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ZanishaTopic: "Christoph(e)" [The brackets are in the title because I've seen it spelled with, or without the E.]Honestly, I think of him as Cristoph first, and Ze Mole second. Though it seems like most people prefer calling him by his nickname, thing. Any particular reason for your choice, or is it just, like, random? o_o; |
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Hayze-chanIn some fanfictions he's called Christophé (or more commonly Christophe without the accent) by his "lovers," or friends who are mocking him. In one fanfic I read he was called Christophé unless he was on the job. I think that maybe it's best for security purposes that he's called Ze Mole, but he doesn't prefer it. People call him that and think he's just some heartless mercenary, but it's not his fault, and he just wishes that he could be treated like another human being. I dunno, I've just always seen him as that angsty brooding guy, y'know? It just makes me swoon more. *drools* It seems as though he would prefer being treated as a person first, and a mercenary second, and if he could he'd trade his life. But he can't, and maybe he really wouldn't if given the chance, because he couldn't imagine life any other way. This is what I'd expect him to say on the matter: "You don't know ze zings I've seen, ze zings I've done. And for what? Ze Money? Ze fame? Well, let me tell you somezing, beetch: Ze life of a mercenary eezn't all fun and games. Eet eezn't do a small job and get paid. Eet's going out zere, risking your life, becoming a wanted man. Eet's keeling innocent people for a quick buck. No one knows you, 'ow can zey? You need a low profile to survive. You need to keell to stay alive. Do you know what eet's like, to be wanted? Do you know 'ow 'ard eet eez to get a 'otel room wiz everyone looking for you? Do you know what 'appens eef you get caught? 'Ow do you go from country to country? You can't get a passport. You can't cash a check. You can't exist. To be perfectly safe, you 'ave to be on ze edge. You 'ave to 'ave no one close to you. You 'ave to keell. Sometimes, I weesh I could go back. But I know zat deep down, I never would, were I given ze chance. Zis eez ze only life I know, ze only life I weell ever know. Once you start, even eef you quit, you can never really go back. Eet affects you. Ze life you once led, gone. Once you start, you're a mercenary zrough and zrough. Nozing more and nozing less. Zat eez all people zeenk of you as. Eet's never, "Allo, Christophé." You no longer 'ave your name. You are nozing. Ze life of a mercenary eezn't all fun and games. Eet eezn't glory and adventure, as 'Ollywood makes eet out to be. Eet's risking your neck to snap someone else's. You're a 'ore, whezer you want to admit it or not. You do what you're told for money. Zat's a 'ore. Zat's a mercenary. You don't fight for honor, you 'ave none. You're een eet for ze money and ze money alone. Eef you're told to keell your muzzer, you do for ze right price. Once you start, you can never go back. And 'ow do I know all zis? Eet's seemple, really: ...I'm Ze Mole, beetch." A bit morbid. I wrote a blog once that was half in Ze Mole's POV, and that was it. I added to it, though, a bit, just now. That's what I think he feels. I become the characters when I'm writing, and everything about me changes to emulate the character. So... yeah. I used to hate the French, because I was raised that way, but then Christophé came into my life and now I love them. I wanna learn French, live in France for a few years, and come back with a distinctive French accent. :D |