Post by Fehris on Oct 23, 2009 9:05:38 GMT -5
Canon Character Application
My name is Fehris and I am seventeen years old. I want to join this site because America wanted me to and I believe that this will be an opportune moment to enhance my roleplaying abilities. None the less, I think it has a very interesting concept and I am a complete fanatic for fantasy.. I have been roleplaying for six years and I normally post between the 200 + mark. Here is my application:
Character name:
Feliciano Vargas (Northern Italy)
Age:
Appears to be twenty years old, though is truly over 600 years old.
Appearance:
Feliciano appears to be twenty years old and stands at an estimated height of 5’7, shorter than many other nations with the exception of Japan. His eyes are wide and cheerful, the color representing a warm-hearted hue of café au lait. Small-boned and delicate in body structure, he appears to be of no particular threat and in reality, he isn't. A unremitting, ebullient smile he carries which only fades away in the possibility of danger. Feliciano's hair is the most distinct feature of his appearance though, which is coffee brown and goes down to the nape of his neck with a large single strand curl on his left side. His clothes normally consists of a dark blue military outfit which has a certain WWII style fashion to it. When he is not out adventuring though, Feliciano's clothes are normally long snowy white silk robes embellished with golden designs to resemble the healing arts that he beheld.
Personality:
Exuberant, buoyant, ebullient, jaunty are some of the many words that could describe Feliciano's personality. Despite his cheerful exterior, in reality, he was quite a cry baby whenever it comes facing danger. One thing that he prides himself in is the ability to flee hastily so he isn't forced to fight. While he proclaims that he has the strength to fend for himself, there was no 'beautiful girls' there to watch him which is his main reason for fleeing. One of his greatest loves though are for the Italian cuisine, which normally consists of pasta, pizza, gelato, and cheese while his hobbies include cooking, siesta, painting, and singing. Feliciano also has a compulsion of stripping off all his clothes during his siestas, which is a tendency that he is not ready to let go. The Italian nation also heavily depends on Germany for support though he doesn't necessarily obey the other's harsh commands.
Occupation:
Feliciano is a priest who is not familiar with the arts of fighting physically. Instead, he focuses most of his attention on using light magic, which he learned from the Vatican, to increase status ailments and heal other's injuries. Though still not amazing at it, he had learned how to handle holy magic used against creatures possibly such as undead or corrupted spirits.
Strengths:
Feliciano's strengths lie within his cheerful demeanor and holy magic. Though considered as a coward, he is highly pleasant to be around though some may just simply regard him as air-headed. His capabilities in the romantic field can easily help ease the spirits of strangers, which could be quite helpful at times. The holy magic that he wields though is his main strength. Feliciano is commonly sought for his rare abilities of being able to heal injuries and even resurrect. His attack magic also is efficient against corrupted spirits, demons, and undead.
Weaknesses:
Despite his strength against evil creatures and people, Feliciano has the tendency to run away at the sight of them. This marks his greatest weakness, which is his cowardice and inability to stand up for himself. He constantly leans towards someone else to rely on and is completely hopeless when that person is not there.
Backstory:
As a young child, Italy was raised briefly with the Holy Roman Empire as infants, yet Ancient Rome, which Italy commonly refers to as 'Grandpa Rome' took the young Italy away to live with him. When Italy returned to the place of his birth, the children that he had grown up with became cruel to him, often bullying as the Holy Roman Empire vowed to the young child to make him part of his "New Roman Empire".
Eventually, the young Italy is claimed by Austria, requested by the Holy Roman Empire , after a period of war. During this time, both the Holy Roman Empire and Italy live together in a household though the other begins to have a childish crush on Italy, who was strangely feminine because of the attire he wore. This attire normally consisted of maid dresses and female clothes of the time and age. Italy refused the empire's offer to becoming part of his "New Roman Empire" due to remembering the downfall of the great Ancient Roman Empire. Soon afterwards, Italy is left alone in the household with Austria and Hungary when the Holy Roman Empire decides to depart off to war.
Italy soon helped fund for The Crusades through merchants, motivated to earn trading rights among the European nations. After finding rare trading materials in the Middle East such as a variety of spices, ivory, jade, diamonds, apples, and other Asian crops, Feliciano became inspired even during the middle of the Dark Ages. Not only did the cheerful nation find rare trading goods, but also different scriptures from Ancient Rome which were long forgotten in Europe. Having enough money between the merchants and wanting to learn from the scriptures and ancient texts, Italy was the one who inspired the Renaissance period. Surprisingly enough, this moment of intelligence from Feliciano had allowed the Renaissance to not only begin in Italy, but also spread up to Northern Europe.
World War I was marked as another major historical even that happened to Italy since the defeat of the Ottoman Empire. Even before World War I began, Feliciano had already started to enhance his diplomatic efforts towards Arthur and Francis because he was convinced that a support of Roderich would not grant him the lands that he was aiming for in territorial expansion. When World War I began, Italy had declared war against Austria-Hungary and joins the side of the Allies.
During World War II, Italy makes an agreement with Germany which was known as the Roman-Berlin Axis, though many just say that Germany had taken him simply because he was a pathetic case who was much too dependent on others. As flighty as he is, Feliciano had quickly surrendered to the Allies, which mainly consisted of Alfred, Arthur, Francis, Ivan, and Yao. A few months afterwards, Feliciano makes the complicated choice of turning against Ludwig and declaring war against him, possibly one of the hardest choices he ever made.
A year after the end of World War II, Italy abolished his monarchy and instead established a republic. Now, Feliciano has been wanting to touch his more religious side with the intentions of helping others through methods of healing, resurrection, and status increases as well as having the ability to fight against corrupted spirits.
Sample Post: (100 characters or above)
There Feliciano stood, in the midst of mindless violence, blood stained earth, and the stench of death. His mind was telling him to run, hurry as fast as possible away for this was a battle that he had lost before it had even started. Heart pounding like a drum against his chest, wide chocolate eyes staring at the scene below, yet his legs refused to move for once. He had so desired to flee, leave a trail of dust behind him, but he couldn't when amongst the gunpowder and explosions of magic was a young girl. An innocent girl who had managed to be in the cross fire, now lying faced down in the ground with blood seeping from underneath.
This is when the moment came. Something that felt too unfamiliar for the flighty Italian. He had actually started running towards the young girl, into the midst of bullets spraying. Feliciano held strength in his body, but he typically told others that if there was no beautiful girl there, then there was no point of showing his strength. Staring sympathetically down at the girl as he reached her, he turned her around and saw her chest heaving almost unnoticeably. Inhale...exhale..inhale. Then it stopped. Grasping his staff tighter within his slender grip, Italy felt the magic of purity that had taken him years to learn flow through his body.
It was a simple touch as he pressed his hand lightly against her bare skin and her body warmed up with the magic that ran from Italy. Her eyes flickered opened lazily as she hazily looked around the battlefield. She took in a breath, her breath of life, a new life. A smile of joy and happiness had tugged Feliciano's lips as he stared down at her.
"I am happy that you're alive." He whispered cheerfully.
ITALY IS LOVE, VEEE~
