Post by Christina on Mar 7, 2011 21:46:26 GMT -5
Roderich Edelstein
[/i]The personal reflections of a humble musician[/center]
NAME:[/font] Roderich Edelstein
AGE: 18
GRADE: 12th
NATIONALITY: Austrian
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- well-spoken
- possess great musical talent
- optimistic
- doesn’t allow his emotions to get in the way of rational thinking
- organized… well, his music is
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- possesses a lack of direction
- his trait of being well-spoken often comes off as being stuck-up, though that is the complete opposite of how he really is
- finds it extremely difficult to express his emotions without the use of music
- stubborn
- has a habit of degrading people by calling them idiot, moron, etc.
LIKES:
- classical music
- cakes/sweets
- free time (which he usually spends practicing)
- baking
- performing, especially on piano
DISLIKES:
- “popular” music
- class time
- the outdoors
- how plain he looks without glasses
- wasting money
FEARS:
- marine animals
- rejection of his music (whether it’s his performance of a piece or his own composition)
out of character
NAME: Christina
OTHER CHARACTERS: Austria is the main character I play, but I’ve been attempting Poland recently
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
(aha, I have nothing this long already prepared, so have a look at the everyday life of Roderich~)
Today planned out to be like every other day: Roderich would spend the vast majority of his time practicing for his upcoming concert, stopping occasionally only to eat. He knew he had paperwork he had to complete, but that could wait until tomorrow, just like it had been the last three weeks.
He walked into the room assigned for his instruments, traveling to the corner bookshelves that housed his music library. Knowing he needed to add one more song to his program, he chose his favorite piece: Frederic Chopin’s Nocturne in Eb Major. Roderich didn’t need the sheet music, seeing as he had the entire score memorized. It was just habit to have the music in front of him as he rehearsed.
Sitting down on the piano bench, Roderich lifted the lid covering the piano keys before ghosting over them with his fingers. He rested his hands on the first notes, enjoying the feel of the keys underneath. With one deep breath, Roderich began the piece, sounds of the nocturne quickly yet quietly resonating through his home.
Roderich practiced for a number of hours before realizing how hungry he had become. He walked to the kitchen, stopping first to check to see what type of sweets were available to him after his meal. To his surprise, the cabinet was bare.
Gilbert must have gotten into the cabinet when he was here last, he thought to himself. That moron.
He sighed to himself before deciding that he would just make his own cake. Looking around the kitchen, Roderich collected all the ingredients he needed: flour, sugar, chocolate, milk, eggs- Wait, he thought, searching around the kitchen. Where are the eggs?
Roderich raised one hand to his forehead, rubbing his temple. He knew something like this would happen to him. He refused to eat without having some sort of sweet afterwards. That being said, he knew he would have to run to the store. He sighed again before grabbing his coat and walking out the door.
The journey to the store was relatively short, spanning only a mile. Within a few minutes, he had walked in, gotten the eggs he needed, paid, and left. The walk back home comprised of Roderich thinking of the many tasty cakes he could bake. It was quite some time before he realized that he had not reached his destination yet. Looking around, he concluded that he was lost.
He sighed again, thinking about how he would react to this. Roderich looked around before finding a pay phone. He placed some change in before dialing the number. The phone rang twice before the other party picked up.
“Ah, Ludwig? It’s Roderich… I think I’m lost again…”
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