Post by didgey on Feb 1, 2011 18:44:09 GMT -5
Hopefully this is good enough! I know it's a bit long, sorry about that. I can't stop writing apparently... If anything needs a-fixing, please let me know :>
Character Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt
Country: Prussia
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Staff or tourist: Staff
If staff, what job? Sports Equipment Retailer
Likes:
Birds
Prussia
Winng at life
Projectiles
Cursing/profanities
German food/beer
Hot tubs
Fresh powder
Being praised
Adorable little brothers
Nagging about people
Dislikes:
Being alone
Accidents with himself involved
Aristocrats
Annoying little brothers
Everything, because he likes to complain
People nagging him
Perverts
Personality:
Gilbert is special, special in the way that sometimes he used to drop his pants in kinder garden and wave things about just to get attention. So he might not be as smart as his little brother, but what he lacks in organized logical thinking he makes up for in being street smart and thinking outside of the box, which makes him annoyingly unpredictable (it’s still up to debate whether that’s a good thing or not). He’s not shy about being special either. In fact, he thinks his specialness is awesome. More awesome than you, more awesome than your mother, more awesome than the air you need to stay alive, etc. And no, there is no debate on his awesomeness. It’s just fact. And to clear things up, his ego isn’t huge. Everyone else’s is just small. Either way, he has so much awesome that his ego is entirely justified. He does occasionally let others in on his awesomeness. Spread the joy, save humanity, that sort of thing. He has a particular fondness for kids; some say it might be because he’s a giant kid himself, Gilbert likes to think that he needs to be influential. How else would the next generation be awesome?
He walks about with that air of self-proclaimed superiority that no one should really be walking around with. Gilbert doesn’t let anyone look down on him, no matter what disadvantage he has. He’s not all that blinded by his ego, he has his moments of clarity and seriousness. And if you need help, he’ll be there whether you like it or not. It’s because he’s lonely, and what better way to make friends than to make them indebted to you? If you happen to befriend him, you should beware. Gilbert is honest, bluntly so. He’s prone to saying things people don’t want to hear about themselves and he won’t hold back. People are also prone to be the target of his random pranks and jokes; chaos, he’s his speciality. It’s part of his attention seeking behaviour and it fulfills the boredom that plagues him at random.
Despite the common belief that he does nothing but lazy around the whole day, Gilbert is always active. He just doesn’t do what most people want him to do or finished his duties early. He’s either on the slope, teaching kids, or engaging people in mysterious (made up) tales of the mountains. Either way, he’s always doing something. He firmly believes himself to be Prussian and that said, being Prussian is about work, duty, and sacrifice - he would never let anyone down, it’s not even a choice. His Prussian values would never allow him to slack off as much as he likes to. Sometimes, he’ll forget about himself and push as far as he can. Because if important people were depending on him, he can very well say screw it to his own needs. But that depends on how important the task at hand is. If he doesn’t care enough to look at you when you’re making your request, you might as well forget about asking. Ask him about how to
History:
Gilbert was born into a loving family residing in Germany. His parents rejoicing in the new bundle, but their joy didn’t last long because Gilbert was loud - loud and noisey in the most unfortunate of times, almost like he’s making a show just to foreshadow the mode of life he embodies now. Like most things in life, things don’t end in happily ever afters. It isn’t fair that their parents died when he was still too young and his brother even more so. But that’s life and Gilbert’s learned the expression of “You win some, you lose some” very well. Their uncle took them under their care after that. Gilbert never let him close, preferring to guard himself against feeling tragedy again. Then there’s Ludwig. Gilbert had mixed feelings towards the younger boy initially. He wasn’t sure how to be a brother. Before their parents’ death, Ludwig was more of a minion he liked having around because his little brother gave him his unwavering attention. Ludwig’s presence after the accident constantly reminded him that their parents are gone. Memories of them keep on resurfacing and he almost hated Ludwig for it. But he couldn’t really hate him. He could never. Gilbert had to cling on to his little brother because he had to. Ludwig was all that was left for him. Even at that age, the sense of duty was already ingrained. He was determined to carry out his parent’s duties in raising Ludwig. He can be both brother, parent and friend. Of course he can, he’s just that awesome. He will never let his parents or anyone see Ludwig fail.
