Post by fritzi on Sept 6, 2012 20:26:14 GMT -5
FRIDERIKE "FRITZI" ALOISIA AMSEL
Name:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Friderike Amsel[/font]
Nickname:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Fritzi is what she normally goes by, as she really can't stand her full name.[/font]
Nationality:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Medius [[Fem!Prussia]])[/font]
Gender:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Female[/font]
Age:[/font][/size][/b][/u] 26[/font]
Social Rank:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Commoner[/font]
Occupation:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Mercenary/Bounty hunter when she wants to be/Whatever odd job she can grab[/font]
Hair Color:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Silvery-white and really long (past her butt) [/font]
Eye Color:[/font][/size][/b][/u] She has heterochromia, which causes her eyes to be a mix of reddish pink, and light blue.[/font]
Weight:[/font][/size][/b][/u] 125 lbs.[/font]
Height:[/font][/size][/b][/u] 5' 2"[/font]
Special Features:[/font][/size][/b][/u] She has a lot of scars from her work as a traveling mercenary, the most visible being the one on her right cheek, from a fight she nearly died in. Her biggest scar however is one trailing from in between her breast down to her navel, from where she was nearly sliced open protecting the person who had hired her and her team.
She is also an albino, as such she has extremely pale skin, and silvery-white hair. She does not have the traditional red eyes of an albino though, since she is also heterochromatic, which causes her eyes to be two different colours. [/font]
Likes:[/font][/size][/b][/u]
+Beer- Fritzi loves her beer and has a rather large alcohol tolerance, due to how often she likes to drink.
+New knives- Since her favourite weapons are knives, she absolutely loves to get new ones that are still extremely sharp, slice through the training dummies like butter, and can draw blood with just a touch.
+Getting her way- Fritzi likes everything better when it's going her way, and she's the one who's calling the shots.
+Pranks and pranking people- She also has a fondness for pranks, and if you've wronged her in some way or another then you might want to watch your back extra carefully, just to make sure there isn't a "kick me" sign or something on it, or sometimes even something in your food.
+Writing- Fritzi keeps a diary, and whether she writes it out, or types it up, she still records everything she did that day, and has hundreds of the small books stashed away in a heavily protected trunk in her room.
+Easy days at whatever job she’s currently working- She loves days where she can be lazy and only has to do a little work.
+Her sword- This sword has yet to fail her in a fight, and she jokingly calls it Mitzi. She jokes around that her sword is her only beloved, and the only one capable of holding her heart.[/ul][/color][/font]
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Strengths:[/font][/size][/b][/u]
Getting people's attention- Be it just by making an extravagant entrance, or just by whistling shrilly, Fritzi can almost always manage to get people's attention when she wants/needs it.
She can be surprisingly good with kids at times...
Pranking people- One of her favourite pastimes, needless to say she's gotten pretty good at it, although she doesn't prank people much these days. [/ul][/color][/font]
Weaknesses:[/font][/size][/b][/u]
Dreams:[/font][/size][/b][/u]
Fears:[/font][/size][/b][/u]
Being forgotten- Fritzi always felt like her parents tried to forget that she existed, and they usually did a really good job at being apathetic and uncaring towards anything that involved their only daughter, so she always tried her best to get as much attention as she could, so she didn't forget that she existed even when her parents did.
Dying for an unawesome reason- In her line of work Fritzi knows that it's just plain old stupid to be scared of dying since it's going to happen one day or another, she just doesn't want to die of something stupid, like old age or disease, she wants to go out in a blaze of greatness and always be remembered for it.
Carriages- When you spend your days traveling by foot, you get used to avoiding carriages, but only after they've nearly hit you a few times. Fritzi has had one too many close call involving being nearly run over, which causes this
Personality:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Fritzi can be described as unique in more than one way. She has a tendency to play mind games with people for her own enjoyment, and she likes to get a reaction out of people, so she tends to do outrageous things.
