Post by Lars Van Dyke on Nov 13, 2011 6:17:16 GMT -5
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Character Name: Lars Percival Van Dyke
Nationality: Dutch
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 30, 1986
Age: Twenty-Five.
Education:
Zealand East Elementary School -- Age Four to Six.
General Highschool in Flevoland -- Age Twelve -- Here, Lars took a test that determined what prepatory school he ended up in, and of course, landing in one of the highest.
VMBO -- Age Thirteen to Seventeen -- Lars did fairly well in school, excelling in Mathematics and Sciences, which a score of 9. The only thing stopping him from a perfect ten was his occasional skipping and fumbling over his English courses. The Netherlands is graded from 1 to 10 unlike American schools from A to F, so Lars technically had ... an A- average.
University of Madrid -- Age Nineteen to Twenty-two ((Class of '10 )) -- Lars attended the University of Madrid at the age of nineteen, wanting to explore somewhere new after being so secluded in Flevoland, with the goal of a Bachelor's in Mathematical Engineering. After three years, however, he dropped out due to harrassment and his then boyfriend, Antonio. On top of that, he had always wanted to pursue a career in Art & Design, his true calling in his opinion .
Occupation: Free Form Painter / Model
Family:
Mother -- Anne Van Dyke
Father -- Viktor Percival Van Dyke
Brother -- Sven De Ryuter
Hometown: Flevoland, Holland.
Starting Town: "Indie London" Amsterdam, Netherlands
Brief History:
Lars is the product of Dutch parents, Viktor and Ana Van Dyke, in a rural area of Flevoland, Holland. He has never ventured outside of the vicitnity of the town, only going outside to run small arronds, do chores, or play futbol with his friends.
The tiny Dutch boy often found solace in the simpler things, such as windmills, tulips, history, and contemporary art. At the age of three, he began drawing all of the things around him, which included the tulip field, the sky, rabbits, buildings, people, and anything that hopped up in his imagination; especially inspired by American Sci-Fi movies, animation, and Dutch Painter Van Gogh.
Lars was incredibly close to his mother. While, his father was a working man and provided for his family when need be, he never had the connection with him that he had with Ana. They would always play together, tend to the gardens and run around in the tulip field; prepare many sweets and buy him chocolate when he wanted. She'd compliment his art, no matter how crudely drawn it was. However, because Ana was paying so much attention to Lars, Viktor felt alienated in his own sense. Feeling distant from his wife ever since the Dutch boy came into their lives, a bit disheartened, since the child was supposed to bring the spouses closer, was it not ?
When Lars was five, her mother and father were finally divorcing due to Viktor's infidelity, having an elicit affair with a (( Belgian, Luxembourg, or Straight up Dutch, up to you, Svenners C: )) prostitute. Even though Viktor begged her forgiveness, Ana refused, kicking him out of the house at early hours in the morning while Lars spectated through the creak of his bedroom door.
Since Viktor was gone, Ana scored a job as a pastry chef in a local dinery in Flevoland. Since Lars was so young, she often had a neighbor watch him when he returned from school.
His mom worked long hours, still finding enough time to be as jubulant with the growing Dutch boy as if nothing had changed.
On his way home from school, however, still but a five-year old, Lars entered his home only to find that his father had broken in. With a knife in his hand, he blamed Lars for tearing up their marriage to bits, not before grabbing him by the collar and slicing a knife clean across his forehead.
He left him there, only to have the babysitter find him, immidiately calling the police and rushing Lars to the hospital, all while searching for Viktor, only to find out he shot himself not too long after the event ...
(( Aka, Viktor is fucked up. ))
Lars recovered, but always has the lasting scar on his forehead; he also occupied his time away from school while in recovery, with the same tasks such as drawing, video games, gardening, but ... mostly focusing on drawing.
The ash blone often battled his depression and nightmares with food, art and drugs. It was accessible, it was tangible, and it was outright delicious. Lars gained a lot of weight, thus plummeting his self esteem due to bullying in his elementary school, and don't dare ask about has Bat Mitzvah pictures. At the age of fourteen, Lars began using, thus losing all of the weight he gained and breezing through highschool and VMBD. Slowly but surely, Lars' array of drugs turned more and more ... colorful, as time progressed.
At the age of eighteen, Lars needed a change of scenery, and so he moved to Madrid to study abroad, where he met Antonio Hernandez Carriedo. They began dating, but had to keep their relationship a secret due to ... lots of Catholicism, yes.
After it was exposed, the pair was subject to a lot of harrassment and threats, after a physical assault, Lars decided to leave the school and took Antonio with him, where they started a new life in Amsterdam.
Lars then figured out his true calling, and that was art. Introducing his portfolio to several curators, the Dutchman had finally made it big as a painter in Amsterdam. Due to his handsome face, his controversial paintings (( That range from his drug enduced visions, to naked, underaged woman, to violence )), Lars had exactly what the art world was looking for.
