Post by awesome on Oct 25, 2011 23:46:31 GMT -5
G ILBERT BEILSCHMIDT
° N-ame || Commander Gilbert Beilschmidt
° A-liases || Alder
° A-ge || 34
° G-ender || Male
° F-amily || Ludwig Beilschmidt, younger Bruder, Lili Walser , cousin on his father’s side. (Parents, deceased, father died while Gil was in his 20’s, mother followed shortly after)
° E-ye color || Light-light blue but they often come off red or pink depending on the light.
° H-air color || Platinum Blonde
° H-eight || 5’9.5”
° W-eight || 178 lbs
° D-efining features || Albino and thus very sensitive to light (Photophobia), but he manages, mostly through sheer stubbornness. Almost always has a little chick with him. Even while working. It’s probably under his hat.
° A-dditional features || For as heavy as Gilbert is, he appears rather skinny. He jokes that’s it’s because he’s “dense”, but he is extremely well defined, being that he is mostly muscle. Generally found in uniform, when he’s not Gilbert’s clothes style range from tattered old “rags” he won’t let the staff get rid because they’re comfortable, to dark, but fashionable, high quality, clothes suited for his class. The maids won’t let him outside the house otherwise. When outside he generally wears clothes that cover most of him, due to his extreme sensitivity to sunlight. He also owns a lot of hats. He only wears a few.
° J-ob || Military Officer
° R-eason for current profession || To prove that he is AWESOME.
° D-istrict || Noble residential
° P-ersonality ||
If you where to describe Gilbert in one word, it would have to be stubborn. (It’s also his middle name.) He often comes off as ignorant, and highly abrasive, and honestly, he is. His childhood left him coddled, and spoiled, but through the events and happening of his life, he learned to respect others, especially the lower classes. (Although it often seems he still has no respect for anyone.) As much as one would think such things may have humbled the boy, he only became more headstrong.
The Albino is known for being eccentric in his way of going about all things, both in his personal life and his work life, and while it often gets him into a world of trouble, he’s generally busy being too awesome to notice. Gilbert is playful and fun loving, he’d often prefer to spending time with his friends, having a Friday night brawl, or a party with the troops, even just an evening playing with his pets and spending time with his dear cousin Lili, to any amount of time stuck at work. He is fiercely loyal to those he cares about, often going above and beyond for them.
Not to say Gilbert is a slacker, far from it in fact. When on the clock, the Albino takes his job extremely seriously. The man people normally know as Gilbert seems to be gone when he’s working; he is strict, serious and all but coldhearted. There are some exceptions to the rule, but it was roughly three years ago when he became crueler and less forgiving to those who do wrong. Especially Ruthians.
° L-ikes ||
• Bossing people around
• Chicks (the fowl kind)
• Booze, mainly Beer
• Pancakes
• The little free time he actually gets to spend with his family & friends
• Bluebells
° D-islikes ||
• Being Ignored
• Cloudy days (too bright)
• When things get boring
• The current government, at least how it handles the difference in classes, among other things
• Being alone
° F-ears ||
• Failing to protect what he finds importantagain
• Dying
• Losing his vision (even though it’s not that bad)
° G-oals ||
• To make sure Lili never feels lonely
• To keep those important to him safe
• To eat a lot of pancakes
• To have a good time in life
° H-istory ||
As a child Gilbert was given everything he ever wanted. Everything. So he grew up spoiled and selfish until his baby brother was born, didn’t have his “problems” and became the crown jewel of the family. Yet like the rest of them, Gilbert fell in love with little Ludwig and did his best to be the best darn big brother he could. Whenever the family visited the Walsers he also loved on his dear cousin treating her much a like a little sibling as well. The age gap didn’t matter. And he certainly wasn’t going to consider himself a father figure to the girl, heavens no. Gilbert adored the time he got to spend with his younger family members, loving the innocence of children. He could convince them he was awesome, impressionable minds and all. Oh shoosh. SHOOSH.
When he came of age, his family wormed him into the military. Gilbert wasn’t too keen on the decision at first but did as he was told. He learned a great deal when he first started off. Proper discipline, how to handle firearms, not to mention how the rest of the world worked. To say his sheltered mind was a bit ‘blown’ would not be untrue. Yet he kept faith in the job and his government. That is, until getting Francis into his unit. Being the annoying, stubborn man he is, Gilbert, was always pestering the youth but took care of him as well, having the other be so young not to mention unpolished. With time the elder weaseled his way in past the others emotional barriers, until finally, they considered one another friends, despite the age and rank difference. Gilbert also got the truth of the situation of his fellow noble’s circumstances and did all he could to make the younger’s time working with him as pleasant as he could manage. Learning that the military and the government could be so cruel, he hardened his heart and his skin to the world he thought he knew. When Francis’s sister was put to death, Gilbert was both the one that helped him get out, as well as the one acting as his alibi.
