(no subject)
Dec. 8th, 2017 09:54 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
like_quicksilverplayer information
● name: Robin
● age: 32
● contact:![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
Rschwartz501
● other characters: n/a
character information
● name: Gyda Ragnarsdottir
● canon: Vikings
● canon point: Season 1 finale just after her death.
● age: 12
● (canon) background:
http://vikings.wikia.com/wiki/Gyda#Biography
headcanon points
-Began learning to fight at age ten, after being bullied by two older boys
- Started learning to read from Athelstan, since it’s been a year within the time frame, her ability to read is at a five-year reading level..
● (original) world: n/a
● abilities: Living on a farm, Gyda is able to take care of animals, and is fairly skilled at making and weaving with various forms of yarn and thread. Inline with the time period, she’s some skill of cookery and handywork, however the means she does this would be considered old fashioned by some.
Gyda’s also double jointed in her shoulders and elbows, able to twist her arms in near completely 360 degrees
● strengths:
Empathy- Of her family, Gyda is the most open and connects herself easier with those she meets. When Athelstan is first introduced, it’s easy for her to see how lonely and torn he is to be there, and she lets him tell stories about his strange god because it cheers him up, even if she does tease him about it, it’s only to make him laugh. Nor does she protest Siggy and Thyri joining their family, even after the latter’s husband was the one to hunt them down. Deep down, Gyda wishes to help those in her home to feel welcomed and safe.
Fortitude-Though not a warrior and barely a teenager, Gyda still displays a silent courage that belies most children her age. When faced with the threat of being killed or captured, she rarely screams or cries out, but does what it takes to get to safety, and when forced to live in hiding in a small shack, she doesn’t complain or wish for home, but places faith in her family and the gods. Far from naive about death, sickness and pain, Gyda is old enough to know that fear makes things worse and to give in would be dishonorable in a family of warriors.
Insightful-A trait inherited from her father, Gyda has a sense of perceptiveness that is often overlooked. Learning to take care of home and hearth, she’s able to pick person’s traits and habits to know if they’re not well, and try to urge them to take care of themselves. Likewise, it’s very easy for her to pick on the emotional state of either a person or environment, either in mannerism or signs, however she may or may not remark on what she observes unless she believes it will make a difference.
● weaknesses:
Inexperience-Even by the time standards, Gyda is still just reaching adulthood. While she’s able to take care of a household, she’s too young to take run it all by herself, especially one that doubles as a farmhouse or the household of an Earl. While she tells her uncle that she’s training to fight in the shieldwall, by her age she would’ve only been learning for two years, and being the only daughter, the pressure for her to learn to be a warrior is not nearly as great as it would be for her brother. All of which mean that Gyda is still too young to truly be on her own.
Stoicism-Perceptive and brave as she is, Gyda will only open up emotionally to close family or friends, and only if something is truly bothering her. Otherwise, she will keep her emotions to herself, not wishing to seem weak or wanting to bother others if there are more graver issues at play. Even more concerning is she will often downplay her own pain or illnesses, putting her at even more of a risk then she would if she were to get help of her own accord.
Dependence-While this goes with being a girl her age and in the time period, at no point has Gyda ever been separated from her family. Even in a culture that prefers sons and warriors, she was never made to feel inferior and always treasured and protected by her family, even her uncle, the berserker Rollo. She constantly worries about their safety and well being, even if she’s unable to do anything to help them. To be without them would leave her feeling lost, lonely and unsure of herself.
● job skills (optional): basic farming, weaving/sewing and animal husbandry.
● housing (optional): With permission from the respective player, once Gyda’s given the clear all from the clinic, I’d like her to be housed in Marco’s ‘home for warward teens’.
● network username: Ragnarsdottir
● network sample: [The video shows Gyda from her room, still appearing worn out, but her color's improved and she doesn't look nearly as ill. She's by the window and looking out onto the street. When the screen turns on, she nearly drops the camera.]
Ivar! It works! [She waves at the camera, smiling a little as it captures her movements. Her voice is a little hoarse and every once and awhile she lets out a cough, but all it means is she's finally kicking the flu-well, that’s what they tell her.]
