Post by Antonio F. Carriedo on Oct 3, 2010 14:10:14 GMT -5
ANTONIO FERNANDEZ CARRIEDO
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"¡Hola! ¡Me llamo Antonio Fernandez Carriedo! O-oh! Right, in English, ¿no? Lo siento, I’m just too used to speaking in Castellano~! Pues, I go by quite a lot of nicknames like Anton, Tonio, or just…well, Antonio, ahahaa~! Sometimes I'm called Toni, but I really don't like it that much because it always reminds me of that one American's weird....."imaginary" alien friend or something. But just, feel free to call me whatever. Pero, nothing mean, por favor."
WE CAN’T TELL BY LOOKING AT YOU… ARE YOU MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN-BETWEEN IT ALL?
"Ay Dios mio, you are serious?! ¡Obviamente, soy un hombre! I am a man, through and through! Can you not clearly tell that I lack what it is that makes a muchacha!?"
OH, REALLY? HM. YOU SHOULD WORK ON LOOKING IT… ANYWAY, WHEN WERE YOU BORN?
"Oh, esto es fácil. Tengo 25 años. That’s 25 years old. I was born on February 12th~ That would make my astrological sign Aquarius, ¿no?"
WELL, YOU LOOK PRETTY FINE FOR YOUR AGE… BUT TSK. THIS OLD AND CAN’T CONTROL IT? NO WONDER YOU’RE HERE.
"¡P-p-pero, yo puedo! It-it is just…..I can control it rather well, muchas gracias!! I have been quite aware of this…this…odd situation……it…it’s still….sigue siendo muy difícil viendo cómo cambio en un animal grande. Ok, yo no soy tan bueno en eso, pero yo todavía estoy trabajando en ello! He mejorado!"
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.
"………¡¿Qué clase de pregunta es esa?! I am not even sure who this Brad Pick is…oh Pitt? Lo siento. And….who is this Aldo….Raine…? Can you give me time to look them up? O-oh….no….? P-pues…..I am sure that they are handsome in their own way….all men and women are handsome in their own way. And as far as love goes, gender doesn’t matter, ¿no? So long as you truly love that per-¿qué? Oh…..I am rambling…? Lo siento mucho, ahahaaa, I tend to do that.”
UHUH. WELL. THAT WAS INTERESTING. NOW, WHAT DO YOU ENJOY DOING?
"Hmmm, what do I enjoooy. That is actually a hard question for me. I enjoy doing a lot of things. Siestas for one, me gusta mucho siestas, especially outside on a nice blanket under the warm sol, oh, haha, the warm sun~ I like talking to people I like to and just hanging out with them is always fun~ I also enjoy cooking and I cook delicious meals. I enjoy tomatoes too, tomatoes are muy rico! And just taking walks when the weather is nice, warm and sunny whether I be alone or have company. Ummm….I really cannot think of anything else. If I remember anything can I get back to you on this? …..oh…that is good enough….o-ok, ahahaa~~"
NOW, WHAT ABOUT THINGS 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…
"British people…..ok ok, maybe not all British people, but there have be many who have gotten on my nerves so just those specific British people. Most of them are just so snubby and think they are so much better than others, especially us Spanish. I mean, come on, who cooks better meals!? We do! We have better food, it is spicy and delicioso! Their food….ugh, the one time I was forced to try it I am sure I almost died! Anyway, I also really dislike people who are mean, rude and just not respectful to others. Being such is just….no es simpatico, it is just not nice. I believe that is it. It really does not take me too much to get me angry. ¡Yo sólo soy una persona feliz~!"
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…
"Hmm, my strengths? It should be easier to list, ¿no?
- I’m bilingual does that count for something?
- I’m great at cooking! I make comida fantástica!
- I can also play the violin and guitar. More so the guitar, I am much much better on the guitar. It is also my favorite instrument. Acoustic, of course~
- I am great at dancing too~ The flamenco and other fun Spanish dances~
- I am also great with kids, does that one count? They are so cute and fun to play with. And it is always so easy to make them smile since I can be kiddish at times [[OOC:ppffft, at times he says, more like almost all the time]]
Umm, I cannot think of anything else at the moment."
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.
"Ummm….what do I ‘suck’ at…? You and your slangs, it is so hard to understand sometimes. Pues…ahahhaaaa, I do not reallyknow. Let me just list again.
- I have been told I am quite dense and naïve….¿es eso verdad? Wait….that is not something I ‘suck at’….
- Umm…I am not that good at my brother’s language. You see, he speaks Portuguese and I Castellano, or Spanish, and even though the two have quite a lot of similarities, they are still pretty different. I…I can understand it more than I can speak it, but I am working on it! I am getting better!
Other than that, I am pretty good at things."
