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These eyes went bad trying to see life.
God, I'm drunk and I fell on the knife.
Created on 2009-01-13 18:00:26 (#18032084), last updated 2009-03-24
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1487912 : Ivan Braginsky SERIES : Axis Powers Hetalia AGE : 32 SPECIES & GENDER : Human male / the nation of Russia OCCUPATION : Police sergeant RESIDENCE : Elysium, Anatoly's house PERSONALITY : Ivan comes off at first like a great big teddy bear. He speaks with sweet, affectionate tones and displays an interest in being everybody's friend. His approach can be clingy and stifling, if not downright terrifying, because no matter how kind he is trying to be, there is an underlying need that tends to come through. And through his need, a possessiveness. A desire to have and to keep everyone he can get his hands on. He wants everyone to love him so much, more than anything else in the world. If they don't love him, he gets angry. If they do love him, he hurts them anyway. He can't help himself. The best way that he knows to keep people with him is to cripple them so they can't run away. APPEARANCE : Standing at 6'0" (182 cm) with a wide build which he claims is due to his big bones, Ivan is the tallest of his kind and an imposing figure. His is a body that is very much used to manual labor: strong arms, thick legs, and the hard stomach that comes from so many years of digging graves and canals with only a shovel. His face is anything but hardened, however. Boyishly round and rosy-cheeked, it lends itself to joviality and easy smiles. Constant smiles. In fact, there is hardly a moment when Ivan isn't smiling. At a close inspection, though, these smiles do not reach his violet eyes. In the end, the effect can be disconcerting. But if one ignores that, Ivan is not at all unpleasant to look upon. His pale blonde hair is a little shaggy and outgrown but he keeps himself clean, taking care that his uniform is especially neat and respectable. Because he feels a constant chill, he always wears a thick scarf around his neck. ABILITIES : Raw physical strength is his greatest ability. Humans and nations alike are often beaten into submission while he endures, immune to their illnesses and their wars. When people come up against him, they almost always fall. This is especially true in the winter. The cold lends him power; he seems even stronger in it, or maybe his enemies are weakened by it. Maybe both. A chill even follows him into warm places, and his skin is icy to the touch no matter the season. At this point in time, killing him is impossible. Someone strong enough might be able to beat him bloody, but his rate of recovery is staggering. EXPANDED : canon history & false memories • relationships • permissions • player |  |
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