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Meeshdragon and i are joining rps. you should all join so we aren't lonely <3 if you do join, link me your characters! <333 I'd love to doodle them c:
I'm going to be leaving on a trip this Sunday morning, but I will be getting wifi occasionally for the next week! So i may doodle out of boredom haha ;v;

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I D E N T I T Y
N A M EFull Name: Wallace Nielsen
Nicknames: Wey, Lin, Wally (family-exclusive)
Alias(es): Weylin
A G ECurrent Age: ~3 years (Late Twenties to Mid-thirties human wise)
Birthdate: 9/1
Zodiac sign: Virgo
G E N D E RGender: Male
H E R I T A G ESubBreed: Vaenn
Breed: Somali Mix
P E R S O N A L

P E R S O N A L I T YSummary:tldr: Weylin is an annoying old guy that happens to show up whenever you don't want him. He doesn't contribute much to conversation, only making vague comments and suggestions in hopes of appearing productive. Whenever Lin attempts to help, he only comes across as smug and optimistic, leading to cats wanting to stab him. He has some deep seeded trust issues, is a coward art heart, and is constantly trying to increase his standard of living.
Personality Traits:{ Cheerful } { Careful }Weylin puts on a cool and jovial front for his accquaintances and superiors in order to get on their good side. He tries often to help, but his ability to offer effective support is usually dulled by his guarded nature. Really, the only tasks he's great at doing are menial labor or murder. His tendency to be wary of how others percieve his reputation comes in handy whenever he aspires to socially advance. However, this trait prevents him from establishing close bonds with others, as he thinks most cats are out to get him.{ Selfish} { Two-faced }Aspiring to not live a good life but to create one for his family, Weylin does his best not to get into trouble. He attempts to be the most upstanding citizen there is and spares no expense making sure he tries to get on the good side of those who matter. However, he could care less about the commonfolk of High Vale. Lin really only offers a helping hand if asked to by a cat of higher social standing. Unless someone important is watching him, it's every cat for himself.

[12:35:50 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: imagine whenever wally is approached by someone wanting him to help
[12:35:51 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: hes like
[12:35:57 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: "show me your id." = /
[12:36:06 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: and they're like: -whips out proof of high status-
[12:36:14 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: Wally: "IM YOUR GUY." ;D
[12:36:17 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: and if they dont hes like
[12:36:28 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: -turns around and leaves- = /
{ Self-Preservationist }He is a staunch believer that this is a cat eat cat world, and those who get away manage to live another day. He cherishes his life strongly, believing that he is the only one that can provide support for himself and his family. If pushed into a corner, he resigns to fighting if superiors watch but will turn tail and flee if they do not. Life comes first, pride comes second.

M I N D - S E THabits:
- Wants to be known as someone cool/awesome (and also for reasons disclosed in his history), so rather than reveal his true name, he always introduces himself as Weylin
- Doesn't really care about his physical appearance. Preens only if he needs to put on airs. Otherwise, he looks as scruffy as the next guy.
- LOWKEY SKETCHY. Smiles a lot, although his default expression is a resting bitch face.
- Eats a lot of food when he's stressed. It's pretty gross to watch. He has a good metabolism at least.

Fears:
- Dying in poverty, but even worse than that: dying in High Vale
- Having his entire family killed while in their current state

Dreams / Goals:
- Aspires to live a better life and bring his family out of the slums. Aspires to become head guard like his father would have been. To work toward that, he is currently a vigilante
- Wants to be extremely rich and have a lot of material things.

