Gilbert Beilschmidt -- PRUSSIA

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Name: Gilbert Beilschmidt
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Quarter: Northwestern Quarter
Job: Gilbert is one of the great warriors of Pangaea. He guards the people and the land, and also keeps an eye on the barriers between the Quarters. However, he is also part of a smuggling ring set up in the Southwestern Quarter and that is where he gets a lot more of his wealth.
God(s): Donar - god of thunder and war-like strength (A Teutonic god)
Gift: Gilbert has the unique ability to know when people are lying when he hears the lie. Of course, it also sends a stabbing PAIN through his head as the signal to let him know that someone is lying, but it's worth it to be able to play hands how he sees fit.

Personality: Gilbert has the sort of insufferable personality that can annoy the shit out of someone and yet endear him to them at the same time. He is exceedingly full of himself and thinks he is the greatest person in the entire world. Also, he’s quick to point his greatness out to everyone around him. He is boisterous and loud and always seems to be full of life, no matter what the situation is. Gilbert is quick to all extreme forms of emotion - happiness and anger being the most prominent.

Quick to point out other people’s shortcomings, Gilbert is also just as quick to praise people when they do something that he thinks is “awesome”. He tends to be a touchy-feely sort of person, not afraid to throw a companionable arm around someone should they be near enough to warrant it.

However, there are also times when Gilbert realizes how very alone he is because of his tendency to drive people away with the way he acts. He tries to suppress this loneliness by loudly reminding himself how awesome he is and how it’s great to be alone, because he’s alone with his awesome self. Oddly, this tends to cheer him up marginally, but sometimes it doesn’t and he winds up just wandering around by himself, completely depressed. During these times, he's often forgotten about the fact that he has family and friends because his mind is so focused on his own self-pity.
Appearance: Gilbert is the sort of crazy person who actually likes wearing his armor, and so he does so frequently. However, wearing your armor can be a little conspicuous when dealing with underground events, so he also likes to wear dark clothes and dramatic capes to hide his identity at those times. While capes do stand out quite a bit, Gilbert is convinced that it doesn't matter, because he could easily kill anyone who recognized him. Also, he has a large scar on one cheek from falling on the crags when he was little and consistently has a tiny bird perched somewhere on his personage.

Strengths:
Stubborn -- It's very hard to get Gilbert to budge from an opinion that he has, and he will stick by someone until the very end if necessary.
Self-assured -- Gilbert knows what he's good at, and he doesn't shy away from doing things that he's good at. He's also not afraid to try new things, because he's certain he'll be good at them.
Physically -- Through many years of training, Gilbert has become very physically strong. Brute force is his fall-back.
Optimistic -- Even though life has thrown some sucker-punches at him, Gilbert doesn't let anything get him down. Not for long anyway. He knows if he keeps fighting, he'll eventually have to win.
Lying -- Because of his double-agent status, Gilbert is very good at lying. It also helps that he can call other people on their lies as well.
Weaknesses:
Albinism --Because of his albinism, Gilbert has several physical weaknesses, mostly revolving around his eyes:

Nystagmus - Gilbert’s eyes begin to dart back and forth without his meaning for them to when he is particularly angry, relaxed, or excited, distorting his vision
Myopia - Gilbert is near-sighted, but he refuses to try and fix the problem through corrective lenses of any kind.
Photophobia - He is sensitive to light. It blinds him and causes him to have headaches. So he tends to stick to the darkness.

Loneliness -- Because of being a double-agent, Gilbert feels lonely a lot of the time. And this is the one thing that can really get him down and he's self-conscious about.
Protective -- Gilbert is protective of people he cares about to a fault. He would give his own life to save someone he loves.
Insanity -- Partially due to his "gift", Gilbert is mildly insane. As such, he enjoys pain - both the pain of others and his own pain.
Curious -- Curiosity killed the cat, and will likely get the better of Gilbert eventually. He pokes into things where he has no business, simply because he wants to know exactly what's going on.

