Re: Francois de Coulmier | Quills 2notbyfaithaloneApril 25 2011, 01:35:28 UTC
COMPUTER APTITUDE: Francois has average computer skills for someone his age. Facile with word processing programs, databases, Power Point presentations, and the like, he knows how to set up simple filters and use encryption programs for private messages. However, he’s not a hacker and wouldn’t have any idea how to go about doing it. He is also familiar with the more sophisticated cell phones and PDA’s and their use.
AU HISTORY: Born in Dijon on February 12, 1983 to Amadieu and Claire de Coulmier, Francois is the older of fraternal twins, his sister Josephine (Fifi) born twenty minutes later. They have two younger brothers, Bertrand and Fabrice, two and five years apart. From an early age, Francois knew he was different from his peers, but it wasn’t something he fully understood or could put a name to. He just knew that when the other boys made a point of tormenting the girls, it wasn’t something that interested him. If he participated, it was in a half hearted way or because they seemed to expect it. More often than not, he preferred the company of his twin sister and her friends. Because he wasn’t a bully, they largely accepted him into their inner circle, a situation that displeased his traditional father.
Amadieu moved his family to Paris just before Francois and Fifi were old enough to begin primary school because he wanted all of his children to be able to attend a prestigious private Catholic school, College Stanislas, rather than any of the state run secular schools. With Francois secured in the boys’ only section of the school and Fifi in the girls’, Amadieu successfully disrupted the pattern of behavior he saw as unhealthy. Francois formed many solid friendships and began actively participating in sports. It was an accident while playing football that split his lip when he was ten.
During the summers, the family took holiday all over Europe, visiting Rome, Venice, Madrid, Berlin, Vienna, the Swiss Alps, Krakow, and many other smaller, off the beaten path destinations. Once they took a trans-Atlantic trip to tour a large part of Canada, but they never made it to the United States as Amadieu disapproved of what he saw to be an amoral culture.
By his teen years, Francois was well aware that he wasn’t attracted to girls the way his peers were. Telling no one his reasoning, not even his sister, he quietly made the determination to pursue the priesthood in the hopes of purging himself of desires he had been brought up to believe were unnatural. His parents both wholeheartedly approved of his expressed course of study, bursting with pride and telling all of their friends, as well as the priest of their cathedral.
Despite his secret reasoning, Francois truly took to the feeling of calling. For his baccalaureat, he sat for the série littéraire in order to enter the Faculté de Théologie of the Catholic University of Paris. His marks were high enough to earn him a full scholarship. There he focused on theology and canon law. Paradoxically, the more he learned of church law, the more aware he became that if he followed through with his plans, he would be pursuing a life of hypocrisy.
Re: Francois de Coulmier | Quills 3notbyfaithaloneApril 25 2011, 01:36:01 UTC
By the end of his first year, he realized he couldn’t pursue ordination, not only because of what he was learning in his classes, but because he had fallen in love with an art student, Juste Phillipe Lambert. The affair was torrid and passionate, lasting almost a year before it ended abruptly when Francois found Juste Phillipe in bed with a mutual friend. The sting of betrayal and his lover’s dishonesty gave him the courage to do something he had long wanted but feared, to come out to his family and tell them that he had chosen to pursue a double major in psychology and philosophy instead. To this day, his father refuses to speak to him. His mother calls only sporadically, clearly torn between her husband’s disapproval and love of her son. His siblings have been universally supportive, Fifi confessing that she long suspected what he finally told the family and relieved that he’s able to live more openly.
After graduation he remained at the university to obtain his Master’s Degree in psychology. It was during this time that he took his second serious lover, an economics student named Marin Dauphin. He was the polar opposite of Juste Philippe, quiet, reserved, and unflapable. Near the end of his degree program, he made it clear to Francois that when he graduated, he planned to move away from Paris. Both men accepted the reality of the situation. The relationship ended amicably, and they still communicate via e-mail and the occasional phone call.