Perfection.
Personality:
Lars can be very cold, calculating and a bit ruthless in the perspective of a rather shady lifestyle. He thinks nothing of experimenting with different drugs, and just as particularly, thinks nothing of engaging in rather 'suggestive' acts with those who look, or who are very well underaged. The Dutchman can be very uncaring to many situations around him, lest his interest is peaked, which only occurs if it involves him directly.
He has a very shady, and rugged lifestyle; which include, drug addictions, violence, abandonment, and misguided anger.
However, despite his all of this, Lars' personality can be a complete one-eighty in the sense that he can have a lazy, carefree nature and contagious demure. He's neat and prefers quiet, cleanly places; small animals such as rabbits and painting in his spare time. He finds solace and serenity in very simple things, such as tulips, windmills, and art.
Appearance:
Lars is 6'5 in height and weighs about 220lbs. The dutchman has a sharp face, and dull, hazel eyes that almost mimic gold. He has creamy, porcelain skin, minus the indent of a small scar in his forehead. He has short, ash blonde hair that is shaved on the sides and he often spikes up. The dutchman is tall, lean and muscular with broad shoulders. He is often seen with a brown army-esque coat with a scarf decorated in blue and lilac stripes. If he is not smoking a cigarette he is seen with a pipe in his mouth.
Fashion Style:
Lars is not very fashion saavy, usually picking up what's inexpensive and what fits. Though he has some form of guidance from TV shows, romantice novels, and his fashionista of a brother, Lars will always dress as simply as possible. Such as, he will put on a simple V-Neck shirt, some jeans, and tuck them into black boots. No matter what he is wearing though, is always adorned by his trademark scarf, given to him by his grandmother.
Goals:
Lars' original intentions were to major in Mathematics or Sciences in order for a high paying job, namely to support his family and putting his natural abilities at Math to good use.
The Dutchman has been drawing all of his life, and was the only thing that brought him any solace or happiness. Van Gogh being his inspiration, because ... he seems to be the only artist in history who seems to be just as fucked up as he is, who loved art, and is a Dutchman. Lars created a portfolio of many scrapped paintings, and sketches. He only wishes for his art to be recognized.
Secret: Lars has a secret lolicon fetish he does not inform anybody about, for the sheer fact he knows he will be ridiculed for it.
Lars' is very in love with American video games and movies. He loves Star Wars, and LOTR. His old room he had when he was a kid in Flevoland is filled to the brim with DVDs, figurines, and a poster of Han Solo, his very first gay crush. Not having the heart to throw away his childhood, the Dutchman merely locked said room.
Other:
[o] Lars is Jewish, and his scarf was a gift given to him by his grandmother, whom was a Holocaust survivor.
[o]Lars was mega fat from age 10-13.
[o]Lars lost his virginity at fifteen, and has been mega slut before meeting Antonio.
RP Sample:
Lars allowed a beautiful Spaniard to cup his bruised cheeks, never being so sure of anything else in his life. He felt the warmth of the Spaniard's soft hands passing over his skin effortlessly add warmth to his cold interior. It pained him to see Antonio cry over him so much... especially for a situation that could have been easily avoided. Lars and Antonio were together ... they were together and they recieved worse than hell for it, just for the 'horrors' of two men, and the Dutchman definitely recieved the ... physical end of the torment.
He figured it was much better than Antonio bearing through it, this was certain. The Spaniard caught him in the middle of packing his bags, and he figured he had been patient, right ? Two years, of course.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"
He closed his eyes momentarily, bringing his own hands up to lightly cradle the Spaniard's wrist, thinking to himself for a split second before opening golden pools and fixing the enthralling gaze onto the Spaniard, absolute certainty pooling in his heart.
"Absolutely..."
He stood, motioning for the Spaniard to stand with him as they both reached their full heights, standing in the middle of their dorm.
Lars swallowed a lump of nervousness, but relief as well, bringing his hands down to instinctively wrap around the Spaniard's thin waist, possessively as he pressed their forheads together. A tiny, wedged scar connecting with the fringe of chocolate bangs, while light, motherly 'shh's kept escaping the Dutchman to calm Antonio down.
"Let's run away together.."
OOC
Name: Sushi
Age: Eighteen
Contact Info: Chat is the best contact !
Website: sushiprone.tumblr.com
Other: Uhm. Did. You. Know. You're. Putting. Spaces. In. Your. Head. because. I . Put. Periods ? > u >
Day and Night
The Lonely Stoner seems to Free his Mind at Night
He's all alone, through the Day and Night
The lonely loner seems to Free his mind at Night
At, At, At night
Day and Night
The Lonely Stoner seems to Free his Mind at Night
He's all alone, some things will never change
The lonely loner seems to Free his Mind at Night
At, At, At night
Character Name: Lars Percival Van Dyke
Nationality: Dutch
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 30, 1986
Age: Twenty-Five.
