Post by Sven De Ruyter on Nov 3, 2011 2:59:35 GMT -5
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Character Name: Sven De Ruyter
Nationality: Luxembourg (dual citizenship in the Netherlands)
Gender: Male
Birthday: 11/23
Age: 19
Education:Currently studying On break from his studies at Hogeschool voor Economische Studies in Amsterdam.
Occupation:Student, model part time.
Family:
Father -- Viktor Percival Van Dyke
Mother -- Merane De Ruyter
Brother -- Lars Van Dyke
Sister
Hometown: Amsterdam.
Starting Town: London. (But really Amsterdam)
Brief History:
French immigrant Merane De Ruyter (she married a Dutch man to gain citizenship quickly, but their love affair only lasted a year) was, in simple terms, a prostitute. She preferred the term "escort," as she wasn't a woman to work in a brothel, but instead attended high class events (and often had sex) with rich older men in exchange for gifts and money. While she did keep many of the presents, she also sold several to help her take care of her children, Sven and his sister.
Of her many many escapades with various men, she loved Viktor Percival Van Dyke the most. Though he was married to another woman and didn't have much money to offer, Merane and Victor were very much in love, and shared many passionate nights and vacations together. Over the many years of their affair, the couple traveled all over Europe, including the small but incredibly wealthy country of Luxembourg. As Sven was born there, he was given citizenship upon birth, but also gained citizenship in the Netherlands due to his heritage, where he later went to school. Throughout his childhood, he and his family lived in various countries in the area, including Belgium and France, along with Luxembourg. He learned to speak French at home as a child, and Luxembourgish at school.
After Viktor's death, Merane was heartbroken. However, she was not deterred from her work, and continued to work hard to provide for her children. She was a very loving mother, and smothered Sven with affection, constantly building up his confidence until he became an arrogant, but affectionate, little brat with a sharp tongue. His mother sought to keep Sven as protected as possible while she was out working. Aside from school, Sven was not allowed to leave the house often, and spent most of his time lounging around the house reading her fashion magazines. He'd always had plenty of "friends," but since he hardly saw any of them outside of class, he never had many close relationships. In that regard, he has always been very naive, as he's never had an important fight with a friend, and never had his heart broken (though he is the type to fall hard and fast). While he is naive to relationships, he is actually fairly intelligent and can be very mischievous, and at times playful. He was always curious as a child, and had a tendency to run his mouth and get himself into trouble with his teachers.
Though he was outgoing and confident in almost all areas, his mother's obsession with appearances often made him doubt his own looks, and in his teenage years he developed something of an unhealthy fixation on his weight. He constantly sought approval from those older than himself, which led him into a long affair with an older teacher in his school at a very young age, and again with another teacher later in his teens. He has never dated someone quite his age, and the smallest age gap between him and his lover was 3 years. At some point in his mid teen years, he came out to his family as homosexual, if it could really be called coming out at all. By this point, it seemed very clear to everyone that while Sven was perfectly happy to have almost exclusively female friends, he had no desire to ever have sex with anyone. This theory was later put to the test at a friend's party, during which time several girls insisted that Sven wouldn't know if he was gay if he never tried to have sex with a woman. As it turns out, Sven was completely right and the whole thing was an awkward mess for everyone involved.
Sven attended the higher levels of school in Amsterdam, and though he paid little attention in class, instead using this time to chatter away with everyone and anyone he could, his grades were high enough to get him into Hogeschool voor Economische Studies. Hestudies studied (he is currently on a hiatus from school so that he can continue modeling) business, if only because he has a natural talent for multiplying money. While spending all of his allowance on clothing in a boutique in the city, an agent approached Sven and offered him work as a model. Extremely flattered, Sven took the job and immediately went on a vicious diet, as was his way. As he had not eaten during the three days prior to his first shoot, he could hardly pay attention to the shoot's director, let alone make a thoughtful face for the photos. While the pictures were gorgeous, Sven quickly developed a reputation as the cherub faced model. During his following shoots, Sven proved that he was capable of being striking and deep, but his first impression left its mark. Fashion afficionados will always remember him as the sweet faced boy from his first shoot.
