(Forms are TOTALLY WIP for now since I need to go to sleep early, but I'll do my best!)
Name: New York [American State]
Age By Looks: Around 18-19
Gender: Male
Crush: None
Family: Has blood relations to the remaining members of the Original 13 Colonies, and used to consider the other states his "adopted siblings" through America before the war.
Looks: New York is fairly tall with dark brown, very slightly ragged hair. Before the war it was usually slicked back with gel, but is much more messy nowadays. He still keeps around a few of his old buisiness suits from before WW3, but rarely wears them in order to keep them in good condition since it would be much harder to get new ones made. He now wears commonly black and white sneakers, black jeans, a very deep satan colored shirt, a smoky grey zip up jacket, and black gloves with finger holes.
History (Before the War): New York had always been proud of his history; He housed the first capitol of the United States, held the title of largest economy for about 2 centuries, and had evolved into one of the main tourist hot spots of th world. of course, his history has so much more, but there is too much going on in between to list.
Personality: New York had been born a buisiness man at heart. He knew how to handle negotiations, keep a stable economy, and keep his people happy yet orderly. New York City was his biggest pride and joy, and was where he would spend most of his time. He was good friends with Washington DC and Vermont, and was even New Hampshire's friend before the war started. He enjoyed politics and disliked anything uncivilized, which eventually led to him for some reason disliking tropical places and a lot of the Southern states.
Personality During War: New York is now nothing more than a hollow shell of his former self. With any remaining citizens that survived the bombing exposed to radiation, he is simply waiting for the last of his population to die out. His economy has crumbled entirely, and anyone left now works on farms on his country side in order to keep the food they need to live; going to the grocery store to but something just doesn't work anymore. He has slowly cracked and many say he's insane; New York was still recovering from 9/11 when the nuclear bomb hit, and he has developed a phobia of even the smallest grenades now. He goes through requent mood changes, and has isolated himself from everyone but his own people. He knows that when they die, he dies too, and wants to be with them in his final moments. The mood swings can come very suddenly and change drastically. He can go from angry at the person who bombed him and started this war, to depressed and guilty about Vermont's death, sometime's blaming himself. The only reason he has for living right now... is dying.
Other: ;______;
*It's rumoured that New York spends whatever remaining money he has to maintain all of the NYC electricity, because he wants to be known for having the "city that never sleeps" until his final breath.
Name: Edinburgh [Scotish Capitol]
Age By Looks: Around 14-16, although he pretends to be older.
Gender: Male
Crush: Elleore
Family: Scotland [Dead], Nova Scotia [Dead], and his only remaing siblings, Aberdeen
Looks: He has redish-brown hair along with sparkling emerald green eyes, which can sometimes lead to strangers thinking he's Irish. The capitol is also pretty tall for his age group, and skinny despite his love of whiskey. Nowadays, Edinburgh wears a solid colored brownish-green military uniform and tall, dark brown combat boots that almost reach his knee. The only piece of his old clothing that remains is his plaid green with darker green Scottish style hat, which was a gift from Scotland that he cherishes now that's she's gone.
History (Before the War): (Meh... I suck at histories... :c) He prefers not to speak of his history nowadays, since it has become too painful ever since Scotland died.
Personality:Wolffangclawgirl wrote:Like his sibling, and country, Scotland, Edinburgh loves drinking and whiskey. However, unlike his country, he does not like smoking and will never be seen a cigarette or cigar unless extremely frustrated or angry, in which case he makes an exception. He supports that Nessie is real and that she lives in Loch Ness very strongly, although he will not mention it unless brought up by someone else first. Another strong difference between himself and Scotland is that he does not play the bagpipes. Finally, Edinburgh does not get angry easily, but has a temper either way.
Personality During War: Edinburgh no longer knows who to trust, except for his last link to his past life: the micronation of Elleore, and his sister Aberdeen. At times he regrets that it took an entire world war to get him to realize and admit his feelings for Elleore, and even more so that he had to do it right after Denmark died. He has become extremely serious and even emotionless, since he is scared to show any sign of feelings. The only time he ever even attemptions to do so is when he is with Elleore or Aberdeen. In fact, as the war waged on, Elleore had become his reason for living. He fights to protect her, putting her before even his own country, which of course comes in a close second. Edinburgh is extremely annoyed that Copenhagen tries to keep them apart, and offended to the maximum extent that he blames Scotland and her people for the death of Denmark. Other than that, he and Aberdeen have agreed to rule over Scotland together. While Aberdeen has become the voice of their people and takes military command, he has the task of maintaining balance and order, as well as keeping resources in check. Edinburgh also heads their new intelligence gathering force, instead of being one to charge into the battle-field like his sister. They are both born leaders, and with their combined skills, are determined to make sure Scotland rises out of this mess as a great country once more. Other than Elleore, his older sister is the only person in the world not that he trusts fully. He does not know what will happen when the war ends, but does not think about that; He also doesn't know if he'll make out alive, but he does know this: Elleore
will live.
