Post by robin on Oct 21, 2012 17:35:25 GMT -5
T ino Väinämöinen
° N-ame || Tino Nikolas Väinämöinen
° A-liases || N/A
° A-ge || 20
° G-ender || Male
° F-amily || None.
° E-ye color || Violet. Light purple.
° H-air color || Pale, flaxen, blond
° H-eight || 5'8
° W-eight || 145lbs
° D-efining features || Tino has a tattoo on his lower back that read "Hyvää Joulua" that he got as a dare.
° A-dditional features || Tino is, fairly small compared to most men his age. Honestly, he's even smaller than some of the women! Not that it bothers him, no he'll just throw a fit if/when someone brings up the fact. He's not very strong, much to his disappointment, which never really surprises anyone. As for clothing Tino tends to wear anything comfortable he thinks he can get away with wearing; whether that's a cozy sweater under his favorite suit or baggy, oversized shirts with loose fitting pants when lazing around.
° J-ob || Noble- School teacher
° R-eason for current profession || Tino, growing up orphaned by his own parents, loves children and enjoys playing with them and spoiling them. His adoptive parents wanted what was best for him but they also knew they didn't want to force him to do a job he hated and end up resenting them. So they funded his education and helped him become a teacher.
° D-istrict || Noble Residential District
° P-ersonality ||
Tino is for the most part a very happy person. He loves surprises and is very easily excited. In general he's know for being a bit shy and quiet but also quite polite. Being raised as a noble sort of tends to shape people into a defined mold. Tino...well Tino doesn't like to do things by the book and being a noble is no exception. The little blond always finds some way to tweak his day or his schedule to include something fun like a quick game of chess or an evening walk down near the cliffside.
He was raised by very loving parents, Niina and Eerik Väinämöinen, and grew up in a family-cent always very close-knit which in turn helped his own caring personality develop. Though, he has always suffered anxiety for fear his family and friends would abandon him like his birth parents did. Tino can be somewhat eccentric, that is to say, sometimes no one really knows what the heck he's doing(or saying for that matter) but it's never had a bad effect on him as far as anyone can tell so most of the time it's simply shirked off as a 'Tino-thing' as playfully dubbed by the Väinämöinens.
° L-ikes ||
•Christmas and holidays, because they bring people together.
•Children
•Small animals
•Music
° D-islikes ||
•Storms
•Fighting
•Arguments
° F-ears ||
•Thunder and lightning
•People knowing about his past
•Being hurt in any way
° G-oals ||
•To become a father
•Find someone who can accept him, all of him , for who he is.
•Become Santa Claus...Yeah he knows it's unrealistic but, hey a guy can dream right?
° H-istory ||
In the midst of a particularly cold and harsh winter season, when snow bit at the people and frost covered everything that sat still for too long, a baby was abandoned. The red-faced baby screamed out, calling for attention in bitterness of the cold winter night.
Tino was left on the doorstep of a small orphanage on the outskirts of the city when he was barely a few months old. Many of the workers at orphanage believed the tiny baby would die before the cold could even lift, but the little red-faced boy proved them all wrong. The named him Tino after a fabled Finnish hero. Until the age 3 the now pale skinned blond toddler grew up in the safety of the orphanage he called his family. He didn't understand why some of his little family kept having to leave him. That is until the Mr. and Mrs.Väinämöinen arrived in search of a child and took a liking to Tino. At barely three and a half little Tino left the only home he'd ever known and moved the bustling middle of the city.
Though timid at first, Tino learned quickly that to get anywhere he needed to speak up for himself even if only to his new adoptive parents. He was a fairly bright child and excelled in all of his studies. A boy Tino grew to love the Niina and Eerik probably as much as they loved him, if not more. They had a good, family bond that surprised most of the Väinämöinens friends, considering he "wasn't actually their son." but to Tino and his parents he was. he especially loved Christmas and other holiday seasons, when his parents would be home for long periods of time with nothing to do but spend time with him. The winter season, ironically always seem to liven up Tino. The Väinämöinen were very supportive of Tino, allowing him to try most anything he desired and even helping him to achieve his dream job as a school teacher.
