Name: Mimi Ulvar
Country Affiliation: Imuchakk
Race: Human
Tier: D
Specialization: Strength
Age + Birthdate: 31, April 31st
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Personality: Mimi, who of course hates his own name, is a straight forward, trustworthy, and clueless man. He enjoys massages, company of other people, cuddling with pillows, children playing, buying and selling his sculptures, tagging along in adventures, and striking conversation with people. He'll always try to act with empathy and caring, but he still tries to slip in jokes, puns, and maybe some selling prices? He also enjoys dancing to music, of which he's never done with another person, but who knows? His family taught him well in etiquette, and knows not to hit a girl, sneeze into your hand, or yell in a library. His straight forwardness comes from his lack of thought, which makes it hard for him to think of anything other than what he's currently thinking. This also makes him pretty trustworthy, he can't lie worth crap, probably doesn't wanna get on your bad side, and is pretty lonely all the time. However, his constant loneliness can make him pretty easy to manipulate, even without magic. Finally, his cluelessness comes from his disinterest in most anything that happens, other than things that endanger him or other people. He almost goes by a code of pacifism, but he will fight in a dangerous situation. And Djinns, he has absolutely no idea
what to think about them.
Likes:- Sculpting - It calms his nerves, which he seems to need every now and again.
- Companions - Even if he's the cohort, he enjoys company when ever.
Dislikes:- Fighting - He hates to fight, because he believes that everyone should just be friends and shut up about what they think and how it's "better".
- Dungeons - Not saying he wouldn't go into one, but just the thought of going into one seems scary!
Aspirations: To either become a friend and companion for life, or settle down with a woman and have kids. He wanders randomly in search of either of these things. It may seem easy enough, but the last few people he's met where either criminals or insane idiots whom need a human shield in a dungeon. As for the settling down thing, that is also not easy. He needs a woman whom isn't stupid, not gonna kill people for fun, and be as mature as a woman should.
Phobias/fears: Well, to start are female opponents, encluding Djinns. Due to his strict rule to never hit a girl, he can't. It goes against his self rules and social guidelines! His next phobia is of small spaces. Yes, Claustrophobia is what Mimi has, and forever will have, so don't confine him in a prison cell! He also fears blood, and at the sight of it can faint, panic, or just not think straight or a bit.
Face-Claim: Geometric, commission by Ulvar
Hair Color: Orange brown
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 193.04 cm
Weight: 81.6466 kg
Appearance: Where to begin? Mimi bears on his small beard and unkept hair many braids and beads. His skin is covered in freckles, which is easy to notice due to his lack of a shirt. He is pretty skinny and wears only lose black pants. His body language is easily shown, like when he's sad he'll whimper or cry and tremble. When mad, he'll frown and raise his voice slighty. His most common emotion is boredom, which is shown as the dragging of his great sword, the arch of his back, and his constant uninterested face. It may seem like he's not listening, but he always is. He wields a greatsword, and on his right arm is a mass of tattoos.
Rukh Alignment: White Rukh
Special Traits: None
History:Mimi was born into a lesbian couple family, and never knew his surrogate father. He remembers the story of how he got his name, still to this day. About how his two mothers wanted a baby girl and kept the name because they liked the sound of it. His known (to him) family included his two mothers whom were once brave adventurers, and a cousin living with them. His family were all originally from Reim, but moved to Imuchakk for reasons Mimi does not understand. Mimi grew up drawing and running around his small hut for a home. His life as a youth was lonely, not able to play with children, due to the hut being in solitude. His youth crept to an end, and his coming-of-age test had arrived. It took him half a year to train for, and he had barely won the fight against the Southern Beast. His teen years were much better, he began his job at sculpting and refined his skills, making him just enough money to get by in the small towns he'd move to among the Imuchakk tundras. As an adult, he stayed in a large city, of which he has forgotten the name of, and began slowly famous as an up-and-coming sculptor for his abilities and techniques of sculpting. Once he had made a name for himself there, he got much of the attention from art collectors and the families of the town. His abilities even brought merchant travelers scouting for his works to his small workplace, and he sold much of the figures, full sized sculptures, and sculpting materials to. He still envies those fun days with the little children looking in awe at the majestic works of craftsmanship he had formed. Soon, he decided it was time to leave the wonderful confinement of the city and leave, to finally see the world through his eyes, and not from the stories of others. He has had little combat training, but he doesn't think he'll ever need such a thing. Now, he looks to become a companion to an adventurer, and see the world himself. Or, settle down and have children with the perfect woman.
Role-Play Sample:The deserts long and seemingly unending paths stretched continuously. Mimi, sluggishly trundling along the paths with this weapon dragged beside him, was completely alone in the hot and bright day. He wanted to pick up speed, but didn't have the energy to do much, other than continue forward. The destination was not, he just roamed, but means only to find a city or town of some kind. Words couldn't describe how unimportant he was, or how unimportant his goal was, but to himself it means the world. Mimi was but a semi-famous sculptor, in search of a woman to marry or a friend to serve as a life long companion, but his goals were much harder then you may think. Companionship to him was not serving a stranger who needs a human shield in some war or battle, but serving a dear friend, whom is close to you and will always have your back. As for marriage, he didn't want a stupid princess, or a lady who can only brag to others about the things she has done, or will do. Nay, he want's a woman with traits that can mirror Mimi, and forever care about him, just as he would her.
Mimi's train of thought knocked off what he was doing, and he placed his foot awkwardly, and fell over. His nose burst into a spout of blood, and Mimi quickly processed what had happened to him. So, he got up, grabbed the hilt of his weapon, and dragged on through the tundra of sand and heat.
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