NottaLottaAcres (NoLoRes) | Amelia Grania Johnson
Dec 10, 2013 0:58:06 GMT
Post by xikora on Dec 10, 2013 0:58:06 GMT
Johnson, Amelia G.  NoLores Amelia USA 16 FEMALE UNSURE LYRIC OR QUOTE OF ONE LINE APPEARANCE 5'4 126 PALE RED LONG BLUE NoLoRes is almost average height, though still a bit on the shorter side, brushing around 5'4. Although she's not necessarily the tallest micro nation, she does have fairly strong build, having gained strength from farmwork. She doesn't quite show the thinness of severe famine like some of the other micronations, having a decently plentiful farm. She's pretty fair-skinned with a healthy sprinkling of freckles across her face, shoulders, and arms. A long, narrow brown birthmark runs down her arm, which is representative of the grain silo on her land. Her red hair has grown out to quite a length, though she keeps it in two braids. She normally prefers wearing denim overalls, especially in the spring and summer-and really, not much else. Sometimes she'll be convinced to put a shirt on underneath, and she's started to do so a bit more frequently with the growing appearance of a bust, especially when one of the straps has lost a button. She still doesn't really like wearing socks and shoes though. The pockets in her overalls tend to have holes in them and are full of chicken feed, so it's not unusual to find her by the chicken feed trail she leaves behind and a chicken or few following her. LYRIC OR QUOTE OF ONE LINE PERSONALITY NoLoRes is more or less your standard farmgirl, and a tough one at that. She can be a bit obsessive over military and foreign policy, constantly tweaking the former and trying to make improvements, while with the latter, she there's usually flux between her making equal or more number of enemies as she has allies (sometimes without entirely explaining why). This obsessive focus often stunts her cultural growth, unfortunately, so culture and creativity becomes most prominent in government things: redesign on the flag and coat of arms, the anthem, and currency. She has a tendency to be a bit on the ignorant side, such as refusing to believe in the existence of global climate change. For whatever reason, she has an Irish Brigade (so, Irish-only) despite any actual Irish links being either questionable or nonexistent. She's pretty active, and when she's not farming, she's often scouting out the perimeters or testing out new potential military strategies. Ever since the micros had to start fending for themselves, this militant attitude has only increased, and she's determined to keep her people-and her chickens-safe from harm. She's overall a bit rough-and-tumble, tomboyish, but tries to keep the best interests of her people in mind. EXTRA |
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[/ul]✔-CHICKENS
✔-OUTDOORS
✔-CORN
✔-IRISH PRIDE
✔-POLICY
✔-METALURGY
✖-COYOTES
✖-DEEP WATER
✖-AUSTENASIA
✖-NEMKHAVIA
✖-VATICAN CITY
✖-dislike
♪-RESOURCEFUL
♪-TOUGH
♪-GREEN THUMB
♫-JUDGMENTAL
♫-CULTURE
♫-IGNORANT
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Before the plague, NoLoRes was officially born as NottaLottaAcres, having been found as a toddler when she was playing with some of the chickens on the property but with no family in sight to claim her. Taken in by the family, she adapted well to farm life, and would often play military drills with the son (who happened to be the chancellor in charge of the military) and help him with hunting down predators (like foxes). Due to one particular incident when they were playing naval strategy on the pond, she almost drowned, so the navy was abolished (not to mention it wasn't getting a ton of attention anyway). Although she is very rooted in family ties (at least for her human family), she seems to be a bit more comfortable around animals, particularly chickens.
On top of military drills in terms of strategy, she's also well-trained with handling firearms from a history of hunting and defending the grounds from predators. If caught without a firearm, she'll likely be ready with a pitchfork. She's also explored the grounds quite a bit, and happened across a 100-foot grain silo (which is represented by the birthmark on her arm), which is where a good deal of food for consumption, trade, and feed gets stored, and happens to be the highest point on her land.
After the plague, NoLoRes emerged from the plague as one of the stronger ones, already equipped with a farm and some defensive abilities. With the farm, she was not only able to provide food for her own nation, but also expand outward with trade networks-particularly trading chicks, eggs, and feed. Furthermore, she's taken up an interest in metals and metalcrafting-this could be due to the necessity of rationing ammo, the need to repair farm tools, etc. Her resources attractive, ten acres expanding for more farmland, and an increasing amount of help required to make up for the lack of machinery (as gasoline and batteries are strictly rationed and sometimes nonexistent) and defense, refugees flocked to their land, suffering from starvation and lack of shelter. NoLoRes agreed to allow them to set up a homestead, so long as it didn't impede on growing space, they pulled their weight and contributed to the community, and stayed in the community for nearly a year unless kicked out (the last requirement put in place to lessen the likelihood of spies and robbers, and to attract genuine homesteaders).
Becoming more of a legit nation now, she changed her name to something a bit more serious-NottaLottaAcres (which was a contrary name at this point anyway) became NoLoRes, taking parts of her previous name to form the new one. Presently, her nation is in pretty decent shape. Although reasonably strict, it has good resources and benefits from good trade, with allies like Molossia to help things along with a courier system, and with conscription laws included in the constitution, most of the adults are trained to work as a militia whenever the borders seem threatened. With focuses allocated more so towards survival and defense, the nation still remains as a rather practical one, so most art outside of the nationalist sphere hasn't quite taken root yet.
On top of military drills in terms of strategy, she's also well-trained with handling firearms from a history of hunting and defending the grounds from predators. If caught without a firearm, she'll likely be ready with a pitchfork. She's also explored the grounds quite a bit, and happened across a 100-foot grain silo (which is represented by the birthmark on her arm), which is where a good deal of food for consumption, trade, and feed gets stored, and happens to be the highest point on her land.
After the plague, NoLoRes emerged from the plague as one of the stronger ones, already equipped with a farm and some defensive abilities. With the farm, she was not only able to provide food for her own nation, but also expand outward with trade networks-particularly trading chicks, eggs, and feed. Furthermore, she's taken up an interest in metals and metalcrafting-this could be due to the necessity of rationing ammo, the need to repair farm tools, etc. Her resources attractive, ten acres expanding for more farmland, and an increasing amount of help required to make up for the lack of machinery (as gasoline and batteries are strictly rationed and sometimes nonexistent) and defense, refugees flocked to their land, suffering from starvation and lack of shelter. NoLoRes agreed to allow them to set up a homestead, so long as it didn't impede on growing space, they pulled their weight and contributed to the community, and stayed in the community for nearly a year unless kicked out (the last requirement put in place to lessen the likelihood of spies and robbers, and to attract genuine homesteaders).
Becoming more of a legit nation now, she changed her name to something a bit more serious-NottaLottaAcres (which was a contrary name at this point anyway) became NoLoRes, taking parts of her previous name to form the new one. Presently, her nation is in pretty decent shape. Although reasonably strict, it has good resources and benefits from good trade, with allies like Molossia to help things along with a courier system, and with conscription laws included in the constitution, most of the adults are trained to work as a militia whenever the borders seem threatened. With focuses allocated more so towards survival and defense, the nation still remains as a rather practical one, so most art outside of the nationalist sphere hasn't quite taken root yet.
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