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[puss_in_prada]

NAME: Philip Owen Cordon
ALSO KNOWN AS: Phillip. He does not go by 'Phil' and is annoyed by its usage.
TALE: Puss in Boots
DATE OF BIRTH: November 7, 1975
MARITAL STATUS: Single
SEXUAL PREFERENCE: Heterosexual

Name
PHILLIP: English, meaning 'lover of horses'
Expression Number 1: People with this name tend to initiate events, to be leaders rather than followers, with powerful personalities. They tend to be focused on specific goals, experience a wealth of creative new ideas, and have the ability to implement these ideas with efficiency and determination. They tend to be courageous and sometimes aggressive. As unique, creative individuals, they tend to resent authority, and are sometimes stubborn, proud, and impatient.
OWEN: English, variant of Eugene, meaning 'well born'
Expression Number 3: People with this name tend to be creative and excellent at expressing themselves. They are drawn to the arts, and often enjoy life immensely. They are often the center of attention, and enjoy careers that put them in the limelight. They tend to become involved in many different activities, and are sometimes reckless with both their energies and with money.

Outward
HEIGHT: 6'2"
WEIGHT: 190 lbs.
HAIR: Very dark brown, almost black
EYES: Light green
APPEARANCE: Phillip is tall and of an average build. Almost striking with his dark hair and light green eyes, he dresses to emphasis his best features, not to draw attention, per say, but to always appear at the height of his game. At work he favors designer suits and polished shoes and an overall look so well put together that even his father with his military training can find no fault in it. When at home, he usually chooses a warm sweater or casual polo shirt and jeans or slacks. One thing that he is extremely grateful for is that he is comfortable both in casual attire as well as in his suits, allowing him to think about his goals rather than feel trapped in the formal wear and suits as some of his colleagues do.

He also sports facial hair more often than not. How he keeps it varies, depending
Dani: depending on his mood and plans for the day, but he is always careful that whether it is little more noticable than a five o'clock shadow or whether it is closer to a full beard, it is always well maintained.

At home Phillip looks like just another average, handsome man, though if you look carefully you will see that his jeans are well made and that his sweaters are usually expensive. However, at work his manner of dress, the confidence that he carries himself with, and the sharp look of his striking eyes can make one think that he is arrogant, cocky, and self-assured. The truth is somewhere in between. Phillip is certainly not 'average' but he is not cocky either.

Inward
FIRST IMPRESSIONS:
PERSONALITY: Phillip is quite gregarious and generally thought of as an all around good guy, unless one is going against him for one reason or another. However, once on his bad side, that person swiftly finds that he is not quite as charming as he makes himself out to be. In business he can be ruthless and cool, and if he thinks others inferior, he will have little hindrance about squashing them as carelessly as one would squash another common household pest. He likes coming out on top, thus he is very driven and often far harder on himself than anyone else. He takes great pride in his accomplishments; because of this and other aspects of his personality, he can be considered arrogant. Though he generally keeps his work life separate from his personal life (and by extension his Tale) he looks forward to the brief times when he can get away to see others who share his rather unusual story. He’s proud of what he is, that even when he was a simple cat, he used his ingenuity and the simplest of objects to provide for his master.

Phillip is very loyal in both his personal life as well in his business life, feeling a deep rooted loyalty to the de Winters and their company. While he applied to several jobs after college, and received several offers, it was the de Winter job and the prospect of their diverse company that he settled on. He found chances to excel there, and because of that he has stayed with the company through thick and thin, even when other companies came courting him with lucrative job offers. He is just like that with the people and things close to him, his family, his friends. It might be hard to become more than an acquaintance to him, especially to become a close trusted friend, but once people are, rest assured he will help them and do anything they need of him for a long, long time.

Quite clever at seeing the most direct path to get what he wants and the most direct manner to get there, Phillip can often find the most appropriate solution. That is not to say that he is always right, he is just another man after all, but he usually is close if he’s not right. The solutions are often presented in a favorable manner to draw others in. Eloquent doesn’t begin to cover it. Phillip has a gift with words, but more than that, he knows how to tailor his words to his audience. That’s how he went so far so fast in his career, in addition to general luck, because he can express his ideas with charm and flattery to someone who’s receptive to that and then effortlessly switch to logic and statistics to someone who relies on that or some other method entirely.