Religion: Slightly religious. Prays to The Creator, though he is beginning to grow skeptical
When he was younger, he was brought up to believe in what his parents held to be true. Since The Cataclysm, however, Weylin has his doubts about the deity's strength and ability to impact the world.
Build: Lean and lanky, has some muscle on him.
Scars/Disabilities: n/a
Physical Health 90%
He's seen his fair share of street scuffles but luckily has experience fighting. Most thieves trying to pick a fight with him usually end up getting stabbed. With cats dying left and right, no one would miss a couple of bodies here and there.
Emotional Health 81%
Stressed and upset still about the status of his home. Immigrated with his family from Gweillan to the Capital of High Vale following The Cataclysm. Despises where he is now and seeks to find some ticket out of this dump. Puts on the appearance that he is alright mentally, but with each passing day still stuck here, he is beginning to lose hope. S E X U A L I T YSexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single
Partner: n/a
E N V I R O N M E N T

O C C U P A T I O NBattle Class: Assassin
Occupation: Vigilante
Former Occupations: n/a
S K I L L - T R E ECurrent Level: 1
Equipped Skills:NoneStrength: 5
Stealth: 1
Endurance: 0
Agility: 2
Tactical Skill: 0
Healing Arts:
Dark Magic: 2

E Q U I P M E N TItems in Possession:- Shawl
Weapons:- Twin Rusty Daggers
H I S T O R Y

B L O O D - T I E SParents:{ Rudolf Nielsen | Male | Vaenn | Deceased }
{ Marte Nielsen | Female | Vaenn | Alive }Siblings:{ Gunther Nielsen | Male | Vaenn | Alive }
B A C K S T O R Y
{ Chapter 1 | Tempest}Wallace spent a majority of his childhood living in Tempest with his mother and father. His father often told his sons stories of being a knight, although they were mostly bold-faced lies. Still, Wally ate up the whole thing, raving about how he too was going to be a knight. While he was responsible for the upkeep of the home and watching his younger brother, when alone, Wally would practice sword fighting. With a mop. And by god, he was the best mopfighter around. He practiced on the floor, on his pets, and even on his brother when the little stinker did something he didn't like. When Wally was old enough to pick his path, it didn't come as a surprise to anyone when he took up the way of the sword, training (he hoped) under his father in hopes of surpassing him.

His adolescent life was less than perfect. It was then he began to realize everything he'd been fed were nothing but tall tales. Seed of doubt was planted in Wally when one night, as the pages were bragging about who inspired them to seek the glory of knighthood. In the heat of the moment young cat claimed his father was the greatest knight of all. The pages laughed, making Wally uneasy with what was to come next. All they did amidst the giggles was tell him to shadow his father. Wally subconsciously knew that he never really got to see his father since starting his job, but always dismissed the concern with the excuse of how his father had more important things to do than have Wally shadow him.

One day, he did. And his father's carefully crafted stories fell to pieces. He wasn't saving princesses from beasts; he was babysitting the son of the knight he worked for. He never helped the jarl keep law and order. The only "jarl" he helped was the cook whenever he was assigned mess hall duty. Rather than help the public with their quests, all his father did was run errands for nobles able-bodied enough to do those tasks on their own. His father was nothing but a page. After returning to the rest of the cats with a stony face, Wally experienced nothing but constant ridicule. They certainly got to him, as he could do nothing but bite tongue in shame.

Since that day, Wally never really saw his father in the same way.

{ Chapter 2 | Fall of Tempest}When The Cataclysm occurred and Avens Warren fell into shambles, he and his family struggled to escape to High Vale. While he, his mother, and brother managed to make it shaken but safe, his father stayed in Tempest to assist younger trainees that may have been caught in the chaos. Wallace prayed to the Creator that day, hoping by some miracle his father would return safely to where they hid in High Vale.

He never did.

And since then, Wally has resigned from the position of page. Whether it was from guilt over the way he saw his father, shame, or anger, he didn't know. All Wally did Know was that he wasn't going to let others get to him again. Knighthood was corrupt and he wasn't going to let the opinions of others sway his own.

{ Chapter 3 | Present Day }Since their immigration to High Vale, the ragtag family has slowly began to claw its way back to the top. Wally has taken up the mantle of town vigilante. Though noble in name, he simply sells his sword to the highest bidder. He was a strict ban on royalty and working with knights. Whatever coin he makes gets invested into helping him and his family. To protect them, he has taken on the identity of Weylin; however, the change of name was also a way for him to distance himself from the past. Still, whatever the means, Weylin aspires to be like his father and bring his family honor and wealth. He is willing to sacrifice anything and anyone to do so.

