Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2013 13:18:32 GMT -8
Liesel Sofia Friedmann As far as Germans go, Liesel is far from typical. Constantly stereotyped as anal retentive, serious, and unfunny, it comes to surprise many that Liesel is entirely opposite. Friendly, social, fun-loving, and surprisingly hospitable, Liesel embodies everything that is Bavarian that has earned them a place among the most un-German of Germans. And damn, she's fucking proud of it. |
CODE NAME: Schutzengel |
Female | 29 | Heterosexual |
Bavarian-German | Baker (Cover) | Agent (Sleeper) |
Physical |
172.7cm | 68kg | Blonde; Curly, Unruly |
Sky Blue | Fair | Tall; Lean |
Personal |
Boisterous – When Liesel wants to talk, laugh, or have fun, she doesn’t hold back at all. Though her laugh may seem very overblown, it’s just that easy to tickle her to the point she’ll laugh herself into tears. Similarly, she doesn’t quiet herself if she wants to talk. After all, there are so many moments in her life when silence is integral that she can’t help but speak loudly, as if she has to make up for lost volume. She’s also quite the party-lover. Modest – In her dress, Liesel is very visibly modest about her body. Though not unwilling to show a little shoulder or collar, she doesn’t take much pleasure in things that are too low-cut. She feels it’s distracting, not to mention drafty as hell. Of her own choice, she’ll try to steer clear of anything that shows off or flaunts, but if the dress is mandatory, she’ll oblige albeit grudgingly. Eager - Liesel has no end of willingness to help or impress. She always has to be busy and always has to be on the move, or otherwise doing something. Relaxing is actually pretty difficult for her. Give her a job or a chance to shine and she'll try to best to come out on top. Level-Headed - Liesel is calm and she is a thinker. In collaboration with her anxiety for waiting and her tendency to worry, Liesel comes up with plan after plan to handle any situation. When put in a situation, her brain works to get her out of it as painlessly as possible. She works better under pressure than she does otherwise. Flirtatious - There's something about her eyes and mouth that make expressing a playful flirt rather easy. Whether expressing interest or not, Liesel will happily indulge in a few playful words between herself and another. She finds it fun, and even cuter if she can make someone blush. Independent - Fiercely so, possibly to the point of it being detrimental. She doesn't like being helped, but would prefer to give her help to others instead. She doesn't enjoy working with others on important things and prefers to do things on her own, just to make sure everything gets done. She prefers to rely on herself, and thus tends to think that people can rely on her as well. Talkative - She's a chatterbox that sometimes needs to be told to shut up. She loves talking about anything and everything. Just so we're clear, she can't keep a secret to save her life, so it's probably best not to tell her anything. She doesn't go out of her want to divulge any such secrets, but sometimes they just slip out of her mouth without her thinking too much on it. Her replies in conversation come quickly, as if on cue, and she's never at a loss for what she can say. Stubborn – When Liesel’s made up her mind about something, it’s pretty difficult to change her mind. Try not to use phrases that will only challenge her to prove you wrong, because when people do that to her, they only make her want to try even harder at whatever dangerous task she’s set herself on. So, don’t challenge her. You’ll probably get her killed if you do, and no one wants that. Light-Hearted – A lot of what Liesel says or does, she does out of jest. She’s a very playful person just just really enjoys hanging around other people. She isn’t one to poke fun at someone else if she’s sure it’ll hurt their feelings, but if you do that to her you’ve just invited her to go all out. Moral - She has a very strong set of morals from her religion and upbringing. She believes in justice and the power of good, and has herself set to do what she believes in her heart to be the right thing. She does not tolerate the lawless, or even those teetering on the line between good and evil. People don't have to be evil to break the law, but there are other ways of making a living that doesn't involve the underworld! Forgiving - But she also finds that despite her rigid expectations, she can't blame the repentant. Those that beg forgiveness and prove they can change, she can accept them. There's something to be said of those that find their way out of the darkness, and she respects the strength these people have. It isn't easy to claim your life back. Worrywart - Then Liesel gets an idea in her head, particularly a bad one, it'll stick to her brain for the next few days. This is especially bad during periods of nervousness or anxiety, when her mind is attacked by "what if?" and the like. Unfortunately this isn't something she can change, it just kind of happens despite self-reassurances that nothing will go wrong. Impatient – She doesn’t like waiting. It’s that period between when she finds something out and the point at which it happens that makes her a little anxious. She gets very quiet during this time – an oddity considering she loves to converse with others – and it’s very easy to tell when something is making her nervous. Liesel would much prefer being able to finish a job as quickly as possible. The period of waiting beforehand only makes her worry about not completing the job well. Thick-Skinned – Liesel doesn’t respond very harshly to insults or criticism. In fact if she asks she’ll even respond favorably. That said, if you want to get under Liesel’s skin, this isn’t the best way to go because she just shrugs off anything people say that is meant to be insulting. Liesel reasons that allowing oneself to become too angry inhibits one’s ability to properly make decisions, and any attempt to rile her up is an attempt to lower her guard. She doesn’t trust people that insult her and just imagines they are too stupid to really understand her anyway. If you do manage to get her angry, she’s normally the first to throw a punch. Be warned, she doesn’t hold back and she has a brutal right. |