After the incident, and Francis dismissal from the military, Gilbert very shortly lost all contact with the man. He held nothing against him, and only hoped the other was well. Living his days out almost routinely, Gilbert kept an always open ear for any word of Bonnefoy. When whispers finally came that the Lord had returned, the albino jumped at the chance, reuniting with his long time friend. It again took someannoying worming, but Gilbert learned of what his friend had been up to, yet he held none of it against him. The albino had long decided to only hold certain people and lives close enough to truly worry about. It was a bit of time later still, but it was through Francis that Gilbert met another ex-pirate, one turned “grocer”, and thus one of the worst best trio of friends was born.
Life went smoothly for Gilbert after that. He kept his friends close, his life private, just that, private, and it was being hinted that he was soon to be promoted to the rank of Captain, when disaster struck. Word came that his Aunt and Uncle, the Walsers, were killed in a Ruthian attack, their daughter, Lili, orphaned. His own, parents dead for some time now, Gilbert made one of his usual drastic decisions, and refused promotion, deciding to stay where he was position wise, allowing him to live with Lili at her estate, not wanting the girl to feel alone, but still comfortable, in her own home, figuring if nothing else, his family’s main estate could be left in Ludwig’s hands. While it started out slightly awkward, over the course of three years, Gilbert and Lili grew ever closer, much like brother and sister HE WAS NOT HER DAD, DAMMIT., and his protectiveness of the girl, not to mention anyone else he cared about, only grew more fierce.
° R-oleplay example ||
Gilbert never really minded morning. That is, unless they were morning in winter. The cold was always a pain in the booty, and add that to the dark because the sun was a lazy thing and didn’t come up for another two hours, yeah it wasn’t so awesome. And he’d left his overcoat at home.
Sneezing hard, the albino frowned deeply, giving a great sniffle. Making an unhappy sound he continued down the street, wondering why places weren’t open this early, it was only five thirty in the morning for crying out loud! He had to be up this early, somebody else should be too. He gave another grumpy sniff and wandered down the trade district street. Well, some people, mainly early bird merchants, were getting their wares ready, but Gilbo wanted food! He was so hungry, and his patrol shift was almost over but again, there was nowhere to go to eat. Sure he could wait until he got home
but he’d surely starve before then. No really he would. So unawesome.
Stumbling along, Gilbert came to a sudden halt outside a small hole in the wall that had some lights on. He squinted through the morning chill up at the sign above the door where in big curvy writing were the words “Al’s Restaurant”. Lingering there for a moment he stepped up to the door tried it, eyes widening slightly as it opened and warmth flowed out, causing him to shiver harder. Stepping inside and slamming the cold out, he shivered again with a low “brrrr.” Getting over the cold, his nose welcomed the smell of something wonderful, no awesome but he had no idea what in the world it was. With no one in sight he called out, hoping whoever answered wouldn’t send him back out without food, (he’d just whine a whole lot until they let him stay. Workedalmost every time) “Heeeeeellllloooo? Anybody here?”
° U-sername || AWESOME
° A-ge || 23
° T-ime zone || EST
°W-hat is the secret phrase from the Rules? || S-Trip – TCY FORCE
° N-ame || Commander Gilbert Beilschmidt
° A-liases || Alder
° A-ge || 34
° G-ender || Male
° F-amily || Ludwig Beilschmidt, younger Bruder, Lili Walser , cousin on his father’s side. (Parents, deceased, father died while Gil was in his 20’s, mother followed shortly after)
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° E-ye color || Light-light blue but they often come off red or pink depending on the light.
° H-air color || Platinum Blonde
° H-eight || 5’9.5”
° W-eight || 178 lbs
° D-efining features || Albino and thus very sensitive to light (Photophobia), but he manages, mostly through sheer stubbornness. Almost always has a little chick with him. Even while working. It’s probably under his hat.
° A-dditional features || For as heavy as Gilbert is, he appears rather skinny. He jokes that’s it’s because he’s “dense”, but he is extremely well defined, being that he is mostly muscle. Generally found in uniform, when he’s not Gilbert’s clothes style range from tattered old “rags” he won’t let the staff get rid because they’re comfortable, to dark, but fashionable, high quality, clothes suited for his class. The maids won’t let him outside the house otherwise. When outside he generally wears clothes that cover most of him, due to his extreme sensitivity to sunlight. He also owns a lot of hats. He only wears a few.
\-|-°-|-/
° J-ob || Military Officer
° R-eason for current profession || To prove that he is AWESOME.
° D-istrict || Noble residential
\-|-°-|-/
° P-ersonality ||
If you where to describe Gilbert in one word, it would have to be stubborn. (It’s also his middle name.) He often comes off as ignorant, and highly abrasive, and honestly, he is. His childhood left him coddled, and spoiled, but through the events and happening of his life, he learned to respect others, especially the lower classes. (Although it often seems he still has no respect for anyone.) As much as one would think such things may have humbled the boy, he only became more headstrong.
The Albino is known for being eccentric in his way of going about all things, both in his personal life and his work life, and while it often gets him into a world of trouble, he’s generally busy being too awesome to notice. Gilbert is playful and fun loving, he’d often prefer to spending time with his friends, having a Friday night brawl, or a party with the troops, even just an evening playing with his pets and spending time with his dear cousin Lili, to any amount of time stuck at work. He is fiercely loyal to those he cares about, often going above and beyond for them.
