Post by España! on Nov 24, 2010 14:29:51 GMT -5
Nation: España!
Name: Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
Gender: Male
Appearance of Age: 25
Hair Color: Chocolate Brown
Eye Color: Olive Green
Height: 176 cm
Weight: 146 lbs
Appearance:
Personality:
Antonio’s overall personality is rather silly and bubbly. He often comes off as idiotic in nature, when in reality he is not un-intelligent at all. A smile is constantly on his face and he is often laughing, Spain also loves to tease his former colony Romano. His kind nature makes him very approachable and causes other to smile, but others to outright hate him, such as Arthur. Under this personality however is some hidden areas of his character that is kept under wraps. Romano and other countries close to him have been exposed to it slightly, but others are clueless to the two face of the Spanish country.
During the Spanish Inquisition, Spain’s personality shifted, the blood thirst of his people affecting every part of him. The start changed little, but as it went on it caused slight alterations every so often, consuming him with a dark personality who is capable of torture and killing without a thought. Though this changed his actions slightly, this side of him was never shown directly to those he cared about, they heard through other means. The stories alone caused some tension on more than one relationship.
This dark attitude continued during his conquest of the Southern Americas, his people massacring the Aztecs and Incans for land and gold. Slowly over time his people became less cruel and settled, ruthlessness leaving him. The people around Antonio let out a sigh of relief and they all acted as if it had never happened. This part of him has been seen only in small chunks since then, majority when in great amounts of anger his normal personality cannot hide or disperse.
Likes:
+ Tomatoes! A garden of them grows in my back yard, I love harvesting them.
+Mi Romanito, even if he didn’t really help out Boss Spain.
+Ah, mi amigos! Gilbert y Francis, mi gusto mucho!
+Hm, I used to enjoy power a lot, no? I occasionally wish for it now-a-days, ah, pero mi gusto who I am!
+ Paul the Octopus. You picked me to win the World Cup, tú estas mi amigo!
Dislikes:
-Angering mi little Lovino.
-Ah, being at war with ones I care for.
-My people suffering.
-Being unable to help!
-Being called a Pedophile. Just because I like cute kids does not mean I love them that way!
Fears:
~Losing those that stuck by me through it all.
~Forgetting the person he is now.
~All of my tomatoes dying!
~Fading away as a nation.
Strengths:
+Strength in battle! Or, in the past at least…
+Optimism!
+In Romance? I AM the country of passion! (in bed? –isshot- …nvm.)
+Renewable energy! Half of my countries electricity is windmills and solar panels now!
Weaknesses:
- I get called Oblivious a lot? (ABOUT. EVERY. SINGLE. THING.)
-Ah, my country got quite poor around the world wars… and weak too. I don’t really have enough money to contribute to wars…
-Hm, I’m pretty laid back, so I don’t really enjoy doing hard work for anything other than mi Romano o mi tomates.
History: (I took the summary from a site I used to study up on Spanish history. I couldn't figure out how to summarize it all without it being fifteen pages long. >_<)
Spain, originally inhabited by Celts, Iberians, and Basques, became a part of the Roman Empire in 206 B.C. , when it was conquered by Scipio Africanus. In A.D. 412, the barbarian Visigothic leader Ataulf crossed the Pyrenees and ruled Spain, first in the name of the Roman emperor and then independently. In 711, the Muslims under Tariq entered Spain from Africa and within a few years completed the subjugation of the country. In 732, the Franks, led by Charles Martel, defeated the Muslims near Poitiers, thus preventing the further expansion of Islam in southern Europe. Internal dissension of Spanish Islam invited a steady Christian conquest from the north.
Aragon and Castile were the most important Spanish states from the 12th to the 15th century, consolidated by the marriage of Ferdinand II and Isabella I in 1469. In 1478, they established the Inquisition, to root out heresy and uncover Jews and Muslims who had not sincerely converted to Christianity. Torquemada, the most notorious of the grand inquisitors, epitomized the Inquisition's harshness and cruelty. The last Muslim stronghold, Granada, was captured in 1492. Roman Catholicism was established as the official state religion and most Jews (1492) and Muslims (1502) were expelled. In the era of exploration, discovery, and colonization, Spain amassed tremendous wealth and a vast colonial empire through the conquest of Mexico by Cortés (1519–1521) and Peru by Pizarro (1532–1533). The Spanish Hapsburg monarchy became for a time the most powerful in the world. In 1588, Philip II sent his invincible Armada to invade England, but its destruction cost Spain its supremacy on the seas and paved the way for England's colonization of America. Spain then sank rapidly to the status of a second-rate power under the rule of weak Hapsburg kings, and it never again played a major role in European politics. The War of the Spanish Succession (1701–1714) resulted in Spain's loss of Belgium, Luxembourg, Milan, Sardinia, and Naples. Its colonial empire in the Americas and the Philippines vanished in wars and revolutions during the 18th and 19th centuries.