Because of his measure of success, he sometimes assumes that his solution to the problem is the best one. Often it is, but sometimes it is a valid solution but far more complicated than it needs to be. There are even times he is wrong altogether, but Phillip has a hard time trusting others to find the right answer, particularly when it is his job, his career and his name on the line with what they come up with. He also has little patience for people who can’t see what he thinks are the obvious solutions to problems. When in school, he was astounded at how many students simply did not get it when the teacher explained things. Now, if someone has the misfortune to anger him and he catches them at something obviously stupid, he is often tempted to cut them down in the most public and painful way possible. He does not often indulge himself, but when he does he is a force to be reckoned with.

While he has all of the modern amenities as part of his job (including a laptop, cell phone, iPod, ect) he is often frustrated by them and finds them more of a hindrance than a help. Indeed, when doing truly important things, he always resorts to pen and paper after one too many experiences of losing whatever he was working on due to technology failures. This is a partial tie to his Tale, as he tends to think that every problem can be solved using the most basic tools available, as long as one is clever enough…and Phillip is certain that he is clever enough.
LIKES:
Smell: The expensive, imported milk chocolates that he keeps hidden in a drawer of his desk at work. He will have one from time to time, or pretend to remember them and offer one to a visitor if he needs to break the ice and get them a bit more comfortable with him, but they are ridiculously expensive and are both delicious and to him, another small sign of his success.
Place: Oddly enough any vacation place. He loves to be at work, to be publicly considered a success, but he feels that when he has worked hard he deserves to play harder. Because of this he takes his vacations regularly whenever he earns them, leaving all of his technological “leashes” like his laptop and cell phone home whenever possible. He’ll take a few days to visit his Tale friends, perhaps visit the Pentamerone, and then go off somewhere to do something exciting. Perhaps this year it will be learning to race cars, as he does have a typical male love of a well made car, or maybe it will be hiking to the top of a mountain that he and some of his friends observed during a college vacation backpacking through Europe, perhaps something different entirely. Wherever it will be, the one thing certain is that Phillip will go off nearly entirely alone, true to his catlike nature he doesn’t need others to come with him, and come back prepared to work hard because he got all of his excitement and energy out in one go.
Meal: A good hamburger or steak or for breakfast some ridiculously sugary kids cereals …though few know that
Dessert: Chocolate shake or any pie
Drink: Milk or black coffee
DISLIKES:
Smell: The abandoned smell a place gets when it is abandoned for long periods of time. When he was younger his family moved around a good deal due to his father’s military service, and he hated coming into a house or apartment that had been sitting unoccupied for a long time, or boxing everything a few months or a year later and leaving. He likes travel, but he is not much on actually moving. He likes the fact that his home now is his domain, customized to fit his wishes and be the most comfortable place he can imagine.
Place: In a crowded place with people coming and going rapidly. He thrives on interactions, particularly ones on his terms, or ones that he can make on his terms. Feeling that he is just another number or passenger on a crowded airplane or left with no options other than to follow a certain course leaves him feeling powerless, a feeling he does NOT enjoy.
Meal: Airline food
Dessert: Anything remotely sour, like Sweet Tarts and Skittles
Drink: Alcohol. He drinks socially but he never really cared for it.
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His Story
CHILDHOOD HOME: England, various
HISTORY: When Wesley and Miranda Cordon welcomed their second son to the world, they were thrilled. William, their first son, was only two and growing into the spitting image of his father, and Wesley was anticipating his first overseas deployment. A rising officer in the U.S. Army, Wesley expected a life of adventure and honor for his young family, and having a second son to carry on in his footsteps seemed like the most natural thing in the world.

However, it seemed from the start that Phillip was more determined to take his own path. While William marched in the yard and stole his father’s hat to pretend to be an officer, Phillip grew to find his own ever-changing ways to occupy himself. Whether it was charming his mother into giving him a sweet with a charming smile and a beseeching look from his striking light green eyes, or sneaking into the library on the base where they were staying to look at the few pictures in the books there, or talking to anyone who would listen, it was clear that Phillip would make his own plans.

As Wesley Cordon rose in the ranks of the Army, his family followed him for several overseas deployments. The first, in Phillip's birthplace of England, lasted for several years, and he remembers parts of it vividly despite his very young age. He met his maternal grandfather there, a soft spoken kind man who treated him to soft bits of toffee, and learned to read in his library. There were other milestones as well, like the little bicycle where he learned to ride with William riding circles around him in his 'big boy bike.'

