Post by norge on Nov 29, 2010 21:19:54 GMT -5
Nikolai Korsmo
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"I would prefer for you to only call me by my first name. Do not give me nicknames if I do not know you. It's awkward."
WE CAN'T TELL BY LOOKING AT YOU. ARE YOU MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN-BETWEEN IT ALL?
"...You can't tell? Even if you were blind, my voice is too deep to be confused with a woman's."
OH, REALLY? HM. YOU SHOULD WORK ON LOOKING IT. ANYWAY, WHEN WERE YOU BORN?
"You should see an Optometrist. I'm twenty so do the math if you can."
WELL, YOU LOOK PRETTY FINE FOR YOUR AGE. BUT TSK. THIS OLD AND CAN'T CONTROL IT? NO WONDER YOU'RE HERE.
*completely ignores the first remark* "As far as I'm concerned, age is not the issue. I've seen other members of this school most likely older than I am with a maturity level much lower."
SO, WE THOUGHT THAT BRAD PITT WAS HOT AS ALDO RAINE, BUT WHAT ABOUT YOU? WE'RE THE DEANS, NOT YOU, DON'T GIVE US THAT LOOK.
"I have no idea. I haven't even seen more than a few clips for that movie..."
{{He's homosexual. Don't expect him to say so outloud, though. 8'I}}
UHUH. WELL. THAT WAS INTERESTING. NOW, WHAT DO YOU ENJOY DOING?
"...How so? And I like reading and playing the violin most of the time. Whatever is peaceful."
NOW, WHAT ABOUT THINKS YOU DON'T LIKE? WE WOULD LIKE TO KNOW IN ORDER TO EMBETTER YOUR SITUATION AND LIVING ARRANGEMENTS. LIKE MINDS WITH LIKE MINDS AND ALL.
"If this is for my living arrangements then I would like you to avoid rooming me with someone loud, annoying, and anything else on that topic. I would prefer it to be someone extremely quiet but I assume I can't suggest roommates."
DULLY NOTED. WE'LL REMEMBER THAT AS WE PLACE YOU IN CLASSES AND SUCH. NOW, DO YOU HAVE ANY SPECIAL SKILLS OR SOMETHING YOU'RE ACTUALLY GOOD AT? CONTROLLING YOURSELF MUST NOT BE ONE TO BE HERE.
‹ The Violin;; A passion of his. He is no composer but Nikolai is pretty good with sightreading first time as long as it is a slow song. The man doesn't much care for speedy music.
‹ Botany/Tending to plants;; Nikolai has a great interest in nature and enjoys being outdoors in general. He's also taken a liking to studying the science behind it all.
‹ Mythology;; Another passion of the man's. He loves to study myths from any culture, especially Scandinavian folklore, and bases his own spiritual ideology with a mixture of them.
‹ Track and Field;; Due to his rabbit nature, Nikolai's hindlegs are very strong in comparison to the rest of his body. His frame is small for a man so this makes it easier for him to pick up speed as well. Little known fact: He participated in Track and Field sports in primary school through upper secondary school. Dropped out in grade VG1 due to his condition.
‹ Criticism;; He is very good with picking out the errors in things. Although viewed as a downside to the man's personality, this would come in handy if he were to take interest in becoming a critic.
HUH. THAT'S CURIOUS. WE NEVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT THAT WITH YOU. NOW, WHAT DO YOU SUCK AT? IT'S A WORD, DEAL WITH IT.
‹ Writing;; Despite the amount of reading this man does, Nikolai has never been much of a writer. It's not that he lacks the imagination. His writing just comes out sort of bland.
‹ Singing;; He'd rather stick to his instrument, thank you very much.
‹ Craft;; Matching his writing abilities, the Norwegian isn't much of an artisan either.
‹ Cooking;; Now, Nikolai isn't as bad of a cook as a certain brit is but it just isn't his thing. He can make simple things and a few dishes involving fish but he'd rather fish out a bit of money for a cheap meal rather than something homemade.
HM. FIGURES. WE SEE A LOT OF CASES LIKE THAT AND- HEY, LOOK, ICE CREAM!
"A lot of cases? ..." *glances around* "I don't see any."
WHOOPS, GUESS YOU MISSED THE TREAT. NOW, YOU MIGHT BE A LITTLE YOUNG YET, BUT GIVEN ANY THOUGHT ON WHAT YOU LIKE IN A PARTNER? DON'T BE SHY.
"Doubt there was any to begin with. ...these questions keep getting odder, as well. I guess someone who is calming and probably shares the same interests as I do."
HM, THAT SCRATCHES OUT MY DAUGHTER. WHAT ABOUT THINGS YOU HATE IN A PERSON? FOR FUTURE REFERENCE.