While working on his degree, Francois obtained a job as an orderly at Sainte-Anne Psychiatric Hospital. An economic slump saw the hospital understaffed and the psychiatrists overworked. One of the patients Francois believed should have been more closely supervised and confined showed increasingly disturbing and violent behavior and yet was allowed to go on an outing with five other patients over his objections. During the course of their trip to a park, the patient somehow obtained a knife and slashed the throat of a young mother who was accompanied by her toddler son. The heinous crime made national news, causing a ripple of firings and inquests at the hospital. Although Francois was exonerated of any negligence by investigators, the experience troubled him deeply.
After he obtained his Master’s, he stayed on at the hospital for two more years as a practicing psychologist. Eventually, he left Paris in part to escape the pain of his father’s refusal to speak to him and in part because he was very disillusioned with the way mental health care was managed. He had traveled to many of the smaller regions of France during breaks in schooling and fallen in love with the slower pace of life offered in the sleepier towns. The idea of teaching appealed to him. He applied to several private academies in various regions and was accepted at Reims when he was twenty-five. He has taught there for three years, finding much more satisfaction in his job and living situation than he ever felt while at Sainte-Anne.
Re: Francois de Coulmier | Quills 4notbyfaithaloneApril 25 2011, 01:36:52 UTC
JUSTIFICATION: Francois is a highly responsible, organized man in the canon from which he is taken. Despite his young age, he was director of Charenton Asylum for the Insane for two years by the start of Quills, already an elected Abbe of his order, and able to hold his own against the likes of the Marquis de Sade. The AU version of Francois is no less responsible, willing and able to take on any duties required of him. He has genuine compassion and empathy for those who are his charges and takes their well being seriously.
He is not afraid to wield authority or be very firm when necessary. Because of a firm foundation in the teachings of the Catholic Church and a genuine belief in the tenets and precepts, he is both moral and ethical. He can be trusted with student confidentiality and not to engage in inappropriate ways with those entrusted to him.
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Attention Sixième through Troisième Latin students! The Junior Latin Club meeting will be held at 16:00 on Wednesday. This will be an important meeting, because we’ll be holding elections for club officers for the coming term. Election will be by nomination followed by secret ballot, and the following positions must be filled: President, Vice-President, Secretary, and Treasurer.
Due to the responsibilities of the Treasurer, only Quatrième and Troisième nominations will be accepted, no exceptions. Also up for discussion will be two field trips, one local, one to Paris toward the end of term. Several destinations will be up for a vote.
Re: Francois de Coulmier | Quills 5notbyfaithaloneApril 25 2011, 01:37:40 UTC
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What I wouldn’t give for a cigarette, Francois thought dourly as he tied his trainers in preparation for his early morning run. It had been nearly a week now since he smoked the last one from his last pack. All the nasty tasting nicotine gum in the world wasn’t a proper substitute for the calm he felt when taking a drag. It was about the total experience, not just the drug.
Sighing, he straightened and pushed a hand back through his hair. That sort of thinking wasn’t helpful. It would just get him back to bad habits, and he had promised Fifi he’d do better about that, hadn’t he? He still recalled the waver in her voice when the phone had awakened him at 03:12. “Papa had a bad asthma attack. They’ve taken him to the hospital.”
He hadn’t wanted to care. He and his father hadn’t said one word to each other for six years, not by his choosing. If the old man wanted to throw his life and health away by smoking on top of asthma, let him. However, no matter how angry--hurt, if he was being honest--he was with his father, he couldn’t take it out on his twin. He had consoled her for the better part of two hours, and before she was done with him, she had managed to extract the promise that now saw him in such a foul mood. “Stop that horrible habit, Francois, please? I don’t want to see you like this when we’re both in our late forties. It’s bad enough you live so far away.”
Opening the door onto cool, gray morning air, he turned the collar up on his windbreaker. It was still chill enough that he wanted the extra protection on his neck. Only when he was good and warmed up would he shrug out of the jacket and tie it at his waist. After a few stretches and a brisk walk to the end of the lane, he started picking up the pace. There was also something calming about the thud of his feet on pavement and the rhythm of his breath. Running on pavement wasn’t the same thrill of pitting himself against rough terrain, and it was harder on his knees. Still, it was one of the few times in the day his mind was truly placid and at ease.
Everything was greening up, tulips and hyacinth sending up spikes in the window boxes he passed. By the time he reached full speed for a hard run, he left all thoughts of his father behind, and the craving for a cigarette eased. He didn’t know if it was wishful thinking that it seemed he breathed a little easier. He decided to take it at face value.