The year Tino turned 17, Niina and Eerik got lost at sea during an outing and were presumed to have drown or been killed by pirates. Because of this Tino, aside from gaining a slight hateful feeling towards pirates, inherited the Väinämöinen estate and all it entailed leaving him reeling at the lose of his parents and scrambling to uphold his family name and take care of matters the Väinämöinens were expected to.
° R-oleplay example ||
"Mama!" The blond child shrieked, throwing himself at the woman's legs the minutes she made her way through the door. She smiled kindly down at him making his face light up even more.
"Tino!" Niina laughed back, scooping the small boy into her arms. Tino giggled happily, burying his face in his mother's shoulder as she hugged him. The pair made their way into the living room where Tino wiggled to be let down.
"Äiti katso mitä piirsin!" He cried out as soon as his feet touched the floor. The six-year-old raced over the small coffee table that his crayons were scattered across, snatched up a brightly color sheet of paper and skidded back over to where Mrs. Väinämöinen sat smiling at him. She listened thoughtfully as the boy explained the crudely drawn stick figures gathered around a pointy green shrub to be their own family Christmas morning. "And then we'll have breakfast and we can maybe go for a walk and sing Christmas songs and..." Tino trailed off with a yawn. He snuggled closer to his mother, letting the rythmic sound of her heartbeat and the soft crackling of the fire lull him to sleep.
Tino sighed, remembering his childhood Christmases. He wiped away the unwelcome wetness that settled itself beneath his eyes, muttering softly about fake allergies. His pale hands dropped to his lap, still gently grasping the old, faded drawing he'd somehow managed to find in the box of Christmas decorations and he stared at the unfinished tree. Lights hung from the branches, gleaming prettily back at him and small hand-crafted ornaments hung in various spots as well, waiting for the rest of their companions to join them in decorating the tree. Scolding himself for getting off track Tino laid the sheet of paper back in the box; sliding it away as he reached for more decorative bulbs and funny ornaments to hang up. "Hyvää Joulua..." He muttered quietly to himself, admiring his work.
° U-sername || Robin
° A-ge || 16 in pending (on the Nov. 4th)
° T-ime zone || GM 4..I think.
°W-hat is the secret phrase from the Rules? || Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas...O-O I felt like it was appropriated for writing Tino! <3
° N-ame || Tino Nikolas Väinämöinen
° A-liases || N/A
° A-ge || 20
° G-ender || Male
° F-amily || None.
\-|-°-|-/
° E-ye color || Violet. Light purple.
° H-air color || Pale, flaxen, blond
° H-eight || 5'8
° W-eight || 145lbs
° D-efining features || Tino has a tattoo on his lower back that read "Hyvää Joulua" that he got as a dare.
° A-dditional features || Tino is, fairly small compared to most men his age. Honestly, he's even smaller than some of the women! Not that it bothers him, no he'll just throw a fit if/when someone brings up the fact. He's not very strong, much to his disappointment, which never really surprises anyone. As for clothing Tino tends to wear anything comfortable he thinks he can get away with wearing; whether that's a cozy sweater under his favorite suit or baggy, oversized shirts with loose fitting pants when lazing around.
\-|-°-|-/
° J-ob || Noble- School teacher
° R-eason for current profession || Tino, growing up orphaned by his own parents, loves children and enjoys playing with them and spoiling them. His adoptive parents wanted what was best for him but they also knew they didn't want to force him to do a job he hated and end up resenting them. So they funded his education and helped him become a teacher.
° D-istrict || Noble Residential District
\-|-°-|-/
° P-ersonality ||
Tino is for the most part a very happy person. He loves surprises and is very easily excited. In general he's know for being a bit shy and quiet but also quite polite. Being raised as a noble sort of tends to shape people into a defined mold. Tino...well Tino doesn't like to do things by the book and being a noble is no exception. The little blond always finds some way to tweak his day or his schedule to include something fun like a quick game of chess or an evening walk down near the cliffside.
He was raised by very loving parents, Niina and Eerik Väinämöinen, and grew up in a family-cent always very close-knit which in turn helped his own caring personality develop. Though, he has always suffered anxiety for fear his family and friends would abandon him like his birth parents did. Tino can be somewhat eccentric, that is to say, sometimes no one really knows what the heck he's doing(or saying for that matter) but it's never had a bad effect on him as far as anyone can tell so most of the time it's simply shirked off as a 'Tino-thing' as playfully dubbed by the Väinämöinens.
