EIGHTEEN. MALE. HERO. ERIC FROM THE LITTLE MERMAID. FRANCISCO LACHOWSKI.
HISTORY THUS FAR
ďWhere Iím from a lot of the marriages arenít made from love. Itís a sad fact, but most people well got married for power reasons. Whether to gain more land or money thatís just kind of how it was. And thatís how my parents came to be together. My dad was next in line for the thrown and my mother was from one of the more powerful families in the area. So it just made sense for those two to get married, and they did. It was a summer wedding and from what my mother had told me, she said it was one of the happiest moments of her life and the saddest. But I can understand why it was sad; I couldnít imagine marrying someone I didnít love. I refuse to do that. But on with what I was talking about, so it was some years after they had married, one thing I have to tell you if that Iím what people would call a Ďmiracleí child, why you ask? Well besides before I came along my parentís had been trying without success to have a child. And then well I came along, my mom didnít even realize she was pregnant for some time, she actually believed she was just sick and then well the doctor gave her the news of what was causing her illness. My parents were overjoyed and actually had a celebration in honor of my mom being pregnant. Months later I came along; I was named after my dadís father the late king. I guess I should be honored about this and I am, but I also feel a lot of pressure since I now feel like I have to live up to what he had been, which was a great king and well loved by his people. Oh well. I grew up pretty simple or at least as simple as a prince can grow up, my parents were busy a lot of the time with their duties and I was left with the caretaker a lot. Iím told I was a handful for the poor woman, always running from her and playing my own version of hide and seek.
I won a lot as you could guess. As I got a little older, I started my studies being a prince we basically started studies the moment we said our first word or started walking depending on what your parents believed was more important being intelligent or being athletic. Mine believed in intelligence with a side of atheism, but I never minded the studies. I actually loved learning new things and took well to my studies, advancing quickly in all of them. My favorite subject though was language; I think I liked it best because since I was little my dream had been to become a captain of my own ship and sail, exploring places. So in learning different languages, I wanted to be sure that I could understand anyone and everything that I meant. I know now that even if I studied a hundred languages, I still would never be able to understand everyone in the world, but when you are little, well you never realize such things. Children are at times simple minded in their thoughts and ideas, though there is nothing wrong with that. As for my other studies, I didnít like much the sword fighting or archery, my true passion was horseback riding. I loved the freedom I felt whenever I rode, it was the same freedom I felt whenever I was on a boat, sailing. Something I did just as much as I rode. I guess Iím just a person with a love for a lot. Anyway. That all was basically what all my childhood consisted of, either studying or sailing or riding. I didnít have much time to actually have Ďfriendsí and be able to spend time with them, but I never really noticed or I guess realized that I was missing out on something everything that I was doing already kept me busy.
When I was eighteen, my dad gave me a huge surprise. It was my own ship. That might have been the happiest moment of my life, since before that I had been using his ships to sail but this one was mine. So of course I didnít waste time and got myself a crew, some of the best men my father had. I took them a few days later off on a trip, I didnít have huge plans about where I was going. It was more spare of the moment, ĎI just want to be out on the open seaí but that was just kind of who I was, I did that a lot. But I didnít want to waste time on planning; my excitement was too great for that. We sailed for what seemed like days, but was just hours the men on board had thrown a celebration in honor of my birthday, though if you ask me they were just looking for an excuse to drink but that was fine by me. I was in a good mood, everything was perfect. I enjoyed the celebration with my trusty dog, max at my side. But like all good things sadly this one had to come to an end and that was proven when dark clouds started forming, I knew without much doubt that a storm was coming and from the looks of it, it was going to be huge. I wasnít too worried; I knew how to handle this. I wasnít new at sailing or anything here, this was my life. I got the crew settled down and started giving orders, helping out as I could. I guess the storm was a little too much for max, and right as the boat was hit with a big wave, he slid overboard. Now Iíve had that dog, since I was little and remember before how I said I didnít have many friends? Well he was my best friend and without thinking, I jumped into the water to save himÖbad idea. I got to him and then..everything went dark. I donít know how I got back on shore, but I knew I was alive and so was max. I was so happy, but I also then panic set in. I didnít know what happened to the boat. Though I found out soon enough that it had gotten back to shore just fine and that they had thought I died. I couldnít and still canít explain how I survived, how max survived but we did. It all seems like a dream now. It was a few weeks after that event, that my second unexplainable event in my life happened, I found this strangeÖ.portal and ended up Ö in a new strange land.Ē
