Post by kichuna on Aug 16, 2011 3:28:15 GMT -5
Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
Reino de España
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Reino de España
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B A S I C S ;;
name * Antonio Fernandez Carriedo
age * 14
birthday * February 12
gender * Male
grade * Eight Grade
sexual orientation * Bi, but likes males slightly more….. Likes a certain Italian male best.
nationality * Spanish
A P P E A R A N C E ;;
height * (Required.)
hair color * Medium Brown
eye color * Green
appearance summary * (1-3 paragraphs)
P E R S O N A L I T Y ;;
likes * ROMANO!- Not much to say about this other than Antonio really cares about Romano.
France and Gilbert- His closet friends who he cares about almost as much as he does Romano.
TOMATOES- They make Romano happy and are the first plant he was able to fully control…. Also, why he always as an endless supply of perfectly ripe fresh tomatoes on hand.
Plants-
Weather- (likes Sunlight best)
Hugs and kisses-
Seeing/getting Romano smile/blush-
Being in outside- (weather that is in the fields or the forest)
Cooking-
Dancing-
Pirates-
Battle Ax’s-
Romance of any kind- Do not let this be confused with Francis idea of love. Antonio loves watching how people react around their lovers. It is good to keep in mind that to him lovers dose not mean that the people are sleeping together. Antonio’s thought of lover is when two or more people want to spend
ANYTHING THAT HAS TO DO WITH ROMANO!-
dislikes * ENGLISH FOOD!-
Anything that has to do with England-
Prolonged rain-
People pissing off Romano- (its fine if he pisses off Romano just other people he hates it when they do that)
Arthur-
Seeing his friends unhappy for any reason-
People senselessly destroying plants-
strengths * (Three minimum.)
weaknesses * (Three minimum.)
fatal flaw * (Required.)
personality Happy . Loving. trait three . trait four . Confident . Unstable
personality summary * (2-4 paragraphs minimum.)
H I S T O R Y ;;
history summary * (4-5 paragraphs minimum.)
A L I C E ;;
[/size]name of alice * Chloro-Telekinesis
what does it do? * Antonio’s Alice allows him to on a very curded level talk to plants and in some most case it manipulate them as well.
how well can they control it? * Having come into his Alice at a very young age, his parents owning a farm, and there for have apply material to practice with Antonio has very good control. But that by no means that he has total control over it, on a few occasions plants have refused to listen to him because they just did not want and liked being how they where. Also, it is rare now the he is older but this still happens, once every few months while in a deep sleep plants have been know to form a barrier around Antonio. His ability also allows him to grow a fruit or plant instantly from seed, this dose tend to drain him more unless it’s a kind of seed he is use dealing with i.e. he can grow a tomato plant or fruit with out much trouble and always as a stash of those seeds on him.
Also when Antonio becomes extremely pissed off
alice class * (Given at acceptance.)
star ranking * (Given at acceptance.)
F A M I L Y ;;
[/size]father * (Name of father, anything else you feel to include.)
mother * (Name of mother, anything else you feel to include.)
siblings * (List their siblings and anything else you feel to list with them.)
R O L E P L A Y E R ;;
ooc name * Kichuna or Kichi or Kichu.
how long you've been roleplaying * Over 10 years.
requests? * ROMANO! Antonio really needs to have his presioso!
roleplay example *
Leaning on the door way the Spaniard was keeping an eye on both the Italian in the kitchen and the on going in the other room. On the inside of the doorway, in the kitchen, he had one hand resting on the wall with in easy reach of his Battle Ax. Also strapped to his side was a slightly older German handgun, it had been made in the last ten years, that he kept full loaded and on him at all times. Even he know that times had changed he would still rather have his beloved ax close at hand than a gun. Besides one never knew when a gun might jam, it was much harder for someone to knock his ax out of his hands than a gun. The carrying of those two weapons where not the only thing that was off about normally carefree human personification of the Country of Passion, his eyes hold a dark edge to them that very few had seen a kin to in the past three hundred years. But even with that if someone pissed him off ,as of late, it was not unheard for them to come face to face with a side of this man that few ever wanted to see.
