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Accepted Denmark App

Accepted! Please have a blog up within the next week, and send the URL to this blog so we can add you to the members page @brunchhater

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NAME: Eliza PRONOUNS: she/her CONTACT URL: brunchhater.tumblr.com

CHARACTER WANTED: Denmark! ACTIVITY LEVEL: A solid 5!!! TIMEZONE: South Eastern U.S time PASSWORD: accepted MEMBERS PAGE ICON:

((this is formatted poorly I’m sorry, I can resend the icn full sized if you want though!!! If its easier too, also link!: http://paperdrawsshit.tumblr.com/))

EXTRA: Yes! I’m in school and I work so I might be slow or won’t do replies till either late at night or early in the morning depending on the day!

FULL NAME: Magnus Frederick Densen AGE / YEAR: AGE AND YEAR: 21, 3rd year/Junior GENDER / PRONOUNS: He/Him pronouns

APPEARANCE: AT LEAST 1 PARAGRAPH: Magnus is a strikingly tall 6’3 man with wild, thick blonde hair and blue eyes. He’s got the build of a hockey player since that was the sport he stuck with since middle school and is quite muscular but doesn’t know his own strength. Magnus is covered in freckles on his cheeks, shoulders, and thighs but has only the occasional mole on his arm. He has a scar over his collarbone that’s a brighter pink color and a lighter scar across the bridge of his nose. Along with that he has a very charming smile which includes dimples.

PERSONALITY: AT LEAST 1 PARAGRAPH: The best way to describe him is an overexcited puppy who fumbles over things. Magnus has a heart of gold and is a really good person, he’s easily excitable and even easier to please and distract. He’s very gentle and caring but has no vocal control and unfortunately is already a naturally loud person. He’s the friend that’ll let you cry on his shoulder but won’t let you leave without him giving his two cents and making sure you accept it. Gives good advice for many things but has issues taking his own advice. When he actually does get angry it comes in the form of terrifying silence and a very disappointed look on his face. It’s quiet and it hardly happens, it’s the same when he’s sad. He doesn’t like showing his negative emotions because it’s a personal belief of his that just because he feels bad doesn’t mean other people should. However this can be irritating to even him because he just won’t ask for help when he’s suffering.

SKILLS:

Hockey! He’s been playing hockey since he was 11, very strong because of this so his strength is strength but hockey strength.

This is a talent, he’s really good with graphic design and art in general. Especially with color theory and making things look aesthetically pleasing even though he looks a whole mess. Its ironic

Resilient, if there’s a will there’s a way and Magnus knows how to find a way to do anything especially when asked. He won’t stop until he accomplishes or gets something.

Team-Player, good with people, a huge people person, very good with team building exercises and group projects. Definitely is the glue in friendships sometimes. However he’s also a natural leader most (some) of the time.

FLAWS:

Puts others before himself, He’ll ignore his own problems just to help other people and has the worst habit of doing this to a point where it actually hurts his mental stability, grades, etc. Doesn’t see it when people point it out to him.

Has a slight ego, he takes a lot of pride in stuff he does well and any compliment he gets makes him feel invincible. Which goes to his head and gets him hurt (sometimes, or he gets a bit cocky)

He has Celiac disease, parties are awful for him especially with beer. Sometimes he forgets he has celiac and its pain for him and sometimes those around him. Occasionally gags when he smells bread from the bad memories and pain.

Overworks himself most of the time and is tired close to 24/7, operates on caffeine and love for everything.

BACKSTORY:

Magnus was raised as an only child to a single mother. He lived with his grandmother and her and was taught a lot of fundamentals. His grandmother used to tell him that if he felt bad he should turn that bad energy into something good. He picked up baking from her and developed the habit of being a do gooder from a young age. Upon entering elementary school he started to realize things about his family such as their financial stability and that it was not like his classmates. His mother paid for him to go to private school since he entered school and the difference between him and his classmates settled into stone with him at a very young age.

Throughout his school years Magnus was always very bright, he picked up on new things really quickly and wanted to learn as much as he could to show his mom that he was grateful for the education she essentially bought for him. He was offered to skip a year in elementary and took it nearly instantly. This put him against older kids who unfortunately looked down at him and doubted his abilities. He pulled through and tried to be nice despite their odd resentment of him (which was something he didn’t pick up on) he did make friends but never any truly close ones until he got into middle school.

In middle school he switched over to a different private school that focused more on getting into a prepatory high school. He became interested in the hockey team because he hadn’t heard of the sport before. Upon signing up for try-outs he made a good friend at the same time who was also signing up. Of course he ended up making it onto the team and that granted him the gift of friendship when he needed it most. Middle school is basically horrible to everyone and Magnus was no exception as he grew like a weed and it became obvious to his classmates that he wasn’t like them on the economical class level.