In World War I, Spain maintained a position of neutrality. In 1923, Gen. Miguel Primo de Rivera became dictator. In 1930, King Alfonso XIII revoked the dictatorship, but a strong antimonarchist and republican movement led to his leaving Spain in 1931. The new constitution declared Spain a workers' republic, broke up the large estates, separated church and state, and secularized the schools. The elections held in 1936 returned a strong Popular Front majority, with Manuel Azaña as president.
Allies: Neutral throughout World Wars.
Enemies: Neutral throughout World Wars.
Sample Post: (This was from a Mental Hospital Spamano Roleplay. Antonio was the doctor, and this was my opening post. Any occ-ness is purely the change in situation, I assure you. I picked this one to show his balance between silly and serious in a serious roleplay, and how much he cares for certain people. If you'd like, I will write another.)
"Dr. Antonio!" Was that all that was shouted out recently? They gave him paperwork worthy of hours and then disturb him constantly for their own reasons? Every call of his name today had been something along the lines of, 'Can you help me with' or 'Can you do this for me?'. If the taking advantage of his kindness continued, maybe he wouldn't be so kind anymore.
That was a total lie. He could never stop being excessively kind to everyone, it was just what he did. It was why he worked where he did. When another call of his name was heard, he groaned in annoyance before opening his office door. The silver knob was cold, and extremely hard to turn. All of the knobs in this place were, he learned that a long time ago. Runaways were not uncommon in this Hospital, so every measure to slow them down was used. Not like getting out was easy at all anyway. And it only served to screw up their lives more, when they refused help like that. Turning to shut the door behind him before running after the call of his given name, he looked at his office. White. The carpet was a dull brown color, but the walls were a white. They used to be pure white, but with use they had turned an almost revolting off white. He was the only one ever in there, so they didn't worry too much about the appearance of his office. Yet, why he couldn't make it the color he wanted was completely beyond him.
"Dr. Carriedo!" Two voices were now searching for him, and he walked down the hall with a sight, his brown hair's slight curly invading his eyes as his shoes clacked against the linoleum. When he saw the two nurses, he immediately knew he was late for something. That was typical of himself. He lost time constantly, and because cellphones were to always be off in the building he couldn't use his alarm to remind himself of any events of the day. The relief he saw the woman's faces was outrageous, they really should think about where he could be before yelling around. The disorganization of this Hospital was beyond even Antonio's comprehension.
"I was in my office. I'm late for something aren't I?" When the nurses nodded, he immediately turned to look at the white board of patient's names. Looking down the ones assigned to him, his eyes widened as they landed on his longest running.
"Ah, Lovino! He is gonna be pissed that I'm late, he has my schedule down by now." Sighing dramatically, he heard the nurses giggle in delight at his silliness. That was another normal occurrence. Crushes from either the patients or co-workers. He honestly didn't find himself that attractive, but didn't wish to argue with them. Eyes narrowing at the white board he noted a change in room numbers. Frustration clear on his face, he pouted as he turned to the one nurse left at the station centered on this ward. "Care to tell me why I was uninformed of my patients room change?" Disorganized he understood, but when they couldn't keep track of his patients or inform him of situations, it was just plain insane... No pun intended.
"Uhm, well I believe he was attacked by his former roommate, whom provoked." She flipped a sheet of paper on her clip board before continuing, "Ivan Braginski it was, whom is now being treated for anger management along with his other disorders." Antonio stared in astonishment at the lack of communication of something so utterly important. Running a large hand through his hair, he held out his other for the clip board the Nurse was using, Lovino's records. As he felt the sturdy item place in his hands, he continued down the hall, his mandatory white coat swaying slightly as he quickened his pace. Lovino wouldn't be happy, not like he ever was anyway, but Antonio was worried about him. He'd be sure to be angry at someone later about his lack of knowledge on the people he was treating.