Personality:
People tend to either love or hate Sven immediately upon meeting him. He's got a strong sense of humor, and often makes fun of others with backhanded compliments. He is also very set in his idea of how the world works, and often rubs people the wrong way. He is often seen as irritating, but time proves that he is a loyal and kind friend. He is extremely generous with his money and affections, and falls in love at the drop of a hat. Despite this, he's never had his heart broken. Even if the target of his affection does not return his feelings, he will often forget about the person quickly and move on to someone else. He has dated dozens of men, but given that the relationships were largely based on physical gratification, they didn't last long.
Given his mother's flirtatious behavior, it should come as no surprise that Sven followed in her footsteps and uses his assets to get what he wants. He became sexually active when he was far too young to understand what he was doing, or to fully enjoy it. On occasion, he found himself in bed with one of the younger tutors for school. Sven was taught by the best teachers in the area, but failed to develop any sense of responsibility and can't even cook for himself. He spent much of his childhood reading poetry, and became quite the romantic by his teenage years. When his relationships have troubles, he tends to smother the other in affection, as that has worked well so far. He often fails to understand why kisses or sex don't fix most problems.
His bizarre dieting schedule causes drastic changes in his personality. Some times he is a sassy but friendly snark, other times he is a vapid valley girl. Depending on what stage in his dieting he is in, he can either be very intelligent and witty, or think it's a good idea to take pictures of himself naked and put them on Facebook. Though he is clever, he's also been known to act stupidly and tends to do things without thinking. When on diets, Sven is far from emotionally stable and will cry over almost nothing. His personality warps from the entertaining and sensual man he usually is to a whimpering cry baby. During his phases of eating little to nothing and purging, he tends to fall into depression and has fits of anxiety, and relies on others more than is healthy. In short, when Sven doesn't eat, Sven doesn't function well.
Sven is generally seen as charming and witty, but extremely arrogant. He maintains that he is the most beautiful graceful amazing thing that has walked this earth, and takes psychotic pride in his looks and intelligence. Sven has been well taken care of most of his life, and is well educated and accustomed to being pampered. He is good with money, exceedingly so and seems to have a knack for multiplying any money that makes its way into his hand, which is good because he loves the best that money can buy. He has been known to wander off for days on end and come back with several hundred dollars more than he left with. Sven spends copious amounts of money on the finest wines, cigarettes, and clothing, and as such goes through his money quickly.
Appearance:
Sven is by no means a large man. He is relatively short for a model and only stands at just under 6 feet tall. Since he was young, he's always been concerned with his appearances, and as such he is very careful with his weight, to the point of anorexia, and has a tendency to go on absurd diets and binge every few weeks.
With eyes are a light grey-brown color and his coffee hair is wavy and cut just below his ears, Sven is feminine for a man, and is often referred to as androgynous. However, he would not be mistaken for a woman due to his surprisingly deep voice that slurs off in French when intoxicated. His eyebrows cut straight across, giving him an indefinitely serene look, and his cupid lips are almost always curled into a youthful half smile. Sven would be described as very elegant in appearance, in both actions and in features. He has slender fingers, thin wrists, and soft skin. Though he has slim limbs and moves smoothly, it is very clear that he was meant to be in a smaller body, as he tends to hold his limbs close to his body and doesn't make use of his long legs.
Just along his lower lashes on his left eye, there is a tiny mole. He has many tiny dark moles all along his body. He is very clean and lacks any real scars or tattoos, partly because of his modeling work, partly because he feels that his naturally lightly tanned skin is his best feature.
Fashion Style:
Always the fashionista, Sven pays very close attention to what clothing he puts on his body. His favorite outfits usually have a part of low riding pants, a V-neck shirt, and some interesting jacket. He is also a fan of blazers and sleek leather dress shoes, though he's been known to wander around Amsterdam in the strangest arrangements of clothing. Every article is picked with care, but that doesn't mean that he always wears outfits that were intended for every day use. In fact, he's been spotted strutting his stuff around Amsterdam in fresh off the catwalk ensembles. While he does tend to work these outfits well, he does attract a lot of attention, which is in part how he was offered a job as a model for a small agency in the city.
His favorite brands include Hermes, haco, Versache, Comme des Garçons, and Acne, and his favorite designers include Hashimoto Noriaki and Marc Jacobs.