Teasing came to him in the form of mocking his income, something he didn’t quite get because out of all things, they chose that? It was absurd to him for a while until he finally got that they were mad because he was lumped into their ‘rich’ group of kids per se. He decided to prove them wrong entirely though. Every time a tease came his way he’d just laugh it off and talk about how lucky he was to be getting a good education, and oh yeah isn’t he the only one with an A in Entering Physics? He thought so. It easily blew over him on the outside but inside he knew his mom was struggling. So he worked even harder, especially with hockey to get a scholarship.

During his 8th grade year he was scouted by a private high school interested in giving him a hockey scholarship which was astounding to him because he’d only thought that applied to colleges and university but he accepted immediately. He switched schools, teams, and classes all together and was proud to come home to his mother and tell her about it. When he saw the way she smiled it made him truly happy with himself. He’d done something right, his hard work paid off and he was on his way to success.

High school was a lot easier, everyone seemed to love him except for his Algebra 1 teacher who hated that he was so fond of correcting her work. Magnus started knowing when he was right and wasn’t afraid to speak out about it either. It went to his ego though, even his peers loathed his brightness so he decided to play dumb- to be more well liked while keeping his grades up as much as possible. Instead he decided to make jokes in class, ones that even got teacher's’ sides in stitches. He took pride in that too, how he was able to make people happy. However highschool was also when his celiac gave him a run for the worst and he was constantly sick during his sophomore year and tried to push through it.

He tried to do a hockey game during its worst boughts and instead of having his head in the game he was focused on the lights around him. Overwhelmed he actually managed to get hit dead in the nose with the hockey puck and it left a nice scar from where it split his skin over the bridge of his nose.( He does change the story every time he tells it.) His coach sat him down and asked if he was okay and Magnus told him how sick he’d been feeling the past month and it miraculously ended in a doctor’s referral, one emergency room visit, and medication to treat the previous damage. It could’ve been worse but he was glad that he got better before junior year.

Junior year was eventful because not only did Magnus do hockey and decided to take all AP classes, he also got a job to help his mothers and grandmother with bills. He juggled all three things with only one spare piece of thread and nearly went insane during that year from stress. If it weren’t for hockey being a way to get his emotions out he’s positive he would’ve been a lot angrier towards others than he was. Something he felt guilty over always was his anger even though it never showed in typical signs of yelling,he’d always apologize to people for being mean but they never got it and he felt too guilty about his feelings to explain them really. Something he still does to date but he’s better at managing it.

During this year he picked one of his majors, marketing after he designed a poster for the school play. He was always good with colors and drawing but never really pursued it, taking favor in as many academic courses as he physically could. What got im interested in it even more was during a career fair where he heard a used cars salesman and realized that that was something he could TOTALLY do. Plus he could work for all sorts of people or run his own marketing business entirely if he wanted. He also wanted to do broadcasting, he was always told he had a “tv worthy” personality so when it came to applying for college he decided to major in both.

Lucky for him his transcript provided his first college with all of his credits and the massive amount of classes he took and his consistently exceptional grades. At first he got into a prestigious school and did that for two years before he decided that he didn’t like it. Even though he was in on academic scholarship he wanted a break from the people he’d been surrounded with all of his life. Tired of- stereotypical rich people.

So he decided to apply for World University, it was a chance to leave where he grew up and start over entirely knew. With his perfected ‘English’ accent and grammar into place he put great effort into applying and making sure his credits were in order to transfer. Upon being accepted he was so entirely happy that he did indeed cry because what was even better was that he actually had more resources in America, especially Manhattan for his broadcasting America.

Magnus couldn’t wait to see what the school could give to him and what he could give back.

HEADCANONS:

Real life FC is Lucky Blue Smith

Has a birthmark in the shape of Denmark right above his butt

Terrified of small dogs (he’s a big clumsy man and doesn’t want to hurt them)

Casually watches Project Runway when he’s studying

Speaks 4 languages (including Danish, English, Spanish, and (some) old norse.)

MAJOR(S): Double major in Marketing and Broadcasting

MINORS: N/A (he doesn’t take a minor he’s too busy!!

COURSES: SOME SPECIFIC COURSES THEY TAKE FOR THEIR MAJOR/MINORS. (OPTIONAL):Product Management.,Retail and Sales Management, Logistical Strategies,Media Planning, and Editing.

SHIPS:

OTP(S): PAIRINGS YOU LIKE/ARE WILLING TO DO: Anything for the most part? I am typical and like Den/Nor and Den/Ame but I’m not exactly picky choosy with it either. The more obscure the ship the more fun, y’know?

NOTP(S): Basically adult/minor ships but I don’t know if that’ll be an issue in this ring or not (correct me if I’m wrong!)