The most important milestone proved to be what came after Miranda taught her younger son the joy of reading. Still not old enough to attend school himself, Phillip watched intently as his mother reviewed William’s lessons with him, and often sweetly demanded to hear her go over whatever reading work William had been learning. Though too young to read, Phillip did like to be read to a good deal. Swiftly declaring William’s homework 'boring,' Phillip searched the library at the base until he found something he DID want to have read to him, a small bound book of fairy tales. His parents thought that it might be a bit mature for a boy so young, but he was captivated by the vivid pictures and would not rest until they had checked it out. Though there were many stories in the book, his favorite swiftly became the tale of Puss in Boots. He couldn’t explain why he liked the odd little tale instead of a more conventional one, but he liked it more than any of the others, and it became a nightly ritual, his mother reading him the tale and kissing his brow before bidding him goodnight.

Just before Phillip was to start primary school, word came through that the family was to transfer, this time to Germany. It was a hard time for Phillip, for he had to leave his little blue bike behind (which had recently lost its training wheels after lots of hard work with his father), his grandfather, the only home he had ever known, as well as the friends his age on the base. The most unexpected loss, however, was discovered the first night when his mother tried to put him to bed in their new home and he asked for her to read ‘the book.’ The fairy tale book had lost the need for any other name to him long ago, becoming his favorite thing to hear, and it when he asked for ‘the book’ his parents, even William, knew exactly what he meant when asking for it. Unfortunately, as the book had belonged to the base in England, it had been returned before the family left, and as Phillip had been attached to that particular book, no one had ever tried to purchase a new one during their time there. For several nights he slept fitfully and caused his parents some of the only trouble that he willingly caused them in his young life. Thankfully, after Miranda sent out a frantic letter a special package in the mail arrived from his grandfather and a newer version of ‘the book’ arrived in Germany, only this time it belonged to Phillip alone. Every night Phillip would open the book, trace his fingers over the place where his grandfather’s heavy hand had inscribed his full name, Phillip Owen Cordon, under the space where it said 'This book belongs to' and wait for his mother to join him.

School started and with it came the ability to read entire books on his own. An excellent student, he impressed his teachers with his good manners and quick ability to learn, and Wesley and Miranda grew used to hearing about their son’s ‘charming demeanor’. Gradually, he began to read the story himself, as well as some of the other ones in the book, but his favorite remained the Puss in Boots tale. His family moved less than a year later, to Japan, and then Australia, the countries fading into one constant blur, some places only for a short time, others a longer time, but no place long enough to be considered home as much as he felt England had been.

Phillip grew used to the change and, though he never liked moving, he adapted. As his father progressed in the ranks, he progressed in his grades and knowledge. Wesley and Miranda felt blessed, because though the boys could not be more different, they complimented one another. While William was the spitting image of his father and only average in school yet excelled in sports, Phillip was clearly more clever and cunning than his brother, and also full of his mother’s charm, yet not quite so gifted at sports as his older brother. Their parents were pleased that while both boys were good at sports and in the classroom, they both had their areas where they excelled, so there was little cutthroat competition, allowing them to remain friends as well as brothers. It helped, they were certain, that they could rely on one another during the moves, help each other make new friends.

The years passed and the boys grew, moved, learned and prospered. The summer before his eight grade year, Phillip suffered a grave loss. His grandfather, who he had not seen for more than brief visits when he got the chance to visit or when the family got a brief vacation from wherever they were deployed, passed away. Phillip grieved for him deeply, as he was the only grandparent who had lived long enough for him to remember and though he had aunts and uncles and cousins, he saw them all so rarely that he didn’t feel close to them. His grandfather left both of the boys a rather sizable inheritance, with the stipulation that a half to three-quarters of it was to go toward their education.

Wanting more stability that he had moving about the globe, Phillip chose to use part of his money to go to a boarding school his ninth through twelfth grade years. The private boarding school his parents had agreed to send him to changed him, letting study at his own pace and encouraging his driven nature to new heights. His teachers rewarded him for doing his work well by giving him more difficult assignments and he loved being labeled either directly or indirectly as one of the more clever students in the class. There were so many things about the school that he loved, the way that, though his parents often had moved homes when he went to visit them on holidays, he still thought of the school as his home, the fact that he actually had a chance to make long lasting friends for the first time without worrying if they would keep in touch when he moved, the fact that he had the chance to study in a school that pushed him to excel, but most of all that it was his. It wasn’t just the mandatory school nearest to him, something that he had been pushed into out of a lack of choices. He had chosen it, and it was then that Phillip discovered the power of personal choice.