Not to say Gilbert is a slacker, far from it in fact. When on the clock, the Albino takes his job extremely seriously. The man people normally know as Gilbert seems to be gone when he’s working; he is strict, serious and all but coldhearted. There are some exceptions to the rule, but it was roughly three years ago when he became crueler and less forgiving to those who do wrong. Especially Ruthians.
° L-ikes ||
• Bossing people around
• Chicks (the fowl kind)
• Booze, mainly Beer
• Pancakes
• The little free time he actually gets to spend with his family & friends
• Bluebells
° D-islikes ||
• Being Ignored
• Cloudy days (too bright)
• When things get boring
• The current government, at least how it handles the difference in classes, among other things
• Being alone
° F-ears ||
• Failing to protect what he finds important
• Dying
• Losing his vision (even though it’s not that bad)
° G-oals ||
• To make sure Lili never feels lonely
• To keep those important to him safe
• To eat a lot of pancakes
• To have a good time in life
\-|-°-|-/
° H-istory ||
As a child Gilbert was given everything he ever wanted. Everything. So he grew up spoiled and selfish until his baby brother was born, didn’t have his “problems” and became the crown jewel of the family. Yet like the rest of them, Gilbert fell in love with little Ludwig and did his best to be the best darn big brother he could. Whenever the family visited the Walsers he also loved on his dear cousin treating her much a like a little sibling as well. The age gap didn’t matter.
When he came of age, his family wormed him into the military. Gilbert wasn’t too keen on the decision at first but did as he was told. He learned a great deal when he first started off. Proper discipline, how to handle firearms, not to mention how the rest of the world worked. To say his sheltered mind was a bit ‘blown’ would not be untrue. Yet he kept faith in the job and his government. That is, until getting Francis into his unit. Being the annoying, stubborn man he is, Gilbert, was always pestering the youth but took care of him as well, having the other be so young not to mention unpolished. With time the elder weaseled his way in past the others emotional barriers, until finally, they considered one another friends, despite the age and rank difference. Gilbert also got the truth of the situation of his fellow noble’s circumstances and did all he could to make the younger’s time working with him as pleasant as he could manage. Learning that the military and the government could be so cruel, he hardened his heart and his skin to the world he thought he knew. When Francis’s sister was put to death, Gilbert was both the one that helped him get out, as well as the one acting as his alibi.
After the incident, and Francis dismissal from the military, Gilbert very shortly lost all contact with the man. He held nothing against him, and only hoped the other was well. Living his days out almost routinely, Gilbert kept an always open ear for any word of Bonnefoy. When whispers finally came that the Lord had returned, the albino jumped at the chance, reuniting with his long time friend. It again took some
Life went smoothly for Gilbert after that. He kept his friends close, his life private, just that, private, and it was being hinted that he was soon to be promoted to the rank of Captain, when disaster struck. Word came that his Aunt and Uncle, the Walsers, were killed in a Ruthian attack, their daughter, Lili, orphaned. His own, parents dead for some time now, Gilbert made one of his usual drastic decisions, and refused promotion, deciding to stay where he was position wise, allowing him to live with Lili at her estate, not wanting the girl to feel alone, but still comfortable, in her own home, figuring if nothing else, his family’s main estate could be left in Ludwig’s hands. While it started out slightly awkward, over the course of three years, Gilbert and Lili grew ever closer, much like brother and sister
\-|-°-|-/
° R-oleplay example ||
Gilbert never really minded morning. That is, unless they were morning in winter. The cold was always a pain in the booty, and add that to the dark because the sun was a lazy thing and didn’t come up for another two hours, yeah it wasn’t so awesome. And he’d left his overcoat at home.
Sneezing hard, the albino frowned deeply, giving a great sniffle. Making an unhappy sound he continued down the street, wondering why places weren’t open this early, it was only five thirty in the morning for crying out loud! He had to be up this early, somebody else should be too. He gave another grumpy sniff and wandered down the trade district street. Well, some people, mainly early bird merchants, were getting their wares ready, but Gilbo wanted food! He was so hungry, and his patrol shift was almost over but again, there was nowhere to go to eat. Sure he could wait until he got home
but he’d surely starve before then. No really he would. So unawesome.
Stumbling along, Gilbert came to a sudden halt outside a small hole in the wall that had some lights on. He squinted through the morning chill up at the sign above the door where in big curvy writing were the words “Al’s Restaurant”. Lingering there for a moment he stepped up to the door tried it, eyes widening slightly as it opened and warmth flowed out, causing him to shiver harder. Stepping inside and slamming the cold out, he shivered again with a low “brrrr.” Getting over the cold, his nose welcomed the smell of something wonderful, no awesome but he had no idea what in the world it was. With no one in sight he called out, hoping whoever answered wouldn’t send him back out without food, (he’d just whine a whole lot until they let him stay. Worked
\-|-°-|-/
° U-sername || AWESOME
° A-ge || 23
° T-ime zone || EST
°W-hat is the secret phrase from the Rules? || S-Trip – TCY FORCE
