Partisan said
@Wintergrey, Astrid, or should I say Lagertha, is accepted
hahaha love that show. That isn't actually who she is, but now that you point it out they do seem extremely alike.
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hahaha love that show. That isn't actually who she is, but now that you point it out they do seem extremely alike.
If We Die, We Die, But First We'll Live
Full name: Astrid Elizabeth Hallows
Titles: Street Rat
Rank: Boar
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Appearance:
Personality: Astrid was always a very straightforward person. She wanted something, she would get it. Nothing would stop her from getting her way, even if it meant lieing, cheating, stealing, killing, nothing was below her. She would always try her very hardest until she finally achieved her goal. Most saw her as cold and distant for what she did, but she was worse than that. The only way she could get any respect from the men of the world were if they were terrified of her and what she could do.
History:
Astrid's life started out in the dirt and mud. Born in the streets, she struggled for survival since the beginning. At first she tried to get food by relying on the kindness of others, though it soon became evident to her that this world was a greedy one. People had no sympathy for a lowly street rat. They would spit in her direction and deliberately walk out of the way to make sure they didn't even brush her. No, depending on the kindness of others would get her nowhere. Instead she would have to take what she needed, through any means necessary.
The sword came whistling out of the air, and Astrid's dagger barely managed to catch it. The blade, tiny in comparison to the massive one wielded against her, flew out of her hands into the mud. She scrambled for it, desperately trying to reach it before her attacker struck again, but one of the men standing in the circle around them kicked it out of the way, spraying dirt and mud into her face. A piece landed in her eye stinging badly. Turning around she saw the man approaching her laughing at her scrambling around in the dirt. Anger filling her she pushed off from the ground, flying towards the man. She managed to catch him by surprise, but it was not enough.
Before even one of her fists could land a blow on him, he had whipped the pommel of the sword against her head. Stunned, Astrid fell back to the muddy ground. Through her bleary vision she could see the men around her laughing at how easily the street rat woman had been defeated. It was an unfair fight, sending one of their biggest men against such a small woman with only a dagger, but it had made good fun for them.
Astrid eyes snapped back to the approaching giant. His sword rested against her throat just hard enough to draw a tiny stream of blood. His gruff voice rang out to the men around, "Foolish girl, you should never have challenged me to a battle. What did you think was going to happen? You would have been smart to just take your beating and be done with it." Looking up at the surrounding circle of men he called out, "No this girl had to be stupid enough to try and battle me!" he threw his head back and laughed, old yellow teeth showing. Kneeling down before her, his face close to hers, she could hear every breathe. Hear heart fluttered in her chest like a dying bird. She avoided looking into his eyes. After a moment he spoke, voice low and threatening "I'll let you live... just because, but you had better not try anything again, scum girl."
He stood spitting on the mud before her. Turning to leave, Astrid's body filled with heat and anger. Pushing herself to her feet, she struggled after him. His back was turned to her and he hadn't notice her get up. Her body burned from the beating she had just received and blood was dripping from numerous cuts along her body where he had been toying with her. As she reached him, her hands grabbed onto the fur pelt hanging around his neck and used this as leverage for her kick. Her foot shot out landing on his Achilles heel. The tendon tensed under the pressure and collapsed and giant before her fell to his knees in a cry of anguish. Hands moving quickly she threw them around his head, one on the chin and the other the back of the head. With a sharp twist and a loud crack, the mans neck was broken. His dead body, no longer held up by his will fell into the mud, splattering it across his dull, expressionless face.
That was the moment when Astrid first proved herself. Killing that man showed to the others that she was made of something, something more. Men feared her and what she could and would do. He was not the last she was forced to kill, and certainly wouldn't be the last. The only reason she joined the Iron Company was because of the chest of gold she heard she would receive for her service. They accepted anyone, so joining was not an issue.
Skills:
Hand to hand combat
knife fighting
fighting dirty
hell-bent on surviving
Dreams and fears: Astrid's dreams are to simply live, to live and thrive. She wants to be the ruler of a small providence on the coast. Some place she can watch grow and turn into a bustling town. Like most people she fears death. She will go to desperate measures to make sure she doesn't die, no matter the cost to anyone around her.
Favored equipment: Mostly wears hardened leather armor, except for steel shoulder and elbow pads. She also carries knives in both boots and a long sword across her back, though she prefers to use her knifes.
Extra: Nothing is below Astrid, she will go to great lengths to achieve her personal goals. As long as it benefits her, she will probably go for it. She also has a small cut running across her left eyebrow preventing hair from growing, unlike the half of her head which she shaves on purpose in order to help her retain some sense of respect from men.
sorry everyone, my computer crashed as the water cooling cell sprung a leak! You can imagine how bad it is for liquid to be inside a electronic devise, now looking back on it i regret it with every fiber of my being. Anyway I managed to scrap up an old much slower computer, thankfully it should manage to hold through until i can find a more permanent solution, maybe even fix the old one if I'm lucky.
sorry everyone, my computer crashed as the water cooling cell sprung a leak! You can imagine how bad it is for liquid to be inside a electronic devise, now looking back on it i regret it with every fiber of my being. Anyway I managed to scrap up an old much slower computer, thankfully it should manage to hold through until i can find a more permanent solution, maybe even fix the old one if I'm lucky.
