Post by Mathias Andersen on Apr 9, 2011 14:33:50 GMT -5
Name: Mathias Andersen
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Country:Kingdom of Denmark!
Occupation: Fashion Design (Mostly shoes and Winter wear)
Personality:
Mathias is not afraid to say what is on his mind, often forgetting about the feelings of others around him. Despite this, his own feelings can get hurt very easily. When those feelings do get hurt he will be moody, uncooperative and sulk for the whole day until he gets some form of apology where he will feel great about himself or completely forget about the whole thing altogether. Also, Mathias is very stubborn.
It is hard to make him bad about himself, taking insults and lectures about his behaviour as a joking matter. Being one of the biggest airheads you will ever meet once you get to know him, he is unable to read situations and will crack a joke when he finally notices to make it less awkward… mostly for himself.
He thinks of himself as many things. “Amazing, a joker, the big brother…” amongst many other things. If he has taken a liking to you (which he most likely will!)) he will be “looking out for you” and giving you half-thought through advice when he feels the need to.
When motivated enough and if the subject interests him Mathias can be hardworking at his job. However, he is prone to daydreaming and slacking off. Sometimes, he will sharpen pencils, mess around with the little box of Legos hidden in the drawer of his desk, or walk aimlessly around the building just to get away from it all.
Lastly, he love to drink! It’s in his blood as he says. Beer, wine, vodka, whiskey… the whole lot basically!
Likes:
- Being the centre of attention! Making a big scene of himself is what he loves to do.
- The colours red and black: He incorporates these colours a lot into his designs and if you check his desk all his pens are red and black.
- Baking: It’s a hobby of his that he doesn’t like to bring up too much. He’ll bake for anyone if they ask though.
- Lego: He has a little box of these hidden in his desk drawer to mess with in his spare time or when he’s distracted.
- Oversized weapons: He has a giant battleaxe (blunt enough so that it’s relatively safe and doesn‘t get confiscated) mounted on the wall of his office.
- Doodling: He may not be the best artist out there but he does like to sketch random bits and bobs every now and again.
- His hair. Gorgeous isn’t it?
Dislikes:
- Not being the centre of attention
- When people poke him or whatever without saying. He may not respect your on personal space but that doesn’t mean he likes people invading his.
- Those who get stressed out too much. Honestly, people need to relax.
- Technology. He’s just too set in his ways, still owning a brick for a phone. He owns a laptop however where he keeps all his files and the sort, it’s just that he also panics whenever a problem occurs with it.
- People who judge too quickly, be it him or anyone else. At least try to get to know the person first!
History:
Mathias was born in the Capital Copenhagen but mostly grew up in a quaint town in Bornholm, Denmark with his parents. His family owned a small successful business during the early years of his life. Times had started to get tough when Mathias was six and the business shortly collapsed soon after his 7th birthday. His parents decided that the best thing to do was move back to the Capital and find work there.
After settling in a small townhouse in Copenhagen, Mathias enrolled into the local public school. He was an average student grade-wise, mostly known as prankster and an asshole in general by teachers and his peers. Copenhagen was an exciting area. He still missed Bornholm though but that wasn’t much of a problem since his grandparents still lived there and they would visit them every few months.
Mathias’ grandfather was an astounding cobbler, often spending his afternoons just watching the man hammer shoes together while visiting, so it was an especially sad day when he died of natural causes.
At the time, Mathias was nineteen and wondering what he wanted to do in life. Inspired by what his Grandfather showed him, he immigrated to America and attended a college that specialised in Fashion and Design, graduating years later.
Mathias now lives in an apartment, a few streets away from his new job at Heta-Design. His apartment is also home to his dog, a Broholmer fondly named Daisy.
Roleplay Sample: ((Taken from a RP with a friend.))
A tall figure was humming cheerfully in the bathroom. He had just gotten out of the steaming shower and had smartly dressed in a shirt and trousers. The figure was now at the task of “delicately” combing down its chaotic hair and wincing loudly when one of the combs teeth had gotten tangled in his blond locks.
Read delicately as roughly.
“Fuck.” He cursed, and sharply tugged it out, wincing even more. Maybe just giving up on his hair would be a better choice? It was a waste of time anyway, he had somewhere to be soon.
Thinking of time, he glanced up at the wall clock and Mathias’ face froze with panic. Kristine was going to murder him for sure!
Mathias sighed and simply ruffled his unruly hair with both hands, automatically turning back to its original wild form from before. Hopefully the cold Norwegian wouldn’t mind too much, she was always complaining that he should just get it all cut off and start afresh. The nerve of her!
Mathias called out goodbye to Daisy before grabbing his wallet on the kitchen counter and slamming the door shut. The elevator down the hall was out of service. Just his luck! He thought bitterly as he ran down five flights of stairs.
When he was finally outside, exhausted, he spotted his destination across the busy street. He waited for the traffic to slow down then jogged through the maze of cars, aggressive drivers honking at him and shouting to get the hell out of the way.
Pushing the door open to the café, he quickly spotted Kristine and sat down beside her.
What could he possibly say? Saying that he was distracted with his hair would get him strangled with his own tie again. Instead, Mathias grinned awkwardly at the girl.
“Hey,”
Read delicately as roughly.
“Fuck.” He cursed, and sharply tugged it out, wincing even more. Maybe just giving up on his hair would be a better choice? It was a waste of time anyway, he had somewhere to be soon.
Thinking of time, he glanced up at the wall clock and Mathias’ face froze with panic. Kristine was going to murder him for sure!
Mathias sighed and simply ruffled his unruly hair with both hands, automatically turning back to its original wild form from before. Hopefully the cold Norwegian wouldn’t mind too much, she was always complaining that he should just get it all cut off and start afresh. The nerve of her!
Mathias called out goodbye to Daisy before grabbing his wallet on the kitchen counter and slamming the door shut. The elevator down the hall was out of service. Just his luck! He thought bitterly as he ran down five flights of stairs.
When he was finally outside, exhausted, he spotted his destination across the busy street. He waited for the traffic to slow down then jogged through the maze of cars, aggressive drivers honking at him and shouting to get the hell out of the way.
Pushing the door open to the café, he quickly spotted Kristine and sat down beside her.
What could he possibly say? Saying that he was distracted with his hair would get him strangled with his own tie again. Instead, Mathias grinned awkwardly at the girl.
“Hey,”
Out of Character
Name/Nickname: Danno/Alli
Timezone: GMT
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Anything else?
Yes, tulips.
