Post by [x] Eastport on Jun 13, 2012 20:41:49 GMT -5
BASIC INFO
Name: Leon Slaff (Formerly Jones)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short, spikey golden blonde hair with brunette tips pulled back into an equally spikey ponytail; Chesapeake blue eyes (it’s a color! Google it!); kind of short; appears to be 14-15ish; canvas-colored sleeveless open shirt; white sailing pants; sandals; maroon sash around his hips; black wristband; You will typically see him with Henry Jackson Philip Stevensson IV (his Blue Crab who is called Henry for short) on top of his head or on his shoulder
Personality: Fiesty, rebellious, rash, naïve, violent, down-to-earth, the kind of guy you’d see kicking someone in the face for only teasing-insulting him while yelling “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” at the top of his lungs, impatient, ADD (on occasion)
Relations with other chars: EDIT: Is very close to America and considers him his father (and actually does call him Dad). He's also close to England, but somehow KNOWS that England is the woman in the relationship and calls him "Mom" (oh, he also doesn't like to listen to England unless necessary).
Special abilities: Can talk to crabs and other marine life
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: Fishing/Pocket Knife
Long range weapon of choice: Pistol
Duty position of your choice: Front-liner
Bunk of choice: Top; no argument
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: ((MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Independence Day Sunday, baby!!))
Within Maryland, there is a proud, historic capitol by the name of Annapolis. Well known for its crabs, history and boating experience, it sits calmly on the Chesapeake Bay watching over the blue green waters.
Well, that’s how most people see Annapolis. The elders know, however, the real Annapolis.
Who is currently sitting in the back of Middleton’s Tavern, massaging his temples and sipping on his red wine.
Damn it. He swore internally, Chesapeake blue eyes shutting the world out. I can’t believe that kid. Doesn’t he know what he’s getting into? The blonde reached back, undoing his small ponytail and re-tying it. His only company – other than the alcohol – was his Captain’s hat. Even that kid had a friend – that stupid crab of his Henry Something-or-other. He didn’t have anyone. Baltimore didn’t like him very much and D.C was far too busy to deal with him.
Guess he was on his own once again.
But this was too much. The one person he thought he could count on was leaving him: Eastport.
A young boy, aged only 14, stood on the other side of the small river. His naturally spikey golden-blonde hair was accented by deep brunette tips and pulled back into a similar ponytail to Annapolis’, only messier. His twin Chesapeake Blue eyes were filled with passion and conviction like never before. “ANNAPOLIS!” He shouted, raising a large yellow flag above his head. “I’M GOING TO BE INDEPENDENT AND THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!”
Independent, he says. Annapolis took another sip of his wine and adjusted his rectangular glasses, careful not to spill it on his sweater vest- Oh who was he kidding. No one would see the stain anyway – his vest was deep maroon. Just like Eastport’s sash…
I have to stop thinking about that. Now these thoughts were just making him depressed. The boy was his brother. He had to support his choice. But a country?! No way Dad’ll allow that… Speaking of him, I wonder if he’s gotten word of this.
Speak of the Devil and he shall appear. Into the tavern stormed a young man, blonde hair with a stray curl above his head, oval glasses, and a bomber jacket hanging loosely on his shoulders. His sky blue eyes scanned the restaurant until they finally landed on Annapolis.
“Josias!” America ran over and took the seat next to him. “There you are!” He looked exasperated and confused. He dropped his voice down low. “Is what I heard true? Eastport’s becoming independent?”
So he had heard. “Yes. He wants to be his own country, Alfred.”
America shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, leaning back in the old wood chair. “I don’t believe it…”
Annapolis knew well what. “He’s simply mad that I’m closing a road to him to build a bridge to connect us. He says it’s going to cripple his economy.”
“… It is kind of true though, Jo.” Oh, so now their father was taking his side? “Aren’t you cutting off the only road to him? It’s no wonder he feels the need to break away.”
“He doesn’t understand he’ll be fine.” Annapolis’ grip on his wine glass grew tighter and it threatened to throw the glass against the wood-paneled walls. “Once the bridge is built, we’ll be even closer than ever.”
“But it’s the bridge you’re burning that’s making him do this.”
Every once in a while, the young nation had a rational point; he might seem all imagination and creativity with no basis in reality, but he had real experience. And it shouldn’t have been surprising that he took Eastport’s side in this. He knew the feeling of wanting to be independent and he knew well the reasoning behind it.
Shouldn’t Annapolis know the feeling as well? He fought right alongside his brothers and his father in the fight for independence all those centuries ago. Where had that spark gone?
“I guess you’re right… but I have no choice. My people need this bridge as well.”
America sighed and stood up. “Well, it is your decision. Just know that I’m alright with him wanting to grow up on his own.” He turned to leave, but not without a final statement. “It’s up to you if you do as well.” He waved and disappeared after that, leaving the wine-drinking captain alone with his thoughts.
He stayed there for a while, finishing up his wine and half-heartedly munching on some crab cakes until he just about had enough of the silence and walked out of the tavern to hit the town and clear his head.
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I'm Spain and I felt like adding in my OC. XD Really, just look at my app or check out other stuff on here if you want to know more about me.
Pairing friendly?: MWUHAHAHAHAHA SAME AS MY OTHER APP, PEOPLE. But really anything, so long as it doesn't interfere with my Spamano and isn't yuri. >.> You can like it, but I won't.
Personal note to anyone reading your application: LOVE YOU ALL~~~~~~~~~!
