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PLAYER INFO
Name/Handle: Bird
Personal Journal: None
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preussisch_blau email: dragon_quoth@yahoo.com
Current Characters: None
Player Age: 23
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CHARACTER INFO
Name: Prussia
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Canon Point: early 1967
Reference: At the Hetalia Wiki
Age: Actual age is 777, physical age is early 20s (about 23-25)
Gender: Male
Suitability: N/A, character is physically and mentally an adult
Appearance: No change from canon
Background:
Canon info on the Hetalia Wiki
Article on East Germany on Wikipedia
And I am totally willing to actually type all this out into an actual history section if so requested, but given the length of the rest of this app...
Personality:
The first thing anyone will notice about Prussia is his ego. Then again, you really can't miss that sort of ego, especially since he doesn't miss a single opportunity to remind everyone how awesome he is. (In the original Japanese, he refers to himself as ore-sama, which is a very grandiose way of speaking about oneself.)When he defeats someone, he loves to gloat about it, going so far as to want to have a portrait painted of Austria's defeated face during the War of Austrian Succession. He also teaches Germany strategies he used to defeat Austria… whilst Austria is sitting there.
However, this egotism has led to his downfall, because it blinds him to what's going on around him. Especially when he was younger, he would be so convinced he had won that he would take the time to brag before ensuring his victory, which notably ended once in Lithuania sneaking up on him and defeating him whilst all Prussia's attention was on Poland. As he's grown older, however, he has become somewhat wiser, being able to acknowledge when he might actually be in trouble, such as when Austria allies himself with France and Russia.
Not that he'd ever admit aloud to such things, because his inclination is to then cover it up. Even when he's visibly shocked or nervous, he claims to be excited. This tendency to hide how he really feels extends beyond just fear, but to sadness and depression as well. Even when he's alone, he will hide his feelings, convincing himself that he's simply too awesome for whatever it is that's causing him upset, and that he's way better off the way he is.
Around others, he is loud, brash, and can be both rude and crude to the point of creepiness. He doesn't typically stop to consider what others might think of his actions, whether it's simple teasing or tricking someone into revealing a weakness, then exploiting it. Though he has reined it in a little since his youth as the Teutonic Order and Duchy of Prussia, when he once tried to use the cloth that covered his crotch to bandage Hungary (until he discovered Hungary was actually female), he still doesn't think much of how his actions come across to others. He will still stalk Austria to try to humiliate him in front of others, for instance. Even when he's trying to express concern, he goes about it very forcefully, to the point of being extremely annoying. With Prussia, it can take physical violence to get him to settle down.
On the other hand, when he's not being creepy and rude, he can be either very annoying (if you like your peace and quiet) or extremely fun. He can become almost childishly enthusiastic about ideas, and will do his best to convince others to join in his plans. Sometimes this works, other times he needs to adjust his plans to get others to join in. However, he can be fairly charismatic -or, at the least, loud and overbearing enough that people go along with him just to shut him up- when it suits him. For better or for worse, this is not always for the most serious of situations. Prussia is more likely to lay on his 'charm' for fun and games than he is for diplomacy. Not that he can't be forceful in getting what he wants, but it seems he'd almost rather ignore the political side of life and do what he finds enjoyable, such as fighting.
He is much more used to dealing with men, even after a couple centuries of dealing with female nobility and such. He prefers to spend his time on the battlefield, which in his eyes is no place for a woman. Although he's not anywhere near as awkward as he was in his youth, he's still not quite sure how to deal with them. It confuses him that Hungary no longer wants to hunt or spar with him like she would when they were younger… yet she will then turn around and kick his arse with just a frying pan.
Despite all of these shortcomings, he is at heart a very diligent soldier. Part of this is the fact that he grew up on the battlefield, as the personification of a military order, and much of his history as an actual nation is one of military campaigns. In his heyday during the 1800s, he was a major military power in spite of having little territory or influence, few natural resources, or even an advantageous location on the Continent (as the borders of Prussia were very much political boundaries, with no defining natural borders such as mountains). Because of this, he is a genius tactician, having learned from some of the best military minds of German history, such as Friedrich II and Otto von Bismarck. He's also considered by the other nations to be a very good fighter… and perhaps a bit too eager to get into a fight if he's confident he will win.
Notably, he is said to be very punctual; he is never late for anything and when he commits to something, he is very persistent in following through. Although the best example of this is his journal writing -canonically, he has never missed a single day-, Latvia has also mentioned that he is extremely methodical… Though, the example given was looting. Apparently he checks all the drawers.