Posted and AllOurPrettySongs could you send me the image that you based your character off of? I work better with an image in mind.
Jack
"Yes... yes, uh huh... yes mom. Yeah I did. Uh huh... yep... yep" Jack's mother rambled on and on over the phone going over some check list of what he was supposed to have. You would have thought that after moving out of the house and going to college you would get a little more independence, but it seemed like that would not be the case with his mother. "Mom... mom seriously I have to go. I'm already waiting in the airport and my flight is about to take off... Yeah... yes i did... uh huh, love you to."
Clicking off his phone Jack carried his carry-on with him onto the airplane. His seat was located towards the very back, which really sucked because it meant that he would have to wait for every single person in-front of him to put all their stuff away and situate themselves. Finally he made it to his seat and crashed into it. Plugging in his headphones Jack stared out the window next to him and prepared for the take off. Thankfully he wasn't afraid of heights or planes or anything because this flight would really suck if he was.
As soon as the plane touched down and the captain turned off the seatbelt sign Jack was out of there. Instantly he felt a wave of heat. While the plane had been air conditioned to the point where it was almost too cold, in the airport it was hot. Taking off his sweatshirt and laying it over his bag, Jack navigated his way over to the sign that said Teen Stress-relief! "Oh how discreet of you." He mumbled to himself before pushing open the door.
After signing in and grabbing the stuff that they handed him, Jack made his way outside and grabbed a taxi. The ride to the rooms was short, luckily because the AC in that one was broken. Entering the hotel he checked in at the front desk, entered the elevator, and began the search for his room. The sheet of paper that he had gotten from the front desk said he was in a couple adjoining rooms, his being room 4. Making his way to the room he open the door and tossed his bags down. Moving to the first bed near him he laid down with a sigh of relief. Looking around the room, Jack noticed that he was not alone in it; with him was a pale girl with blonde hair, pulled back. "Rough ride, huh?"
"Yes... yes, uh huh... yes mom. Yeah I did. Uh huh... yep... yep" Jack's mother rambled on and on over the phone going over some check list of what he was supposed to have. You would have thought that after moving out of the house and going to college you would get a little more independence, but it seemed like that would not be the case with his mother. "Mom... mom seriously I have to go. I'm already waiting in the airport and my flight is about to take off... Yeah... yes i did... uh huh, love you to."
Clicking off his phone Jack carried his carry-on with him onto the airplane. His seat was located towards the very back, which really sucked because it meant that he would have to wait for every single person in-front of him to put all their stuff away and situate themselves. Finally he made it to his seat and crashed into it. Plugging in his headphones Jack stared out the window next to him and prepared for the take off. Thankfully he wasn't afraid of heights or planes or anything because this flight would really suck if he was.
As soon as the plane touched down and the captain turned off the seatbelt sign Jack was out of there. Instantly he felt a wave of heat. While the plane had been air conditioned to the point where it was almost too cold, in the airport it was hot. Taking off his sweatshirt and laying it over his bag, Jack navigated his way over to the sign that said Teen Stress-relief! "Oh how discreet of you." He mumbled to himself before pushing open the door.
After signing in and grabbing the stuff that they handed him, Jack made his way outside and grabbed a taxi. The ride to the rooms was short, luckily because the AC in that one was broken. Entering the hotel he checked in at the front desk, entered the elevator, and began the search for his room. The sheet of paper that he had gotten from the front desk said he was in a couple adjoining rooms, his being room 4. Making his way to the room he open the door and tossed his bags down. Moving to the first bed near him he laid down with a sigh of relief. Looking around the room, Jack noticed that he was not alone in it; with him was a pale girl with blonde hair, pulled back. "Rough ride, huh?"
Yay!
((open to any relationships if this does get accepted and someone wants one))
Name: Jack Hallows
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Personality: a reliable and dedicated guy who respects traditions and prizes responsibility. Autumn is known for his caring nature, attention to detail and quiet dedication. While he is strong, supportive, and hard-working he is also shy, humble, and represses his feelings. For more info click here
History: Jack grew up in a well off family. Some would have considered them rich. However Jack was very humble about it, never throwing it up in people's faces. In fact he tried to use this as a power to help others. The reason that Jack was invited to Brazil was not because of some stress related problem. No he was going there to hopefully open up. It was something that he had never been to good at and hopefully spending time with other kids in some foreign country would help him with that.
Room Preference: Room 1
Relations: Really up to other people, I have no preference whether I start vanilla or have some flavor to spice things up.
((also thinking up another character, if thats okay, but we'll see))
Name: Jack Hallows
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance:
Personality: a reliable and dedicated guy who respects traditions and prizes responsibility. Autumn is known for his caring nature, attention to detail and quiet dedication. While he is strong, supportive, and hard-working he is also shy, humble, and represses his feelings. For more info click here
History: Jack grew up in a well off family. Some would have considered them rich. However Jack was very humble about it, never throwing it up in people's faces. In fact he tried to use this as a power to help others. The reason that Jack was invited to Brazil was not because of some stress related problem. No he was going there to hopefully open up. It was something that he had never been to good at and hopefully spending time with other kids in some foreign country would help him with that.
Room Preference: Room 1
Relations: Really up to other people, I have no preference whether I start vanilla or have some flavor to spice things up.
((also thinking up another character, if thats okay, but we'll see))
hope your still accepting cause I'm hungry for an RP!
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