Hetalia Shtuff

RP Tag.. AgAin..

(I don't know why my Kindle thinks it has to be a moron and not send in comments, but here you go, 2p_Romano!)

Name: "Rowena 'Loch' Lomond. The hell else do ye want from me?"

  Country: "The one that can and WILL kick yer arse to Dublin and back." (The 2p of fbe personification of Southern Scotland.)

  Age: "Stupid-arse question, but if ye MUST know, most have said I look to be about twenty-five. Probably because I'm taller than most... yet somehow a millimeter shorter than Flavio, n-not that I care!" (Her country is about ten thousand years and counting.)

  Looks: "Are ye blind or what?" (She is usually seen wearing a black dress shirt that she keeps unbuttoned a quarter way down which shows some cleavage, but not too much [she isn't some slut..]; a dark red kilt that is about four inches above her knees, a slit going up her right leg; black ankle socks; black boots that lengthen up to where her calves meet her ankles; a black belt lying just below her lean waist; and black half-gloves that cover from her fingertips to a bit over her knuckles.)

  -Hair: "Again.. BLIND?" (Her fiery hair is always kept down and spilling over her shoulders, most of the left portion of her face being concealed by her locks for a reason I will explain later.)

  -Eyes: "Me right is blue, dumbarse. And me left... i-is the same colour. Now buzz off!" (See how she got annoyed as the eye subject was brought up? It's because her right eye is an icy cold blue, while her left.. is actually a rich magenta. She has a sort of 'defect' called Heterochromia. It's when one eye is a different colour than the other, and even though it isn't really a problem or disease, Rowena still feels ashamed of it. That's why the left side of her face is mostly covered by her hair.)

Personality: "..depending on who ye are, we might be able to get along.. MIGHT.." (Even though she appears as a tough person, inside she is really a fragile being at heart. Anyone she cares about getting hurt or worse will trigger some bad emotions and she will basically flip the fuck out. In short, she is really a person with a cold outside but a soft inside.)

  Likes: "How does nothin' sound?" (She takes up writing and tries to get more than just three of her works published, but her knack for sketching has gotten her quite busy as well for the most part. Most of her manuscripts are actually poetic tellings of her immense feelings toward two certain Italians.)

  Dislikes: "Let's see, Alex is a pain in me arse at times; Oliver sometimes forced me to bake with 'im; and Luciano gettin' flirty with me pisses me off. H-he needs to take a hike. He's me damn BOSS!"

  Family: "Matt and Alex are basically me nephews, as awkward as it sounds; Oliver [along with the 2p!s of Scotland, Wales, and Southern Ireland] is me lit'le brother; and.. I think that is about it."

  Crush: The pale pigment of her cheeks slowly began to darken into a light crimson tone. "I-I may or may not have an eye out for me boss and one fashion-obsessed dork." [Her boss = Luciano, and you should know who the 'fashion-obsessed dork' is.]