Post by Prussia on Jun 14, 2010 22:33:59 GMT 2
Character information
Country: Prussia
Gender: male
Starter pokémon: Torchic, male, named Fritz
Appearance: [[I'll add picture tomorrow]]
Personality:
Totally narcistic. It’s the first thing you notice about him when he comes by and it really just can’t be unnoticed. He tends to talk a lot and 90% of the talking is about himself or something related to him. He also gives out a vibe of not being that intelligent, with his boasting and big talks and the over-use of the word ‘awesome’.
Though Prussia is actually more intelligent than he lets out. He is a good strategist. But his lack of trying and just concentrating on the loud-mouthing and fighting itself takes away from this.
He has a bit of (well, more than a bit) temper and he’s quick to defend himself and the things he believes in. He’s a hopeless at boasting an threatening and trying to give the best and most out of himself in his talks.
Though most of times these days he is a bit more talk than actually acting his threats out. He’s a fiery person with loud mouth. And even when he is not a child anymore, he can be extremely childish and bratty in his talks.
Surprisingly, to those who don’t know him that well and only think he’s a loudmouth, Gilbert is also really loyal to the ones close to him. He would do practically anything to protect his loved ones and fight till the end for them. He just rarely shows this out or says anything about it out loud.
He thinks he is the best at everything he does, that everyone is around him to worship him and he has so much enthusiasm it’s almost scary. He has been born to fight, he loves to fight and every fight he will encounter is just a new challenge to him.
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OOC information
Name: Prussia is fine, also Spain if you know me from other place, I’m also known as woo or woodoo but whateeever you like XD
Time zone: +2 GMT
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Sample Post
It had all started just a little time ago when Gilbert had heard of these creatures called ‘Pokémons’. The whole idea of them had really caught Gilbert’s attention and made him gasp in awe. Not that he would admit that he would be in awe, ever. But really, cute little things, some even fluffy and soft and ready to be pet. And you would collect many of these cute little things...and they would battle for you! Battle!! What wasn’t awesome about that concept!? It was made of pure awesome and just the right thing for someone as fabulous and unbeatable as Gilbert himself!
It really hadn’t taken long for the albino to pack up his bags and start his journey towards the goal that every Pokémon-trainer was aiming: to be the Pokémon-master! And what a master he would be! He would be the very best of the best! The most legendary and loved among all the other trainers. He had also planned on getting all of the little cute creatures and collect the biggest variation of them all.
Things hadn’t quite gone like he had planned. He had been searching for his first one for ages, or at least it had felt like it. He had looked everywhere: every bush and forest and town and almost gave up. Where were the pokémons!? Where were they hiding!? Were they only some stupid stories of some stupid people who knew nothing? He was sure to go search the one he had heard about them the first time and kick his ass! Nobody would trick the mighty and awesome Gilbert!
With complete frustration and grumpiness he had already turned towards home, trying to figure out a good story to tell back at home of the reason why was he getting back home. Not like he was interested by these little things anymore…stupid waste of time! Completely! A thing only dumbasses would get into.
Gilbert hadn’t walked for that long when he had to take a break. The way home would be long and he was left to try to think another, maybe shorter way back. Maybe he could call someone to fetch him. While thinking of a perfect plan to get home, he sighed and took out his journal...at least he could make the awesome entry of the day while he was thinking this.
‘Dear diary...my coolness had no limits today either...’ he started. Pondering of what to write next, how to picture his great adventures in words, he was brought back to this moment when he suddenly felt something on his head. What on earth!? Had something dropped from the threes nearb-*!
His train of thought was cut as he head a small, quite cute voice from the thing on his head. He raised his gaze up, not lifting his head as the thing on his head was kind of heavy. What was that!? Something orange on fluffy. Wait a minute...could that...really be?!
For the first time in ages, Gilbert was being quiet and just concentrating on looking up and thinking of a way to catch that fluffy Torchic which had just landed on his head.
