Ralof Stomreich//District 10
Dec 27, 2011 7:14:14 GMT -5
Post by Mr. Byrds ☮ on Dec 27, 2011 7:14:14 GMT -5
Name: Ralof Rikke Stormreich -Alias: Ralof Red-Manes
Age: (November 17th) 16 Years Old
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 10
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Age: (November 17th) 16 Years Old
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 10
Appearance:
Personality:
--Physical Description:
-Height: 5'8''ft
-Weight: 143lbs
-Eye color: Midnight blue.
-Hair color: Bright Scarlet Red
A truly handsome man indeed. His face is heart shaped with a small and pointed chin. He has a high jaw line, as he does cheek bones, with a thin and straight edged Roman nose. His mouth is small with thin, pale lips that are an orange shade of pink. His eyes are large with thin lashes. His eyebrows are thin as well, being a bit too long proportionately, but arch perfectly above his eyes.
His body has a slender hourglass figure. His waist small, with rather large, child baring hips. His chest is slender as well, but not to the point to have a negative effect on his movement ability. His arms are lightly muscular, are tattooed with various inscriptions, but thin and kind of long, his legs are the same. His torso is long as well, filled with decent tattoos as well. All in all, he has a powerful, agile, and durable sprinters body.
--Clothing:
WHITE BOLERO
He wears high waited denim leggings, with a white bolero over the top. The bolero is long at the back and tail coated, lined on the inside with white fabric and trimmed with crimson embroidery around the bottom. The leather jacket is high-collared and fastened across the neck with a strip of iron-lined black fabric. The long sleeves are puffed at the top of the arms slightly, and taper onwards towards large sleek cuffs, trimmed in iron and fastened with cuff links.
He commonly wears a large set of maroon aviators.
Ralof doesn’t really fall into either the ‘quiet and reserved’ category or ‘loud and obnoxious’. The latter he can be at times, as well as stubborn though not quite impulsive. He doesn’t speak just for the sake of hearing himself talk, and he despite his size he knows how to command the attention of a group.History:
Even as a child, se showed the signs of a dominant, leader type personality. Ralof was never very indecisive either—he knew what he wanted, and when it came to decisions his first instinct was usually what he went with. He prefers to be the one giving the orders, but he can listen if he absolutely must. Ralof is also quite opinionated.
One thing that growing up with a former peacekeeper for a father and three older brothers was that displays of emotion like crying were a sign of weakness, and were not encouraged; to this day he tends to hide behind a so far unbreakable façade of calm and cool. Worrying was also never a big thing with Ralof—he believed that everything would come with time and that it was a waste of energy to concern himself with something that was probably out of his hands anyway.
His sense of humor is somewhat dry and warped, but he’s the type who has a witty response to everything. Sarcasm is a favorite tool of his, and he tends to use much exaggerated hand movement and facial expression. While maybe not the most friendly of people, he certainly isn’t shy either, and doesn’t have to much of a problem dealing with ‘strangers’. Despite of this, he does scare pretty easy.
Ralof is good under pressure, only because he detaches himself from the reality of situations, which in turn makes him reckless.
The Vigilante.Codeword: odair
“When you find peace within yourself, you become the kind of person who can live at peace with others.”
The youngest child and only daughter of a former Hyrylä (A peacekeeper turned sour) poilet and grade school teacher, Ralof was anything but spoiled… Maybe he got away with a bit more than his brothers did, but given their parents, no nonsense was tolerated in the Stormreich household.
Though he had always been on the small side, when you’re growing up with three older brothers, you’ve gotta learn to toughen up. Wrestling matches, flying objects, and bruises were never very uncommon. Reindeer hunting was quite popular in their family as well, with all children learning to handle a hunting bow at a young age. Though it was originally intended by Severi to be a father/sons bonding sort of thing, Ralof also enjoyed it.
The beginning of his life and into his elementary school years went by pretty normally. A slightly above average student in all subjects except math, his first career choice as a child was actually a musician. Music was something very important in Finnish education, which was all the better for Ralof. The interesting thing was though, that while most little boys would want to be heros and such, Ralof had developed a liking for his older brother’s hermonica, much to their father’s displeasure. He also got into the sport of Epee fencing, and continued with it through school.