It was near the end of his last year of boarding school that the strange, reoccurring dreams started. Though he still kept the book of fairy tales locked in his trunk, he rarely read it anymore. In the dreams, he was bounding through a great field like some sort of short four legged animal, feeling the growing grain hit his different-feeling face as he ran, or sitting next to a large body of water disdainfully waiting on something, or most peculiarly of all, curled on a large pillow in what looked like an ornate palace surrounded by every luxury imaginable. Once he dreamed he was sunning himself on a large flat rock, and when his eyes went to follow some sound, he was shocked to find that his body was covered in fur and was clad in a small pair of shiny black boots. It was almost as though he were imagining himself in the role of his favorite childhood fairy tale. It was preposterous, he decided, nothing more than nonsensical dreams, and yet it was also fun, so he began to look forward to them.

By the time that Phillip’s time in boarding school was over, his father had honorably retired from the army and was working in a civilian job as a security contractor. Phillip was overjoyed to learn that his parents bought a modest house just outside of Rochester, New York, where Wesley had grown up, and would be settling down. Graduating near the top of his class, Phillip was accepted into the colleges he applied for, but he chose Columbia University in New York City. That summer, as he waited eagerly to become a Columbia Lion, the reoccurring dreams became even more vivid, leaving little doubt as to what he was seeing. Soon thereafter he was contacted by the Antheneum and told how his dreams related to his life.

It was novel, at first. Convinced the person who contacted him was out of his mind, he paid the ‘dues,’ which he considered at the time to be little more than hush money, and tossed the Compendium, which he was certain was little more than a pretty journal, in a far corner of his room. However, the dreams persisted, and over time, as they changed from just snips of dreams to first 'person' memories of the legendary Puss in Boots, he became far more receptive.

Once he stopped fighting it, incorporating the aspects of his Tale life not only fit, they also helped him and explained part of why he was the way he was. He would secretly smirk when his mother pinched his cheeks and called him ‘her little Lion,’ thinking that it was like how she used to call him her ‘little man’ when he was little more than a baby. He learned to use the same cunning and charm that the Puss in Boots had used in a targeted way to make his goals be realized. While not exactly popular (that was, in his opinion, a waste of time) he grew to be considered the go-to man on a variety of topics, and by the time he graduated Columbia, he had been elected the head of several student organizations.

When he graduated, he did so with several honors, and could have chosen any company to work for, but it was his interview with de Winter Inc. that won him over. Much like his Tale sense led him to the story book and the one particular tale, something, though he wasn’t sure what, led him to work for that particularly company, and he gave it his all from the start. He was driven, immaculate, articulate, focused…he was everything that a man destined to be CEO should be. True to his loyal nature, he stayed at Columbia to earn his MBA while starting the upward progression in the de Winter organization.

He dated casually, usually just some pretty thing to keep him company at company events, but their faces were ever changing. He was always cautious to keep it so, because he knew that if he let someone close, if he let them really close, he would be loyal to them until they tired of him, and perhaps long after. Rising through the ranks of the company nearly as rapidly as his brother William was rising through the ranks of the Army, Phillip soon distanced himself from his peers for it became fairly obvious in the following years that he was favored to follow Mr. de Winter as CEO of the company. His first major purchase after he received a few well earned raises was a house of his own. Small (from personal preference more than a lack of funds) it more resembles a cabin than anything. He likes everything within reach, and he finds something oddly soothing about coming home to a little warm cabin set well back from the road.

As of present time Phillip works hard for de Winter Inc, making brief but meaningful contact with people in other Tales. Now fully used to his tale after a few months spent living at the Pentamerone while still in college, he still tries to keep the two parts of his life separate. He’s a study of opposites: the driven career man and the fanciful Puss in Boots, the man who works hard and the man who plays hard, the man who loves travel and the man who also thrives on his own home staying in the same place, the man who looks perfect in an immaculate suit and the man who will lounge around his home in a warm sweater and pajama pants all day. He has not looked at the Compendium much lately because he’s been away on an extended business trip to France and when he is immersed in business, he finds it distracting to think of personal things such as his Tale friends.