Turning to the new room on the opposite end of the hall of Lovino's previous room, he check the clipboard again to be sure of the room number. Correct. Wonderful, he didn't have an excuse for being late now. Turning the door knob, he immediately smiled when he saw Lovino's back facing him, the boy obviously in somewhat of a pout. As the boy turned, he smiled wider and closed the door behind him quietly. As Lovino complained behind him, curses after every word he merely responded with a chuckle and a cheery, "Nice to see you too, mi paciente." He knew it pissed Lovino off when he spoke in Spanish, though why he had no idea. He'd discovered it a while ago when his mouth had run off in Spanish as he stubbed his toe. Normally such things didn't happen to Antonio often, but when a patient was there for so long, this were bound to happen in front of them. He looked at the amber eyes glaring at him and he playfully smiled at the younger man.
"So I was only informed of your little mishap with Ivan. You never got along with him really well did you?" Antonio asked accusingly, knowing that Lovino never got along with anyone, but the Russian boy had been even more of a problem. Shaking his head, his hair got in his eyes once again before he ran his hand through his hair to fix the problem, and partly to show his slight annoyance. "Well it seems progress would be a no, hmm?" Looking sadly at the young man, he took in his skinny form and almost auburn hair. The boy was probably the cutest he'd seen come through this place. And for how attractive he was, he had self esteem issues up the wazoo. Antonio didn't understand how, but he also knew the mishaps that can happen when it came to mental disorders.
"We've had you on Welbutrin for about a week and a half, and it seems to have done nothing according to what you have been telling me. Have you had increased anxiety with the medication, Lovino? And don't you dare tell me 'I don't know' like you do every time, because this is very important this time. That medication is known for increasing anxiety, and I don't want to up your dose of add anything if it could cause you to have even more anxiety and send you into a constant panic." Antonio's eyes were slightly serious, and he knew that this would be likely to cause no reaction from Lovino. The boy was used to it by now, and was extremely difficult when it came to medications or help.
Did you read the rules? Only AWESOME PANCAKES are worthy of Gilbert, one of many baby CHICKS. (That sentence… sucks.)
Name: Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
Gender: Male
Appearance of Age: 25
Hair Color: Chocolate Brown
Eye Color: Olive Green
Height: 176 cm
Weight: 146 lbs
Appearance:
Personality:
Antonio’s overall personality is rather silly and bubbly. He often comes off as idiotic in nature, when in reality he is not un-intelligent at all. A smile is constantly on his face and he is often laughing, Spain also loves to tease his former colony Romano. His kind nature makes him very approachable and causes other to smile, but others to outright hate him, such as Arthur. Under this personality however is some hidden areas of his character that is kept under wraps. Romano and other countries close to him have been exposed to it slightly, but others are clueless to the two face of the Spanish country.
During the Spanish Inquisition, Spain’s personality shifted, the blood thirst of his people affecting every part of him. The start changed little, but as it went on it caused slight alterations every so often, consuming him with a dark personality who is capable of torture and killing without a thought. Though this changed his actions slightly, this side of him was never shown directly to those he cared about, they heard through other means. The stories alone caused some tension on more than one relationship.
This dark attitude continued during his conquest of the Southern Americas, his people massacring the Aztecs and Incans for land and gold. Slowly over time his people became less cruel and settled, ruthlessness leaving him. The people around Antonio let out a sigh of relief and they all acted as if it had never happened. This part of him has been seen only in small chunks since then, majority when in great amounts of anger his normal personality cannot hide or disperse.
Likes:
+ Tomatoes! A garden of them grows in my back yard, I love harvesting them.
+Mi Romanito, even if he didn’t really help out Boss Spain.
+Ah, mi amigos! Gilbert y Francis, mi gusto mucho!
+Hm, I used to enjoy power a lot, no? I occasionally wish for it now-a-days, ah, pero mi gusto who I am!
+ Paul the Octopus. You picked me to win the World Cup, tú estas mi amigo!
Dislikes:
-Angering mi little Lovino.
-Ah, being at war with ones I care for.
-My people suffering.
-Being unable to help!
-Being called a Pedophile. Just because I like cute kids does not mean I love them that way!
