Post by [x] Greece on Sept 23, 2012 13:23:36 GMT -5
Name: Greece (Herakles Karpusi)
Gender: Male
Personality: Lazy most of the time, but a hard worker once he sets his mind to it. Extremely loyal to his friends, would do anything to prevent harm from coming to them. He still has his love for cats but the current situation has made him realise there are other, more important things. He still wishes for better circumstances, but will act upon what is happening in the moment. Despite not being as good at long-term planning as some of the others. He's also a bit of a hopeless romantic at times, and this has become much worse since being cooped up in the base. He also WILL rescue any stray cats or kittens he can, and gets very sobby/heartbroken if they get hurt or killed. He's also incredibly frustrated by the no pets rule, because that means he can't keep the cats and kittens he rescues. But because of it, he's been forced to come out of his shell far as socializing with others.
Relations: Turkey is one he sees as a rival or enemy, and he will not willingly work with him. Japan, America, and England are all allies, and among the ones he feels most comfortable working with. He's also fairly friendly with Canada, as before all this they frequently stroke up trade agreements with one another. While a bit more distant from them emotionally, he's also friends with France and Spain.
Special Abilities: Photographic memory. When he isn't asleep he remembers everything that happens.
Short range weapon of choice: Something like this - www.trueswords.com/cold-steel-combat-ready-boot-dagger-double-edge-large-p-5164.html
Long range weapon of choice: Sniper rifle.
Duty Position: Lab Scientist
Bunk of choice: Bottom, thanks.
RP Sample__________________________________-~
Herakles could scarcely believe it when he heard it. It was a shock from the start, that he'd have to deal with the consequences of this crisis. There was no avoiding it though, since it'd been an astronomical occurrence, and so he reluctantly left his home at the request of his boss and his people to help where the infection was at it's worst. What baffled him was America hadn't even asked for trouble. And yet, this was happening on his land. And so he arrived at the shelter. "So, I'm here then, what can I do to help." He muttered, taking the first empty bottom bunk he saw as he got out the few personal items he'd brought with him. He couldn't even bring his cats with him, and he hated it. He was so awkward about talking with others, and quite frankly wasn't sure he'd be able to handle the stresses of this. Still. For the good of his friends, he had to try. It'd been a long time indeed since he'd been through the stresses of war. But he was going to manage somehow.
All stories had conflict. All of them had some inner struggle to them. And so he thought, maybe by struggling through this with his friends, he could feel closer to the stories that he'd once heard from his Mother. "... And at the least I can try and rescue any ktitens I run across." He said to himself, in response to his thoughts.
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Code in the rules: [Verified by "I'm sorry to say that no pets are allowed inside the warehouse."]
About yourself: Call me Shisa if you must call me anything, I'm an 18 year old young woman and live right down here in Florida. Yes yes go on and make those perverted jokes about that I don't care. Actually I'm kinda pround of it, you wankers~ PFFFFF- And I mean wankers in a good way.
Pairing friendly?: VERY. AmeRus, PruSpain, and FrCan are my OTPs... But I'll ship ANYTHING.
Personal note: Can't wait to join this now lets get started~
Gender: Male
Personality: Lazy most of the time, but a hard worker once he sets his mind to it. Extremely loyal to his friends, would do anything to prevent harm from coming to them. He still has his love for cats but the current situation has made him realise there are other, more important things. He still wishes for better circumstances, but will act upon what is happening in the moment. Despite not being as good at long-term planning as some of the others. He's also a bit of a hopeless romantic at times, and this has become much worse since being cooped up in the base. He also WILL rescue any stray cats or kittens he can, and gets very sobby/heartbroken if they get hurt or killed. He's also incredibly frustrated by the no pets rule, because that means he can't keep the cats and kittens he rescues. But because of it, he's been forced to come out of his shell far as socializing with others.
Relations: Turkey is one he sees as a rival or enemy, and he will not willingly work with him. Japan, America, and England are all allies, and among the ones he feels most comfortable working with. He's also fairly friendly with Canada, as before all this they frequently stroke up trade agreements with one another. While a bit more distant from them emotionally, he's also friends with France and Spain.
Special Abilities: Photographic memory. When he isn't asleep he remembers everything that happens.
Short range weapon of choice: Something like this - www.trueswords.com/cold-steel-combat-ready-boot-dagger-double-edge-large-p-5164.html
Long range weapon of choice: Sniper rifle.
Duty Position: Lab Scientist
Bunk of choice: Bottom, thanks.
RP Sample__________________________________-~
Herakles could scarcely believe it when he heard it. It was a shock from the start, that he'd have to deal with the consequences of this crisis. There was no avoiding it though, since it'd been an astronomical occurrence, and so he reluctantly left his home at the request of his boss and his people to help where the infection was at it's worst. What baffled him was America hadn't even asked for trouble. And yet, this was happening on his land. And so he arrived at the shelter. "So, I'm here then, what can I do to help." He muttered, taking the first empty bottom bunk he saw as he got out the few personal items he'd brought with him. He couldn't even bring his cats with him, and he hated it. He was so awkward about talking with others, and quite frankly wasn't sure he'd be able to handle the stresses of this. Still. For the good of his friends, he had to try. It'd been a long time indeed since he'd been through the stresses of war. But he was going to manage somehow.
All stories had conflict. All of them had some inner struggle to them. And so he thought, maybe by struggling through this with his friends, he could feel closer to the stories that he'd once heard from his Mother. "... And at the least I can try and rescue any ktitens I run across." He said to himself, in response to his thoughts.
___________________________________________-~
Code in the rules: [Verified by "I'm sorry to say that no pets are allowed inside the warehouse."]
About yourself: Call me Shisa if you must call me anything, I'm an 18 year old young woman and live right down here in Florida. Yes yes go on and make those perverted jokes about that I don't care. Actually I'm kinda pround of it, you wankers~ PFFFFF- And I mean wankers in a good way.
Pairing friendly?: VERY. AmeRus, PruSpain, and FrCan are my OTPs... But I'll ship ANYTHING.
Personal note: Can't wait to join this now lets get started~