Post by Gilbert Beilschmidt on Jun 1, 2013 1:25:17 GMT 1
♚ GILBERT ‘AWESOME’ BEILSCHMIDT ♚
♕ THE YEARS START COMING AND THEY DON'T STOP COMING ♕
Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: German (but the character is Prussia, obviously)
Function: Stock clerck
Department: Pet Department and Gardening Center
How long have they worked here?: Five years
♕ FED TO THE RULES AND I HIT THE GROUND RUNNING ♕
Likes:
♥ Gilbert likes dogs. The bigger and more badass, the better. He owns a Doberman named Berlitz.
♥ Beer. Despite the fact that he becomes rather sleepy when he drinks.
♥ Birds. Gilbert has a canary that he has named Gilbird. Because an awesome bird deserves an awesome name. He claims that the bird aspires to become a carrier pigeon, and will sometimes attempt to make it deliver small notes across a room.
♥ Gilbert enjoys cleaning. The thing is, he seems to have a different definition of ‘cleaning’ than everyone else.
♥ He also has a fondness for gardening. When he still lived with his parents, they had a large garden. Now, living on his own, he has none to speak of, but he keeps several plants in his apartment.
♥ One thing to note about Gilbert is that he loves himself. He believes himself to be ‘awesome’, as he will often state. This resulted in his rather large ego.
♥ Other than himself, Gilbert loves being around people. He loves being the center of attention, and with his loud ways, he ensures that this is often the case.
♥ His younger brother is very important to Gilbert, and he loves him very much.
♥ Picking fights. There’s just something fun about getting someone all riled up.
♥ When Gilbert does something well, he likes nothing better than to be praised for it. He is also prone to bragging.
Dislikes:
♠ Losing. He is a terrible loser.
♠ Gilbert is very organised in his own way, and he hates it when something is messy or disorganised.
♠ Even though he claims he doesn’t mind being alone, he hates it and will often seek people out and bother them when this happens.
♠ Being disrespected. Gilbert believes that he somehow has earned the right to be a jerk to others, but he doesn’t appreciate it when others treat him poorly.
♠ Hot weather. He doesn’t handle it well and usually takes to hiding inside when it’s too hot out. He can’t really walk about in a t-shirt during weather like this, since he burns very easily.
♠ Bright light. His eyes are rather sensitive to it.
Quirks:
♣ Due to Gilbert’s albinism, his skin burns easily. He has to wear special contacts, since his eyes are sensitive and his eyesight isn’t all that good. He also has glasses, but he doesn’t like anyone seeing him in them, so he usually only wears those when he’s home alone, and wears the contacts to work.
♣ Gilbert has a journal in which he writes every day without fail, no matter how little happened that day.
♣ It usually surprises people when they find out, but Gilbert is indeed religious. He just doesn’t always act like it. He wears a necklace with a cross pendant on it, but it is usually hidden underneath his shirt.
♣ Gilbert drives a yellow Citroën 2CV. In Germany this car is called an ‘Ente’, which means ‘Duck’.
Fears:
♦ Death. He particularly fears dying by a horrible disease like cancer. This fear isn’t unfounded either, since he has a higher risk of getting skin cancer, due to his condition.
♦ Ending up alone and forgotten.
Personality:
♕ Gilbert has a larger than life personality. At first he will come across as obnoxious, arrogant and crude. This honestly isn’t all that far from the truth. He thinks very highly of himself, and doesn’t have a problem with making that known to everyone.
♕ However underneath all of that, Gilbert can be a nice person. Usually this isn’t noticed by everyone else though. Even when he’s trying to be nice, he doesn’t lose his crudeness, so it often comes across to people as insults.
♕ While often seen as lazy and careless, he can be a very hard worker, but only when he wants to be. He finds himself easily distracted from tasks he finds boring and tedious and ends up not completing them, or not doing them at all, preferring to look for something more interesting to do, and leave the boring chores for less awesome people.
♕ When Gilbert does find something he is interested in and decides to put effort into it, he won’t make half work of it. He can work with a discipline that others might find hard to believe from him. He is very strict when need be, and expects that others keep up with him when he needs to work with them.
