Post by Ulrika on Oct 30, 2011 16:19:33 GMT -5
NAME: Ulrika Weostan
ALIAS: Ulrika Weostan the Swift
AGE: 13
GENDER: Female
STANDING: Berk Viking-in-Training
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
LIKES:
DISLIKES:
STRENGTHS:
WEAKNESSES:
FEARS:
AMBITIONS:
SECRETS:
PERSONALITY: Ulrika has quite a carefree personality, probably due to very relaxed parents. She often explores the world by herself when she's not training to be a fully-fledged Viking. She is a very easily influenced child, and looks up to everyone as a potential role model. She tends to daydream when she's bored, so sometimes she can appear aloof. She likes to talk to people and find out what they do and how they tamed their dragons if they have one. Because she is easily influenced, she will easily believe anything that anyone says, even if two different and conflicting views are told. Sometimes, even her attitude will be reflected, for example, someone she's talking to or a close friend is angry, she will also mimic the anger subconsciously, even though she isn't angry at all. If she is being taunted or treated badly, Ulrika will not hesitate to retort fiercely, defending her pride, family, or whatever the subject is at the time. Because of this, she can be an incredibly loyal friend.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Like most people of her Nordic origins, Ulrika has long blonde hair, often tied back in a pony tail. She has an athletic build and is quite strong. She tends to wear skirts made out of animal hides, with leggings underneath. She has knee-length, fur-lined boots with lots of buckles running down the side. Her shoulders are kept bare, wanting to show off tattoos in the future. Her top is made out of wool and wears furry arm warmers, also made out of hides. All the hides she caught herself, so she takes pride in her clothing.
HISTORY: For a Viking kid, Ulrika is pretty much average. Being brought up around Vikings, she had obviously inherited the classic traits - a passion for weapons, fighting, and of course, a huge interest in dragons. After a while her aloofness caused a rift between her and the other Viking children, she slowly began to distance herself from the others. Growing up, she would often train by herself, occasionally sparring with the others, and surprisingly quite good. During times of solitude she was able to marvel at nature and her surroundings, and became attached to it. From this has grown a constant urge of curiosity and desire to explore.
Her parents, who focused more of their attention towards her older and favoured sister, Caedence, never paid much attention nor concern for Ulrika's whereabouts - as long as she still came home every night.
Now thirteen, and training to become a fully fledged Viking, it has become her task to find and tame a dragon to be accepted as a true Hairy Hooligan Viking. Still new to life, not much drama has occurred yet - this will most probably happen when she hits puberty, and she begins to feel and act in a way she will never have done before.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:Parents, Cadence Weostan (older sister)
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Bow and Arrows; Short sword.
DRAGON NAME:N/A
DRAGON TYPE:N/A
DRAGON PERSONALITY:N/A
DRAGON TECHNIQUES: N/A
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: *********
OOC NAME TO CALL YOU BY:Redkitebait
YEARS OF RP EXPERIENCE: Don't count.
RP EXAMPLE OF THE CHARACTER YOU'RE APPLYING FOR:
Ulrika was frolicking around the dragon training arena. It had been a good training session today - no dragons didn't get tempted to chew her legs off this time. Sitting on the edge of a cliff, she kicked her legs freely over the edge, a huge height between her and the jagged rocks and roaring waves below.
Basking in the sun, a rustle could be heard behind her. Tilting her head back further, she watched with intrigue as a green and yellow Terrible Terror suddenly fell out of the brush, as seen in the upside-down vision. Rolling onto her front and bringing a hand forwards, she coaxed the little dragon to come closer.
"What's your name?" Ulrika asked. The little beast paused, watching the human, before snorting and flying away. The girl pouted, her face planting into the mud. Why did dragons not like her? The other children had no problem finding and taming dragons, and Ulrika couldn't even get the more social dragons to be friendly.
She watched as one of the other fellow trainees left the area, an orange Deadly Nadder chick trotting playfully at his heels. He had stopped, seeing that Ulrika had once again failed miserably. He gave a laugh, which the little dragon beside him mimicked. "Wow, you can't even get a Terrible Terror to come close! How bad are you! I bet you'll get banished by next week!"
Ulrika scowled and marched right up to him. "You're just scared because I might get a better dragon than you! You fail anyway, because you didn't tame this dragon, you raised it from the egg! It's cheating!" She smirked, an idea flashing in her mind. "'Sides, it'll probably take years before you could even ride that thing!" She motioned a hand to the googly-eyed dragon chick. Whilst he was distracted looking at his dragon, she slapped his face and made a run for it, scampering up a rocky pillar to it's normally inaccessible summit.
Once at the top, she stuck his tongue at him. Her fingertips were bruised and bloodied from the long climb, but it was completely worth it.
ALIAS: Ulrika Weostan the Swift
AGE: 13
GENDER: Female
STANDING: Berk Viking-in-Training
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
LIKES:
- Dragons
- Exploring
- Meeting people
- Learning
- Flying, swimming, running...
- Hunting
- Playfighting
- Getting bruises or small cuts... no pain, no gain, right?
- Daydreaming
- Remote places
DISLIKES:
- When dragons don't want to be tamed
- Nasty people and people who boast
- People bettering her
- Failing at her attempts to do something
- Getting burnt
- Getting stuck inside and not being able to do anything
- Staying put and being told what to do
STRENGTHS:
- Skilled hunter, with light weapons and bow and arrows
- Cool-headed, this 10 year old is able to kill animals without fuss
- Strong, she can lift objects that appear too heavy for her (she's obviously not as strong as adult vikings, though)
- Ulrika is athletic, so she is quite agile. She is able to climb steep cliff faces with ease and speed. No obstacle is too great for her.