WRITING SAMPLE:

Magnus didn’t realize he’d overslept for his midterm until it was too late. His alarm had never gone off and when he looked at his clock and realized that it was 10:30 he felt something inside him snap and die- part of his soul leave him. He sucked in a breath and launched himself out of bed, putting on some clothes and shoes and hunting down his book bag. He couldn’t BELIEVE he was late for his midterm, god he was gonna fail- his professor was going to fail him and he was going to die on the streets cold and alone with nothing but his impression of a used car salesman and that bad magazine spread. He tried swallowing down his fear as he brushed his teeth and made a mad dash out of his dorm and out of the housing building entirely. Magnus tried to dodge people on the way, swerving, keeping a good spring up most of the time. He cursed the journalism building for being a 30 minute walk across campus for him. His ribs were aching and he felt like he couldn’t breathe just as he literally crashed into someone. “SHIT- I mean! Crap, I’m sorry- are you okay- I was running I didn’t see you and you’re so small and-” His words came out between pants as he extended his arm towards the person he ran into. “Are you alright?” He asked, voice softer than it was before.

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Accepted 2p!England app

Accepted! Please have a blog up within the next week, and send the URL to this blog so we can add you to the members page @olliebennet

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NAME: Oliver / Ollie PRONOUNS: He/Him/His CONTACT URL: @olliebennet

CHARACTER WANTED: 2pEngland ACTIVITY LEVEL: 7 TIMEZONE: CST PASSWORD: Baguette MEMBERS PAGE ICON: I need a little bit for kota to draw one. EXTRA:

FULL NAME: Oliver James Kirkland AGE / YEAR: 19, year 1 GENDER / PRONOUNS: Trans man he/him/his

APPEARANCE: Oliver has short, somewhat messy, dyed powder pink hair, though he is naturally a redhead, and a prominent brow. He has bright blue eyes and stands at just 5’2”. He is pre testosterone and wears a chest binder. He has glasses, but he wears contacts most of the time. He dresses semi-formally a lot of the time, and usually in pastels that match his hair.

PERSONALITY: Oliver is a sweet person with low self esteem. He is a mom friend and always has snacks for people in his backpack, despite never eating enough himself. He is sweet to a detriment; he would give up his coat to a friend who asked, for example. He is extremely affectionate, and doles out hugs like candy (which he also doles out like, well, candy).

SKILLS: Oliver is a wonderful baker; he was the only one of his siblings assigned female at birth, and so his mother taught him and him alone how to cook. He can also play the clarinet, as he took band throughout high school. He is a good listener, and he generally gives good advice.

FLAWS: Oliver can’t believe that anyone actually cares for him. This often hurts his friends’ feelings when he finally breaks down and talks to someone about it. Also, Oliver doesn’t know when to start actually caring for himself, and he can sometimes be manipulative.

BACKSTORY: Oliver comes from a large family of four brothers and only a mother. His father left them when Oliver was only 4, so he never really had a father figure. His eldest brother had to drop out of highschool to raise him and his brothers, and Oliver has felt guilty about it ever since. One of his main goals is to make his brother proud of him, and to make something of himself so that his brother’s sacrifice wasn’t in vain.

Oliver came out as trans at the age of 14, and his family was incredibly supportive. He only ever had problems with it in high school, and that was only until one of the twins put someone in the hospital for it. Since then, Oliver has come to terms with being trans and the stigma that surrounds it.

HEADCANONS: Oliver is trans & gay Oliver loves cats and hides one in his dorm Oliver is the mom friend and likes to take care of his friends.

MAJOR(S): English Lit MINORS: Childhood education

SHIPS:

OTP(S): 2p!Rus/2p!Eng, 2pUS/2pUK 2pFr/2pUK, 1pEngland/2pEngland , most others

NOTP(S): no hetero ships because he is gay

WRITING SAMPLE: Oliver had always had trouble with self image, and so he did everything he could to make people like him, so it was no surprise when he found himself baking cupcakes in the dorm kitchen to hand out to his dormmates. He didn’t mind the work; in fact, it took his mind off of the anxiety of moving to a new place (and a new country at that). As Oliver turned to put the batch in the oven, he came face to face with a person that he assumed lived in his dorm. “Oh! Goodness, you scared me. I’m Oliver Kirkland.”

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Accepted Sweden App

Accepted! Please have a blog up within the next week, and send the URL to this blog so we can add you to the members page. @dolcexsnaps

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Name: Drey Pronouns: He / Him / His Contact URL: dolcexsnaps.tumblr.com

Character Wanted: Sweden Activity Level: 5-6 Time Zone: GMT + 8 / Philippine Standard Time Password: accepted Members Page Icon: http://red-panda-tea.tumblr.com/post/157333309833/can-you-draw-one-of-the-nordics-plz

Extra : None / Can’t think of anything at the moment.

