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:''I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight''
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:''The bright lights the people and the moon and all''
:''I pray everyday to be strong''
:''For I know what I do must be wrong''
:''Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet''
:''While there's a moon over bourbon street''
:''It was many years ago that I became what I am''
:''I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb''
:''Now I can never show my face at noon''
:''And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon''
:''The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast''
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Revision as of 07:31, 13 March 2023




Rudeness is the weak man's imitation of strength.
~ Eric Hoffer

Background

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RP Hooks

88 Keys to the Heart: Enjoys playing the piano.

Roll the Bones: Also, bit of a gambler.

The Sundown Culture Club: It's all about that nightclub nightlife.

Contacts

NAME - About them.

NAME - About them.

NAME - About them.

Logs

Gallery

Vital Stats

Full Name: Jean-Jacques Thibodeaux
Appears As: Jean-Jacques
Apparent Age: Fifties
Date of Birth: August 27th, 1970
Demeanor: Deviant
Occupation: Pawn Shop Owner
(Saints Pawn)
Residence: Santa Monica
Affiliation: None yet.

Notable Stats

Charisma 🔴🔴🔴🔴⚫️
STAT ⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️⚫️

Soundtrack

Big Wolf Band ~ Darkest Of My Days
On darkest of my days
Sunshine falls like rain
I’m trying to find myself
Don’t know where to begin
These tears dried my soul
Leaves me standing here
With an empty hole
And I said to myself
Cry me some tears
Let all these memories
Just disappear
Sting ~ Moon Over Bourbon Street
There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights the people and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And you'll only see me walking by the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast