Vatheon Application
[ Player Name ] : London
[ Personal LJ ] : thetrollprince
[ Age ] : 19
[ Timezone ] : EST
[ Other Characters ] : Orihara Izaya
[ Character's Name ] : Norway (Nikoli - unofficial human name)
[ Character's Age ] : Around a 1,000 years old (unless you want to count the caveman days...); appears to be 19-21
[ Series ] : Axis Powers Hetalia (technically now Hetalia: World Series but...whatever)
[ Canon Point ] : Modern Day Norway (Late 2011)
[ History ] :
Nordic History
History of Norway
Norway
Norse Mythology
Hetalia: Norway's History with Denmark
Hetalia: Norway's History with Other Countries
Hetalia: Norway
|Brief Cap on History|
Norway started to first be seemingly established in a more domestic way through the art of Viking. That's right, Denmark and Norway are famous for their vikings and tendency to raid and rule the ocean out of fear~. Well, somewhat.
Norway is also known for its Norse Mythology of trolls, dwarves, fairy like creatures, gods, goddesses, and things of the nature.
It wasn't until the 11th century that the Kingdom of Norway was officially established. Rather than be founded on a bunch of vikings who liked to trade or steal. Whatever was more convenient at the time...
During the Black Death, Norway really suffered and declined pretty drastically but eventually got back up on its feet.
Norway and Denmark shared an alliance of 400 years in which was also known as the Kalmar Union.
Was neutral during the two world wars.
Capital: Oslo
Population: 4,660,539
Area: 323,802 sq km
Official Language: Norwegian
Very cold. Bring a sweater. There's mountains and polar bears and trolls everywhere. I mean, mountains and polar bears.
[ Personality ] :
Norway is often seen as being a very stoic, blank character. He typically remains impassive and calm during the majority of situations he finds himself in. Though around his friend Denmark, he tends to show more aggravation and annoyance- though Denmark seems to be able to ignore that. Or maybe he's just enough of an idiot that he remains perfectly oblivious to Norway's otherwise blatant dislike of him. On the other side, Norway's relationship with his younger brother, Iceland, is often seen as proud and protective. Norway remains impassive towards Iceland but there are obvious suggestions of his tenderness and care for the younger nation.
Norway is a very reclusive, quiet individual who more or less tends to keep from himself. One might consider him to be somewhat pretentious as to how he occasionally looks down on other nations for their ridiculous behavior. Not to mention, if you go to Norway, you might as well bring all your money with you because of how expensive it is. Norway has a very established sense of being, polite, though never will let that get in the way from glowering at someone who's being a complete moron. He can be known to be somewhat shy though never in the direct sense of the word. Denmark has said that he usually shows his embarrassment through abuse (of Denmark). There is also a suggested idea that Norway is incredibly observant of his surroundings, particularly when Prussia had been attempting to get photographs of all of the Nordic countries and Norway apparently caught him trying to get a picture of him.
Norway isn't a completely known character though his icy disposition is trademark. He is perfectly able to be gentle when the right time comes and is very mythical due to the strong history of Norse mythology. He is often seen with his nisse or a troll or other mythical creatures but doesn't seem to be as oddly inclined to speak and gush over them as England might with his own mythical set of creatures. Instead, he acknowledges them with silent respect. He tends to be neutral during most fights in the world but can be brutal and independent when he must be- especially due in part to his Viking history.
[ Strengths/Weaknesses ] :
Norway is incredibly observant of his surroundings, which makes him difficult to surprise or attack. Which is obviously quite a strength for a country.
In speaking of country, Norway is a country personified. His strength and weaknesses reflect that of the state of his country- which in and of itself could be considered a weakness. When the country suffers economically or even through things like the Black Death, Norway feels it and he feels it hard.
In the same respect, being a country practically makes Norway immortal. While there can be a downfall of the country- it is unlikely that he could actually be killed. Instead, he'd more than likely be dissolved and forgotten as a country altogether. He would disappear.
Being a country, he has a huge history and thus making him very multi-talented and cultural. He is very much bilingual and a practiced fighter. He can most certainly stand his own ground.
One of his faults could easily be his union with Denmark- a rather controlling nation. But on the same side, it could also be considered a strength to have such an alliance.
He has no effective superpowers though he is considered to be pretty mythical. This is mostly in due part to Norse Mythology but he is often seen with Norse creatures and has been suggested to be able to practice light magic.
His snarky and distant attitude can probably be pretty offsetting to other people, making it a little difficult to get close to him as a personal friend.
