Post by laurant on Jul 21, 2011 0:30:16 GMT -6
LAURANT VON RITTER
I wanna seize you, touch you, one on one.
[/size]I wanna seize you, touch you, one on one.
~Identification~
Birth Name: Laurant Von Ritter
Aliases:Laurant, Ritter, Knight
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Age:24
Date Of Birth: October Fourth
Affiliation: Pirates
Crew: Black Out
Character Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Character Sign: Libra
Personal Jolly Roger: N/A for now
Birth Name: Laurant Von Ritter
Aliases:Laurant, Ritter, Knight
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Age:24
Date Of Birth: October Fourth
Affiliation: Pirates
Crew: Black Out
Character Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Character Sign: Libra
Personal Jolly Roger: N/A for now
~Physical Specifications~
Height: 6'2
Weight: 140 lbs.
Eye Color: Golden yellow
Hair Color: Rich black
Attire: Style is something Laurant believes he has. Often found in suit, he prides himself on looking quite classy. Shiny black shoes meet tailored black pants with a perfect crease down each leg. They lead up to an all white shirt, and a white ruffle-tie in the center. Covering the arms is a black trench coat rimmed with silver and white, the collar of the coat coming up and pointing out to cover his neck. White gloves often cover his hands, but not all the time. Some times, that collar is down. And when it is, his white shirt is either off or changed into one that is unbuttoned. Along with is black and white suit, the colors could be reversed or changed. He's also seen wearing other color combinations such as maroon and gray. on a rare casual day, all he wears is a pair of pants or shorts and shoes.
Weight: 140 lbs.
Eye Color: Golden yellow
Hair Color: Rich black
Attire: Style is something Laurant believes he has. Often found in suit, he prides himself on looking quite classy. Shiny black shoes meet tailored black pants with a perfect crease down each leg. They lead up to an all white shirt, and a white ruffle-tie in the center. Covering the arms is a black trench coat rimmed with silver and white, the collar of the coat coming up and pointing out to cover his neck. White gloves often cover his hands, but not all the time. Some times, that collar is down. And when it is, his white shirt is either off or changed into one that is unbuttoned. Along with is black and white suit, the colors could be reversed or changed. He's also seen wearing other color combinations such as maroon and gray. on a rare casual day, all he wears is a pair of pants or shorts and shoes.
~A Little About You~
History:
If asked about his past, Laurant will say he doesn't remember anything. But that's far from true. He was born and raised in a good home, the little brother to an older one. Both of his parents worked, his father was a marine and his mother made and taught music. Often times, when his father would come home, it'd be in a drunken rage that would end in a loud argument between the parents. Times like these was when Laurant and his brother would sneak out of the house to get away from the yelling.
His brother showed him the ropes of stealing at times like these, they'd run around town seeing how much they could get away with. When they went back home, it was silent. This silence was heavy, the type Laurant refused to have. He'd sit in his bed and pull out the flute he got from his mother, and play a light lullaby she had taught him. When Laurant was twelve, he got far enough along in his musical lessons that his mother gifted him with a cello. His older brother, though more of a fighter, took a liking to the cello music and often asked to hear a song or two.
At age seventeen, Laurant was close to being on his own. The arguments not only between his parents, but between his father and himself made him distant from everyone when his father was home. Without him, the nights were peaceful. Laurant would stay awake to watch the stars and play a tune. But one night, his brother started coughing up blood. In a panic, he woke his mother.
After months of fighting death, Laurant's older brother passed away in his sleep. The death had changed Laurant and his mom, they quieted down and didn't seem to show much emotion. His mom went to drinking and escorting, and he just got further into music and took up fighting in his spare time. When his dad came home from another voyage, the news was broken. He took the death hard, saying "Now there's no good kin left." Laurant swore at his father, and left the house.
He quickly fell into the pirate's way of life, discovered smoking and started following what pleased him more. He's visited with others to sail, but has never joined a crew officially. Besides, not many want to put up with him even if his music seems to effect everyone.