Fears:
~Losing those that stuck by me through it all.
~Forgetting the person he is now.
~All of my tomatoes dying!
~Fading away as a nation.
Strengths:
+Strength in battle! Or, in the past at least…
+Optimism!
+In Romance? I AM the country of passion! (
+Renewable energy! Half of my countries electricity is windmills and solar panels now!
Weaknesses:
- I get called Oblivious a lot? (
-Ah, my country got quite poor around the world wars… and weak too. I don’t really have enough money to contribute to wars…
-Hm, I’m pretty laid back, so I don’t really enjoy doing hard work for anything other than mi Romano o mi tomates.
History: (I took the summary from a site I used to study up on Spanish history. I couldn't figure out how to summarize it all without it being fifteen pages long. >_<)
Spain, originally inhabited by Celts, Iberians, and Basques, became a part of the Roman Empire in 206 B.C. , when it was conquered by Scipio Africanus. In A.D. 412, the barbarian Visigothic leader Ataulf crossed the Pyrenees and ruled Spain, first in the name of the Roman emperor and then independently. In 711, the Muslims under Tariq entered Spain from Africa and within a few years completed the subjugation of the country. In 732, the Franks, led by Charles Martel, defeated the Muslims near Poitiers, thus preventing the further expansion of Islam in southern Europe. Internal dissension of Spanish Islam invited a steady Christian conquest from the north.
Aragon and Castile were the most important Spanish states from the 12th to the 15th century, consolidated by the marriage of Ferdinand II and Isabella I in 1469. In 1478, they established the Inquisition, to root out heresy and uncover Jews and Muslims who had not sincerely converted to Christianity. Torquemada, the most notorious of the grand inquisitors, epitomized the Inquisition's harshness and cruelty. The last Muslim stronghold, Granada, was captured in 1492. Roman Catholicism was established as the official state religion and most Jews (1492) and Muslims (1502) were expelled. In the era of exploration, discovery, and colonization, Spain amassed tremendous wealth and a vast colonial empire through the conquest of Mexico by Cortés (1519–1521) and Peru by Pizarro (1532–1533). The Spanish Hapsburg monarchy became for a time the most powerful in the world. In 1588, Philip II sent his invincible Armada to invade England, but its destruction cost Spain its supremacy on the seas and paved the way for England's colonization of America. Spain then sank rapidly to the status of a second-rate power under the rule of weak Hapsburg kings, and it never again played a major role in European politics. The War of the Spanish Succession (1701–1714) resulted in Spain's loss of Belgium, Luxembourg, Milan, Sardinia, and Naples. Its colonial empire in the Americas and the Philippines vanished in wars and revolutions during the 18th and 19th centuries.
In World War I, Spain maintained a position of neutrality. In 1923, Gen. Miguel Primo de Rivera became dictator. In 1930, King Alfonso XIII revoked the dictatorship, but a strong antimonarchist and republican movement led to his leaving Spain in 1931. The new constitution declared Spain a workers' republic, broke up the large estates, separated church and state, and secularized the schools. The elections held in 1936 returned a strong Popular Front majority, with Manuel Azaña as president.
Allies: Neutral throughout World Wars.
Enemies: Neutral throughout World Wars.
Sample Post: (This was from a Mental Hospital Spamano Roleplay. Antonio was the doctor, and this was my opening post. Any occ-ness is purely the change in situation, I assure you. I picked this one to show his balance between silly and serious in a serious roleplay, and how much he cares for certain people. If you'd like, I will write another.)
"Dr. Antonio!" Was that all that was shouted out recently? They gave him paperwork worthy of hours and then disturb him constantly for their own reasons? Every call of his name today had been something along the lines of, 'Can you help me with' or 'Can you do this for me?'. If the taking advantage of his kindness continued, maybe he wouldn't be so kind anymore.
That was a total lie. He could never stop being excessively kind to everyone, it was just what he did. It was why he worked where he did. When another call of his name was heard, he groaned in annoyance before opening his office door. The silver knob was cold, and extremely hard to turn. All of the knobs in this place were, he learned that a long time ago. Runaways were not uncommon in this Hospital, so every measure to slow them down was used. Not like getting out was easy at all anyway. And it only served to screw up their lives more, when they refused help like that. Turning to shut the door behind him before running after the call of his given name, he looked at his office. White. The carpet was a dull brown color, but the walls were a white. They used to be pure white, but with use they had turned an almost revolting off white. He was the only one ever in there, so they didn't worry too much about the appearance of his office. Yet, why he couldn't make it the color he wanted was completely beyond him.
