle and looks like she’s a princess out of a fairy tale-minus the gown and tiara. She’s developed nicely, but not too curvy as she’s a petite woman. She’s very sweet with the way she dresses, always in dresses and lace and silk and other feminine attire.

*shine through the darkness,
» LIKES: drawing, painting, reading, writing, dancing, laughing, pastels
» DISLIKES: the color purple, liars, loud noises, secrets, glasses
» STRENGTHS: great artist, good listener, selfless, sweetheart, loving, trusting.
» WEAKNESSES: thunderstorms, complete darkness, spiders, being alone, rough oceans
» SECRETS: -is a virgin, -has never kissed a boy, -has witnessed her father beat her mother once.
» GOALS: own an art gallery, get married, inspire other people.
» OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Shy: Trinity Giselle is not the person you expect to bust out in song while dancing on the tables like they do in High School Musical. Trinity Giselle is more like the type of girl who you’d find reading a book on her own by the window. She’s not very vocal, considering that she has no real friends. Never had she ever had a real friend, she was home schooled up until they decided to enroll her in high school. They waited awhile after her seventeenth birthday to let her start. Excited to be enrolling, she was content but nervous.

Respectful and Mature: Growing up in a world with adults, Trinity Giselle learned to listen to all authorities, never really causing ruckus. She can handle adult problems, seeing as how her mother always spoke with her about financial issues, politics, marital issues and other things. Trinity Giselle also attended various adult parties with her mother.

Good Listener: Hearing her mother constantly talk to her about her husband woes, Trinity learned to adapt to every situation and just listen. She’ll only speak if you ask her to give her opinion. Otherwise, she’ll gaze at you with this face that can make you feel like she can solve all your problems.

Intelligent yet Innocently Naive : Trinity’s very innocent, never having a boyfriend, a drink, a drug. She’s one of those girls that was kept in a cage, but not by force of course. Trinity spent most of her time, aiming to be a straight A student, AP prodigy, and discovering things in English specifically. She’s a bit naïve, being that she doesn’t know the outside world as much as a girl her age should know.

Dreamer: Yes, Trinity has many hopes and dreams, and she always believes the best will happen if you believe in it. But lately, no one has been seeing too much of this side, mainly because she’s homesick, afraid and very nervous. Before though, she’d influence others with her soft spoken, sunshine that radiates from her body. Although, you might not notice it now a days.

Thoughtful: Trinity always thinks of others before herself, a weird thing to do. She'll see something while window shopping and buy it for the person she thought might like it. She's very helpful as well, always wanting to lend a hand. She believes everyone is good, and that everyone deserves second chances. She's sweet like that. So Naive.

*dive into your past,
» PARENTS: Jonathan and Emmanuelle Mimieux
» SIBLINGS: Dmitri, the twins- Edward and Nathan and Jace.
» PETS: a min pin by the name of Nachito.
» SIGNIFICANT OTHER: n/a
» OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: her nannies back in france.
» HISTORY:
Born as the youngest of Five, Trinity is the only female in the house, aside from her mother, originally named Emmanuelle Eristao, who had an affair with the neighbor, thus creating Jace Mimieux, whom she recently told to her husband Jonathan Mimieux. Aside from the current history, it all started when Jonathan decided to take his lovely wife out to dinner at her favorite restaurant Le Petit Rue, The little street, coincidentally located on a small street not too far away from their small home. Jonathan and Emmanuelle were both from respectable families, but decided to start their own life very young, since Emmanuelle had her son at 18. So they lived in a small home in Cassel, France.

From there they had their twins Nathan and Edward, and a few years later, Jonathan knew that he had to get a better job, and since he was in Med. School, he figured he’d start his own company. So one day, while Emmanuelle, watched from the sidelines, as Jonathan rarely came home, she began to feel lonely. Jonathan sometimes stayed so late, he’d call his wife and tell her he’d be in the office all night. The business wasn’t doing too great in the beginning. So he had contacted his father and together, they arranged a donation of money, courtesy of Jonathan Sr. and spent all their time together working on the business. So one day, The Mimieux’s neighbors decided to introduce themselves, and from there, an affair started.

When Emmanuelle got pregnant, she was so worried. She kept trying to catch her husband, and eventually they reconciled and spent a passionate night together. The next few weeks went slowly, until finally she announced she was pregnant. Jonathan then decided it’d be best to move out some day soon. Unfortunately, the business was not flourishing the way he had expected it to. Disappointed, he joined the few others his father had hired into working night and day. Jace was soon born and had eyes the color of the neighbor, hazel. Jonathan’s eyes were light brown. Jonathan, however pushed this aside.