Country: Prussia
Gender: male
Starter pokémon: Torchic, male, named Fritz
Appearance: [[I'll add picture tomorrow]]
Personality:
Totally narcistic. It’s the first thing you notice about him when he comes by and it really just can’t be unnoticed. He tends to talk a lot and 90% of the talking is about himself or something related to him. He also gives out a vibe of not being that intelligent, with his boasting and big talks and the over-use of the word ‘awesome’.
Though Prussia is actually more intelligent than he lets out. He is a good strategist. But his lack of trying and just concentrating on the loud-mouthing and fighting itself takes away from this.
He has a bit of (well, more than a bit) temper and he’s quick to defend himself and the things he believes in. He’s a hopeless at boasting an threatening and trying to give the best and most out of himself in his talks.
Though most of times these days he is a bit more talk than actually acting his threats out. He’s a fiery person with loud mouth. And even when he is not a child anymore, he can be extremely childish and bratty in his talks.
Surprisingly, to those who don’t know him that well and only think he’s a loudmouth, Gilbert is also really loyal to the ones close to him. He would do practically anything to protect his loved ones and fight till the end for them. He just rarely shows this out or says anything about it out loud.
He thinks he is the best at everything he does, that everyone is around him to worship him and he has so much enthusiasm it’s almost scary. He has been born to fight, he loves to fight and every fight he will encounter is just a new challenge to him.
~~~~~~~
OOC information
Name: Prussia is fine, also Spain if you know me from other place, I’m also known as woo or woodoo but whateeever you like XD
Time zone: +2 GMT
~~~~~~~
Sample Post
It had all started just a little time ago when Gilbert had heard of these creatures called ‘Pokémons’. The whole idea of them had really caught Gilbert’s attention and made him gasp in awe. Not that he would admit that he would be in awe, ever. But really, cute little things, some even fluffy and soft and ready to be pet. And you would collect many of these cute little things...and they would battle for you! Battle!! What wasn’t awesome about that concept!? It was made of pure awesome and just the right thing for someone as fabulous and unbeatable as Gilbert himself!
It really hadn’t taken long for the albino to pack up his bags and start his journey towards the goal that every Pokémon-trainer was aiming: to be the Pokémon-master! And what a master he would be! He would be the very best of the best! The most legendary and loved among all the other trainers. He had also planned on getting all of the little cute creatures and collect the biggest variation of them all.
Things hadn’t quite gone like he had planned. He had been searching for his first one for ages, or at least it had felt like it. He had looked everywhere: every bush and forest and town and almost gave up. Where were the pokémons!? Where were they hiding!? Were they only some stupid stories of some stupid people who knew nothing? He was sure to go search the one he had heard about them the first time and kick his ass! Nobody would trick the mighty and awesome Gilbert!
With complete frustration and grumpiness he had already turned towards home, trying to figure out a good story to tell back at home of the reason why was he getting back home. Not like he was interested by these little things anymore…stupid waste of time! Completely! A thing only dumbasses would get into.
Gilbert hadn’t walked for that long when he had to take a break. The way home would be long and he was left to try to think another, maybe shorter way back. Maybe he could call someone to fetch him. While thinking of a perfect plan to get home, he sighed and took out his journal...at least he could make the awesome entry of the day while he was thinking this.
‘Dear diary...my coolness had no limits today either...’ he started. Pondering of what to write next, how to picture his great adventures in words, he was brought back to this moment when he suddenly felt something on his head. What on earth!? Had something dropped from the threes nearb-*!
His train of thought was cut as he head a small, quite cute voice from the thing on his head. He raised his gaze up, not lifting his head as the thing on his head was kind of heavy. What was that!? Something orange on fluffy. Wait a minute...could that...really be?!
For the first time in ages, Gilbert was being quiet and just concentrating on looking up and thinking of a way to catch that fluffy Torchic which had just landed on his head.