He can be serious and hard-working in other matters, although often he'll focus on his own whims instead of what others want him to do. However, when he does put his mind to something, Prussia will do his absolute best at it. The main difficulty with getting him to apply himself to work is that he can become bored very easily. With some external motivation, he can be convinced to stay on task, but lacking that he will often find something else to do instead.
Another defining positive feature of his is his loyalty. Centuries after the death of his beloved king, Friedrich II (or Old Fritz), Prussia still holds him in high regard, to the point where he prays for Fritz to watch over him and his plans.
And even if he doesn't necessarily show it in any obvious way, he does likely feel some loyalty to Germany. Then again, he spent a lot of time fighting to unite the German Confederation sans Austria, so part of it is probably wanting to protect all that invested time and effort.
Their relationship certainly isn't picture perfect. They do often get on each other's nerves, though it's obvious to see why when one considers that, despite being very similar in terms of culture and values, Prussia is much more wild, whilst Germany is as stoic and stern as one would expect someone with a diligent, hard-working nature to be. (In later canon it is implied that they do get into physical fights fairly regularly, because Prussia is hardly bothered when Germany puts him in a suplex. Likewise, Prussia has put Germany into a headlock before, which also shows that Prussia is far stronger than he looks even after his dissolution… Which would then imply that he is very physically strong during WWII. Although this has never been shown during the WWII strips and episodes in canon, it's unlikely that this sort of interaction is a very recent development.) Prussia also does things deliberately to annoy Germany.
Which is not to say he doesn't care about his brother. He definitely does, to the point of worrying if one of his pranks on Austria -faking a book on advice for dealing with a German man who has been rejected in love- could potentially cause problems for Germany. (Of course, he dismisses the notion shortly thereafter because he doesn't think Germany would be the sort, but there is the moment of, "Wait… could he have meant…?") When Germany refuses to drink beer, he becomes visibly worried that his brother is not feeling well. Although… he doesn't necessarily express this concern in the politest way; finally laughing obnoxiously at Germany in an attempt to annoy the younger nation into drinking. Perhaps the most visible sign that he does care about Germany is the fact that he's given the other nation a nickname: West. (Interestingly, this is in use prior to the Cold War, so it's unclear where this nickname comes from. Most likely it's related to the fact that Prussia was predominantly to the east of the remainder of the German Confederation and later Empire.)
Of course, canon doesn't show much between mid-WWII and the present day, so much of his actions and expression of personality has to be inferred from the actual history. By the late 1960s, Prussia puts forth a dim view of his brother and the west in general. Essentially, they are all capitalists and fascists, and he wants nothing to do with them. Which, for the record, is a complete lie. Although he is very happy to still be a nation and have duties, he rather misses West, and might even occasionally miss the other Allied powers, even if the bastards did try to kill him for good by abolishing his nation. However, such displays of emotion don't fit in with the persona he tries to project, nor would they be considered acceptable by his government. And so, out of loyalty to his government and the fact that he is still extremely awesome, even if he's merely a satellite state of the Soviet Union and only still around because Russia is having a huge pissing contest with America... He acts like he hates the west. (And, okay, they are still pretty awesome in the East no matter what anyone says about that Wall -it's very necessary to keep out the fascists!- and any stupid jokes about bananas. ...The Trabant still sucks, though. Even he will admit that.)
Because of this, although pretty much all of what was stated above about Germany still stands, he very much suppresses it. That is, when push comes to shove, Prussia will most likely stand by his brother, but it will take a while for him to warm back up to his prior levels of amicable annoyance. Presently, he finds the fact that they are related to be unsavoury at best.
As far as how he will react within the Country, his first instinct will likely be that he needs to go home. After all, in later canon it is shown that it is detrimental to the nation for their personification to be missing; and although he may not yet be aware of this fact, Prussia will still feel that it's very bad for him to not be on Earth where he belongs. Depending on the presence of other nations, however, his desire to leave may change. For example, if his brother is here with him, he will be a bit more reluctant to go home, where he has to go back to outwardly not caring about West's welfare at all.
Regardless of how long it takes him to accept being in the Country, he will be fairly curious about the place. Prussia won't have too hard a time warming up to the idea of sex being a requirement; he tends to be too impulsive and wild, so I can't picture him being an utter prude. Especially once he figures out that by having sex he'll be able to regain his strength and also attain power and position in the world. He is very much motivated by personal gain, after all.
