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Personal Info:
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Name: Leif Axelsson
Nickname: N/A
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species: Human
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
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Appearance:
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Height: 5'10
Skin/Fur/Scales, Etc.: Light skin
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Blonde. Normally messy
Looks: Leif normally wears a white, long sleeved button up shirt and covers it with a black vest and a black bowtie for decoration. He sometimes wears black gloves when he doesn’t want his hands to get dirty. He has messy blonde hair that he slightly combs every morning, but doesn’t keep it groomed throughout the day. Leif wears black slacks. He has a black belt to “keep them up”, but he only wears it for looks. He has black socks and black and white plimsolls (kinda like Converse).
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Specialties
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Strengths/skills: Leif is incredibly good at seducing women and men alike. He is better at getting women to like him, even though he’s only interested in men. He’s pretty good at matching clothing (he’s really into fashion).
Weaknesses/Flaws: He’s incredibly arrogant. He’s constantly looking at himself in mirrors and windows, making sure that his hair is just the right level of messiness, and that his bowtie is always on straight.
Special Abilities: Leif can create small rips in the fabric of space to transport small objects (less than a cubic yard in volume) from place to place. However, it only works if the distance is short range (about 3 yards).
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Personality:
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Personality: Leif loves to talk about himself. That’s mostly what he does if he’s not spending time looking at clothes, even though he wears pretty much the same thing every day. He is very extroverted and never likes to be alone or in a quiet room. Leif is very friendly, and is always trying to get to know more people, whom he often forgets if they don’t keep in contact with him. He is very oblivious to things that go on around him and very much fits the stereotype of a “dumb blonde”. He never watches where he is going (on purpose) so that he can bump into people and get to meet them, even if they might be mad from being bumped into. He loves a good love scene in a movie and is very much a romantic.
Likes/Hobbies: He loves to talk to people and is very outgoing, even though it gets him into all sorts of trouble. Leif enjoys taking walks with his friends through different parts of towns, window shopping for clothes. He likes fashion (of course), and loves to have his friends try on clothes that he thinks won’t look good on him.
Dislikes: Leif hates grungy clothes. It makes him want to bring attention to the awful clothes and tell everyone how bad they look. He also dislikes an untidy living space and will always try to keep it as clean as possible. He doesn’t like it when other people hit on him, no matter what gender. He always wants to be the one to initiate the conversation. One of his biggest dislikes is last season’s fashion. If he sees someone wearing clothes from over 2 months ago, he has a complete fit and breaks down.
Fears: Leif fears being left alone for the rest of his life, as he needs to be around other people to function properly. He’s also pretty afraid of bugs, as he finds them really disgusting and dirty.
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Family:
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Parents:
Mother(deceased): Tindra Parmesdottir
Father: Axel Holtisson
Mate: Not yet ;)
Offspring: N/A
Relative: N/A
Brothers/sisters: N/A
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History: Not much is known about his past, but it’ll probably come up at a later point.
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RP paragraph:
The sun was beginning to set, and Leif was on his way back to his apartment near the middle of the city. He had just gotten off of work at The Broken Butcher, the tavern that he was the barkeeper at, and was making his way down Terrace Street when his eye caught a man across the narrow street wearing old tattered clothes that he had probably found in a dumpster somewhere. Glaring at the man, Leif looked for something nearby that he could try and hit the man with for wearing something so awful. He looked up at the balconies up above and spotted a plant in a clay pot. Perfect, he thought as he began to concentrate on opening a rift below the pot and above the man. The pot fell through the portal and shattered when it hit the poorly dressed man’s head, sending shards flying everywhere. Leif, without another thought, kept walking on his merry way, producing a slightly disturbing smile on his face as he made his way home.
Personal Info:
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Name: Leif Axelsson
Nickname: N/A
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Species: Human
Alignment: Chaotic neutral
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Appearance:
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Height: 5'10
Skin/Fur/Scales, Etc.: Light skin
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Blonde. Normally messy
Looks: Leif normally wears a white, long sleeved button up shirt and covers it with a black vest and a black bowtie for decoration. He sometimes wears black gloves when he doesn’t want his hands to get dirty. He has messy blonde hair that he slightly combs every morning, but doesn’t keep it groomed throughout the day. Leif wears black slacks. He has a black belt to “keep them up”, but he only wears it for looks. He has black socks and black and white plimsolls (kinda like Converse).
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Specialties
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Strengths/skills: Leif is incredibly good at seducing women and men alike. He is better at getting women to like him, even though he’s only interested in men. He’s pretty good at matching clothing (he’s really into fashion).
Weaknesses/Flaws: He’s incredibly arrogant. He’s constantly looking at himself in mirrors and windows, making sure that his hair is just the right level of messiness, and that his bowtie is always on straight.
Special Abilities: Leif can create small rips in the fabric of space to transport small objects (less than a cubic yard in volume) from place to place. However, it only works if the distance is short range (about 3 yards).
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Personality:
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Personality: Leif loves to talk about himself. That’s mostly what he does if he’s not spending time looking at clothes, even though he wears pretty much the same thing every day. He is very extroverted and never likes to be alone or in a quiet room. Leif is very friendly, and is always trying to get to know more people, whom he often forgets if they don’t keep in contact with him. He is very oblivious to things that go on around him and very much fits the stereotype of a “dumb blonde”. He never watches where he is going (on purpose) so that he can bump into people and get to meet them, even if they might be mad from being bumped into. He loves a good love scene in a movie and is very much a romantic.
Likes/Hobbies: He loves to talk to people and is very outgoing, even though it gets him into all sorts of trouble. Leif enjoys taking walks with his friends through different parts of towns, window shopping for clothes. He likes fashion (of course), and loves to have his friends try on clothes that he thinks won’t look good on him.
Dislikes: Leif hates grungy clothes. It makes him want to bring attention to the awful clothes and tell everyone how bad they look. He also dislikes an untidy living space and will always try to keep it as clean as possible. He doesn’t like it when other people hit on him, no matter what gender. He always wants to be the one to initiate the conversation. One of his biggest dislikes is last season’s fashion. If he sees someone wearing clothes from over 2 months ago, he has a complete fit and breaks down.
Fears: Leif fears being left alone for the rest of his life, as he needs to be around other people to function properly. He’s also pretty afraid of bugs, as he finds them really disgusting and dirty.
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Family:
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Parents:
Mother(deceased): Tindra Parmesdottir
Father: Axel Holtisson
Mate: Not yet ;)
Offspring: N/A
Relative: N/A
Brothers/sisters: N/A
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History: Not much is known about his past, but it’ll probably come up at a later point.
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RP paragraph:
The sun was beginning to set, and Leif was on his way back to his apartment near the middle of the city. He had just gotten off of work at The Broken Butcher, the tavern that he was the barkeeper at, and was making his way down Terrace Street when his eye caught a man across the narrow street wearing old tattered clothes that he had probably found in a dumpster somewhere. Glaring at the man, Leif looked for something nearby that he could try and hit the man with for wearing something so awful. He looked up at the balconies up above and spotted a plant in a clay pot. Perfect, he thought as he began to concentrate on opening a rift below the pot and above the man. The pot fell through the portal and shattered when it hit the poorly dressed man’s head, sending shards flying everywhere. Leif, without another thought, kept walking on his merry way, producing a slightly disturbing smile on his face as he made his way home.