Eric is an all around happy person. He grew up with parents that loved him and was able to do a lot of whatever he wanted. There was no real reason for him not to be happy. He loves sailing and gets the most joy out of that, well besides horseback riding. Those two things are his main passions aside from exploring but all three of those things can go hand in hand most times. Heís not really all that serious of a person though he can be when the time calls for it thatís for sure, he has no trouble being serious and taking on the duties of a prince. He knows that no matter what, no matter how much fun he has out of just doing things he loves, that whatever he loves will always come second to his duties as a prince. His people are very important to him and always will be. He has a lot to live up to remember he was named after one of the greatest kings, his grandfather. But yes another thing about him is that heís quiet unable to just sit around and usually fidgets a lot especially when heís excited about something or just plain bored and ready to do something, this sometimes could happen during his studies and his tutors would have to pause in the lesson and let him take a break or else nothing would get done. Though as heís grown older, heís learned to control his urge to fidget and doesnít do it too often anymore though he still has his moments. He is only human. In talking about happiness, one thing Eric doesnít like is when people just let life pass them by, and heís always told himself that he wouldnít be one of those people and has kept true to that. Though sometimes that had gotten him into trouble, because in not letting Ďlife pass him byí heís basically done some things without thinking, nothing horrible but Iím sure looking back now, he might have wished, he would have stopped and thought before doing it.
Another thing about Eric is that, although heís a pretty happy person, he does feel sadness once in a while and fear, now thatís a normal thing but something that he does whenever he feels those things, is he tends to hide them from people. He doesnít express those emotions unless he canít hide them, though so far he hasnít come into a situation where he canít hide feelings like those. Heís quite a strong person, something he got from his father. Although in all reality he may be strong but heís not a robot and emotions are awfully horrible and strong within themselves. Which brings me to another thing and thatís the problem of anger, now he doesnít get angry easily but that is one emotion that when he feels it, well he really feels it. A lot of people have said that he got that from his grandfather. Whenever heís like this, most times he tries to just leave the situation. Being a prince especially itsí frowned upon to get into a fight, verbal or otherwise. Heís only gotten a little violent when he was younger but after a stern talking too, he hasnít been like that since or at least heís never needed to be like that. But he could get like that again depending on what was happening, especially since Eric is nothing but protective of the people he loves which is how the fight before started some boy made a comment about Ericís mom and well yeah a fight happened. Eric would do anything to keep the people he loved safe, or keep them from being called names/talked about, whatever the situation. Heís a brave person and I think being adventurous is the reason heís so brave, heís ready for anything that is thrown at him.
Now when it comes to love, well heís cautious of it. He believes in love and hopes to find that someone special to spend the rest of his life with but he wants to be sure itís love and not something else that he feels for the person. Love is important to him, especially since his parentís didnít marry for love; he refuses to have that kind of marriage. He will only marry for love and thatís it. He doesnít care what anyone thinks that is how itís going to be or he wonít marry at all. So yes, he takes love serious. He doesn't fall easily in the least; well at least he never has before. A certain girl would prove this wrong. Anyways, being a prince heís been around lots of girls but all in all heís he's not really that into the whole flirting thing, he will be polite with the girls a perfect gentleman but if he doesnít have feelings for any of them, he wonít try anything. Though that doesnít stop girls from falling all over him, I guess itís the charm that he has naturally going for him. Oh well. Heís really nice. A Ďpeople personí, he likes making new friends or at least he would have had he had more time to do that kind of thing. But yes. Heís usually really nice to people until they give his reason not to be and then once you burn one bridge itís probably a given you two wonít be friends. He will never like you again, it goes back to a lot of things but one of the major things is the fact that he doesnít take people letting him down that great, well I think itís more the fact that in his life, people havenít actually let him down yet or at least enough for him to be able to take it well but heís still young and learning and Iím sure this will change over time. Especially since Eric doesnít like being even the slightest bit rude to people, thatís just not how he was raised. If he someone becomes friends with someone, heís is an amazing friend because heís loyal and loves to help people whenever he can, he listens well and gives advice if he can which he wonít if he doesnít know enough about whatever it is to give advice about because if heís going to give advice he wants it to actually help not just be some bullshit you think up after minutes of hearing about a problem.