He ran well past the initial burn of legs and lungs but not so far that runner’s high kicked in. He didn’t have time for that sort of distance before having to make his way to the ferry and classes. He returned to his flat winded and satisfied with his progress, took a quick shower and dressed for work, then grabbed a coffee and pastry to go at the corner cafe. He liked the chance to collect himself before the teaching day started. The morning run ensured he’d arrive at class with a clear head and minimal tension, something his students might not have known enough about him to appreciate but that they benefited from nonetheless.
Revision RequestreimsadminApril 25 2011, 22:33:31 UTC
After reading over and discussing your application, we would like a few revisions. They are as follows:
-The AU History doesn't give any indication as to why the character would be qualified to teach Speech. We would like you to consider the character being solely a Latin teacher, spanning both middle and high school. If you still wish for the character to be a Speech teacher, please revise the history to reflect this qualifications to do so.
Please have your revisions submitted within one week from this notice. Should you have any questions or need clarification, please contact us.
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AU HISTORY: Born in Dijon on February 12, 1983 to Amadieu and Claire de Coulmier, Francois is the older of fraternal twins, his sister Josephine (Fifi) born twenty minutes later. They have two younger brothers, Bertrand and Fabrice, two and five years apart. From an early age, Francois knew he was different from his peers, but it wasn’t something he fully understood or could put a name to. He just knew that when the other boys made a point of tormenting the girls, it wasn’t something that interested him. If he participated, it was in a half hearted way or because they seemed to expect it. More often than not, he preferred the company of his twin sister and her friends. Because he wasn’t a bully, they largely accepted him into their inner circle, a situation that displeased his traditional father.
Amadieu moved his family to Paris just before Francois and Fifi were old enough to begin primary school because he wanted all of his children to be able to attend a prestigious private Catholic school, College Stanislas, rather than any of the state run secular schools. With Francois secured in the boys’ only section of the school and Fifi in the girls’, Amadieu successfully disrupted the pattern of behavior he saw as unhealthy. Francois formed many solid friendships and began actively participating in sports. It was an accident while playing football that split his lip when he was ten.
During the summers, the family took holiday all over Europe, visiting Rome, Venice, Madrid, Berlin, Vienna, the Swiss Alps, Krakow, and many other smaller, off the beaten path destinations. Once they took a trans-Atlantic trip to tour a large part of Canada, but they never made it to the United States as Amadieu disapproved of what he saw to be an amoral culture.
By his teen years, Francois was well aware that he wasn’t attracted to girls the way his peers were. Telling no one his reasoning, not even his sister, he quietly made the determination to pursue the priesthood in the hopes of purging himself of desires he had been brought up to believe were unnatural. His parents both wholeheartedly approved of his expressed course of study, bursting with pride and telling all of their friends, as well as the priest of their cathedral.
Despite his secret reasoning, Francois truly took to the feeling of calling. For his baccalaureat, he sat for the série littéraire in order to enter the Faculté de Théologie of the Catholic University of Paris. His marks were high enough to earn him a full scholarship. There he focused on theology and canon law. Paradoxically, the more he learned of church law, the more aware he became that if he followed through with his plans, he would be pursuing a life of hypocrisy.
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After graduation he remained at the university to obtain his Master’s Degree in psychology. It was during this time that he took his second serious lover, an economics student named Marin Dauphin. He was the polar opposite of Juste Philippe, quiet, reserved, and unflapable. Near the end of his degree program, he made it clear to Francois that when he graduated, he planned to move away from Paris. Both men accepted the reality of the situation. The relationship ended amicably, and they still communicate via e-mail and the occasional phone call.
While working on his degree, Francois obtained a job as an orderly at Sainte-Anne Psychiatric Hospital. An economic slump saw the hospital understaffed and the psychiatrists overworked. One of the patients Francois believed should have been more closely supervised and confined showed increasingly disturbing and violent behavior and yet was allowed to go on an outing with five other patients over his objections. During the course of their trip to a park, the patient somehow obtained a knife and slashed the throat of a young mother who was accompanied by her toddler son. The heinous crime made national news, causing a ripple of firings and inquests at the hospital. Although Francois was exonerated of any negligence by investigators, the experience troubled him deeply.
