Post by estonia on Sept 8, 2010 2:29:45 GMT -5
(((My Reflection)))
Nation: The Republic of Estonia
Name: Eduard Von Bock
Gender: Male
Appearance Age: 17
Hair Color: Dark Blond
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5'7''
Weight: 157 lbs
Appearance: Eduard's overall appearance is fairly tidy and clean cut, it seems to be a compulsion of his to check his appearance and correct himself until he deems his image presentable.
With a slim build and still a note of his adolescent characteristics, he doesn't seem to be fit for more physical activities. The only thing hinting towards the opposite being the great deal of scars littering his body, the ones that seem to be visible on a day to day basis are those on the backs of his hands. Although the instrument used to create them is unclear they are linear and thin across his knuckles and seem to move into more circular patterns as they reach his wrists.
Facial Structure: Mature by the standards of his apparent age, partially granted to his formal dress and neat appearance, Eduard has a fairly pleasant look about him. With his glasses and thin but evenly structured face; he gives off the impression of being knowledgeable and collected. His cheekbones and the bridge of his nose weigh out the bulk of his face as his jawline is soft and his lips are the main cutout to help with evening out the proportions of his face. His eyes are a dark blue, framed by his dark blond cut that drops down longer on either side of his face to add a little strength to his chin.
Military Dress: In the Military his uniform is free of frivolous embellishments. A dark blue jacket with matching trousers, brought together with a white shirt, brown tie and kept in good taste with a black belt and comfortable shoes.
Casual Dress: On a note of his casual wear; t-shirts and sweatpants are still incredibly off limits. Even in the confines of his own home, he wouldn't find it appropriate to dress in such a manner. His clothing during his off-time will usually consist of a shirt and tie worn underneath a sweater and accompanied by tailored slacks. Some may find him almost too proper but as far as he's concerned, t-shirts are still underwear and elastic waist fleece pants are meant for jogging.
Posturing: The manner in which he holds himself can best be described as reserved. While he doesn't shake as fiercely as the other Baltic's, he's quite a ways away from be extroverted. He keeps a strait back, rigid with what many would perceive as discomfort or apprehensive. Even with those he is thoroughly familiar with, though, he cannot help but keep a stiff frame.
Mannerisms and Quirks: Estonia frequently coughs or clears his throat when silence falls or if he gets uncomfortable about a situation. He doesn't stutter as frequently as the other Baltic's, instead, he pauses and tries to revise what he's saying either mid-sentence, or takes a painfully long time to respond to someone. He chokes up in social situations, if a great deal of people are in one area he fades to the background and keeps silent until his anxiety alleviates enough for him to remove himself from the situation.
(((Know Thyself )))
Personality: Eduard acts very much like an older brother to those around him, at least when his disposition allots him to act the superior. He tends to be very proper, and is often taken aback by forward actions and rowdy behavior. He isn't one to speak up and merely goes silent while trying his best to let it slide.
His biggest problems are his social anxiety and his reluctance to ask for help. He's fairly solitary by nature and often spends his time working with a more technical aspect rather than spending time with anyone who may relate to him.
In groups: In a group of two or three he can hold himself, but he will be very quiet and only speak when spoken to, seldom reaching out to those around him. He seems pleasant enough, if not only a little socially awkward. While this hinders his potential outreach with the other countries, he's much happier without the extra attention.
In Meetings: In meetings he is quiet and only speaks if the matter seriously affects him or if a matter seems to be outright unjust. Given his chance to speak he will usually address general issues and minor trading. His body language stays much the same as it would if he were in any other situation but but very little about his emotions are touched upon as he tends to 'shut off'. As an emotional fail-safe, he tends to block out his emotions, this usually results in the lack of his own personal feelings about any issue that may arise.
On on One: On a face to face basis, Eduard is still fairly uptight, never loosing that awkward hesitance about him. Although he is much more prone to small-talk and tends to be a friendlier person. In some cases of extreme comfort he has been known to crack a few jokes and act more human than he would like to openly admit.
Mental Refuse: After some time in Soviet rule, and with so many beatings to go through over his life-time, it's hard to hold up in any state of mental health. As a result a lot of ill-thoughts and idle mental musings can become ridden with thoughts best left unsaid about a man. With this being said, Estonia is not immune to his own warped thoughts on other countries, these distortions aren't so much seen as they are a quiet reminder to himself, and only himself, that perhaps one day he should see a psychiatrist.
Hobbies: Estonia spends most of his time on his computer or fixing up electrical devices. He knows his way around a soldering iron and spends most of his time either in his computer room or his work-shop. A bit of a movie buff and a music enthusiast, he tends to spend most of this time alone.