A V A I L A B I L I T Y

L I T E R A C Y - L E V E L SLvl 1: | Lvl 2: | Lvl 3: | Lvl 4:
R P - M E T H O D SSkype: Yes
Notes: Yes (Preferred)
Forum: Yes
A V A I L A B I L I T YTime Zone: Pacific Standard Time
R P - S A M P L E{ Callum Forster | Witch-hunters }Cal rubbed the back of his head, surprised hunters didn't make as much as he thought. He assumed they would've, given how they were giving their whole lives and up in case something got botched on the job... Though to be fair, being a guide involved more technical knowledge... So he could see why there was a disparity in income! "Ah, I see. I'm just guiding full-time, so feel free to hit me up whenever."

Wow. That sounded depressing... "Sounds to me like a McDonalds meal is right in where your budget is, buddy." He replied, though after a moment, his face reddened a little. He just realized how rude that sounded. . . "Not to be mean or anything. Just making a joke, haha... Leo you said? I'll call you that. BunBun might be a little too weird for a guy like me." People might think he was some sort of a creep, in his opinion, for calling other guys cute names like that.

"Thanks, pal." He replied with a crooked smile. At least the kid had manners. "Y'know what? It'll be my treat, I insist. How about you go and find a place to sit with Soph, and I'll order? Hope you're not vegetarian, because... It's McDonalds so. . . Burgers it'll be." And after a few moments, he returned, plopping down in a seat of his choosing with food on platter. "More money to save for yourself, am I right? Go ahead and help yourselves."

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Description

Meeshdragon and i are joining rps. you should all join so we aren't lonely <3 if you do join, link me your characters! <333 I'd love to doodle them c:
I'm going to be leaving on a trip this Sunday morning, but I will be getting wifi occasionally for the next week! So i may doodle out of boredom haha ;v;

[ Refsheet ] - [ Heart chart ] - [ Level chart ] - [ Schilling tracker ]

I D E N T I T Y
N A M EFull Name: Wallace Nielsen
Nicknames: Wey, Lin, Wally (family-exclusive)
Alias(es): Weylin
A G ECurrent Age: ~3 years (Late Twenties to Mid-thirties human wise)
Birthdate: 9/1
Zodiac sign: Virgo
G E N D E RGender: Male
H E R I T A G ESubBreed: Vaenn
Breed: Somali Mix
P E R S O N A L

P E R S O N A L I T YSummary:tldr: Weylin is an annoying old guy that happens to show up whenever you don't want him. He doesn't contribute much to conversation, only making vague comments and suggestions in hopes of appearing productive. Whenever Lin attempts to help, he only comes across as smug and optimistic, leading to cats wanting to stab him. He has some deep seeded trust issues, is a coward art heart, and is constantly trying to increase his standard of living.
Personality Traits:{ Cheerful } { Careful }Weylin puts on a cool and jovial front for his accquaintances and superiors in order to get on their good side. He tries often to help, but his ability to offer effective support is usually dulled by his guarded nature. Really, the only tasks he's great at doing are menial labor or murder. His tendency to be wary of how others percieve his reputation comes in handy whenever he aspires to socially advance. However, this trait prevents him from establishing close bonds with others, as he thinks most cats are out to get him.{ Selfish} { Two-faced }Aspiring to not live a good life but to create one for his family, Weylin does his best not to get into trouble. He attempts to be the most upstanding citizen there is and spares no expense making sure he tries to get on the good side of those who matter. However, he could care less about the commonfolk of High Vale. Lin really only offers a helping hand if asked to by a cat of higher social standing. Unless someone important is watching him, it's every cat for himself.

