Glisas Vistautas - Aestii Baltia

[Carr]

Name: Glisas Glesum Vistautas
Nicknames: Glis, Woman, Hippie
Age: Old
Date of Birth: May 7th
Gender: Male
Occupation: None
Heritage: Wolverine
Seed Rank: Light Seed
Birthplace: Torgu, Estonia [[Aesti Baltia; Baltic Ancient]]

Appearance: At a first glance, Glisas looks like a beautiful woman. At the second glance as well. ..And the third..and forth.. In fact, most people never even find out he’s a man. His long brown hair, feminine facials and slender build as misleading enough; his soft, sweet voice only adds to this. He’s outfits are always kept very simple; some may even say cheap or run-down. They usually start out as nice looking.. But considering he spends so much time outside, even so far as to let mice or squirrels to nibble and even live in his cloths.. They don’t stay that way for long. The only piece of clothing that stays in perfect condition is the royal-purple cloak he received from Romulus. It was a special gift and considering purple is a rather majestic color. Aside from this, he often has flowers or glittering bits of amber on him in the form of necklaces or jewelry.
Distinguishing Features: There is a bird’s nest in his hair.. ...That is actually used.. Also, There’s usually a variety of other, small animals that live in his clothes. Double also; butterflies tend to follow him around.
Sexual Orientation: Free Love

Likes:

• Affection -He’s a very touchy, feely sort of person. He tries to respect people’s boundaries as much as he can, but he tends to get carried away most of the time; hugs and kisses abound.
  
• Peace -He is essentially a hippie. He firmly believed, and still does, that every conflict can be resolved peacefully and that violence is a primitive, disgusting form of expression. He’s always done what he could to be a sort of mediator between parties whenever necessary.
  
• Purple - Glisas’s favorite color. It reminds him of how the sunset looks on the outer edges. Its the color he remembers most from those faraway times, so he loves it still.
  
• Cooking - While the meals Glisas cooks are kept very simple and always, completely natural, he loves doing it all the same. Rather it be for himself, for the rare guest or friend, or even a complete stranger he stumbled upon. He’s happy to take up a pan and spoon.
  
• Cute Things - Glisas is something of a sucker for cute things; rather it be animals, people, objects or even actions. If it appeals to him in a fashion he finds endearing somehow, he’s quick to shower whatever it may be in affection.
  
• Sex - As sexual urges and activity are only natural, one could only guess that its quite important to him as well. To him, sex is something beautiful that no one should ever be embarrassed or ashamed about. He’s a believer and practicer of ‘free love’.
  
• Swimming - Water is one of the Glisas’s favorite things about nature. He loves being around it and in it, finding the whole experience to be relaxing and pleasant. He swims and floats around for hours, given the chance.

Dislikes:

• Mornings - As much as he loves life, nature and everything that comes in it.. One thing Glisas doesn’t enjoy, is mornings. He sleeps like the dead, and while he’s easily woken up; he just doesn’t like waking up in general.
  
• Fancy Clothes - He finds them to be constraining, itchy and the most uncomfortable things in the world. None of his clothes are ever new; often just hand-me-downs from friends or things being thrown out of thrift-stores.
  
• Pollution - Glisas is very into nature; he lives out in the middle of it. Because of this, he hates pollution with a passion. He finds it disgusting and disrespectful to the environment. Heaven help you, should you even litter in front of him.
  
• Brushes - One of the few manufactured things Glisas likes to collect. He takes very good care of his hair, with all natural remedies and products, and brushes it out a few times a day. So he’s always ecstatic to add another brush to his collection.
  
• Being Alone- He’s a social person. He needs to be around people, or at the very least animals, all the time. Even if he doesn’t necessarily like a person, their company is still better than none at all.

Interests/Hobbies:

• Family; Glisas is a family man. His children are the most important people in the world to him, even if he’s rarely given the chance to see them. Or even hear from them for that matter. He does everything he possibly can to keep them happy and make their lives better, even over such distance and strained relations.
  