Goals: Sven's biggest goal is to reach his impossible definition of beauty. Because of this, he works hard to take care of his body and appearances, though he does take his weight too seriously. He would also like to fall in love and someday retire from modeling and live happily in some loft in Paris.
Secret: Sven's sensitivity about his weight is by no means a secret. However, sometimes he becomes very very upset about it and will make himself throw up. He usually cries when this happens, and afterwards will lock himself in the bedroom and sniffle and sob himself to sleep.
He would not handle heartbreak well, even if he doesn't know that yet.
Even though he was introduced to Antonio after he and Lars were already together, Sven has a massive crush on his brother's boyfriend. Even though Sven is currently dating Afonso, a friend of Antonio's, he never passes up an opportunity to go after Antonio. He wouldn't go so far as to cheat, but his attachment to Antonio is far stronger than what is healthy. Even though Sven loves Lars very much, he knows Antonio better and already considers him family.
Sven lost his virginity at the age of 10. He was proud of this fact for a while, but after learning exactly how creepy that is, he now tries to keep this a secret. After many years of what may be considered very illegal activities, Sven has managed to convince himself that it was nothing of the sort and it was all done out of love. He doesn't linger on this at all, though it certainly impacted his every day life. He always wants to look young and fresh and keep his partners interested, and sex plays a much larger role in relationships for him than it does for many. With the help of a healthy relationship, he is learning to overcome the damage done to his psyche in his youth.
Other: Sex in the City is his favorite show ever and he watches it religiously with his brother. The two of them together have every single season on DVD and will blow off all plans to watch the latest episode. They will often cry, laugh, eat ice cream, and buy clothing, depending on how each episode goes. Sven has bought pairs of high heeled shoes that he can never wear, just because they were featured in the show (he makes Eka wear the women's clothing he buys).
Sven has always wanted a brother, so when Lars needed a place to stay, he immediately jumped on this opportunity. Even though the two don't get along most of the time, Sven is very attached to his brother, and it worries him that the feeling isn't exactly mutual. Lars has since moved out to live with Antonio, and Sven's beloved Afonso has taken his place.
RP Sample:
[Completely stolen from Zirkustalia]
Most nights, Sven's bed is empty. This stopped being shocking around the second month of the young man consistently spending the night in the houses of strange women, or at parties, or bars, or wherever else he could get to. One wouldn't think that people would take to such a pretentious young man as well as they did, but his absence was a clear indicator that someone had taken a liking to him.
However, unlike most nights, when Sven would be resting in well dressed bed a few miles from the circus, Sven was inside the ring of tents and cages. He was in the very core of the circus, curled up in the corner of the tiger's cage, only feet from the vicious beast. If he were a braver man, like Yao, he might use the tiger's warm fur to keep himself from shivering in the night air, but he was not in this cage to prove his bravery. In reality, only moments ago he'd been chased through this area by some stupid sack who'd lost an entire paycheck to Sven's skilled hands in a card game. Sven of course was no good at cards, but he was smart enough to cheat. Sure, cheating wasn't quite as romantic as actually winning by skill, but romanticism was for fools anyway. He'd learned that the hard way just by coming here.
Across the cage, the tiger rumbled at him. The beast was not pleased by this scrawny man invading his meager turf. Sven tucked his knees up under his chin and watched as the tiger slunk from its own end of the cage toward him. Its golden eyes carved into the flashes of throat that peaked from under Sven's hair. Sven swallowed.
"Hello lovely," he held out his hand, just as Yao did in his acts, "I haven't got anything for you to eat. I am sorry."
The tiger growled lowly at him, its lips stretched over its massive fangs. Sven shivered at the sight of those massive white teeth.
"Eating me won't do you much good, would it?" He continued as the tiger drew closer, "If you let me go now, I'll slip you something extra, I promise. Maybe Gilbert's bird? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" His tongue darted over his lips in anticipation as the tiger came into biting range. He cringed back into his corner, his arm still outstretched as his only shield from the monster before him.
He stretched his fingers out the last little bit and brushed them over the tiger's nose.
