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 | ۶۟I D E N T I T Y༊࿐ ᛝ L A S T ﹒N A M E - DE FROIDMONT N A M E - Isabelle M I D D L E﹒N A M E - Sophie S E C O N D﹒M I D D L E﹒N A M E - Charlotte ᛝ G E N D E R - Female | She / Her R A C E / N A T I O N A L I T Y - French-American H E I G H T - 5'10 | 6'2 in heel. ᛝ B I R T H D A T E - 14th of July 2008 P L A C E﹒ O F ﹒B I R T H - Rennes, France Z O D I A C - Cancer M B T I - ESFJ ᛝ |
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۶۟A L I A S E S༊࿐
ISA | BELLE | LOTTIE | CHAR/CHAT |
Her first name being Isabelle, most people would nickname her Isa, which is something she wouldn't mind at all. | Her mother would call her Belle as a diminutive of Isabelle, that would also mean 'beautiful' in French. This name would hold an important place in Isabelle's heart. | A few people would call her Lottie, as a diminutive of Charlotte, her second middle name. It's a nickname she would find ridiculous, explaining why her sister uses it to annoy her. | Char or Chat are the names Isabelle's late twin gave her, partly because he always liked her second middle name more, mostly because it means 'cat' in french. |
۶۟H E A L T H༊࿐
[Diagnosed] Post-Traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).
[Diagnosed] Post-Traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).
Post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) is a mental health condition that's triggered by a terrifying event — either experiencing it or witnessing it. Symptoms may include flashbacks triggers, nightmares, and severe anxiety, as well as uncontrollable thoughts about the event.
Back when Isabelle was 15 years old, she found her deceased brother in the bathroom, covered in his blood. Although she went through multiple therapy sessions, she would still get highly triggered by blood, causing her to have endless nightmares or panic attacks, and to pass out at the sight of it.
Back when Isabelle was 15 years old, she found her deceased brother in the bathroom, covered in his blood. Although she went through multiple therapy sessions, she would still get highly triggered by blood, causing her to have endless nightmares or panic attacks, and to pass out at the sight of it.
[Diagnosed] Bradycardia.
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۶۟P H Y S I C A L﹒A P P E A R A N C E༊࿐
Isabelle would be a tall and slim woman, with a slightly toned body. She would have fair skin with small freckles and beauty marks all over her body.She would have some healed scars on her arms. She would have many gold earpiercing, would wear a small gold chain bracelet with the letter 'N' on it, and would have a small and precise 'N' tattooed behind her ear.
Her natural loose gold curls would clash with her light blue eyes, elevating her soft and feminine energy. She would smell like soft and cold vanilla, mixed with her signature Dyptique perfume, 'Lilyphea', radiating a fresh yet sweet water lily scent. For her makeup, Isabelle would like to keep it glowy and clean, with rosy blush, brown mascare, taited lip balm and, when she felt like it, watery or glittery highlighter on different areas. She would attach greater importance to skincare. However, from time to time, she would love to explore her creative sides with makeup and try new styles or new colors.
Isabelle would be passionate with fashion, hence exploring multiple style that she would like, thinking it would be stupid to stick to only one. She would like wearing pastels, mostly pink and blue, and muted colors. She would go crazy for plaid and for fun colors, although she would mostly stick to brown. She would like fitted clothing, skirts to be able to wear high knee boots and heels for any occasions, even though she truly wouldn't need it.
Lastly, Isabelle would have a faint french accent, and would occasionnally stumble on her words. She would try to stay soft spoken, always think before talking and keep a straight posture, enhancing her effortless elegance nature.╰──────────────────────────────────────꧁༺✧༻ ꧂ ──────────────────────────────────────╮
۶۟M A I N﹒T R A I T S﹒O F﹒P E R SO N A L I T Y༊࿐
۶۟GRACEFULLY CONFIDENT
Isabelle would carry herself with natural elegance and poise. Growing up in a privileged and highly educated environment has given her confidence, but she would express it with warmth and charm rather than arrogance. She would value good manners, presentation, and making a positive impression.
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۶۟AMBITIOUS AND COMPETITIVE
Isabelle would enjoy challenges and would always strive to excel, whether in academics, sports, or social activities. Her competitive side would motivate her to work hard and push herself to succeed, while still maintaining a composed and polished attitude.
