Post by Lars Hofstee on Oct 6, 2010 18:22:31 GMT -5
L A R S H O F S T E E
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"I’m not a person for nicknames. You can just call me Lars."
WE CAN’T TELL BY LOOKING AT YOU… ARE YOU MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN-BETWEEN IT ALL?
"… Are you blind? I am male, obviously."
OH, REALLY? HM. YOU SHOULD WORK ON LOOKING IT… ANYWAY, WHEN WERE YOU BORN?
"I seriously recommend you get your eyes checked.
Anyway. I am 24 years old. Born on the 26th of July. That would make me a Leo."
WELL, YOU LOOK PRETTY FINE FOR YOUR AGE… BUT TSK. THIS OLD AND CAN’T CONTROL IT? NO WONDER YOU’RE HERE.
"It’s not like I asked for this. You’re a very rude person, you know."
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 don’t see what this has to do with anything. They’re not that hot anyway. I prefer someone cuter. Gender doesn’t really matter."
UHUH. WELL. THAT WAS INTERESTING. NOW, WHAT DO YOU ENJOY DOING?
"I enjoy playing a good game of football. And then I don’t mean what the Americans call ‘football’. I also love ice skating. Sadly the last couple of years there wasn’t enough fronts in the Netherlands to have a good go on natural ice, but artificial ice is a good second. I’m not a person to spend all day inside. I need some room to move around.
I also lke my home country a lot, the Netherlands. Now I’m not there anymore there are all those little things that remind me of it. Like tulips, or pictures of windmills, or clogs. It’s really stereotypical, and Dutch people don’t even use windmills or clogs that much anymore, but I guess it’s just patriotism or something.
I enjoy a good beer and a couple of times a day I need to light a cigarette. Though occasionally I also smoke other things than just cigarettes, if you get what I mean."
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…
"Disrespect. So watch your words. I can’t stand people who talk back to me and are rude about it. I can handle critics, but you can at least bring it with some respect.
People who try to control me and try to boss me around are asking to be put in place. You can’t tell me what to do that easily."
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…
"Is it necessary to come back to the controlling thing every other question?!
I’m pretty strong physically. I think it’s important to stay in shape, so I make sure to do that. Apparently I’m also pretty good at looking a bit intimidating. Or so I’ve been told.
I also have high alcohol tolerance. Does that count?"
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.
"Suck, huh? I prefer to let other people do the sucking.
Though in all seriousness, I sometimes let my temper get the better of me. When that happens I may do some reckless things. I don’t think things over as rationally as I would usually do.
I can also be a bit... awkward around people sometimes. Until I get used to them. Though I’ll still not be the most social person around."
HM. FIGURES. WE SEE A LOT OF CASES LIKE THAT AND- HEY, LOOK, ICE CREAME!
"Seriously, focus on the interview. You can get ice cream when we’re done."
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.
"First I’m old, then I’m young, make up your mind already.
I’d like it if they are cute. Generally I prefer someone who’s younger than myself too, as they tend to be a bit sweeter and cuter. They need to be able to handle themselves though, since I can get a little rough at times. I can also get a bit possessive, so they need to be able to deal with that. I have no preferences in gender. I swing either way."
HM, THAT SCRATCHES OUT MY DAUGHTER… WHAT ABOUT THINGS YOU HATE IN A PERSON? FOR… FUTURE REFERENCE.
"Now, now, don’t be hasty. I could meet her, right? If she’s a nice girl, I may be interested.
I dislike rude people. People who show disrespect. And people who just are annoying."
YOU’RE QUITE SHALLOW, AREN’T YOU? HM, NO MIRRORS ALLOWED IN YOUR ROOM…
"That is one of the stupidest rules I’ve heard so far. What’s the point of it. Either way, I don’t really care."
NO INTERVIEW WOULD BE COMPLETE WITHOUT SOME BASIC QUESTIONS, RIGHT? JUST ANSWER THEM AS TRUTHFULLY AS POSSIBLE, OKAY?
"If you say so."
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE FOOD AND DRINK?
"My favourite food is probably mashed potatoes and kale with smoked sausage. Specially for in the winter. But I also like asparagus, carrots, onions, and most forms of meat. Smoked eel and raw soused herring are also on my favourites list, as well as mussles.
As for snacks, I love stroopwafels, oliebollen and liquorice. And the vlaai from Limburg, in the South of the Netherlands, is also good.
When we’re talking about drinks, I’ll have to go for beer. Mainly the Dutch brands. Heineken, Brand, Bavaria. Though German, Belgian and Danish beers are also fine."