He glances through the other doorway at the others who had been able to make it to the British Isles sibling house for this meeting. He himself had two people that he wanted to get way from Russia, the missing parts of the Bad Friends Trio, France and Prussia. If only France had not allowed himself to be taken over, Antonio would rather not want to admit it but he missed the Frenchmen’s company. As for Prussia, that had been completely out of Spain’s hands seeing as he had sided with the Axis but had remained as neutral as he could. In the end it had been what helped lead his nation into becoming weak right after World War Two. He would have given more support but as that war broke out he was trying to recover from his Civil War.
Antonio would give anything to have the Bad Touch Trio back together again… Take that back… Almost anything to reunite with his long time friends. Looking back into the kitchen he smiles softly as he watches the Italian cooking before move form kitchen into the dinning room and his eyes settle on the one sitting at the table the corner making white flags out of an old bed sheet. There was already a large stack of them forming around the brunet.
Well there was one thing that Spain could thank this not so Cold War for and that was allowing Romano to finally open up to admit that he did care about Spain. That had been on of the better days in a very long time for the Spaniard. He did not remember how it happened but it had been roughly ten years since that the day that Romano stopped fighting Spain, lightened up would be a better term for it. If the Italian ever totally stopped fighting it would be a sign that something was seriously wrong.
When a blond poked his head around the other doorway and into the kitchen Spain smiled slightly as he watched the Pole talking to Italy. He could clearly see that something was bothering Poland and was slightly surprise to see the blond down stairs at all. But it did show that the blond was willing to try and tell them what he could about what was going on. Also, it might help them figure out how to get the others out. That was the ultimate goal of today’s planning meeting after all, to get their friend’s and loved ones away from Russia.
As the door leading outside opened Spain would have reached for either his ax of his gun but than he remembered that Germany had been outside working on the roof. Despite never really liking the German he could not help but feel a bit of sorrow for the younger country. Not only did he have to loss nearly all of is political power but he was forced to have leave his only living brother with the USSR. Sure everyone had been on rough times before but normally it seemed like at least the loser rarely had to lose so much.
But also there was a reason for them to afraid of what was happing to their friends and family member’s under Soviet’s control. If what little Poland had told them was anything to go by than he slightly reminded Spain of how he use to treat his colonies back in the 15th and 16th century. Those where not days that he liked to think those days but even with that said he could feel himself starting to become more like he was during those days. Still like the time before he had his preciso by his side and at least now he did not have to constantly be leaving on insane quests for something that did not exits. Like when Juan Ponce de León and him spent some much time looking for the Fountain of Youth in a then yet to be found America vital region.
As the German walked pass him Spain could not help but feel the burning in the back of his neck once again. Sure they all had more than their fair share of scar across their bodies and normally they healed with a decade or so. But no the burn scar on the back of the Spaniard’s neck was something that both Germany and Italy had inflicted on him while his own people had been at civil, so they had no right to boom Guernica. He had forgiven Italy a long time ago but he still had not completely forgiven Germany leading the charge. It was just one of the many things that Spain knew where on the list of things that Germany wanted to take back and do over.
Something that Spain understood more than most give him credit for. He know what it was like to want to take something back or use, that was the name of that space in that game America had once forced as of them as he could to play…. Oh yes the ‘Get Out of Jail Free Card.” If only that card really did exist in the real world the Spaniard would not hesitate for a moment to use it had try to change what he had done in his younger years. But just as with humans there was never any do over for any of them.
For now he would settle for insuring that both the Italians where kept out of harms way this time around. For not reason alone Spain had appointed himself as there watcher while at meetings, most it was for Romano he did this but with Ludwig seemingly not in his right mind he had extended that to included both the Italians. The poor man hand been through enough as it was and Spain knew that if he was in Germany’s place and lost Romano… Lets just leave it at people would once again see why the normally seemly clueless Spaniard was once the most feared country in Europe.
Having seen where the German had choice to sit the Spaniard moved away from his position in the doorway and walks over to Romano. Gently he wraps his arm around his Italian and kisses him lightly on the cheek. “We are going to have enough to dress you up in white if you keep this up mi precioso.” He grins insanely, “I would not mind seeing you in a dress again.” He looks at Germany, “Don’t you think our Italian’s would look cute in maid outfits Ludwig?” Sure he knew that he should not have said something like that but the mood need to be lightened. Too much gloom around was not good for any of them and at least for the time being they where safe from Russia, something he hoped they would be able to keep
He glances through the other doorway at the others who had been able to make it to the British Isles sibling house for this meeting. He himself had two people that he wanted to get way from Russia, the missing parts of the Bad Friends Trio, France and Prussia. If only France had not allowed himself to be taken over, Antonio would rather not want to admit it but he missed the Frenchmen’s company. As for Prussia, that had been completely out of Spain’s hands seeing as he had sided with the Axis but had remained as neutral as he could. In the end it had been what helped lead his nation into becoming weak right after World War Two. He would have given more support but as that war broke out he was trying to recover from his Civil War.