A year later, Emmanuelle was discovered pregnant again, this time, Jonathan slapped himself in the face, “Not another boy…please, heavens, we have enough boys roughhousing around!” he told her as he held her in his arms for the first time in months. From then on, God blessed him with a lovely daughter. “Trinity.” Was all Emmanuelle could utter, awed by the girl she was carrying. Jonathan then decided to move, as the moved into a bigger house. It wasn’t big enough and Jonathan promised to his wife that they’d move into a fancy mansion. His disheveled wife who had hair sticking out in random places from her ponytail glared at him, “Maids too.” He said and she laughed. From then on, Trinity grew up in a nursery. Right before Kindergarten, Dmitri was 12 and was a little promiscuous, dating all sorts of girls. The only problem were that they were little open who thought “open up please” meant they had to open their legs…

Jonathan, masked his horror with anger, and swore he’d never let his daughter become those fishnets, mini-skirted trash bags. He started homeschooling her immediately and at that moment decided, he’d protect her as much as she could. By keeping her in the house, and only associated with older, more sophisticated people. At six, the family moved out to Paris, France and Jonathan did as he promised his wife three years ago.

Now that help was here, his business thriving, he spent more and more time with his wife reconnecting. It wasn’t working. They had become two different people in the past twelve years, it felt almost impossible to love each other the way they once used to. So he spent his time in the office and she spent her time shopping and taking her daughter to opera houses, fashion shows and parties. The other boys, attended school, graduated with the help of tutors and instructors. Except Jace, but that’s a whole other story.

By the time Trinity’s 17 birthday rolled around, they discovered they were moving to America because their father had received a new job promotion. Jace was the first to hear the news and he frowned. Looking at his sister. And then Jace said to his mother. “Why?” and in a calm voice, she approached Trinity as she was the last one to know. “I think it was time we spoke about the future Trinity.” Her mother had said in a clipped voice.

Later that day, Emmanuelle told her of the past, and the two shared some hot cocoa with each other and started their grand move to a “Better” life as their father had called it. It was a scary move, but they had a bigger home and a better maid service as Jace liked to kid. He and Trinity enrolled in high school (which would require her to adapt differently that what she was used to…) together and the other brothers started college again in the fall, now settling into their new life- Trinity was actually pretty content. Her parents owned a great home and she was attending a prestigious school.

*behind the scenes,
» NAME/ALIAS: trini works. lol
» AGE: 18
» ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: 10 years/9 years ?
» HOW YOU FOUND US: caution 2.0
» CODE PHRASE: admin edit
» RP SAMPLE:

As much as she hated to admit, she felt his emotions- she did not have a bond with him, but she did however, feel emotions from him clearer than other people. Was it the trauma that the two had experienced? Her more than he? Was it the fact that no matter what, Sowen stalked her, whether she was aware of it or not? Why did he need to follow her? She was confusing herself now. She hated him more than anything- an unfamiliar pang in her heart. She felt remorse for him, but she was also angry. She was scared of him and everyone else out there. She couldnt handle so much emotion on her, it was giving her an overload. The headache started slowly as the growing desire for revenge. Revenge though- was not to be taken lightly. It was a fragile matter, and it was a deathly spear in a room of clouds. One wrong move on either part and the two could very well end up in an undoable grave. No pun intended. She tilted forward, falling into the book shelf. She lifted her hand to her temple, giving out a moan of digression. It was too much. Simple as that. She was not ready to handle three heavy emotions. She couldnt help it. She looked to Sowen, and felt the one emotion that stood out most. Anger. She didnt turn, but she did feel the familiar tingle. But it was darker this time. An unrecognized force amongst her that she'd never felt before.

Trinity had never used her powers to hurt anyone before. She had never dreamed of making someone suffer by her hands. She used empathy for good- and at times, when she could- telekinesis. But this darkness laced with the familiar tingle of power at her finger tips. She felt empowered. It was a sick, twisted feeling that revolted her stomach. It felt macabre, and the lace and sweet that Trinity represented were gone. Sowen was hers right now. She thought of only one way to rid her emotional overload. Forcing her emotions through the small bond Sowen had with her, she shoved the jaded and sadistic twist of hatred and the morose and morbid remorse. She'd make him her martyr. She'd put him through the torment he had put her through in the last few months. As she pounded him with her emotions, letting it literally hit him against him and recline, and hit him full force again- she was toying with him. She wanted him to feel the position of the mouse. You didnt necessarily need to be feeble to be one. Anyone could be the mouse, if put in the right position at the right time. And now, now that they were alone? This, was the perfect timing. No one to tell them to stop, and he was all hers. She would be the cat in this cat and mouse game they had been playing for quite some time now. Silence surrounded them, her breathing quiet and still. He had no idea what he was about to experience, and neither did Trin. After all, she wasnt quite herself right now...