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۶۟OPEN-MINDED AND OBSERVANT
Isabelle would be curious about different perspectives and would enjoy learning from others. Her observant nature would allow her to notice small details about people and situations, making her thoughtful, socially aware, and easy to connect with.ᛝ
۶۟STYLISH AND CARING
Passionate about fashion, makeup, and self-care, Isabelle would see appearance as a form of self-expression rather than vanity. She would enjoy keeping up with trends, listening to music, staying active through sports, and being kind and supportive toward those around her.۶۟A T T R I B U T E S༊࿐
| STRENTGH ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ | LUCK ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ |
| PERCEPTION ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ | MORALITY ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ |
| ENDURANCE ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ | SOCIAL ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ |
| INTELLIGENCE ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ | SANITY ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ |
| AGILITY ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ | OBJECTIVITY ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ |
| CHARISMA ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ | BRATTY ↠ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ |
| HEALTH ↠ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ | DRAMATIC ↠ ★ ★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ |
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۶۟C O N N E C T I O N S༊࿐
Elise V. DE FROIDMONT | 54 | MOTHER [Alive]
Laurent F. DE FROIDMONT |
Nathan G. V. DE FROIDMONT|
Grace K. L. DE FROIDMONT | 16 | SISTER [Alive]
Valentine D. P. RICHARD | 18 | BESTFRIEND [Alive]
Camille S. O. ARNAUD | 19 | FRIEND [Alive]
Aurore F. BOUSQUET | 18 | FRIEND [Alive]
Scyllia H. B. MALINGHAM | 19 | EX-FRIEND [Alive]
Teto | 6 | CAT [Alive]
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۶۟L O R E༊࿐
[TW] mention of self-harm, suicide
Isabelle Sophie Charlotte DE FROIDMONT was born into wealth, refinement, and expectations. She spent much of her childhood between France and the United States, raised in a family whose name carried influence in social, political, and business circles. Her upbringing would shape her into someone meticulous : appearances matters, manners matters, and emotions are often expected to remain behind closed doors. From an early age, Isabelle learned how to present herself flawlessly, mastering etiquette, excelling academically, and cultivating the image of the perfect daughter growing into the kind of girl people admired effortlessly. She would know how to smile at the right moments, say exactly what people wanted to hear, and carry herself with an ease that made her seem untouchable. In reality, much of that perfection would be carefully constructed, like a shield designed to conceal vulnerabilities she would never feel allowed to show.
At the center of Isabelle's world was her twin brother, Nathan, with whom she shared a bond that transcended ordinary sibling relationships : communicating through glances, unfinished sentences, and an understanding so instinctive that words often felt unnecessary. Nathan was her confidant, her closest friend, and the person who understood her beneath the polished exterior she showed everyone else, as he had been raised under the same expectations. However, while Isabelle learned to conform to expectations, her twin remained freer and more genuine, grounding her in ways she only realized after he was gone.
Isabelle was the one who found him lying in his blood on the bathroom floor. That moment fractured her life. the trauma left deep psychological scars, manifesting in severe PTSD, recurring nightmares, panic attacks, and an overwhelming fear of abandonment. Certain sounds, certain silences, and certain dates became unbearable reminders of what she had lost yet because she had been raised to maintain composure no matter the circumstances, Isabelle buried her grief beneath carefully maintained appearances. She became even more polished, more popular, and more socially active, using superficial connections and constant distractions as a way to avoid confronting the pain she carried. If she remained admired, busy, and surrounded by people, perhaps no one would notice how profoundly broken she truly felt.
In the years following Nathan's death, the DE FROIDMONT family relocated permanently to the United States in the hope that a change of scenery might offer some semblance of healing. Instead, grief followed them across the ocean. Her mother immersing herself in charity work and social engagements, while her father slowly deteriorated under the weight of losing his son. Desperate to restore some sense of warmth and life to their household, Isabelle's parents made the decision to adopt another child, Grace, who entered their lives carrying wounds of her own.
Two years younger than Isabelle, Grace had spent much of her childhood navigating instability and rejection. She was outspoken, impulsive, and rebellious, a troublemaker by necessity rather than nature. Sarcasm had become her defense mechanism, attitude her armor, and defiance the only way she knew how to protect herself from disappointment. To Isabelle, however, Grace represented something entirely different. She represented timing. She represented the unbearable possibility that her parents were trying to fill a void that should have remained untouched.
Every family portrait felt wrong and every laugh Grace shared with her parents sounded like stolen memories, as though someone else had stepped into a space that belonged to her brother. Resentment settled quietly between them, growing through clipped conversations, passive-aggressive remarks, and endless arguments over insignificant things. Grace noticed Isabelle's hostility immediately and responded with the same attitude, unable to understand how someone so fundamentally different from her could ever be considered a sister. Before long, neither of them remembered what had started most of their fights.
Everything changed when their father passed away.
The pain Isabelle thought she would never have to feel again resurfaced. His death forced Isabelle to confront a truth she had spent years avoiding. Adopting Grace had never been an attempt to replace Nathan, but rather an act of desperation from a father trying to survive the loss of his son.. He had been convincing himself that love could somehow mend the absence left behind by his son, but no amount of love could erase grief.
For the first time, Isabelle looked at Grace and saw not an intruder, but another person carrying her own burdens. Grace had never asked to become part of a grieving family any more than Isabelle had asked to lose her twin brother. They were both survivors of circumstances beyond their control, each coping in unhealthy ways and lashing out because anger felt easier than vulnerability.
