Post by sezzy on Mar 15, 2013 5:52:27 GMT
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] VALENTIN ENGELRAM HIMMELREICH ------------------------------------------------- FULL NAME Valentin Engelram Himmelreich NICKNAMES Val, Valen AGE Twenty-five years old GENDER Male BIRTHDAY September 21, 1988 SPECIES Human ALLIANCE Basically unaware, but he has been noticing a few things here and there. However, he refrains from pointing anything out or perhaps questioning the things he occasionally sees, because he'd rather not scare people with both his appearance and his 'questionable' sanity. SEXUALITY Pansexual ------------------------------------------------- PLAY-BY Rick Genest EYES Amber HAIR ........Bald. BODY TYPE He leans towards the lean and slender side, but still has a fair amount of muscle to him. HEIGHT 6'0" WEIGHT 156 pounds DISTINGUISHING FEATURES His eyes are usually what stands out most...Besides his ink, of course. His eyes are a unique color and he's always been complimented with them and frankly, he's kind of sick of it. He's also being told that he has a charming smile...But not many get to really see such an expression on his face. Finally, the feature that definitely stands out most (even more than his eyes) are definitely the tattoos that cover his body. His neck, his back, his face, his head, his front, his legs...He's covered in what seems to be endless tattoos. It's common for kids to be scared of him on the street...Along with some adults. STYLE Valentin leans towards the more...Punk style of clothing. He enjoys studs, spikes, leather, beaten jeans...Fun stuff like that. But every once and awhile, he can dress in a classy button up and dress pants....He just prefers not to. Cramps his style, you know? Valentin does have quickly a few piercings. A septum, bridge, and his ears...But it's much more common for him to only be wearing the septum and bridge piercings. ------------------------------------------------- LIKES
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OVERALL ...Valentin can't be described a social butterfly. Sure, he isn't afraid to speak his mind, but that doesn't exactly mean he'll go out of his way to do so. He doesn't force himself into conversations, boldly and arrogantly stating his opinions on the topics that he just so happened to overhear. No. He'll basically only speak if spoken to or if he catches a statement that is completely wrong. Then? He just can't help but make his own little input to hopefully lead the speaker towards more correct facts. Otherwise, it's pretty rare to here Val assert himself into a conversation he wasn't invited in to. You could even define him as shy, if you want. He tends to stay away from others and avoid places where speaking to others might happen. Maybe it's because he was teased about his German accent for awhile, but even before he moved away from Germany he didn't speak. And when he does? It'll probably either be rather pessimistic or rude. He's not the type to go out of his way to be nice and kind. Take what you get. And what do you get from him? Short and blunt replies with a harsh accent on the side. Although he does sound like the big bad tattooed wolf, Valentin isn't thoroughly and completely horrible. Just sometimes. Once you get to know Valen, he's actually not too bad. He can joke around, he can relax. He can even smile Valentin is loyal and surprisingly gentle in most of his actions...Well, except if he is doing 'destruction' art. He's mostly fearless (besides what is stated) and jumps readily into most potentially bad situations. He always seems to worm his way out, relatively unharmed, though. Finally, Val is rather affectionate. Although he seems to stray from any sort of touch when you first meet him, it's pretty common to see him with an arm around a friend or even hugging someone when he sees them. A big softie, basically. Well...Kind of. ------------------------------------------------- MOTHER Annaliesa Gisela Hannelore-Himmelreich - deceased FATHER Aksel Carsten Himmelreich - alive SIBLINGS OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE Dieter Eberhard Himmelreich and Jaspar Williams Blackwood (childhood friend) ETHNICITY German WEALTH STATUS Towards the wealthy end, considering both of his parents were consider to be prestigious doctors. OVERALL Born and raised in Düsseldorf, Germany, Valentin was raised without a mother. She died shortly after he was born, so it has never had a major effect on him throughout his life. His father was always busy with work and research and Valentin was left home alone, with the maids and a caretaker. He was raised without any real parental love and this lead to an antisocial and a rather rude speaking style. He was spoiled as a child and often wasn't befriended nor accepted by other kids. He didn't mind, though. At a young age, his uncle began to live with them. His uncle ran into some debt problems and Aksel (Valentin's father) so graciously let him live in their large home. His uncle, Dieter, spent most of his time in the house, meaning he spent quite a bit of time with Valentin. Val naturally became attached and felt far more close to his uncle than his father. His uncle really is the source of his love of tattoos, considering his uncle had tattoos covering his arms and back. Valentin was fascinated by the beautiful images on his skin. He started to draw and it became his passion. He always wanted to make the tattoos like his uncle had. Too bad they were done by one of the best tattoo artists in the world. Skipping ahead a few years, Valentin is now in middle school. He constantly fought with his father and as he went onto eighth grade, his uncle left them. Val felt so alone without, basically, his best friend. Val and his dad continued on with their bickering and disagreements, which usually ended with the silent treatment and sometimes even Val running away for a short time. Aksel didn't like his art nor did he like his fascination with tattoos. At the age of sixteen, Valentin finally had enough. He moved out and lived with his uncle. His uncle, tired of Germany, decided to move to America, giving Valentin the choice if he wanted to go or not. Val naturally agreed, because it would be easier to find a tattoo artist to become an apprentice for there. Valentin decided that he would become a tattoo artist. Not just a tattoo artist though; the best. They eventually moved over to the States. It wasn't very difficult for Valentin, since his father insisted that he should learn English, Of course, his accent constantly interfered and still does till this day. He finished high school with fair grades, but as soon as he was out, he went on to become an apprentice. It took a lot of time, but he eventually did become the apprentice of an acknowledge tattoo artist; not the best but still well-known. He learned and worked hard for years until finally, he was able to become a professional. During these years, he slowly started to collect tattoos. It started with one. But it slowly progressed into what he is now; a completely tattooed man. Sure, there are a few spots not tattoos...But...uh...Yeah. Valentin now works interdependently and lives independently. Val could be viewed as an acknowledge tattoo artist. Still not the best. But at least he's known...On his way, he thinks. |
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NAME/ALIAS Sezzy
AGE Twenty-two years
TIME ZONE -8 pst
HOW YOU FOUND US no clue, but pretty sure it was an affiliate...