When Ludwig no longer needed Gilbert to hold his hand in everything and even scolded Gilbert in return for being messy, he almost sighed in relief. He did well to raise the boy. (He thought he did so well that he continued to praise himself for a good job and decided to buy himself a new snowboard as a reward). He’s proud of what his brother made of his life, but he won’t admit it - just in case Ludwig thinks that’s enough and now he can slack off.
Though their uncle wasn’t the most affectionate of men (Gilbert’s actually glad he isn’t), he did give him the chance to discover the thrill of riding down freshly snowed on slopes and a new way to do dangerous stunts to scare his brother. He’s been a regular tourist ever since Ludwig started working at Resort Du Lucerne, but only decided to bless them all with his awesomeness by working here this year. He worked odd jobs before hand. With his love for snowboarding, skiing, snowball fights or plain foolery, it just makes sense to work here. The cold - not much love there. In that sense, he prefers the warmth of hot tubs, and it wouldn’t hurt to be accompanied by a couple barrels of beer. Yes, barrels.
Roleplay Sample:
How Gilbert met Gilbird - wherein Gilbert bargains like a stereotypical house-wife. (Not sure if pets are allowed, but if they are, this might as well be part of history...)
“Look mister, I don’t know what to tell you, but those eggs are suppose to be unfertilized.” To say that the cashier was nervous is an understatement. Gilbert can see him fidgeting underneath the counter. Just the way he liked his victims.
“Look kid, you see this bird?” He pulls his hand out and places the golden ball of fluff on the counter. He waits patiently for the dumb look of surprise to pass over the cashier’s face then looks at him expectantly. “Well, you see it or not?”
“Yes, I see it sir.” He called him sir and Gilbert almost lose his serious face in a smirk, but thankfully he controls it and continues on his rant. The scowl he practiced on to make more menacing then Ludwig on a cleaning rage comes handy and he shows this secret weapon of his to add to the affect. Because damnit, he’s going to get something free as a compensation. “I found this bird in my carton of eggs that you said are suppose to be unfertilized. What the hell?”
The cashier gulped and starts to shake even more as Gilbert’s hands can slamming on the counter, startling the stumbling little bird. He can almost taste victory, it’s only a matter of time now before the cashier hands over a carton of beer or a free week of groceries...
“Sir, the eggs are from a nearby farm and... Sometimes these things happen. I apologize but there really isn’t anything I can do-” Useless talk, great. He doesn’t even let the cashier finish and starts step 3 of getting free compensation. Gilbert screams about chicken flu and diarrhea inducing viruses, and throwing in insults like knives and flushes in excitement which could be easily taken as anger. The ruckus attracts the store owner, who frantically tries to get things under control. But to control Gilbert is like to control the weather. The yelling continues even after the fact that the owner has given Gilbert not only a pack of the finest German beer but also a couple chocolate bars. It calms the pale man a bit but he’s still streaming curses and threats to sue. But at least the owner can get a couple sentences in now.
“Fine, fine. Martin, go get a bunch of carrot and a sack of potatoes. Are you happy now?” Gilbert crosses his arms, the little bird unconsciously flew to settle on his shoulder, and with a smug grin, Gilbert answers, “It’s better. But don’ think I won’t go spread this around. Hell, I even have proof!”
Gilbert quickly grabbed his seized goods and fled the store before the owner strangles his new fluffy golden leverage.
OoC Information
Name: sam
Timezone: US Eastern GMT -5:00
Experience: Um... Wow, maybe like 4 years now? It’s been on and off...First time in this fandom though! Meep.
