Nerevarine

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Username: Nerevarine
Country Name: Poland
Human Name: Danica Zawisza
Age: 18 (physical age since last rebirth)
Gender: Female
Birthday: 1025 AD (first birth); 1989 (most recent rebirth)
Appearance: Poland currently stands at around 6ft, although she is on par with Russia when fully grown. She has brownish blonde hair that is cut just above her shoulders, dark brown eyes, very pale skin, and sports a very curvy body.
Personality: Poland seems a bit air headed and aimless at first, little cares and a love of pure fun. She has a love of drinking, and is always there when a party is starting. However, years of death and rebirth have affected her mind, producing a dark side that manifests around those who have wronged her. She has almost a psychotic hatred for Russia die to their strained past, in which Poland has died 3 tInes as a result.
Weaknesses: Kind of airheaded, still young in body, carelessness
Strengths: scary darkside, no fear of death
Likes: Wodka, sausage, parties, German girls, relaxing at home
Dislikes: Russia, dying, Russia, war, Russia, Polish Language, Russia, did we mention Russia?
Other: her catchphrase is "will there be drinks?"

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Portugal and Macau sat at the bar with the other nations, looking about and around. The older of the two, Portugal, sat by himself, only distantly with the group, out toward the edge, sipping on some obscure liquor that he was not even able to pronounce. He had tried it once when he was in Africa, and it was absolutely sheer coincidence that it was even here. Still, he wasn't going to pass up that opportunity. Oh how he missed the old days of exploration and adventure.

Macau sat closer to the other countries. She hadn't interacted much with the others before, usually China did that for her. Still, now that she was starting to branch off from China's hold, she felt like it was a must to get at least acquainted with them. She sat near to Iceland, feeling that she could approach a smaller nation easier than a bigger one. Besides, he looked like he could use a friend.

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While the other nations sat with each other, another country eyed them from the back. She was not easily recognisable, what with her usual military uniform gone. Instead she stood in a short, black cocktail dress and had her face done up bright with make up. China sipped from her drink slowly, eyeing each nation she saw. None of them were of any real interest, except for one. England.

China smiled to herself when she saw her old hatred. Oh dear, what luck that they would show up together. Not that it was too shocking, afterall, following Macau meant that she knew that a meeting was in order, she just didn't expect to find other nations her of all places. China rose from her seat, and walked over to the other nations, and rested a hand on Denmark's shoulder, cocking her head to the side and letting out a seductive smile and gaze, "Ni Hao, Denmark. Got room for one more?"

Age of Exploration NRP?

So we are not doing an alternate history of earth? alright, but, i still would like to play as a native civilization akin on a technological level to like, indigenenous Americans or Africans.

Age of Exploration NRP?

I'm gonna throw my hat of interest in this!

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......we don't talk about that

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England vs America is weird for China, considering she Hates both of them, that being said, she'd be completely unwiling to ally with England AND Russia at the same time

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Portugal twisted his face at France and Prussia, showing visible disgust in their rudeness, before giving a soft smile and a nod to Spain. Macau simply turned around, pulling Portugal with her to the secondary group. Portugal heard Denmark's words, and smiled "Ah, yes, we would love to join you." the older nation said, with Macau making no objections otherwise. Portugal looked at the group. He didn't know Denmark or Iceland that well, and was still bitter towards England. But, he supposed that holding bad blood against her could be put to the side for one night. Macau looked at the others as well. She wasn't really sure what she was, other than Portugal's illegitimate child, to the other nations. She was pretty much a pawn of China, even though she was technically allowed to make her own legal and diplomatic decisions. Macau didn't even know some of these people, she knew England only because of the connection to Hong Kong and to China in the Opium Wars. Still, she felt that now would be a good time to make some friendly connections, in case China was planning anything bad, and so that she had a bit of help if she needed to break the bond with China. "I'm Macau, by the way! I'm Portugal's daughter." she said, in case any didn't know who she was.

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Portugal and Macau walked together until they came across the group of France, Spain, the Italians, and Prussia. "Boa Tardes" the two said in unison, Macau smiling at the others, Portugal keeping his sullen, yet friendly look. "So, may we join you in your alcoholic exploits" Portugal asked the group. Portugal was not too well aquanted with France or Prussia, and only minorly aquanted with the Italians, but he felt that it would be a good idea to get to know more people, that was if he was to regain his status as an economic power.

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Portugal smiled over at Spain as she left, and got up to leave, only to be caught dead in his tracks at the sight of Macau standing before him. "Euah! Macau! What are you doing here?" Portugal sputtered out in surprise, the red haired girl looking straight up at her father. "I came to watch the meeting", Macau responded, looking at Portugal with complete seriousness and a lack of a childish tone. "China had no interest in coming to it, so I felt like I should at least keep myself up to date". Portugal seemed a bit surprised, "China didn't want to come? But, she's always involved in major events? What makes this different?" Macau replied quickly, "She told me 'I have better things to do than waste my time at a meaningless pissing match with little kids'. She's not coming to any more World Meetings". Portugal looked visibly disturbed by that. China was one of the most powerful nations on earth. Why would she announce an official secession of meeting? "I assume she's still going to be diplomatic?" Portugal asked. "Oh, yes," Macau replied, "But she says that if you have anything to say to her, you have to say it to her face."

Portugal felt uneasy at this news, China was planning something, he just knew it. But, there wasn't much that he could do about it now. He just felt that if she was going to do something, that if it was violent or agressive, that the other nations would be to busy fighting each other to stop her. "So...Macau...Spain is here...." Macau laughed, "you still have a thing for her?" she taunted, only for Portugal to scowl in response. "We grew up together, we have lots of memories together, that's all" he retorted. "Anyways, do you want to come with me to go drinking with her?"

Macau looked around, It wasn't often that she was out and about in another country. "Why not, its not like i have anything important to do."

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Gonna add in China, just so there is more Asian Presence in the RP

Username: Nerevarine
Country Name: China
Human Name: Long Xiu (Long is the family name)
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Birthday: 2100 BC
Appearance: Despite being thousands of years old, China's mastery of alchemy has allowed her to maintain the body of a twenty year old. In her current age, China has abandoned her traditional, imperial garb in favor of the authoritarian styling of military uniforms. She is almost always clad in a thick, dark grey uniform with hints of red. China herself is very thin and elegant looking, with milky white skin, dark brown eyes, and black hair that she wears long, hanging out of her military cap. China is remarkably short, on par with Spain and Macau.
Personality: China seems like a deep contradition at first. One gets an air of elegance and beauty when they see her, only for her deep, authoritarian voice to instill the fear she is known for. China keeps herself elevated high above all other nations, as she is the oldest of them all. She is very proper, and quick to criticize even little faults in the nations around her. She has a particular animosity towards Russia, who she considers a weakling who couldn't even stand by his own devotion to socialism and communism, and with England, for the times when she used her and manipulated her by getting her addicted to Opium. When China speaks, most everyone feels dominated by her strong voice and booming tone.
Weaknesses:
- Not very well liked
- Underlings often rebel against her, causing disorder
- Very stubborn and ground in traditon
Strengths:
- Ridiculously strong military
- Dominating level of influence
Likes: Vegtables, Communism, Military power, Having Authority, Flaunting her age, Alchemy, Science, Macau, Hong Kong
Dislikes: Being told what to do, Russia, England, Rebellion, too much change
Other: "what I say goes"; China is bisexual, and has had many relationships in her past, including a brief encounter with Rome.