Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2013 17:58:32 GMT -5
Jasmine Alev
NICKNAME: Jazz (though this was a nickname given unwillingly to her… don’t call her that, unless you either want a knife to the face, can run away FAST, or you think you think you can take her down…)
Appearance: She has long black hair, narrow, piercing dark brown eyes, and is on the tall side. She almost ALWAYS wears a thin chain necklace that has a still-sharp claw hanging on the end of it. (Long story ._.)
{“I’m an uninfluenced person, having lived out in the middle of nowhere. I plan to keep it that way. The uninfluenced part, that is.”}
Friends: No one, really. She’s more of a loner.
Enemies: Pretty much anyone who gets on her bad side. Turkey is a special case – she hates the guy.
Closest Friend: No one (She claims she doesn’t need friends)
Relationship Status: Single
Crushes: G- (Jasmine: Shut it or it’s a knife to the face, okay?) 0_0 MY LIPS ARE SEALED. MAYBE. Actually, because Germany-san says so... Germany~! (even though he's already in a relationship XD)
Personality: Jasmine is a loner, independent. Isolated for the majority of her early life, she is uninfluenced by other cultures, people, and nations. She is a little too fond of her knives, though, rather like Belarus. Jasmine is cold, ruthless in fights, and seemingly uncaring. She lets nothing get in her way. Having Jasmine as your enemy is not a good idea, because she will hunt you down and attack you in your sleep. She is cunning, and will stop at nothing to achieve a goal, even if it means cutting down whoever makes a move to hinder her.
Quirks: Strangely enough, Jasmine enjoys writing poetry, though they can end up rather dark and bloody. She also tends to shower with her knife within reach. On an added note, she often throws shuriken for fun, sometimes at people in her yard.
Likes: knives, psychological warfare, daggers, shuriken, poetry, cats (especially black ones), snakes (the things seem to naturally like her)
Dislikes: brute force, large axes (like the ones Spain and Denmark have), Turkey, badgers (she’s had bad experiences with them), fistfights, annoying people (*coughcoughAMERICAcoughcough*), the ocean (she’s seen enough of it in her life), romance novels
Accent: Meh, nothing really. She swears a lot, though, if that counts for anything…
Past: Jasmine came into existence on an island in the middle of the Pacific, and lived there for many years undisturbed. One day, wreckage from a ship washed up on the beach, and young Jasmine, curious, used the wood to construct a crude raft. After bidding farewell to the island she had called home for a few centuries, she sailed off into the ocean, only to be caught up by a tropical storm. Miraculously, however, she washed up, soaked, starving, and shocked on the shores of some country, one no one will ever know. Maybe. Somewhere along the way, she grabbed a rusty old dagger and slipped it into the pocket of her new jeans (that she stole, along with other new articles of clothing and some food).
From that point on, Jasmine was a wanderer, never staying in one place long. She visited Italy, Austria, France, Denmark, Switzerland, and Germany, among other places. She lingered a bit longer in Germany than other places, for reasons COMPLETELY UNKNOWN.
((I think that’s enough now… T-T))
Living With Anybody? Nein, nej, non, no, nyet, etc.
Age: About 18
Birthdate: July 9