Post by england on Aug 19, 2010 17:58:37 GMT -5
Nation: England, or The United Kingdom of Northern Ireland and Great Britain.
Name: Arthur Kirkland.
Gender: Male.
Appearance of Age: 23.
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green.
Height: 5'7
Weight: 145 pounds
Appearance:
Personality: Arthur, at first, comes off as a more aloof of characters; he is polite, does not tend to take life too lightly, and is prone to complaints and arguments if provoked in the correct way. To most people he is cynical and has a sharp tongue. However, he believes himself to be a true gentlemen and occasionally can really act so, even though he is prone to swearing quite frequently.
He does hold a more caring and loyal side that doesn't show too often; except in the realms of people (or in some cases, things) that he cares about e.g. Alfred as a child (occasionally in recent times, as much as he might deny it) or his 'friends', which no one can see. He holds a strong belief in magic and can see supernatural creatures that most other nations cannot, thus leaving to people thinkings he's a bit spacey and more than a little weird. He denies all these things and even denies Alfred's existence in aliens, acting remorse to Tony and believing him to just be one big hoax Alfred is trying to play on him for whatever purposes.
When drunk (which can be frequent), Arthur can go from being that of a 'gentlemen' to a downright violent hooligan, more likely from his more deliquent days, of which he spent roaming the seas and terrorising Spain and any countries that dare interefere him.
England is apparently terrible at cooking, according to every other nation's tastes, while he will simply deny the fact and blame on the others that they don't have 'taste'. Unfortunately, bringing Alfred up on his food caused him to have the same 'bland' tastes as the Englishman, which has ruined worldwide cuisine to this day -- much to the remorse of Francis, no doubt.
He owns a renowned world title for 'losing things' and 'having invented everything ever', which both aren't neccessarily true. He is also known to be a bit of a closet pervert. Arthur himself completely denies any point of this whatsoever, adding to the fact that when tending to visit other countries (mainly in the medditerreanean) he causes havoc by getting drunk and vandalising the natives.
While known for being the more pessimistic of the nations, Arthur holds a stubborn determination in him that caused him to surpass all and gain his status as the British Empire. It was also such a determination that got him through two world wars, beating the bombs of the Nazis on his home and himself and upholding a large European invasion on his own, such as with the Armada and Napoloeon's attempted invasions.
Arthur holds a mutual frien-enemy ship with Francis, who he's known for the longest and still denies liking him whatsoever. By accounts of how more of his people visit the Eiffel tower every year than they do Stonehenge, this could be said otherwise. He still hates Francis to some degree, and will always try to avoid any event which includes his presence.
Likes:
+ Embroidery, Which is not gay or feminine in any way, thank you very much.
+ Rock Music. Back in the dayand even now maybe, he used to dress up in the full works - earrings, leather, black, piercings - and used to go rock out at mosh pits. He still has a large love for such music, and can certainly play a tune on a guitar.
+ Tea. Oh well isn't this obvious. While tea is just his stationary drink (and practically life bane), he prefers a simple black cuppa. Of course, he quite enjoys all types of tea, and there are times where he will sit there and try different, expensive teas from all over the world. He finds it really quite soothing.
+ Reading Literature. Any sort of Literature. Arthur's thoughts of a best time of night are just settling down by a lamp and a cup of tea and a nice book, and whiling away his evening doing as such. He, of course, has a particular fondness for Shakespeare. They were well acquainted back in the day, yup.
+ Criticising America's films. Because they are horrible fake, expensive low quality mish mash of explosions and cheesy cop outs of romance stories which are obliviously fake and mis-leading. At least Arthur knows some quality, please.
Dislikes:
- France. Oh, I wonder why. Of course he'll never admit it, he does find the actual place quite beautiful to be in. The people there themselves are downright snobs though.
- Anything Foreign. He's happy on his little island, not having to bother with anyone else. As much as he gets nostalgic about the British Empire and owning so much of the world, he is always most content on his own little place, away from any other countries.
- People liking his country. There's nothing particularly special about it.
- France.
- People making fun of his eyebrows. He plucks them!
Fears:
~ The Black Plague. One of the only things that can get Arthur terrified. Much of his population was killed during his periods of it, up to 70% in major cities.
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~ Being alone. (A little hypocritical, shh.)
~ Actually realising he does appreciate France's existence. As if that'll ever happen.
Strengths:
+ Magic. This is sort of obvious.
+ Determination + Stubbornness. This was the sort of thing that got him his Empire, managed to single handedly stop three different invasions of Europe, and hold off being bombed nearly into ruin and STILL fight through it all.
+ Organisation. His methodical ways and tactics was what helped his own navy and discovery and claims of land become so successful.
+ Sailing. For an Island nation and considering his navy, this is an obvious. Not to mention, his Pirate days...
