Post by Nikolai Korsmo on Sept 28, 2010 23:04:30 GMT -5
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Name:
Lord Nikolai Korsmo
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Country of Origin:
De forenede Kongeriger Sverige og Norge
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Gender:
Male
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Age:
20
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Height/Weight:
5'7"
137 lbs
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Hair/Eye Colour:
Platinum Blond
Crystal Blue
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Affiliation:
Noble
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Job:
None
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Appearance:
For a male, Nikolai has an unusually small frame. To the point of where he can be mistaken for a medium framed woman. This is the unfortunate reason to why he's almost always found in his frilly attire. Even though he is of noble status, the man is not a prince. Therefore, he does not have the money required to both feed himself and every stray he has a habit of bringing in from time to time, house the lot, and be able to afford to have every single piece of clothing he owns custom fitted to his dainty figure. The end result, Nikolai wears woman's clothing. This detail in no way entitles anyone to tease him. That is what the scepter is for. Not for showing off his riches. Just for protecting his reputation.
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Personality:
At a glance, Nikolai seems just like the quiet type. A typical face of nobility, as some might say. Anyone could make up stories and rumours for as to why the lord secludes himself to his villa and even why when he does exit, it is only for personal or family related benefit.
Anyone to visit the home the young man hails from as a guest would most likely leave with a different image of him, however. The Norwegian may look exotic to peers but in actuality, it is a mask of sorts. Like a bug's hard outer shell. If you were to meet him up close and personal, expect a cold shoulder because he tends to shove away strangers at an instant. Not that the blond has a hatred of people, just a hatred for new people.
There are very few fellow beings who have even seen the man be nice for a change. It isn't even the nice one would expect. More of a nice change from the usual. An occasional smile can even be caught from Nikolai if he were either actually pleased with something or just fairly amused. Most likely the latter. Stupidity always gave him a nice little chuckle if it was truly worth the encouragement.
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Likes:
+ Music ``
A frequent guest of performances, this is Nikolai's true relief. Usually, those who play any instrument can impress the man a great deal and even get to see the lighter side underneath his mask.
+ Reading ``
A small hobby that calms him down in times of stress. Nikolai has an enormous collection of literature and never minds reading a story more than once.
+ Nature ``
There's nothing more the man loves than to escape from his property to a nearby beach or even a forest if possible and the weather permits.
+ Animals ``
Nikolai loves just about every kind of animal, his favourite being the rabbit.
+ Folklore ``
He openly believes that myths are true. No one can deny that there is a strange aura around Nikolai but he himself believes to be surrounded by the creatures from his stories.
+ The colour Blue ``
Obvious since the majority of clothing he owns is blue.
+ Flying/Sailing ``
Nikolai has always enjoyed feeling the wind on his face, in the air or on the sea.
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Dislikes:
- People with Annoying Personalities ``
One too many guests to his house have chosen to show this type of attitude with him.
- Loud People ``
Another guest related issue of his. These few would be kicked out on the spot, however.
- Showing Emotion ``
It is unavoidable at times, which would lead to inner cursing, but showing emotion is something the Norwegian tends to avoid if at all possible. It only shows weakness, in his mind, and that is not safe around some of the people he spends his time with.
- Careless Destruction of Nature ``
Nikolai had never liked seeing people purposely destroy the gifts of Mother Earth.
- Hunting ``
Something that speaks for itself. However, he is a bit too hypocritical on his part with this aspect. Nikolai is not a vegetarian and his meals constantly are involved with fish and meat. He would just never do the killing himself.
- Pirates ``
Past events resulted in a hatred for pirates of any kind.
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Fears:
~ Fire ``
A non-expressed fear of his and quite a minor one at that. Despite other's fascination with the element, Nikolai does not care for the thought of being burnt to death.
~ Losing those near to him ``
Common fear for most human beings. It tends to worsen, though, when you have so little people to care for.
~ Death itself ``
All too accustomed to the knowledge of how cruel life can really be, Nikolai is not to warmed up to the idea of the end of his life.
~ Being left alone ``
Something not most people expect from the man. This is his greatest fear as well. Although he does not even like new people in the first place, the Nordic is silently frightened at the thought of being completely alone.
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Strengths:
& The Violin ``
His favourite instrument and most practiced. He only knows how to play a few compositions by heart but with a sheet of music in front, Nikolai could play just about anything. Given it was a peaceful song, at least. He doesn't care much for speedy songs.
& Upper body Strength ``
A highly doubted attribute of his considering his figure. To just about everyone's surprise, the man could in fact match the strongest in a fight and at least be able to block hits and throw just a few on his end. Learned for more self-defense then anything.
& Speed ``
Something else picked up from his self-defense studies. This becomes useful in times of evading if there ever became a need for the skill.
& "Cursing" ``
Or more, making people belive he's cursing them. Nikolai gets some form of amusement watching people freak out after muttering a few words in a dead language, making them believe it was some sort of spell. It's a much cleaner way of making people avoid him.
& Tuning people out ``
This is Nikolai's favourite strength of his. He could swear that he'd have a much lower IQ if he had to listen to half the drabble that comes out of most his guest's mouths.
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Weaknesses:
* Sweet tooth ``
Something not expected of the man. He is a firm believer in the 'dessert before dinner' stance and it's hard to get him to eat anything but.