Hello, my name's Gyda, Ragnarsdottir. I'm twelve years old and I've been in this large city for a few days now-least I'm sure it's a few days. I want to say thank you to the healers in the clinic. They've been very helpful and I feel much better now then when I arrived in this strange land.
[She fiddles with the device, unsure if she's supposed to turn it off or not.]
● prose/action sample:
link
The past few days seemed all a blur, her waking in and out of sleep, seeing the same strangely dressed people coming in and out of the room they placed her in. They kept asking asking her things, and more prodding, having the strange stick in her mouth. Atleast they finally removed the strange needle dripping fluids from her arm-the needle didn't hurt, but her arm was itchy and sore even when they took it out. The strange colored..things..they have her to swallow tasted terrible, but she did notice she felt a little better some time after taking them. She took them along with the different tasting liquids they gave her: she recognized the chicken soup, but other liquids were either strangely sweet or tasted of herbs.
Her deepest worry in this case wasn’t the illness; that was a mere inconvenience by now. What scared her was that she was by herself, her only family being a brother she didn’t know. She’d never been without her family before and the thought of what would happen now hurt more than the illness she was just recovering from.
Her third day though, she woke up feel more alert than she'd been in days, even in Kattegat. After the usual 'check up' and being told that the fever had finally broken, the female healer said she'd only have to stay here a few more days to make sure she didn't get worse and hold down solid food. The last thing she did was show Gyda how to use the other box right by her bed, the one with the strange runes. The woman demonstrated that it controlled the black square just across from her bed, and to press the red circle, which caused an image to appear on the screen. Her eyes opened wide as she witnessed a scene of a boy and girl arguing with each other, but when she waved an arm and called to get their attention, she was told by the healer that the people weren't real, they were just images of a performance.
When she left, Gyda was still fiddling with the controls on the device, until it showed a man talking to someone as he was cooking. The whole of it didn't make sense, but it was entertaining, and above all it was distraction, something her mind craved more than than solid food..
● name: Robin
● age: 32
● contact:
● other characters: n/a
character information
● name: Gyda Ragnarsdottir
● canon: Vikings
● canon point: Season 1 finale just after her death.
● age: 12
● (canon) background:
http://vikings.wikia.com/wiki/Gyda#Biography
headcanon points
-Began learning to fight at age ten, after being bullied by two older boys
- Started learning to read from Athelstan, since it’s been a year within the time frame, her ability to read is at a five-year reading level..
● (original) world: n/a
● abilities: Living on a farm, Gyda is able to take care of animals, and is fairly skilled at making and weaving with various forms of yarn and thread. Inline with the time period, she’s some skill of cookery and handywork, however the means she does this would be considered old fashioned by some.
Gyda’s also double jointed in her shoulders and elbows, able to twist her arms in near completely 360 degrees
● strengths:
Empathy- Of her family, Gyda is the most open and connects herself easier with those she meets. When Athelstan is first introduced, it’s easy for her to see how lonely and torn he is to be there, and she lets him tell stories about his strange god because it cheers him up, even if she does tease him about it, it’s only to make him laugh. Nor does she protest Siggy and Thyri joining their family, even after the latter’s husband was the one to hunt them down. Deep down, Gyda wishes to help those in her home to feel welcomed and safe.
Fortitude-Though not a warrior and barely a teenager, Gyda still displays a silent courage that belies most children her age. When faced with the threat of being killed or captured, she rarely screams or cries out, but does what it takes to get to safety, and when forced to live in hiding in a small shack, she doesn’t complain or wish for home, but places faith in her family and the gods. Far from naive about death, sickness and pain, Gyda is old enough to know that fear makes things worse and to give in would be dishonorable in a family of warriors.
Insightful-A trait inherited from her father, Gyda has a sense of perceptiveness that is often overlooked. Learning to take care of home and hearth, she’s able to pick person’s traits and habits to know if they’re not well, and try to urge them to take care of themselves. Likewise, it’s very easy for her to pick on the emotional state of either a person or environment, either in mannerism or signs, however she may or may not remark on what she observes unless she believes it will make a difference.