OOC
Name: Laurel
Age: 20, almost 21! 1.30.1991
Contact Info:
Skype: realvsable
Tumblr: realvsable
LJ: realvsable
Facebook: schwaebe
Website: realvsable.tumblr.com
Other: I know I'm really lame for taking up a second character when this place is hardly going, but I figured Lux wasn't really a well desired character, and I needed to get my interest back in this place...
Un ange reste un ange, si on ne l'oublie pas
Je t'emm¨¨ne, tu me tords
Un corps reste un corps, mais je ne l'oublie pas
Je te fane, tu m'enterres
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Character Name: Sven De Ruyter
Nationality: Luxembourg (dual citizenship in the Netherlands)
Gender: Male
Birthday: 11/23
Age: 19
Education:
Occupation:
Family:
Mother -- Merane De Ruyter
Brother -- Lars Van Dyke
Sister
Hometown: Amsterdam.
Starting Town: London. (But really Amsterdam)
Brief History:
French immigrant Merane De Ruyter (she married a Dutch man to gain citizenship quickly, but their love affair only lasted a year) was, in simple terms, a prostitute. She preferred the term "escort," as she wasn't a woman to work in a brothel, but instead attended high class events (and often had sex) with rich older men in exchange for gifts and money. While she did keep many of the presents, she also sold several to help her take care of her children, Sven and his sister.
Of her many many escapades with various men, she loved Viktor Percival Van Dyke the most. Though he was married to another woman and didn't have much money to offer, Merane and Victor were very much in love, and shared many passionate nights and vacations together. Over the many years of their affair, the couple traveled all over Europe, including the small but incredibly wealthy country of Luxembourg. As Sven was born there, he was given citizenship upon birth, but also gained citizenship in the Netherlands due to his heritage, where he later went to school. Throughout his childhood, he and his family lived in various countries in the area, including Belgium and France, along with Luxembourg. He learned to speak French at home as a child, and Luxembourgish at school.
After Viktor's death, Merane was heartbroken. However, she was not deterred from her work, and continued to work hard to provide for her children. She was a very loving mother, and smothered Sven with affection, constantly building up his confidence until he became an arrogant, but affectionate, little brat with a sharp tongue. His mother sought to keep Sven as protected as possible while she was out working. Aside from school, Sven was not allowed to leave the house often, and spent most of his time lounging around the house reading her fashion magazines. He'd always had plenty of "friends," but since he hardly saw any of them outside of class, he never had many close relationships. In that regard, he has always been very naive, as he's never had an important fight with a friend, and never had his heart broken (though he is the type to fall hard and fast). While he is naive to relationships, he is actually fairly intelligent and can be very mischievous, and at times playful. He was always curious as a child, and had a tendency to run his mouth and get himself into trouble with his teachers.
Though he was outgoing and confident in almost all areas, his mother's obsession with appearances often made him doubt his own looks, and in his teenage years he developed something of an unhealthy fixation on his weight. He constantly sought approval from those older than himself, which led him into a long affair with an older teacher in his school at a very young age, and again with another teacher later in his teens. He has never dated someone quite his age, and the smallest age gap between him and his lover was 3 years. At some point in his mid teen years, he came out to his family as homosexual, if it could really be called coming out at all. By this point, it seemed very clear to everyone that while Sven was perfectly happy to have almost exclusively female friends, he had no desire to ever have sex with anyone. This theory was later put to the test at a friend's party, during which time several girls insisted that Sven wouldn't know if he was gay if he never tried to have sex with a woman. As it turns out, Sven was completely right and the whole thing was an awkward mess for everyone involved.
Sven attended the higher levels of school in Amsterdam, and though he paid little attention in class, instead using this time to chatter away with everyone and anyone he could, his grades were high enough to get him into Hogeschool voor Economische Studies. He
Personality:
People tend to either love or hate Sven immediately upon meeting him. He's got a strong sense of humor, and often makes fun of others with backhanded compliments. He is also very set in his idea of how the world works, and often rubs people the wrong way. He is often seen as irritating, but time proves that he is a loyal and kind friend. He is extremely generous with his money and affections, and falls in love at the drop of a hat. Despite this, he's never had his heart broken. Even if the target of his affection does not return his feelings, he will often forget about the person quickly and move on to someone else. He has dated dozens of men, but given that the relationships were largely based on physical gratification, they didn't last long.