+ Archery. He has quite an aim for archery from his days of an archer in his peasant wars as a teenager/child
Weaknesses: (These do not need to be elaborated on, just listing is fine... elaboration is always nice, though.)
- Children. Not so much a weakness, just he has a soft spot for them. He'll deny it in front of most nations, but he'll become very paternal over most children, more due to his bringing up of many of them as his colonies.
- Physical Strength. He's not a wimp, but he has nothing compared to the likes of say, America or Russia. His strength tends to come in other forms.
- Being the best at his own sports. He invented them, he watches everyone else get better at them than him. 'Tis life.
- Expressing Himself. Not very good at it, unfortunately.
-Cooking
History:- The Celts were the first ones to live here.
-The Romans invaded and thus Britain became Roman Britain. This is odd, because this was only England and Wales that got invaded.
-After they left (the celts had been pushed into cornwall and wales) the Saxons and germanics invaded, taking over the country of England and splitting it into different shires and areas: Mercia, Northerumberland, Wessex, Anglia.
-The Vikings invaded.
-Some bloke called Alfred the Great managed to kick them out of Wessex and they were ringed up into one area of modern day England, which was then renamed as 'Danelaw'.
-Ethelred paid them to keep the vikings away from invading.
-Then one of his descendents died and there was no heir. Lots of people claimed the throne (mainly from invading countries) and a big war started. This eventuall accumulated in the Battle of Hastings, 1066.
-The Normans took over. There were MANY rebellions, but William the Bastard set up the domesday book, and recorded what he now owned. This is about the time people tend to acknowledge England as a united nation, rather than just kingdoms
-The French were a big part in history during this time. A lot of invading and battling went on. Includin the 100 years war (which really went on for 116 years) while still managing to somehow hold French traditions in the higher classes.
-England beat the Armada's arse
-Civil war. Whole idea did not last.
-England's empire started to grow with claiming Newfoundland after a bit of sailing about.
-England became one and became the UK with Scotland and eventually Ireland later.
-England found and established America as a colony.
-England lost America as a colony.
-England kicked Napoleon's arse.
-War of 1812. Seven years war.
-Empire grew Australia founded etc. England was KING OF THE WORLDDDD.
-WWI happened.
-England lost a bunch of colonies.
-WW2 happened.
-England was so screwed over they fell into recession and had to end up giving a lot of colonies back because they couldn't afford it.
-England was in recession in 1981, which is roughly when they gave Australia freedom and Canada true independence, much to the remorse of crocodiles and moose all over the world. Falklands War. England still owns some sheep.
-1997. Diana is killed. Hong Kong, the last main colony, is given back. End of Empire to many Brits. Sufficient tears are induced.
Allies:
America
Portugal
Australia
Canada
France
Enemies:
France
His brothers
Everyone (he gets this impression.)
Sample Post: [Background: This is based on the surrender of France during WWII to the Nazi forces, with Francis visiting Arthur one last time before it all starts]
Okay, that was definitely something that he was not used to seeing from France. In his tipsy state Arthur couldn't quite judge how Francis was going, right up until his head ducked and his shoulders shook - because this was Francis and he'd known him longer than anyone in his existence, except maybe for his brothers.
England's eyes widened a little, but he silently sat there. He shook his head.
"For someone who claims to be the nation of love, you're sure as 'ell bloody bad at showing anything else, frog." He muttered. There was a pause, before Arthur's free hand reached up and a few gloved fingers ran along France's cheek and rid the tears himself. England suddenly shifted in his chair, stepping back and up. He stumbled a little, but was otherwise fine.
He leant forward, and he gently rest his head forward till it met the Frenchman's. His musky, alcohol-tainted breath was quite evident at this distance, but it didn't recall too much.
Arthur gazed down, staring down at their intertwined hands. He whispered, almost.
"Francis, Francis. We'll get out of this alive. We will. We've both been through so much bloody more than this - you've gone through a revolution, you had to bear the brunt of the first war for christ's sake. We'll both get out of this together. We'll still be alive by the end of it and goddamnit we will." There was a nervous pause, one where Arthur couldn't quite find the words now that he'd started.
"We'll be alive by the end of it - Germany can't get us, won't get us -- we're meant to be the only ones who can truly ruin each other's arses over, remember?" - a nervous chuckle - "Francis, we'll do it. I know you can do it. I'm bloody aware you might be working against me for the rest of the war. I don't bloody care anymore. Francis, stop crying. I'll be okay and you'll be bloody okay and we'll show that bloody kraut who are really the tough ones around here, alright? You've gone through more than any of us lately, Francis. You can get through this and so can I. I have the blessed sea on my side."
He always had. He always, always had.
"I promise I won't go down like the rest of us. I promise then we'll be over hauling your sorry arse out of the gutter too. I fucking promise this to you, Francis."