Eric doesnít have a lot of things that he fears. He doesnít really fear losing the people he cares about because although depressing as it might be he understands that someday he will lose important people to him. Thatís just how life is, and itís something he had to learn at a young age, when his first dog, before Max, died. He was five when it happened; the dog had eaten something poisons and well died. It was heartbreaking for him but after talking with his father he had learned quickly that this wouldnít be the last death he would experience and has his dad put it, Ďhe had to be strong.í And thatís what Eric was; it was probably also the last time he had cried. Though I think that all helped him be who he is today, since now heís strong enough to fight for the people he loves and cares about, especially since he may understand death but that doesnít mean he canít prevent it was happening too soon. Though he hasnít been needed yet in preventing death. As for goals, his main one is to become a great king, like his father and like his grandfather, he used to have other goals but when you are a prince nothing matters but the thrown in the end and he accepts that his future was sealed at birth. He has a lot of habits, like any normal person would. He has a habit of doing things without thinking, he does this often actually. He just canít help himself; it comes almost natural to him. It could be his downfall in the end, but itís also brought him a lot of joy throughout his life and still even now as he continues to do it. He used to have a habit of fidgeting but heís worked on that enough, that he doesnít too it too often anymore. If you can believe it one of his worst habits would have to be that he bites his lip far too much, itís also how you know heís lying about something. Something heís tried over and over to stop doing, since well who would want a dead giveaway like that? But seriously, he used to do it so much when he was little, that his mother would flick him on the mouth each time he did it. Some people may not think this is the worst habit he has, but some of his other habits that people could perceive as bad, he doesnít.
He loved his name and didn't feel like changing it, besides he was used to Eric and as everyone puts it, 'don't fix something that isn't broken' So when it came to his first name he did just that he stuck with something that he was familar and comfortable with. Besides Eric was good name, it suited him or at least that's what everyones told him since he was little but in any case he kept his original first name but he did do a bit of adjusting to his middle and last. Well...kinda since for his middle name he just moved the 'prince' there. But it's not a half bad name Eric Prince. It was noble..and so was he. He was after all a prince, it ran in his blood. Now for his last name, that was actually what has some real meaning. Since Capitain is captain in french he thought it would be perfect, for two reasons. #1) Being a prince and all that he had to take a lot of classes, and one of the classes he took was french which he loved and picked up on easily, almost like it came natural to him and #2) Even before everything Eric has always loved sailing, he loved being on the open sea, he enjoyed the freedom it brought him, the sea and water in general calmed him. So it was no surprise that growing up he would talk about nothing but wanting to be a captain of a great ship and to be able to sail and explore the world. Although this wasn't fully possible since he did have duties it was still a great dream he kept close to him. And there you go, that's where Capitain came from. The name is slightly unorignal but it's hard to come up with a name on the spot, and at least Eric Prince Capitain sounds pretty good, huh?
I'm going to be honest, it kinda took a bit to find someone that I thought reminded me of Eric and made me go 'THAT'S HIM.' Because most of the people I looked at, just weren't right. And it could be a simple thing about them, like thier nose that turned me from them. I guess I've just always had this image of Eric in my mind of what he would look like as a real person. So when I stumbled upon Francisco Lachowski, I knew he was Eric. He fit the image I had in my head perfectly. His hair is dark and he has the same tan that Eric has from sailing around and just being outside so much. But besides that his smile is what caught me. It's just kinda charming just like Eric's is, it does makes a girl swoon like Ariel did when she saw him. You can tell from interviews and pictures as well that he acts like Eric does what with his goofy, fun loving side and then how he can be serious when needed. Also he had a good amount of photos to choose from, that's a bonus within itself right there. It's hard to work with someone that doesn't have good pictures thats for sure. I'm sure people have different thoughts on what Eric would look like as a real life person but to me this is the perfect Eric.