Other: Not really.
Name: Sydney [Australian Capitol]
Age By Looks: 18
Gender: Male
Crush: No one yet
Family: Australian cities and provinces.
Looks: Sydney is very tall and well muscled, yet fairly skinny, with messy sandy blonde hair and the pale green eyes of his country. He used to just wear whatever fit him for the day, depending on what he planned to do, but now usually wears a khaki short sleeved shirt, leaving just a black jacket to cover his tanned arms. He also wears black military boots that reach to about half of his calf, that have olive green cargo pants tucked into them.
History (Before the War): (;A; Still suck at hisories. Might put one later.)
Personality: Sydney used to be very laid back and spent his time doing whatever he wanted. He loved getting tourists, and was even prouder of his natives. He took education very seriously, but fun as well. He loved animals, but wasn't as fond of them as Australia was. The capitol respected the country a lot, and looked up to him as well.
Personality During War: Sydney is now stricken by sorrow at Australia's death. The Australian had lasted longer than most countries, being on his own continent, but had eventually fallen. Compared to the others around the world, Sydney is doing very, very well. In fact, he is probably one of the kindest possible people the world has right now. He is still mentally healthy, and compells whatever Australians there are left to not give up hope. Although he does not fight directly, he prepares secretly and supplies the provinces with weapons whenever possible. Part of his "secret training" is the training of animals. He teaches everything from small jack rabbits to giant crocodiles to obey his commands, and spends at least 6 hours a day for these exercises. The idea is to build an animal army, and he hopes that it will work once completed. Other than that, Sydney has one more secret project: The creating of new weapons. The capitol conducts experiements with many different kinds of wild venoms, herbs, and plenty of other resources to make special tranquilizing darts, guns that contain poison so deadly that you can die within just minutes after being wounded, drinks that taste delicious but are actually lethal, and so much more that he cannot remember them all.
Other: I wasn't sure where to put this, so might as well here.
*When Australia died, everyone agreed that he should be burried with his koala, which was killed as well. The location of their burial sight is unknown to anyone other than the 7 provinces and Sydney.
*The Australian provinces are now in charge of running the country and all military actions, but it was decided that once the war was over Sydney would take over being the country officially.
Name: Belgrade [Sirbian Capitol]
Age By Looks: Around 19-21
Gender: Male
Crush: No one
Family: Remaining Sirbian cities
Looks: Belgrade wears a white long sleeve shirt, along with a dark blue coat that reaches almost down to the floor and has a turned up collar, which he usually leaves open and unbuttoned. He has dark, chocolate colored eyes and rich light brown hair, and is fairly well muscled. He also wears white cleats that have black stripes on them and simple black pants.
History (Before the War): Was "established" prior to 279 B.C, and considering how much time can pass since then, maybe he can tell you another time. Although when Sirbia joined/created Yugoslavia, he was named the capitol of the new country as well.
Personality: Belgrade was always a very cheerful and playful person. He loved his ancient history as a city, and modern times as well. One of his favorite things to do was play soccer, especially with his country Sirbia. He always got quite annoyed when anyone mistake Sirbia for the Russian region of Siberia, and was quick to correct them about their mistake. Sirbia ultimately his absolute best friend to the max, and spent whatever time he could with the country. Even when parted from him, he would always find a way to have fun somehow. Belgrade enjoyed boasting about how while he was an old man just like Japan, he was much more fit from sports activaties and never got back pains or symptoms that revealed his true age. He also learned Russian, due to the similarities it had with Sirbian, but never bothered to learn Ukrainian or other similar languages.
Personality During War: Sirbia's death hit Belgrade harder than anything he had experienced in his long life as a city. The two had been in hiding along with whatever other cities the country could gather to avoid conflict and just wait the war out, when the Sirbian had suddenly been assasinated. Belgrade and the other cities continued to hide, even though they were pretty sure no one would bother coming after him, until the capitol just couldn't take it anymore. Against the advice of the others, he left in search of both his country's murderer and the person who started this whole war. After that, he lost contect with them, but secretly prays for their safety and survival. His playful soul is now filled with grief and hatred, and he will do whatever it takes to reach his goal. Although he will most likely never trust anyone for a very long period of time, he is willing to take whatever means necessary in order to stop this war: Including going out of his way to recruit anyone who might be able to assist him in his revenge. Belgrade also claims that should most of Sirbia and its people survive the war, he will step up and become the new Sirbia, stating that "he would have wanted it to to be this way."
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