He hadn't realised that he'd had his eyes closed until he'd opened them.
Did you read the rules?
"Kesesesese! Being alone is so much fun!
Let me put today into the diary of the awesome me before I forget! "
Name: Arthur Kirkland.
Gender: Male.
Appearance of Age: 23.
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green.
Height: 5'7
Weight: 145 pounds
Appearance:
Personality: Arthur, at first, comes off as a more aloof of characters; he is polite, does not tend to take life too lightly, and is prone to complaints and arguments if provoked in the correct way. To most people he is cynical and has a sharp tongue. However, he believes himself to be a true gentlemen and occasionally can really act so, even though he is prone to swearing quite frequently.
He does hold a more caring and loyal side that doesn't show too often; except in the realms of people (or in some cases, things) that he cares about e.g. Alfred as a child (occasionally in recent times, as much as he might deny it) or his 'friends', which no one can see. He holds a strong belief in magic and can see supernatural creatures that most other nations cannot, thus leaving to people thinkings he's a bit spacey and more than a little weird. He denies all these things and even denies Alfred's existence in aliens, acting remorse to Tony and believing him to just be one big hoax Alfred is trying to play on him for whatever purposes.
When drunk (which can be frequent), Arthur can go from being that of a 'gentlemen' to a downright violent hooligan, more likely from his more deliquent days, of which he spent roaming the seas and terrorising Spain and any countries that dare interefere him.
England is apparently terrible at cooking, according to every other nation's tastes, while he will simply deny the fact and blame on the others that they don't have 'taste'. Unfortunately, bringing Alfred up on his food caused him to have the same 'bland' tastes as the Englishman, which has ruined worldwide cuisine to this day -- much to the remorse of Francis, no doubt.
He owns a renowned world title for 'losing things' and 'having invented everything ever', which both aren't neccessarily true. He is also known to be a bit of a closet pervert. Arthur himself completely denies any point of this whatsoever, adding to the fact that when tending to visit other countries (mainly in the medditerreanean) he causes havoc by getting drunk and vandalising the natives.
While known for being the more pessimistic of the nations, Arthur holds a stubborn determination in him that caused him to surpass all and gain his status as the British Empire. It was also such a determination that got him through two world wars, beating the bombs of the Nazis on his home and himself and upholding a large European invasion on his own, such as with the Armada and Napoloeon's attempted invasions.
Arthur holds a mutual frien-enemy ship with Francis, who he's known for the longest and still denies liking him whatsoever. By accounts of how more of his people visit the Eiffel tower every year than they do Stonehenge, this could be said otherwise. He still hates Francis to some degree, and will always try to avoid any event which includes his presence.
Likes:
+ Embroidery, Which is not gay or feminine in any way, thank you very much.
+ Rock Music. Back in the day
+ Tea. Oh well isn't this obvious. While tea is just his stationary drink (and practically life bane), he prefers a simple black cuppa. Of course, he quite enjoys all types of tea, and there are times where he will sit there and try different, expensive teas from all over the world. He finds it really quite soothing.
+ Reading Literature. Any sort of Literature. Arthur's thoughts of a best time of night are just settling down by a lamp and a cup of tea and a nice book, and whiling away his evening doing as such. He, of course, has a particular fondness for Shakespeare. They were well acquainted back in the day, yup.
+ Criticising America's films. Because they are horrible fake, expensive low quality mish mash of explosions and cheesy cop outs of romance stories which are obliviously fake and mis-leading. At least Arthur knows some quality, please.
Dislikes:
- France. Oh, I wonder why. Of course he'll never admit it, he does find the actual place quite beautiful to be in. The people there themselves are downright snobs though.
- Anything Foreign. He's happy on his little island, not having to bother with anyone else. As much as he gets nostalgic about the British Empire and owning so much of the world, he is always most content on his own little place, away from any other countries.
- People liking his country. There's nothing particularly special about it.
- France.
- People making fun of his eyebrows. He plucks them!
Fears:
~ The Black Plague. One of the only things that can get Arthur terrified. Much of his population was killed during his periods of it, up to 70% in major cities.
~
~ Being alone. (A little hypocritical, shh.)
~ Actually realising he does appreciate France's existence. As if that'll ever happen.
Strengths:
+ Magic. This is sort of obvious.
+ Determination + Stubbornness. This was the sort of thing that got him his Empire, managed to single handedly stop three different invasions of Europe, and hold off being bombed nearly into ruin and STILL fight through it all.
+ Organisation. His methodical ways and tactics was what helped his own navy and discovery and claims of land become so successful.
+ Sailing. For an Island nation and considering his navy, this is an obvious. Not to mention, his Pirate days...
+ Archery. He has quite an aim for archery from his days of an archer in his peasant wars as a teenager/child
Weaknesses: (These do not need to be elaborated on, just listing is fine... elaboration is always nice, though.)
