Name: Ădouard Gautier Riviere
Aliases: Ăd, Panier PercĂ© [
Spendthrift], Joli Garçon [
Pretty Boy], Le Chou [
The Cabbage]
Age: 23
Birthday: January 17th
Ethnicity: French
Birth Place: Grenoble, France
Location: World of Coca-Cola Museum, Atlanta, Georgia
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Business
Occupation: Trust Fund Baby
Languages: French (native), Italian (fluent), English (beginner)
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 168 pounds
Build: Muscular and lean
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark brown
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: French Flag Tattoo on his right upper arm encircled by the words
Vive La France, Ship tattoo on his left upper arm, three piercings on his left ear
Adventurous * Lazy * Endearing * Naive
Sexuality: Heterosexual (Bicurious)
Relationship Status: Single
Personality: While some may describe Ădouard as being a French Paris Hilton with mafia connections, that doesn't do him justice. Certainly, he has the vanity and needs of one who grew up accustomed to riches, and the worth ethic of a person who never had to work. From the moment he was born, everything was handed to Ădouard on a silver platter, and while this
did cause him to become a bit pretentious, it also sheltered him. There's an innocence about him that some may find charming, as while he's an adult, he still has a bit of the mentality of a child. He's old, but he hasn't really grown.
This causes him to be a bit reckless, always wanting to go out and do something interesting. Ădouard is constantly reevaluating himself and where he is, hoping to find something to take away the boredom. Anything that he deems to be work is thrown out, but if he thinks of it as an experience or an adventure, his attitude changes. Too innocent and kind to run the mafia, Ădouard has been forced to grow up and mature from the apocalypse, as he's survived without a household full of servants to take care of his every need. In a way, he's like a Trust Fund Baby leaving home for the first time, and interacting with the real world.
Habits: Whining, Fidgeting when seated
Hobbies: Thrill Seeking, Cards
Fears:- Abandonment
- Never finding a sense of direction in his life
- Being unable to communicate in this post apocalyptic world
Likes:- Sword Fighting
- Wandering Aimlessly
- Sleeping In
- Raves
- Cliff diving
- Indoor sky diving
- Tim Burton
- Luxury
Dislikes:- Authority
- The English Language
- American Politics
- Work
- Academia
- Pressure
- Patience/Waiting Around
Pre Outbreak Skills:
- Rapier
- Cutlass
- Mafia Operations
- Business
- Driving (Car)
Post Outbreak Skills:
- Foraging and Scavenging
- Basic Survival
- Shelter Construction (Poor)
- First Aid (Mediocre)
- Traps (Very Basic)
Current Supplies:
- Current Clothing - Wearing a pair of brown hiking shoes he nicked from the REI, he also wears thick woolen socks. His dark washed jeans are grass stained and worse for wear, partnered with a white undershirt and a black button-up shirt. On top, he has a leather jacket with a wide collar, and a black belt. Of course, he also has the needed undergarments.
- Cutlass
- Rapier
- 3 in 1 Survival Whistle with Compass and Thermometer
- Backpack -- Wearing Thin
- Dented tin cans of pears, peas, and mush (baby food)
- Chipped metal water bottle, half full
- Keys to the poor, poor car that Ădouard somehow managed to total and walk away from
- Thick, wool blanket
- French-English dictionary, with half of the pages missing or illegible
Your First Walker Encounter: Ădouard was at the World of Coca-Cola Museum, enjoying himself and struggling to read the signs. He had been trying to get someone to translate for him, not realizing he had been bothering other tourists and not employees. Eventually, someone did him the kindness to come over to him, but he noticed there was something...wrong...with the man. The man lunged at Ădouard, attempting to bite him, only for Ădouard's bodyguard to shove at the walker. The walker fell over the safety rails and landed in a large vat of Coca-Cola syrup.