♕ When Gilbert puts effort into something, he is of the opinion that not only did he do it well, he did it better than anyone else could have done. In cases like these, when he doesn’t get the praise he so obviously deserves, he doesn’t hesitate to brag about his awesome accomplishments.
♕ He is very methodical and works via systems that he finds easy, but are usually difficult to understand for others. He is also a rather curious persona and doesn’t think anything wrong of, for example, opening all the drawers in someone else’s home, just to see what’s in there.
♕ When it comes to his apartment, what looks like a disorganised mess to most people, is perfectly clean in his own eyes. Gilbert knows where ninety percent of his things are at all times, even though nearly every surface is littered with all sorts of things and the location of all his things changes frequently. Since he gets bored easily, it isn’t unusual for him to reorganise every once in a while.
♕ One thing that Gilbert is absolutely not, is shy. That is, unless it comes to women. He is very awkward around them, and doesn’t know what to say or what to do with his hands. He usually ends up saying or doing something to offend them.
♕ Gilbert doesn’t consider himself to be a stock clerk. He’ll tell you it’s something he does on the side. He is actually an actor-slash-model, though he never quite got his foot in the door in that industry. He has done a few minor roles and some commercials, but he doesn’t like doing those. He was meant to play a main character, though as of yet he still hasn’t accomplished that. As for modelling, he still models for art classes occasionally, though he does need his job at the store to get by.
♕ DIDN'T MAKE SENSE NOT TO LIVE FOR FUN ♕
Roleplay Sample:When Prussia woke up he was alone. He groaned. Either that had been one hell of a New Year’s party or something really, really wasn’t right. His head hurt like a bitch, so much that it made him clench his eyes tight shut still. He grabbed his head and curled up for a moment. Then he noticed that he was laying on the ground. Not his bedroom floor, or the kitchen, and he hadn’t passed out in some random closet either. No, it was the cold hard ground outside, frozen by the winter temperatures.
He finally opened his eyes and got himself into a sitting position. At what he saw, the look of pain on his face changed into one of utter horror. What, in the name of all that is awesome, happened here?!
His people, West’s people… Their people. Badly wounded and dead, their bodies barely recognizable as humans anymore. This confirmed that his headache was definitely not the worst hangover ever.
He tried to get up, which he surprisingly was able to. Apart from the headache and a few scrapes from when he had fallen, he had stayed pretty much intact. What the hell was going on? Had they been bombed? With all this damage it certainly looked like a very possible opportunity. Though if that had been the case, why was he unharmed? True, he was no ordinary human, but countries normally felt the consequences when something happened to their land and people. The thing was, he no longer had any land. And while he saw West’s people as his own, they really weren’t. Maybe that’s why he had stayed mostly unharmed. West must’ve taken the full blow.
Fuck, West! Prussia looked around, searching for any sign of the blond, but his little brother was nowhere to be seen. Gilbert cursed under his breath. Fuck, no, no, fuck. This couldn’t be happening. He had to find West and make sure that he was okay. But another look around told him that he would have to find out where he was first. The land had become unrecognizable from all the damage. Places in which he would otherwise find his way without a problem now left him with a horrible disorientated feeling. Eventually he settled for walking in one direction and hoping to come across life, or even better, West.
Prussia didn’t know how long he walked, or where he even had ended up. All he knew was that he had to take a break. He had lost all sense of direction and time and walking around aimlessly for what seemed like days didn’t really help. He sat down on a heap of something that may or may not have been a bench sometime. But he didn’t really care. He rested his head in his hands and groaned. The headache had vanished by now, though the thought of West laying somewhere, covered in blood, broken bones, was ever on his mind. It kept getting worse too. Every time he thought about it, he came up with a new horrible injury that his brother might be suffering from. “Scheiße.” He muttered.
♕ YOUR BRAIN GETS SMART BUT YOUR HEAD GETS DUMB ♕
Name/Nickname: You can call me Awesome. But for srs, Gil or Stefan, Pru or Bel. Just something like that.
Timezone: GMT+1
Contact: Just a PM on here is the best way to reach me.
Anything else?: I am one of your admins, and I also play the male!Belgium on this board. Also, I really don’t like mangoes. Seriously.
