Blas Há

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: ESPARIAN Militant {2ND LIEUTENANT}

"Welcome, my friend, to the friendzone!"
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FULL NAME:
→ Blas Há

AGE:
→ 19 20

SEX:
→ Male

BIRTH PLACE:
→ Esparia

RACE:
→ 3/4 Esparian 1/4 Aerugese

DEPARTMENT:
→ Republican Soldier

DATE OF BIRTH:
→ June 18

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HEIGHT:
→ 6'1

WEIGHT:
→ 140 lbs

PICTURE:
→

Spoiler:

DESCRIPTION:
→ Fashion is a second nature to Blas. Though what some may consider bad fashion, he may consider good. Day by day he changes his attire, but he is notable by a blue muffler he wears around his neck. Always, he wears a blue scarf, that dictates him from most others. the slightly frayed scarf matches his blue eyes. His skin is a bit dark, though in the light seems to remain a fair peach in color. Few freckles sprinkle his body, one in particular on his left wrist. His body is well-toned from much exercise and daily training. His body is proportioned well, though he seems to have a bit more leg than torso. His eyes are narrow and somewhat feminine. On occasion he has thick, black reading glasses.

Blas likes to wear a wife beater, usually white in color. Over top, he usually will wear a black t-shirt. His body is well maintained and he's always making sure to stay clean. His hair is ear length and straight. the color is raven black, though seems to have a blue tint to it. His legs wear blue jeans. Often he has an mp3 on hand, or rather in pocket. He wears white shoes that are kind of scuffed. Markings of red and black trace the shoes. His socks are white and often folded right. He keeps his clothes oddly neat and pressed. Both his ears are pierced and have a silver bud in each. His posture is always upright and seems to shine with a happy glow. Blas is the type of guy to walk in the room and draw attention to him. His voice is relatively smooth, not exactly deep but not high pitched either. He keeps a good tenor of a voice. When he walks, he keeps his hands at his sides and takes good, balanced strides. His pace is just short of a march. He has a birthmark, the size of a dime on the back of his left calf.

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PERSONALITY:
→ Blas is a man who walks into the room with a circle of confidence ringing him. As if it were a fashion statement, he could prove he knows what he's doing, even when he doesn't. He's normally lost, but the man doesn't let that known. Instead, he keeps going until he's corrected. Then, in frustration he tries to unroot the deed and fix it so he does it right. Blas likes to think he's a bit over confident to the borders of cocky at times. When in the face of a battle, he'll turn it down most times, not because he fears fighting, but because he dislikes useless fighting. If he doesn't find the cause just, he won't go for it and will take the routes otherwise avoided.

Normally, Blas will simply let words roll off his back. People egging him on usually doesn't work. However there are a few choice words that could make him accept a challenge no matter the place. If a person pushes him too far, the boy simply abides to what the fighter wants so bad. He backs down relatively easy if the person chickens out or changes their mind. He does not fear losing, but does fear being made a fool. If he knows the circumstance would end with him looking stupid, he does not pursue it. In fact he strives to avoid those situations, he'd rather be a smart coward than a brave idiot. He is not, however, the type to disobey. Though he will at times try and duck around some orders, he follows them, and if he doesn't like them, he forces himself to like them with his whole being.

Blas is forced to hang out with women often, by his great uncle. The man, trying to wed off Blas to some bride, usually forces him to socialize with many (rather ugly) women. In response to such, Blas has found that there is some sort of beauty in most everyone. To keep himself from hating the situation entirely. However, in retrospect, when confronted by an attractive woman, Blas looses most of his 'game'. He becomes a bit of a dummy and forgets how to be himself. Though he can manage a conversation, it would fill with anxiety and the man rather jumpy. As well, Blas is a pervert. He's not very 'flashy' about it, but he does admire the female physique quite a lot. If he sees a woman undressing from a window, he would naturally stop and stare, whether from surprise or just wanting to see, he has yet to figure it out.

He's oddly enough still 'pure'. Blas is not the type to sleep around, since he never has. He believes saving himself for someone special is most important, after all, it is something that can't be taken back. He believes it should be held for someone he would give the world to. Of course, he acts tough and lies about this. Often times saying he's slept with multiple women. Other times he just avoids the topic. To most days, he's rather casual. He's not one to get worked up or easily upset. A rather relaxed character, there isn't much Blas gets upset about. More content in being comic relief during the day, he loves a good laugh and almost always has some sort of smile for people.