Morals: After so many years of being pushed back and forth and serving others he has become very apathetic to most issues involving any set of morals. Witnessing wars and being taken advantage of for the bulk of your proto-nation life will do that to you. While Estonia will stand up for someone like Latvia or Lithuania, it's a thing of bias and often tries to keep out of matters that might make others think poorly of him. In any case he prefers to protect children. He's indifferent to protecting those whom he views as adults or well off. His moral compass is slightly off the mark in this respect. Otherwise, good and bad are just on a broader scale, doing some small and friendly gesture seems larger to him, and all the while, more heinous acts of evil are required for him to turn his head fully.
Likes:
★ Quiet time
★ Word Puzzles
★ Taking care of Latvia
★ Neat and orderly spaces
★ Symmetry
★ The number 9
★ Simple things
★ Computers
★ Information
★ Sports
★ Beer
Dislikes:
✖ Being cut off mid-sentence
✖ Misplacing his glasses
✖ Being misinformed
✖ Large groups of people
✖ Panic attacks
✖ On occasion, his own thoughts
Fears:
☣ Having his secrets known
☣ Losing the other Baltic's
☣ Large groups of people
☣ Having a panic attack at a conference
Secrets:
♦ Has come to find a sense of pleasure in being beaten.
♦ Has fallen in love with Latvia
♦ Is intrigued by cross-dressing
♦ Has an excess of internet porn on his computer, most of it Hentai
♦ Owns several editions of "Faces of Death"
Strengths: Intellectually; Eduard's strengths include technology based topics, fishing, reading, mathematics, and word puzzles. Physically, He can take quite the beating and is fair in an athletic respect.
Weaknesses: On a note of weaknesses, Estonia has a hard time working with others and is a lone wolf who doesn't relate well with those around him. His biggest weakness is his inability to function in social situations.
(((The Pages of History )))
History: In his early years, while Estonia was still a proto-nation, he was easily passed around throughout the Scandinavian and Nordic countries. On several occasions falling under Swedish and Danish rule. Being Occupied by Germania, then the Holy Roman Empire and then back to being bullied by the Scandinavian countries all over again; during these times he slowly formed his own language and way of being.
Falling under Swedish rule was a blessing where he had some time to develop in a more liberal environment. Things were fine until he was taken over by Soviet Russia and held there until February 24, 1918, when Estonian independence was declared but it took three years before he was recognized by most other countries.
For roughly 22 years, He managed to maintain his independence before falling under Russian rule once again and then tugged between German and Soviet oppression until, finally, on August 20, 1991. Estonia gained formal independence once again.
Allies:
Those notable: Latvia
Lithuania
Sweden
Enemies: Russia
Denmark
HRE
Sample Post: He found himself looking over a few things and keeping his head down while the other nations spoke, or rather, bickered amongst each-other. One of the things he found particularly hard to do during a meeting was separate the personal attacks from the valid points.
His vision swam as he stared at the paper in front of him, feeling his mind going hazy. He just needed to sit it out and hope to whatever divine force was out there that no one called on him. Chances were he wouldn't even be noticed, with so many people in one room he was almost as easy to overlook as Latvia. Perhaps even more-so today.
He pushed his lips together as he felt his stomach knot up; thankful that he had skipped breakfast and had ignored his lunch break. He could never eat during the world conference, his nerves too delicate around so many people. He took in a deep breath, focusing on his heartbeat and his breath, keeping it from being too irregular.
He could control these minor attacks, he could manage this. This was all he needed to do for now, close his eyes and count his breaths, one to nine then back down. he would do this for a few minutes, ascending and descending in mental steps. He was aware of what was going on around him; this kept him from fully recovering with any speed but it meant he didn't have to ask anyone what they had covered over the day.
Rubbing his temples, he started to regain enough control over his state that he could make eye contact. He couldn't do much more than shove away his anxieties to deal with when he was in the confines of his room, alone. Clearing his mind felt better and his posture switched from hunched and nervous to a less-than-comfortable stiffness that made up his usual stance.
A tickle dried the back of his throat and nagged at him until he cleared it with a gentle cough. Covering his mouth with a fist as he performed this, eyes lowering for a moment as attention was drawn to him. "Would- ah.... Would someone pass me the water jug?" He pointed to the stainless steel pitched halfway down the table, looking away from everyone with a stiff grimace.
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Random fun fact about yourself: I have two dogs; Ivan and Boo. Ivan is a lovable idiot who doesn't realize his own strength or size (remind you of someone?) and Boo is his mom, a delicate little drama queen of a dog who loves to try and talk.