[[OOC: Ooh, but Anton, you have the tendency of acting too dense and naïve that you end up making mistakes and you really suck at ‘reading the atmosphere’ most of the time. Anton is also bad at forgiving certain people depending on the situation and/or what has happen. In a nutshell, he can hold a harsh grudge from time to time.]]
HM. FIGURES. WE SEE A LOT OF CASES LIKE THAT AND- HEY, LOOK, ICE CREAME!
"¿Q-qué? ¿Dónde? ……. Oh….oh I get it…..you tricked me…..cabrón…."
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.
“What…I like in a partner? Puuueessss……..yo no say….I guess I am not really picky, ahahaa. So long as they are nice and respectful, anyone is fine by me~ Oh and honest, ¡por supuesto! And it would be nice if this person is quite a romantic like me~"
HM, THAT SCRATCHES OUT MY DAUGHTER… WHAT ABOUT THINGS YOU HATE IN A PERSON? FOR… FUTURE REFERENCE.
"¿Q-qué? I-I would have thought that you would be putti- oh answer the question….okay….l-lo siento…..u-uh…pues….I do not like mean people, or people who are dishonest…..and you know, sometimes being stubborn is cute, but when it is just overkill, it is such a turn-off, ¿no? Although…..I guess I am not one to talk…."
YOU’RE QUITE SHALLOW, AREN’T YOU? HM, NO MIRRORS ALLOWED IN YOUR ROOM…
"E-eh!? W-what do you mean?! What did I say that makes me shallow!? ……What does shallow mean anyway!?….these American words are quite hard to follow…."
NO INTERVIEW WOULD BE COMPLETE WITHOUT SOME BASIC QUESTIONS, RIGHT? JUST ANSWER THEM AS TRUTHFULLY AS POSSIBLE, OKAY?
"U-ummm…¿sí….? A-and….I will do my best…given they are not too personal….”
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD AND DRINK?
"Mmm~~los tomates y el jugo de tomate es muy rico~~ O-oh, right~ I really love tomatoes and tomato juice~!"
FAVOURITE PHRASE OR QUOTE?
"Ummm….Oh, I got it~ It is a quote from Spanish film director, Luis Buñuel : ‘You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing.’ "
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?
"Uummm….I do like poetry classes. Though…the Latin countries are one of the top who produce the best poetry known to man."
FAVORITE COLOUR?
"Verde….green is a nice color….like a really rich emerald sort of green."
FAVORITE PLACE?
"Anywhere outside where the sol is out and shining! After all, sunny weather is simply the best!"
FAVORITE BOOK?
"U-ummm….yo no say…I actually have quite a lot of favorites. I would list the many authors I like, but I doubt you would even know one of them….They are all Spanish, after all."
FAVOURITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?
“Er…..this matters…..how? I really do not have a favorite….anything that looks good on me, me gusta~"
YOU HANDLED THE DRILL WELL… WE ARE IMPRESSED. NOW, TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.
"Mmmm, pues~ I am a very cheery and optimistic person~ It really is hard to get me angry and it is usually if you’re just certain annoying Brits. Or if you are mean to mi hermano or any other person I really care for. Because that is not nice to be really mean to others.
Ummm, but yes. Like I said, I am really cheerful, optimistic and friendly. I love to make other people happy and to see them smile because that is how we all should be, happy, ¿no? I am not shy at all, ahahaaaa because sociable is my middle name. Ahaha, ok, not literally of course…oh..you knew I was joking…o-ok…
But anyway, I guess you can also say I am energetic and as I said I love to go outdoors. To be outside in the warm sun makes me muy feliz~ You can say that when the sun is shining warmly and brightly, I will be warm and bright as well.
Though…there are times where I get rather…sulky…so mi hermano says. I guess I admit that I do, but who doesn’t get that way? We all get sad, maybe a little depressed so we sulk, but I am not always like that, so do not worry."
HOW ABOUT FAMILY? ARE YOU LEAVING ANYONE BEHIND?
"Oh, mi hermano mayor~ I love him so much! Ah…but I am not really leaving him behind since….well….he is also applying here. S-so, we will actually be together more! ¡Qué emocionante!”
THAT’S INTERESTING… REMINDS US OF HOME. NOW, WHAT HAS BROUGHT YOU TO OUR ESTABLISHMENT, EXACTLY?
"I actually learned about this place from mi hermano. I kind of...uh....changed and ran into a wall.....I was perfectly fine...maybe a bit light headed afterwards p-pero.....we still have not been able to finish fixing that wall.....G-Gabi learned about this place and thought it would be good for us........though he said primarily me........I think he is still bitter about that wall.....since...it was...it was just finished being painted…."
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?