"I'm sure I wouldn't have been interested in her anyway." *sighs* "Everything I said earlier. I don't like loud people."
YOU'RE QUITE SHALLOW, AREN'T YOU? HM, NO MIRRORS ALLOWED IN YOUR ROOM.
"I don't see why my dislike of annoyances would get a mirror taken away from my room. I do need one to fix up my hair every morning, though. I hope that was a joke on your part."
NO INTERVIEW WOULD BE COMPLETE WITHOUT SOME BASIC QUESTIONS, RIGHT? JUST ANSWER THEM AS TRUTHFULLY AS POSSIBLE, OKAY?
"I figured that would be the point of an interview in any case."
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD AND DRINK?
"I like pastries but aside from that, I love to eat simple things like basic fish dishes with potatoes or a soup. As for a drink...I guess Solo. It is pretty addicting after awhile. Surge is good sometimes. Aquavit, too, if I feel like it."
FAVOURITE PHRASE OR QUOTE?
"I have no idea what my favourite would be but ...'as what is ugly and evil is apt to change and grow milder with time.'... That seems to be all I can remember a the moment."
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?
"The sciences were always the easiest to get through. School band was my favourite, though. If that counts at least."
FAVORITE COLOUR?
"Blue. More specifically, steel blue. I'm okay with any shade, though."
FAVORITE PLACE?
"Paradisbukta. In any season it's a beautiful place."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"I can't name a favourite. I have been reading Kristin Lavransdatter, though."
FAVOURITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?
"My barrette, if that counts. I've had it for a very long time and apparently I don't look myself without it, according to old schoolmates."
YOU HANDLED THE DRILL WELL. WE ARE IMPRESSED. NOW, TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.
"According to others, I'm a loner type. They would just remark on how quiet I was and I would leave it at that."
{{pfff he isn't the Gilbo type to rant on about himself~ X'D;; THIRD PERSON TIMEEE~}}
Nikolai is indeed a very quiet person. Unfortunately, unlike most quiet people, when he speaks it isn't some hard outer shell cracking to reveal a sweet, innocent soul on the inside. When the man speaks, it tends to even worse others image of him. He tends to have only a sarcastic tone of voice and unless you completely put his insults and teasing aside, you probably wouldn't see any good in him.
There is some good however. The Norwegian tends to be the 'big brother' type to very few people or at least those who have earned his sympathy. However, this still includes his rude speech but with a little more effort to get a kinder message across.
Nikolai tends to be the think before doing person in most cases, completely blocking out those with higher authority at times if deemed incompetent in his own eyes. The man also has somewhat of a heightened sense of awareness due to his animalistic traits, able to at least sense the presence of others around him. Not to mention his exceptional hearing, the blond could probably tell you were coming from a few rooms away, considering you were loud enough.
HOW ABOUT FAMILY? ARE YOU LEAVING ANYONE BEHIND?
"The only family member I honestly care for is here."
THAT'S INTERESTING. REMINDS US OF HOME. NOW, WHAT HAS BROUGHT YOU TO OUR ESTABLISHMENT, EXACTLY?
"Reminds you of home?" *sighs* "I've never been a fan of having people touch me and after a little bump in field, I'd completely separated myself and took up more studies."
NOW, SO WE KNOW WHEN SCHEDULING YOU, DO YOU WORK ANYWHERE AT THE MOMENT? WHAT ABOUT LIVING? DO YOU HAVE AN APARTMENT OFF CAMPUS, OR SHALL WE PUT YOU IN A DORM?
"I've just gotten here so I have no ties yet. I'd prefer to live in a dorm for now with quiet people."
HM, ALRIGHT. LET'S SAY YOUR HOME IS BEING FLOODED. PRETEND YOU LIVE ON THE COAST OR SOMETHING, OKAY? ANYWAY, WHAT THREE THINGS WOULD YOU SAVE?
"My violin, wallet, and a stuffed animal."
WE NEVER WOULD HAVE PICTURED YOU THE TYPE TO CARE. HOW ODD.
"I don't know whether to take that as an insult or a compliment..."
NOW, WE ALL KNOW WHAT REASON YOU ARE HERE. BUT WE DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. MIND TELLING US YOUR SPECIES?
"Norwegian Dwarf Rabbit." *somewhat happy about that* ref
HM. WE HAVE FACILITIES THAT YOU MAY FIND USEFUL. I'M SURE YOU'VE READ THE HANDBOOK THOUGH, RIGHT? IF SO, PLEASE GIVE US THE THREE HIDDEN WORDS IN A SENTENCE OR TWO.
"To put it as straight forward as possible, I do not find your maple syrup charming at all."
YOU'RE NOT AS MUCH OF A SLACKER AS WE THOUGHT. THAT'S GOOD. WE ARE IMPRESSED WITH YOU.
