Post by Natalia Arlovskaya on Mar 9, 2011 19:03:05 GMT -5
Natalia Arlovskaya
[/i]"Let's get married, married, married~"[/center]
NAME:[/font] Natalia 'Natasha' Arlovskaya
AGE: Sixteen
GRADE: Sophmore
NATIONALITY: Belorussian
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- Protective
- Strong-willed
- Strong (physically)
- Possessive
- Loyal
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- Obsessive
- Easily provoked
- 'Scary'
- Psychopath
- Easily influenced
LIKES:
- Ivan.
- Her sisters. (Mostly Katya)
- Dresses. (Dark-colors. Nothing frilly.)
- The color black.
- ......Anything else would be imagining a world with her and Ivan only.
DISLIKES:
- Being without company.
- Toris. (HATEHATEHATE)
- Sobbing for no apparent reason. (MORE HATE)
- Bright colors (Ick, pink. e.e)
- Being thought of as insane. (I'M NOT!)
FEARS:
- Being seperated from a group
- Not having Ivan in her life
out of character
NAME: Normally called Icy and Natalia. ;;;
OTHER CHARACTERS: On here? I play Hong Kong, and now Bela. Other places?
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Lemme see.... Here's one of my 100 themes for Bela.
It was so cold outside, probably below zero degrees at the moment. It didn't stop her from running through the snow, however. Her thoughts were focused on one thing entirely, which was to just find either of her siblings, preferably Ivan though. She swore that there was nothing that she could possibly do, or even forget, that would make her turn back now. She had to find either of them, no matter what the cost may be. It could mean getting frostbitten, though she never did when searching for them. Eh, no matter. By now, she was actually worried for both Katya and Ivan, yet the thought never came to her own safety. "Brother, sister! Where are you!
She was going to die out here, Natalia just knew it. She would never see her dearest Russia... Or even her precious sister ever again. This time, when the tears came again, she didn't bother to wipe them away. She didn't care any longer about herself. She just... didn't care about anything any more. The only thing she wanted now was someone to rescue her from this terrible thing. This terrible thing was her sanity, for she was just about to lose it, except there was a voice in her head. Considering she was wrapped up in her arms and legs, her hands grasping the calves that were bare, she could have sworn that she imagined it. Yet, the voice came again, louder, more vivid this time. Who the hell would be out here though..?
"Natalia! Natalia, is that you?" The voice repeated over and over, this time she brought her head up above her arms. Wait, Toris? Toris! She stared at the Lithuanian boy as he began scrambling up toward her, seeming to have the brightest enthusiasm that he could ever have. "T-toris, what the heck are you doing here?[/color]" She cast a wary glance in the direction he came from, though there was no sign of either Ivan or Katya... Well, she was pretty much stuck with him. Oh well, at least she wasn't completely alone.
It took only a bit more than a moment for him to finally reach her, out of breath at that, though she had no idea why. "I'm so happy to see you..." He breathed softly, then wrapping his arms around her, which irritated her, even though it was only by a bit. He actually did save her from an icy death of being alone, even if she wasn't thrilled about it. Reluctantly, she hugged him back, her eyes dimmed with a lack of enthusiasm. She took one hand, and one second, to brush his dark brown hair out of the way, then giving a tiny peck on his cheek, which made him blush. "You're my savior...[/color]" She muttered, closing her eyes, falling asleep in the Lithuanian's arms.[/size][/quote]
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