Full Name: Berwald Hendrick Johansson Age / Year: 23, 3rd Year Gender / Pronouns: He identifies as a bisexual male. He / His / Him

Appearance : One of the his most noticeable features, is his averagely-large sized body. You could say quite well-built, too. A broad chest, broad shoulders, slightly muscular arms and legs, and, of course, his calloused hands. Hair is somewhat of a light blond, and uneven on the tips, and is often shown lazily combed. His hair also parts to the right. Like the shade of the tropical marine seas, his eyes spots an unusual blue-ish green color, on most days. Quite ironic, due to his rather prominent nose, thin eyebrows, chapped lips, and very fair complexion, given the fact that his home country spots a northernmost location. In terms of clothing and fashion, one can infer that he dresses, like the modern Scandinavian man, in mind. Scarves, and / or turtlenecks, if the weather demands it. But on normal terms, you usually can find him clad in button-up shirts, often adorned with a minimalist design. His upper body also has some freckles scattered about.

Personality: Taciturn and stoic, but is actually quite playful on the inside. If one wants to summarize him into a single sentence, that would be it. A rather odd addition to that, Berwald is adamant person. He keeps his beliefs intact, and it’s quite hard to make him re-consider. Even if it means that he is wrong. Paired with his stubborn attitude, is the fact that he might come out as slightly nonchalant about the things around him. Though, he is not a lax individual, and will always try to persuade, and coax someone into perceiving his way of thinking. Setting aside, he can be quite the patient person. Berwald is genuinely nice, and will not hesitate to lend a helping hand. Concerning speech and language, he chooses to speak in truncated words, in a seldom manner, but aside from that, he is quite well-spoken, and his lexicon is rather large, due to his curious nature. But, that doesn’t mean he doesn’t cuss or curse, especially if the situation demands of it. He, especially, finds it pleasing in using both Swedish, and English, in his everyday life and conversation. He has select hobbies and interests, too. He likes The Arts, especially Woodworks and Wood-sculpting, and finds them quite interesting. Literature and Baking, both comes in as close second. To add to that, he also adores things related to, or pertaining to, international affairs, issues, and globalization, as a whole. He is openly drawn to the twists and turns of the outside world.

Skills : - Musically-inclined : Berwald grew up with music. His mother was a musican, and he was taught how to play the violin at age 6, and later on, the piano at age 9. He likes surrounding himself with tranquil, and classic melodies. Noteworthy persons of interest are Tchaikovsky, and Mozart.

- Baking : This hobby is an essential in Sweden, a country known mostly for a wide range of baking traditions, most notably, fika. From an early age, he was already taught the basics of culinary delights, and is proud of himself, for the ability of making himself his own food.

- Bookworm / Avid Reader : He adores, and loves reading. He has this unique hobby of collecting books, not just for the heck of it, but it makes him feel intelligent, and vintage-like. Due to his penchant for this, he normally would know much, things ranging from useless trivia- to wise and sane advice.

Flaws : - Perfectionist : He tends to dabble much, over things that would normally be, considered a bit over-dramatic. Stuff like symmetry, general cleanliness, or his work-ethic.

- Adamant : Due to his rather, rambunctious upbringing, it can be quite difficult to change his mind. He’ll certainly protect it, whether he’s true or not. He’s not always like this, though. It depends on his mood, and the topic at hand.

- Mischievous : He can be quite sarcastic, and misleading at times. Other times, he’s a prankster, who tries his best to be secretive. This side of him, shows up more noticeably, whether he’s feeling vengeful, or something malicious happened, that may concern himself, and others.

Back Story: Berwald experienced the early years of his life, in the Kungsholmen district in Stockholm, and into a family that consists of his father, mother, and older sister. Growing up, he developed a mischievous attitude, and would often cause trouble, in some way or another. This leading to his family doubtingly classifying him as a ‘rambunctious’ child. It would also be a cause of surprise for other people, due to usual calm disposition, it would be hard to guess that he’d hide his frolicsome behavior underneath. Random skirmishes, often provoked by him and his older sibling, would ensue and cause tantrums every now and then, usually with the latter one having a higher probability of winning over the younger. But, it wasn’t really like that, all the time. He’d usually help his mother with baking, especially before 'fika’ time arrives, and got into loving the activity at heart as time progressed. Him and his older sister would, either read books together in a mini-library inside their home, or spend their afternoons, aimlessly walking around their garden, or the broader neighborhood if they felt like it. Picking the fat, black cherries that hang in a tree over another garden wall, on their way back. One by one, then comes his father. Whom he’d always admired, and watched from afar. Whilst working in a private workshop antiquely tucked inside their home. Working for a company that specializes in finance, he uses his spare time into woodworks, due to the fact that it seemed to please him, and ease his stress. Berwald was, then eventually allowed to work alongside by his father, and they’d spend all the available time they have, and made wood sculptures, petite ornaments, and small furniture. Then, they’d talk about everything that would cross their minds. Traveling elsewhere. New experiences. Life choices. Getting a top-notch education. Frequent subjects and topics of interest that arouse every afternoon. And, all that constituted his childhood, and pre-teen life. but not everything was made to bring joy to light.

