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Sven Ozols

"Neither here, nor there, but everywhere."

0 · 296 views · located in United Corp.

a character in “Lacrimosa Dies Illa”, as played by Irrefutablescion

Description

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    Born - - - 21 September 2135
    Hometown - - - - Riga, Latvia
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    H E X

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    Role - - - Gustav Holst
    Occupation - - - Bartender
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    C O M P O S I T I O N
    i. Venus, The Bringer of Peace - ii. The Cloud Messenger - iii. Jupiter Hymn - iv. A Moorside Suite: I Scherzo H. 173

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    M B T I

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    Appearance
    hair | Auburn eyes | olive green
    height | 175 cm x x weight | 78 kg



    Likes
    marbles| the smell of gasoline | honey | cyberpunk
    fashion | medieval roleplay | the occasional caffeine
    binge | riding down hills on grocery carts | ethnic
    food | soccer (football)| fertile soil | stuffed animals |
    logos |eating cereal with water |


    Dislikes
    weight-lifting | when animals die in movies, but the
    humans don't | textbooks | showering in the morning |
    aluminum foil (why is it so bendy?) | the fact he's terrible
    at lying | disco music | little children | waiting on lines |
    religious zealots


    Strengths & Weaknesses
    creative | It's part of the reason why his compositions
    have gained such notoriety; their elements of the wild
    and the imaginative. More often than not he is compelled
    to use this trait, along with his compassion, to help others
    solve their troubles. x insightful | he sees through people's
    dishonesty and manipulation and is able to steer such situations
    in a more honest directionx Decisive | his sheer willpower and
    conviction is near indomitable and he constructs logical plans
    of recourse for any problem that may be in his way. He not
    only dreams big, but he makes them a reality.

    sensitive | he is especially vulnerable to criticism and
    conflict and when one questions his methods he is most
    likely to lash back.x private | he prefers to promote a
    general image of his affability to others. He likes to be
    on this level of acquaintance with everyone he meets so
    as to not be forced in a circumstance where he would
    need to share more about his life. x easily weary |
    in always trying to present himself as the picture-perfect
    person, being reluctant to let people in, and expending
    such passion in every fiber of his being, he frequently
    tires and even suffers from bouts of depression


    Miscellaneous
    put anything you think is relevant to ur chara here | it can be
    memes or a link to a song | or what they would wear | honestly
    write whatever you lol | this can be as long or as short as you
    want it to be



    "Music, being identical with heaven, isn't a
    thing of momentary thrills, or even
    hourly ones. It's a condition of eternity."


    — Gustav Holst
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    Akkord

    Tremors of a night undone
    by dead end words and
    double meanings and judicial use
    of sin. It's steady canter
    breeds cloying darkness.
    It bears the insignia of us all and
    it rides.

    The Greatly Disturbed



    When Sven was little there used to be a hilltop near his house where he would go to spend time alone, his thoughts and the night time sky his only benefactors. It is an unfortunate occurrence his childhood hideout was quickly overtaken by commercial buildings and apartment complexes; the extent of the United Corp’s hand. His city had been touted as a cultural haven for centuries, a mecca in the often war-torn Baltics. It streets promenaded the bounty of their arts and achievements, however it disgusted Sven that these adulations were only in tribute to man. The real beauty lay in the natural world and not in humanity’s concern for preeminence. Sven often felt like that he was the only one that recognized this fact. Heaven knows (if there is such a thing) it was one of the few thoughts that afforded him any comfort when he was little.

    Sven could recall in vivid detail staring up at that cross section of the stars, not yet muddled by the pollution of the skies, tracing the outline of the constellations hundreds of times. Or the moments he would patiently await the sight of the planets as they traveled on their orbital paths. It is true that there was far more to his predecessor’s life than the piece that gained him renown, however, in a cruel streak of irony, Sven knew that human existence was but a small blip on the cosmic radar. No one man could challenge the omnipotence of the universe’s wide expanse.

    Music was Sven’s first and foremost love, again perhaps owing to his genetic makeup. Whereas he is ill-conceived to form anything meaningful with the bristles of a paint brush, music had provided the perfect outlet for his passion for the extraverted world to shine through. His heart had always gravitated toward the natural joys in life, a familiar theme in his musical composition, but perhaps that was done to counter the much darker thoughts that settled in his mind.

    Sven’s father had been a choirmaster and organist for a nearby church, performed piano recitals, and taught piano privately. With his mother also being a professional singer and pianist, Sven had his musical career laid out before him. Unfortunately, childhood ailments heavily hampered his technical abilities at instrumental performance. Originally he learned trombone, which his parents believed would help him with his asthma, and later he tried his hands at violin, but that too was affected by the neuritis in his right arm. He eventually settled on piano for it was the one instrument that most appealed to him and began to dabble in compositional studies in his teen years.

    When he was young, Sven bore a hot-headed, fiery personality, with an accompanying fierce desire to please and disprove his critics. On the one hand his host of childhood illnesses served to dampen some these destructive tendencies, however they took far more along with it. Although Sven’s compositions would grow to be widely acclaimed, some part of him always knew that he could never reach the level of mastery he desired or live up to his parent’s expectations. This degenerating self-image was compounded and partially induced by the death of Sven’s mother when he was twelve. While this occasion in itself had posed great emotional trauma, Sven was further debilitated by the ensuing neglect he experienced by his father and the woman he took on for his next wife. With very little emotional support and with only the express duty, in the words of his father, to progress his music, Sven soon grew out of touch with them and forming any further meaningful relationships from that point forward.

    Sven would have continued down this path of self-induced isolation, if not for rising cost of his expenses. Much like his long ago counterpart, although Sven wrote his compositions with passion and as an unbridled catharsis, many people viewed his music as lacking that very element of humanism; they thought his music too austere. Finding it difficult to subsist off his personal funding alone, Sven had to find another job to help pay for his bills. He found this opportunity in bar tending at a local pub. Sven had never liked social exposure, but in this setting he knew he had to adapt for it necessitated establishing rapport with the customers. This being the case, Sven quickly developed the knack to redirecting questions that involved his personal life back onto the inquirer without their even noticing. He had also grown adept at projecting a general impression of cordiality to avoid people prying for his true disposition.

    In spite of the fact that Sven dislikes people knowing of his background, he is not particularly conscious of how people view him. He is often too caught up in his own thoughts to heed or care what they may say. For example he wears a monocle, whose outdated appearance not only draws its fair share of glances but is not practical either for he has terrible vision in both eyes. He wears it for it is a family heirloom, but refuses to admit or bother himself with the fact that are far more flattering ways admire it that would not garner him so much ridicule. As often as he may appear lost in thought, Sven is not completely scatterbrained. He is in fact exceptionally perceptive and is able to read people very well.His discerning eye and knowledge of humanity's indiscretion and greed fuels his pessimism and is perhaps the reason why he never comes up from his apparent slump...


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fc | Arthur Kulkov
Played by | Irrefutablescion
Created by | verix
Inspired by | onyx & cinders on jcink

So begins...

Sven Ozols's Story