Post by KLAUS ZIMMERMAN on Feb 24, 2013 9:09:34 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,width: 460px; padding: 10px; background-color: #e1e1e1; border-top: 10px #fb5457 solid; border-bottom: 10px #fb5457 solid;] ZIMMERMAN KLAUS SHOP OWNER this character is played by mikki PERSONAL INFORMATION NICKNAME: Klaus will suffice, although some people have taken to calling him "tall, blonde and good with wood", just not to his face. AGE: thirty-one GENDER: male SEXUALITY: bisexual PLAYBY: Germany; Hetalia. PERSONALITY INFORMATION POSITIVE: independent decisive enthusiastic focused frugal hard-working honest mature practical realistic reliable self-confident NEGATIVE: introverted stubborn headstrong lonely workaholic grumpy distrusting complacent chronically late traditionalist slightly chauvinist LIKES: Wood Nails Carpentry Books Working Out Men Women Mud Nature Pies Cookies Cooking Sausage Making Home Brewed Beer DISLIKES: Pink Frills Judgement Girly Pursuits Dogs Fruit Bugs Flies OTHER INFORMATION HISTORY: Klaus was born to a hard-working set of parents, the oldest of nine children. All were strapping boys except for the youngest who was a sweet darling girl and the most precious thing in life to all of her older brothers. They never knew hunger for they each worked together to farm and hunt and fish to provide for the family. They never knew waste or greed or hate. Their home was one filled with love and warmth and seemed to glow from the inside out just as everyone in their family did. But fate is cruel and heavy handed at times. Tragedy can strike at the most inopportune moments. For instance, your mother could have a heart attack at your birthday party and your father could be thrown from a spooked horse and break his neck on his way with her to the clinic in town. They could both die of their injuries and hypothermia could eliminate any other chance of survival. You could go searching for them on the road and find their huddled bodies in a snow drift at fourteen years and one day old. Since they had no other family it was Klaus's responsibility to care for his younger siblings as best as he could. By the end of that winter his three youngest brothers died of hunger or illness. Klaus's heart had turned cold and not even the Spring thaw could warm him or give him hope. He simply continued on, he and the other three eldest found work when they could from villagers and accepted payment in the form of everything from food to money to medical supplies. They began farming again and any milk their starving heifer could eke out went to their sister who was still only a toddler, and any that was left was given to the other youngest. Klaus did without more often than not. Eventually the villagers realized what had happened, since they had kept to themselves on their ranch in the woods and came one by one to ask them to come to town, as an adoption of sorts. Klaus refused, not wanting to lose anymore of his family - five deaths in one winter had made him callous and stubborn and desperate, for he was still only a child - but one by one his brothers left until it was he alone left to raise his sickly baby sister. This went on for years, him working and starving to give her all that she could need until she was strong enough to help him herself with simple chores. At the age of twenty-one he had made their farm respectable once again. It wasn't what it had once been, but it was enough for the two of them. His sister would run around and breathe easily as she chased puppies and chickens across the barnyard while he toiled in the fields with their crops for each season as he did every year. He soon found that he had a proper skill with wood work when he had to patch and repair various buildings and fences on the farm, and later on after practicing and working for awhile he could build some fairly decent furniture. It was another way for them to get a steadier flow of income in case there was a bad harvest or Katja became sick again. Or worse - he died and left his twelve year old sister to fend for herself with no money put back. They continued this way until one day a gentleman caller came knocking from town that was apparently a friend of Katja's from school. He'd been courting her in town and this was the first Klaus had heard of it. His baby sister was all grown up - six years went by fast. The pair were married in a matter of months and as a wedding gift Klaus left them the ranch and decided to strike it out on his own and give someone else the chance to take care of her. She didn't need him anymore. After over two decades of worrying about everyone but himself he wasn't sure what to do. So he's been wandering from town to town doing odd jobs and making furniture and doing repair work, even crafting little whittled toys for kids in the winter when farming jobs were tough to find. They took to calling him Sweet Klaus and his reputation spread far and wide. He's settled now, he believes, in this tiny village called Pastora across the great Motif Mountain range where he can live by himself peacefully and craft toys and soon build for himself a nice home alone. FEARS: insects ghosts failure HOBBIES: toy making carpentry eating cooking writing letters to his sister by rimy ♥ of btn! |