By the time he was 15, his father and sister were both caught up in a fatal car accident, which left them both dead, and his remaining family, now reduced to shambles. His mother became afflicted with so much grief, and reduced herself, both in physical property, and in personality. She became reduced, and colder, and took over as the breadwinner, for the remainder of the Johansson family, which consisted of him and herself. That threw things off for Berwald. It seems like everything became lopsided for him, and he had to endure the tremendous amount of pain by himself, which somehow made him close off himself from others, in the process. Friendships grew weak, and life became bleak, and dull, even for his studies in high school. To which depression soon followed, leaving him in an austere manner of things, even after he graduated.

Luckily, for him, his mother had been assigned to relocate to New York, chosen to work there to further the global foothold of the company. In all of his life, leading to now, Berwald felt a spark of hope inside of him. He’d always wanted to go to the States, to further his rightful thinking of the world, and its processes. Knowing that it would help him realize both his, and his father’s dream. To be successful, and try to flip the coin, and revert things to the way it should be.

And he was going to make everything worthwhile. It could’ve- No. It will be great, he’ll make sure of it.

Headcanons: Berwald likes to be minimalistic. Personality-wise, it’s his aesthetic, not just in clothing.

After everything that has happened, he still hopes, and clings to the thought that his mother would break her facade, and re-invigorate their frigid relationship.

His favorite / preferred coffee drink is a caffè latte, and even has his own recipe, which suits his tastes.

Classical, Rock, and Pop are some of his more well-received genres / styles when it comes to music.

Major(s): Majors in Cultural and Global Studies & Interior Design Minors: Minors in English Literature, Language, and Writing Courses: Human Geography and Globalization ( C&GBS), Design History and Criticism ( ID )

Ships:

OTP(s): SuFin / DenSu / SuNor / SuIce / I don’t mind.

NOTP(s): None, really.

Writing sample : ( Based on an RP that I did )

Sitting down on a chair, he eloquently picked up a book, and began to read. It might seem a bit too much, but it’s his way of concealing all the emotion that was forming in inside of him. Even though he calls him all these nasty nicknames, petty accusations, and throws downright, frigid insults at him, he still loves his Luther. His most precious younger brother. It was just that, he’s not really that keen on showing it off on a regular, open, and more expressive basis. But, what made today an exception to this rule, was just like the times when he’d think, and ponder on and on, for answer that seems, oh-so fleeting. Was it because of him receiving his paycheck yesterday? Was it because he saw a group of brilliant musicians performing in the park? Was it.. Was it because he made a cake for his brother? This array of thoughts swirled, like swings and roundabouts, in his mind. It also began to hinder his progress with the book, which, sort of, irritated him. But he made no lasting comment about it.

Brushing it aside, and continuing to read, he spoke with a more soft tone, eyes flickering with an unknown glint, ��Was? Nein. Don’t. That’s all for you. It was- It was just an extra baked good. For you. ” On top of this, he was greeted with an unfamiliar feeling. It wasn’t toilsome, though. He hid his face behind the pages, and smiled.

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Accepted Sicily OC App

Posting my own OC app as an example for how to fill out the new OC-specific application!

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Name: Dakota/Kota. Pronouns: she/her Contact URL: romanope

Character Wanted: Sicily OC

Full Name: Marianna di Mauro Age / Year: 22, 3rd year/junior Gender / Pronouns: Female, she/her

Appearance: Please be detailed and fill out each section accordingly so that we know what your OC looks like. Pictures appreciated.

Hair: Marianna has 3a curly hair, a dark brown color that reaches her mid-back, though she likes to keep it in a bun or ponytail often, to keep it out of her face since her curls are very messy (even then, they still manage to get in her face anyways). When it’s down, hair falls over her shoulders and she has visible bangs that fall in her face.

Face: She has deep, amber brown eyes with thick and long eyelashes, and a usually relaxed expression to them. She also tends to wear eyeliner and eyeshadow at times, too. Her eyebrows are thick as well, softly angled with a low arch. Her face is oval-shaped, typical of Sicilians, with defined features and noticeable jawline (but still soft), as well as high cheekbones; she has a big, aquiline, Italian nose, almond-shaped eyes, and fuller lips (not African full). Her upper lip has a slight M shape, and is less fuller than her bottom lip, usually accessorized by dark red lipstick.

Skin: She has a natural honey-skinned tone, a dark olive tone, even brown-ish, that is littered with moles and sunspots. She tans very easily, and such has given her such a dark tone after years of living in the sunny Mediterranean on her family’s farm. She has a noticeable moles/beauty marks/sunspots along her skin.

Body: She has a pear to hourglass, chubby body shape. Her chest is smaller, around a C, with short and stubby, chubby legs (no thigh gap) and a thick butt. Her arms are stronger, but her legs are also strong. Despite having a chubbier body shape, she still works herself out and does have strength, but she has pudge around her tummy area. She is 5’3” and 158 lbs. She shaves her legs but her arms are noticeably hairy.