When Eric came into the real world, he would have to change his appearence at least for the most part his clothes, since most people aren't walking around in old fashioned clothes like he wears at least most people aren't. We all know there are some people that do. But when changing his clothes, he did try to keep some of himself still in his style, because it's not like he hated how he dressed if he had he wouldn't have dressed like he did, I'm sure of that. It wasn't a major change when it came to the clothes though really, it was more like instead of the white shirt that he wears here he would instead wear a shirt like this here. Both shirts look different, this I know but at the same time they are very similar to each other, both kinda plain without any designs or embellishments. That's more what he kept with, was the simple clothes though he did had some shirts that had designs and other such things. But when coming to the real world, he found that he liked those kinds of things a little. But all and all with his style, he kept with simple and more medium to darker colors, and a little light colors as well such as whites, and lighter greys but he stayed away from like yellows and oranges, brighter colors. They just don't suit him, besides the medium colors go great with his darker skin tone that he has. As for shoes, he kept with boots ones like these. As for his hair, he didn't change that it's still the same as its alway's been though it seemed to get a little lighter in the real world, but that's always probably always been there, just shows more in the real world.
Now when we talking about hobbies that he had, such as sailing. He kept that, he wouldn't be able to keep himself from the water even if he tried. He loves sailing, and I think his love would grow in the real world because of all the new things he could explore, all the new places that he never knew were there. He would have to give up some of his hobbies though, like horse back riding. He defiantly wouldn't be able to get on a horse now and just ride like before. But one thing, which isn't really a hobby but something he had enjoyed unlike some people was school. He would continue his school, enrolling in the school that was here and taking classes. He was be amazed at the new stuff he would be learning, since back home I'm sure he had learned most if not all that he could have learned for the time. But in the real world, besides learning about the world in an everyday fashion he would now be learning about it's history and what had happened, about all the people that made the world what it is today. He would be almost excited about it, since it would be like exploring but of course he wouldn't be going anywhere besides to a class but for someone like him, where he loves knowledge this would be great for him.
All in all Eric wouldn't change himself too much. He would still be the fun loving, adventure junkie excited to learn new things person that he's always been. He would also keep his kind loving self, even though he would be learning more and more that here not everyone would love him and he would have to deal with also learning some of the respect he once had since well birth since he is a prince after all. But I think he would be able to deal with these changes well, change is something he is used too. Although his outlook on life would be the most that would change, since most people back in his home were nice to him because he was a prince, they were almost forced to be nice. But now that he is in the real world, he doesn't have that title anymore. Well sort of. He wouldn't or rather isn't seen as a real prince in the real world. Although he wouldn't loose the nice and trusting person that he is, it would change because he would see in the real world what people are really like and he would see how dark people can get. He would continue to in the end try and see the good in people before they prove to him that well...there isn't any good.
THE PERSON BEHIND THE MASK!
Hello! Bonjour! No I'm not French and I speak very little of it. But I like to use it whenever I can :] My name is Nolah, and it's pro-nounced NO-la. I'm a nineteen year old girl from Washington state, so that would also make me in the pacific timezone. I've been rping for some years now, but I took a break last summer for some personal issues but now I'm back and better then ever! ..or not. I have no other characters at the moment and I'm not sure if I will make any more but who knows I can be a bit of a character whore. I found you all from a wanted add posted by the amazing Hilary :] Um. My favorite color would be violet and I love horses. I'm not sure what else I should put, I have a tumblr here and no you don't have to follow me, I was putting that there because tumblr is kinda my life sometimes. Anyways I think that's everything, need to know more about me cause im so
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THE ROLEPLAY SAMPLE!