[ Other Important Facts ] :
Don't fuck with the troll, bro.
[ Sample ] :
Prose
Before him stretched a land of white. The bitter of winter stung his face and hardened the tips of his hair with ice. It would be a long, long journey on the night of a blizzard like this and there was no doubt that he was exhausted. But this had to be done and this had to be done now. Beside him stood the tall, hardened nation of Denmark, who looked just as frozen as he but stood with his ever-present smile that radiated warmth similar to how the sun might. Only for a moment though before Norway looked away, his body hunched up to maintain warmth. He would not shiver. They had only just begun.
"You ready?" Denmark asked, slamming his hand into the center of Norway's back, jerking the nation somewhat and he shot Denmark a filthy glare. Bastard. But regardless, he nodded stiffly. Denmark didn't need to even look his way to know what the Nordic nation had indicated. Instead, he walked out through the field and Norway was quick to follow.
--
"F-fu-fuh--fuhre-ezing.." Denmark muttered, his voice clipped and trembling from his shivering. Norway didn't respond but was no better off. His entire body shook violently and his arms were bundled around his body. He felt weak, so much weaker than he ever recalled being and he kept stumbling through the snow. It had melted through his boots and thick clothing a while ago and he just wanted to stop. They had faced hard times before but it never made it that much easier when they had to again. Norway wanted to walk behind Denmark- the huge nation would have easily blocked some of the harsh wind and snow. But Norway would not do that. He would not depend on the other nation for simple protection. He was better than that and he knew that Denmark was suffering just as much.
"Per-perhaps," Norway said and stopped, not allowing himself to speak further if he was going to stutter like a child. A tremor went through his body and he knew that he had no real choice.
"Perhaps w-we should t-try and...find sh-shelter, Danmark," Norway suggested through clattering teeth. Denmark peered over his shoulder and down at the other nation, stopping suddenly.
"What's this? You're giving up already?" Denmark insinuated, smirking, but Norway could see it. He could see the relief in Denmark's eyes at the suggestion. Norway rose a hand and whipped it out. However, due to his weakness and current state, Norway's slap to Denmark's face was no stronger than a gentle caress.
"Don't be such a moron. We can't go on like this," Norway argued, flustered, and dropped his hand. Denmark stepped towards the frozen nation and suddenly wrapped a secure arm around Norway, earning a surprised grunt from him.
"Ah, you are a lot smaller than me too. Poor Norway," Denmark chortled, earning a hiss of dislike from Norway. Bastard, bastard, son of a bitch bastard! He should have never offered! What had he been thinking? They could have made it. They could have made it a few hundred more yards before finally collapsing out of exhaust. And then what would Denmark have said? He would have regretted not stopping.
Surprisingly, Denmark's hold on him tightened and he could feel the other relax somewhat. "I think there's some trees over there."
It was quiet but it was enough. Denmark had taken his request seriously. Denmark still wasn't a complete idiot. Norway nodded jerkily and wrenched himself out of Denmark's hold. The blizzard had picked up even worse than before and Norway had to look this way and that before he found the line of trees. Pine trees, thank heavens. He squinted and surged forward, barely able to walk through the strong wind. He could feel Denmark suddenly behind him, pushing him forward with that incredible strength of his that sufficed through the wind.
Norway whipped his head around to yell at the Dane, to tell him off and that he didn't need his help, damn it! But the look on the Dane's face cut him off instantly. There was nothing but sheer determination on his face, a look that was only there because of their hundreds of years of a bounded relationship. A dedication that entailed Denmark's protection over Norway. Norway looked ahead again and for the sake of Denmark, tried to keep steady and fast as much as possible. The moment they broke into the woods, Norway had never been happier in his life to collapse.
Action
Under a different journal but Norway nonetheless
First Person | Entry
[A very much stiff and annoyed looking Norway is staring directly into the camera. His nose is wrinkled and mouth twisted into a sneer. Someone isn't happy.]
Apparently Prussia finds it hilarious to try and prank me.
[Huff.]
Apparently he thinks I'll just stand there and take it.
[CROSSING HIS ARMS NOW.]
Well, Prussia, you are wrong. Do you even understand the circumstances that you'll face if you try and mess with me? Do you even have the ability to comprehend how much I will haunt your life? You will never sleep soundly again- I will destroy the very fiber of your confidence.
[His face darkens considerably and when he stands up, it is then shown that Prussia had ironed his face over the crotch of Norway's pants. All of his pants.]
[ Questions? Comments? Concerns? ] :
Nothinnng at all.