Etc.: She has a scar on the back of her neck from an ‘accident’ when she was in highschool. It’s healed by now, and usually covered by her hair, only appearing as a lighter color of her skin. She also wears a lot of jewelry, some handmade.

Pic(s): Francesca Chillemi; Art: 1 2 3

Personality: Marianna has a very independent attitude; she seeks little help from others, feeling it’s only worth it if she does things for herself. She likes to be leading, rather than be lead, and is quick to take the initiative and place herself in the position of responsibility. She doesn’t like being told what to do or be controlled, which she is very stubborn about, and wants things to go her way or no way at all – she hates being talked down to or controlled, or treated like she isn’t capable, especially if it’s because of her gender. She is also easily impatient or frustrated, especially in situations where someone is doing something wrong, something that she could easily do herself. Because of this she can come off as bossy or bitchy, but she wouldn’t let you even call her that.

Her own independence does cause for her to be a little asocial; not that she has no capability of socializing, she just doesn’t want to. She likes to keep a few friends, none more. She is also pretty closed off with herself, stifling any emotions that she fears would make her look weak, especially that of love. Her own trust and abandonment issues make it harder for her to keep steady relationships, friends or lovers. But she is very caring and loving towards the people that she considers worth it. Friends are basically family to her, she grew up with that value in her family, so she treats her friends like they’re family. She likes to help people with things, cook things for them, etc. And always been there for them when they need her to. She might have trouble at times with empathizing, but she can at least be sympathetic and supportive.

She’s never without good intentions, unless you are ill towards her first. The only reason she would ever act disdainful toward you, is if you were to treat her just as badly. She holds grudges and holds them hard, so don’t expect much forgiveness if you treat her terribly. She is very hot-tempered, so it doesn’t take much to tip her off, but she tries to keep herself civil.

Skills:

Independence: She does not rely on others to get things done, while sometimes her own independence can prove to be a flaw, it also makes her strong in knowing that she doesn’t need others to do everything and can survive on her own.

Writing: Obviously, writing is one of her talents; she has been writing and making stories since she was little. She likes to write romances or tragedies, often a realistic tone, but sometimes fantasy can catch her eye.

Cooking: She grew up in a big family; two younger brothers, her mother, and her grandparents. She was quick to learn how to help around the house and do things herself, and that included cooking, cleaning, farming, and so on.

Flaws:

Independence: It doubles; while her independence helps her, at times it destroys her as well. She refuses help even when she could clearly use some. This applies to her own well being as well, which is why even in the face of her own mental problems, she refuses help. She also fears losing people, which is why she’ll be quick to close people off if she develops feelings for them. If she’s alone, she thinks, then she can’t get hurt by loss.

Perfectionist: Due to the manner in which she was raised, she became too hard-working for her own good. Things had to be perfect; if she didn’t do it right, she’d hear it from her parents. She ended up being an overachiever and tiring herself out by the time she was in highschool, and whenever her grades were lacking she hated herself for it.

Abandonment Issues: She has times where she completely shuts herself off due to her own fear of losing people; whenever she feels like she’s only proving to be an annoyance or feeling annoyed, she will sometimes act cold, or pull herself away and isolate herself as always. It’s hard for her to trust, though she tries really hard to not let these feelings best her.

Backstory:

Marianna was born in Catania, Sicily. She grew up on a big farmhouse with her mother, two younger brothers, and her grandparents. Her father walked out when she was only 4, so she barely remembered him; he would sometimes promise to visit but never live up to such a promise. The one time he visited, she was cold and ignored him. She was never close to any of her parents; only sometimes did she feel close to grandfather when she was younger, but he passed away when she was 8, leaving her to close herself off from her parents near completely, her own child self’s way of coping.

Her mother and grandmother certainly didn’t make it any better for her. They would often act verbally abusive toward her, and put her down - and her mother often played favorites with her younger brothers. When she was younger, she despised them for it, blaming them for it rather than their parents. When she was in high school, she got closer to them when she came to realize that it wasn’t their fault.

Throughout her school years she didn’t have many friends. A few would come and go, never last. She struggled to make friends with her brothers sometimes, so often she found herself alone. Working, writing. When she was in middle school her family got a cat named Luna, who was practically hers since she would be the one taking care of her. She was pretty attached to her.

In highschool (upper secondary) was the first time Marianna had some steady and close friends. She spent a lot of time with them, for once feeling like she was surrounded by people she could trust, and that she could forget about her own fear of losing them. She had two close friends, Daniela and Letizia, and a friend of theirs that would later become her boyfriend, Marino. Things felt wonderful for a while, until her last year in highschool.

