Post by Tino Väinämöinen on Feb 2, 2011 19:44:43 GMT -5
Name: Tino Väinämöinen
Age: 20.
Country: Finland
Appearance:
>Almost white hair; violet eyes. Five foot six and a half. Pale, very very pale.
Likes:
ღ Saliamakki, a sweet treat from his homelands.
ღ Saunas, he used to visit them once or twice and really, really liked them.
ღ Festivals, his mother and father taught him all about them.
ღ Snow, Tino grew up surrounded by it.
ღ Taking care of people, whether they be small children, teenagers, or adults. He just likes to see people be happy.
ღ Good books, but then, who doesn't?
ღ Animals, they tend to cheer him up.
ღ Nature, seeing so much natural life makes Tino feel at ease.
ღ Finland. He was born there.
Dislikes:
✕ The dark. It holds too many bad memories for the Finn.
✕ Arguments. Tino prefers to get along with people.
✕ Blood. The Finn's a bit squeamish.
✕ Pain. Whether it be emotional or pyhsical, Tino will try to avoid it.
✕ Cruelty in general. Tino is gentle by nature, and it upsets him to see people who abuse others or nature.
✕ Vulgar jokes. Ugh.
✕ Storms. Just an irrational fear.
✕Mice and spiders
✕ The fact that he's so SHORT ...well, in comparison to the other Nordics.
Fears:
The dark. It's terrifying to him; for various reasons that mostly occurred in the past.
Death. Tino'd rather stay alive, thanks.
Quirks: At least 2
Always smiling. That's the thing about Tino; he'll usually be spotted with a smile on his face.
Can cheer the atmosphere up, even if he doesn't mean to! It's a good thing, though he doesn't realize it.
Personality:
History:
OOC Info[/u]
Name: Mai~ ouo
Email: SpikeyKeybladeWielder@hotmail.com
Messenger, etc. SpikeyKeybladeWielder@hotmail.com That iiiis my MSN. XD
Along with that, my dA is BloodyCrimson-Rose and if you really, reaaaally need to reach me, my Gmail is XxLazyNinjaxX@gmail.com. o3o And my Skype is NotTheWife. |D
Age: 20.
Country: Finland
Appearance:
>Almost white hair; violet eyes. Five foot six and a half. Pale, very very pale.
Likes:
ღ Saliamakki, a sweet treat from his homelands.
ღ Saunas, he used to visit them once or twice and really, really liked them.
ღ Festivals, his mother and father taught him all about them.
ღ Snow, Tino grew up surrounded by it.
ღ Taking care of people, whether they be small children, teenagers, or adults. He just likes to see people be happy.
ღ Good books, but then, who doesn't?
ღ Animals, they tend to cheer him up.
ღ Nature, seeing so much natural life makes Tino feel at ease.
ღ Finland. He was born there.
Dislikes:
✕ The dark. It holds too many bad memories for the Finn.
✕ Arguments. Tino prefers to get along with people.
✕ Blood. The Finn's a bit squeamish.
✕ Pain. Whether it be emotional or pyhsical, Tino will try to avoid it.
✕ Cruelty in general. Tino is gentle by nature, and it upsets him to see people who abuse others or nature.
✕ Vulgar jokes. Ugh.
✕ Storms. Just an irrational fear.
✕
✕ The fact that he's so SHORT ...well, in comparison to the other Nordics.
Fears:
The dark. It's terrifying to him; for various reasons that mostly occurred in the past.
Death. Tino'd rather stay alive, thanks.
Quirks: At least 2
Always smiling. That's the thing about Tino; he'll usually be spotted with a smile on his face.
Can cheer the atmosphere up, even if he doesn't mean to! It's a good thing, though he doesn't realize it.
Austria's anger is REGULAR SWEDISH DINNERS
Personality:
Sweet, simple, and gentle, Tino is rather adultlike but easily embarrassed; especially so around very unnecessarily tall people. The blonde can keep his head in an emergency however, proving that he’s smart as well. The man is talkative and very friendly, as his parents rose him to be. He's also somewhat of an optimist, as his mother was. The Finn is also slowly learning how to trust others; his cautious nature gives him a little hint of paranoia. He constantly keeps a smile on his face in order to hide his true feelings. Yes, Tino bottles his feelings. Sometimes, the blonde wishes he had moments to just let it all out, but...he doesn't want to worry anyone. Worrying people would cause them stress, and he doesn't want to make unnecessary problems for any of his friends, whether they be new or old.
If you ask him about that, he will blatantly deny it; who wouldn't? Tino often comes off as motherly, especially to strangers. His thought pattern is on the bright side of the spectrum. He honestly, truly does believe that no matter what happens, everything will turn out to be alright in the end. He trusts in people too easily however, which often leads to a broken relationship with certain personality types. And then, there is the problem of Tino hiding away his depression with his parents' deaths. He's only told a singular person about his real feelings about them no longer being alive; and that person was his best friend in high school. On another note, Tino is good to go to for advice, because he'll wait until you're done talking before offering his thoughts on the situation. When he's alone, the blonde is polite and reserved, and quite easy to start a conversation with. The blonde tries hard not to judge people at all, if he can. What right would he have to judge a person without knowing them? Such is his reasoning, and he sticks to it.