Education:
Zealand East Elementary School -- Age Four to Six.
General Highschool in Flevoland -- Age Twelve -- Here, Lars took a test that determined what prepatory school he ended up in, and of course, landing in one of the highest.
VMBO -- Age Thirteen to Seventeen -- Lars did fairly well in school, excelling in Mathematics and Sciences, which a score of 9. The only thing stopping him from a perfect ten was his occasional skipping and fumbling over his English courses. The Netherlands is graded from 1 to 10 unlike American schools from A to F, so Lars technically had ... an A- average.
University of Madrid -- Age Nineteen to Twenty-two ((Class of '10 )) -- Lars attended the University of Madrid at the age of nineteen, wanting to explore somewhere new after being so secluded in Flevoland, with the goal of a Bachelor's in Mathematical Engineering. After three years, however, he dropped out due to harrassment and his then boyfriend, Antonio. On top of that, he had always wanted to pursue a career in Art & Design, his true calling in his opinion .
Occupation: Free Form Painter / Model
Family:
Mother -- Anne Van Dyke
Father -- Viktor Percival Van Dyke
Brother -- Sven De Ryuter
Hometown: Flevoland, Holland.
Starting Town: "Indie London"
Brief History:
Lars is the product of Dutch parents, Viktor and Ana Van Dyke, in a rural area of Flevoland, Holland. He has never ventured outside of the vicitnity of the town, only going outside to run small arronds, do chores, or play futbol with his friends.
The tiny Dutch boy often found solace in the simpler things, such as windmills, tulips, history, and contemporary art. At the age of three, he began drawing all of the things around him, which included the tulip field, the sky, rabbits, buildings, people, and anything that hopped up in his imagination; especially inspired by American Sci-Fi movies, animation, and Dutch Painter Van Gogh.
Lars was incredibly close to his mother. While, his father was a working man and provided for his family when need be, he never had the connection with him that he had with Ana. They would always play together, tend to the gardens and run around in the tulip field; prepare many sweets and buy him chocolate when he wanted. She'd compliment his art, no matter how crudely drawn it was. However, because Ana was paying so much attention to Lars, Viktor felt alienated in his own sense. Feeling distant from his wife ever since the Dutch boy came into their lives, a bit disheartened, since the child was supposed to bring the spouses closer, was it not ?
When Lars was five, her mother and father were finally divorcing due to Viktor's infidelity, having an elicit affair with a (( Belgian, Luxembourg, or Straight up Dutch, up to you, Svenners C: )) prostitute. Even though Viktor begged her forgiveness, Ana refused, kicking him out of the house at early hours in the morning while Lars spectated through the creak of his bedroom door.
Since Viktor was gone, Ana scored a job as a pastry chef in a local dinery in Flevoland. Since Lars was so young, she often had a neighbor watch him when he returned from school.
His mom worked long hours, still finding enough time to be as jubulant with the growing Dutch boy as if nothing had changed.
On his way home from school, however, still but a five-year old, Lars entered his home only to find that his father had broken in. With a knife in his hand, he blamed Lars for tearing up their marriage to bits, not before grabbing him by the collar and slicing a knife clean across his forehead.
He left him there, only to have the babysitter find him, immidiately calling the police and rushing Lars to the hospital, all while searching for Viktor, only to find out he shot himself not too long after the event ...
(( Aka, Viktor is fucked up. ))
Lars recovered, but always has the lasting scar on his forehead; he also occupied his time away from school while in recovery, with the same tasks such as drawing, video games, gardening, but ... mostly focusing on drawing.
The ash blone often battled his depression and nightmares with food, art and drugs. It was accessible, it was tangible, and it was outright delicious. Lars gained a lot of weight, thus plummeting his self esteem due to bullying in his elementary school, and don't dare ask about has Bat Mitzvah pictures. At the age of fourteen, Lars began using, thus losing all of the weight he gained and breezing through highschool and VMBD. Slowly but surely, Lars' array of drugs turned more and more ... colorful, as time progressed.
At the age of eighteen, Lars needed a change of scenery, and so he moved to Madrid to study abroad, where he met Antonio Hernandez Carriedo. They began dating, but had to keep their relationship a secret due to ... lots of Catholicism, yes.
After it was exposed, the pair was subject to a lot of harrassment and threats, after a physical assault, Lars decided to leave the school and took Antonio with him, where they started a new life in Amsterdam.
Lars then figured out his true calling, and that was art. Introducing his portfolio to several curators, the Dutchman had finally made it big as a painter in Amsterdam. Due to his handsome face, his controversial paintings (( That range from his drug enduced visions, to naked, underaged woman, to violence )), Lars had exactly what the art world was looking for.