Contact information: PM me!
Anything else? Marshmellows, gram crackers, chocolate, magic.
Character Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt
Country: Prussia
Gender: Male
Age: 22
Staff or tourist: Staff
If staff, what job? Sports Equipment Retailer
Likes:
Birds
Prussia
Winng at life
Projectiles
Cursing/profanities
German food/beer
Hot tubs
Fresh powder
Being praised
Adorable little brothers
Nagging about people
Dislikes:
Being alone
Accidents with himself involved
Aristocrats
Annoying little brothers
Everything, because he likes to complain
People nagging him
Perverts
Personality:
Gilbert is special, special in the way that sometimes he used to drop his pants in kinder garden and wave things about just to get attention. So he might not be as smart as his little brother, but what he lacks in organized logical thinking he makes up for in being street smart and thinking outside of the box, which makes him annoyingly unpredictable (it’s still up to debate whether that’s a good thing or not). He’s not shy about being special either. In fact, he thinks his specialness is awesome. More awesome than you, more awesome than your mother, more awesome than the air you need to stay alive, etc. And no, there is no debate on his awesomeness. It’s just fact. And to clear things up, his ego isn’t huge. Everyone else’s is just small. Either way, he has so much awesome that his ego is entirely justified. He does occasionally let others in on his awesomeness. Spread the joy, save humanity, that sort of thing. He has a particular fondness for kids; some say it might be because he’s a giant kid himself, Gilbert likes to think that he needs to be influential. How else would the next generation be awesome?
He walks about with that air of self-proclaimed superiority that no one should really be walking around with. Gilbert doesn’t let anyone look down on him, no matter what disadvantage he has. He’s not all that blinded by his ego, he has his moments of clarity and seriousness. And if you need help, he’ll be there whether you like it or not. It’s because he’s lonely, and what better way to make friends than to make them indebted to you? If you happen to befriend him, you should beware. Gilbert is honest, bluntly so. He’s prone to saying things people don’t want to hear about themselves and he won’t hold back. People are also prone to be the target of his random pranks and jokes; chaos, he’s his speciality. It’s part of his attention seeking behaviour and it fulfills the boredom that plagues him at random.
Despite the common belief that he does nothing but lazy around the whole day, Gilbert is always active. He just doesn’t do what most people want him to do or finished his duties early. He’s either on the slope, teaching kids, or engaging people in mysterious (made up) tales of the mountains. Either way, he’s always doing something. He firmly believes himself to be Prussian and that said, being Prussian is about work, duty, and sacrifice - he would never let anyone down, it’s not even a choice. His Prussian values would never allow him to slack off as much as he likes to. Sometimes, he’ll forget about himself and push as far as he can. Because if important people were depending on him, he can very well say screw it to his own needs. But that depends on how important the task at hand is. If he doesn’t care enough to look at you when you’re making your request, you might as well forget about asking. Ask him about how to
History:
Gilbert was born into a loving family residing in Germany. His parents rejoicing in the new bundle, but their joy didn’t last long because Gilbert was loud - loud and noisey in the most unfortunate of times, almost like he’s making a show just to foreshadow the mode of life he embodies now. Like most things in life, things don’t end in happily ever afters. It isn’t fair that their parents died when he was still too young and his brother even more so. But that’s life and Gilbert’s learned the expression of “You win some, you lose some” very well. Their uncle took them under their care after that. Gilbert never let him close, preferring to guard himself against feeling tragedy again. Then there’s Ludwig. Gilbert had mixed feelings towards the younger boy initially. He wasn’t sure how to be a brother. Before their parents’ death, Ludwig was more of a minion he liked having around because his little brother gave him his unwavering attention. Ludwig’s presence after the accident constantly reminded him that their parents are gone. Memories of them keep on resurfacing and he almost hated Ludwig for it. But he couldn’t really hate him. He could never. Gilbert had to cling on to his little brother because he had to. Ludwig was all that was left for him. Even at that age, the sense of duty was already ingrained. He was determined to carry out his parent’s duties in raising Ludwig. He can be both brother, parent and friend. Of course he can, he’s just that awesome. He will never let his parents or anyone see Ludwig fail.