[12:35:50 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: imagine whenever wally is approached by someone wanting him to help
[12:35:51 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: hes like
[12:35:57 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: "show me your id." = /
[12:36:06 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: and they're like: -whips out proof of high status-
[12:36:14 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: Wally: "IM YOUR GUY." ;D
[12:36:17 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: and if they dont hes like
[12:36:28 AM] kelvorax the flower prince: -turns around and leaves- = /
{ Self-Preservationist }He is a staunch believer that this is a cat eat cat world, and those who get away manage to live another day. He cherishes his life strongly, believing that he is the only one that can provide support for himself and his family. If pushed into a corner, he resigns to fighting if superiors watch but will turn tail and flee if they do not. Life comes first, pride comes second.

M I N D - S E THabits:
- Wants to be known as someone cool/awesome (and also for reasons disclosed in his history), so rather than reveal his true name, he always introduces himself as Weylin
- Doesn't really care about his physical appearance. Preens only if he needs to put on airs. Otherwise, he looks as scruffy as the next guy.
- LOWKEY SKETCHY. Smiles a lot, although his default expression is a resting bitch face.
- Eats a lot of food when he's stressed. It's pretty gross to watch. He has a good metabolism at least.

Fears:
- Dying in poverty, but even worse than that: dying in High Vale
- Having his entire family killed while in their current state

Dreams / Goals:
- Aspires to live a better life and bring his family out of the slums. Aspires to become head guard like his father would have been. To work toward that, he is currently a vigilante
- Wants to be extremely rich and have a lot of material things.

Religion: Slightly religious. Prays to The Creator, though he is beginning to grow skeptical
When he was younger, he was brought up to believe in what his parents held to be true. Since The Cataclysm, however, Weylin has his doubts about the deity's strength and ability to impact the world.
Build: Lean and lanky, has some muscle on him.
Scars/Disabilities: n/a
Physical Health 90%
He's seen his fair share of street scuffles but luckily has experience fighting. Most thieves trying to pick a fight with him usually end up getting stabbed. With cats dying left and right, no one would miss a couple of bodies here and there.
Emotional Health 81%
Stressed and upset still about the status of his home. Immigrated with his family from Gweillan to the Capital of High Vale following The Cataclysm. Despises where he is now and seeks to find some ticket out of this dump. Puts on the appearance that he is alright mentally, but with each passing day still stuck here, he is beginning to lose hope. S E X U A L I T YSexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Marital Status: Single
Partner: n/a
E N V I R O N M E N T

O C C U P A T I O NBattle Class: Assassin
Occupation: Vigilante
Former Occupations: n/a
S K I L L - T R E ECurrent Level: 1
Equipped Skills:NoneStrength: 5
Stealth: 1
Endurance: 0
Agility: 2
Tactical Skill: 0
Healing Arts:
Dark Magic: 2

E Q U I P M E N TItems in Possession:- Shawl
Weapons:- Twin Rusty Daggers
H I S T O R Y

B L O O D - T I E SParents:{ Rudolf Nielsen | Male | Vaenn | Deceased }
{ Marte Nielsen | Female | Vaenn | Alive }Siblings:{ Gunther Nielsen | Male | Vaenn | Alive }
B A C K S T O R Y
{ Chapter 1 | Tempest}Wallace spent a majority of his childhood living in Tempest with his mother and father. His father often told his sons stories of being a knight, although they were mostly bold-faced lies. Still, Wally ate up the whole thing, raving about how he too was going to be a knight. While he was responsible for the upkeep of the home and watching his younger brother, when alone, Wally would practice sword fighting. With a mop. And by god, he was the best mopfighter around. He practiced on the floor, on his pets, and even on his brother when the little stinker did something he didn't like. When Wally was old enough to pick his path, it didn't come as a surprise to anyone when he took up the way of the sword, training (he hoped) under his father in hopes of surpassing him.