History Before Outbreak: Ădouard enjoyed a relatively comfortable life in Southeastern France, living not too far from Italy. His parents were involved in
la mafia française, trafficking all sorts of illicit goods. The youngest in the family with two older sisters, Ădouard enjoyed all of the riches from the trade. He was given his own bodyguard and was taken care of by a household of servants and staff. The lifestyle he enjoyed earned him the nickname Joli Garçon, meaning Pretty Boy.
Ădouard wasn't truly cut out for organized crime. Preferring parties and fine clothing to threats and underground networking, his parents groomed his sisters for running the business, and doted on
leur petit prince. After protesting being taken to school, his parents gave in and allowed him to have private tutors. These tutors hardly stood up for themselves, only teaching Ădouard subjects that he was interested in. Consequently, while he became fluent in Italian, he never learned to speak English.
His diva phase shifted into a bit of a rebellious one by the time he was 17, with Ădouard getting multiple tattoos and piercings. He shunned the more flamboyant pleasures and began to dress
comme un gothique. Hoping that they would be able to redirect his attention towards the family business, his parents began to make arrangements to send him to college to learn business. Those skills, they hoped, would help him eventually take over, much to his sisters' annoyance.
And while he did attend college, he mostly went there for experiences. He attempted to drop out on several occasions, only to be found learning how to "swashbuckle" in Cyprus. Frustrating his parents to no end, Ădouard threw away a small fortune on unneeded items, such as buying a car, only to "lose it" the next day. From this, he became
leur panier percé, known in English as a spendthrift.
At age twenty, Ădouard told his parents he was going to America to find himself that summer. They gave a very weak protest, but he went off anyways. On his tour, he picked up very basic English, such as:
"Toilet. Girl. Hungry. Where? Fuck off. Those few words and more helped him get around the country, along with his bodyguard and a guide book, written in French. Eventually, Ădouard found himself in Georgia, and decided to spend his day at the World of Coca-Cola Museum in Atlanta.
History Since Outbreak: FĂ©lix, his bodyguard, is the only reason Ădouard has managed to survive. FĂ©lix had taken a romantic interest in the boy, safeguarding him from harm as much as he could. For a while, Ădouard explored a relationship with him, eventually ending it when he realized that he was not, in fact, gay. However, every so often, his experimental mood comes over him once again. When he was traveling with FĂ©lix, this became a special sort of hell for his bodyguard.
The pair of them fled the Coca-Cola Museum after the encounter, running to the penthouse suite that Ădouard had rented. FĂ©lix wanted to run, but Ădouard had become accustomed to a certain standard of living, and turned his nose up at the idea of leaving the suite. He insisted that anything they needed to survive could be found at the very top, and instructed FĂ©lix to barricade all of the entrances. For a few months, this method seemed to be working--until Ădouard let a walker into the apartment, assuming it was the cleaning lady.
Needless to say, after escaping that situation miraculously, FĂ©lix managed to convince Ădouard to leave the penthouse. The pair of them packed up everything they had and went inside of Ădouard convertible, always having the roof up, much to Ădouard's dismay. The pair of them lived in that car for the next three years, with FĂ©lix taking them to small towns and teaching (with some success) Ădouard how to survive without a butler. Ădouard picked up some various skills, gradually becoming more independent, and learning to fend for himself.
The pair were in Georgia when FĂ©lix and Ădouard attempted to raid a REI type of store for more supplies. While inside, walkers surrounded FĂ©lix, and Ădouard ran in cowardice, leaving FĂ©lix to die. Ever since, Ădouard has been struggling to survive without his bodyguard, lamenting his fate and all of the so-called "wrongs" that have been done to him. Fortunately, he remembered the basics of how to get by--though Ădouard recognizes that if he doesn't find other people soon, he'd likely end up dead within a few more months.
Character Quote: "Maman! Papa! Ce n'est pas une phase!"
"Vous voulez sortir avec moi, n'est-ce pas?"
"Comment dit-on 'walker' en français? Ben....Merde!"
Theme Song: The Headless Waltz - VoltaireHow Many Walkers Have You Killed: Two
How Many People Have You Killed: One
Why: Due to his cowardice, he essentially killed FĂ©lix by leaving him to the walkers.
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