Her friends started to grow distant on her, and while she tried to ignore it and hope nothing was going wrong, they were quick to turn on her. They spread rumors about her, and so quickly did things go to shit. There were several things they made up about her. Some things were small, like how they said she cheated on exams, or talk shit about her and call her annoying, clingy; they even threatened her to a certain degree, and on that day she missed school.

The worst rumor that they spread was that she had cheated on her boyfriend with one of her friend’s, Daniela’s boyfriend, and had hit on her as well; the rumor found it’s way to him before her, and he grew cold and distant without warning. She was confused and distraught by everything already, but when she heard the rumor, she immediately showed up at his house to try and talk to him, since he ignored all her calls and texts. She didn’t expect that he would immediately lash out at her when she tried to talk to him about it, and to scream and yell at her and ended up shoving her and hitting her. She immediately lashed back out at him, and punched him so hard in the face that she knocked him out, which caused her trouble with his family. In the midst of her frustrations, she also cursed out her two ex-friends at school. The two things got her suspended from school for a week for her behavior, and detention.

The rest of the year she was very cold, bullied by a majority of her peers for being a cheater, and that girl who beat up her boyfriend. She didn’t make new friends, just did things alone. Her school didn’t help her one bit, and she started slacking off due to her mental health. Her mother got her a therapist just so she would do better in school, which is probably the only reason everything didn’t get to her too bad after some time. After highschool, she took an off year before decided to go to university in America, away from everything in Sicily that she just wanted to leave behind.

Headcanons:

When she was very little, she and Lorenzo were family friends because their family knew each other. Just like most other friends, past primary school they didn’t see each other. She barely remembers him and vice versa.

Her little brothers are only 1 and 2 years younger than her, named Francesco and Salvatore respectively. They still live in Italy with their parents. Their father walked out on them shortly after Salvatore was born, so he doesn’t even remember him at all.

Writing was her biggest escape when she young, she liked to make stories but never shared them with anyone else. Sometimes she would post them online on social media writing sites, but that was only if she had the confidence to show them off.

She also loved reading a whole lot. She used to read books a lot with her grandfather, he would sometimes read her old timey poetry and literature, other times they’d read children’s books. In highschool, her favorite books were always old ones, especially tragedies and romances, which is why she likes writing those so much. Her favorite is Divine Comedy.

After her experience with her only boyfriend, she is very timid about relationships. If she develops feelings for someone, she quickly pushes them away before she or them gets hurt by her own emotions.

Major(s): Professional Writing

Minors: Creative Writing

Courses: Some specific courses they take for their major/minors. (Optional)

Ships:

OTP(s): Madricily.

NOTP(s): None else.

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activity notice

Hi students! We have a new rule to help us keep up some amount of activity, since we are struggling to keep our members active in this community.

If you are inactive in character for over 2 weeks without a warning or reason (school, etc.) we will have to kick you from the ring. You must post at least once every two weeks.

Again, this rule can be negated if you have a reason as to why you can’t be active, but if this reason persists and you are just never able to be active, we will have to kick you.

I hope this rule seems fair, since the admins have been struggling to keep people alive.

--- prof. kota

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Accepted England App

Accepted! Please have a blog up within the next week, and send the URL to this blog so we can add you to the members page. @saltari

NAME: Kass PRONOUNS: she/hers/her. CONTACT URL: saltari.tumblr.com

CHARACTER WANTED: England. ACTIVITY LEVEL: 6-7. TIMEZONE: GMT. PASSWORD: accepted MEMBERS PAGE ICON: http://sketchytea.tumblr.com/post/108040437506/more-hipster-fashion-idiots-from-here-and-here EXTRA: Nothing comes to mind.

FULL NAME: Arthur Kirkland. AGE / YEAR: 23 yrs. 3rd Year. GENDER / PRONOUNS: Cis male, he/his/him.

APPEARANCE: Best described as slim and angular. Narrow shoulders, thin limbs. He has a fast metabolism and finds it difficult to gain weight. Light-toned skin, prone to freckles. It reddens when exposed to quick changes in temperature and he burns easily in the sun. His eyes are earthy green, speckled and multi-toned, all the shades of an abundant forest during the hours of dawn. His hair is a light ash blond colour, thick near the roots yet wispy at the ends. It’s irritatingly unmanageable, so he doesn’t even bother to style it half the time. His hair smells like mint and bergamot. His thick dark brows are his most distinguishable feature, with some dark freckles scattered round his elbows and shoulder-blades. He dresses like your typical English country bumpkin, mostly out of habit more than anything else. He’s often untidy, not out of laziness but rather because he doesn’t give a toss about his appearance when he’s in or around campus. He does however spruce up dashingly when the occasion calls for it. He’s extremely well spoken the majority of the time, though he has an awful tendency to cuss when frustrated or flummoxed.

