Norway Application

[Guest]

Name: Eirik Bondevik
Country representing: Kingdom of Norway
Age: 18
Student or teacher? Student
Personality (mostly to see your characterization): A quiet young man by nature, Eirik views the world through an expressionless gaze keeping every thought and emotion locked away safely. His blunt honesty may come off as cold and uncaring towards others but his intentions are meaningful...in his own strange way. When around others (friends or strangers) Eirik forces himself to keep a distance until he 'adapts to the new environment' – This however is just his own excuse to hide a shyness of being around a large crowd or new people.
Eirik is a relatively independent individual easily pleased enough to be in his own company and enjoy a bit of music, he has also taken a liking to researching the unusual cultures of the people he encounters finding it easier to understand a person if he at least knows their origin.
Being brought up in a mix between the city life and the countryside, he never liked to stay in one place for too long, Eirik has become fond of the natural beauty that mother nature brings – Meaning if you see him staring out the window at practically nothing, he's most likely staring at the trees or earth wondering how long the pixie spirits have lived there.

Roleplay sample (minimum 200 words): Heather petals danced in the air following the warm spring breeze in it's unearthing search, twisting and frolicking through fields of shimmering green only slightly wet from a late rainfall season. In waves they took to the land combing through every stem and mound before gliding round to fall like autumn upon one young man's still form.
Light breaths he took in his dreamless slumber only giving a small motionless twitch now and then to show he was amongst the living. Another gentle gust of wind swished past the youth letting the tips of green brush softly against his pale skin making him stir slightly, it was the moist touch of a purple heather that brought about his dreary awakening; flinching at the unexpected contact his brow held a frown as he slowly opened his sleep-dusted eyes. Sight became visible but only through colours, the young man, Eirik turned from where he lay on the empty grass plane stretching as he did so before rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
A heavier gust blew past Eirik now in his attentive state, sitting up right he lopped an arm over his leg and listened...
'When the winds blow so strange and in pattern you must always listen to what they have to say' that is what he was told as a child and forever he will loyally follow it without a care for why.
Silence was the only thing to be heard and even that became nothingness in the distance. Shimmers of light peaked through the tree canopy signalling the ending to the day, you would never feel it leave the tinted marks on your flesh showing how loving the natural light was. The rustle from far off trees and bushes was only slight until the wind picked up almost highlighting one particular pathway, leading somewhere undiscovered but somehow familiar in the corners of Eirik's mind.
With an able grunt Eirik pulled himself to his feet dusting off any pollen or other nature items he may have sat on, giving a small smile in approval of his now clean and neat appearance Eirik turned in the direction of the mild swaying bushes. With a stern face he calmly headed in the direction he was being pointed to carefully watching how the winds slowly died down the closer he got, the field seemed to stop at the trees and became a forest upon closer inspection.
Reaching the edge of the field Eirik noticed how different the two parts were; one filled with a wide area of bright colours and light-hearted feelings while the other held a darker tone within deep twisting roots and branches, either way they both contrasted beautifully.
Stepping past what he believed was the boundary line between the two worlds Eirik grazed a hand over any tree trunk that stood near him one in particular glistened in what remained of the daylight. A small flutter passed by his ears, a tiny tap on the shoulder caught his attention quickly turning to face a familiar creature he had almost forgotten about.
“Hello to you too Nihm”

[Guest]

Beautiful characterisation! You're accepted. <3

I'm going to have to get used to calling you Eirik instead of Lien now! XD