| Dec 29, 2011 0:21:07 GMT -5 |
Post by sve on Dec 29, 2011 0:21:07 GMT -5
BERWALD (SWEDEN) OXENSTIERNA
{He who seldom speaks, and with one calm well-timed word can strike dumb the loquacious, is a genius or a hero.}
{He who seldom speaks, and with one calm well-timed word can strike dumb the loquacious, is a genius or a hero.}
I Feel Like We're Summoning The Devil
Nickname/Alias: Sweden, Sve
Gender: Male
Character Type: Country
Country or Country of Origin: Sweden
Canon or Original: Canon
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When I look into all of your stupid faces
I think how fun it will be to pound them into dust
Hair: Blonde
Height and Weight: 182cm / 78kg
Other Distinguishing Features: Glasses
Overall Appearance: At 182cms and 78kgs Berwald Oxenstierna is a large man with an intimidating aura. In the modern day he keeps his blonde hair cut short and covers his blue eyes with a pair of thin framed glasses. When not in uniform he prefers to wear clothing that is comfortable, practical, and preferably not too expensive.
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Man up or I'll beat you with my peace prize!
Dislikes: Denmark, Tino naming things, Russia, Christmas, Being bound
Strengths: Physical strength, Intimidating, Diplomatic
Weaknesses: Loyal to a fault, Intimidating, Hard to Read
Fears: Finland being hurt, Another Union where he feels powerless
Secrets: Though it's no secret to most Berwald doesn't exactly like to broadcast exactly how dedicated he is to Finland.
Any Quirks/Habits: Making new things at ungodly times in the day
Overall Personality: The first thing most notice about Berwald is how incredibly intimidating he appears. It's not a front he puts on purposefully - in fact most of the time he's quite unaware of the impression he leaves on others.
Berwald is a rather stoic and quite nation. He's not the type for loud confrontation or incessant chatter. He's the type to simply blend into the background and only speak when necessary. When he does speak you can pretty much guarantee he's intending to say something important. Despite this fact he enjoys listening to others debate.
There is still apart of Berwald that is the viking he was centuries ago. Mostly when it comes to battle, the country is quite vicious and aggressive. He's not particularly cruel but showing mercy to enemies isn't something he's interested in unless they mean something to his family. When he gets like this it's quite hard to snap him out of it.
Surprisingly Berwald has a rather playful side to his personality. It's rare seen and is mostly masked by his intimidating nature but it is indeed there. Those who spend enough time with the nation will inevitably see it.
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I'm the hero!
793 - Swedish Vikings first raid in England.
844 - Vikings raid Spain
845 - Vikings raid France and the French King pays a ransom to prevent the sacking of Paris
860 - Vikings attack Constantinople
862 - Vikings settle Novgorod in Russia
874 - Vikings settle Iceland
900 - Vikings raid the Mediterranean coasts
911 - Vikings settle in Normandy
986 - Vikings raid Canada
1350 - The Bubonic Plague (the "Black Death" or "Svartedauen") kills 1/3rd of Sweden's inhabitants.
1397 - Queen Margaret I of Denmark unites the nordic countries in the Union of Kalmar. Denmark is the predominate ruling power.
1523 - King Gustav I of Sweden separates Sweden and Finland from the union.
1590 - Sweden cedes Ingria and Kexholm to Russia
1618...1648 - Thirty Years' War: Sweden serves as a block keeping Denmark-Norway from their territories.
1655 - Little Northern War: Russia, the Polish–Lithuanian Commonwealth, Prussia, Denmark–Norway, and Austria-Hungary attack Sweden.
1700 - The Great Northern War: Russia, Poland-Saxony, and Denmark-Norway work together to attack the Swedish Empire and conquered some of Sweden's territory.
1814 - Denmark cedes Norway to Sweden in the peace treaty of Kiel
1905 - Norway becomes an independent from Sweden
1914 - World War I: Sweden remains neutral
1939 - World War II: Sweden declares its neutrality and rejects a request from Germany to use its territory as a transit route for troops
Thousands of Swedish volunteers fought in the Winter War with the Finnish against the Soviets
1940 - Sweden is forced to allow German troops to cross through to Norway.
1946 - Sweden joins the United Nations
1986 - The Swedish Prime Minister Olof Palme was assassinated.
2003 - Voters decided not to adopt the Euro as the country's official currency
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You've got it backwards! Backwards!
Hurry up and throw it! If you don't hurry up and throw it, you'll go "boom"!
Sleep. That was all that had been on her mind for the last two days. There seemed to be quite the buzz around camp as of late and the Greek teen couldn't go a second without hearing about something burning down, some conspiracy theory or kidnappings. Honestly they all sounded like complicated matters that she didn't want to dwell on. Though being a demi-god didn't exactly afford one a simple life. As much as she wished it Noa's life couldn't be simple after she had her first encounter with this world. Sadly there wasn't a ctrl+z in life.
After a bit of searching Noa had managed though. It required a lot sneaking around, cursing at a few Athena kids and some money changing hands but she'd finally found the perfect place to catch a few Zs.
That perfect place?
A tree branch by the lake. Even though being a demi-god made things complicated, being the daughter of Demeter came in handy at times. It just so happened that this was one of those times. She'd been able to fashion a bit of a canopy with a tree branch and even though it wasn't the most comfortable spot the soft noises of the lake were much better than chatter.
After a few minutes she had slipped off into dream land. It was a good one this time too. Something straight out of Resident Evil.
As Noa spinned around she kicked the bloody decaying body in the chest. As the rotting flesh bag fell to the ground she pushed the barrel of the S&W M29 into it's mouth, blowing a hole clear to the other side. "What! Come at me suckas!" The woman laughed as the monsters began charging at her. This would be fun.
A punch in the nose. Knife to the throat. One. Three bullets in the stomach. Two. And one right in the temple. Three. Noa rolled to the side to avoid the fourth that was coming at her and... it felt odd. Her vision was getting foggy and she felt like she was falli-
THUNK.
The real world came back in an instant as Noa's body hit the ground. Well damn. Perhaps sleeping in a tree hadn't been the best of ideas. The eighteen year old groaned and closed her eyes, not wanting to move her body and assess the damage just yet. If something was broken that'd be really troublesome.
With a final resigned sigh the demi-god lifted herself to her knees and began examining her elbows as her knees dug into the gravel. They were a bit scraped up but not too bad. Noa reached forward to pick up her broken sunglasses and saw a pair of shoes.
Well someone had seen all that. How fun.[/ul]
I Summon thee from far away lands, come forth!
You called?
Timezone: GMT-8
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