Likes | Dislikes |
Weißbier – Liesel does enjoy her alcohol, but there are none she enjoys more than this reminder of her roots. Granted, she likes drinking in general, but no one likes doing so out without the company of friends. She’ll try new things, but expect her to default to this otherwise. Reading – She loves any type of novel, from action to romance. She has a rather secret love for erotic novels, though, but she keeps his hidden and doesn’t often read such books in public, opting for much milder books in such cases. Shhh! Sweet Foods – She doesn’t guzzle or gorge but gosh, she loves anything sweet. Give her a cake or pastry or chocolate and you’ll find you’ve made a friend for life. Want to brighten her day? Same thing. There are few things she enjoys more than food. Social Drinking – We’re all friends, right? Let’s get out of here and grab a drink or two after a long day at work! Everyone needs to loosen up every now and then and Liesel is no exception, and if you care to test your mettle against her talent for holding her alcohol by all means, give it a shot! We’ll wake up with the mother of all hangovers but at least we’ll have a blast getting there! Cooking – She loves baking purely because she loves sweet foods most of all, but she’s a very hospitable hostess that loves to cook for friends and family. She’ll use any excuse to take to the stove and stuff her friends full of her delicious (in her opinion) food. What sort of uncultured fool hates Bavarian cuisine? Folklore/Fairy Tales/Stories – There’s something about folklore and fairy tales that inspire the world. Most of the planet’s most beloved tales come from the Germanic areas and many of there were tales Liesel grew up with, not to mention Bavaria is basically a fairy tale land in of itself. Architecture – She can’t design worth crap, but she loves to admire the art in architecture. From castles to cathedrals, to a common home built for a common man, each building (and their layouts) have a certain beauty to them that Liesel finds fascinating. Hunting – It’s more or less the process that fascinates her. She doesn’t particularly enjoy the kill, but the action of stalking and getting to the point where she could? That is interesting, and outwitting the instinct of an animal is much more satisfactory than getting a kill she might not want. | Needlework – She doesn’t hate needlework itself, but finds herself utterly useless in any aspects involving it. She can’t sew to save her life, and often finds that her attempts to repair clothes or fabric simply renders them unusable. Badly prepared food – Ugh! If you can’t cook, kindly step away from the stove and let someone with skill use it. Liesel absolutely can’t stand people cooking when they have no business even touching a pot or pan. For the sake of her sanity and all of those around you, put the skillet down. Stupid Tourists – Especially in groups. Alone? That’s a different story—you know, as long as they aren’t screaming at you because they’re sure you can’t speak English/whatever language they speak. Selfishness – There’s enough trouble in this world without selfish and greedy people adding to it. If you can spare a couple of moments to help someone in need out of the sheer goodness in your heart, why not give it a go? Maybe you’ll feel productive and moral. People that work way too hard – There’s nothing wrong with wanting to work hard to earn your place in society, but all work and no play gets a little boring! So take off your time, throw on a jacket, and get out a little more! Being Overly Serious – In the same class as people who work too hard. People with no sense of humor are just as bad at being fun or interesting. Rats – Ew. They’re filthy, they’re ugly, they’re diseased. Their tails look like worms, and the little claws and just… ugh. She doesn’t like them. Domestic rats are kind of okay, because they at least look cleaner. Board Games - She just hates them. Especially Monopoly and Life. They're boring and she never wins them, which is never fun. Some games she likes, though, particularly the ones that actually make people laugh. |
Dreams | Fears |
