#c:cecil

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hey cecil

[lefebvre-leo]

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             He had seen him at the assembly and nearly went all the way down to the floor in shock. Could he be? Was he? The second the alumni had stepped forward, Leo had been unable to hear or look at anything else but that one man, the living and breathing image of his brother Cecil– but he couldn’t be. He was dead. Had been for four years, disappeared for five.                                                               It isn’t him, it isn’t him, it isn’t him.             But what if he was? What would it mean? That his father had lied to him? That he had been there all along, and was just hidden? Maybe he was on a mission– he had those often, Leo remembered, but why making him believe he had abandoned him and Bellamy? Why saying he was dead? He had buried him– he had seen the casket go down the ground right next to his mother’s grave, then why the FUCK was he standing there? It was a fucking joke. It had to be. 

            Leo went pale. Some girl sitting next to him asked if he was alright, he looked sick, and truth was, he was about to be sick, which prompted him to take off running towards the nearest toilet and empty his already empty stomach into the bowl. He was sweating cold, pale, hands shaking, bottom lip quivering. He was unwell, and perhaps he passed out right then right there, but nobody ever found out. Leo would never actually admit that out loud. He walked out of the bathroom with his head held up high as usual, like a Lefebvre would. 

            Everybody had gone back to their usual activities, but the mumbling and murmurs were around about this new crew, group of tutors, teachers, people– whoever they fucking were. Leo couldn’t stand it. It was the first week, and he skipped every single class that day, locked his room on purpose until night fell just so he could be alone. And even then, when he was supposed to be asleep, he found himself tossing and tumbling, which of course disturbed Toffee who bit his toe.             He cursed, sitting up at first then getting into some clothes and walked out of the room in silence. It wasn’t that late but definitely past the time to be out in the hallways. He was sneaky, and for a school full of spies, it was surprisingly easy to find out which room some people were. He could be in trouble for it, but he didn’t care at this point.

            Leo walked up to the sixth floor, each step heavier than before, but he was decided to end this horror story that had just started before he could lose his mind. If he hadn’t already. It was a joke– it had to be. Maybe someone else on a mission in disguise, who creepily looked like Cecil Lefebvre.                          603             His hand lifted up in a fist– he didn’t care who would open the door, if anyone else would open or if it would be the impostor himself.                                                                 Knock, knock, knock.             And then he waited, his hands sweating, ready to throw a hand at the man’s throat, corner him until he got an actual explanation. And so he did, the second he caught a glimpse of the blond man, he pinned him down against the wall, hand on his throat, making sure he could look at him.             “Who the fuck are you?!” He spat out, his words barely a whisper, not wanting to draw an audience for the scene.

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First test runs and what the costumes look like later.

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Relationship Issues [Starter Sentences]

thaisworldofrp ha dicho:       "This is why people shouldn't see their exes."

"Y yo no tengo intención de contactar con alguna de mis ex parejas." Comentó el psicólogo, sin hacer contacto visual mientras se concentraba en escribir algunas cosas en su portátil. "Te dije más de una vez que no intentes hablarles, pero mira cómo estás ahora..." Suspiró, mirando por fin a la persona en cuestión. "Vale, ¿quieres un té? Espero que te haga sentir mejor."

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→ Basic Information

Name: Cecil Sullivant

Age: 30

Period: Civil War Era

Face Claim: Jamie Dornan

Usage: coming soon

→ Personal Information

Full Name: Cecil Nathanael Sullivant II

Date of Birth: September 20th, 1830

Parents: Cecil Nathanael Sullivant, called Nathan, and Marissa Emmaline Sullivant, née Hunter, called Emma.

Astrological Sign: Virgo.

Blood Type: A.

Sexuality: “Exclusively heterosexual.”

Religion: Southern Baptist Protestant Christianity

→ Appearance Information

Overall: Typically, Cecil is seen as an average enough looking man, dressed smartly and casually with not a single hair out of place. He carries himself with an air of dignity and, perhaps, superiority, and conducts himself just the same.

