Post by nemo on Jan 3, 2011 21:10:07 GMT -5
Name: Berwald Oxenstierna [Kingdom of Sweden
Age: 25
Academic Goals: Berwald wants the large percentage of people to think he is only studying to get his doctorate in Scandinavian and Celtic histories, but he he really wants to be fashion designer.
Year: Senior [taking classes for fashion designing on the side]
Occupation: student [works part-time nights as a bartender at a gay bar; he makes fantastic tips.]
Likes:
Surströmming
art
his job
school
fav class: mythologies
Dislikes:
Denmark
his parents
anyone mentioning anything about people he has lost in his life
bad literature
least fav class: math
Personality:
Berwald cuts quite the intimidating figure to those he meets. He is usually quiet and reserved in the present, having been rowdy and hard to manage when he was a teen, still living with his parents. Now he holds himself as a respectable student of the ancient world.
He doesn't typically get along well with others mostly for the fact that most people are scared by him. Deep down he loves being around people and can get quite playful, if someone gives him a chance. Berwald is also focused and goal oriented. Everything he does right now, is to get him to his academic goals.
Berwald doesn't talk much, most of what he says is expressed through low grunts and tones. Unless he is at work, then he is upbeat and friendly acting. He tends to flirt and make coherent conversation, to make tips, which is helping him pay for school.
History:
Berwald comes from a broken home. After his little sister died in an unfortunate accident, his mother and father could never get along the same. That is also around the time he started acting out and being rowdy. Berwald spent time in a juvenile detention facility when he was 16, but that didn't seem to cure him yet. He was still rambunctious until he was 19, when he almost died in a motorcycle crash.
After the crash Berwald took a long time to recover, having lost his partner-in-crime, in the crash. Berwald wasn't the same after that, replying to people in short, low, mono-toned grunts and glares. He didn't make any friends after that either, having been friends with his partner since he was a child. He decided to think seriously of where he wanted to go and what he wanted to do after he finally accept his partner wasn't coming back.
Berwald has spent the past couple of years applying himself to his schooling, trying to honor his partner by living right. They had always spoken of times they would 'get clean'. He secretly designed fashion when he was alone. But he is ashamed of what people would think of him if they knew. So he has taking courses for his doctorate in Scandinavian and Celtic histories, which he always liked.
Sample Post:
(2-4 para)
Berwald looked up at the ceiling of his apartment. He sighed and rolled over to get out of bed. Life had been so....empty. Was that the word he was looking for? He wasn't sure, but it seemed right. He lazily went about getting ready for his day. He stretched out his back after he was properly dressed and he looked out the window at the rainy day.
Berwald was getting ready to leave for his new school; Blueterra Academy. He thought it strange a college was named 'academy' but he didn't much care. It's where he needed to be for the next step in his schooling. He took the belongings he was taking and loaded them all into his car, warming the engine as to keep it from stalling out on him. Berwald leaned his head against the drivers side window, pondering on everything he could manage to fit in his mind at the time. When the smoking from the exhaust pipe stopped, he revved the engine and started off to his new school.
Berwald pulled up in front of the school. Many students were briskly walking around the campus, as Berwald got out of his car. He peered around looking for what appeared to be the dorms and what appeared to be where he found out where he was staying. He was determined to make the best of his time here. And determined to do well in his memory.
(2-4 para)
Berwald looked up at the ceiling of his apartment. He sighed and rolled over to get out of bed. Life had been so....empty. Was that the word he was looking for? He wasn't sure, but it seemed right. He lazily went about getting ready for his day. He stretched out his back after he was properly dressed and he looked out the window at the rainy day.
Berwald was getting ready to leave for his new school; Blueterra Academy. He thought it strange a college was named 'academy' but he didn't much care. It's where he needed to be for the next step in his schooling. He took the belongings he was taking and loaded them all into his car, warming the engine as to keep it from stalling out on him. Berwald leaned his head against the drivers side window, pondering on everything he could manage to fit in his mind at the time. When the smoking from the exhaust pipe stopped, he revved the engine and started off to his new school.
Berwald pulled up in front of the school. Many students were briskly walking around the campus, as Berwald got out of his car. He peered around looking for what appeared to be the dorms and what appeared to be where he found out where he was staying. He was determined to make the best of his time here. And determined to do well in his memory.
Personal + Optional
Alias: Nemo or Tev
Timezone: Eastern Standard Time [usually before work or longer periods of time, when I do not have work.] Pasta and Wurst <3
Favorite Pairings: Belarus X Lithuania, Belarus X Denmark, Male!Belarus X Denmark, and for because of a certain someone....Male!Belarus X Female!NorthItaly
Alternate Characters: Belarus, Male!Belarus, Ireland, and Russia
