Post by Mexico on Oct 7, 2012 19:51:00 GMT -5
Name: Maria Martinez
Gender: Female
Appearance: She is very short. Barely 5 foot 2. She has a horrible farmers tan that shows her light skin that hides under her clothing and her caramel skin that pops out from under the clothes. She had long hair when she was under Spain’s rule but after her independence, she cut it short and it became frizzy and even more curly then it was previously. She is very well built, broad shoulders and wide hips. She also has deep brown eyes and has a small mole on her left cheek. People say that the little thing is adorable but she really doesn’t like it. She also has a scar on the right side of her stomach from America. She doesn’t like talking about it. She usually binds down her boobs because she doesn't like the feel of them when she fights. She did this a long time ago when she used to battle Spain so she just got used to it.
Personality: Shes very SPICEY. She’s very hyper and shows her emotions a lot. If she’s happy you can see it, if she’s tired you can see that to, but if she’s sad she hides it the best she can but usually fails and bawls out on the nearest person around. She always wanted to be with America even though they fight. She always crossed the border just to watch him from a tree outside his window. Yes she stalked him but she grew out of that *cough*lie*cough* Er…anyways….she doesn’t EVER let anyone cook for her. She’s independent and a hard worker. She likes working outside in the plant areas and she admits that she did get from Spain but she tries telling everyone that that was the only thing she got from the Spanish man but that’s a huge lie to. She became very religious after her independence much like Spain was. A long time ago she used to think of him like a daddy but much like what America did to England, she didn’t like his rule anymore and became independent. She used to run to America for guidance but that eventually ended because America (in her words) ‘Took’ her land and that ended.
Now she talks to many people from her past, good or bad, and tries sticking up for everyone.
Relations with other chars: Spain: A step-daddy that she sometimes thinks of a burden but she loves the guy.
Ameirca: Annoying but like a brother. She thinks he’s a decent guy but he’s annoying….very annoying
Argentina: An awesome older sister that she looks up to
Portugal: Like Argentina. She’s more like an awesome mother than anything else
Romano: A brother. She sticks close to him A LOT…
Special abilities: Since she’s been around nature most of her life, she can survive in the wilderness by herself. How do you think she’s been living so well?
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: Sword
Long range weapon of choice: A good old fashioned rifle
Duty position of your choice: Groundskeeper
Bunk of choice: Bottom would be nice
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: Just a sample from an RP or a fanfic you've written before. Let the world know of your writing style~
“You were so great.” America’s voice was so soft and sad, but England was sure he heard tinges of happiness in there. England’s sadness was increased. The sobbing was becoming harder and he stuck his face in the mud. ‘Exactly where it should be…’ England thought sadly. After what it seemed like hours of England’s sobbing into the mud, he suddenly he felt two hands place themselves on his back. England flinched and looked up from the mud. “A-America?” he asked hopefully. All the features seemed the same but then his thoughts came crashing down when a sigh was heard and a voice, “No England…I’m Canada…”
England’s head turned to were America once stood but saw that he and his entire army…left him crying in the mud…England looked down to his hands and said, “Look at me Canada…I’m so pathetic aren’t I? I…I’m just a horrible excuse for an Empire.” Canada gently lifted the broken British man onto his feet and said, “You’re not…Alfred was…he was just a little bit better at fighting this time…you’ll…you will definitely beat him again!” Canada’s voice sounded a little soothing to England but he still felt that he didn’t deserve any kindness from his colony.
“C-Canada…” England said in a little voice as the two started walking to somewhere that wasn’t the mud and blood filled battle field. “Yeah?” Canada answered. England’s puffy red eyes started filling to the brim with tears all over again. England found some of the strength he needed and said, “I…I loved him so much…not as a brother though….as…as someone I wanted to call ‘lover’.” These were England’s true feelings for his former brother. Canada’s violet eyes softened a bit at these words that came from his guardian. He had his suspicions for a good while, but had absolutely no proof of it until now. He sighed and said, “I know…I know…” Then England cried again, but this time it wasn’t of the sadness of losing his brother or the loss of the battle…he was crying for the loss of any chance he would ever have with the one and only person that he would ever hold so dear in his heart.
Code in the rules: (Validated by ''Welcome back, Nor.'')
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I am NORWAY!!!!!!!!!!! BOW DOWN TO ME
Pairing friendly?: Of course I am!!! I love my pairings!!!!! Ill put anyone with her! ANYONE
Personal note to anyone reading your application: AGAIN I AM NORWAY! YOU SHALL BOW DOWN TO ME!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah and Iggy, you might already know this but i dont have an icon for her yet and ill use a temporary one when Im able to get one! I hope that's ok!!!!