There is another side to his sweet face, however. If you push him too far then he can and will snap, and a personality that is almost completely different than his sweet one will surface. This one is easily prone to anger and violence; it rarely occurs. If people push him just a little too far, or if he is in imminent danger with his life being threatened, this side will appear. But then, it's always best not to judge a book by its cover, right? Don't take him for some helpless, delicate creature, it'll be the worst mistake you'll ever make. Tino knows how to take care of himself.
History:
Tino was born in Finland, but his family moved around a bit until settling down in America. To be specific, he and his family (at the time, himself, his mother, and his father) moved into a small town somewhere close to Circletown, ironically. There was an incident in moving to America however, that gave him a permanent fear of storms. While flying over to the States, a violent thunderstorm broke out and shook him and his family up; Tino being very young at the time. It was dark too, and so that's where that fear stemmed from as well. In that little town mentioned above is Tino went through school, and there that he was teased for being a foreigner, and for being taller than average and overall different; as is the usual for people who immigrate to this country. His family never did have a lot of money (even in Europe), so after completing high school, the man's life somewhat stopped for a while. He simply got a job and worked in his hometown in order to support his parents (who were quite old now, at least in their 60's). They unfortunately died, one after another. His father was the first to go of natural causes, and after that his mother, who he believes died of a broken heart. The funerals were small, as his father and mother had wanted. It was just himself and a few close friends.
It wasn't long after their deaths that the letter arrived. Having nothing left in his hometown, Tino picked up his material possessions, gave up his old house to a friend who was looking for a place to stay, then moving along with the fluffy white dog he'd bought to the house described within the letter. Upon arrival, Tino immediately felt out of place, having come from a lower-middle-class background. Feeling bad about staying here for free and not even knowing the owner of the house, tried to get a job. No one was hiring though, so he settled on being content there for now...Unaware of the soon-to-be murders within. From time to time, he leaves Circletown via bus to visit his parents' graves, but other than that, the Finn mostly wanders around, trying to make friends. His biggest concerns at the moment are looking into school and possibly settling down someplace, for good.
RP Sample:
{Taken from where I'm Barmaid!Tino~}
{Purro = porridge, voisilmä= butter}
{Taken from where I'm Barmaid!Tino~}
'I could help out you know, around the bar I mean.'
When Tino heard Peter’s offer, he frowned a little. “I know you can sweetie, but…it’s open way too late for a boy your age to be up. Maybe when you’re a little older.” The classical parenting line. As he finished the next dish and placed it aside, he once again listened to the little blonde speak.'This is really good Mama Tino, you're the best chef ever.' His pale cheeks flushed darker pink and he smiled softly, starting the next breakfast. “Aw Peter, thank you…I just do my best.” He liked it when his cooking was praised, he really did. It made him feel important. Especially since Peter was technically royalty, he’d probably eaten much better food. Then came the next question.
'Hey Mama Tino, do you think maybe Uncle Nikolai will wanna take me out exploring today?'
Ah, exploring. The boy certainly did like to do that. Gnawing on his lip, he wondered how to answer. “Oh…hmm! If he doesn’t, then I’ll take you. It can be just you and me.” That wouldn’t be too hard to do, the bar opened at night after all. The rest could do some cleaning, it wouldn’t kill them. Besides which, truthfully…he would have liked to spend some time with his adopted child. Going outside would be great as well, he didn’t get enough sunlight as-is. There was a little bit of a safety issue with that, but Tino would take his revolver. He didn’t go anywhere without it these days. Then he started to think about his snowboots, where had they gone? Perhaps under the bed, or in the closet…
The last of the breakfast dishes were done, so Tino started to make his own. *Puuro with a little patch of *voisilmä, some strawberry jam to top it off. It was a simple enough meal, but sweet enough to suit the Finn’s tastes. He did have a sweet tooth after all. Then he started to make himself some coffee to go with it, making sure to add some sweetener to that too. Once his breakfast was done he sat at the table and let out a little breath before eating it all carefully, making sure not to drip any. In no time it was gone and he took both his own and Peter’s dishes, washing them before returning them to their place. “Where did you wanna go exploring, Peter?” He asked and dried his hands on his apron before hanging it back up, turning to look at the boy and grabbing his coffee mug off the table and taking a sip, awaiting the little blonde’s answer.
{Purro = porridge, voisilmä= butter}
OOC Info[/u]
Name: Mai~ ouo
Email: SpikeyKeybladeWielder@hotmail.com
Messenger, etc. SpikeyKeybladeWielder@hotmail.com That iiiis my MSN. XD
Along with that, my dA is BloodyCrimson-Rose and if you really, reaaaally need to reach me, my Gmail is XxLazyNinjaxX@gmail.com. o3o And my Skype is NotTheWife. |D