After he obtained his Master’s, he stayed on at the hospital for two more years as a practicing psychologist. Eventually, he left Paris in part to escape the pain of his father’s refusal to speak to him and in part because he was very disillusioned with the way mental health care was managed. He had traveled to many of the smaller regions of France during breaks in schooling and fallen in love with the slower pace of life offered in the sleepier towns. The idea of teaching appealed to him. He applied to several private academies in various regions and was accepted at Reims when he was twenty-five. He has taught there for three years, finding much more satisfaction in his job and living situation than he ever felt while at Sainte-Anne.
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He is not afraid to wield authority or be very firm when necessary. Because of a firm foundation in the teachings of the Catholic Church and a genuine belief in the tenets and precepts, he is both moral and ethical. He can be trusted with student confidentiality and not to engage in inappropriate ways with those entrusted to him.
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Attention Sixième through Troisième Latin students! The Junior Latin Club meeting will be held at 16:00 on Wednesday. This will be an important meeting, because we’ll be holding elections for club officers for the coming term. Election will be by nomination followed by secret ballot, and the following positions must be filled: President, Vice-President, Secretary, and Treasurer.
Due to the responsibilities of the Treasurer, only Quatrième and Troisième nominations will be accepted, no exceptions. Also up for discussion will be two field trips, one local, one to Paris toward the end of term. Several destinations will be up for a vote.
Don’t be late!
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What I wouldn’t give for a cigarette, Francois thought dourly as he tied his trainers in preparation for his early morning run. It had been nearly a week now since he smoked the last one from his last pack. All the nasty tasting nicotine gum in the world wasn’t a proper substitute for the calm he felt when taking a drag. It was about the total experience, not just the drug.
Sighing, he straightened and pushed a hand back through his hair. That sort of thinking wasn’t helpful. It would just get him back to bad habits, and he had promised Fifi he’d do better about that, hadn’t he? He still recalled the waver in her voice when the phone had awakened him at 03:12. “Papa had a bad asthma attack. They’ve taken him to the hospital.”
He hadn’t wanted to care. He and his father hadn’t said one word to each other for six years, not by his choosing. If the old man wanted to throw his life and health away by smoking on top of asthma, let him. However, no matter how angry--hurt, if he was being honest--he was with his father, he couldn’t take it out on his twin. He had consoled her for the better part of two hours, and before she was done with him, she had managed to extract the promise that now saw him in such a foul mood. “Stop that horrible habit, Francois, please? I don’t want to see you like this when we’re both in our late forties. It’s bad enough you live so far away.”
Opening the door onto cool, gray morning air, he turned the collar up on his windbreaker. It was still chill enough that he wanted the extra protection on his neck. Only when he was good and warmed up would he shrug out of the jacket and tie it at his waist. After a few stretches and a brisk walk to the end of the lane, he started picking up the pace. There was also something calming about the thud of his feet on pavement and the rhythm of his breath. Running on pavement wasn’t the same thrill of pitting himself against rough terrain, and it was harder on his knees. Still, it was one of the few times in the day his mind was truly placid and at ease.
Everything was greening up, tulips and hyacinth sending up spikes in the window boxes he passed. By the time he reached full speed for a hard run, he left all thoughts of his father behind, and the craving for a cigarette eased. He didn’t know if it was wishful thinking that it seemed he breathed a little easier. He decided to take it at face value.
He ran well past the initial burn of legs and lungs but not so far that runner’s high kicked in. He didn’t have time for that sort of distance before having to make his way to the ferry and classes. He returned to his flat winded and satisfied with his progress, took a quick shower and dressed for work, then grabbed a coffee and pastry to go at the corner cafe. He liked the chance to collect himself before the teaching day started. The morning run ensured he’d arrive at class with a clear head and minimal tension, something his students might not have known enough about him to appreciate but that they benefited from nonetheless.
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-The AU History doesn't give any indication as to why the character would be qualified to teach Speech. We would like you to consider the character being solely a Latin teacher, spanning both middle and high school. If you still wish for the character to be a Speech teacher, please revise the history to reflect this qualifications to do so.
Please have your revisions submitted within one week from this notice. Should you have any questions or need clarification, please contact us.
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