Post by shotdown on May 12, 2013 17:52:02 GMT -5
BASIC INFO
Name: Norway [Lukas Bondvik]
Gender: Male
Appearance: Norway has pale blonde hair with a small curl that sticks out in the back. He manages to keep a small part of it out of his face using a cross clip. Expressionless ice blue eyes and an emotionless mask finishes his somewhat aloof image.
Personality: Norway has a habit of acting cold and distant. Some may even say he's antisocial. Once you get past that cold-as-ice exterior, you get another cold-as-ice layer, only slightly less icy. Only slightly. This is a trait that he had kept from his viking period. Norway also has a slight brother complex. He can be very protective of not only his brother, but others he considers family.
Relations with other chars: [No clue what to put here yet -shot-]
Special abilities: Norway prides himself in the use of magic. He also claims to see trolls.
AU-RELATED
(If you have trouble deciding on ANYTHING in this section, contact me and we'll figure it out over PM~ Also, nothing you write here is official. You can change at request, but we want to have an idea of how your char is.)
Short range weapon of choice: An old, Sæbø sword that Norway kept around from his Vikings times(Which is in pretty damn good shape for a sword dating back to the early 9th century.)
Long range weapon of choice: A Ruger SR9 semi-automatic pistol with 9mm parabellum bullets he had gotten from America
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Doesn't matter to him
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: [This is a small little scene taken from my fanfic, The Gemini, which is a AU human/high school/superpower thing.]
Alfred's roommate was quite. Like, really quite. Which was a big change from the people who Alfred use to hang out with. He was use to the loud and rowdy football plays that shouted over each other at lunch and in the hallways. It was nice change not having to shout over somebody to communicate.
The plus to having Matthew as a roommate was the boy didn't mind when Alfred changed into English, tired of stumbling over the pronunciations of the Japanese language.
The American was in the middle of telling Matthew about the amazing game where he brought his team to victory when the door slammed open.
"Birdie!" The offender yelled, standing in the doorway, grinning like he was the best thing since sliced bread. "The awesome me has arrived! Did you forget mein unawesome kleinen Bruder had scheduled a meeting today?" He asked when he saw Matthew sitting on his bed, and not getting ready for this 'meeting'. That's when he noticed Alfred.
"Who is this, Birdie?" The albino asked, eyeing Alfred with… was that jealously?
"Name's Alfred Jones." Alfred replied. Matthew could feel the tension building in the room, ready to explode.
"Gil, Alfred is my roommate; he just got here from New York. Alfred, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt, my best friend." Matthew said before anything decided to break. He had no idea why things where so tense when they just met, but he decided to break said tensions.
That seemed to do the trick, because the two started to grin at each other and start up a decent conversation. It took Matthew a moment to realize they had been sizing each other up, like wolves trying to see if they would be able to overpower each other.
Oh, this is going to be fun. Matthew thought to himself.
Code in the rules: [Verified by "Welcome, fellow magic user".]
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: Um... Hi? I'm really, really bad with new people[Well, my friends would argue people in general.] People call me Fire, Lost, Breeze, or just plain 'idiot', and I will be nineteen in about two months. I love, love, love History and English/literature, and will die if i have to do Science or math. I'll just... lay there with one of those ghost-y things hanging out of my mouth like in the animes. I have a thing for zombie Apocalypse(Imma take a guess and say we all do here o.O). As an extension of that, I have a small bit of knowledge with guns, weaponry, and a too-wide range of zombie weak spots. I'm also a major mythology nerd. I have written a few Hetalia fanfictions, but this is my first Hetalia roleplay, and my first time doing Norway as more as a side character. Uh, I'm from America so please excuse my American-ish habits and my occasional empty head-ness.
And if you can't tell, I tend to ramble. If I start rambling, feel free to tell me to shut up.
Pairing friendly?: I'm pretty much open to any pairing, except France pairings. For some reason, I tend to shy away from France pairings. Uh, my favorite pairings are USUK, PruCan, and DenNor. But, like I said I'm pretty much open to any pairing.
Personal note to anyone reading your application: Um, hi! I'll probably be on a lot trying to procrastinate, so I really hope I get the chance to meet or/and RP with you!