Your Good Side:
Your Bad Side:
What Do You Enjoy?:
Grind Your Gears:
What Do You Carry With You?:
What Drives You?: Music, and the entertainment of living.
Commonly Associated Numbers: 3 and 5
Commonly Associated Color: Black, Golden yellow, and silver.
Associated Animal: Lion, or black panther
Scent: He smells of sage and cigarettes, with a dash of complimenting cologne that usually covers the cigarette smell.
Favourite Foods: Sweets, and pasta.
History:
If asked about his past, Laurant will say he doesn't remember anything. But that's far from true. He was born and raised in a good home, the little brother to an older one. Both of his parents worked, his father was a marine and his mother made and taught music. Often times, when his father would come home, it'd be in a drunken rage that would end in a loud argument between the parents. Times like these was when Laurant and his brother would sneak out of the house to get away from the yelling.
His brother showed him the ropes of stealing at times like these, they'd run around town seeing how much they could get away with. When they went back home, it was silent. This silence was heavy, the type Laurant refused to have. He'd sit in his bed and pull out the flute he got from his mother, and play a light lullaby she had taught him. When Laurant was twelve, he got far enough along in his musical lessons that his mother gifted him with a cello. His older brother, though more of a fighter, took a liking to the cello music and often asked to hear a song or two.
At age seventeen, Laurant was close to being on his own. The arguments not only between his parents, but between his father and himself made him distant from everyone when his father was home. Without him, the nights were peaceful. Laurant would stay awake to watch the stars and play a tune. But one night, his brother started coughing up blood. In a panic, he woke his mother.
After months of fighting death, Laurant's older brother passed away in his sleep. The death had changed Laurant and his mom, they quieted down and didn't seem to show much emotion. His mom went to drinking and escorting, and he just got further into music and took up fighting in his spare time. When his dad came home from another voyage, the news was broken. He took the death hard, saying "Now there's no good kin left." Laurant swore at his father, and left the house.
He quickly fell into the pirate's way of life, discovered smoking and started following what pleased him more. He's visited with others to sail, but has never joined a crew officially. Besides, not many want to put up with him even if his music seems to effect everyone.
Your Good Side:
- Loyal -- To those he believes deserve it
- Musical skills -- Music has been is talent since he was young
- Mannered -- Call him a gentleman with perverted interests.
- Persuasion and plotting -- He's good with words, and often plans ahead to make sure it's in his favor.
- Perceptive -- Mostly to tone of voice, body language, and the such
Your Bad Side:
- Smoking -- He'll never say what it is he's smoking, but never the less, he always seems to be.
- Perverted -- He's an open pervert, and uses whatever 'dignified' way to get a lady.
- Thief -- He has a habit to steal whatever he can whenever he can, no matter the situation.
- Shut out -- He vary rarely opens up to others. His music is his way of letting it out
- Instinctual -- If he likes it, he'll do it. He doesn't care about others emotions or what it is if he wants it bad enough.
What Do You Enjoy?:
- Playing his cello or flute
- Women
- Having a good time/Parties
- Getting away with thieving
- Smoking
Grind Your Gears:
- Being called a pervert
- Having himself or his friends/crew insulted wrongly
- People that talk too much
- Bounty hunters and marines
- People who can't hold a decent conversation
What Do You Carry With You?:
- Two knives, hidden away on his body somewhere. They have black handles, with "Von Ritter" engraved on each side. The metal has a pattern of indents and waves, with a curved point on the end.
- A black cello [image] in a black case that he wears on his back.
- A black flute [image] in a black case, usually hidden away on the inside of his trench coat.
- A black and gold lighter [image] and a matching cigarette case
What Drives You?: Music, and the entertainment of living.
Commonly Associated Numbers: 3 and 5
Commonly Associated Color: Black, Golden yellow, and silver.
Associated Animal: Lion, or black panther
Scent: He smells of sage and cigarettes, with a dash of complimenting cologne that usually covers the cigarette smell.
Favourite Foods: Sweets, and pasta.
[b]Face Claim:[/b] [u]Pandra Hearts[/u], [i]Gilbert Nightray[/i], Laurant Von Ritter