(( OoC: I’ve put links on some of the foods, so you can see what they are, or how the Dutch usually eat them. ))
FAVOURITE PHRASE OR QUOTE?
"Without the ball, you can’t win." –Johan Cruijff.
FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?
"Sports or art. As I said before, I love soccer, so you should’ve expected it. I also like painting, and I’m not to bad at it."
FAVORITE COLOUR?
"Orange. Obviously."
FAVORITE PLACE?
"Home. My country, the Netherlands. Doesn’t really matter where. Whether it is the big city, like Amsterdam, Rotterdam, Utrecht, or some rural village, I don’t care. It’s home."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"As a kid I loved the books of Paul van Loon. Currently I don’t really have a favourite book. I also don’t read as much as I used to."
FAVOURITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING?
"I’ve got a blue and white striped scarf that I like."
YOU HANDLED THE DRILL WELL… WE ARE IMPRESSED. NOW, TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.
"I’m very direct. If you ask me something I’ll tell you exactly how I think about it. Some people consider this to be rude, but I don’t think so. Rude is when you bring things without tact. I don’t speak that much though. I think actions mean more than words.
I like to play it rough, so if you’re looking for a fight, you better not go complaining if I hurt you.
Though that being said, there are several things that I would never be able to hurt. Not intentionally at least. I can’t hurt women, animals or other cute things. I may appear a bit tough, but I also have a softer side. But I don’t show it that much, except to people who are able to get close to me."
HOW ABOUT FAMILY? ARE YOU LEAVING ANYONE BEHIND?
"I have parents, though after leaving home I didn’t get the chance to speak to them as often anymore.
Besides that, there’s my little sister. We used to get along pretty good, but sadly we aren’t as close anymore as we used to be."
THAT’S INTERESTING… REMINDS US OF HOME. NOW, WHAT HAS BROUGHT YOU TO OUR ESTABLISHMENT, EXACTLY?
"I am obviously here because of the changing into an animal problem. Let’s just say my first girlfriend was not amused when she found out. Well, if she hadn’t witnessed the changing itself, she may’ve just thought I was cute, as people often do in that case. But now she kind of freaked out on me."
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 don’t have a job at the moment, though I’m looking for one.
As for where I stay, I’ve got a dorm together with Francis, Arthur and Heracles. It’s not what I was hoping for, since I would prefer to live on my own, but I can’t afford that. It’s partly also the reason why I’m looking for a job in the first place."
HM, ALRIGHT. LET’S SAY YOUR HOME IS BEING FLOODED. …PRETEND YOU LIVE ON THE COAST OR SOMETHING, OKAY? ANYWAY, WHAT THREE THIGNS WOULD YOU SAVE?
"If there are any people in the house at that time, of course those are the first things that I’ll take care of. Except maybe if I can’t stand them. Other than that I don’t know what I’ll save. I’m not that materialistic. Things can be replaced."
WE NEVER WOULD HAVE PICTURED YOU THE TYPE TO CARE. HOW ODD.
"Well, I can do more things you wouldn’t expect from me."
NOW, WE ALL KNOW WHAT REASON YOU’RE HERE… BUT WE DON’T KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. MIND TELLING US YOUR SPECIES?
"... my animal might be a bit of a surprise, judging by my appearance. I don’t talk about it a lot. But if you must know, I am a rabbit. A Holland Lop to be precise. White with brown tips on the end. I’ve got a birthmark on my back that slightly resembles a heart. It also shows on my fur when I’m in my animal form."
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.
"You may think you’re quite charming, with your words, sweet as syrup. But I think you’re just being to straight forward."
YOU’RE NOT AS MUCH OF A SLACKER AS WE THOUGHT. THAT’S GOOD. WE ARE IMPRESSED WITH YOU.
"Do I look like a slacker to you? I take the things I do seriously, thank you very much."
WELL, THAT JUST ABOUT WRAPS EVERYTHING UP… IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE YOU WOULD LIKE TO TELL US?
"I think I’ve told you enough. There is no use in telling you any more than necessary. If you don’t have any questions left, I’d like to leave now."
WE’LL TAKE OUR LEAVE NOW. PLEASE WAIT FOR VERIFICATION INTO THE SYSTEM.
"Thanks. Glad it’s over. You can get really annoying, you know that? You need to learn how to focus on a task. Not to mention learn some manners."
