Canada (Noémi Villemarette)

Country or Micronation?:
Country
Country/Micronation Name:
Canada
Human Name (opt.):
Noémi Villemarette
Gender:
Female
Age:
25 years (she is older than America by 8 minutes)
Description:
Canada is 5' 11'' tall. She has black, curly hair that goes past her waist and green eyes. She always wears her hair down. Her uniform is a dress that is similar to Liechtenstein's in the anime except it is pink and red with a maple leaf pattern on the skirt. There is a scar that goes across the bridge of her nose that has no battle history. She got it when she was helping England with chores.
Personality:
Canada is almost the same as Canada in the anime. She is quite shy and doesn't get heard often, especially around her twin brother/sister America. She is mistaken for her twin sometimes, which aggravates her slightly. While she is soft-spoken, she does get attention for her problem solving skills and her debate skills (when she is actually heard).
Friends:
Italy, New Prussia, Russia ( How? I have no clue....)
Enemies:
In a way, America is her only enemy (sibling rivalry? XD)
Closest Friend:
Italy
Siblings:
America (Twin brother)
England (Motherly figure (roles may be swapped depending on their genders) + sister/brother)
France (Fatherly Figure (roles may be swapped depending on their genders))
Mexico (Half-sister/brother)
Austenasia (Brother)
Sealand (Brother/Sister)
Crush/Love Interest?:
Hehehehe this may seem weird, but she likes Russia
RP Sample:
(AND NOW A BIT OF CANADA'S PAST XD)
Canada loved helping her big brother/sister out with the chores around his/her house. "Alright. Just put that over there, America," England said, going into the other room to make something for lunch. Canada clenched her fists. "I'm not America....," she said, her voice trailing off as she noticed that she was alone. How do they mistake me for my twin? I mean, sure, we're twins. But I don't think we look that much alike.... do we? she thought, looking at the picture she held in her hands. It was a picture of her, her twin America, and England. She sighed and set the picture down. Okay. Maybe we look similar.... But not so alike that you can't tell us apart! she thought angrily, leaning up against the wall. Canada heard a shuffling noise as if something was about to fall off of the wall. She looked up and saw a picture frame that was beginning to fall. She was about to move, but it was too late. The picture frame fell from its place on the wall and the corner of it grazed Canada's nose, leaving a decent sized scar on the bridge of her nose. Canada sunk to the floor, holding her nose, and began crying for England. England heard the cries and ran into the other room where Canada was. "America? You okay?" England asked, panic edging his/her voice. "I-i'm not A-america.... I'm C-canada!" Canada cried, still holding her nose in pain.