She has also taken a liking to both men and women, she really doesn't have a preference, since she finds both are entertaining, and she is bisexual anyways. She doesn't really have a preference for a specific gender though, so anyone has a chance. Although if anyone asks, she will claim that Mitzi is her one true love. Mitzi being her sword, who she has had since she became a mercenary, and who has saved her life more than once.
Fritzi will, at times, go to great lengths to get something that she wants, be it an actual thing, or just someone's attention. However, if she doesn't get it, she will sometimes throw a bit of a temper tantrum, and stay angry at the person/thing for a few days, and then she's likely to forget that the incident ever happened. She can hold grudges though if she wants to, but that's usually just for stupid stuff against her friends to annoy them a little, or against someone that has tried to kill her, and/or treat her unfairly.
She also loves her chocolate as much as any girl who isn't trying to starve herself, and is capable of eating a pound of it in under an hour, although she doesn't do that since she'll more likely then not end up sick, and then it'll have been a waste of chocolate.
She's awesome, through and through, there is no doubt about that. None, zip, nada, she's the awesomest person here obviously. If you try to deny it, she will either prank you, or seduce you, or smile politely and pull out one of her knives out, in what may look like boredom, but is really a bit of a subliminal threat. Or she’ll just outright kill you sometimes if you piss her off enough. She doesn’t have the best of control over her temper.
Fritzi is very competitive, since it gives her a thrill, and usually a good challenge, but she just likes to compete as well. Whether she wins or she loses, she just likes to have an opponent that she can fight against, so she can try her hardest to win and have fun while doing it. Even if she loses, she considers it a victory if she got something out of it at least in the process.
She doesn't like being bored, so she tries to do her best to make it so she always has something to do. She's hardworking when it comes down to it, always doing her best at whatever job she's currently picked up. She slacks off only when she knows she can get away with it, otherwise you can find her working her hardest and usually with a smile on her face.
Her skin isn't as thick as she likes to make it out to be though. While she does enjoy a good fight, she also enjoys a good book, especially a fictional one, or a history one. With the isolation from other kids that she suffered when she was younger, and the apathy of her parents, Fritzi found her solace in books. She would spend hours reading in a secluded corner when the taunts of freak grew to be too much for the young girl to handle.
While she may be tough, and able to ignore most things these days, she is still a girl at heart, and is just as sensitive as any other girl (although she will vehemently deny it if it comes up). She has trouble letting people in to see who she really is under all the bravado and the mask she puts on. She likes to joke around, and laugh with friends, and have a shoulder to cry on when she needs one. [/font]
History:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Fritzi didn't have bad parents or a bad childhood necessarily. Her parents just didn't care. She was left on her own most of the time growing up for the most part. Her parents didn't care, and while the people of Medius aren't as superstitious as those in Penuria, she was still ostracized by the other children because of her albinism. She grew used to being on her own a lot by the time she was eight.
The lack of attention she received from her parents made her almost desperate for attention of any kind from other people, so she began to act out. Fritzi would get into fights at school, or purposely fail a test to see if it would get her parents to care. They remained apathetic however, so she tried even harder. She would still get into fights, but she would do her best in school to see if that would get her parents attention. It never worked though, and the albino girl eventually gave up on ever getting the attention of her parents. So she settled for getting the attention of everyone else.
Fritzi got tired of that pretty quickly though. She got bored of getting everyone's attention for a few minutes, before they went back to ignoring her, and she would have to act out even more. So at fifteen, she finally gave up on trying to stay noticed in her hometown, and simply left in the middle of the night, after taking what she would need with her. She did however disguise herself as a boy before she left, cutting off most of her hair, and not bringing any skirts with her, because it would be easier to travel then.
She enjoyed her newfound freedom for a few weeks, before she ran out of money, and entertainment. She was bored, and broke. A terrible combination, especially for her. She was however, in a rather busy town, and one known for almost having a job open at that. It was as she was wandering the streets, dressed as a boy, that she met Viktor, the leader of a fairly well-known mercenary group. When he saw her state, and learned that she was more than willing to learn how to fight, with some experience already, he took her under his wing.