- Children. Not so much a weakness, just he has a soft spot for them. He'll deny it in front of most nations, but he'll become very paternal over most children, more due to his bringing up of many of them as his colonies.
- Physical Strength. He's not a wimp, but he has nothing compared to the likes of say, America or Russia. His strength tends to come in other forms.
- Being the best at his own sports. He invented them, he watches everyone else get better at them than him. 'Tis life.
- Expressing Himself. Not very good at it, unfortunately.
-
History:- The Celts were the first ones to live here.
-The Romans invaded and thus Britain became Roman Britain. This is odd, because this was only England and Wales that got invaded.
-After they left (the celts had been pushed into cornwall and wales) the Saxons and germanics invaded, taking over the country of England and splitting it into different shires and areas: Mercia, Northerumberland, Wessex, Anglia.
-The Vikings invaded.
-Some bloke called Alfred the Great managed to kick them out of Wessex and they were ringed up into one area of modern day England, which was then renamed as 'Danelaw'.
-Ethelred paid them to keep the vikings away from invading.
-Then one of his descendents died and there was no heir. Lots of people claimed the throne (mainly from invading countries) and a big war started. This eventuall accumulated in the Battle of Hastings, 1066.
-The Normans took over. There were MANY rebellions, but William the Bastard set up the domesday book, and recorded what he now owned. This is about the time people tend to acknowledge England as a united nation, rather than just kingdoms
-The French were a big part in history during this time. A lot of invading and battling went on. Includin the 100 years war (which really went on for 116 years) while still managing to somehow hold French traditions in the higher classes.
-England beat the Armada's arse
-Civil war. Whole idea did not last.
-England's empire started to grow with claiming Newfoundland after a bit of sailing about.
-England became one and became the UK with Scotland and eventually Ireland later.
-England found and established America as a colony.
-England lost America as a colony.
-England kicked Napoleon's arse.
-War of 1812. Seven years war.
-Empire grew Australia founded etc. England was KING OF THE WORLDDDD.
-WWI happened.
-England lost a bunch of colonies.
-WW2 happened.
-England was so screwed over they fell into recession and had to end up giving a lot of colonies back because they couldn't afford it.
-England was in recession in 1981, which is roughly when they gave Australia freedom and Canada true independence, much to the remorse of crocodiles and moose all over the world. Falklands War. England still owns some sheep.
-1997. Diana is killed. Hong Kong, the last main colony, is given back. End of Empire to many Brits. Sufficient tears are induced.
Allies:
America
Portugal
Australia
Canada
France
Enemies:
France
His brothers
Everyone (he gets this impression.)
Sample Post: [Background: This is based on the surrender of France during WWII to the Nazi forces, with Francis visiting Arthur one last time before it all starts]
Okay, that was definitely something that he was not used to seeing from France. In his tipsy state Arthur couldn't quite judge how Francis was going, right up until his head ducked and his shoulders shook - because this was Francis and he'd known him longer than anyone in his existence, except maybe for his brothers.
England's eyes widened a little, but he silently sat there. He shook his head.
"For someone who claims to be the nation of love, you're sure as 'ell bloody bad at showing anything else, frog." He muttered. There was a pause, before Arthur's free hand reached up and a few gloved fingers ran along France's cheek and rid the tears himself. England suddenly shifted in his chair, stepping back and up. He stumbled a little, but was otherwise fine.
He leant forward, and he gently rest his head forward till it met the Frenchman's. His musky, alcohol-tainted breath was quite evident at this distance, but it didn't recall too much.
Arthur gazed down, staring down at their intertwined hands. He whispered, almost.
"Francis, Francis. We'll get out of this alive. We will. We've both been through so much bloody more than this - you've gone through a revolution, you had to bear the brunt of the first war for christ's sake. We'll both get out of this together. We'll still be alive by the end of it and goddamnit we will." There was a nervous pause, one where Arthur couldn't quite find the words now that he'd started.
"We'll be alive by the end of it - Germany can't get us, won't get us -- we're meant to be the only ones who can truly ruin each other's arses over, remember?" - a nervous chuckle - "Francis, we'll do it. I know you can do it. I'm bloody aware you might be working against me for the rest of the war. I don't bloody care anymore. Francis, stop crying. I'll be okay and you'll be bloody okay and we'll show that bloody kraut who are really the tough ones around here, alright? You've gone through more than any of us lately, Francis. You can get through this and so can I. I have the blessed sea on my side."
He always had. He always, always had.
"I promise I won't go down like the rest of us. I promise then we'll be over hauling your sorry arse out of the gutter too. I fucking promise this to you, Francis."
He hadn't realised that he'd had his eyes closed until he'd opened them.
Did you read the rules?
"Kesesesese! Being alone is so much fun!
Let me put today into the diary of the awesome me before I forget! "