Now, however, he is home and on a short vacation, ready to look some of them up again and take a minor break from work, even if it is writing in the Compendium while working at home rather than simply planning ahead. While he embraces his tale and what he has learned of it, he has yet to delve into the very tricky notion of past incarnations, both because he hasn’t the time and he doesn't have any interest in doing so. While he feels blessed that his life has been set apart by being a Tale, he isn’t sure how he feels spiritually. He wants to be a man of logic, and logic says that when a man dies they’re dead and that’s that. The thought that he might have had another family out there, another mother, father, a wife, scares him to death, as it means letting people close to him. The thought that he might have passed away and left people who depend on him, let alone fatherless children, is more than he can handle thinking about if he wishes to remain sane, so he simply avoids it. Anything that might hint at a past incarnation is shrugged off as being too tired or an odd dream, and he shoves it to the side. For the most part, however, his memories are thankfully of his first life, and he looks forward to the flashbacks and dreams with all the zeal that he used to look forward to his mother reading him 'the book' when he was a young boy.

Connections
FAIRYTALE: Puss In Boots
Character: Puss in Boots
Abilities: Not an actual ability so much as general cunning and the talent to use his charm to get things others might not. He also has a special understanding with felines.
Past Lives:
Correlation: At first, Phillip was amused to learn about his tale. It all seemed to be some sort of game, and it was easy to downplay the seriousness of it. After all, then he was just a young man with a very clear path in life, goals, and aspirations. The idea that in a past life he had been a cat (or even that there were such things as past lives) seemed ridiculous. However, on a lark, the summer between his senior year and the start of his masters studies in college, he spent three months at the Pentamerone. Suddenly it was about more than paying dues to some odd ‘club’ he believed it, and he felt a part of something bigger.
While he’s always been careful to keep the two parts of himself separate, to not let his every day business associates learn about what he is, he is not above using his tale to his advantage.

He can be quite cunning, just as Puss was in convincing the Ogre to turn himself into a mouse, and quite charming, as Puss exhibited when he charmed the king with little more than a few game animals. Like a typical cat, he can be aloof at times, even superior (which some might read as snobbish) but he doesn’t care. He doesn’t tolerate stupidity well and will either utter some quick, sharp comment when confronted with it or leave swiftly like a cat lunging away from water. That being said, he is oddly loyal to those who have earned his respect. Even if they make a misstep from time to time, or make a decision that Phillip can clearly see is not wise, he will find ways to help them fix it rather than abandon them to their foolishness.
Status: Phillip is highly aware of how others see him and knows nearly exactly when to switch from one tactic to another if he can tell that someone is thinking him too smarmy or rash or too well put together. Because of this, he tends to keep his tale to himself unless he knows someone else shares his secret. After he learns he’s in the presence of a 'kindred spirit' so to speak, then he lets his guard down and will talk about everything to do with his tale and his knowledge of how things work with them.

PROFESSION: Chief Operations Officer (COO) at de Winter Inc
LOCATION: Philadelphia and New York City equally, though he travels all over for the company
CONTACT:
Email: pcordon@dewinterinc.com (business email), c_lion98@hotmail.com (personal email)
Phone: 215-936-1212 (business), 215-468-6500 (cell)
Other: pcordon or clion98 on various chat services

FAMILY::
Parents: Wesley Cordon - father, retired Army officer; Miranda Cordon - mother, homemaker
Siblings: William Cordon - brother, Army officer
Other: various aunts, uncles and cousins

Astrological
SIGN: Scorpio
the Scorpion. Fixed, water, yin - planetary rulers: Mars and Pluto. Keywords: "I DESIRE"

Scorpio is the eighth house of the Zodiac and governs the genitalia. Positive traits include magnetic charisma, ambition, drive, a penetrating mind, curiosity, intensity of focus, emotional depth, consistency, persistence, willpower, and the potential for inner transformation and regeneration; negative traits include selfishness, obsessiveness, vindictiveness, hypersensitivity, ruthlessness, cynicism, an inability to understand the word "moderation," and jealousy. It is said that Scorpios embody both the best and the worst of all that are born under the stars, and that there are three kinds of Scorpios: wicked scorpions, cunning serpents, and saintly eagles. What each Scorpio becomes is entirely up to that Scorpio.

OOC
CHARACTER PB: Ed Quinn
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Puss or his fairy tale. Phillip, however, is mine. I do not own Ed Quinn, he owns himself.
PLAYER: Dani
GAME: Fairly Tales fairlytalesrpg
CREDIT: Profile image and coding, princessjessia; icon credit listed with each icon for those uploaded; various quotations from the Puss in Boots tale and the Shrek movies.