Character Powers/Abilities/Skills:
-Prussia is very physically strong. He is stated in canon to be stronger than he looks, and official artwork shows him as able to put Germany in a headlock. Considering Germany can lift tanks... Yes. Prussia is extremely strong.
-He has a conditional sort of immortality. So long as he has a nation to represent, he only ages when certain events happen (such as a major shift in the power/status of his nation). However, canon heavily implies that when the nation dies out entirely, so does the personification (such as Rome, or the Holy Roman Empire). As to why Prussia is still around, despite there no longer being a Prussia... well, he's now East Germany, of course.
-Because of the above immortality, he heals faster than a normal human. (Though this is not heavily shown in canon, nor is the reason why explained.) However, as his life is tied to his people, political and economic turmoil is detrimental to his health.
-As far as skills, his skillset matches what his nation is known for. Thus, he excels at fighting, with weaponry ranging from swords and knives to automatic rifles. He is also a tactical genius. He has some knowledge as far as technology, science, and maths; though due to a personal lack of interest he is nowhere near as knowledgeable as his brother.
SAMPLES
First Person Sample:
::Prussia stared at the mirror once he figured out how to turn it on. It was somewhat strange, he felt; looking into a mirror to communicate. Why not just use a telephone or a radio? Although, given his experiences here already, it seemed that magic held a greater sway here than technology.
Which he hated. Seriously. Magic was bullshit. Mostly because he had no magical skill, and how was he gonna be able to fight against it here, but nevertheless...
His thoughts had left his face creased into a scowl, red eyes studying the mirror for a long moment. Then Prussia blinked, and all at once the frown was replaced with a cocksure smirk.:: Alright! Now that I've finally got this dumb thing working -and I better have, otherwise I'm gonna feel real stupid here in a minute just talking at my own reflection, but I'm way too amazing to have messed that up, so let's just ignore this-
As I was saying, the awesome me wants an answer to a very important question: Who wants to be the first to get with my incredible swoon-inducing-ness? ::His smirk widened as he said that. Yes. That was his important question. Not why was he here or how could he get home (because the first question had already been answered and the second was boring and probably everyone asked it).
He was going to get shot down miserably, wasn't he?::
Third Person Sample:
The first thing he noticed was that it was ungodly -wait, shit, no. Religion was bad, religion was the opiate of the masses or something like that- it was intolerably hot out. The sun was beating down on his face, and he was definitely going to get a sunburn if he kept laying here in the sand. Which raised the question: Where was he and how had he gotten here? It was still cold and grey back in Berlin, and there definitely was not any hot, sandy territory anywhere he could have gone to with ease. Which ruled out the idea that he'd had too much to drink last night.
Prussia groaned and sat up before opening his eyes. He brought a hand up to shield them from the glaring sun, and had a look around. The last time he'd seen this much sand was with the Afrikakorps back in the '40s, which was an experience he had not cared to repeat. Or remember. Because he wasn't supposed to have been with the military then, not as a good East German. Ugh, whatever, he'd worry about that stupid propoganda when he next saw someone from his governme-
It felt like the sand exploded nearby. He yelped and scrambled to his feet, frantically checking his pockets, coat, boots for some sort of weapon and coming up with absolutely nothing. Which was an issue, because he never went anywhere unarmed. Prussia frowned as the... monster, it seemed, he sure didn't have a better word for it, uncurled from the sand.
Fine, if it wanted a fight, he'd give it a fight! Even without a weapon, he still knew how to use his fists, and Prussia hadn't lostmuch any of his physical strength over the years! So he charged at it, ready to lay a beat-down the likes of which it had never seen before or since.
And found himself flung through the air like he weighed nothing. This was beginning to turn into a pretty unawesome day. Maybe he'd just leave this part out when he wrote his journal entry for the night... Before he had a chance to truly recover from being thrown about, a strange man showed up. Prussia watched, slightly dumbfounded, as the man fought the creature off.
His silence didn't last, for as soon as the man turned to him, he was yelling. "WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?! WHO ARE YOU, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, AND WHERE ARE MY WEAPONS?! HOW CAN I FIGHT ANYTHING WITHOUT MY WEAPONS! OF ALL THE UNAWESOME AND COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY THINGS; YOU'D THINK THAT IF WHO OR WHATEVER IS GONNA DRAG PEOPLE HERE IN THEIR SLEEP KNOWS THAT THERE ARE FREAKING MONSTERS AROUND, THEY MAYBE WOULD BE COOL AND LEAVE THE WEAPONRY ALONE!"
