Post by Egypt on Aug 28, 2012 16:12:35 GMT -5
Here is my application for Egypt... (Hope I got the code word right)
Name: Egypt [Gupta Muhammad Hassan]
Gender: Male
Appearance: Egypt has light brown skin and wears a khaki uniform with brown boots. His head is covered with a white keffiyeh. He has short, dark hair when he is not wearing his keffiyeh and has a small gold earring in his left ear. Depending on the lighting, his eyes appear golden brown or an olive green. When not in uniform, he dresses in white robes with leather sandals and various ornaments/decorations. He is on the shorter side in height and carries a wooden staff that curves like a hook at the top. He also carries a canteen filled with fresh water.
Personality: He is a quiet, mysterious young man who seems stubborn, but is actually friendly and family-minded. He first appeared in the original web-comic when Italy attempted to invade his land and pick a fight with him, though the plan was foiled when Egypt beat him up with a stick. He rarely talks but when he does everyone should listen. He is very open-minded and isn't afraid to speak his mind. He is a reliable person and is willing to help with just about anything. If you ignore him, be prepared to be hit on the head with his staff. He originally had a companion (and unnamed dog) but she has sense passed away and now haunts him as a friendly ghost. He may not look like it but he is particularly good with medicine and old style remedies. He occasionally can be seen drinking Abarka (wine) or Cranberry Edge (vodka). Lastly I can imagine him being a painter/writer. Always sketching and doodling.
Relations with other chars: Relations with England and Italy are somewhat tense because of their past. He is friendly with Greece, their friend ship goes way back. He has mostly stable relations with the other nations but those could change quickly if someone offends him.
Special abilities:He dabbles in magic and staff fighting.
AU- RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: His curved staff or a Khopesh (a curved sword)
Long range weapon of choice: A sniper rifle.
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Either is fine but top would be preferable.
(I could bunk with Czech Republic since she has no bunk mate at the moment…)
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test:
((This is NOT Egypt but a random chara of mine, sorry if any of the mentioned charas are OOC))
Prussia yawned loudly, shifting his position from on foot to the other.
“Damn… This is NOT awesome, why did I have to be stuck with guard duty?” America sighed dejectedly.
“For once I agree with you, this SUCKS. It’s hot, humid and insufferable! Why did we have to be put up above the gate? I’m the Hero; I shouldn’t be stuck up here in the heat. I should be out capping zombies or saving a damsel in distress!” A few moments of silence went between the two, all was quiet, and nothing moved or made a sound. America stood up and stretched. He grabbed a pair of binoculars off of the railing and scanned the horizon. After a few sweeps he reaffirmed that there was nothing to be seen, but suddenly something caught his eye. Dust on the horizon.
“Hey Gilbert… were there any scout parties sent out today?” Prussia looked sideways at America.
“No. Why?” He picked up his own binoculars and scanned the horizon. He quickly spotted the dust cloud and lowered his binoculars because it was with in eye sight now. He looked over to America and began to speak but he stopped short as they began to hear shouts.
“Should we radio the others--?”
“OPEN UP!” Both America and Prussia’s heads snapped back to the dust cloud. The looked with their binoculars and blanched at what they saw. A busty albino was running full out with at least 30 zombies behind her. She didn’t appear to have any visible wounds but she looked about ready to drop. She saw Prussia and America standing at the gate and began to franticly wave her hand above her head. As she came within a few yards of the gate she speeds up even more in a frantic attempt to out-run the hoard.
“Open the door, damn it!” A code yellow, class 1 outbreak was upon then and America sounded the silent alarm. France, Italy, and Germany responded and came up on top of the wall alongside America and Prussia. America grabbed his gun he leveled it at the closest zombie.
*BANG* The zombie went down, now missing its head. The girl yelped but kept running. The other Nations followed suit; taking aim at the hoard which was getting ever closer. Prussia moved over to where the gate controls where and prepared to open the gate. Italy moved past Prussia to the far side of the gate to get a better vantage point. The girl was nearly at the gate now but there were still several zombies behind her. Italy looked at the others for a brief moment.
“What are we going to do?! There’s still some behind her, we can’t open the gate until their all down!” Germany swore under his breath and moved over some to try and pick off a few more. France picked up his pace.
“We can’t just let her be killed! We’ve got to try!” Prussia pulled the lever a little bit, opening the gate just enough for the petite girl to slip through. Upon seeing the gates open the girl when into a flat out sprint. Adrenaline pumping as she made a last ditch effort to get away. Germany stopped shooting to save ammo, putting down his gun he ran down the stairs and pulled out his dagger from the boot sheath located on his right leg. He didn’t even get a chance to swing though because the girl slipped through the gate and tackled him to the ground. America and the others picked off the remaining zombies as they attempted to break down the gates. A code green was sounded shortly after.
Code in the rules: [Validated by "I am impressed by your use of proper apocalypse vocabulary, thank you!"]
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I’m a 17 year old artist that is very much a TOMBOY. I don’t wear many girly things and I have a fairly foul mouth when I’m by myself. I love to listen to music at max volume and dance like a crazy person. Anime is my life (LOL What life?). I’m normally pretty friendly unless my mom gets me into a bad mood, then I’m an antisocial recluse.
Pairing friendly?: Yes, any pairing is fine with me. I don’t get to watch Hetalia much because of my tyrant of a mother, there for I do not know many of the pairings (canon or non-canon).
