Post by carrie on Nov 26, 2010 20:59:25 GMT -5
THIS APPLICATION IS DUE SATURDAY, DECEMBER 4th!
Nation: United States of America
Name: Alfred F. Jones
Gender: Male
Appearance of Age: 19
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5' 9.5"
Weight: 176 (just picking a random one)
Appearance:
Personality: America is a country that is rather like a teenager. He is easily excited about anything that captures his interests, from exploring to aliens. With the self-centeredness that comes with being a teenager, he can seem to be a bit conceited. He can be quick to responds to something. Sometimes, in his over eagerness, he does not think something out completely before he acts.
America loves exploration and discovery. It does not matter if it is exploring a tomb, the ocean floor or outer space. He especially loves discovering new kinds of foods.
Due to his long stretches of isolation he has a few difficulties. He has trouble with geography outside of the Americas. His English has not changed as much as British English in the years, leading to him being criticized for the way he speaks.
America loves heroes and wishes to be one himself. Sometimes, that works out well. Other times it causes him to rush into something before he thinks it through. However, he is usually well meaning and is not trying to cause problems.
From growing up with England, he has no sense of taste. His favorite food is McDonald’s and other junk foods. He can eat almost anything, except for marmite. One of the few good things about being tasteless is that he can try almost any food from anywhere.
Some other likes of his are sports, archeology, quick draw, airplanes, inventions, aliens.
Likes:
+Hamburgers/food
+Planes
+Video games
+Science fiction/space
+Heroes
+Freedom
+Sports
Dislikes:
-England's cooking
-Romance movies
-Being bored
-Communism
-Marmite
Fears:
~Marmite
~Ghosts
~Getting fat
~Civil war
Strengths:
+Strong
+Quick to act
+Well meaning
+Enthusiastic
+Curious
+Energetc
Weaknesses:
-Too quick to act
-Childish
-Can't read the atmosphere
-Impatient
-Competitive
-Proud
History: (A brief history of your nation. We're not going to crack down the perfection hammer on anyone, but try and write at least 2-3 GOOD paragraphs with 5-8 sentences each. Remember, we're not asking for a semester's worth of a history session. Just enough to know what you are doing.)
Allies: Canada, England, France, Japan (except for WWII), South Korea, Republic of China/Taiwan, Mexico, Poland, Lithuania, Belarus (according to news I read recently), Vietnam (in the last fifteen years)
Enemies: Russia (after WWII), Germany (during WWII), Japan (during WWII), England, North Korea, People's Republic of China/China.
Sample Post: America heard the sound of the mail being forced through the tiny hole in his front door. He padded over in sock clad feet and collected it. There were two bills, a notice of jury duty, some junk mail and a square envelope. His experienced fingers ran over it. Soft on the edges, hard on most in the shape of a circle, paper bending in the very center, it MUST be a CD. He tossed the rest of the mail on a small table next to the door and walked into his office.
There was a pile of stuff he had gotten done and an even bigger pile of stuff that needed to be done. He had been working on it all day and had hardly made a dent in it. The nation plopped his butt into a blue office chair and tore open the envelop. Inside was a DVD. A label said “Castles in the Sky.”
His blue eyes turned to the pile of work, to his computer and back again. He decided he needed a break after all the hard work he had done all day. Besides, if this was a new MMO then he would need a head start to keep up with Korea. He was convinced that playing these kinds of games was the nation’s sport. The top of the line computer quickly booted up. After a five minute install, he was on and making his character.
He picked the “adventurer” class. Quickly, he outfitted his character. The character looked like him, only computer generated. He debated whether or not to ditch the glasses. They were a pain. In the end, he decided to keep them. The last step was to pick a name. That would be easy. He typed “Alfred F. Jones,” the name he used when he couldn’t go as “America.” (After all, would a police officer believe a driver’s license that listed “United States of America” as a name?)
Things got weird when he hit “confirm.” He was no longer in his office. Now, he found himself in a place that was so cute and friendly that it had to be the starter zone. He looked around him. This place was so realistic. When he looked down he realized that he was dressed like his character.
“So this must have been the upgrades Tony made to my computer! I’ll have to thank him for this later! Man, the others are going to be SO jealous when they know my computer can make any game a virtual reality.”
With fairies and being trapped the furthest thing from his mind, he went off to explore the new world.
Did you read the rules? All chicks like to eat pancakes while sitting in awesome chairs made of red plastic.