And no, he had no intention of letting the man get a word in edgewise, although somehow enough was said that the man did ask for his help. To which Prussia gave a resounding, "No! Send me home!"
Which happened, in a fashion, although Prussia had meant his home back on Earth and not this really insultingly small and poor looking room in a city. The man was nowhere to be seen by the time Prussia had regained his wits, and so he crossed his arms, stewing for a moment about the injustice of all this. Well, up until he got bored with that. He sneezed, then rubbed his nose in annoyance as he looked around the glorified hovel. Stupid sand.
His attention was drawn to what appeared to be a welcome gift. He tossed the note aside as he rifled through the contents. Stupid clothing that he had no intention of wearing... a mirror... massage cream? A bottle labeled to contain an endurance potion? And what was this weird little vial of oil and a burner looking thing? Prussia blinked in confusion as he put the things back. Oh, there was a piece of paper on the ground.
As he read it, his eyebrows slowly raised. They wanted him to... have sex. Right. Was this some sort of hoax? Maybe this was a trick to make him engage in all sorts ofawesome evil decadent capitalistic practises. Prussia flipped the note over, examining it, but he found no signs of it being written by anyone he knew. Of course, there were a lot of people he didn't know, but after a few centuries one could at least pick out the peculiarities of citizens of other nations. And this didn't seem like any of them.
Well, only one way to find out if this was for real or not. Use that mirror thingy to try and proposition people, of course! After all, if people had really been brought here to have sex, it had to be easy to find someone willing. "All right. Mirror. Somehow, I turn you on." Pause. Snicker. "Kesesese~! Turning on a mirror; I wonder if that counts. K'sese!"
He turned the mirror every which way, trying to figure it out. At the rate this was going, he was going to be stuck here all day! Finally, Prussia almost gave up, because this was getting nowhere, and how could he turn anyone on if he couldn't even figure out a mirror, when- Oh! Yes! Victory was, as always, belonging to the awesome him! If he were less frustrated, he would have cheered, but as it was... Well, he was beginning to develop an intense dislike for magical devices. Way too complicated. Now, telephones? Those were pretty easy.
He stared at the mirror as he pondered what to say.
Name/Handle: Bird
Personal Journal: None
Contact:
Current Characters: None
Player Age: 23
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CHARACTER INFO
Name: Prussia
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Canon Point: early 1967
Reference: At the Hetalia Wiki
Age: Actual age is 777, physical age is early 20s (about 23-25)
Gender: Male
Suitability: N/A, character is physically and mentally an adult
Appearance: No change from canon
Background:
Canon info on the Hetalia Wiki
Article on East Germany on Wikipedia
And I am totally willing to actually type all this out into an actual history section if so requested, but given the length of the rest of this app...
Personality:
The first thing anyone will notice about Prussia is his ego. Then again, you really can't miss that sort of ego, especially since he doesn't miss a single opportunity to remind everyone how awesome he is. (In the original Japanese, he refers to himself as ore-sama, which is a very grandiose way of speaking about oneself.)When he defeats someone, he loves to gloat about it, going so far as to want to have a portrait painted of Austria's defeated face during the War of Austrian Succession. He also teaches Germany strategies he used to defeat Austria… whilst Austria is sitting there.
However, this egotism has led to his downfall, because it blinds him to what's going on around him. Especially when he was younger, he would be so convinced he had won that he would take the time to brag before ensuring his victory, which notably ended once in Lithuania sneaking up on him and defeating him whilst all Prussia's attention was on Poland. As he's grown older, however, he has become somewhat wiser, being able to acknowledge when he might actually be in trouble, such as when Austria allies himself with France and Russia.
Not that he'd ever admit aloud to such things, because his inclination is to then cover it up. Even when he's visibly shocked or nervous, he claims to be excited. This tendency to hide how he really feels extends beyond just fear, but to sadness and depression as well. Even when he's alone, he will hide his feelings, convincing himself that he's simply too awesome for whatever it is that's causing him upset, and that he's way better off the way he is.
