Your E-Mail:[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.][A Photo Of Your Character][You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]Human name:Rory A. Kirkland
Country's name:Scotland
Personality section: Like the other UK siblings, Rory has a bad tendency to appear fairly aloof to strangers. They wouldn't be too wrong either, he has a bad habit of becoming rather distant at times, having somewhat of a cold disposition. His harsh demeanor tends to give people the wrong first impression of him, and it takes some time to get him to bring his wall down.
Despite that, Rory is a very humorous man if you can find the patience to get to know him better. He's a bit of a jokester, finding it fun to playfully tease others (particularly his family), and playing the occasional prank when he sees it fit. He can be sarcastic at times, and it's more common to find him using snarky wit rather than sulking when he's feeling down.
Rory has good intentions if you can see past his grouchy exterior. Being the second eldest behind Ireland, he cares quite a bit for his younger siblings, even if he doesn't always do the best job at showing it. After all, they're more often to be bickering with one and other than actually having a civil conversation. However, he's quick to back them in an argument, but will surprisingly be the first to end it should fists start being thrown (He has many, many tales of pub fights).
Roleplay sample:
A busy pub at night was always undoubtedly one of Rory's favorite things in the entire world. The way there was a chorus of cheers if there was a goal in the football game that was playing on the telly, the smell of the cigarette smoke lingering in the air, the trivial chatter that went on around him- they were all things that made him feel more... at home, as odd as it was. It calmed his nerves, he supposed, being surrounded by his people who were bursting with gleeful laughter and talked excitedly to one and other. The Scotsman had experienced his people's fright many times before- and in reality, would probably have to experience again.
The redhead stirred the glass of scotch with his straw, staring down at it boredly. Around him was the familiar chatter; complaints of bosses, talk of sports, men trying to flirt with younger women. He only listened to the conversations idly, more content in paying attention to his drink. It was an odd thing, coming to a bar only to stay to himself instead of joining in on the conversation, but he wasn't really wasn't one for strangers. Besides, dealing with the many different drunks that lingered about wasn't really his favorite thing to do. Rory himself made a horrible drunk, at least from what he had been told.
The sound of the squeaky door opening made him to see what new couple had come in, but he was surprised (He wasn't yet sure if it was pleasant or not) to see an all too familiar face. He debated for a moment whether or not he should just ignore them, but quickly decided that he couldn't just avoid them for the entire rest of the evening without some sort of awkward conversation being started. He might as well make it easier on the both of them and get it over with. He grudgingly waved them over and gestured to the empty seat next to him at the bar, only expecting the worst.
Anything Else?: Drinking tea in the garden is awesome, 'specially if it's stolen from Arthur.
Subject: Scotland Application 
Sat Jul 06, 2013 5:37 pm