* Sarcasm ``
Unfortunately, just about everything that comes out of the Nordic's mouth is sarcastic. Even things meant to be said with good intentions come out sounding like an insult.
* Piloting ``
He's tried once. Never again.
* Building Things ``
He'd rather stick to critism, thank you very much.
* Cute things ``
Something that can be easily taken advantage of. Especially, if you happen to catch sight of a small closet in the man's room filled to the brim with pink stuffed rabbits.
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History:
Nikolai led a perfectly common life of a noble through infancy. Raised by alone his father seeing as his mother passed from both infection and disease a year after the child's birth, the parent was searching for another wife instantly to uphold his status. After his search was brought to a close, the new, Icelandic woman was soon impregnated with a second heir to the noble's estate. The young lord watched as the couple went through the phases through the month and was barely old enough to even comprehend why the woman appeared to be in so much pain.
The ninth month was reached and Nikolai met his half-brother. The cynical thoughts had not yet grown within his mind just yet so at an instant, the Norwegian was rather fond of the newest member of his family.
A happy life was lived briefly up to about the young child's seventh year in life. There was a beach nearby the villa he'd lived in for his younger years and in unfortunate events, a pirate crew quickly ported the shore. Seeing as how in their area, there were only two other families worth the bother and their own home was closer, the crew decided a raid was in order on the family. To the pirates, it was quick and finished without barely trying. To the poor nobles within the home, however, it was the night from when nothing would ever truly be the same. The mother found Nikolai once the crew had broken in but not yet discovered the stairs, instructing him to take his younger brother and hide out of harm's way. The directions were followed and the younger of the two was dragged behind without a clue in the world what was going on. The Norwegian hid in a far off closet almost completely out of the way and even behind a tapestry, spending the night in the small storage room clutching the other as if his life depended on it.
Morning rose and left, only noon greeting the sleepy eyes of the curious boys, then leaving the closet to check on the villa's status. Just as predicted, unfortunately. The halls were covered in muddy boot prints, luckily none were anywhere near the closet the young lords had slept in. A bit more inspection was made to discover that past the inner ruins that was once their home, they were the only ones left. The parents were gone along with the crew.
Word got out of the raid and the two young boys were taken a bit farther up inland to an estate that was both owned by their former parents and now owned by their grandparents. Caretakers were sent from the elder's own home to make sure the two lords lived life well enough till they were able to suffice on their own and what was left of their father's status. Once Nikolai reached the age of 16, the caretakers and tutors left well enough alone and returned from where they came, leaving the Norwegian as lord of the house. This continued to present day, the man calling in to other teacher's frequently for both himself and younger brother to be able to uphold their name and ensure they had more to live on then taxes and inheritance.
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Sample/Character Introduction:
{{taken from another rp}}
Within Granor Great Hall, past the workers setting up for The Granor Soiree's first Masquerade ball, was a well taken care of bar meant for occupation by whomever was catering the event. This year was the Town of Zequea's very own Nordic Bar. An unoriginal name but short, sweet, and to the point.
The temporary bar was well kept enough to the point of where it looked as if no one had ever even used it before. The floors were waxed earlier on the day before, the tables were wiped down along with the chairs, everything was dusted as if there was any dust to begin with, and to top it all off, the glass's shined like diamonds. Unfortunately, among all the perfection, there was one blemish on the counter. Nikolai Korsmo, the co-owner of the Nordic Bar, was perched on the far end of the wood-top counter polishing his beloved violin. Having brought the instrument from his home, he honestly didn't want to leave it alone if the bar were broken into over the week. Even though just about everyone from the town came along with the Nordics, it was never a bad thing to be safe.
The Norwegian looked out with his face as apathetic as ever, glancing around at the cleaning going on or at least from what he could see. A sigh emitted, returning his gaze back to his possession, giving it one last wipe before deciding to put it away. The man hopped down and stepped behind the counter to place the violin in a safe place he'd found while cleaning up.
There was nothing else to do. He'd done just about all there was to do in the area he was allowed to roam with the commotion and his family skipped out earlier. The man thought at least Tino would keep him company out of pity. Nikolai was told at least one person would have to be in the bar at all times when the hall had other's inside and he just happened to end up as the unlucky, bored-as-hell soul.
Walking over to a patron's table, another perch was made of the top seeing as how the man didn't feel like disturbing either of the chairs. This bar they'd been offered was ... too pretentious for his tastes. The bar back home was a worn down piece of shit but it was what he was raised in.
Another look around with his piercing blue eyes, a headache was brewing in the back of his mind, knowing for a fact this was going to be a long week. Nikolai stepped off the table and stepped toward the frame the officials liked to call a 'door', slightly amused at the sight of Birger flying around. At least he was enjoying himself. Einar was probably outside the apparent cage for the Nordic as well, wandering above the crowds knowing him. Seemed like everyone ditched the man for more fun things to entertain themselves with.
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Warning:
Despite his appearance, Nikolai is not a girl. Never, I repeat never, mistake him for a woman.
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Notes:
This is a completely revised profile~!
Since the last roleplayer I had completely based my profile on has left, I felt the need to change it for the better~ {Ihope} >v<;;;
If an Iceland is reading this I can make any changes you want~ ;v;''' I wanted to get this written already and I tried my best to not involve you too much...and failed.
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Marukaite kotori
Itsu no ma ni kotori
Atama no ie de piyopiyo kawaiin da ze!
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