"Dr. Carriedo!" Two voices were now searching for him, and he walked down the hall with a sight, his brown hair's slight curly invading his eyes as his shoes clacked against the linoleum. When he saw the two nurses, he immediately knew he was late for something. That was typical of himself. He lost time constantly, and because cellphones were to always be off in the building he couldn't use his alarm to remind himself of any events of the day. The relief he saw the woman's faces was outrageous, they really should think about where he could be before yelling around. The disorganization of this Hospital was beyond even Antonio's comprehension.
"I was in my office. I'm late for something aren't I?" When the nurses nodded, he immediately turned to look at the white board of patient's names. Looking down the ones assigned to him, his eyes widened as they landed on his longest running.
"Ah, Lovino! He is gonna be pissed that I'm late, he has my schedule down by now." Sighing dramatically, he heard the nurses giggle in delight at his silliness. That was another normal occurrence. Crushes from either the patients or co-workers. He honestly didn't find himself that attractive, but didn't wish to argue with them. Eyes narrowing at the white board he noted a change in room numbers. Frustration clear on his face, he pouted as he turned to the one nurse left at the station centered on this ward. "Care to tell me why I was uninformed of my patients room change?" Disorganized he understood, but when they couldn't keep track of his patients or inform him of situations, it was just plain insane... No pun intended.
"Uhm, well I believe he was attacked by his former roommate, whom provoked." She flipped a sheet of paper on her clip board before continuing, "Ivan Braginski it was, whom is now being treated for anger management along with his other disorders." Antonio stared in astonishment at the lack of communication of something so utterly important. Running a large hand through his hair, he held out his other for the clip board the Nurse was using, Lovino's records. As he felt the sturdy item place in his hands, he continued down the hall, his mandatory white coat swaying slightly as he quickened his pace. Lovino wouldn't be happy, not like he ever was anyway, but Antonio was worried about him. He'd be sure to be angry at someone later about his lack of knowledge on the people he was treating.
Turning to the new room on the opposite end of the hall of Lovino's previous room, he check the clipboard again to be sure of the room number. Correct. Wonderful, he didn't have an excuse for being late now. Turning the door knob, he immediately smiled when he saw Lovino's back facing him, the boy obviously in somewhat of a pout. As the boy turned, he smiled wider and closed the door behind him quietly. As Lovino complained behind him, curses after every word he merely responded with a chuckle and a cheery, "Nice to see you too, mi paciente." He knew it pissed Lovino off when he spoke in Spanish, though why he had no idea. He'd discovered it a while ago when his mouth had run off in Spanish as he stubbed his toe. Normally such things didn't happen to Antonio often, but when a patient was there for so long, this were bound to happen in front of them. He looked at the amber eyes glaring at him and he playfully smiled at the younger man.
"So I was only informed of your little mishap with Ivan. You never got along with him really well did you?" Antonio asked accusingly, knowing that Lovino never got along with anyone, but the Russian boy had been even more of a problem. Shaking his head, his hair got in his eyes once again before he ran his hand through his hair to fix the problem, and partly to show his slight annoyance. "Well it seems progress would be a no, hmm?" Looking sadly at the young man, he took in his skinny form and almost auburn hair. The boy was probably the cutest he'd seen come through this place. And for how attractive he was, he had self esteem issues up the wazoo. Antonio didn't understand how, but he also knew the mishaps that can happen when it came to mental disorders.
"We've had you on Welbutrin for about a week and a half, and it seems to have done nothing according to what you have been telling me. Have you had increased anxiety with the medication, Lovino? And don't you dare tell me 'I don't know' like you do every time, because this is very important this time. That medication is known for increasing anxiety, and I don't want to up your dose of add anything if it could cause you to have even more anxiety and send you into a constant panic." Antonio's eyes were slightly serious, and he knew that this would be likely to cause no reaction from Lovino. The boy was used to it by now, and was extremely difficult when it came to medications or help.
Did you read the rules? Only AWESOME PANCAKES are worthy of Gilbert, one of many baby CHICKS. (That sentence… sucks.)