Around others, he is loud, brash, and can be both rude and crude to the point of creepiness. He doesn't typically stop to consider what others might think of his actions, whether it's simple teasing or tricking someone into revealing a weakness, then exploiting it. Though he has reined it in a little since his youth as the Teutonic Order and Duchy of Prussia, when he once tried to use the cloth that covered his crotch to bandage Hungary (until he discovered Hungary was actually female), he still doesn't think much of how his actions come across to others. He will still stalk Austria to try to humiliate him in front of others, for instance. Even when he's trying to express concern, he goes about it very forcefully, to the point of being extremely annoying. With Prussia, it can take physical violence to get him to settle down.
On the other hand, when he's not being creepy and rude, he can be either very annoying (if you like your peace and quiet) or extremely fun. He can become almost childishly enthusiastic about ideas, and will do his best to convince others to join in his plans. Sometimes this works, other times he needs to adjust his plans to get others to join in. However, he can be fairly charismatic -or, at the least, loud and overbearing enough that people go along with him just to shut him up- when it suits him. For better or for worse, this is not always for the most serious of situations. Prussia is more likely to lay on his 'charm' for fun and games than he is for diplomacy. Not that he can't be forceful in getting what he wants, but it seems he'd almost rather ignore the political side of life and do what he finds enjoyable, such as fighting.
He is much more used to dealing with men, even after a couple centuries of dealing with female nobility and such. He prefers to spend his time on the battlefield, which in his eyes is no place for a woman. Although he's not anywhere near as awkward as he was in his youth, he's still not quite sure how to deal with them. It confuses him that Hungary no longer wants to hunt or spar with him like she would when they were younger… yet she will then turn around and kick his arse with just a frying pan.
Despite all of these shortcomings, he is at heart a very diligent soldier. Part of this is the fact that he grew up on the battlefield, as the personification of a military order, and much of his history as an actual nation is one of military campaigns. In his heyday during the 1800s, he was a major military power in spite of having little territory or influence, few natural resources, or even an advantageous location on the Continent (as the borders of Prussia were very much political boundaries, with no defining natural borders such as mountains). Because of this, he is a genius tactician, having learned from some of the best military minds of German history, such as Friedrich II and Otto von Bismarck. He's also considered by the other nations to be a very good fighter… and perhaps a bit too eager to get into a fight if he's confident he will win.
Notably, he is said to be very punctual; he is never late for anything and when he commits to something, he is very persistent in following through. Although the best example of this is his journal writing -canonically, he has never missed a single day-, Latvia has also mentioned that he is extremely methodical… Though, the example given was looting. Apparently he checks all the drawers.
He can be serious and hard-working in other matters, although often he'll focus on his own whims instead of what others want him to do. However, when he does put his mind to something, Prussia will do his absolute best at it. The main difficulty with getting him to apply himself to work is that he can become bored very easily. With some external motivation, he can be convinced to stay on task, but lacking that he will often find something else to do instead.
Another defining positive feature of his is his loyalty. Centuries after the death of his beloved king, Friedrich II (or Old Fritz), Prussia still holds him in high regard, to the point where he prays for Fritz to watch over him and his plans.
And even if he doesn't necessarily show it in any obvious way, he does likely feel some loyalty to Germany. Then again, he spent a lot of time fighting to unite the German Confederation sans Austria, so part of it is probably wanting to protect all that invested time and effort.
Their relationship certainly isn't picture perfect. They do often get on each other's nerves, though it's obvious to see why when one considers that, despite being very similar in terms of culture and values, Prussia is much more wild, whilst Germany is as stoic and stern as one would expect someone with a diligent, hard-working nature to be. (In later canon it is implied that they do get into physical fights fairly regularly, because Prussia is hardly bothered when Germany puts him in a suplex. Likewise, Prussia has put Germany into a headlock before, which also shows that Prussia is far stronger than he looks even after his dissolution… Which would then imply that he is very physically strong during WWII. Although this has never been shown during the WWII strips and episodes in canon, it's unlikely that this sort of interaction is a very recent development.) Prussia also does things deliberately to annoy Germany.
Which is not to say he doesn't care about his brother. He definitely does, to the point of worrying if one of his pranks on Austria -faking a book on advice for dealing with a German man who has been rejected in love- could potentially cause problems for Germany. (Of course, he dismisses the notion shortly thereafter because he doesn't think Germany would be the sort, but there is the moment of, "Wait… could he have meant…?") When Germany refuses to drink beer, he becomes visibly worried that his brother is not feeling well. Although… he doesn't necessarily express this concern in the politest way; finally laughing obnoxiously at Germany in an attempt to annoy the younger nation into drinking. Perhaps the most visible sign that he does care about Germany is the fact that he's given the other nation a nickname: West. (Interestingly, this is in use prior to the Cold War, so it's unclear where this nickname comes from. Most likely it's related to the fact that Prussia was predominantly to the east of the remainder of the German Confederation and later Empire.)