Due to leaving with his great uncle, Blas is a very disciplined boy. he often has a daily schedule with plenty of studying and training. What spare time he has, usually is used to be forced into flirting with the various women his great uncle finds for him. On the few occasions of the freedom, Blas spends time with Sebastian or wandering the streets. What Blas's hobbies are can be a mystery, as he rarely has time to himself. Between work and following his uncle's rules, Blas usually only has an hour before curfew. Terrified of the man, Blas always makes sure to get home ten minutes early, to avoid getting in trouble.

Romantic at the heart, Blas likes to give a girl his full attention. In fact, Blas is the type to OVERdo it. His actions can in some circumstances be borderline creepy. Though he doesn't mean to be. He treats the woman like a princess, opening doors, pulling out seats. Though he's a bit absent-minded, he is determined to show a special woman what she means to him. Even if she hates his guts, he will strive to impress her. Of course he is often reprimanded for his poor women skills and the fact at times he seems desperate. When push comes to shove he believes in fight or flight. Either do it with all your heart or don't do it at all. As well, he refuses to cry in front of others. He believes that crying is a sign of weakness.

The young man does not like to tell lies. If put in the situation where the truth would hurt, he tries to sugar coat it. Of course, other than the lie about his endeavors. He likes to compliment, so in place of a statement that sounds insulting, he requests something that sounds complimenting.

LOVE:
→ Music, Pudding, Reading, Dancing, Protecting others, His great uncle, Esparia, Training, sleeping, cats, dogs, horses, Tanda and her movies

HATE:
→ Asparagus, failing in front of his uncle, studying, scorpions, tattoos, unneeded violence, being poor

DEEPEST SECRET:
→ Wishes he could be a model or a singer, but does not go after these aspirations in fear of his great uncle disowning him.

IDOL:
→ Tanandra Collier

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HISTORY:
→ Blas was born in a small town in Esparia. A family that had two branches. One branch was the richer half, the other was the poor half. Unfortunately fate landed the boy in the poorer section of his family. Of course, he was not the only born, but he was the baby. His parents both dirt poor, could barely afford the shack they lived in with two other families. They weren't unhappy with the newly born baby boy, but they weren't excited either. With no money to support him, both of his parents went into military work. A young boy had to be raised by practical strangers while his parents worked themselves to the bone in order to gain a living that was at least survivable.

The family that lived with them, took care of Blas as their own, while his parents were away. Kind people, that led him to be a smart little boy. His age climbing and the times flying by. At some point, the parents could barely believe how big the boy had gotten. Though, they of course knew him as their own, the visits had become a once every few months system, until he was completely abandoned for a year. No one spoke anything of it, until a police officer had spied him by himself. After realization hit him, the officer asked the boy where his mom and dad were at. "Mommy and daddy haven't been home in a year now." The boy had said, at the age of eight. He seemed rather lively for a child without family. A boy who wore all that he owned.

Without hesitation, he was taken to a government building. They asked his name and searching had began. With collection of the items, under way, he was given all that his parents had. They drew up some names and dialed a few numbers, while the young boy played with some woman who sat at the building. It took a while, before they contacted a man. The man, being his grandfather, had agreed to look after him. Swiftly, he placed in the care of his father's father. A man whom seemed indifferent to the boy's presence. However, more pressing matters were at hand and the grandfather had turned to his uncle. With the sickness of the grandfather's wife, he made a request of his brother. It wasn't long after, the woman had died and the man, killed himself to be with her.

Of course, Blas had no ideas of what was going on. Only nine, he was a bit lost as to where everyone had gone, but his stuff was packed and he was shoved off to a separate branch of his family. A man whom looked rather intimidating to Blas, had agreed to take him under his wing. With a new home came new rules, and Blas was thrust into a world of discipline. His important items, as few as they were, he had locked away in his room. A small necklace and earrings from his mother, the blue scarf his mother always wore and a silver ring his father had. They were pushed away for the time being, as Blas was taught in a rough manner the loops of discipline.

Everyday was tedious. He had four hours of studying per day. When he wasn't studying, he was doing chores. Then in his free time, he had recreational sports. His young body working up strength until he was about 13. His muscles grew with his mind. He was allowed little T.V, time and video games were a definate no. He was allowed books and if he so wished, he could write. Not many people dared getting close to him. A fear always slid down his back, a terror of his uncle. Blas sought hard to please his uncle, knowing his parents probably would want him to. At last, he'd asked about what had happened to them. Abruptly, his uncle explained they had been killed by water mines in the war. As shocking as it was, Blas managed to get over it. After all, there was nothing he could do about it and now, his great uncle was essentially his father. After all, the man was kind enough to at least adopt the boy, compared to his brothers whom had completely ignored his existence.