Fritzi quickly began to pick up how to fight, and was soon enough traveling around the three kingdoms with the mercenary group that Viktor lead, taking work from anyone who paid enough for it. By the time she was eighteen she had built up a rather nice (or not so nice depending on how you looked at it) reputation for herself. She was known to usually be ruthless when she came across anyone who crossed whoever was paying her at the time. However, she had a bit of a short attention span, and soon enough split off from the group of eight men to travel on her own.
The then twenty-year old young woman wandered around the kingdoms aimlessly, sometimes staying in a town for anywhere between a day to a few weeks to take on jobs. She never stayed very long in one place though, as she did have some people after her head, from those she had had to kill while on the job. She did give up on being a mercenary for a few years though, instead turning to bounty hunting for a while, as it was easier then traveling around to find work. But it didn’t take her that long to become bored with that as well.
Fritzi returned to Medius when she was twenty-five, but to the Capital, making sure to stay far away from her hometown. She settled down for what she thought would only be about a month at the most, but she ended up getting decent job, after decent job in the city, so she ended up staying for much longer than she planned on. It’s been a year now, and she still has no plans to up and go back to travelling.[/font]
Additional Information:[/font][/size][/b][/u] *Fritzi refers to her sword as Mitzi, so if you ever wonder who she’s talking about when Mitzi is mentioned, she’s talking about her sword.
*Fritzi is ambidextrous when it comes to swordplay/knife fighting. She really didn’t have much of a choice with this, as she is normally right-handed, but broke her right arm in a fight years ago, and was forced to learn to use her left arm for fighting as well.
*Her hair is always a mess, no matter if she even makes an attempt at brushing it, it is always a mess and flying everywhere, especially in her face which she has gotten used to by now. This is actually a result of her never getting her hair cut. She may get the ends trimmed up a bit once every so often so she doesn't have really bad split ends, but other than that, she has never gotten her hair cut short. [/font]
Roleplay Sample:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Fritzi giggled quietly as she waited, hidden and out of sight, for the four seniors to walk into, and spring, her trap. She had caught this group picking on some poor little freshman girl, trying to get the poor thing to do who knows what, she really didn't want to know. so Fritzi had decided to interfere, dragging the girl off, before hunting down the seniors and setting up the trap, that would spring on them the second they walked out of the school, which was going to happen in just a few more minutes.
She waited patiently in the bushes, making sure that her tell-tale hair was hidden as well, so it wouldn't give her away, as she kept a close eye on the door. A nasty smirk spread across her face as she watched them leave the school, and be almost immediately covered with her signature black, white, and red paint. She tried to muffle her laughter at their cries of outrage, but failed miserably, falling backwards on her ass as she clutched at her stomach and laughed loudly.
She gulped a little though, as the four, thoroughly pissed off seniors stood in front of her, cracking their knuckles, as she looked up at them. One of them smiled at her darkly through the paint, and she took that as her cue to scamper off, running as fast as she could in attempt to lose them. She chanced a look behind her, only to run straight into a wall, and realize that she had been stupid enough to herself be cornered.
"Scheiße..." She cursed as she turned around to face her pursuers, a grim look on her face, which she quickly made into her normal cocky expression, as she leaned back slightly, one hand on her hip as she scanned the away behind the older boys as best as she could. She bit her lip as she saw no one in her line of vision. Well, looks like she was about to get into yet another fight... So much for the good behavior she was supposed to be exhibiting.
She tilted her head to the side a little as yet another older boy appeared almost out of nowhere.Hm... I wonder where this one's from...She thought idly as she watched him with curiosity.
“Oi, gots ah problem hayr jayntelmen?”
She smirked at him as he winked her, deciding that she liked this one, he was obviously a new student though, one that she would have to get to know better, that was for sure. But for now, she had to deal with annoying seniors.
"Oi! Scheißkerle! What do you want?" She asked them, crossing her arms over her chest, as she kept her usual cocky smirk on her face.