When Ludwig no longer needed Gilbert to hold his hand in everything and even scolded Gilbert in return for being messy, he almost sighed in relief. He did well to raise the boy. (He thought he did so well that he continued to praise himself for a good job and decided to buy himself a new snowboard as a reward). He’s proud of what his brother made of his life, but he won’t admit it - just in case Ludwig thinks that’s enough and now he can slack off.
Though their uncle wasn’t the most affectionate of men (Gilbert’s actually glad he isn’t), he did give him the chance to discover the thrill of riding down freshly snowed on slopes and a new way to do dangerous stunts to scare his brother. He’s been a regular tourist ever since Ludwig started working at Resort Du Lucerne, but only decided to bless them all with his awesomeness by working here this year. He worked odd jobs before hand. With his love for snowboarding, skiing, snowball fights or plain foolery, it just makes sense to work here. The cold - not much love there. In that sense, he prefers the warmth of hot tubs, and it wouldn’t hurt to be accompanied by a couple barrels of beer. Yes, barrels.
Roleplay Sample:
How Gilbert met Gilbird - wherein Gilbert bargains like a stereotypical house-wife. (Not sure if pets are allowed, but if they are, this might as well be part of history...)
“Look mister, I don’t know what to tell you, but those eggs are suppose to be unfertilized.” To say that the cashier was nervous is an understatement. Gilbert can see him fidgeting underneath the counter. Just the way he liked his victims.
“Look kid, you see this bird?” He pulls his hand out and places the golden ball of fluff on the counter. He waits patiently for the dumb look of surprise to pass over the cashier’s face then looks at him expectantly. “Well, you see it or not?”
“Yes, I see it sir.” He called him sir and Gilbert almost lose his serious face in a smirk, but thankfully he controls it and continues on his rant. The scowl he practiced on to make more menacing then Ludwig on a cleaning rage comes handy and he shows this secret weapon of his to add to the affect. Because damnit, he’s going to get something free as a compensation. “I found this bird in my carton of eggs that you said are suppose to be unfertilized. What the hell?”
The cashier gulped and starts to shake even more as Gilbert’s hands can slamming on the counter, startling the stumbling little bird. He can almost taste victory, it’s only a matter of time now before the cashier hands over a carton of beer or a free week of groceries...
“Sir, the eggs are from a nearby farm and... Sometimes these things happen. I apologize but there really isn’t anything I can do-” Useless talk, great. He doesn’t even let the cashier finish and starts step 3 of getting free compensation. Gilbert screams about chicken flu and diarrhea inducing viruses, and throwing in insults like knives and flushes in excitement which could be easily taken as anger. The ruckus attracts the store owner, who frantically tries to get things under control. But to control Gilbert is like to control the weather. The yelling continues even after the fact that the owner has given Gilbert not only a pack of the finest German beer but also a couple chocolate bars. It calms the pale man a bit but he’s still streaming curses and threats to sue. But at least the owner can get a couple sentences in now.
“Fine, fine. Martin, go get a bunch of carrot and a sack of potatoes. Are you happy now?” Gilbert crosses his arms, the little bird unconsciously flew to settle on his shoulder, and with a smug grin, Gilbert answers, “It’s better. But don’ think I won’t go spread this around. Hell, I even have proof!”
Gilbert quickly grabbed his seized goods and fled the store before the owner strangles his new fluffy golden leverage.
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OoC Information
Name: sam
Timezone: US Eastern GMT -5:00
Experience: Um... Wow, maybe like 4 years now? It’s been on and off...First time in this fandom though! Meep.
Contact information: PM me!
Anything else? Marshmellows, gram crackers, chocolate, magic.