His adolescent life was less than perfect. It was then he began to realize everything he'd been fed were nothing but tall tales. Seed of doubt was planted in Wally when one night, as the pages were bragging about who inspired them to seek the glory of knighthood. In the heat of the moment young cat claimed his father was the greatest knight of all. The pages laughed, making Wally uneasy with what was to come next. All they did amidst the giggles was tell him to shadow his father. Wally subconsciously knew that he never really got to see his father since starting his job, but always dismissed the concern with the excuse of how his father had more important things to do than have Wally shadow him.

One day, he did. And his father's carefully crafted stories fell to pieces. He wasn't saving princesses from beasts; he was babysitting the son of the knight he worked for. He never helped the jarl keep law and order. The only "jarl" he helped was the cook whenever he was assigned mess hall duty. Rather than help the public with their quests, all his father did was run errands for nobles able-bodied enough to do those tasks on their own. His father was nothing but a page. After returning to the rest of the cats with a stony face, Wally experienced nothing but constant ridicule. They certainly got to him, as he could do nothing but bite tongue in shame.

Since that day, Wally never really saw his father in the same way.

{ Chapter 2 | Fall of Tempest}When The Cataclysm occurred and Avens Warren fell into shambles, he and his family struggled to escape to High Vale. While he, his mother, and brother managed to make it shaken but safe, his father stayed in Tempest to assist younger trainees that may have been caught in the chaos. Wallace prayed to the Creator that day, hoping by some miracle his father would return safely to where they hid in High Vale.

He never did.

And since then, Wally has resigned from the position of page. Whether it was from guilt over the way he saw his father, shame, or anger, he didn't know. All Wally did Know was that he wasn't going to let others get to him again. Knighthood was corrupt and he wasn't going to let the opinions of others sway his own.

{ Chapter 3 | Present Day }Since their immigration to High Vale, the ragtag family has slowly began to claw its way back to the top. Wally has taken up the mantle of town vigilante. Though noble in name, he simply sells his sword to the highest bidder. He was a strict ban on royalty and working with knights. Whatever coin he makes gets invested into helping him and his family. To protect them, he has taken on the identity of Weylin; however, the change of name was also a way for him to distance himself from the past. Still, whatever the means, Weylin aspires to be like his father and bring his family honor and wealth. He is willing to sacrifice anything and anyone to do so.

A V A I L A B I L I T Y

L I T E R A C Y - L E V E L SLvl 1: | Lvl 2: | Lvl 3: | Lvl 4:
R P - M E T H O D SSkype: Yes
Notes: Yes (Preferred)
Forum: Yes
A V A I L A B I L I T YTime Zone: Pacific Standard Time
R P - S A M P L E{ Callum Forster | Witch-hunters }Cal rubbed the back of his head, surprised hunters didn't make as much as he thought. He assumed they would've, given how they were giving their whole lives and up in case something got botched on the job... Though to be fair, being a guide involved more technical knowledge... So he could see why there was a disparity in income! "Ah, I see. I'm just guiding full-time, so feel free to hit me up whenever."

Wow. That sounded depressing... "Sounds to me like a McDonalds meal is right in where your budget is, buddy." He replied, though after a moment, his face reddened a little. He just realized how rude that sounded. . . "Not to be mean or anything. Just making a joke, haha... Leo you said? I'll call you that. BunBun might be a little too weird for a guy like me." People might think he was some sort of a creep, in his opinion, for calling other guys cute names like that.

"Thanks, pal." He replied with a crooked smile. At least the kid had manners. "Y'know what? It'll be my treat, I insist. How about you go and find a place to sit with Soph, and I'll order? Hope you're not vegetarian, because... It's McDonalds so. . . Burgers it'll be." And after a few moments, he returned, plopping down in a seat of his choosing with food on platter. "More money to save for yourself, am I right? Go ahead and help yourselves."

C R E D I T SDrawn Application Template © 3lectronicAt
Written Application Template © KalCity and Friskusis
RoadToFolkvangr © The RtF Staff Team, explicitly 3lectronicAt
Wallace Nielsen © Caesol