Post by Eduard von Bock on Mar 28, 2011 3:41:28 GMT -5
EDUARD VON BOCK
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If you could only see the beast you've made of me
I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free
The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound
I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground
~Howl - Florence and the Machine[/center]
NAME:[/font] Enter your name here~
AGE: 17
GRADE: Junior
NATIONALITY: Estonian
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- Polite
- Good With IT
- Can Stand Up To Russia [but really would rather not]
- Studious
- Helpful
- Is Oblivious About Other‘s Opinions Of Him
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- Non-combative
- Socially Unsure
- Easily Taken Advantage Of
- Enjoys Strange Festivals [no one likes it when I'm festive]
- Is Oblivious About Other‘s Opinions Of Him
LIKES:
- Computers
- Festivals
- A challenge
- The other Baltics
- Russia [but don‘t tell him that]
DISLIKES:
- Having his personal space invaded
- Computer Viruses
- Being pestered while working
- Bullying
- Cheese
FEARS:
- Russia [its only natural even if I do like him]
- Fighting With Chile [Chile is my good friend. We have wonderful relations.]
out of character
NAME: You can call me Jara~ or just by my country name. X3
OTHER CHARACTERS: On here? No. Elsewhere? Hong Kong and Liechtenstein
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
Wide, bloodshot eyes stared at the clock in the corner of the screen. It blinked 3:39:45 am mockingly at him. He saved the virus he was writing, a present for Raivis’ latest client’s business, and shut down his laptop. Recreational ruining of a multi-million dollar corporation could wait until he’d had a few hours sleep.
Besides, Raivis was already curled up in his bed sound asleep and he did want to spend some time cuddling with the younger man.
When he next woke up he found the spot beside him cold. He was expecting it though, just as he was expecting the bowl of cut fruit and granola. Eduard had trouble eating in the morning because he was left feeling nauseous due to his late nights. Raivis had noticed some time ago and begun leaving easy-on-the-stomach meals for him whenever the younger stayed the night in his room.
Finishing his meal quickly, Eduard settled at his computer once again and finished writing the virus. Saving it, he got up from his desk and moved to pull on his suit and brush his hair quickly. He had a meeting with Ivan at two and then he would get to release some of his stress from that by rebuilding Chile’s computer.
Somehow, the idiot had managed to fry a few circuits and had managed to talk Eduard into fixing it. Of course he didn’t really mind, Chile was his good friend after all, but it was still a little irritating. Well, he’d been meaning to update the others hardware anyway, so really this was a good opportunity.
A soft knock on the door of his room drew Eduard’s attention from the knot he was making of his tie. He could never figure those murder weapons in waiting out. “Yes? Who is it?”
Besides, Raivis was already curled up in his bed sound asleep and he did want to spend some time cuddling with the younger man.
When he next woke up he found the spot beside him cold. He was expecting it though, just as he was expecting the bowl of cut fruit and granola. Eduard had trouble eating in the morning because he was left feeling nauseous due to his late nights. Raivis had noticed some time ago and begun leaving easy-on-the-stomach meals for him whenever the younger stayed the night in his room.
Finishing his meal quickly, Eduard settled at his computer once again and finished writing the virus. Saving it, he got up from his desk and moved to pull on his suit and brush his hair quickly. He had a meeting with Ivan at two and then he would get to release some of his stress from that by rebuilding Chile’s computer.
Somehow, the idiot had managed to fry a few circuits and had managed to talk Eduard into fixing it. Of course he didn’t really mind, Chile was his good friend after all, but it was still a little irritating. Well, he’d been meaning to update the others hardware anyway, so really this was a good opportunity.
A soft knock on the door of his room drew Eduard’s attention from the knot he was making of his tie. He could never figure those murder weapons in waiting out. “Yes? Who is it?”
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