Likes:
--Himself
--Birds
--Pancakes
--Sweet things
--Fights
--Blood
--Winning
--BEER
Dislikes:
--People lording over him
--Choosing between two things he likes equally
--Being tied down in one place
--Light
--Anyone who messes with people he’s chosen to protect
Quirks:
--Tends to bounce when he’s excited about something and grins maniacally at the same time. It gives off a rather eerie feeling, especially with his blood-red eyes.
--Has a yellow chick that is consistently on him somewhere. He often doesn't seem to realize that it's even there until someone points it out.
--Gilbert keeps a diary, and has his entire life. He has an entire library filled with every journal he has written.
Phobias:
--Being trapped
--Light
--Winding up alone for the rest of his life...

History:
Gilbert was born into a slightly more fortunate family. But, he himself was an accident. And, more than that, he was a freak - an abomination. Born with the curse of albinism, Gilbert has always been singled out as "different", and certainly not in a good way. His parents were horrified by him, but tried desperately not to show it. Of course, it didn't take the young Gilbert long to figure out that every time his parents said "I love you" to him and he felt a stabbing pain through his whole head that they were lying. It is probably due to this "gift" that Gilbert sank slowly into insanity.

He was still young when his younger brother was born, and born perfect at that. Gilbert felt a great deal of jealously towards the "normal" boy, but at the same time, as the boy grew, Gilbert felt an overwhelming need to protect this helpless little thing. That's a need that has stuck with Gilbert his whole life.

And it was also this need, and a desire to get away from his parents, that drove Gilbert to training to be a guard at a young age. He was only fourteen when he started tagging along behind the guards of Pangaea and trying to mimic their movements. Seeing a potential recruit, they started to train him, and he joined their ranks at the ripe age of seventeen.

It was also through this association with the guards that Gilbert discovered the underworld of the city, and was enthralled by it. It had the elements of excitement that he yearned for and Gilbert soon found himself caught up in illegal activities, while still pursuing a goal to become one of the most well-known and respected guards in the city. To this day, he still can't choose who his loyalties lie with, and this is both a constant source of excitement and turmoil for him. And is also part of the reason that he feels so alone so much of the time.

RP Sample:
It had been a long night. Gilbert was staring at the tiny yellow chick resting in the palm of his hand as he walked lazily down the streets of New York City. People jostled him as he passed, but he paid them no mind. As long as they didn’t knock the chick from his hand, he didn’t care that they were bumping into him. It was part of the curse that came with living in such a large city.

Idly, he tossed the chick into the air and caught it again, tucking it gently back into his pocket. His hand stayed in his pocket to finger the chick as he walked, his crimson eyes raising to watch the people around him. A lot of them shied away from him, and he grinned at those ones in particular. It was funny to see what just his looks could do to people. Especially since they had absolutely no idea what he could do with just his bare hands should he decide that they weren’t worthy of being in his world anymore.

Because it was his world, of course! He was the most awesome human being on the planet! And the sooner people realized that, the sooner they would all be better off. Perhaps he should just simply declare himself supreme ruler of everyone. Then again, being in charge of everyone in the world would be completely boring, and Gilbert didn’t want that.

No, he wanted the thrill that came from moving around. The joy that coursed through him when he took someone’s life. Life was just so fragile, wasn’t it? Ahh, how he loved to wrap his hands around someone’s throat and just squeeze until their eyes bulged and…

Snapping out of his thoughts, Gilbert grinned and angled towards a man that he had just caught sight of. It was one of his contacts in the Italian mafia, and hey, since he was out and about anyway, it was worth taking the time to go find out what was going on with that particular family. He hadn’t visited the Italian headquarters in a while after all, so what was the harm in getting some information? The Russians were getting on him for not being informative enough lately. Anything he found out from this man would be good enough, he thought, to give to them.

His crimson eyes flashed and began to twitch back and forth rapidly, blurring his vision even further than usual and he had to rub them harshly to stop the movement. He was getting excited.

After all, it was another day in the life of the awesome him.

Out Of Character
Name: Frika
Age: 22
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