"Oh, I have a job! I am a chef at a deliciouso Spanish restaurante~ I have been cooking in the same restaurant for about 6 years. Even though I started off at nineteen, the restaurant owner told me ‘Dios mío, tienes talento, tienes que cocinar para nosotros!’ He said I had talent and that I had to cook for his restaurant. It made me super happy. I am not professional yet but I will surely be one day! I live in an apartment off campus with mi hermano. He is a successful bartender at this really popular bar. He’s been working there for about…diez años? Sí, 10 years. Of course, he didn’t start off as a bartender, but he quickly worked himself up and now look where he is. So successful~ I do not make as money as him, however, but I still make enough to pay my half of the apartment bill. So I am not useless, not at all!"
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?
"Does myself count? I would like to live, gracias! U-umm..other than that….three things…..tres cosas….tres cosas….If I have any loved ones with me I would save them too, por supuesto! Er…..y-yo no say….probably my large album of mi madre, mi padre y my hermano….."
WE NEVER WOULD HAVE PICTURED YOU THE TYPE TO CARE. HOW ODD.
"…..w-wait, "¿qué? You just lost me…. "
NOW, WE ALL KNOW WHAT REASON YOU’RE HERE… BUT WE DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. MIND TELLING US YOUR SPECIES?
"Me? I thought that maybe it would be rather obvious….then again, probably not. I am a Spanish bull which has become known as el Toro Bravo [<~ click for photo]in Spanish bullfighting, which mind you I very much do not agree with. Bulls, or any animal for that matter, should not be treated to….inhumanely. "
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.
"One time I spilled syrup on me. Even though it was tasty, it was really sticky and just….not charming at all when you have it clinging to your skin. I asked someone if he could help me clean up, pero….he just looked at me weirdly and said I was being too forward. I had no idea what he was talking about…”
YOU’RE NOT AS MUCH OF A SLACKER AS WE THOUGHT. THAT’S GOOD. WE ARE IMPRESSED WITH YOU.
"Uumm…gracias….muchas gracias~"
WELL, THAT JUST ABOUT WRAPS EVERYTHING UP… IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO TELL US?
"Uuummmm….no, not that I can think of. Oh, I am thinking about eating some delicious tomatoes….while I wait to see if I am accepted."
[[OOC: One thing to add is that Antonio has a scar stretching along the mid section of his left shoulder blade trailing down diagonally to the middle of the right side of his back. He received this scar from a blade by the hand of Kuso Perez, former friend from Cuba. Antonio and him were great friends until one day Kuso turned against him and slashed his back. To this day they still have a tense relationship, but they are slowly working on it. Antonio, however, has already almost fully forgiven Kuso for the action, but the scar constantly reminds him of that bitter memory.
This scar/event relates to the Spanish-American War which was devastating on the country of Spain as at this point in time the Spanish Empire lost its former colonies and stripped of its status as a superpower.]]
WE’LL TAKE OUR LEAVE NOW. PLEASE WAIT FOR VERIFICATION INTO THE SYSTEM.
“Okay~ Gracias por su tiempo. I will wait patiently. I wonder what mi hermano, Gabi is doing at the moment…"
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Sara has been endlessly trailing around on this planet for nineteen years, they appear to be stuck. Whoops. So they took up role playing to pass the time, and have been doing so for roughly 7 years. How interesting! They are located in the Pacific time-zone, for future globe-trotting reference! But I guess you can always reach them at x.gunner@hotmail.com/PM [or any of the other contact info I provide in the “Stalk Me” thread.].
Well, let’s get this paper into the system! :
[[ obviously, my posts will be much lighter than this, depending on the rp ahahaaa~~]]
Finally those wretched beasts that plagued the land were starting to thin out (at least for now). By the time the surviving nations put down countless of the undead, the number in enemy began to drop exponentially (and it was about time too; they were going at this for far too long).
The Spanish man swung his axe, severing the loose tie between head and torso of yet another rotting creature. The man heard a heavy pant…a gasping inhale...a harsh exhale…inhale…exhale; he soon realized that it belonged to him. Antonio gulped down a large gasp of oxygen causing his throat to throb uncomfortably as his just recognized his strong and rapid heartbeat pounding in his ears and out from his chest.
He hadn’t noticed how out of breath and exhausted he was; he felt so weak now and the wound on his chest that an undead beast had so kindly gave him earlier had now completely opened up, thoroughly staining the bandages that wrapped around his torso.
This was bad.
Antonio felt the earth begin to spin, but knew it was his aching head to blame.
This was bad.
He felt ready to pass out.
This was definitely not good.
But at least Lovino was safe…at least he…was…
The Spaniard finally felt himself on the brink of losing consciousness. He couldn’t find the familiar Italian through his blurred vision and he found that with every passing second, his axe was becoming too heavy for him to hold.
