Hungary / Erzsébet Hedervary

[ PLAYER INFO ]
Name/Nickname: Jen
Age: 25
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[ CHARACTER INFO ]
Name: Republic of Hungary | Elizabeta Hedervary
Canon/Series: Axis Powers: Hetalia
Age: Old as balls. [over 1,000]
Timeline: Modern days through Economical troubles. Because of such it's left her just a bit weaker than normal.

Background/History: Of her, herself. http://hetalia.wikia.com/wiki/Hungary but of the actual history of Hungary http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/History_of_Hungary

Personality: Hungary is known as the big sister to all the Nations and often enough she plays her role rather well. Should a nation or her people be in trouble, she will do her best to comfort and offer smiles and support but often enough if a nation or any of her people become hurt, she would be the first to find who hurt them and beat them to a pulp. It's this big sisterly trait that makes Hungary an often loveable woman and spoken high of in regards to others she knows. Her homeland is vibrant and rich in scenery and history and she takes pride in that though never flaunts that she was one of the most feared people in antiquity.

In the past, Hungary was known as a ruffian child that would go out and often instill fear in the territories around her. It would be common to see the young child with bruises and bloody cuts but still with a grin upon her features for a job well done. The thrill of the hunt was something the young Hungary enjoyed the most and often brought it to her homelife where she terrorized her father figure on a daily basis. It's because of these times in her childhood, that Hungary has been known to be a rather scary and manly woman thought it could also stem to her belief that she was indeed Male and that in time her penis would grow for her and she'd finally become a full man. That- however- didn't happen... And slowly she began to morph into the woman she is in the present though still keeps a bit of those antics for wanting to be able to run carefree with the thrill of life in the outside world.

There was always one person who knew that Hungary enjoyed the aspects of an outside life and when she started to change, he became more aware that she was about to change in to something he never thought possible. Prussia and Hungary had been the best of friends in their youth. They were always together and always beating up on the small Nations around them while they also got in to trouble together. They sparred, fought, and did things most little boys would enjoy doing together. But as time continued on and their teenage years were upon them, Prussia and Hungary began to drift to a more violent relationship. Though they often quarreled, the two were on the verge of hating one another. Most of this happened when Hungary hung up her slacks for a green dress and went to live with Austria in his household. Prussia is also one of the ones to bring out the violent side of Hungary even though they were once friends. Her wrath if often executed with a swift blow to the face via her frying pan she always keeps with and it's not reserved for just Prussia. Anyone who crosses her path in a wrong way often fall victim to her frying pan.

Often if anyone mentions people that the Nation doesn't like or has a bit of a grudge against, she would turn a defensive mode on and try to hide the fact that she does care for him. Her pride often gets in the way of letting people around her know that she's worried for someone who might of wronged her. Even the worst of people often deserve a second chance time and time again and often enough Hungary is known to give them.

Though Hungary tries to present herself as a lady, there is a noticeable barrier that she puts up to hide away that she enjoys being an outside girl. Proper ladies shouldn't get dirty, she would often hear but never really listen to. The call of being out on horse back with a bow and arrow in hand brings back bittersweet nostalgia and she has often said she's been worried about getting rusty on the battlefield.

She considers a select few to be her most beloved family and while Hungary has, what seems to be, two families, she treasures the second more than the first. Her father figure is often the root of her scorn and hate for Nations that beat up on other nations since she herself was subject to mass invasions and taken over time and time again. While she wanted no part in his dastardly plans for Europe's conquest, Hungary was forced to serve him and often enough he received the blows of her hate all the way to her departure from him in 1699.But destruction breaths creation. In these early days, Hungary has shown that she has a fondness for little children and helping them, a trait she would hold on to during the second families time of illumination.

Hungary had kept some of her father's traits in the form of culture and luxury. Turkish baths are one of her favorites and she's not shy to allowing other people in. This comes from the ideal that the bath was a safe haven for all. Often enough, she had enjoyed taking a baby Italy in the bath with her and while it wasn't lady like behavior, she would shrug and coddle the child ever so lovingly. Her motherly side has been seen to come out more with Italy because she and Austria were in charge of taking care of him and raising him in the Austrian household when they were all apart of the Holy Roman Empire. Because of such, Italy holds a special place in her heart. Her crazy antics of dressing men up as girls would come out when she would present the little Italy in dresses and maid clothing much like her own. She would squeal and hug him and love on him like a doting mother or an overly happy older sister while Italy remained oblivious to the fact he was in a dress.

These sort of antics pave way to the more hidden side of Hungary that rarely shows itself, however, it seems to be known about in the Nation's world.

Hungary is a lover of gay porn. Plain and simple. Anything with handsome men getting undressed or fawning over one another is one of her utmost fantasies to see. She enjoys seeing men undress and show their body and often enough she tries to collect pictures for herself of them. Austria has, upon occasion, scolded her for the unlady like behavior that she presents when she sees him undress though she admits to herself that she just can't help it and oh so loves it. When France has been seen groping the Austrian, Hungary is a mess of blushing and gushing nose bleeds with her camera prepared and ready for snapshots which has lead her to being known as more of a pervert than France himself. The Nation tends to talk to herself in moments like these, asking God if it’s alright to be so enthralled with these antics to which she concludes that it is perfectly fine.