"That made you think I was not a slacker? I'm almost afraid to meet the other people in the school."
WELL, THAT JUST ABOUT WRAPS EVERYTHING UPEIS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO TELL US?
"Are there single rooms..?"
WE'LL TAKE OUR LEAVE NOW. PLEASE WAIT FOR VERIFICATION INTO THE SYSTEM.
"Most of that seemed pointless."
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hidanE/norge has been endlessly trailing around on this planet for seventeen years, they appear to be stuck. Whoops. So they took up role playing to pass the time, and have been doing so for many years. How interesting! They are located in the EST time-zone, for future globe-trotting reference! But I guess you can always reach them at felicianov@live.com.
Well, let's get this paper into the system! :
Within Granor Great Hall, past the workers setting up for The Granor Soiree's first Masquerade ball, was a well taken care of bar meant for occupation by whomever was catering the event. This year was the Town of Zequea's very own Nordic Bar. An unoriginal name but short, sweet, and to the point.
The temporary bar was well kept enough to the point of where it looked as if no one had ever even used it before. The floors were waxed earlier on the day before, the tables were wiped down along with the chairs, everything was dusted as if there was any dust to begin with, and to top it all off, the glass's shined like diamonds. Unfortunately, among all the perfection, there was one blemish on the counter. Nikolai Korsmo, the co-owner of the Nordic Bar, was perched on the far end of the wood-top counter polishing his beloved violin. Having brought the instrument from his home, he honestly didn't want to leave it alone if the bar were broken into over the week. Even though just about everyone from the town came along with the Nordics, it was never a bad thing to be safe.
The Norwegian looked out with his face as apathetic as ever, glancing around at the cleaning going on or at least from what he could see. A sigh emitted, returning his gaze back to his possession, giving it one last wipe before deciding to put it away. The man hopped down and stepped behind the counter to place the violin in a safe place he'd found while cleaning up.
There was nothing else to do. He'd done just about all there was to do in the area he was allowed to roam with the commotion and his family skipped out earlier. The man thought at least Tino would keep him company out of pity. Nikolai was told at least one person would have to be in the bar at all times when the hall had other's inside and he just happened to end up as the unlucky, bored-as-hell soul.
Walking over to a patron's table, another perch was made of the top seeing as how the man didn't feel like disturbing either of the chairs. This bar they'd been offered was ... too pretentious for his tastes. The bar back home was a worn down piece of shit but it was what he was raised in.
Another look around with his piercing blue eyes, a headache was brewing in the back of his mind, knowing for a fact this was going to be a long week. Nikolai stepped off the table and stepped toward the frame the officials liked to call a 'door', slightly amused at the sight of Birger flying around. At least he was enjoying himself. Einar was probably outside the apparent cage for the Nordic as well, wandering above the crowds knowing him. Seemed like everyone ditched the man for more fun things to entertain themselves with.
The temporary bar was well kept enough to the point of where it looked as if no one had ever even used it before. The floors were waxed earlier on the day before, the tables were wiped down along with the chairs, everything was dusted as if there was any dust to begin with, and to top it all off, the glass's shined like diamonds. Unfortunately, among all the perfection, there was one blemish on the counter. Nikolai Korsmo, the co-owner of the Nordic Bar, was perched on the far end of the wood-top counter polishing his beloved violin. Having brought the instrument from his home, he honestly didn't want to leave it alone if the bar were broken into over the week. Even though just about everyone from the town came along with the Nordics, it was never a bad thing to be safe.
The Norwegian looked out with his face as apathetic as ever, glancing around at the cleaning going on or at least from what he could see. A sigh emitted, returning his gaze back to his possession, giving it one last wipe before deciding to put it away. The man hopped down and stepped behind the counter to place the violin in a safe place he'd found while cleaning up.
There was nothing else to do. He'd done just about all there was to do in the area he was allowed to roam with the commotion and his family skipped out earlier. The man thought at least Tino would keep him company out of pity. Nikolai was told at least one person would have to be in the bar at all times when the hall had other's inside and he just happened to end up as the unlucky, bored-as-hell soul.
Walking over to a patron's table, another perch was made of the top seeing as how the man didn't feel like disturbing either of the chairs. This bar they'd been offered was ... too pretentious for his tastes. The bar back home was a worn down piece of shit but it was what he was raised in.
Another look around with his piercing blue eyes, a headache was brewing in the back of his mind, knowing for a fact this was going to be a long week. Nikolai stepped off the table and stepped toward the frame the officials liked to call a 'door', slightly amused at the sight of Birger flying around. At least he was enjoying himself. Einar was probably outside the apparent cage for the Nordic as well, wandering above the crowds knowing him. Seemed like everyone ditched the man for more fun things to entertain themselves with.
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