Name: Leon Slaff (Formerly Jones)
Gender: Male
Appearance: Short, spikey golden blonde hair with brunette tips pulled back into an equally spikey ponytail; Chesapeake blue eyes (it’s a color! Google it!); kind of short; appears to be 14-15ish; canvas-colored sleeveless open shirt; white sailing pants; sandals; maroon sash around his hips; black wristband; You will typically see him with Henry Jackson Philip Stevensson IV (his Blue Crab who is called Henry for short) on top of his head or on his shoulder
Personality: Fiesty, rebellious, rash, naïve, violent, down-to-earth, the kind of guy you’d see kicking someone in the face for only teasing-insulting him while yelling “YOU SON OF A BITCH!” at the top of his lungs, impatient, ADD (on occasion)
Relations with other chars: EDIT: Is very close to America and considers him his father (and actually does call him Dad). He's also close to England, but somehow KNOWS that England is the woman in the relationship and calls him "Mom" (oh, he also doesn't like to listen to England unless necessary).
Special abilities: Can talk to crabs and other marine life
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: Fishing/Pocket Knife
Long range weapon of choice: Pistol
Duty position of your choice: Front-liner
Bunk of choice: Top; no argument
OBLIGATORY FILLING
Sample RP test: ((MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Independence Day Sunday, baby!!))
Within Maryland, there is a proud, historic capitol by the name of Annapolis. Well known for its crabs, history and boating experience, it sits calmly on the Chesapeake Bay watching over the blue green waters.
Well, that’s how most people see Annapolis. The elders know, however, the real Annapolis.
Who is currently sitting in the back of Middleton’s Tavern, massaging his temples and sipping on his red wine.
Damn it. He swore internally, Chesapeake blue eyes shutting the world out. I can’t believe that kid. Doesn’t he know what he’s getting into? The blonde reached back, undoing his small ponytail and re-tying it. His only company – other than the alcohol – was his Captain’s hat. Even that kid had a friend – that stupid crab of his Henry Something-or-other. He didn’t have anyone. Baltimore didn’t like him very much and D.C was far too busy to deal with him.
Guess he was on his own once again.
But this was too much. The one person he thought he could count on was leaving him: Eastport.
A young boy, aged only 14, stood on the other side of the small river. His naturally spikey golden-blonde hair was accented by deep brunette tips and pulled back into a similar ponytail to Annapolis’, only messier. His twin Chesapeake Blue eyes were filled with passion and conviction like never before. “ANNAPOLIS!” He shouted, raising a large yellow flag above his head. “I’M GOING TO BE INDEPENDENT AND THERE’S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT!”
Independent, he says. Annapolis took another sip of his wine and adjusted his rectangular glasses, careful not to spill it on his sweater vest- Oh who was he kidding. No one would see the stain anyway – his vest was deep maroon. Just like Eastport’s sash…
I have to stop thinking about that. Now these thoughts were just making him depressed. The boy was his brother. He had to support his choice. But a country?! No way Dad’ll allow that… Speaking of him, I wonder if he’s gotten word of this.
Speak of the Devil and he shall appear. Into the tavern stormed a young man, blonde hair with a stray curl above his head, oval glasses, and a bomber jacket hanging loosely on his shoulders. His sky blue eyes scanned the restaurant until they finally landed on Annapolis.
“Josias!” America ran over and took the seat next to him. “There you are!” He looked exasperated and confused. He dropped his voice down low. “Is what I heard true? Eastport’s becoming independent?”
So he had heard. “Yes. He wants to be his own country, Alfred.”
America shook his head and ran his hand through his hair, leaning back in the old wood chair. “I don’t believe it…”
Annapolis knew well what. “He’s simply mad that I’m closing a road to him to build a bridge to connect us. He says it’s going to cripple his economy.”
“… It is kind of true though, Jo.” Oh, so now their father was taking his side? “Aren’t you cutting off the only road to him? It’s no wonder he feels the need to break away.”
“He doesn’t understand he’ll be fine.” Annapolis’ grip on his wine glass grew tighter and it threatened to throw the glass against the wood-paneled walls. “Once the bridge is built, we’ll be even closer than ever.”
“But it’s the bridge you’re burning that’s making him do this.”
Every once in a while, the young nation had a rational point; he might seem all imagination and creativity with no basis in reality, but he had real experience. And it shouldn’t have been surprising that he took Eastport’s side in this. He knew the feeling of wanting to be independent and he knew well the reasoning behind it.
Shouldn’t Annapolis know the feeling as well? He fought right alongside his brothers and his father in the fight for independence all those centuries ago. Where had that spark gone?
“I guess you’re right… but I have no choice. My people need this bridge as well.”
America sighed and stood up. “Well, it is your decision. Just know that I’m alright with him wanting to grow up on his own.” He turned to leave, but not without a final statement. “It’s up to you if you do as well.” He waved and disappeared after that, leaving the wine-drinking captain alone with his thoughts.
He stayed there for a while, finishing up his wine and half-heartedly munching on some crab cakes until he just about had enough of the silence and walked out of the tavern to hit the town and clear his head.
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: I'm Spain and I felt like adding in my OC. XD Really, just look at my app or check out other stuff on here if you want to know more about me.
Pairing friendly?: MWUHAHAHAHAHA SAME AS MY OTHER APP, PEOPLE. But really anything, so long as it doesn't interfere with my Spamano and isn't yuri. >.> You can like it, but I won't.
Personal note to anyone reading your application: LOVE YOU ALL~~~~~~~~~!