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princess@Buddha why must the CS be such cancer with all those edgy letters my mom already ran out of band-aids.
Anyway, here it is.
It's happened before, it'll happen again, you mark my words....
☩ ℕame--
☩ Ⱥliases--
☩ Ⱥge--
☩ Gender--
☩ ℜeligion--
☩ ℘olitical views--
You might think you've seen shit but really, no, no really you haven't.
☩ ℋeight--
☩ ωeight--
☩ ℇyes--
☩ Ƀuild--
☩ ℱeatures--
☩ ℇquipment--
☩ ℘ersonality--
☩ Ⱦraits--
☩ Ⱥversion--
☩ Ⱥmbitions and ℱears--
☩ ℱamily--
☩ ℂharacter relations--
☩ Ƀiography--
Anyway, here it is.
Vidkun Evgenevich Corey Halko
It's happened before, it'll happen again, you mark my words....
☩ ℕame--
Vidkun Evgenevich (middle name by Russian naming tradition) Corey (middle name by Western/Finnish/German/Nordic naming tradition) Halko
☩ Ⱥliases--
Redder of Reds, paradox, Van Gogh
☩ Ⱥge--
Born December 7 1889, came to the lounger at 1953.
☩ Gender--
Male
☩ ℜeligion--
Catholic
☩ ℘olitical views--
Centrist with some reactionary tendencies
You might think you've seen shit but really, no, no really you haven't.
☩ ℋeight--
5'11
☩ ωeight--
190 lbs
☩ ℇyes--
aged blue, almost olive shaped
☩ Ƀuild--
While previously an athletic if not overly muscular man he has somewhat atrophied.
☩ ℱeatures--
Right ear is missing.
☩ ℇquipment--
Apart from an AVT and/or Nagant revolver, a bottle of moonshine, and a battered golden watch.
☩ ℘ersonality--
Contrary to the stereotype of gingers he is quiet, thoughtful and reserved and not likely to get feisty. If upset or disagreeing he will instead just hiss at the other party and grumble a little under his breath. Interestingly enough this is not a side effect of being aged, depressed, and downtrodden (which he is) and was a set of character traits he was born with.
☩ Ⱦraits--
Cares for the quality of his surroundings (even if mediocre), he holds grudges, keeps on-task with everything and doesn't rest until an issue/argument is in his opinion resolved, a bit reckless with himself but overly concerned for others, and finally Vidkun has very good temper control.
☩ Ⱥversion--
Drink, good arts (music, dance, or traditional style visual arts), as well as a good fair scrap to relieve stress and such.
☩ Ⱥmbitions and ℱears--
He hoped to see a restoration to the "good old days" from his early youth, an orderly and balanced if somewhat tense Europe and world overall. Apart from that, the end of days for him.
☩ ℱamily--
All dead.
☩ ℂharacter relations--
Apart from shortly meeting General Mannerheim, none.
☩ Ƀiography--
Born in a village near Karelia to parents of unclear ethnic decent yet close to higher society Vidkun lead a happy young life, more or less oblivious to the strives of the world until he reached his teens and started to read newspapers and such. He did not want to join the army when the Russo-Japanese war came and used his parents' light affluence to get his way out of the military, which he quickly began to regret after the war. Not wanting to make the same mistake twice he enlisted in Ski forces the moment war broke out in 1914 and went to fight on the Eastern front against Germany.
However, a far greater threat than the Kaiser appeared in late 1917, it was the red plague. He traveled "home" and fought together with a Polish division against the communist forces but it was to no avail. The Old Empire fell and with it a whole way of life. Vidkun returned home and fell into a depression which he only got out of thanks to a field nurse who later became his wife.
Happily married he had a daughter and two sons, but then war broke out once more. He hoped that this time the reds would really be ended but it seemed that his hard fighting in the second decade of the century would be punished. His daughter had been swayed by some Russian communists; he shot her and her red lover as he caught them red handed, and then ran out to find the Soviets already burning his village.
Arriving to find his wife and remaining children dead, it was sheer coincidence that the crying man was not found and promptly executed as the Soviets moved on. Afterwards he did a little fighting against the reds but it soothed him little, and he turned to a hermetic style of life, not wanting to speak to anyone or do anything, until one day he appeared at the time pocket lounge.
However, a far greater threat than the Kaiser appeared in late 1917, it was the red plague. He traveled "home" and fought together with a Polish division against the communist forces but it was to no avail. The Old Empire fell and with it a whole way of life. Vidkun returned home and fell into a depression which he only got out of thanks to a field nurse who later became his wife.
Happily married he had a daughter and two sons, but then war broke out once more. He hoped that this time the reds would really be ended but it seemed that his hard fighting in the second decade of the century would be punished. His daughter had been swayed by some Russian communists; he shot her and her red lover as he caught them red handed, and then ran out to find the Soviets already burning his village.
Arriving to find his wife and remaining children dead, it was sheer coincidence that the crying man was not found and promptly executed as the Soviets moved on. Afterwards he did a little fighting against the reds but it soothed him little, and he turned to a hermetic style of life, not wanting to speak to anyone or do anything, until one day he appeared at the time pocket lounge.
