The Virus (Hetalia RP) OPEN AND ACCEPTING

[xdenmark]

Ivan opened his mouth to speak, his eyes growing wide at the sight of Mirela tumbling down the hill and landing in a heap near the bottom. "Mirela!" He let out a tiny squeak in surprise, jogging to her side with the few occasional skids before kneeling down in front of her with open arms, paranoid that if he picked her up he'd hurt her more. "Are you okay, sunflower?" The Russian asked quietly, not making any effort to hide the worried tone in his voice.

[ nothing much, all i know is that russia, croatia and faroe were setting out to hunt some rabbits in the paddock. ]

[valour]

Faroe had been trailing along behind the other two, once again in her own little world instead of listening to what she was being told. Though she was soon snapped out of her 'trance' when a loud snapping sounds nearby and she rushes forward as Russia bolts down the hill. "Mirela!" she gasps, her blue eyes wide as she stumbles hurriedly down towards them. She instantly kneels down beside Croatia and slowly helps her to sit up before carefully starting to check for injuries.

[nyra .]

((Was my form for France ever accepted?))

Yes.
@Dakota, which group do you want your OC in?

[nyra .]

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ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ - paddock
ｍｏｏｄ - n/a
ｃｒｕｓｈ - Russia

ｃｒｏａｔｉａ
"Mirela! ....Are you okay, sunflower?" Dizzily, Croatia peered up at Ivan as he knelt before her, his arms spread out in paranoia of causing her further pain. She sighed, finding the male absolutely adorable, the way he worried about her made her heart skip a beat... Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Mirela quickly propped herself up and averted her eyes as Faroe approached, helping her to sit up. "Thanks," she managed, her voice shaking almost as violently as her body just as she convulsed. The country shuffled over to Ivan and took his hands into her own. With a great heave, she pulled herself up, only to be forced back down again as her body trembled and her legs buckled beneath her weight, collapsing onto Russia's chest. "Oof! ...Sorry about that.." her face was bright red. Oh god... I've just made a huge fool of myself! she thought, noticing her scratches and bruises for the first time.

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[Arachnomania]

(Um, the one that North Italy's in.)

[nyra .]

(kk. From now on, please use my OOC thread for OOC chat, please )

[nuvola]

L u d w i g_B e i l s c h m i d t

Ｆｅｄｅｒａｌ Ｒｅｐｕｂｌｉｃ ｏｆ Ｇｅｒｍａｎｙ

country name - the federal republic of germany.
human name - ludwig beilschmidt.
human age - twenty.
gender - male.

personality - In contrast to his older brother, Ludwig is an austere man who is usually abiding by the rules, whether he agrees with them or not. Apparently, he has a certain "weakness" for rules, often feeling unorganized without them - which is not something he would like to feel. And not just that, but when he is faced with a problem that would to do with love, or any emotion related to it, he will often use a book to find the answers; he believes that if you do not follow what the book says, then things are bound to go wrong. This just may be because he is inexperienced with intimate relationships, feeling completely lost on what to do when in one. While Germany may be tolerable with most things, he will not stand for mistakes (especially during training) or any messes. Because of his obsession with cleanliness, his household is said to clean and very organized. This may also show a bit on his physical appearance as well; his blond hair is usually seen slicked back and his clothes are almost never unkempt. Emotions are something that the German hides from many people - emotion such as sadness. While he has cried and smiled genuinley before, it has become and uncommon occurrence for him nowadays. Fear is also another emotion that he hates showing. Even if afraid, if he is faced with something that frightens him, he will go through any way, without showing that fear so any other will be unable to detect what he is truly feeling. The man is often seen in a tense state or being stressed. He has tried many time relaxing before (its rare to see him relaxed), but to no avail. The German also has a somewhat pessimistic mid set, always looking at the negative side of things.
The blond is a very honest person as he has never seen the point in lying, and lying just does not sit right with him. Although he means well, because of how commanding he usually is, his voice may come across as a bit harsh, even though he isn't trying to be. He is also said to be very punctual, always being on time for scheduled things. He hates showing up late for things, so he will usually show up on time or a tad earlier than the set time he needed to be there for. Ludwig is said to things very efficiently, and is one for manners (you know, he's polite most of the time).

romantic relations - none at the moment.
crush - as of right now, he is unsure of his feelings for veneziano italy since he has never felt this way toward somebody before. however, I would say he has a crush on venezaino. just don't expect him to act upon them until later - when he fully understands what he feels.
other - n/a.

Character concept belongs to Himaruya Hidekaz.
Picture was shared on tumblr; I do not own this image.

[nyra .]

(Accepted! I think I'll put Veneziano into the same group as Germany haha~ )

[nuvola]

L u d w i g_B e i l s c h m i d t
Ｆｅｄｅｒａｌ Ｒｅｐｕｂｌｉｃ ｏｆ Ｇｅｒｍａｎｙ

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location ;; at the beach.
mood ;; tired.
crush ;; unsure at the moment.

the loneliest moment in someone’s
life is when they are watching their
whole world fall apart, and all
they can do is stare
blankly.

Despite being inside the small cabin that they had taken refuge in, the humidity was still there and it was blazing hot - at least, it felt that way. There was no way to cool off other than stripping or drinking a liquid - preferably water - but the lake that they were settled near was polluted beyond human consumption [pretty sure nobody would want go bathe in it, either]. Sure, they had canned vegetables, but there was a limited amount; and it didn't seem they were going to last much longer considering the heat of this area. How much longer would they last? Three, four days at the most? It was a guess; Ludwig didn’t really know. And then there was the problem with the zombies and heat.
Ludwig sighed inwardly as he leaned against the rotting surface of the cabin as he slowly closed his eyes. Because of this unbearable heat, he had been unable to sleep the night before; his dreams, as well, were plaqued with nasty nightmares. It's been awhile since such dreams had taken place when he slept, so it caused him to become restless. How long did he sleep last night? Maybe three or four hours? He really did not know, and nor did he really care at that given moment. All he wanted to do was sleep, but he couldn't. Not with their given circumstances. Although, night was just as bad as day, if not worse. While they may not have as many zombies as the cities, the creatures still showed up; and man, were the things hard to kill. They were worse than anything the German has faced before, if he did say so himself.
Cobalt eyes reluctantly opened, and then swept over the room he was occupying. Ysavandia was currently looking around the room for something - what it was is unknown to him, so he couldn't help but ask. “Ysavandia, may I ask what you are doing? Are you looking for something?” His voice was husky with exhaustion, but was loud enough for everybody in the room to hear, because the girl was on the opposite side of the room from where he was standing. He couldn't just whisper and expect her to hear him, now could he?

[Zaphod Riker]

Ysavandia - I startle, before looking up at Germany and frowning a little. I can't let him know... Right. I merely keep quiet, making a zipper motion with my hands before turning back around over a small piece of fur I found. Ain't nothin' Mr. Germany needs to know about... I didn't really trust anybody in this group... They could all be plottin' somethin' against me or whatever. I just wanted to be with my brother again... "I miss France..." I mutter under my breath, curling up a little in my trash bin.