Name: Norway [Lukas Bondvik]
Gender: Male
Appearance: Norway has pale blonde hair with a small curl that sticks out in the back. He manages to keep a small part of it out of his face using a cross clip. Expressionless ice blue eyes and an emotionless mask finishes his somewhat aloof image.
Personality: Norway has a habit of acting cold and distant. Some may even say he's antisocial. Once you get past that cold-as-ice exterior, you get another cold-as-ice layer, only slightly less icy. Only slightly. This is a trait that he had kept from his viking period. Norway also has a slight brother complex. He can be very protective of not only his brother, but others he considers family.
Relations with other chars: [No clue what to put here yet -shot-]
Special abilities: Norway prides himself in the use of magic. He also claims to see trolls.
AU-RELATED
(If you have trouble deciding on ANYTHING in this section, contact me and we'll figure it out over PM~ Also, nothing you write here is official. You can change at request, but we want to have an idea of how your char is.)
Short range weapon of choice: An old, Sæbø sword that Norway kept around from his Vikings times(Which is in pretty damn good shape for a sword dating back to the early 9th century.)
Long range weapon of choice: A Ruger SR9 semi-automatic pistol with 9mm parabellum bullets he had gotten from America
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Doesn't matter to him
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: [This is a small little scene taken from my fanfic, The Gemini, which is a AU human/high school/superpower thing.]
Alfred's roommate was quite. Like, really quite. Which was a big change from the people who Alfred use to hang out with. He was use to the loud and rowdy football plays that shouted over each other at lunch and in the hallways. It was nice change not having to shout over somebody to communicate.
The plus to having Matthew as a roommate was the boy didn't mind when Alfred changed into English, tired of stumbling over the pronunciations of the Japanese language.
The American was in the middle of telling Matthew about the amazing game where he brought his team to victory when the door slammed open.
"Birdie!" The offender yelled, standing in the doorway, grinning like he was the best thing since sliced bread. "The awesome me has arrived! Did you forget mein unawesome kleinen Bruder had scheduled a meeting today?" He asked when he saw Matthew sitting on his bed, and not getting ready for this 'meeting'. That's when he noticed Alfred.
"Who is this, Birdie?" The albino asked, eyeing Alfred with… was that jealously?
"Name's Alfred Jones." Alfred replied. Matthew could feel the tension building in the room, ready to explode.
"Gil, Alfred is my roommate; he just got here from New York. Alfred, this is Gilbert Beilschmidt, my best friend." Matthew said before anything decided to break. He had no idea why things where so tense when they just met, but he decided to break said tensions.
That seemed to do the trick, because the two started to grin at each other and start up a decent conversation. It took Matthew a moment to realize they had been sizing each other up, like wolves trying to see if they would be able to overpower each other.
Oh, this is going to be fun. Matthew thought to himself.
Code in the rules: [Verified by "Welcome, fellow magic user".]
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: Um... Hi? I'm really, really bad with new people[Well, my friends would argue people in general.] People call me Fire, Lost, Breeze, or just plain 'idiot', and I will be nineteen in about two months. I love, love, love History and English/literature, and will die if i have to do Science or math. I'll just... lay there with one of those ghost-y things hanging out of my mouth like in the animes. I have a thing for zombie Apocalypse(Imma take a guess and say we all do here o.O). As an extension of that, I have a small bit of knowledge with guns, weaponry, and a too-wide range of zombie weak spots. I'm also a major mythology nerd. I have written a few Hetalia fanfictions, but this is my first Hetalia roleplay, and my first time doing Norway as more as a side character. Uh, I'm from America so please excuse my American-ish habits and my occasional empty head-ness.
And if you can't tell, I tend to ramble. If I start rambling, feel free to tell me to shut up.
Pairing friendly?: I'm pretty much open to any pairing, except France pairings. For some reason, I tend to shy away from France pairings. Uh, my favorite pairings are USUK, PruCan, and DenNor. But, like I said I'm pretty much open to any pairing.
Personal note to anyone reading your application: Um, hi! I'll probably be on a lot trying to procrastinate, so I really hope I get the chance to meet or/and RP with you!
