Post by Jiku the Orangesicle on Oct 26, 2012 17:16:10 GMT -5
Yes I decided to make a whole hell of a lot of characters! Why? BECAUSE I CAN!
WOW I LOVED MY RP SAMPLE FOR THIS ONE! IT WAS SO CUTE AND FLUFFY~ XD
*he/she - a character that has yet to be claimed
Country or Micronation?:
Country
Country/Micronation Name:
Italy
Human Name (opt.):
Esmeralda (Esme is a nickname) Ricci
Gender:
Female
Age:
19 years
Description:
Italy is rather short, standing at only 5' 3'' tall. She has long, curly, auburn hair that goes down to her waist. She has cerulean blue eyes with green specks in them. Her uniform is exactly like Romano's is from the series. She has no scars.
Personality:
Italy is friendly once she gets to know you, but at first she is very soft-spoken. Italy is always willing to fight to protect her country and those she loves. She is rather shy and hates to speak out at the meetings. If forced to speak out or if called upon to speak, she begins to freak out and sometimes cry if she feels embarrassed (overreaction much? XD).
Friends:
She is friends with Spain, New Prussia, Finland, and Haiti.
Enemies:
England
Closest Friend:
Spain
Siblings:
None really (unless you wanna call Spain and France her big siblings, but I don't XD)
Crush/Love Interest?:
She has a slight crush on Spain
RP Sample:
Italy, as always, sat near the end of the table at the World Conference. She knew that she wasn't very sociable and she wanted to change that. But she didn't know where to start. She grabbed the gray and black cross that hung from her neck and began to twist it back and forth out of boredom. That's when America called on her. "Hey, Italy. Do you have anything to add?" he/she* asked. Italy suddenly panicked. She hadn't been paying any attention to the meeting. She had no idea what to say, so she shook her head quickly and ran out of the room, feeling her eyes begin to tear up. Italy just sat there for a few minutes, letting herself cry. Suddenly, she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. "Hey, chica. You okay?" a familiar voice asked. Italy looked up and saw Spain. "Y-yeah," Italy said quietly, forcing a smile. Spain used his thumb to wipe the tears from Italy's eyes and smiled as he said, "Don't cry. Those tears hide your pretty cerulean eyes." Italy felt a blush creep across her face. So she covered it with her hands. "Oh! Did I embarrass you!? I'm sorry, chica. I didn't mean to-," Spain began before Italy stopped him. "You don't have to apologize. Thanks for making me feel better. You always manage to do that, Spain," she muttered, smiling as she headed back into the conference room.
Country
Country/Micronation Name:
Italy
Human Name (opt.):
Esmeralda (Esme is a nickname) Ricci
Gender:
Female
Age:
19 years
Description:
Italy is rather short, standing at only 5' 3'' tall. She has long, curly, auburn hair that goes down to her waist. She has cerulean blue eyes with green specks in them. Her uniform is exactly like Romano's is from the series. She has no scars.
Personality:
Italy is friendly once she gets to know you, but at first she is very soft-spoken. Italy is always willing to fight to protect her country and those she loves. She is rather shy and hates to speak out at the meetings. If forced to speak out or if called upon to speak, she begins to freak out and sometimes cry if she feels embarrassed (overreaction much? XD).
Friends:
She is friends with Spain, New Prussia, Finland, and Haiti.
Enemies:
England
Closest Friend:
Spain
Siblings:
None really (unless you wanna call Spain and France her big siblings, but I don't XD)
Crush/Love Interest?:
She has a slight crush on Spain
RP Sample:
Italy, as always, sat near the end of the table at the World Conference. She knew that she wasn't very sociable and she wanted to change that. But she didn't know where to start. She grabbed the gray and black cross that hung from her neck and began to twist it back and forth out of boredom. That's when America called on her. "Hey, Italy. Do you have anything to add?" he/she* asked. Italy suddenly panicked. She hadn't been paying any attention to the meeting. She had no idea what to say, so she shook her head quickly and ran out of the room, feeling her eyes begin to tear up. Italy just sat there for a few minutes, letting herself cry. Suddenly, she felt a hand rest on her shoulder. "Hey, chica. You okay?" a familiar voice asked. Italy looked up and saw Spain. "Y-yeah," Italy said quietly, forcing a smile. Spain used his thumb to wipe the tears from Italy's eyes and smiled as he said, "Don't cry. Those tears hide your pretty cerulean eyes." Italy felt a blush creep across her face. So she covered it with her hands. "Oh! Did I embarrass you!? I'm sorry, chica. I didn't mean to-," Spain began before Italy stopped him. "You don't have to apologize. Thanks for making me feel better. You always manage to do that, Spain," she muttered, smiling as she headed back into the conference room.
WOW I LOVED MY RP SAMPLE FOR THIS ONE! IT WAS SO CUTE AND FLUFFY~ XD
*he/she - a character that has yet to be claimed