Discedo - Germany
Name: AnNika
LJ: ttanna6
E-Mail: anime_leet [at] hotmail [dot] com
IM: Maypie Lord
Characters played at Discedo: Luke Triton & Itoshiki Nozomu
Character's Name: Germany (Ludwig)
Series: Axis Powers Hetalia
Timeline: Present
Canon Resource Link: The awesome which is Wikipedia: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germany
And the awesome which is the Hetalia wiki: http://hetalia.wikia.com/wiki/Ludwig
Personality:
First and foremost, Germany is a serious guy. He doesn't like to joke around, and dislikes things going astray. He's bossy and strives for order and perfection, and is possibly one of the bluntest men you will ever meet.
Bringing the serious nature in to the light doesn't take much. Throughout the comic series Germany is seen bossing Italy around to do things--plant bombs in enemy territory, wear pants after waking up, and following intense training programs Germany puts the poor pasta-lover through. As for bluntness, he's really not afraid to call somebody out on something, so asking him how he likes your shirt could be a questionable inquiry; the answer will likely be exactly how he feels about it--good or bad. Germany can be pretty mean when he wants to be, too--the first comic of the main story, he's immediately displayed as a bossy, organized nation when he yells at the entire meeting to, essentially, 'shut the hell up so we can get started'. He's the always-on-time sort of guy.
On the topic of order, he does put a lot of it to good use. Something his nation is well known for is the practice of recycling in order to make a cleaner world. Germany has a strong belief in the importance of education, as well. It's not considered boasting to go out telling everyone and their dog that you have a Ph.D. in Shoe Polishing, but an excellent time for him to strike up a conversation about the importance of Education--or what shoe polish works best on leather. Other important conversation topics the environment, religion, and mechanics, all of which are appropriate, serious topics that can be discussed in even the airiest environment. On top of being orderly, Germany is a perfectionist. He wants to see things go exactly. as. planned. He understands that something is going to go wrong no matter what he does, but nevertheless strives to see that utopia which is flawlessness. He can be a pessimist, too, and if he hears somebody's plan to make an invention, his answer will not be "Oh! How innovated" but "That isn't going to work because..." and tell you why you are wrong. Refer back to "How Germany likes your shirt" for repetitive details.
Germany is pretty serious, but that doesn't mean he's made of nails. He has a softer side to him. He adores dogs, and has three of them, and loves beer--a third of the world's breweries are located in Germany, after all. He cares for his brother, Prussia, in a rough sort of way, and back when he was alive, the two would frequently go drinking together. Earlier stated, Germany has a strong religious ground, quite possibly because his nation was founded upon the Holy Roman Empire--mind, it is not canonly stated that Germany is the Holy Roman Empire as an adults, although it is accepted he is, and simply acquired amnesia of his youth.
He also has an affection for Italy, a lot of it due to the two nations having a lot of history together, and very similar history in general. Germany and Italy are canonly depicted sharing a bed every so often, and Germany more often that not cares for Italy. Okay, so that's all fine and dandy, but there's a key point in this whole relationship on Germany's part: He is so awkward about it. Because of massive cultural differences between the Italians and the Germans, the relationship can be.... confusing. Italy is constantly giving Germany gifts such as good luck underwear (which they both have) and making him presents such as the poster that expressed Italy and Germany as friends. Both of these ideas Germany went along with, the first involved an underwear mix up, and the other he had to yell at Italy for putting up over nine thousand. Then, in one comic, Italy is scared by his older brother, Southern Italy, into thinking that Germany really did not like him--it explained his abusive behavior, right? Italy dashes (idiotically over the Swiss boarders) to Germany's house, busts into his shower as Germany is taking the shower, and Italy, half foaming at the mouth, runs up to him (did I mention he has no pants on?) screaming "Germanyyy! Do you like me!?" Now, yes, it was stated earlier that if you asked Germany if he liked your shirt, he would answer straight-up and honestly. Here? It ended up differently, but why is that you ask?
WELL! In fact, in the Germany language, there are very few words of endearment, and certain actions can be declared as romantically affectionate which might not be in other cases. To say "This is my friend" in German implies that said friend is actually your girl/boyfriend; as such, keep to the "this is my acquaintance" when introducing your buddies. In another (very extensive) comic strip/page--three pages actually, on Valentine's day Italy gifts Germany is a thing of roses. Giving any sort of a gift on Valentine's implies romantic feelings, AND SO BEGINS THE EPIC FAIL WHICH IS THE GERMAN LOVE AFFAIR. Germany takes to the books in attempt to--yet again--perfect the relationship that he suddenly believed Italy and himself to be in. He spends more time with Italy in a friendly mannerism, and goes through a ridiculous process of exactly what the book says. At the end of it, Germany fails so hard and is so... utterly embarrassed that he literally breaks.
Earlier, it was mentioned in this personality that it was accepted that Germany was the Holy Roman Empire after its collapse with amnesia. Shortly after breaking, Germany has a brief illusion of his lost childhood, and a young man who looked exactly like the little Italy from years ago.
What your character can offer: Germany is an organized man, who will more than likely try to clean up the city. He's strict, but very kind, and perhaps the most honest man you could ask for an opinion
What items will they be bringing with them? His usual uniform, gun & bullets, and a normal set of clothes
Third-Person Sample:
"Uguu! This sausage is disgusting."
"Stop complaining and eat. It tastes fine."
And so goes the typical meal between Italy and Germany. By now, it was a custom for the pasta lover to complain over whatever meal Germany made, and if this conversation didn't happen, clearly the Italian was ill.
Despite the constant complain, Germany still made the meals as often as he could. He enjoyed the sausage--or rather wurst, as it was called in the German language--and thought it excellent that a food could taste as fine, be as hearty, and still make no waste of the pig if was made out of.
So he made it in hopes that one day the Italian would not reject, but enjoy the meal as much as Germany did. He often planned the scenario out as he prepared it, but as soon as it was finished would come to the realization: it was an impossibility.
He took another bite of his food, and glanced over to see if his companion was even considering the meal set out in front of him. He wasn't: instead, Italy had his head rested on the dinner table, half mumbling, half singing about pasta as he normally did. Germany could only close his eyes and let out an agitated sigh. Italy was well as ever, and things were going just as they always would. For Germany? This was a successful day, even if nothing went according to plan.
"Italy, eat your food so you can make desert." He took to cutting his wurst. The Italian lifted his head.
"Hu-uh?"
"If you finish your meal, you can make dessert."
It took a moment for the words to process, and Germany took another bite of his meal. Then it set in, and Italy lit up. "Vee! I won't let you down!" and took eagerly to his "disgusting" meal. Germany watched a moment, thoughtless, and peacefully finished his own meal.
First-Person Sample:
[There's a light grunt, and Germany grumbles to himself a moment--]
What's going on? Ita-- [An thus begins a chilling silence.] How could this--
'Use this.' [he fumbles with it... and turns it on. There's a silence before he starts up.]
Italy! France! Somebody: Report in! Ber--Fran... I've been attacked and I need back up now!
[A tense pause. This looks vaguely familiar to him. He's speaking more to himself]
This should be over now. I paid my dues, how am I still paying in lives?!