nicolas had left thinking she would be alright and well knowing he wasnt wanted around at the moment, it hadnt seemed logical to stay there so he had left. but that probably was his worst idea to date because well he had not just allowed his girlfriend to get hit. which was what had started the night off bad, because nicolas had been talking with people and not around her like he should have been but she had just gone off to talk with friends how was he suppose to know something would happen and then when he had come to her side it just had gone downhill from there and well in the end he left, and his girlfriend got even more hurt. he wasnt much of a boyfriend, was he? though he couldnt have known that something else would have happened, she had friends at the party one of them should have helped her. but well guess not. but none of this was important because nicolas didnt know what the hell at happened at the party after he left, he knew nothing. and thats how it would be for a while at least. he had never thought he would see her like that, actually he had seen her dressed like that before but in his shirt not some random boys. he should have felt pissed and wanted to kill the boy, and hell he did but the pain was overriding that. though if he somehow found out later who it was, he might just end the boys life. god knows nicolas was capable of a lot when his emotions took over, one of the main reasons he had worked all his life for control over them but right now that control was thrown out the window like it was nothing.
she knew she had done wrong. he had almost been hoping, he was thinking too much about it that the shirt she was wearing was hers and she just kinda passed out in the wrong room somehow? but of course he knew that wasnt the case, though it was proven with her look. she knew, and he knew what she had done. he didnt know what to think right now, his mind was racing, his heart was beating fast and all his emotions were on high. "save it" he didnt want to hear it, she could tell him that all she wanted he wasnt listening. apologies couldnt fix what she did, perhaps if everything else hadnt occured the night before he could overlook this, but she had pushed him far too much last night and now this. he just couldnt handle this, he wasnt the same person as he had been before he had left tour. he wished he could be that person but as long as he held everything in and didnt talk about shit, he couldnt be. though that wouldnt matter much because he was slipping fast into the state that he had once been in back home, and that didnt mean anything good. as she stepped closer, and touched his arm he almost flinched back from her touch moving from her to put distance in between them. "please what? look over all that happened, give you a free pass for fucking another boy?" his voice was cold. he couldnt and wouldnt do that. though he wanted to hold her and at the same time he wanted to just leave afraid he would break right here. his mind was fucking with him, telling him all of this was a huge joke and she was laughing at him on the inside.
"because it's the truth. stop fucking messing with my emotions." he looked over at her,"that's a little hard to believe when you just came out of another boys room with his shirt on." he didnt feel wanted, right now he felt like shit. "how could i believe them? because it's been proven to me, the band did just fine without me around and you, actions speak louder then words london" in this state he was forgetting everything that had once brought him happiness, in the sense that his mind was thinking of everything negative, over thinking words and actions. he didnt know what to believe right now, he couldnt handle this. as his arm was grabbed and he was stopped he turned sharply and yanked his arm from her hold,"don't touch me." he couldnt believe she was throwing that back in his face,"then explain yourself. why are you dressed like that, why did you come out of another boys room? explain please." he took a step back,"and don't you dare bring that up right now. i have my reasons for not talking, what are yours for sleeping with someone else?" he shook his head,"even while i was gone, i was nothing but faithful to you. can you say the same, or were you out fucking every boy that bought you a drink? i ..dont even know who you are." this wasnt the person he had left, she wasnt who he had fallen in love with or was that just his mind talking? who knew.
"that doesnt justify shit." he didnt want to hear this. but he was also not able to move, it was like he wanted her to make this alright. but she couldnt. and then at her words, he just couldnt because he wanted her fight for this, deep down he wanted her to make him stay but that wasnt the case. "maybe i just shouldnt have come back. i don't even know why i came back, i was fooling myself into thinking that you'd be waiting for me and i'd have someone." he looked at her,"just stop lying. im so tired of the lies, i just can't take them" that he couldnt,"i dont even know why you pretend to care. you're life was far better without me in it, don't worry you wont see me again" he turned and went to leave again leaving her with that, almost like a suicide note but without the paper. because honestly right now, he was fighting for his life a war inside himself. he didnt know why he was holding on but he was. perhaps because he knew that he couldnt take his life like this, and at the same time he didnt have anything to live for any more. london didnt want him, his family didnt want him, hell his friends didnt want him around. he didnt know what to do.