WEAKNESSES:
- She doesn't think straight when tired out.
- She's not very good at taming dragons, usually offending them by accident or not doing the right thing.
- She can be a daydreamer sometimes, leaving her not listening to what people are saying or being late for things.
- She's very naive and gullible, which means she is very easily influenced by her peers, being the age that she is.
- She'll do absolutely anything for people she admires.
FEARS:
- Falling from a great height.
- Being unable to use her limbs properly, as in being paralysed, losing a limb, or worse.
- Never being able to tame a dragon, thus getting left behind by her peers.
- Banishment or exile due to being incapable of getting a dragon interested in her.
AMBITIONS:
- Hopes to one day find and tame a dragon.
- Learn Dragonese
- Maybe one day become a great Viking hero (Role Models: Nearly everyone)
- Prove to the other Viking-in-Trainings that she is a remarkable individual
- Explore other lands aside Berk
- To get tattooed on both shoulders
SECRETS:
- Like most kiddies, Ulrika has a ridiculous crush on someone way out of her league - Pickle Manface
- She doesn't like people to know she has a placeholder for a dragon, a pet rock named Mouldy.
PERSONALITY: Ulrika has quite a carefree personality, probably due to very relaxed parents. She often explores the world by herself when she's not training to be a fully-fledged Viking. She is a very easily influenced child, and looks up to everyone as a potential role model. She tends to daydream when she's bored, so sometimes she can appear aloof. She likes to talk to people and find out what they do and how they tamed their dragons if they have one. Because she is easily influenced, she will easily believe anything that anyone says, even if two different and conflicting views are told. Sometimes, even her attitude will be reflected, for example, someone she's talking to or a close friend is angry, she will also mimic the anger subconsciously, even though she isn't angry at all. If she is being taunted or treated badly, Ulrika will not hesitate to retort fiercely, defending her pride, family, or whatever the subject is at the time. Because of this, she can be an incredibly loyal friend.
OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Like most people of her Nordic origins, Ulrika has long blonde hair, often tied back in a pony tail. She has an athletic build and is quite strong. She tends to wear skirts made out of animal hides, with leggings underneath. She has knee-length, fur-lined boots with lots of buckles running down the side. Her shoulders are kept bare, wanting to show off tattoos in the future. Her top is made out of wool and wears furry arm warmers, also made out of hides. All the hides she caught herself, so she takes pride in her clothing.
HISTORY: For a Viking kid, Ulrika is pretty much average. Being brought up around Vikings, she had obviously inherited the classic traits - a passion for weapons, fighting, and of course, a huge interest in dragons. After a while her aloofness caused a rift between her and the other Viking children, she slowly began to distance herself from the others. Growing up, she would often train by herself, occasionally sparring with the others, and surprisingly quite good. During times of solitude she was able to marvel at nature and her surroundings, and became attached to it. From this has grown a constant urge of curiosity and desire to explore.
Her parents, who focused more of their attention towards her older and favoured sister, Caedence, never paid much attention nor concern for Ulrika's whereabouts - as long as she still came home every night.
Now thirteen, and training to become a fully fledged Viking, it has become her task to find and tame a dragon to be accepted as a true Hairy Hooligan Viking. Still new to life, not much drama has occurred yet - this will most probably happen when she hits puberty, and she begins to feel and act in a way she will never have done before.
PARENTS, FRIENDS, OTHER FAMILY:Parents, Cadence Weostan (older sister)
WEAPON OF CHOICE: Bow and Arrows; Short sword.
DRAGON NAME:N/A
DRAGON TYPE:N/A
DRAGON PERSONALITY:N/A
DRAGON TECHNIQUES: N/A
KEYWORD HIDDEN IN RULES: *********
OOC NAME TO CALL YOU BY:Redkitebait
YEARS OF RP EXPERIENCE: Don't count.
RP EXAMPLE OF THE CHARACTER YOU'RE APPLYING FOR:
Ulrika was frolicking around the dragon training arena. It had been a good training session today - no dragons didn't get tempted to chew her legs off this time. Sitting on the edge of a cliff, she kicked her legs freely over the edge, a huge height between her and the jagged rocks and roaring waves below.
Basking in the sun, a rustle could be heard behind her. Tilting her head back further, she watched with intrigue as a green and yellow Terrible Terror suddenly fell out of the brush, as seen in the upside-down vision. Rolling onto her front and bringing a hand forwards, she coaxed the little dragon to come closer.
"What's your name?" Ulrika asked. The little beast paused, watching the human, before snorting and flying away. The girl pouted, her face planting into the mud. Why did dragons not like her? The other children had no problem finding and taming dragons, and Ulrika couldn't even get the more social dragons to be friendly.
She watched as one of the other fellow trainees left the area, an orange Deadly Nadder chick trotting playfully at his heels. He had stopped, seeing that Ulrika had once again failed miserably. He gave a laugh, which the little dragon beside him mimicked. "Wow, you can't even get a Terrible Terror to come close! How bad are you! I bet you'll get banished by next week!"
Ulrika scowled and marched right up to him. "You're just scared because I might get a better dragon than you! You fail anyway, because you didn't tame this dragon, you raised it from the egg! It's cheating!" She smirked, an idea flashing in her mind. "'Sides, it'll probably take years before you could even ride that thing!" She motioned a hand to the googly-eyed dragon chick. Whilst he was distracted looking at his dragon, she slapped his face and made a run for it, scampering up a rocky pillar to it's normally inaccessible summit.
Once at the top, she stuck his tongue at him. Her fingertips were bruised and bloodied from the long climb, but it was completely worth it.