Skills/Special Abilities/Powers: Hungary is a bucket of history that is seen in her skills and they are as followed-
--Cooking: While Hungary had done most of the cooking in the Austrian Household, she is also skilled at mixing spices together. Her favorite being paprika.
--Archery: History had claimed that there was nothing more fearful in the ancient world than the Arrows of the Hungarians. Because of this, she is one of the most skilled nation in archery and archery on horseback. This also stems from her love for horses that she and Poland share.
--Pan Wielding: Another weapon that Hungary uses is her frying pan that she's often seen with. With it, she's able to do corpus amounts of damage to anyone who is unfortunate to find themselves on the other side of it. Mostly Gilbert, but all the Nations talk about it as if in fear. A skill that was no doubt birthed by her ability to use a sword when she was tiny and under the Ottoman Rule. Trading in the Sword for a Pan also somewhat symbolizes her maturity and growth from a violent nation to one of peace and stability when she was taken under the Holy Roman Empire.
--Understanding: Being a Nation that has had to count on others to remain alive, Hungary is sympathetic towards those who want to be their own or to those who are on their own. Since the fall of Communism, Hungary has had to be on her own and with that comes the financial strain that she didn't have to worry about so much when she was under the Holy Roman Empire, the Austrians or even the Ottoman Empire. From one struggling being to another, Hungary does her best to help those around her and because of that, she's seen as a caring and compassionate person as well as a 'big sister' type.
[ SAMPLES ]
Third Person Sample: Shopping was a trip like any other to the Nation. She was able to go out among the people and listen to the idle gossip as well as the news of the day and how her people were reacting to such. It gave her a sense of being one with her people and let's face it; a nation can only grow if it's people are willing to help it along.

Wandering along the busy streets with the bustling people, Hungary looked from shop window to shop window, taking in the prices and quality of the goods that were on sale. Hm hn. Winter was coming up. "I wonder if Roderich would like a scarf." She said to herself while she idly tapped her lip and blushed just faintly at the thought of her beloved Ex-Husband with a scarf around his neck that mimicked the color of his nation's flag. It would be so fitting and so handsome on him. She giggled and shyly looked away while fanning herself with her hand, unable to help the smile that graced her lips every time she thought about him.

So shocking that a handsome man could turn a head strong woman in to a pile of putty.

With the people starting to stare, Hungary shook her head and cleared her throat, offering an apologetic smile as she continued about her way. The winter coldness was slowly starting to settle in and it was beginning to be noticeable all the more with how bitter and chilly the air was when she would walk through the shadowed parts of the market place. Ah well. Maybe she should find a nice fabric and materials store to do some proper knitting. "It would be a nice gift.." She said to herself as she continued about her way. "Maybe I can make some for the others, too."

But how many others. She glanced up in thought while she tapped her lip. "Spain's should be easy. Greece might be tough. Italy will of course need one as will his brother. But in that aspect Germany should get one, too. Can't leave France and England out even if England's might be tough..." She muttered. Ah yes, such a wonderful Christmas it would be for them if they could all wrap up in their nation scarves and have a meal together. Though if Greece and Germany came that...no doubt meant a certain two would come.

Her happiness faltered and instantly a scowl washed over her features as she remember those two. "Hrng...I shouldn't even bother with material for those two." She huffed as she wandered in to one of the craft stores. "The gross old man would just laugh and Gilbert would no doubt burn it." She said darkly to herself while an annoying twitch and tick happened at the corner of her eye. Despite even wanting to do something TINY for them for Christmas, the possibilities of it being thrown back in her face was hardly worth the effort it seemed. And even while gathering material, the Nation took a couple extra pieces of red and black and white. "...Maybe if I have left overs...but they only get a tiny one." She huffed to herself before she turned to head to the counter to get ready to pay for her materials.

First Person Sample: [Taken from Luceti Application] [Well, this is odd, she can't believe that she has-- well-- wings.] Well- would you look at that. I would of figured that someone would have to be- ah- dead to get something like this...Unless this is another trick by England when he goes- scary Britannia Angel. [Glances up in thought on that ad taps her lips.]

Alright- well- let's see here. [Reaches behind her, or more so she tries to, to touch the feathers. Yet- she seems to be having a rather hard time trying to do that so instead, she looks like she's swinging around in half circles.] Ah! Come-on! How the heck are these suppose to be used? Darn it, now one of them itches! There has to be a manual for something like this around, doesn't there? I mean- they wouldn't just give you wings and expect you to be alright completely with something like this, right? [Groans and looks around before she sighs and rubs her forehead.]

I ah- I'm in such desperate need of help. If anyone would be so kind as to offer a bit of assistance, please? Or- a coat hanger so I may scratch some of these feathers, please? That would be rather wonderful right about now.

I swear if this is some kind of prank...an elaborate prank at that.

Really now, who just kidnaps someone and adds things to them? Well, hmm...let's see here. [Makes rather strange and strangled faces while she attempts to move any sort of muscles on her back to get the wings to move.] Aah- I didn't expect it to be this hard... S-So yes, any help would be very kindly needed, if you don't mind.

And- this might be another odd request even after asking for so much but- are there any Nations out there? Please- I'd like to know they're alright.
Notes/Questions: Nope.