• Animals; He’s is a complete animal-person. Any kind of anima, he absolutely adores; cats, dogs, horses, birds; anything and everything in between. He has a few horses of his own that roam with him, and takes care of stray dogs and cats from time to time.
  
• Chocolate; Glisas loves chocolate. Its one of the few things he actually saves money to go into the city and buy. There’s just something about the taste and smell of it, that makes it his favorite sweet in the world.

Aspirations:

• Family; The one thing he’s always trying to piece together.. He just wants his existing children to be able to spend time with him, and hopefully whatever lasting mate he decides to take. And even more hopefully, whatever children they might have together. He’d give anything for a chance to somehow manage to build up a little family, however dysfunctional it might be at the end of the day, that loves and cares for one another.
  
• Tour The World; Considering how often he travels, Glisas would like his journey to take him to all corners of the world. He wants to set foot on every continent at least once, and see all the great, eight wonders of the world.
  
• To Fulfill His Life’s Purpose; Given to him by the Mother Goddess, whatever that may be. He’s still trying to discover this, so he can then find the means to fulfill it.

Fears:

• Heights; He doesn’t do heights well at all. Rather its inside a building, or just being at a high altitude, Glisas has a slight fear of being up high. Being so far from ground-level just freaks him out a little bit, turning his nervousness into a fear of heights entirely.
  
• Smoking; Glisas can’t stand smoke, of any kind. Rather it be something burning, like wood or food, or something like tobacco. It brings up some bad memories for him, regardless of its origin, so he does what he can to avoid having to be around and inhale it for long periods of time.
  
• Dead and Decay; That scent and the images it brings to mind are enough to make him shudder. Seeing the real things up close are often enough to make the brunette turn and quickly go the other way.

Personality: Glisas, to simply put, a motherly hippie sort of person. Despite! Being male. He looks like a woman, sounds like a woman and even (happily) refers to himself as a wife and mother. This is because his religion focuses on the Mother Goddess; so he does not mind being called a woman at all and even takes it as compliment most time. He is very in tune with nature and loves it in all its forms; animals, birds, plants, fish, and all of the behaviors that come with it. He’s always tending to wounded animals, feeding them, watering plants or having conversations with trees. Being so close to nature and to the Goddess, Glisas prefers to spend the majority of his time outdoors; occasionally even sleeping out in the wilderness for days at a time.

As one may assume at a first glance, Glisas has a very friendly, charming atmosphere about him. He’s almost always with a warm smile upon his lips and a little bounce in his step. He is very care free sort of person in general, but becomes a worry-wort when it comes to people he cares about and those in his care his. Much to the confusion of others, Glisas tends to go on long-winded rants in undecipherable metaphors about nature and the Mother Goddess. Hardly anyone understands them, but he doesn’t even seem to realize that. Once he gets started on a lecture of this sort, nothing short of taping his mouth shut can distract him from it. To the annoyance of some, he’s quite affectionate. Overly so, even. It almost seems like he always has to be hugging, cuddling or simply holding onto someone. He is extremely caring and loving; the perfect parent aside from his random trips into the forest. He tends to get carried away with his affection towards children and students at the academy, sometimes overbearingly so. Despite this, he can be serious when need be and always manages to show up when he’s needed the most.

Due to having been raised with dozens upon dozens of ‘mothers’, Glisas has become quite effeminate and even developed a bit of a motherly complex. He’s constantly wanting to take care of and ‘mother’ others; not every single person, but those he thinks need a mother-figure...or simply those he finds adorable. Becoming a great mother to those who need (or don’t need) one; Its one of his greatest wishes in life. Through this, he tries to fill that little void in him that’s always been there, nagging at the back of his mind.

There's a somewhat ethereal, mystic quality to him. Its just a little something that no one can quite put their finger on. And much to his disappointment, it makes some people...nervous around him. Many often fear what they don’t understand on instinct; this is the sort of feeling Glisas involuntarily instills in most. Its this mystical presence of his that makes others curious of his true nature. Some wonder if he’s even human at all! However.. Those who are unnerved by him and his happy, hippie ways have every right to be. Underneath all of it, Glisas has a true, barbarian soul; just as every one of his ancestors before him. Most people wouldn’t think him to be anything but a sweetheart.. However they are terribly mistaken. In complete contrast to his outwards appearance and usual demeanor, Glisas can be quite violent at times. He may not like fighting, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to. When pushed to fighting, he doesn’t even bother to use his bare hands-- whatever happens to be close to him turns into a club that should be avoided at all costs.