Slowly, Blas found himself surrounded by a rich life. Though he wasn't allowed sweets, a friend at his school often would sneak him some. e devoured them in secret and opened a magazine he had been snuck as well. A beautiful woman on the cover. Blas felt a flutter in his chest as he could feel the vines of a first crush winding around his heart. He was determined to meet her someday. Through the years, he'd read up more on her. Learning of what the tabloids had to say about her. He found his curiosity perked, but it gave himself a surge of inspiration. he wished he could be that beautiful some day, though he knew it wouldn't happen. His great uncle needless to say, found the magazine and burned it, telling him not to waste his time in such gossip.

At the age of fourteen, Blas was introduced to bachelorettes, however they were NOTHING compared to the beautiful Miss Tanandra Collier that often filled his mind. He never spoke of it, but he enjoyed thoughts of her. He managed to work into flirting to the rather ugly women that his uncle arranged for him. He found he disliked most both for appearance and personalities, however he never spoke out against. He knew his great uncle would just tell him to deal with it. Or at least that's what Blas always imagined. Flirting with the women was such a lie. Such sweet words that were meaningless, yet they seemed sated in appetites. Off later they'd speak of Blas as such a treat, truly he was unhappy. That NEW responsibility mixed into the concoction.

Blas found strength, knowing a woman as Tanandra could come from nothing and only raise higher. She truly was a source of inspiration. He found himself sercretly watching the movies, over at friend's houses, he'd stay up late and indulge in the movies, memorizing lines. A teenage boy's idol. However, at some point, the obsession had to end. Though the feeling of attachment to a woman printed on paper or some figure playing a fake name always slid in his brain. He didn't know this woman, but he liked her from the way her eyes looked and her body was needless to say, rather attractive. He could never throw her away, no matter if he tried. He felt magnetized, just like a fanboy. Often times, she was the source of what alleviated all of his tensions. Secret fantasies he knew most would laugh about. In day dreams, he was whoever he wanted to be.

Reaching the age of 17, Blas had graduated and found himself with a new friend. A man named Sebastian. The two hit it off pretty well and Blas found himself learning a lot from Seb. Though, he couldn't seem to link what he learned to a woman that captured his eyes, he found it easier to lie to the woman that his uncle tried to send him off with. Glad to make such women swoon, he felt almost like a casanova, however soon he slipped his secret to Seb. Sebastian, in turn began his assault in trying to make Blas lose his purity. However, he failed, as Blas was stubborn in his own way. Even when a woman entered the picture, that Blas found highly attractive (though no one could surpass Tanda), he could do nothing but bumble lime a moron. He renounced himself to the friendzone and fled to the military.

With work to occupy his mind, Blas didn't have to worry about attractive women clogging his mind. Between flirting with ugly rich women, training, work, chores and studies, he had little time to himself and found that what little time he DID have, he spent with his friend, Sebastian. Though at times the two fought, he found Seb incredibly friendly and loyal. A stray trip to the confides of his room and he unlocked that box. He pulled from it, the blue scarf that four two years, he would never leave without. A truly boring life, but he was happy. He continued to seek a life of peace through working in the government and attempts to prove himself more for his great uncle.

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TRIVIA:
→ Speaks fluent Esparian, Fair Cretan and poor Amestrian.
→ Needs reading glasses.
→ Has a cellphone
→ Fear being invisible
→ Once got a broken arm from an upset woman
→ Climbs trees for the fun of it
→ Plays dress up in secret
→ Allergic to peanuts
→ Likes women with long hair
→ Prefers to call women he likes, 'Princess'
→ Is ambidextrous.
→ Is double jointed
→ Reads things backwards, when he's bored.
→ Prefers women without make up
→ Gets grossed out by jellyfish
→ Owns a limmo
→ Doesn't smoke or drink, but he pretends to.
→ Loves his eyes, and the color blue
→ Refuses to talk about himself in fear of seeming narcissistic
→ Has watched every movie with Tanda in it, and has memorized some lines.
→ Loves chocolate

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ALIAS:
→ Ammy

OTHER CHARACTERS:
→ Valeria, Deity, Avalon, Lucrezia, Ran

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
→ Replacing Wheatley

FACE CLAIM:

Code:

[b]Vocaloid[/b]/[i]KAITO[/i]

CUSTOM RANK:
→ Bitter-sweet's Beast

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{APPROVED}

Granting the rank of 2nd Lieutenant. Also, when applying for militant, best put the country to which he is applying for to avoid confusions.