Their relationship, however, did not transform overnight. They still argued, still irritated each other, and still approached life from entirely different perspectives. Isabelle remained composed, perfectionistic, and emotionally guarded, while Grace continued to rely on humor and rebellion to keep people at a distance. But gradually, the resentment faded into understanding, navigating the aftermath of loss together.
To this day, Isabelle would still carry herself with the elegance and sophistication expected of someone raised in privilege. She would be charismatic, poised, and highly perceptive. Beneath the designer clothes, effortless smiles, and carefully curated popularity would be a young woman haunted by trauma and constantly struggling to reconcile who she truly is with the version of herself she believes others expect to see. She would hide her deepest wounds behind wit, social status, and beauty because vulnerability would feel dangerous, but those closest to her would know that beneath her polished exterior would lie someone profoundly loyal, fiercely protective, and quietly desperate for connection.
At the center of Isabelle's world was her twin brother, Nathan, with whom she shared a bond that transcended ordinary sibling relationships : communicating through glances, unfinished sentences, and an understanding so instinctive that words often felt unnecessary. Nathan was her confidant, her closest friend, and the person who understood her beneath the polished exterior she showed everyone else, as he had been raised under the same expectations. However, while Isabelle learned to conform to expectations, her twin remained freer and more genuine, grounding her in ways she only realized after he was gone.
Isabelle was the one who found him lying in his blood on the bathroom floor. That moment fractured her life. the trauma left deep psychological scars, manifesting in severe PTSD, recurring nightmares, panic attacks, and an overwhelming fear of abandonment. Certain sounds, certain silences, and certain dates became unbearable reminders of what she had lost yet because she had been raised to maintain composure no matter the circumstances, Isabelle buried her grief beneath carefully maintained appearances. She became even more polished, more popular, and more socially active, using superficial connections and constant distractions as a way to avoid confronting the pain she carried. If she remained admired, busy, and surrounded by people, perhaps no one would notice how profoundly broken she truly felt.
In the years following Nathan's death, the DE FROIDMONT family relocated permanently to the United States in the hope that a change of scenery might offer some semblance of healing. Instead, grief followed them across the ocean. Her mother immersing herself in charity work and social engagements, while her father slowly deteriorated under the weight of losing his son. Desperate to restore some sense of warmth and life to their household, Isabelle's parents made the decision to adopt another child, Grace, who entered their lives carrying wounds of her own.
Two years younger than Isabelle, Grace had spent much of her childhood navigating instability and rejection. She was outspoken, impulsive, and rebellious, a troublemaker by necessity rather than nature. Sarcasm had become her defense mechanism, attitude her armor, and defiance the only way she knew how to protect herself from disappointment. To Isabelle, however, Grace represented something entirely different. She represented timing. She represented the unbearable possibility that her parents were trying to fill a void that should have remained untouched.
Every family portrait felt wrong and every laugh Grace shared with her parents sounded like stolen memories, as though someone else had stepped into a space that belonged to her brother. Resentment settled quietly between them, growing through clipped conversations, passive-aggressive remarks, and endless arguments over insignificant things. Grace noticed Isabelle's hostility immediately and responded with the same attitude, unable to understand how someone so fundamentally different from her could ever be considered a sister. Before long, neither of them remembered what had started most of their fights.
Everything changed when their father passed away.
The pain Isabelle thought she would never have to feel again resurfaced. His death forced Isabelle to confront a truth she had spent years avoiding. Adopting Grace had never been an attempt to replace Nathan, but rather an act of desperation from a father trying to survive the loss of his son.. He had been convincing himself that love could somehow mend the absence left behind by his son, but no amount of love could erase grief.
For the first time, Isabelle looked at Grace and saw not an intruder, but another person carrying her own burdens. Grace had never asked to become part of a grieving family any more than Isabelle had asked to lose her twin brother. They were both survivors of circumstances beyond their control, each coping in unhealthy ways and lashing out because anger felt easier than vulnerability.
Their relationship, however, did not transform overnight. They still argued, still irritated each other, and still approached life from entirely different perspectives. Isabelle remained composed, perfectionistic, and emotionally guarded, while Grace continued to rely on humor and rebellion to keep people at a distance. But gradually, the resentment faded into understanding, navigating the aftermath of loss together.
To this day, Isabelle would still carry herself with the elegance and sophistication expected of someone raised in privilege. She would be charismatic, poised, and highly perceptive. Beneath the designer clothes, effortless smiles, and carefully curated popularity would be a young woman haunted by trauma and constantly struggling to reconcile who she truly is with the version of herself she believes others expect to see. She would hide her deepest wounds behind wit, social status, and beauty because vulnerability would feel dangerous, but those closest to her would know that beneath her polished exterior would lie someone profoundly loyal, fiercely protective, and quietly desperate for connection.
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