PERSONALITY: Taurus, INTJ, Choleric/Melancholic. Arthur is awfully sarcastic, sorta rude, and he has a horrible sense of humour. He’s likes to believe he is not easily phased by others, but in reality it is not difficult to get on his bad side. Has an incredibly short fuse and an incredibly sharp tongue, though he prefers to overlook this part if his own personality. He’s an extremely intelligent young man, prone to persuasive manipulation without even realising it, but beneath his cynical exterior is a fragile core. He is prone to long bouts of melancholy and exhibits a bleak outlook. From a young age Arthur was diagnosed with psychotic depression, meaning he suffers episodes of clinical delirium. It took a long time for him to come to terms with his illness, but he currently has it under control with the right dose of medication. The disordered workings of his mind is something he is ashamed of and something that he rarely talks about, has constantly left him feeling alienated. He adores music (punk and post-punk), poetry (romanticism) and literature (fantasy and historical fiction). They are his passions and his clutch. He has a penchant for all forms of creative writing.

STRENGTHS: sharp-witted, strong-willed, quick & versatile mind, determined, imaginative, strategic, direct, intuitive, eloquent & sentimental.

WEAKNESSES: prideful, cynical, distant, stubborn, sharp-tongued, spacey, self-deprecating, controlling, arrogant, irritable, insensitive & hypocritical.

BACKSTORY: Arthur grew up in the Cornish countryside with his Mother, Step-father and three siblings. He was the black horse of the family, as he was only half-related to his bothers and never did manage to get on with his step-father. He was a temperamental child, who would constantly argue with his family, and would fall victim to teasing by his brothers because of his tendency to lose sight on what was real and what wasn’t.

At the age of 14, after many years of insisting, he went off to live with his father, who was an industrial ambassador and quite well off. He provided Arthur with an upstanding education and the best medical help that money could buy. Though it was a struggle at times, Arthur managed to get through school with outstanding marks and he was accepted into one of the most prestigious universities in England, where he agreed to study politics and law so as to please his parents. But it wasn’t to be. The stress got the better of Arthur, and gradually the delirium grew more frequent and severe. Instead of burdening his father, Arthur chose to deal with his issues in secret, on his own. This sent him on a downward spiral. He dropped out of University within the month, finding solace instead in his music. Music was something he had always pursued as a hobby, through which he could make cash and contacts. He cut himself off from his therapists and family, and quickly began self-medicating. It worked for a while, but only a while. At some point Arthur was smart enough to realize he had reached the stage of addiction, and he returned to his father in a state of desperation and disgrace.

A year later, and Arthur got himself sorted out once again thanks to his father’s money, but his sense of self-worth had plummeted greatly. He had no belief himself anymore, and the only thing that got him through the depression were his journals and his music. He moved with his father to America a while after, intending to take on a start-up a position with a business partner in New York, but fate had other plans. Instead, Arthur was astounded to learn that World University had accepted his last-minute application. He could study something he was genuinely interested in.

He was not going to bugger it up this time.

HEADCANONS:

Arthur went through a period between school and college where he was dangerously self-medicating on opiates, this caused him to enter college two years later than he had initially intended. No one knows about this.

Although this was a dark time for him, during this period he was forced to socialize far more than he ever had before. Meeting different sorts of people, experimenting with this and that, and him and her, he grew significantly more comfortable in his own skin, and gained some real life perspective outside his own privileged bubble.

He’s got three piercings in his left ear, two in his right, and a tattoo that he quite regrets. Oddly enough, he no longer wears the piercings in public, only overnight.

He smokes, a lot.

He obviously has a bit of a delinquent streak, but his equal desire for control constantly tries to holds these wild – you could call it self-destructive – tendencies in check, though they are still bound to come out every now and then.

MAJOR(S): Music Theater. English Literature, Language and Writing. MINORS: Psychology.

SHIPS

OTP(S): FrUK, PrUK, EngNor, NedEng but I’m easily swayed.

NOTP(S): None tbh.

WRITING SAMPLE:

“Bollocks. Bloody-bollocks-to-buggering-hell!” He slammed closed the hood of the worthless piece of metal he’d hired out for their drive across the European continent, kicking the wheel in an act of frustrated rage. This was wonderful, just bloody magic. They’d broke down in France, not far south from Seine-Maritime in Normandy, if the map was anything to go by – but currently all they could see were fields.

The Briton dragged his hands down his face and sighed heavily as he attempted to regain some semblance of composure. He glanced at Alfred, eyes narrowing once he noticed the young man quick-dial a number on his mobile. “Don’t you dare call that bastard, Jones. “ Arthur strongly insisted, despite doubts that they’d even manage to get a signal out here. “That slimy frog’s smug assistance is the last bloody thing I want. You and I are perfectly capable of figuring this out on our own, we just– we need to find Seine-Maritime, or a farmhouse… or something.”

He opened the front door of the car, grabbed the map from the dashboard, and slammed it shut again, locking it up as he peered over the golden horizon.

“Come on, let’s start walking.”

#application #1p #submission #aph england

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