° L-ikes ||
•Christmas and holidays, because they bring people together.
•Children
•Small animals
•Music
° D-islikes ||
•Storms
•Fighting
•Arguments
° F-ears ||
•Thunder and lightning
•People knowing about his past
•Being hurt in any way
° G-oals ||
•To become a father
•Find someone who can accept him, all of him , for who he is.
•Become Santa Claus...Yeah he knows it's unrealistic but, hey a guy can dream right?
\-|-°-|-/
° H-istory ||
In the midst of a particularly cold and harsh winter season, when snow bit at the people and frost covered everything that sat still for too long, a baby was abandoned. The red-faced baby screamed out, calling for attention in bitterness of the cold winter night.
Tino was left on the doorstep of a small orphanage on the outskirts of the city when he was barely a few months old. Many of the workers at orphanage believed the tiny baby would die before the cold could even lift, but the little red-faced boy proved them all wrong. The named him Tino after a fabled Finnish hero. Until the age 3 the now pale skinned blond toddler grew up in the safety of the orphanage he called his family. He didn't understand why some of his little family kept having to leave him. That is until the Mr. and Mrs.Väinämöinen arrived in search of a child and took a liking to Tino. At barely three and a half little Tino left the only home he'd ever known and moved the bustling middle of the city.
Though timid at first, Tino learned quickly that to get anywhere he needed to speak up for himself even if only to his new adoptive parents. He was a fairly bright child and excelled in all of his studies. A boy Tino grew to love the Niina and Eerik probably as much as they loved him, if not more. They had a good, family bond that surprised most of the Väinämöinens friends, considering he "wasn't actually their son." but to Tino and his parents he was. he especially loved Christmas and other holiday seasons, when his parents would be home for long periods of time with nothing to do but spend time with him. The winter season, ironically always seem to liven up Tino. The Väinämöinen were very supportive of Tino, allowing him to try most anything he desired and even helping him to achieve his dream job as a school teacher.
The year Tino turned 17, Niina and Eerik got lost at sea during an outing and were presumed to have drown or been killed by pirates. Because of this Tino, aside from gaining a slight hateful feeling towards pirates, inherited the Väinämöinen estate and all it entailed leaving him reeling at the lose of his parents and scrambling to uphold his family name and take care of matters the Väinämöinens were expected to.
\-|-°-|-/
° R-oleplay example ||
"Mama!" The blond child shrieked, throwing himself at the woman's legs the minutes she made her way through the door. She smiled kindly down at him making his face light up even more.
"Tino!" Niina laughed back, scooping the small boy into her arms. Tino giggled happily, burying his face in his mother's shoulder as she hugged him. The pair made their way into the living room where Tino wiggled to be let down.
"Äiti katso mitä piirsin!" He cried out as soon as his feet touched the floor. The six-year-old raced over the small coffee table that his crayons were scattered across, snatched up a brightly color sheet of paper and skidded back over to where Mrs. Väinämöinen sat smiling at him. She listened thoughtfully as the boy explained the crudely drawn stick figures gathered around a pointy green shrub to be their own family Christmas morning. "And then we'll have breakfast and we can maybe go for a walk and sing Christmas songs and..." Tino trailed off with a yawn. He snuggled closer to his mother, letting the rythmic sound of her heartbeat and the soft crackling of the fire lull him to sleep.
Tino sighed, remembering his childhood Christmases. He wiped away the unwelcome wetness that settled itself beneath his eyes, muttering softly about fake allergies. His pale hands dropped to his lap, still gently grasping the old, faded drawing he'd somehow managed to find in the box of Christmas decorations and he stared at the unfinished tree. Lights hung from the branches, gleaming prettily back at him and small hand-crafted ornaments hung in various spots as well, waiting for the rest of their companions to join them in decorating the tree. Scolding himself for getting off track Tino laid the sheet of paper back in the box; sliding it away as he reached for more decorative bulbs and funny ornaments to hang up. "Hyvää Joulua..." He muttered quietly to himself, admiring his work.
\-|-°-|-/
° U-sername || Robin
° A-ge || 16 in pending (on the Nov. 4th)
° T-ime zone || GM 4..I think.
°W-hat is the secret phrase from the Rules? || Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas...O-O I felt like it was appropriated for writing Tino! <3