Of course, canon doesn't show much between mid-WWII and the present day, so much of his actions and expression of personality has to be inferred from the actual history. By the late 1960s, Prussia puts forth a dim view of his brother and the west in general. Essentially, they are all capitalists and fascists, and he wants nothing to do with them. Which, for the record, is a complete lie. Although he is very happy to still be a nation and have duties, he rather misses West, and might even occasionally miss the other Allied powers, even if the bastards did try to kill him for good by abolishing his nation. However, such displays of emotion don't fit in with the persona he tries to project, nor would they be considered acceptable by his government. And so, out of loyalty to his government and the fact that he is still extremely awesome, even if he's merely a satellite state of the Soviet Union and only still around because Russia is having a huge pissing contest with America... He acts like he hates the west. (And, okay, they are still pretty awesome in the East no matter what anyone says about that Wall -it's very necessary to keep out the fascists!- and any stupid jokes about bananas. ...The Trabant still sucks, though. Even he will admit that.)
Because of this, although pretty much all of what was stated above about Germany still stands, he very much suppresses it. That is, when push comes to shove, Prussia will most likely stand by his brother, but it will take a while for him to warm back up to his prior levels of amicable annoyance. Presently, he finds the fact that they are related to be unsavoury at best.
As far as how he will react within the Country, his first instinct will likely be that he needs to go home. After all, in later canon it is shown that it is detrimental to the nation for their personification to be missing; and although he may not yet be aware of this fact, Prussia will still feel that it's very bad for him to not be on Earth where he belongs. Depending on the presence of other nations, however, his desire to leave may change. For example, if his brother is here with him, he will be a bit more reluctant to go home, where he has to go back to outwardly not caring about West's welfare at all.
Regardless of how long it takes him to accept being in the Country, he will be fairly curious about the place. Prussia won't have too hard a time warming up to the idea of sex being a requirement; he tends to be too impulsive and wild, so I can't picture him being an utter prude. Especially once he figures out that by having sex he'll be able to regain his strength and also attain power and position in the world. He is very much motivated by personal gain, after all.
Character Powers/Abilities/Skills:
-Prussia is very physically strong. He is stated in canon to be stronger than he looks, and official artwork shows him as able to put Germany in a headlock. Considering Germany can lift tanks... Yes. Prussia is extremely strong.
-He has a conditional sort of immortality. So long as he has a nation to represent, he only ages when certain events happen (such as a major shift in the power/status of his nation). However, canon heavily implies that when the nation dies out entirely, so does the personification (such as Rome, or the Holy Roman Empire). As to why Prussia is still around, despite there no longer being a Prussia... well, he's now East Germany, of course.
-Because of the above immortality, he heals faster than a normal human. (Though this is not heavily shown in canon, nor is the reason why explained.) However, as his life is tied to his people, political and economic turmoil is detrimental to his health.
-As far as skills, his skillset matches what his nation is known for. Thus, he excels at fighting, with weaponry ranging from swords and knives to automatic rifles. He is also a tactical genius. He has some knowledge as far as technology, science, and maths; though due to a personal lack of interest he is nowhere near as knowledgeable as his brother.
SAMPLES
First Person Sample:
::Prussia stared at the mirror once he figured out how to turn it on. It was somewhat strange, he felt; looking into a mirror to communicate. Why not just use a telephone or a radio? Although, given his experiences here already, it seemed that magic held a greater sway here than technology.
Which he hated. Seriously. Magic was bullshit. Mostly because he had no magical skill, and how was he gonna be able to fight against it here, but nevertheless...
His thoughts had left his face creased into a scowl, red eyes studying the mirror for a long moment. Then Prussia blinked, and all at once the frown was replaced with a cocksure smirk.:: Alright! Now that I've finally got this dumb thing working -and I better have, otherwise I'm gonna feel real stupid here in a minute just talking at my own reflection, but I'm way too amazing to have messed that up, so let's just ignore this-
As I was saying, the awesome me wants an answer to a very important question: Who wants to be the first to get with my incredible swoon-inducing-ness? ::His smirk widened as he said that. Yes. That was his important question. Not why was he here or how could he get home (because the first question had already been answered and the second was boring and probably everyone asked it).