As he got older though, he dropped his career ideas (though not his love for music) and really didn’t have an idea of what he wanted to do with his life by the time he finished school early.
And that’s were things got tougher. On top of all the change, the extra work and such, there was the stress of her parents deteriorating marriage. Halfway through the second semester, his mother filed for divorce and ran away with some Capitol banker, and basically disappeared from her former families lives…. For a while.
This event is probably what triggered emotional detachment disorder in Ralof—so many people trying to be nice to him, try and be sympathetic, where he just didn’t want to deal with the situation anymore. Because of that.
After that point, Ralof’s grades started dropping, he started to spend more time with his friends then his family, foreshadowing the onset of his ‘rebellious teenager’ phase. Sixth and Seventh grade didn’t go to well. By eighth grade, he realized (or rather, his father had demanded) that he needed to shape up if he wanted to get anywhere. And he did.
By highschool, he had an idea of what he wanted now. All three of here brothers had gone into the service farming—Stern, serious Teemu joining the Helsinki Trade Jaegers, Markku a costal jaeger, and Jykri, the clown of the family, a Pära Jeager (Potato Planter). So, it didn’t come as much of a surprise when Ralof decided to apply for the Rapid Agriculture Deployment Service, a group separate from the Planters and centered on discovering new ways to improve their work.
After early graduation, he left Helsinki to head off and train, to learn the ways of discovery. And it was that Christmas (The Stormreich family were raised Roman Catholics, a minority religion at thew time), that mommy dearest showed back up, with her new hubby and daughter Astra. Jykri was the only one who seemed particularly happy to see their mother again. The other three Stormreich siblings harbored a grudge against her for what she did, and had no desire to meet their little step sister or her father.
The next few years went by without any major event. Ralof completed basic academy, then went on to NCO eduction. Though he may be more lacking in stamina and brute strength than many bully thugs, Ralof’s forte was with weapons and strategy, as well as leadership skill. Soon after, he decided to apply for the Erikoisjääkäripataljoona and hopefully become an SF Jaeger (Planter Overseer). Despite his size disadvantage, ever determined Ralof, did mange to scrape through—maybe he didn’t do as well as some of the other applicants, but he did it. Then it was off to Utti to train with the Utti Jaeger academy, much like his brother Jykri—All field workers, Jeagers and Pära Jeagers were trained at Utti, among other professions.
While with the FRDF's, Ralof spent four weeks in graveyard duty-- an experience that totally changed him. Upon her return, he enlisted with the FDF Discovery Project. a means of finding new ways to improve living.
That event was fairly shortlived, as the new family left shortly before the holidays ended to head back home—Veera did continue to write and call in an attempt to reestablish a relationship with her estranged children, but that didn’t go over to well either.
Family: Jykri Stormreich (youngest older brother), Markku Stormreich (Middle brother), Teemu Stormreich (Oldest of the Stormreich siblings), Severi Stormreich (father), Veera Rautaparta-StormreichLøkken (Mother), Astra Løkken (Younger half-sister), Tarja Jacksen-Stormreich (Teemu’s wife), Carita Oksanen (Markku’s fiancée), along with: 5 Aunts, 7 Uncles, 21 cousins, 2 nieces, and a step sister.
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RP Sample:
Ralof hung her head and looked at her broken comtac he salvaged. Just freaking peachy.
The right ear portion of the ancient headset was hanging like a dead fish by the few wires that were still connected.
Earlier that morning, his group had been attacked by a small group of older boys. One grabbed hold of the comtac, and it broke when Ralof wrenched hishead away.
Ralof glanced around nervously. He had very little clue where he was, or where the rest of his group had gone. He wanted to go home. Back to Stormreich Home, back to Helsinki, back where there weren't Hunger Games and Tapio-knows-what-else running around.
He almost jumped at the sound of screams-- at least he wasn't alone. He didn't think it was any of his comrades, being that they would be quiet like himself, but at least there was life. He just had to hope whoever it was was friendly. Silently, he made his way around the outside of the shack to the main door, and looked in.
There was a man, holding a shiv of some sort, and one of the thugs on the ground. Ralof couldn't tell if it was dead or not from his angle. Still shaking, he pushed the door open as quietly as possible and stepped inside, his heavy work boots making a slight squeak on the slick cracked linoleum floors.