Vengeance - She knows it's wrong to want it. She knows she may never get it. But deep down, Liesel really wants to find the man or woman who killed her fiance and, hopefully, put them behind bars... or kill them, if they decided to fight for their life. To be perfectly honest she's fine with either one at this point. Get Rich - Her cousin Ludwig is pretty much bathing in money, and what does Liesel do? She bakes for a living... on top of other top-secret activities. She doesn't see bread getting her to millionaire status in the near future, but she could win the lottery someday. Maybe. House With a Big Yard - Because she hates her tiny little apartment and she hates how it has a measly balcony and she hates how her puppy never gets to run around outside. But, in the future, right after she gets rich, she'll buy a big-ass house with a big-ass yard and then she'll buy five big-ass dogs and live happily ever after. | Backstabbing – Especially by someone she trusts above all others. It always happens then one least expects it, when life and death teeters along a desperate line and only one person can stop it. The worst feeling before dying is realizing that the one could save you never intended to do so, and their goal in the end was simply to let you die, and go to your grave with unanswered questions and a broken heart. Haunted Houses - NO. PLEASE. NO. Liesel can't do it. She really can't. Please please please don't make her do anything paranormal. It's unnatural and she's pretty sure those places are rifts between Earth and Hell. The last thing she wants is a demon in her house and despite being Catholic she has no idea how to do a proper exorcism. Drowning - Not Liesel's ideal way to die. It almost happened once already. She'd much rather go some other way, peacefully and with less struggling. So, it's really more of a problem with water in general. She's fine in the company of others, but you'll never catch her swimming alone. Buddy system, please. Guilt - Something she forces herself to life without. She tried very hard to make sure she never does anything that risks given her any regrets, and despite this being one of her biggest fears, it's a burden she is already constantly carrying when she remembers her dying lover and how she could not be there to save him or comfort him in death. |
Background |
Liesel was born on British soil to a German couple who, at the time she was conceived, were barely even a couple to begin with. Fate saw to thrust them together after a stormy relationship, and the man, being honorable, took the responsibility for his help in this little problem by sticking beside his then-girlfriend. The relationship was strained to its limits. Despite this the couple eventually married before she was born, but Liesel grew up aware of the fact (or at least conscious of the possibility) that her parents didn’t love each other as much as they should have. They were still good people that stuck together and made sure the little family they accidentally created stayed as happy as it could. They never complained and behaved as any family should, and thus Liesel never had reason to complain as well. She was a little luckier than most children in this situation, she realized. But her father was the son of a butcher who ended up inheriting the shop, and her mother would later work in clothing retail when the family moved permanently back to London after a brief period in Bavaria, feeling that perhaps Liesel’s birth there would be a sign of eventual good fortune. Though fortune never quite graced them, neither did misfortune. Life was relatively quiet, peaceful, and uneventful. Liesel grew up in a bilingual household from the year five onward. She spent most of her life in England and could easily consider herself an Englishwoman if she so please, but Liesel’s parents sought to ensure that she never forgot where her roots were. After all, both of her parents came from Bavarian – south Germany – and if one thing can ever be said of Bavarians, it is that they are proud of who they are. From a young age Liesel found herself exposed to both sides of the culture, and grew up very much between them both. She tried to study what she could of her hereditary culture. Already having a rather flawless grasp of German as a language (Bavarian dialect!) she set herself on a course to visit the state as much as she could in her life. It didn’t matter what she learned. History, architecture, legends, fairy tales. She went to museums, castles. She was a tourist in her own homeland, learning new things about it every day. Her parents continued to teach her whatever they could. History was what Liesel excelled in. History and language. In school it was always her best subject, and she was relatively passable in all others save math, which gave her trouble (Make no mistake, she worked damn hard to pass all of her classes), and she found herself engrossed in English and Literature. Though by no means the most naturally intelligent, she was hard-working and diligent, and always worked as hard as she could to make ends meet. By the time she finished school, she had earned a position in the top percentage of her class. After her initial schooling, she had a period of military training. There’s a time and place for seriousness, and this was drilled into Liesel quite quickly. In addition to discipline and weapons training, Liesel found herself being exposed to the arts of strategizing and planning. She served for several years before being released, at the age of twenty-two. When her life settled back into normalcy and she was back on her feet, she attempted to find some stability in applying arts and skills taught during her childhood – in this case, a knack for the baking of breads, pastries, and all sorts of other things. It was a hobby of her mother’s, and Liesel remembered often coming home to the smell of such baking when the woman was free from her other job. Liesel learned as much as she could, and through her work she happened to one day meet in the shop a man who would change her life. Her fiance. A touching moment in her life. She’d known the man for several years and