Family:

• Father - Wolverine
  
• Mother - Unknown
  
• Son - Unknown
  
• Son - Unknown
  
• Son - Unknown

Brief History: Glisas was a child born of an affair. Being the child of a sin, his mother’s husband wouldn’t stand for such a shameful reminder in their house. So, before he could even say “mama”, his own father had come and taken him away to live with him. Though it was difficult for him to, being the high status man he was, he had plenty of help in raising little Glisas... Only, not a single male servant or butler around. It was simply the law of his house; no other men allowed; he only wanted to be surrounded by beautiful women. So when he showed up with this tiny, baby boy in his arms, the entire house was shocked.

And thus, to keep true to the house rule.. Little Glisas was raised almost like a girl for the majority of his childhood. He helped the cooks cook, the maids clean, and even tried to dress like them most of the time. He became a feminine, gentle boy, with a huge soft spot for anyone younger than him; constantly wanting to take care of them. He was constantly lingering around the medic’s section of the house; watching how she would treat a fever or bandage a scraped knee or set a splint. All so that he could try to take care of the little boys and girls he played with once in a while, all on his own.

However, even a girly, little boy eventually becomes a man.

Or so his father had hoped. While Glisas grew older and taller.. His features and overall presence still remained feminine, body slight and thin. He really did look just like a beautiful young woman with all his long hair. When his father ordered it cut, Glisas set off to live on his own; wandering wherever the wind may take him and sending letters back to his father every so often. Since his ‘journey’ began, he’s had a few children; some with women and some birthed himself. However because of his wandering, ‘unstable’ lifestyle, the other parents always kept the children instead.

OOC

Name/Alias; Carrot
Age; 21
Favorite Pairings; Carreed
Do you want to be Cbox, Thread, or Both?: Both
Did you read the rules? Smelly cat, smelly cat, what are they feeding you

“Gilbert and Gilberta Bielschmidt, please report to the science room immediately. Gilbert and Gilberta to the science room.” The intercom suddenly announced, its mechanical voice echoing throughout the surprisingly quiet academy.

A soft sigh sounded as Aestii continued to pace around his classroom, this way and that, pausing to do this or that; anything to distract him from his nerves. While Latvia, being the youngest, had recognized him instantly, the silver-haired twins on the other hand had not.. As for Lithuania and Estonia since they were not at the Academy, it would seem that the hippie-like barbarian would have to track them down at some other point in time. But the twins came first; though both twins sensed a bit of familiarity, neither had truly acted on it or brought it up.

Frowning, the brunette continued working around his room while he waited patiently for the two students; No, his two children to show up. As he began sweeping up the dust from the floor, the Pagan man began to hum to himself. And when he closed his eyes, “Goddess’s gift to me.. Just the way you are.. A new-age child.. From a distant star.” He sung quietly as he continued to sweep the classroom’s floor, making sure to get every desk and chair as well. “You are the Goddess’s gift to me. You are so sweet and pure.. just the way you are.” His song continued as he retrieved the little dustpan from behind the door and knelt down to sweep the broom’s collected contents into it, “Mommy’s precious jewel.. And Daddy’s rising star..”

After disposing of the dust into the trash bin and returning the broom and dustpan back to their rightful place, Aestii took up the song again, “In this world.. There is so much in life, for you to be.. And so much for you to see.. You are the Goddess’s gift to me.” The man smiled as he reminisced over his formerly large family. Scandinavia and himself.. His five precious babies, and all ten of his partner’s. But good things always end, and this is why the nature-lover found himself in this very classroom, waiting to be reunited with two of his children after his husband had sent them away.. So long ago..

“The Goddess gave you to me, just the way you are.. A new-age child, forever in my heart.. You are the Goddess’s gifts to me.”

[Reed]