● weaknesses:
Inexperience-Even by the time standards, Gyda is still just reaching adulthood. While she’s able to take care of a household, she’s too young to take run it all by herself, especially one that doubles as a farmhouse or the household of an Earl. While she tells her uncle that she’s training to fight in the shieldwall, by her age she would’ve only been learning for two years, and being the only daughter, the pressure for her to learn to be a warrior is not nearly as great as it would be for her brother. All of which mean that Gyda is still too young to truly be on her own.
Stoicism-Perceptive and brave as she is, Gyda will only open up emotionally to close family or friends, and only if something is truly bothering her. Otherwise, she will keep her emotions to herself, not wishing to seem weak or wanting to bother others if there are more graver issues at play. Even more concerning is she will often downplay her own pain or illnesses, putting her at even more of a risk then she would if she were to get help of her own accord.
Dependence-While this goes with being a girl her age and in the time period, at no point has Gyda ever been separated from her family. Even in a culture that prefers sons and warriors, she was never made to feel inferior and always treasured and protected by her family, even her uncle, the berserker Rollo. She constantly worries about their safety and well being, even if she’s unable to do anything to help them. To be without them would leave her feeling lost, lonely and unsure of herself.
● job skills (optional): basic farming, weaving/sewing and animal husbandry.
● housing (optional): With permission from the respective player, once Gyda’s given the clear all from the clinic, I’d like her to be housed in Marco’s ‘home for warward teens’.
● network username: Ragnarsdottir
● network sample: [The video shows Gyda from her room, still appearing worn out, but her color's improved and she doesn't look nearly as ill. She's by the window and looking out onto the street. When the screen turns on, she nearly drops the camera.]
Ivar! It works! [She waves at the camera, smiling a little as it captures her movements. Her voice is a little hoarse and every once and awhile she lets out a cough, but all it means is she's finally kicking the flu-well, that’s what they tell her.]
Hello, my name's Gyda, Ragnarsdottir. I'm twelve years old and I've been in this large city for a few days now-least I'm sure it's a few days. I want to say thank you to the healers in the clinic. They've been very helpful and I feel much better now then when I arrived in this strange land.
[She fiddles with the device, unsure if she's supposed to turn it off or not.]
● prose/action sample:
link
The past few days seemed all a blur, her waking in and out of sleep, seeing the same strangely dressed people coming in and out of the room they placed her in. They kept asking asking her things, and more prodding, having the strange stick in her mouth. Atleast they finally removed the strange needle dripping fluids from her arm-the needle didn't hurt, but her arm was itchy and sore even when they took it out. The strange colored..things..they have her to swallow tasted terrible, but she did notice she felt a little better some time after taking them. She took them along with the different tasting liquids they gave her: she recognized the chicken soup, but other liquids were either strangely sweet or tasted of herbs.
Her deepest worry in this case wasn’t the illness; that was a mere inconvenience by now. What scared her was that she was by herself, her only family being a brother she didn’t know. She’d never been without her family before and the thought of what would happen now hurt more than the illness she was just recovering from.
Her third day though, she woke up feel more alert than she'd been in days, even in Kattegat. After the usual 'check up' and being told that the fever had finally broken, the female healer said she'd only have to stay here a few more days to make sure she didn't get worse and hold down solid food. The last thing she did was show Gyda how to use the other box right by her bed, the one with the strange runes. The woman demonstrated that it controlled the black square just across from her bed, and to press the red circle, which caused an image to appear on the screen. Her eyes opened wide as she witnessed a scene of a boy and girl arguing with each other, but when she waved an arm and called to get their attention, she was told by the healer that the people weren't real, they were just images of a performance.
When she left, Gyda was still fiddling with the controls on the device, until it showed a man talking to someone as he was cooking. The whole of it didn't make sense, but it was entertaining, and above all it was distraction, something her mind craved more than than solid food..