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[/div]NAME/ALIAS Sezzy
AGE Twenty-two years
TIME ZONE -8 pst
HOW YOU FOUND US no clue, but pretty sure it was an affiliate...
OTHER CHARACTERS No oneeee~
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ugh. Ugh. UGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHH. Why did he have to get to work so early? It was like....Ten. In the morning. He should be sleeping right now! Not sitting here at a desk, staring down at stupid papers that he didn't even really understand. Sure seeing Seung's face in the morning was nice....What? Damn. He was really tired, huh? He shook his head a bit, the dark locks on his head bouncing slightly as he eventually sighed, leaning back. He closed his eyes for a moment, yawning loudly as he spun gently in the soft and comfortable chair. He really was supposed to be working on important stuff...But he really, seriously didn't want to. Too boring. And...Work-ish. The thing that Jin Woo wanted to do the most was sleep, or maybe just lazy around his penthouse...Yeah, that would be nice.
But nooooooooooo. His father just HAD to make him work. Why? Jin Woo wasn't really sure why. Once his dad died (which, of course, would sadden Jin...Well, kind of) he'd just sell the company for it's top price. Then? Well, Jin Woo wouldn't have to work a day in his life. It was that simple. But his father seemed to think that if he made Jin Woo experience the business industry, it would somehow convince him to keep it going because he'd suddenly love it. Yeah. That was definitely not happening. Business just wasn't for him, really. He couldn't handle sitting down for long periods of time, listening to men drone on about stuff that he didn't give half a shit about.
Jin Woo had three windows in the room. Two were large and showed the outside world; the bustling streets, the bright sky, and the humans below. Then, there was a single, long horizontal window that showed the office. This was mainly so he could see how things were going and all that sorta stuff. The blinds were down, but they were open just enough so he could catch peeks. He licked his lips, blinking for a second before he angled himself a bit, trying to catch a little look at his assistant who was probably just out there. However, his cheeks puffed out, his nose wrinkling as he still trying to angle himself...Probably making him look strange. Damn. Why couldn't he see him? Jin suddenly paused, his brows furrowing. Why was he even trying to look for the other? He blushed slightly, before sighing loudly and quite dramatically, before he collapsed onto the desk.
He set his arms flat against the desk, before placing the side of his head on top of his arms. He stared a the wall, his lips pursed and eyes slightly narrowed. He felt another yawn coming on....Hm. He glanced around for a moment, before he finally let his eyes close. Taking a short nap couldn't be bad, right? Seung would eventually wake him up, probably....Almost in an instant, he fell asleep, hair falling into his face.
But nooooooooooo. His father just HAD to make him work. Why? Jin Woo wasn't really sure why. Once his dad died (which, of course, would sadden Jin...Well, kind of) he'd just sell the company for it's top price. Then? Well, Jin Woo wouldn't have to work a day in his life. It was that simple. But his father seemed to think that if he made Jin Woo experience the business industry, it would somehow convince him to keep it going because he'd suddenly love it. Yeah. That was definitely not happening. Business just wasn't for him, really. He couldn't handle sitting down for long periods of time, listening to men drone on about stuff that he didn't give half a shit about.
Jin Woo had three windows in the room. Two were large and showed the outside world; the bustling streets, the bright sky, and the humans below. Then, there was a single, long horizontal window that showed the office. This was mainly so he could see how things were going and all that sorta stuff. The blinds were down, but they were open just enough so he could catch peeks. He licked his lips, blinking for a second before he angled himself a bit, trying to catch a little look at his assistant who was probably just out there. However, his cheeks puffed out, his nose wrinkling as he still trying to angle himself...Probably making him look strange. Damn. Why couldn't he see him? Jin suddenly paused, his brows furrowing. Why was he even trying to look for the other? He blushed slightly, before sighing loudly and quite dramatically, before he collapsed onto the desk.
He set his arms flat against the desk, before placing the side of his head on top of his arms. He stared a the wall, his lips pursed and eyes slightly narrowed. He felt another yawn coming on....Hm. He glanced around for a moment, before he finally let his eyes close. Taking a short nap couldn't be bad, right? Seung would eventually wake him up, probably....Almost in an instant, he fell asleep, hair falling into his face.
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