Given his mother's flirtatious behavior, it should come as no surprise that Sven followed in her footsteps and uses his assets to get what he wants. He became sexually active when he was far too young to understand what he was doing, or to fully enjoy it. On occasion, he found himself in bed with one of the younger tutors for school. Sven was taught by the best teachers in the area, but failed to develop any sense of responsibility and can't even cook for himself. He spent much of his childhood reading poetry, and became quite the romantic by his teenage years. When his relationships have troubles, he tends to smother the other in affection, as that has worked well so far. He often fails to understand why kisses or sex don't fix most problems.
His bizarre dieting schedule causes drastic changes in his personality. Some times he is a sassy but friendly snark, other times he is a vapid valley girl. Depending on what stage in his dieting he is in, he can either be very intelligent and witty, or think it's a good idea to take pictures of himself naked and put them on Facebook. Though he is clever, he's also been known to act stupidly and tends to do things without thinking. When on diets, Sven is far from emotionally stable and will cry over almost nothing. His personality warps from the entertaining and sensual man he usually is to a whimpering cry baby. During his phases of eating little to nothing and purging, he tends to fall into depression and has fits of anxiety, and relies on others more than is healthy. In short, when Sven doesn't eat, Sven doesn't function well.
Sven is generally seen as charming and witty, but extremely arrogant. He maintains that he is the most beautiful graceful amazing thing that has walked this earth, and takes psychotic pride in his looks and intelligence. Sven has been well taken care of most of his life, and is well educated and accustomed to being pampered. He is good with money, exceedingly so and seems to have a knack for multiplying any money that makes its way into his hand, which is good because he loves the best that money can buy. He has been known to wander off for days on end and come back with several hundred dollars more than he left with. Sven spends copious amounts of money on the finest wines, cigarettes, and clothing, and as such goes through his money quickly.
Appearance:
Sven is by no means a large man. He is relatively short for a model and only stands at just under 6 feet tall. Since he was young, he's always been concerned with his appearances, and as such he is very careful with his weight, to the point of anorexia, and has a tendency to go on absurd diets and binge every few weeks.
With eyes are a light grey-brown color and his coffee hair is wavy and cut just below his ears, Sven is feminine for a man, and is often referred to as androgynous. However, he would not be mistaken for a woman due to his surprisingly deep voice that slurs off in French when intoxicated. His eyebrows cut straight across, giving him an indefinitely serene look, and his cupid lips are almost always curled into a youthful half smile. Sven would be described as very elegant in appearance, in both actions and in features. He has slender fingers, thin wrists, and soft skin. Though he has slim limbs and moves smoothly, it is very clear that he was meant to be in a smaller body, as he tends to hold his limbs close to his body and doesn't make use of his long legs.
Just along his lower lashes on his left eye, there is a tiny mole. He has many tiny dark moles all along his body. He is very clean and lacks any real scars or tattoos, partly because of his modeling work, partly because he feels that his naturally lightly tanned skin is his best feature.
Fashion Style:
Always the fashionista, Sven pays very close attention to what clothing he puts on his body. His favorite outfits usually have a part of low riding pants, a V-neck shirt, and some interesting jacket. He is also a fan of blazers and sleek leather dress shoes, though he's been known to wander around Amsterdam in the strangest arrangements of clothing. Every article is picked with care, but that doesn't mean that he always wears outfits that were intended for every day use. In fact, he's been spotted strutting his stuff around Amsterdam in fresh off the catwalk ensembles. While he does tend to work these outfits well, he does attract a lot of attention, which is in part how he was offered a job as a model for a small agency in the city.
His favorite brands include Hermes, haco, Versache, Comme des Garçons, and Acne, and his favorite designers include Hashimoto Noriaki and Marc Jacobs.
Goals: Sven's biggest goal is to reach his impossible definition of beauty. Because of this, he works hard to take care of his body and appearances, though he does take his weight too seriously. He would also like to fall in love and someday retire from modeling and live happily in some loft in Paris.
Secret: Sven's sensitivity about his weight is by no means a secret. However, sometimes he becomes very very upset about it and will make himself throw up. He usually cries when this happens, and afterwards will lock himself in the bedroom and sniffle and sob himself to sleep.