Then, without any warning (and if there was, Antonio would not have recognized through his deafened ears), a beast far bigger than the rest of his kind crashed into the Spanish man’s side. The force with which the brute dealt caused Antonio to gasp in pain, his grip around his axe releasing as the weapon clashed onto the tiled floor. What happened next, Antonio wasn’t quite sure of anymore. All he knew was the pain that was searing through his nerves and echoed voices, the echoed cackles, the echoed screams which all he could not comprehend.
The disgusting living corpse was truly a large brute, practically the same size as the Spaniard’s bull, if not bigger, who remained loyal to his orders and vowed to keep Lovino safe. He would have rushed to his friend's side had the Spanish man not clearly order him before to not leave Lovino's side no matter what; watching this scene play out was devastating for the animal. The bull huffed wildly at the sight of the beast picking up his nearly unconsciousness companion by the neck and slamming his entire body into the tiled floor of the cathedral. A loud rather sickening crack sounded in the building as the tiles buckled beneath the force of the man’s body as well as the brute’s strong arm. Antonio was now cradled within the crater it formed as the vile creature lifted him up, stomping the ground as if he were victories, creating more craters and broken tiles on the floor.
It was a wonder that Antonio was still rather conscious after all that, but the injury he had received had forced him into a state of vegetation; there was nothing he could but unwillingly allow the brute to smash him against the crushed floor again. This caused the crater to not only widen, but deepen as well.
Another crack sounded and soon after a series of crackling rumbled beneath the now unconscious Spaniard and the undead brute. In a surprising instant, the floor beneath them gave way and both figures fell through the hole that opened up due to the weakened structure. Both crashed onto the concrete floor of the cellar below the cathedral (and it was quite a fall). Debris of broken tiles and flooring covered the bloody Spaniard who did not stir from where he landed. The disgusting brute lay officially dead and dislocated after having been thoroughly stabbed and crushed by the sharp debris.
Finally those wretched beasts that plagued the land were starting to thin out (at least for now). By the time the surviving nations put down countless of the undead, the number in enemy began to drop exponentially (and it was about time too; they were going at this for far too long).
The Spanish man swung his axe, severing the loose tie between head and torso of yet another rotting creature. The man heard a heavy pant…a gasping inhale...a harsh exhale…inhale…exhale; he soon realized that it belonged to him. Antonio gulped down a large gasp of oxygen causing his throat to throb uncomfortably as his just recognized his strong and rapid heartbeat pounding in his ears and out from his chest.
He hadn’t noticed how out of breath and exhausted he was; he felt so weak now and the wound on his chest that an undead beast had so kindly gave him earlier had now completely opened up, thoroughly staining the bandages that wrapped around his torso.
This was bad.
Antonio felt the earth begin to spin, but knew it was his aching head to blame.
This was bad.
He felt ready to pass out.
This was definitely not good.
But at least Lovino was safe…at least he…was…
The Spaniard finally felt himself on the brink of losing consciousness. He couldn’t find the familiar Italian through his blurred vision and he found that with every passing second, his axe was becoming too heavy for him to hold.
Then, without any warning (and if there was, Antonio would not have recognized through his deafened ears), a beast far bigger than the rest of his kind crashed into the Spanish man’s side. The force with which the brute dealt caused Antonio to gasp in pain, his grip around his axe releasing as the weapon clashed onto the tiled floor. What happened next, Antonio wasn’t quite sure of anymore. All he knew was the pain that was searing through his nerves and echoed voices, the echoed cackles, the echoed screams which all he could not comprehend.
The disgusting living corpse was truly a large brute, practically the same size as the Spaniard’s bull, if not bigger, who remained loyal to his orders and vowed to keep Lovino safe. He would have rushed to his friend's side had the Spanish man not clearly order him before to not leave Lovino's side no matter what; watching this scene play out was devastating for the animal. The bull huffed wildly at the sight of the beast picking up his nearly unconsciousness companion by the neck and slamming his entire body into the tiled floor of the cathedral. A loud rather sickening crack sounded in the building as the tiles buckled beneath the force of the man’s body as well as the brute’s strong arm. Antonio was now cradled within the crater it formed as the vile creature lifted him up, stomping the ground as if he were victories, creating more craters and broken tiles on the floor.
It was a wonder that Antonio was still rather conscious after all that, but the injury he had received had forced him into a state of vegetation; there was nothing he could but unwillingly allow the brute to smash him against the crushed floor again. This caused the crater to not only widen, but deepen as well.
Another crack sounded and soon after a series of crackling rumbled beneath the now unconscious Spaniard and the undead brute. In a surprising instant, the floor beneath them gave way and both figures fell through the hole that opened up due to the weakened structure. Both crashed onto the concrete floor of the cellar below the cathedral (and it was quite a fall). Debris of broken tiles and flooring covered the bloody Spaniard who did not stir from where he landed. The disgusting brute lay officially dead and dislocated after having been thoroughly stabbed and crushed by the sharp debris.
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