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"Counting bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums." - "Pet" by A Perfect Circle.
J E R R A Y M O N D - D O N A V E A U D ' C A H O R S
"Jerbear." - Given to him from Piper Deveraux. & "Ray." - Given to him by his parents.
July 6th, 1990. ♦ Twenty-Five. ♦ Male. ♦ Heterosexual.
[ ♕ ] R E L A T I O N S H I P S T A T U S
Complicatedly Dating. Speculation and rumour has clouded Jer's bachelor status over the years, colouring his availability in mutinous shades of grey from lack of confirmation of whether or not he's actively pursing a fellow musician, such being none other than the Piper Melandrie Deveraux, a well famed violinist. Aside from their accompanying concerts and performances across the states in various galas, and even recordings, there is little else to testify to their mutual affections; but figures of a held hand here, an arm draped over the shoulders, and a press of a kiss to a cheek have amplified their duet into being "covertly shagging."
[ ♕ ] P R O F E S S I O N
Musician - Classical Venue: Piano & Cello - D'Cahors Hall Instructor.
[ ♕ ] I N D E P T H A P P E A R A N C E
The debut of the D'Cahor heir is defamed as being of the nontraditional masculinity sort, his appearance borders androgynous frailty, a feminine sort of glean that resisters in the sharp planes of his frame; all composed of lanky limbs, wiry muscle, and a sort of balletic grace reserved of a man in his profession. Contrary to his occupation and fame, Jer is donned with sporadic ink and pierced lobes with an identical hoop pierced through his nostril, this, compounded by the erratic dishevelment of his hair - flaxen strands of wheat and waterlogged blonde that peak at the ridge of his jaw - Jer is the least bit visually confirmed as a classical prodigy. Adhering his slender physique, Jer caps out at just a bit of six feet, befitting to his stature enough to be considered appealing. His impression is betrayed as a slight man swathed in every shade of black and grey imaginable, his initial introductions appear stoic, reserved, and perhaps aloof, but the glimmer of mischief ignites far into eyes of tumultuous blue, only clouded by the immersion of work and music when his muse captures his heart in a vice.
The D'Cahors pride themselves not only on musical capability, but also appearances, and whilst Jer is a walking pallet of monochromatic, the finery of his threads are cues to their abundant wealth. Casually done-up is a common term issued, expense hardly wasted on their wardrobes. Staying true to his preference of self-representation though, Jer will stand casually swathed in a fleece pullover and ebony trousers, all made from ridiculously priced sources of course, but the consistency never wavers unless performing publicly.
[ ♕ ] H A B I T S, Q U I R K S, O D D I T I E S
Jer will, more often than not, drum his fingers in a rhythm, mimicking the pings and keys of a piano, constantly burdened by the music that canters and plays through his mind at a constant. He does much the same with mimicking the pull and play of his Cello, even going as far to posture himself as if straddling around the instrument and humming the tunes to accompany his miming. This is sometimes done violently, pending to his state of mind and well famed style of manic performing, despite all reservations of the music industry he dominates.
He possess a quirk of twirling his piercings with his forefinger and thumb, be it the hoop in his nose, or those picked to his ears, either one will suffice when anxiety and nervous qualms over take his stagnant thoughts. With his slight fidgeting, Jer possess the long bourne penchant of biting on pen caps.
On the low-key side of observation, Jer is a routine smoker, much to the displeasure of his partner.
[ ♕ ] H O B B I E S
Writing music, usually vast amounts of sheets and scores, Jer has taken up the hobby of writing his own compared to covering older, much more respected performers long before his age. This hobby sometimes spans to lyrics and fantasy operas and entire scores that encompass an orchestra, but none ever seem to make appearances outside his abundant amount of binders containing them. Commonly he translates popular pop culture songs into various versions befitting his primary instruments.
Considered to go in hand with his primary hobby, the pianist is an avid reader, usually burying his concentration in sheet music and compositions by fellow musicians. The fact that he sometimes shreds these into mere confetti is often bypassed as another source of anxiety, but is best left to its own and not to be questioned.
He wouldn't say it aloud, and he'd do his best to avoid public rumour and speculation, but Jer has the notion to venture into various forms of music, desiring to master all instruments and eventually practice his vocals to give some of his jotted down lyrics a meaning to their bland scrawl. Thus far this hobby has remained uncultured, due to his latest tour of concerts.
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♢ The piano, above all else.
♢ Music of every genre, preferably classical to his idol of Chopin.
♢ Spontaneous ventures.
♢ Finding sport in teasing those closest to him.
♢ Seafood; the man practically drools over sushi.
♢ Exotic embellishments: tattoos and piercings.
♢ Deferring from the norm, his appearance and methods of performing adhere to that.
♢ Sleeping until noon, Jer is not an early riser in the slightest.
♢ Schedules and rigidity.
♢ Hearing his own music played back to him; no worse critic exists than himself.
♢ Sweets; sugar make him nauseous.
♢ Being woken up at dawn, he keeps late hours often.
♢ The legacy of his family, it's a daunting task to live up to.
♢ His own crippling anxiety, developed from his youth years.
♢ His student, most of the time, as the profession of an instructor was not done by his choice.
♢ Failure; to fall under the pressure of legacy, the burden to adhere to the D'Cahor name.
♢ To lose his passion for sound, the music, the ability to hear and play with perfection.