He was going to get shot down miserably, wasn't he?::
Third Person Sample:
The first thing he noticed was that it was ungodly -wait, shit, no. Religion was bad, religion was the opiate of the masses or something like that- it was intolerably hot out. The sun was beating down on his face, and he was definitely going to get a sunburn if he kept laying here in the sand. Which raised the question: Where was he and how had he gotten here? It was still cold and grey back in Berlin, and there definitely was not any hot, sandy territory anywhere he could have gone to with ease. Which ruled out the idea that he'd had too much to drink last night.
Prussia groaned and sat up before opening his eyes. He brought a hand up to shield them from the glaring sun, and had a look around. The last time he'd seen this much sand was with the Afrikakorps back in the '40s, which was an experience he had not cared to repeat. Or remember. Because he wasn't supposed to have been with the military then, not as a good East German. Ugh, whatever, he'd worry about that stupid propoganda when he next saw someone from his governme-
It felt like the sand exploded nearby. He yelped and scrambled to his feet, frantically checking his pockets, coat, boots for some sort of weapon and coming up with absolutely nothing. Which was an issue, because he never went anywhere unarmed. Prussia frowned as the... monster, it seemed, he sure didn't have a better word for it, uncurled from the sand.
Fine, if it wanted a fight, he'd give it a fight! Even without a weapon, he still knew how to use his fists, and Prussia hadn't lost
And found himself flung through the air like he weighed nothing. This was beginning to turn into a pretty unawesome day. Maybe he'd just leave this part out when he wrote his journal entry for the night... Before he had a chance to truly recover from being thrown about, a strange man showed up. Prussia watched, slightly dumbfounded, as the man fought the creature off.
His silence didn't last, for as soon as the man turned to him, he was yelling. "WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?! WHO ARE YOU, WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT, AND WHERE ARE MY WEAPONS?! HOW CAN I FIGHT ANYTHING WITHOUT MY WEAPONS! OF ALL THE UNAWESOME AND COMPLETELY UNNECESSARY THINGS; YOU'D THINK THAT IF WHO OR WHATEVER IS GONNA DRAG PEOPLE HERE IN THEIR SLEEP KNOWS THAT THERE ARE FREAKING MONSTERS AROUND, THEY MAYBE WOULD BE COOL AND LEAVE THE WEAPONRY ALONE!"
And no, he had no intention of letting the man get a word in edgewise, although somehow enough was said that the man did ask for his help. To which Prussia gave a resounding, "No! Send me home!"
Which happened, in a fashion, although Prussia had meant his home back on Earth and not this really insultingly small and poor looking room in a city. The man was nowhere to be seen by the time Prussia had regained his wits, and so he crossed his arms, stewing for a moment about the injustice of all this. Well, up until he got bored with that. He sneezed, then rubbed his nose in annoyance as he looked around the glorified hovel. Stupid sand.
His attention was drawn to what appeared to be a welcome gift. He tossed the note aside as he rifled through the contents. Stupid clothing that he had no intention of wearing... a mirror... massage cream? A bottle labeled to contain an endurance potion? And what was this weird little vial of oil and a burner looking thing? Prussia blinked in confusion as he put the things back. Oh, there was a piece of paper on the ground.
As he read it, his eyebrows slowly raised. They wanted him to... have sex. Right. Was this some sort of hoax? Maybe this was a trick to make him engage in all sorts of
Well, only one way to find out if this was for real or not. Use that mirror thingy to try and proposition people, of course! After all, if people had really been brought here to have sex, it had to be easy to find someone willing. "All right. Mirror. Somehow, I turn you on." Pause. Snicker. "Kesesese~! Turning on a mirror; I wonder if that counts. K'sese!"
He turned the mirror every which way, trying to figure it out. At the rate this was going, he was going to be stuck here all day! Finally, Prussia almost gave up, because this was getting nowhere, and how could he turn anyone on if he couldn't even figure out a mirror, when- Oh! Yes! Victory was, as always, belonging to the awesome him! If he were less frustrated, he would have cheered, but as it was... Well, he was beginning to develop an intense dislike for magical devices. Way too complicated. Now, telephones? Those were pretty easy.
He stared at the mirror as he pondered what to say.