Personal note to anyone reading your application: I am fairly good with RPing but it may take me some time to respond because of my school work. (I’m a senior in high school and thus I have a lot of homework)
Name: Egypt [Gupta Muhammad Hassan]
Gender: Male
Appearance: Egypt has light brown skin and wears a khaki uniform with brown boots. His head is covered with a white keffiyeh. He has short, dark hair when he is not wearing his keffiyeh and has a small gold earring in his left ear. Depending on the lighting, his eyes appear golden brown or an olive green. When not in uniform, he dresses in white robes with leather sandals and various ornaments/decorations. He is on the shorter side in height and carries a wooden staff that curves like a hook at the top. He also carries a canteen filled with fresh water.
Personality: He is a quiet, mysterious young man who seems stubborn, but is actually friendly and family-minded. He first appeared in the original web-comic when Italy attempted to invade his land and pick a fight with him, though the plan was foiled when Egypt beat him up with a stick. He rarely talks but when he does everyone should listen. He is very open-minded and isn't afraid to speak his mind. He is a reliable person and is willing to help with just about anything. If you ignore him, be prepared to be hit on the head with his staff. He originally had a companion (and unnamed dog) but she has sense passed away and now haunts him as a friendly ghost. He may not look like it but he is particularly good with medicine and old style remedies. He occasionally can be seen drinking Abarka (wine) or Cranberry Edge (vodka). Lastly I can imagine him being a painter/writer. Always sketching and doodling.
Relations with other chars: Relations with England and Italy are somewhat tense because of their past. He is friendly with Greece, their friend ship goes way back. He has mostly stable relations with the other nations but those could change quickly if someone offends him.
Special abilities:He dabbles in magic and staff fighting.
AU- RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: His curved staff or a Khopesh (a curved sword)
Long range weapon of choice: A sniper rifle.
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Either is fine but top would be preferable.
(I could bunk with Czech Republic since she has no bunk mate at the moment…)
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test:
((This is NOT Egypt but a random chara of mine, sorry if any of the mentioned charas are OOC))
Prussia yawned loudly, shifting his position from on foot to the other.
“Damn… This is NOT awesome, why did I have to be stuck with guard duty?” America sighed dejectedly.
“For once I agree with you, this SUCKS. It’s hot, humid and insufferable! Why did we have to be put up above the gate? I’m the Hero; I shouldn’t be stuck up here in the heat. I should be out capping zombies or saving a damsel in distress!” A few moments of silence went between the two, all was quiet, and nothing moved or made a sound. America stood up and stretched. He grabbed a pair of binoculars off of the railing and scanned the horizon. After a few sweeps he reaffirmed that there was nothing to be seen, but suddenly something caught his eye. Dust on the horizon.
“Hey Gilbert… were there any scout parties sent out today?” Prussia looked sideways at America.
“No. Why?” He picked up his own binoculars and scanned the horizon. He quickly spotted the dust cloud and lowered his binoculars because it was with in eye sight now. He looked over to America and began to speak but he stopped short as they began to hear shouts.
“Should we radio the others--?”
“OPEN UP!” Both America and Prussia’s heads snapped back to the dust cloud. The looked with their binoculars and blanched at what they saw. A busty albino was running full out with at least 30 zombies behind her. She didn’t appear to have any visible wounds but she looked about ready to drop. She saw Prussia and America standing at the gate and began to franticly wave her hand above her head. As she came within a few yards of the gate she speeds up even more in a frantic attempt to out-run the hoard.
“Open the door, damn it!” A code yellow, class 1 outbreak was upon then and America sounded the silent alarm. France, Italy, and Germany responded and came up on top of the wall alongside America and Prussia. America grabbed his gun he leveled it at the closest zombie.
*BANG* The zombie went down, now missing its head. The girl yelped but kept running. The other Nations followed suit; taking aim at the hoard which was getting ever closer. Prussia moved over to where the gate controls where and prepared to open the gate. Italy moved past Prussia to the far side of the gate to get a better vantage point. The girl was nearly at the gate now but there were still several zombies behind her. Italy looked at the others for a brief moment.
“What are we going to do?! There’s still some behind her, we can’t open the gate until their all down!” Germany swore under his breath and moved over some to try and pick off a few more. France picked up his pace.
“We can’t just let her be killed! We’ve got to try!” Prussia pulled the lever a little bit, opening the gate just enough for the petite girl to slip through. Upon seeing the gates open the girl when into a flat out sprint. Adrenaline pumping as she made a last ditch effort to get away. Germany stopped shooting to save ammo, putting down his gun he ran down the stairs and pulled out his dagger from the boot sheath located on his right leg. He didn’t even get a chance to swing though because the girl slipped through the gate and tackled him to the ground. America and the others picked off the remaining zombies as they attempted to break down the gates. A code green was sounded shortly after.
Code in the rules: [Validated by "I am impressed by your use of proper apocalypse vocabulary, thank you!"]
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I’m a 17 year old artist that is very much a TOMBOY. I don’t wear many girly things and I have a fairly foul mouth when I’m by myself. I love to listen to music at max volume and dance like a crazy person. Anime is my life (LOL What life?). I’m normally pretty friendly unless my mom gets me into a bad mood, then I’m an antisocial recluse.
Pairing friendly?: Yes, any pairing is fine with me. I don’t get to watch Hetalia much because of my tyrant of a mother, there for I do not know many of the pairings (canon or non-canon).
Personal note to anyone reading your application: I am fairly good with RPing but it may take me some time to respond because of my school work. (I’m a senior in high school and thus I have a lot of homework)
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