Finally, she turned around, and faced him head on. "Look at me." she commanded, as her eyes shifted, the deep pools of blue flaring now. There was something in her eyes, whether or not it was life- it was definitely power. Serenity was in her blood. But so was her past linage. The women of her linage, may have died at one point, but in spirit they always doubled into the next lucky woman. It kept the blood strong, and now that it was Trinity's turn to refresh everything, she'd bring back her past, her present and create the future physics. Therefore, with extra power in her-her defiant ways now would not stop until the thick repulsive toxic hate had been eradicated from her body. She walked towards him now, watching him- unmoving. He was afflicted, but he was not defected. If he wanted to- he could snap her neck and end all of this. But she knew, as well as he, that this would not be happening. Inside of him, there was a feeling of surprise and something else. Aside from the waves of nauseating hate and ghastly remorse, there was something she couldnt identify. The pure of her heart was tainted, it would not pick up this emotion that he held dearly to his dead unbeating heart. Like the coldness of his skin, he would see the cold depths of her heart that abhorrence had created.

His self hatred had added onto her own, because surely Trinity could not retain that much hatred. She was absorbing his emotions. Which thus created a vicious cycle. "Oh my dear Sowen, you have killed the good that was left in me." she said in a voice that was not her own. It was wise beyond her years and full of power. It was so close to the beloved Serenity. She was always secure of herself. She was sure of it. As the girl smirked she fully unleashed her empathy on him, increasing the emotions that hit him. "Do you feel this? This is what you have put me through for the last few months. I just thought I would repay you the favor." she laughed sadistically. This was not Trinity. Not at all. However, this was not just Serenity. As mentioned before, the women of her linage...they werent always good girls like Trinity. Roughly, most of them abused their power and enjoyed watching people suffer as they saw fit. Gradually, there were the good ones, who received more power. There was a force somewhere up there, and they knew what they were doing. This is not to say that her linage was insane or that Miss. Trinity was subject to hereditary insanity. No No, It simply meant that her ancestors knew when to use their power and were not afraid to use it. Of course, she'd regret this later, but as of right now, her own power was turning on her. She looked behind him now, tilting her head ever so slightly as she continued to approach him. She sent her hand out, as in asking for his hand, sending the chair from across the book store quickly behind Sowen, knocking into his knees causing him to sit. "Please, do take a seat."

"Why I fled? Let us take a moment and truly think of what an idiotic question that is Dear Sowen..." again, in the voice that was her. She stood in front of him now, forcing him to look up with her telekinesis, boring her azure eyes into him. The deep pools of blue unveiling the emotions she felt within. The main feeling being what he felt himself, and fear. But buried within, deep inside was the guilt of her doing this to him. The real Trinity would never have done something so sick and sadistic. But the real Trin was being consumed. There was static in the air as she put her arms on either side of him, her knuckles white from the grasping of the arm rests. "Do you know what I am? The blood that courses through me? I am human my dear, I am not nearly as powerful as anyone out there. I come from free will- I do not have a master, an owner. I do as I PLEASE and HOW I want." she spoke, her glare complimented by a scandalous smirk. In the most condescending way, she continued. "You- are a vampire. YOU feed off of me, and many others I presume. So does everyone else out there. Even the lycanthrope. In the smallest gestures, I could easily be killed. As we have seen between you and I. Have we not?" The rhetorical question hung in the air...

She walked away from him now, smirking, letting a book wander in the air above her, it went straight towards Sowen now, but fell short in front of him. Her power faltered, her energy was drained. She gasped as she reached for her head, screaming in agony. Her power, the twisted hate- it vanished for the most part and Trinity, was coming back. The deep azure in her eyes- the life in them- faded. They were a pale blue, but shifted to azure. They could not settle on an emotional level and her energy was leaving her. She staggered before falling to her knees, her gown gathering around her as she clutched to her head, nearly pulling her hair out from the massive migrane she was gaining. Only a few feet from Sowen now, she had lost herself. Let hate take over her and consume her energy. She sobbed quietly to herself, letting her body keel over in exhaustion. Surely, the vampire who feeds off of pain was getting a little high from her pain. As she lay there, her hair covering her face and her hands over her temples, the tears streaked her cheeks and she lay nearly lifeless had it not been for her trembling. Her eyes deep azure, lifeless as well. They were fading though, quietly and surely, just as the hope inside of Trinity was.

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