Post by Monaco on Mar 3, 2013 16:01:39 GMT -5
Name: Marie Hilmy
Gender: Female
Appearance: She has golden hair that is to her waist when all down, but when it is braided it is normally the length of where her boobs end. Her eyes are a darker version of sky blue and she wears glasses. Even though its troublesome to find red flowers, she will pick one every once and a while from the gardens or will use an old tattered ribbon. She had to get rid of her normal warmer clothes (her pink jacket like outfit) for something more suited to killing the undead with. Now, she mostly uses an old tanktop and some large work pants and boots that she found in the back of a storage closet when she arrived.
Personality: Monaco is very tactical and realistic. She hates doing anything that she knows is wrong and she will try to prevent anything bad from happening at all cost. Unlike countries like France and Spain, she isn’t laid back at all. She is very anxious to get things done and always likes to always be on time, lateness is unacceptable in her eyes. The girl can hold her liquor very well, and she also knows how to play poker and has the best poker faces of all time. Since she is one of the few females that are in the warehouse, she makes sure that no one sees her as the weak one. She makes herself known and just because she looks pretty and prissy, doesn’t mean that she can’t hold her own in a fight.
Relations with other chars: Really, she has a bit of a rocky past with everyone. France, Seychelles, and Northern Italy are the people she’s closest with. She trusts all of them more than anyone else, occasionally however, Hungary and Belgium will ask her to go with them to do something’s like dancing or partying, but she always politely declines, saying she isn’t that fond of partying because of Monte Carlo.
Special abilities: The best ability she has is her ability to be tactical about everything.
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: She’s with small throwing knives. They remind her of the cares back at Monte Carlo.
Long range weapon of choice: A sniper gun mostly, she knows how to shoot, but she only likes using it when her life depends on it.
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Bottom
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~
“Thank you…” the blonde teen said to another neighbor who brought him and his brother another macaroni dish for dinner. “Anytime hun! Now if you need anything at all, I live right next door so don’t hesitate to ask ok?” the woman neighbor said. The boy nodded his head and slowly closed the door showing to end to the conversation.
Only a few weeks ago, Alfred F. Jones and Matthew Williams lost their parents in a car crash. Both of the boys haven’t taken the situation to well, Alfred seemed to be taking all of this worse than his brother since the younger sibling had his boyfriend Gilbert to vent his frustrations on. The teen walked slowly to the kitchen and placed the dish on the kitchen table and sat down.
It would be only a few more months before him and his brother could leave this house and go to college. He just wanted to leave and never come back to this place…to many memories for him to handle. “Al?” a small voice called out. The blonde teen looked over to the voice and saw his younger brother and grunted.
“Did the neighbor come and give you some more of that macaroni stuff?” he asked quietly. Alfred nodded and said, “Yeah…you want some? I don’t really feel like making anything today.” Matthew sighed and walked to the cupboard to get a plate. “You never cook though…you just walk to McDonalds and get burgers.”
Alfred looked over to his brother and narrowed his eyes. Matthew looked over to his older brother and said, “What?! Its true!” Alfred just rolled his eyes and walked to the living room and decided to watch Sunday night football before heading to his room to study for his world history test on Monday. The entire town had heard about the brothers losing their parents and though his teacher gave him a few weeks off of tests he wanted to study anyways. The last thing he wanted was failing grades. As he plopped himself on the recliner he turned on the tv and the game started.
All the guys were tackling each other for a stupid ball…this made Alfred wonder why he even joined the team this year to begin with. It seemed pointless and stupid to him now that he thought about it. Matthew came into the living room twenty minutes after the game started. “You should try some of that. It’s pretty good. Almost as good as moms was.”
“Don’t talk about mom right now Mattie.” Alfred said, his eyes not moving from the screen. Matthew frowned and said, “You know you can’t keep everything bottled up inside Al. It’s not healthy.” Alfred looked to his younger brother and said, “I just don’t wanna talk about it dude.” The younger man looked at his brother and shook his head and turned his attention to the TV signaling the end to their almost fight.
Code in the rules: Dates
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: Guess who??? Yup! Its Norway! Lots of stuff happened and well, I decided on a fresh new start! I missed you all a lot I hope y’all know that!!
Pairing friendly?: All pairings welcome with Monaco! Crack pairings or whatever! I don’t care! Yaoi or Yuri~
Personal note to anyone reading your application: I cant wait to get started again!!