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Free/Fork/Lars 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 six months. How interesting! They are located in the GMT+1 time-zone, for future globe-trotting reference! But I guess you can always reach them through PM [if you really want my msn/email, you can PM me about it ^^ ].
Well, let’s get this paper into the system! :
Netherlands walked through the streets of Londinium. Smoke drifted up into the air as he took a drag of his much needed cigarette. Having a woman on the ship was always a lot of work. Specially if said woman was one’s little sister. They would be demanding things (such as letting her go), and it didn’t take long before Lars had found himself in need of a break. They hadn’t seen each other in a long time, and were both stubborn as always. There weren’t a lot of moments they would agree on something, and small fights were sure to happen. In short, they weren’t exactly as close as siblings should be. But still, Lars would be damned if he let her go back to Spain. The girl may have claimed he hadn’t laid a finger on her, but how would he know whether that was true or not? For all he knew she was trying to cover for the bastard.
He had left Angeline back on The Flying Dutchman with the rest of the crew to look after her. That meaning, making sure that she wouldn’t escape. Because he expected her to try. Picking her up from the streets to take her to his ship hadn’t exactly gone as smoothly as he had expected. She had struggled and refused to come with him. Though soon she would see it was all for the best. Belgium wouldn’t be in any danger of getting hurt by Spain, and Netherlands would have another crew member. All would be well as soon as she accepted that faith.
Netherlands shook his head while he let out a heavy sigh. He had come here to take a breather, not to think about everything that had happened over and over again. This was his time. Just a man and his smoke. When he got back to his ship he would deal with Angeline again. Not now.
Somewhere far in the distance some police sirens could be heard. Netherlands raised an eyebrow. That couldn’t be good. The military wasn’t fond of pirates, that wasn’t a secret, so Lars couldn’t help but suspect it had something to do with that at first. Other than his own, Spain’s ship would have to be docked here right now, since he had been able to find Belgium. Though his own ship wasn’t looking any different from a normal merchant ship right now, and he doubted Spain would be so stupid not to change the flag and sails before docking. Even though he hated the guy, he would give him that much credit. So most likely this was something different this time.
Though just to be sure, Lars moved away from the main road and into the back streets and alleyways. It wasn’t long until he heard running footsteps. Though he caught them just a little to late. As he turned around to look at who was approaching, said person dashed out of an alleyway and crashed into him. The force with which the other hit him wasn’t strong enough to knock him off his feet, though it did make him stumble back a little. The tall Dutchman looked down on a very guilty looking blond. Though listening to the many sirens in the distance and seeing the guy in front of him, something didn’t quite seem to fit. He didn’t really look like someone who would commit a terrible crime (specially not with that stuffed animal under his arm), so why were the authorities after him?
((RP sample taken from AirTalia. ))
He had left Angeline back on The Flying Dutchman with the rest of the crew to look after her. That meaning, making sure that she wouldn’t escape. Because he expected her to try. Picking her up from the streets to take her to his ship hadn’t exactly gone as smoothly as he had expected. She had struggled and refused to come with him. Though soon she would see it was all for the best. Belgium wouldn’t be in any danger of getting hurt by Spain, and Netherlands would have another crew member. All would be well as soon as she accepted that faith.
Netherlands shook his head while he let out a heavy sigh. He had come here to take a breather, not to think about everything that had happened over and over again. This was his time. Just a man and his smoke. When he got back to his ship he would deal with Angeline again. Not now.
Somewhere far in the distance some police sirens could be heard. Netherlands raised an eyebrow. That couldn’t be good. The military wasn’t fond of pirates, that wasn’t a secret, so Lars couldn’t help but suspect it had something to do with that at first. Other than his own, Spain’s ship would have to be docked here right now, since he had been able to find Belgium. Though his own ship wasn’t looking any different from a normal merchant ship right now, and he doubted Spain would be so stupid not to change the flag and sails before docking. Even though he hated the guy, he would give him that much credit. So most likely this was something different this time.
Though just to be sure, Lars moved away from the main road and into the back streets and alleyways. It wasn’t long until he heard running footsteps. Though he caught them just a little to late. As he turned around to look at who was approaching, said person dashed out of an alleyway and crashed into him. The force with which the other hit him wasn’t strong enough to knock him off his feet, though it did make him stumble back a little. The tall Dutchman looked down on a very guilty looking blond. Though listening to the many sirens in the distance and seeing the guy in front of him, something didn’t quite seem to fit. He didn’t really look like someone who would commit a terrible crime (specially not with that stuffed animal under his arm), so why were the authorities after him?
((RP sample taken from AirTalia. ))
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