Hair: Medium brown, thick and wavy but not curly.

Eyes: Blue eyes, wide with large irises.

Height: 5’11”

Weight: 166 lbs.

Style: Cecil dresses himself very well, but prefers to keep his fabrics, colors, and accessories moderate and modest.

→ Technical Information

Occupation/Profession: Business owner, South Carolina General Assembly senator.

Education: Fifteen years of schooling, divided between private tutoring and college attendance.

Socio-Economic Level: Middle class at birth, worked himself into the upper class, and is now a wealthy society man.

Skills: Charismatic, energetic, persuasive speaker; logical and effective in planning; gifted mapmaker; extremely skilled businessman; speedreader; disciplined accountant.

Talents: Makes exquisite maps and architectural designs; juggles very well; excellent dancer.

→ Psychological Information:

Personality Type: ENTJ, the Executive

Alignment: Lawful Neutral.

Fatal Flaw: Pride..

Greatest Virtue: Diligence.

Archetype: The Ruler.

Positive Traits: Determined, charismatic, rational, ambitious.

Negative Traits: Close-minded, stubborn, ill tempered, condescending.

→ Historical Information:

Hometown: Charleston, South Carolina.

Siblings: Two sisters, Philippa Anne and Dorothy Shallotte.

Extended Family: Four cousins on each side, four aunts and uncles, with three aunts being his mother’s sisters, and an uncle being his father’s brother. His aunt Helen Hugo married Benjamin Hugo, and they have a son named Gregory, who is the same age as Cecil. His aunt Pearl married Jackson Clement, and they have two daughters named Eliza and Eleanor, who are seventeen and twenty-four. His aunt Constance is a widow, with a son named Ernest, who is fifteen. His uncle Charles is married to Annabelle, and they have four sons named Robert, Thomas, George, and Lewis.

Socio-Economic Level: Born just below upper middle class, but now in the lower middle class.’’

→ Fun Facts:

Cecil makes very complicated, detailed plans for nearly every part of his life. He gets frustrated when his plans don’t work out as he expected them to.

He hoped to become president of the United States by the age of fifty, but has decided that he will become president of the Confederacy - after it has officially formed, of course - through presenting construction policies to industrialize and revitalize the newly independent South. He hopes to also carry a war hero title to help out with the votes.

He hasn’t married yet, which worries his family. He claims he is too busy for a wife, but he is actually worried he’ll chose the wrong person to marry, and avoids looking.

Cecil expanded his father’s cotton production business, and actively engages in trading from the Charleston ports. Though he typically buys and sells with local farms and plantations, he keeps up the farm his parents started.

Cecil’s sister, Philippa, is married to a plantation owner. Cecil admires the relaxed lifestyle she and her husband lead, but he finds politics too rewarding to give up for farm life, even if his own home’s cotton farm is beginning to grow much larger.

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Commission for @aryashi who is so sweet for letting me draw some good ol wtse!!

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something i've been meaning to draw for several months and finally motivation hit

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how it feels doing my own thing and having so much fun and then looking at my dash to see the horrible things @kerink and @bulkhummus have been subjecting cecil to

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thank you @emstrobes for helping out jojo!! i know you asked for jon coping with floofless cecil but actually its quite an easy fix

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lol

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Staying with Cecil and Carlos has been strange

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i think its important to think about stupid conversations between cecil and martin and how regular of a thing that is

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some silly unrelated comics

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Martin asking Jon "would you still love me if i was a worm" and Jon, momentarily forgetting about the meme, immediately replying "absolutely not"

he doesnt get it.............................

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Welcome to Somewhere Else 1-2/??

@kerink and @game-warden have me thinking about this au nonstop and ive been needing a project! The format of having Cecil narrate is honestly too good so I’m going to work on this little thing continuously until i either finish or i get bored! We’ll see what comes first!

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table talk.. dinner discussion.. etc

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