Post by RR on Sept 24, 2009 9:16:14 GMT -5
Canon Character Application
My name is Rachel/Sheep and I am pretty young. I want to join this site because of your Prussia's suggestion I join. Also, because I love Hetalia and pretty much writing in general. I have been roleplaying for three years, starting out rockily but right now I'm in this twitter RP and the aphdressingroom thing so I'm familiar with Hetalia RPs and I normally post depending on what my fellow RP-er would prefer but if I would start a post, I would suppose around 200-300 words...I lose count after awhile. Herein lies my application:
Character name:
Vanessa Bonte Michel (Seychelles - she doesn't have a human name yet so till Himaruya decides on that, I'm sticking with this.)
Age:
A few couple of hundred years? Pfft, whatever. She looks around 17-19
Appearance:
Sey - or Nessa, whichever you prefer - she has long, wavy, dark hair in piggytails bound by two bright crimson ribbons. Her skin is dark, possibly just a little tanner than Spain or just as tan as he. Complementing both her hair and skin are her two big, bright, gold-ish hazel-y eyes, more often than not smiling at whoever.
Considering that Seychelles is bankrupt, I would suppose that she would be recycling her clothes but being raised by the fashion capital of the world and keeping close ties with him, she is on the fashion forward side.
Being a fairly young nation, I'm guessing Sey is still pretty short. Also, she being an archipelago known for her beaches, she's barefoot or wearing flip flops most of the time, bikini underneath her pretty, flowy sundresses.
Personality:
She would like for nations to be aware of her existence. Despite 99% of the world not knowing of her country, Sey is determined to make relations with whoever, spread awareness and hopefully with these relations, pull her country out of bankruptcy.
Sey is very friendly, big hearted but her downfall is being a pushover, letting France and Britain fight over her like a ragdoll. It is painful for her to think that she was just given independence so easily, other countries pointing out how unimportant she is. Still, Sey keeps a big smile on her face.
With the bankruptcy in mind, we could say she is a rather reckless spender and can be easily distracted by things that keep her amused. She's also fun loving and loyal.
(Argh, that was so cheesy)
Occupation & Strengths (kinda >>):
Seychelles is one of those people that are good at things that won't bring home the bacon - but she tries. She has a lot of part time jobs under her belt, doing all sorts of things like teaching fish how to flop through a hoop of fire, dancing with fire string ball things, exposing Francis' pedophile ways, translating fish language for her bosses - all of this and more while she studies for school.
Weaknesses:
In addition to the flaws I've pointed out earlier, Sey can't cook, something she picked up from Iggy. Even if she's made up of mostly beaches, most would be surprised to know she can't swim. At all. She has a collection of floaters back in her private island.
Seychelles trusts people easily. She is easy to get along with but it's difficult for her when the person she trusts doesn't trust her. It hurts her but she tries to understand.
AND SHE WILL BE PANICKING ALL OVER THE PLACE IF TUNA-CHAN IS IN DANGER - to her knowledge, of course.
Backstory:
Seychelles was picked up then dumped by Arabs once they've considered her useless. As a child, she just drifted, completely lost in her own home but then Francis came along and smiled at her. To this day, she's still very grateful for that smile of his but she would obviously never tell him that seeing as he gropes her most of the time.
When Iggy forced Francis to leave, Seychelles couldn't help but detest Iggy immensely but she's just really, really weak and couldn't really do anything about it but sob. Once she and her bosses petitioned for independence, when Iggy let go of her so easily, this was possibly the lowest point in her life, the great feeling of worthlessness burying her alive.
Now, independent and not very bright, she struggles year by year, trying her best to survive in these harsh times.
Sample Post:
Her bright eyes focused at the large building in front of her. She's sleepy, stressed - her soul's so tired of these past few years. She couldn't even believe what she was doing in front of this building.
It was raining all around her. Rain isn't something she's very familiar with, her home roofed by the sun all year 'round. She shivered, feeling the wind brushing past her body. Her palms pressed against the elbows. She embraced herself, yearning for some sort of warmth.
She snapped out of her odd daze and walked up to the intercom beside the building's huge double doors. Freezing, she shakily pressed the 'speak' button and stuttered out, "F-Francis, I need...I need your help. L-let me in s-s'il vous plait..."
(THIS WAS RUSHED I GTG NAO.)