Declan noted the smirk on her face after he winked at her.What a deviously cute look, that was...He thought turning his attention to the other males again."Nayt ver'eh nayce cornerin' a lady...."He said shifting his gaze between the four.
One of them puffed his chest out and tried to glare Declan down. "This your bitch? You should keep her on a shorter lease." He sneered, casting a nasty look of no unknown meaning her direction. "Since you're here, we'll punish you too...after we're done with her of course~ We'll make you watch.." He cackled in a disgusting tone.
Declan bristled at this. He wasn't planning on actually fighting them, but they turned out to be dumber than they looked. He prepared to react once they were stupid enough to try and strike.
The boy that Declan tapped spun around, dripping paint on Declan's boots and Declan furrowed his brow before looking back up at the unsuspecting fool."Ah, sees...ah mayt 'ave let ya gaw wit' a warn'in..Bu' ya had ta gaw an say sum'tin layk dat..and ya's got me boots all messeh...."And as the one that turned around went to swing his fist at the Irishman, Declan turned his wrist and sent the cane's weighted knob into the fool's throat. And with another twist of his arm, he sent the shillelagh's weighted knob into the male's solar plexus, pushing him to the ground; leaving him struggling for air.
Declan stood beckoning the other's to try the same as their friend. He hoped it would give the girl a chance to get away from them and perhaps a chance to run off. Declan could handle these four idiots, especially since they seemed so inept at everything. Declan was a little disappointed with how easy the one went down. He thought this was supposed to be a school to train spies. He sighed to himself at this thought.
Declan tilted his head, a sign for her to get gone since the bullies were being distracted. Though he had to admit, that cocky little smirk and the way she had her arms crossed, made him want her to stay.
"This your bitch? You should keep her on a shorter lease. Since you're here, we'll punish you too...after we're done with her of course~ We'll make you watch.."
Fritzi narrowed her eyes as she heard those words. She was no one'sbitch. She kept her arms crossed and grabbed a hold of one of her favourite knives that she kept hidden up her sleeve, in a nice and easy to reach spot, in case she ever ended up in a situation like this. Which actually happened more than it probably should... She held in a giggle as one of the older boys dripped paint everywhere, actually, all of them were getting paint all over the ground, the poor ground.
"Ah, sees...ah mayt 'ave let ya gaw wit' a warn'in..Bu' ya had ta gaw an say sum'tin layk dat..and ya's got me boots all messeh...."
She blinked as the obviously Irish student sent one of the seniors to the ground, gasping for air, and her smirk widened. Oh things were going to get interesting around here now, very interesting. She pulled the seven inch Shanghai Shadow out of her sleeve, her index finger in the ring of the knife, spinning it around her finger, before letting it fall into her hand and holding it in a tight grip. She ignored the chance to leave, and his obvious sign telling her to get lost, Fritzi Beilschmidt never backed down, especially from a fight, no matter how outnumbered she may be.
"Now now, I'm sure that you four have heard the rumors and know exactly who I am by now, even though you seem rather stupid... But you should remember exactly what happened to the last people to try something like this with me." She said cockily, reaching into the top of one of her thigh high white boots, pulling out another of her favourite knives, the Counter Tac II, which she held in a tight grip, so now she had knives in both her hands.
"So, are you four going to do the smart thing and leave, and take your friend with you, are will I be forced to hide even more bodies from the staff and various government officials?"
Taken from my site, A Life of Secrets. Declan is played by Nemo[/font]
Alias:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Ske, Fritzi, femPru, Queenie, Nor, Norge, Hey you! Whatever works[/font]
Age:[/font][/size][/b][/u] 15[/font]
Experience:[/font][/size][/b][/u] Have a look at my Norway app for that[/font]
Additional Information:[/font][/size][/b][/u] And please look back at my Norway app again :D
My chatango accounts for Fritzi: FritziTheAwesome, PirateQueenFritzi (if I’ve forgotten to log onto FritziTheAwesome)[/font]
Credits:
[/font]Application Code made by B and C. Lyrics by Temposhark, song “Don’t Mess With Me”[/font][/center]