the day he proposed to her was one of the happiest days she’d ever experienced. Set to marry in the fall, it was as if nothing could ever go wrong. Each day that passed brought her closer to spending the rest of her life with the man she loved. He was a year younger than she was, a bright-eyed and budding mechanic with a love of automobiles and racing. She loved him for the way his eyes sparkled when he got to rave about his job, the way his grin went lopsided if he botched a meal, the way his laugh trilled like music and tickled him when he could see her smile. It didn’t last though. A month away from marriage, the unthinkable happened. He was not a target, he was unknown in the world. Hell, if he had just given over his money without a fight, he probably would have still been alive. But that’s just what he didn’t do. A mugger, desperate for cash and driven by the side effects of withdrawal, pulled a knife on him in the street and dragged him into an alley. No one came to his rescue when voices were raised in argument, and in the end he lost his life, stabbed twice in the chest and once in the neck. He was dead before someone even called the ambulance, having bled out away from the eyes of any passersby. Liesel secluded herself from the rest of the world in mourning. She barely ate or slept. She prayed ceaselessly, begging his spirit to forgive her for not being there in his final moments, and begging for his soul to find peace in a place she was sure he deserved to be. God took people off the planet for a reason, and she was sure whatever reason He had for taking her love away from her must have been worth it… but it didn’t change how much she missed him, or how much she’d continue to miss him in the future. A necklace she had received from him the day before he was killed could remain a charm to remember him buy, hanging close to her heart and in perfect few: a blue crystal set in platinum, ‘the color of her eyes,” as he said. The underground was full of such types, those that prey on the innocent with no rhyme or reason for their actions. People die, and people are tortured, and people lose everything they have over squabbles that land them irreparably in the clutches of darkness. Hopefully applying what she had learned over the course of her life (intelligence, weapons, whatever she needed) Liesel managed to find herself being consider for a position in M16. It wasn't easy - it was competitive, and given this opportunity to help protect others was an opportunity she could not pass up. Fighting for the position, Liesel eventually managed to earn her spot, but seemed to end up being less of an "active duty" kind of role to a "if we need you, we'll call," kind of deal. Well, it was better than nothing. It would allow her to live relatively normal until someone desperately needed her, but if there was enough panic to need her to step in, then there was no way she would fail them. Not again. |
Role-Play Sample |
And this is where Liesel came in. She interrogated him endlessly to get the days he had off, and it was on those days she was going to keep him company. Knowing Ludwig - which she did - the poor fool was going to spend his day allowing around looking for random busywork. One of the things that annoyed her about her cousin was his sheer inability to just take it easy and do something good for himself. Ahh, but she was going to change that! Oh, yes she was. In one hand a brown paper bag, stuffed to the brim with all manner of baking goods. Knowing full well Ludwig's hobbies she figured it would be beneficial to perhaps goad him into a little baking. Nothing serious, nothing competitive. Just relaxing and productive at the same time - just how he liked it! The other hand carried a large case of beer. The two of them could polish off all the bottles easily, but the goal wasn't to get him drunk. She never had that intention in mind, despite the fact he was a very amusing drunk, but she was very much invested in the idea of perhaps having legitimate fun with Ludwig. But did she call him first? Hell no! He would probably refuse and then lock his door and never answer if she did. Oh Ludwig, you overreact so much! Liesel stole glances at every yard she passed. Good God, this neighborhood was rich. Someday she was going to be here in a massive house with a ton of dogs laughing at the poor saps trapped in those god-forsaken apartments in Vauxhall. How was it Ludwig was able to get a house in here when she was stuck in a dinky little apartment supplied by the government? Flickering lights, small spaces. She barely had enough room for her dog and he was a small little bugger. Ahh, someday she would have an amazing yard and her puppy would know the glory of grass. Oh wait, his address-- With some difficulty she fished through her pockets, eventually giving up and putting down the cargo in order to properly find the paper. She knew this was his street but the house number-- Ah, there it is! With its perfectly manicured yard, impeccably pristine windows, and unmistakable BMW at the front. Picking the items back up she held back a distinct grin of excitement and bounded up to the front door. Her clothes checked for imperfections and her mess of curled hair pulled back out of her face, she rang the bell at the door at waiting to see Ludwig's surprise. |
OOC Information |
Misso Pan |
See Liechtenstein for Details |
You know what's a joke? Your mom's face. |
Is that a wurst in your pocket or are you just happy to see me? <3 |
made by CAPTAIN of BACK TO NEVERLAND |