Name: Francis Leroux
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Gay but closeted because its 1832 and we make ACCURATE oc's on this account
Blood Type: O-
Birthday: May 23rd
Social Status: Lower Middle
Personality: Ambitious, Kind, Intelligent, Good-Hearted
Good Traits: Helpful, Listens Well, Driven
Bad Traits: Gullible, A little harsh, Petty
Dislikes: People in power who don't do the right thing with their privilege's, People who don't stand up for themselves, Dishonesty, Rudeness, Sewing, Dirty Rooms, Hats
Fears: Fire, Spiders, Enclosed Spaces
Strengths: Open-mindedness, Imaginative, Curious
Weaknesses: Stubborn, Illogical, Impulsive
Personal Quote: "If Satan doesn't look exactly like Robespierre then my whole life has been a lie."
Looks and Appearance: Red curly hair, Brown eyes, Freckles, Strong eyebrows, Soft but defined jawline
Outfit: Whatever he can pull together
Height: 5'7"
Scars or Tattoos: Canon no, Modern he has tattoos all over his body sporadically, scar on his forehead from a wild bar night.
Jewelry and/or Piercings: Canon no, Modern he has his ears pierced, Single Lobe piercing and Industrial, maybe an eyebrow piercing.
Parents: Irrelevant.
Best Friends: Courfeyrac and Bahorel, Bossuet, maybe Grantaire too.
Crushes: None, but he thinks Enjolras is fucking HOT-
Enemies: The French Government/Any government because remember kids, Javert cannot be the enemy because he isn't the bad guy, the people in power are. do your research.
Bio: Francis Leroux (Canon: Leroux, Modern: Francis), was born in a small almost poor household on the wrong side of the tracks. He thinks himself lucky to have a full education even though he really doesn't like the education system. As he realized the caliber of social issues around him he started hating authority more and more (Modern: becoming more and more punk as he got older). He met Les Amis after looking for a completely different club but was captured by what was on the board and of course he joined immediately.
Other Notes:
- Speaks English and French and incredibly broken Polish.
- Very physically affectionate. Doesn't believe in no homo. If he thinks you look comfortable he will sleep on you regardless of relationship status.
- A good whistler
- Lightweight
Canon:
- Dies during the battle at the barricade before all of the other boys do. He's shot in the chest and falls onto the ground.
- Made a few francs running errands for Mme. Houcheloup. spends them on food and gives most of it to Gavroche
- Sleeps in Grantaire's flat most of the time, on the streets when Grantaire's not around
Modern:
- Has straight A's in school but his organization skills SUCK his handwriting is illegible but he still gets the right answers?
- Has probably done drugs at some point
- Works at a gas station but only like the crazy 3AM shifts. probably sleeps on the job but hey it pays the rent.
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Misc.
General Fictionalas! a wild virtual junk drawer! what heinous social commentaries will he write? what sad self inserts will be created? literally dont take anything in here seriously, half of this shit is the aftermath of my preteen angst