Antonio would give anything to have the Bad Touch Trio back together again… Take that back… Almost anything to reunite with his long time friends. Looking back into the kitchen he smiles softly as he watches the Italian cooking before move form kitchen into the dinning room and his eyes settle on the one sitting at the table the corner making white flags out of an old bed sheet. There was already a large stack of them forming around the brunet.
Well there was one thing that Spain could thank this not so Cold War for and that was allowing Romano to finally open up to admit that he did care about Spain. That had been on of the better days in a very long time for the Spaniard. He did not remember how it happened but it had been roughly ten years since that the day that Romano stopped fighting Spain, lightened up would be a better term for it. If the Italian ever totally stopped fighting it would be a sign that something was seriously wrong.
When a blond poked his head around the other doorway and into the kitchen Spain smiled slightly as he watched the Pole talking to Italy. He could clearly see that something was bothering Poland and was slightly surprise to see the blond down stairs at all. But it did show that the blond was willing to try and tell them what he could about what was going on. Also, it might help them figure out how to get the others out. That was the ultimate goal of today’s planning meeting after all, to get their friend’s and loved ones away from Russia.
As the door leading outside opened Spain would have reached for either his ax of his gun but than he remembered that Germany had been outside working on the roof. Despite never really liking the German he could not help but feel a bit of sorrow for the younger country. Not only did he have to loss nearly all of is political power but he was forced to have leave his only living brother with the USSR. Sure everyone had been on rough times before but normally it seemed like at least the loser rarely had to lose so much.
But also there was a reason for them to afraid of what was happing to their friends and family member’s under Soviet’s control. If what little Poland had told them was anything to go by than he slightly reminded Spain of how he use to treat his colonies back in the 15th and 16th century. Those where not days that he liked to think those days but even with that said he could feel himself starting to become more like he was during those days. Still like the time before he had his preciso by his side and at least now he did not have to constantly be leaving on insane quests for something that did not exits. Like when Juan Ponce de León and him spent some much time looking for the Fountain of Youth in a then yet to be found America vital region.
As the German walked pass him Spain could not help but feel the burning in the back of his neck once again. Sure they all had more than their fair share of scar across their bodies and normally they healed with a decade or so. But no the burn scar on the back of the Spaniard’s neck was something that both Germany and Italy had inflicted on him while his own people had been at civil, so they had no right to boom Guernica. He had forgiven Italy a long time ago but he still had not completely forgiven Germany leading the charge. It was just one of the many things that Spain knew where on the list of things that Germany wanted to take back and do over.
Something that Spain understood more than most give him credit for. He know what it was like to want to take something back or use, that was the name of that space in that game America had once forced as of them as he could to play…. Oh yes the ‘Get Out of Jail Free Card.” If only that card really did exist in the real world the Spaniard would not hesitate for a moment to use it had try to change what he had done in his younger years. But just as with humans there was never any do over for any of them.
For now he would settle for insuring that both the Italians where kept out of harms way this time around. For not reason alone Spain had appointed himself as there watcher while at meetings, most it was for Romano he did this but with Ludwig seemingly not in his right mind he had extended that to included both the Italians. The poor man hand been through enough as it was and Spain knew that if he was in Germany’s place and lost Romano… Lets just leave it at people would once again see why the normally seemly clueless Spaniard was once the most feared country in Europe.
Having seen where the German had choice to sit the Spaniard moved away from his position in the doorway and walks over to Romano. Gently he wraps his arm around his Italian and kisses him lightly on the cheek. “We are going to have enough to dress you up in white if you keep this up mi precioso.” He grins insanely, “I would not mind seeing you in a dress again.” He looks at Germany, “Don’t you think our Italian’s would look cute in maid outfits Ludwig?” Sure he knew that he should not have said something like that but the mood need to be lightened. Too much gloom around was not good for any of them and at least for the time being they where safe from Russia, something he hoped they would be able to keep