Gender: Female
Appearance: She has golden hair that is to her waist when all down, but when it is braided it is normally the length of where her boobs end. Her eyes are a darker version of sky blue and she wears glasses. Even though its troublesome to find red flowers, she will pick one every once and a while from the gardens or will use an old tattered ribbon. She had to get rid of her normal warmer clothes (her pink jacket like outfit) for something more suited to killing the undead with. Now, she mostly uses an old tanktop and some large work pants and boots that she found in the back of a storage closet when she arrived.
Personality: Monaco is very tactical and realistic. She hates doing anything that she knows is wrong and she will try to prevent anything bad from happening at all cost. Unlike countries like France and Spain, she isn’t laid back at all. She is very anxious to get things done and always likes to always be on time, lateness is unacceptable in her eyes. The girl can hold her liquor very well, and she also knows how to play poker and has the best poker faces of all time. Since she is one of the few females that are in the warehouse, she makes sure that no one sees her as the weak one. She makes herself known and just because she looks pretty and prissy, doesn’t mean that she can’t hold her own in a fight.
Relations with other chars: Really, she has a bit of a rocky past with everyone. France, Seychelles, and Northern Italy are the people she’s closest with. She trusts all of them more than anyone else, occasionally however, Hungary and Belgium will ask her to go with them to do something’s like dancing or partying, but she always politely declines, saying she isn’t that fond of partying because of Monte Carlo.
Special abilities: The best ability she has is her ability to be tactical about everything.
AU-RELATED
Short range weapon of choice: She’s with small throwing knives. They remind her of the cares back at Monte Carlo.
Long range weapon of choice: A sniper gun mostly, she knows how to shoot, but she only likes using it when her life depends on it.
Duty position of your choice: Medic
Bunk of choice: Bottom
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~
“Thank you…” the blonde teen said to another neighbor who brought him and his brother another macaroni dish for dinner. “Anytime hun! Now if you need anything at all, I live right next door so don’t hesitate to ask ok?” the woman neighbor said. The boy nodded his head and slowly closed the door showing to end to the conversation.
Only a few weeks ago, Alfred F. Jones and Matthew Williams lost their parents in a car crash. Both of the boys haven’t taken the situation to well, Alfred seemed to be taking all of this worse than his brother since the younger sibling had his boyfriend Gilbert to vent his frustrations on. The teen walked slowly to the kitchen and placed the dish on the kitchen table and sat down.
It would be only a few more months before him and his brother could leave this house and go to college. He just wanted to leave and never come back to this place…to many memories for him to handle. “Al?” a small voice called out. The blonde teen looked over to the voice and saw his younger brother and grunted.
“Did the neighbor come and give you some more of that macaroni stuff?” he asked quietly. Alfred nodded and said, “Yeah…you want some? I don’t really feel like making anything today.” Matthew sighed and walked to the cupboard to get a plate. “You never cook though…you just walk to McDonalds and get burgers.”
Alfred looked over to his brother and narrowed his eyes. Matthew looked over to his older brother and said, “What?! Its true!” Alfred just rolled his eyes and walked to the living room and decided to watch Sunday night football before heading to his room to study for his world history test on Monday. The entire town had heard about the brothers losing their parents and though his teacher gave him a few weeks off of tests he wanted to study anyways. The last thing he wanted was failing grades. As he plopped himself on the recliner he turned on the tv and the game started.
All the guys were tackling each other for a stupid ball…this made Alfred wonder why he even joined the team this year to begin with. It seemed pointless and stupid to him now that he thought about it. Matthew came into the living room twenty minutes after the game started. “You should try some of that. It’s pretty good. Almost as good as moms was.”
“Don’t talk about mom right now Mattie.” Alfred said, his eyes not moving from the screen. Matthew frowned and said, “You know you can’t keep everything bottled up inside Al. It’s not healthy.” Alfred looked to his younger brother and said, “I just don’t wanna talk about it dude.” The younger man looked at his brother and shook his head and turned his attention to the TV signaling the end to their almost fight.
Code in the rules: Dates
ABOUT THE ROLEPLAYER
About yourself: Guess who??? Yup! Its Norway! Lots of stuff happened and well, I decided on a fresh new start! I missed you all a lot I hope y’all know that!!
Pairing friendly?: All pairings welcome with Monaco! Crack pairings or whatever! I don’t care! Yaoi or Yuri~
Personal note to anyone reading your application: I cant wait to get started again!!