Gender: Female
Appearance: She is very short. Barely 5 foot 2. She has a horrible farmers tan that shows her light skin that hides under her clothing and her caramel skin that pops out from under the clothes. She had long hair when she was under Spain’s rule but after her independence, she cut it short and it became frizzy and even more curly then it was previously. She is very well built, broad shoulders and wide hips. She also has deep brown eyes and has a small mole on her left cheek. People say that the little thing is adorable but she really doesn’t like it. She also has a scar on the right side of her stomach from America. She doesn’t like talking about it. She usually binds down her boobs because she doesn't like the feel of them when she fights. She did this a long time ago when she used to battle Spain so she just got used to it.
Personality: Shes very SPICEY. She’s very hyper and shows her emotions a lot. If she’s happy you can see it, if she’s tired you can see that to, but if she’s sad she hides it the best she can but usually fails and bawls out on the nearest person around. She always wanted to be with America even though they fight. She always crossed the border just to watch him from a tree outside his window. Yes she stalked him but she grew out of that *cough*lie*cough* Er…anyways….she doesn’t EVER let anyone cook for her. She’s independent and a hard worker. She likes working outside in the plant areas and she admits that she did get from Spain but she tries telling everyone that that was the only thing she got from the Spanish man but that’s a huge lie to. She became very religious after her independence much like Spain was. A long time ago she used to think of him like a daddy but much like what America did to England, she didn’t like his rule anymore and became independent. She used to run to America for guidance but that eventually ended because America (in her words) ‘Took’ her land and that ended.
Now she talks to many people from her past, good or bad, and tries sticking up for everyone.
Relations with other chars: Spain: A step-daddy that she sometimes thinks of a burden but she loves the guy.
Ameirca: Annoying but like a brother. She thinks he’s a decent guy but he’s annoying….very annoying
Argentina: An awesome older sister that she looks up to
Portugal: Like Argentina. She’s more like an awesome mother than anything else
Romano: A brother. She sticks close to him A LOT…
Special abilities: Since she’s been around nature most of her life, she can survive in the wilderness by herself. How do you think she’s been living so well?
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: Sword
Long range weapon of choice: A good old fashioned rifle
Duty position of your choice: Groundskeeper
Bunk of choice: Bottom would be nice
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: Just a sample from an RP or a fanfic you've written before. Let the world know of your writing style~
“You were so great.” America’s voice was so soft and sad, but England was sure he heard tinges of happiness in there. England’s sadness was increased. The sobbing was becoming harder and he stuck his face in the mud. ‘Exactly where it should be…’ England thought sadly. After what it seemed like hours of England’s sobbing into the mud, he suddenly he felt two hands place themselves on his back. England flinched and looked up from the mud. “A-America?” he asked hopefully. All the features seemed the same but then his thoughts came crashing down when a sigh was heard and a voice, “No England…I’m Canada…”
England’s head turned to were America once stood but saw that he and his entire army…left him crying in the mud…England looked down to his hands and said, “Look at me Canada…I’m so pathetic aren’t I? I…I’m just a horrible excuse for an Empire.” Canada gently lifted the broken British man onto his feet and said, “You’re not…Alfred was…he was just a little bit better at fighting this time…you’ll…you will definitely beat him again!” Canada’s voice sounded a little soothing to England but he still felt that he didn’t deserve any kindness from his colony.
“C-Canada…” England said in a little voice as the two started walking to somewhere that wasn’t the mud and blood filled battle field. “Yeah?” Canada answered. England’s puffy red eyes started filling to the brim with tears all over again. England found some of the strength he needed and said, “I…I loved him so much…not as a brother though….as…as someone I wanted to call ‘lover’.” These were England’s true feelings for his former brother. Canada’s violet eyes softened a bit at these words that came from his guardian. He had his suspicions for a good while, but had absolutely no proof of it until now. He sighed and said, “I know…I know…” Then England cried again, but this time it wasn’t of the sadness of losing his brother or the loss of the battle…he was crying for the loss of any chance he would ever have with the one and only person that he would ever hold so dear in his heart.
Code in the rules: (Validated by ''Welcome back, Nor.'')
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I am NORWAY!!!!!!!!!!! BOW DOWN TO ME
Pairing friendly?: Of course I am!!! I love my pairings!!!!! Ill put anyone with her! ANYONE
Personal note to anyone reading your application: AGAIN I AM NORWAY! YOU SHALL BOW DOWN TO ME!!!!!!!!!! Oh yeah and Iggy, you might already know this but i dont have an icon for her yet and ill use a temporary one when Im able to get one! I hope that's ok!!!!