Perfection.
Personality:
Lars can be very cold, calculating and a bit ruthless in the perspective of a rather shady lifestyle. He thinks nothing of experimenting with different drugs, and just as particularly, thinks nothing of engaging in rather 'suggestive' acts with those who look, or who are very well underaged. The Dutchman can be very uncaring to many situations around him, lest his interest is peaked, which only occurs if it involves him directly.
He has a very shady, and rugged lifestyle; which include, drug addictions, violence, abandonment, and misguided anger.
However, despite his all of this, Lars' personality can be a complete one-eighty in the sense that he can have a lazy, carefree nature and contagious demure. He's neat and prefers quiet, cleanly places; small animals such as rabbits and painting in his spare time. He finds solace and serenity in very simple things, such as tulips, windmills, and art.
Appearance:
Lars is 6'5 in height and weighs about 220lbs. The dutchman has a sharp face, and dull, hazel eyes that almost mimic gold. He has creamy, porcelain skin, minus the indent of a small scar in his forehead. He has short, ash blonde hair that is shaved on the sides and he often spikes up. The dutchman is tall, lean and muscular with broad shoulders. He is often seen with a brown army-esque coat with a scarf decorated in blue and lilac stripes. If he is not smoking a cigarette he is seen with a pipe in his mouth.
Fashion Style:
Lars is not very fashion saavy, usually picking up what's inexpensive and what fits. Though he has some form of guidance from TV shows, romantice novels, and his fashionista of a brother, Lars will always dress as simply as possible. Such as, he will put on a simple V-Neck shirt, some jeans, and tuck them into black boots. No matter what he is wearing though, is always adorned by his trademark scarf, given to him by his grandmother.
Goals:
Lars' original intentions were to major in Mathematics or Sciences in order for a high paying job, namely to support his family and putting his natural abilities at Math to good use.
The Dutchman has been drawing all of his life, and was the only thing that brought him any solace or happiness. Van Gogh being his inspiration, because ... he seems to be the only artist in history who seems to be just as fucked up as he is, who loved art, and is a Dutchman. Lars created a portfolio of many scrapped paintings, and sketches. He only wishes for his art to be recognized.
Secret: Lars has a secret lolicon fetish he does not inform anybody about, for the sheer fact he knows he will be ridiculed for it.
Lars' is very in love with American video games and movies. He loves Star Wars, and LOTR. His old room he had when he was a kid in Flevoland is filled to the brim with DVDs, figurines, and a poster of Han Solo, his very first gay crush. Not having the heart to throw away his childhood, the Dutchman merely locked said room.
Other:
[o] Lars is Jewish, and his scarf was a gift given to him by his grandmother, whom was a Holocaust survivor.
[o]Lars was mega fat from age 10-13.
[o]Lars lost his virginity at fifteen, and has been mega slut before meeting Antonio.
RP Sample:
Lars allowed a beautiful Spaniard to cup his bruised cheeks, never being so sure of anything else in his life. He felt the warmth of the Spaniard's soft hands passing over his skin effortlessly add warmth to his cold interior. It pained him to see Antonio cry over him so much... especially for a situation that could have been easily avoided. Lars and Antonio were together ... they were together and they recieved worse than hell for it, just for the 'horrors' of two men, and the Dutchman definitely recieved the ... physical end of the torment.
He figured it was much better than Antonio bearing through it, this was certain. The Spaniard caught him in the middle of packing his bags, and he figured he had been patient, right ? Two years, of course.
"Are you sure this is what you want ?"
He closed his eyes momentarily, bringing his own hands up to lightly cradle the Spaniard's wrist, thinking to himself for a split second before opening golden pools and fixing the enthralling gaze onto the Spaniard, absolute certainty pooling in his heart.
"Absolutely..."
He stood, motioning for the Spaniard to stand with him as they both reached their full heights, standing in the middle of their dorm.
Lars swallowed a lump of nervousness, but relief as well, bringing his hands down to instinctively wrap around the Spaniard's thin waist, possessively as he pressed their forheads together. A tiny, wedged scar connecting with the fringe of chocolate bangs, while light, motherly 'shh's kept escaping the Dutchman to calm Antonio down.
"Let's run away together.."
OOC
Name: Sushi
Age: Eighteen
Contact Info: Chat is the best contact !
Website: sushiprone.tumblr.com
Other: Uhm. Did. You. Know. You're. Putting. Spaces. In. Your. Head. because. I . Put. Periods ? > u >
Day and Night
The Lonely Stoner seems to Free his Mind at Night
He's all alone, through the Day and Night
The lonely loner seems to Free his mind at Night
At, At, At night
Day and Night
The Lonely Stoner seems to Free his Mind at Night
He's all alone, some things will never change
The lonely loner seems to Free his Mind at Night
At, At, At night