He would not handle heartbreak well, even if he doesn't know that yet.
Even though he was introduced to Antonio after he and Lars were already together, Sven has a massive crush on his brother's boyfriend. Even though Sven is currently dating Afonso, a friend of Antonio's, he never passes up an opportunity to go after Antonio. He wouldn't go so far as to cheat, but his attachment to Antonio is far stronger than what is healthy. Even though Sven loves Lars very much, he knows Antonio better and already considers him family.
Sven lost his virginity at the age of 10. He was proud of this fact for a while, but after learning exactly how creepy that is, he now tries to keep this a secret. After many years of what may be considered very illegal activities, Sven has managed to convince himself that it was nothing of the sort and it was all done out of love. He doesn't linger on this at all, though it certainly impacted his every day life. He always wants to look young and fresh and keep his partners interested, and sex plays a much larger role in relationships for him than it does for many. With the help of a healthy relationship, he is learning to overcome the damage done to his psyche in his youth.
Other: Sex in the City is his favorite show ever and he watches it religiously with his brother. The two of them together have every single season on DVD and will blow off all plans to watch the latest episode. They will often cry, laugh, eat ice cream, and buy clothing, depending on how each episode goes. Sven has bought pairs of high heeled shoes that he can never wear, just because they were featured in the show (he makes Eka wear the women's clothing he buys).
Sven has always wanted a brother, so when Lars needed a place to stay, he immediately jumped on this opportunity. Even though the two don't get along most of the time, Sven is very attached to his brother, and it worries him that the feeling isn't exactly mutual. Lars has since moved out to live with Antonio, and Sven's beloved Afonso has taken his place.
RP Sample:
[Completely stolen from Zirkustalia]
Most nights, Sven's bed is empty. This stopped being shocking around the second month of the young man consistently spending the night in the houses of strange women, or at parties, or bars, or wherever else he could get to. One wouldn't think that people would take to such a pretentious young man as well as they did, but his absence was a clear indicator that someone had taken a liking to him.
However, unlike most nights, when Sven would be resting in well dressed bed a few miles from the circus, Sven was inside the ring of tents and cages. He was in the very core of the circus, curled up in the corner of the tiger's cage, only feet from the vicious beast. If he were a braver man, like Yao, he might use the tiger's warm fur to keep himself from shivering in the night air, but he was not in this cage to prove his bravery. In reality, only moments ago he'd been chased through this area by some stupid sack who'd lost an entire paycheck to Sven's skilled hands in a card game. Sven of course was no good at cards, but he was smart enough to cheat. Sure, cheating wasn't quite as romantic as actually winning by skill, but romanticism was for fools anyway. He'd learned that the hard way just by coming here.
Across the cage, the tiger rumbled at him. The beast was not pleased by this scrawny man invading his meager turf. Sven tucked his knees up under his chin and watched as the tiger slunk from its own end of the cage toward him. Its golden eyes carved into the flashes of throat that peaked from under Sven's hair. Sven swallowed.
"Hello lovely," he held out his hand, just as Yao did in his acts, "I haven't got anything for you to eat. I am sorry."
The tiger growled lowly at him, its lips stretched over its massive fangs. Sven shivered at the sight of those massive white teeth.
"Eating me won't do you much good, would it?" He continued as the tiger drew closer, "If you let me go now, I'll slip you something extra, I promise. Maybe Gilbert's bird? You'd like that, wouldn't you?" His tongue darted over his lips in anticipation as the tiger came into biting range. He cringed back into his corner, his arm still outstretched as his only shield from the monster before him.
He stretched his fingers out the last little bit and brushed them over the tiger's nose.
OOC
Name: Laurel
Age: 20, almost 21! 1.30.1991
Contact Info:
Skype: realvsable
Tumblr: realvsable
LJ: realvsable
Facebook: schwaebe
Website: realvsable.tumblr.com
Other: I know I'm really lame for taking up a second character when this place is hardly going, but I figured Lux wasn't really a well desired character, and I needed to get my interest back in this place...
Un ange reste un ange, si on ne l'oublie pas
Je t'emm¨¨ne, tu me tords
Un corps reste un corps, mais je ne l'oublie pas
Je te fane, tu m'enterres
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