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Mischievous, Boisterous, Dedicated, Perfectionist and Complex Anxiety.
[ ♕ ] P E R S O N A L I T Y
With flourishes of laughter, twinkling mischief and playful inclinations, Jer is the primary creature of light hearted methods and teasing, the latter done onto those closest to him. It might contradict the music he plays, but it swells into the manic spread of emotions he creates from those black and white keys. Jer has developed his own style, his own method to ensuring that his music reaches those of his intended, going as far as to butcher the score with his rapid, violent playing, and it somehow fits him. Clinging to him much like a second skin, the ability Jer possess is prodigy standard, his genius practice laced with his animated laughter and figure. A source of eternal exuberance and cheer, the sort of man that dallies and is all the dressings of an easy going person of well off fanfare. These glimmering smiles, wide and bold, are easily swept into spontaneity, Jer's sudden decisions done and performed with little logic, all for the sake of a laughter to be shared later, at whichever expense is exploited.
However, under the impressions of the sun, the shadows fester and brew. Dark, deep, dismal pools that can reap a man's heart, and sometimes, his soul. Jer's anxiety is compounded by the weight of his fame and the name uttered frequently in the music industry, his family is a sire of wealth and fortune, and coloured in the hues of violet hubris. In this, Jer has become nothing but dedicated to the music, to his instrument, nearly bordering an obsession to the score and a slave to his muse. It has bred and fostered a perfectionist within him, in which constantly battles against his manic and aggressive methods, toying with him daily; much like a cat to a string. But, if he is to perform like a wraith under the influences of his own emotions, then he just must do so perfectly - anything short is insultingly unacceptable. His disorders are sometimes told as insufferable, mostly muttered by those who perform with him or those that he will accompany, and none but Piper have been able to endure Jer's technique.
[ ♕ ] P L A C E O F O R I G I N
Sacramento, California.
His family originates from Paris, France.
[ ♕ ] F A M I L Y
[ mother ] Cordelia Donaveau D'Cahors.
Former award winning musical prodigy, retired violinist. Highly famed instructor, originally from the Blanchard family of renown musicians.
[ father ] Raymond Carlton D'Cahors III.
Former award winning musician for his famous composition LeFortescue, retired pianist and conductor. Currently heads the various D'Cahors company and halls, third generation of the D'Cahors line.
[ ♕ ] H I S T O R Y
From the beginning, Jer's fate was a tapestry woven ahead of his conception, his mere thought and pondering birth laid out in a rigid intention without any room for individuality. Hardly anything else was to be expected from such figures, both Cordelia and Raymond still adorned in the lamplight of fame, fortune, and mutterings of their well determined match. It was with little ceremony that the violinist from the Blanchard household would find hand in the D'Cahors; it was a match made under romanticized companionship, the composer, the accompanist, the duet that would later spear head into affairs and matches. To say it was intentional, to see the two paired in every concert, gala and company hall would be quietly disputed - romance happened in all shades to musicians. Jer was bourne to play the piano, he was sat down at a small age, carefully constructed and conformed to perform even when he could barely reach the keys with his babe hands. The world received the D'Cahors heir with almost bestial fanfare, speculation to his would-be fame already being printed, he was meant for grandiose promises and little else would be given to and taken from him. Such was the predetermined destiny of every D'Cahors.
Life and fame often called away his parents, but Jer understood this necessity under a very young age and was well endured under the act of smiling, laughing and performing to the masses that he was nothing else but a wonderfully loved boy, doted on daily. Homeschooled, raised by nannies and under the music of the piano, he was performing and perfectly executing Chopin at the age of eight and by eleven he was performing in the same concert halls as his parents - a prodigy, a genius, all done under long hours, endless nights, and legacy burdened to him. Flourishment was found within him in spades, sort of a naturalist impression until the manic routines began, his music and playing took on a harder edge, a bruising sort of quality that alarmed most if not all who had become docile under his younger musings. Some were even offended, finding little respect in Jer's sudden rebellion to the score - Cordelia and Raymond thought this is a performance of revenge against his upbringing. But, the truth had little to do with vengeance, Jer was just simply finding his niche, his forte, his call to the piano he loved so dearly that had been there in the place of his family from the beginning of his tutelage. Whilst considered blasphemous, Jer's tactics and techniques continued to swell, sometimes the music would brood, sometimes it would sire anger, and sometimes it was so raw and powerful, it left halls mute and awe struck. Such was Jer D'Cahors' effect on the world.
But, hidden was the sweltering anxiety within himself, something that burned and could only be tamed by the routines of summer spent at the beach, to release and uncoil, to allow himself a moment of reprieve from the pressure of his daily life. Though it was fleeting, Jer found relief and peace in those days, even if the following Fall saw him to records, concerts, and albums and eventually into Piper Deveraux when he turned fifteen. Their first duet sealed their contracts, finding them both performing together often, if not almost religiously until their soloist performances. Since then, Jer has been rumoured to be on the downward spiral, almost purely destructive with a smile torn across his face the entire time.
[ ♕ ] E X T R A
♢ Fluent in both French and German, given his stature of up bringing.
♢ There are many D'Cahors Companies and Halls scattered across the states, with two found over seas. While mostly cultivated on music, D'Cahors also lead into the performing arts and dance.
♢ Jer has always wondered why Cordelia and Raymond have decided on one child, he's never had the courage to ask why.
♢ Favourite celebrity: Natalie Dormer.
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