~Anorexic America Bio~Name: Alfred FranklinMore Like This
Appearance: Clothing-wise, he prefers to wear baggy shirts/sweatshirts to cover his 'fat'. His complexion is very pale and his blue eyes are somewhat dull. For some reason he usually has a fearful expression in place.
Sexual Preference: Pansexual
Representation: None, Human AU.
Catch Phrase: "Don't worry.." "Leave it alone."
Personality: After being ridiculed most of his life about his weight by both strangers and family, Alfred finally decided to put a stop to it. At first it started out as simply dieting, then not eating all together. But that wasn't enough for Alfred. The beginnings of Anorexia soon led to bulimia, which he viewed as a perfect solution. He hopes that with every action he takes, he'll hate himself less and less.
He doesn't go out to restaurants and is rather Introverted.
~Model America Bio~Name: Alfred "Tulip" JonesMore Like This
Alfred stands at 5 feet, 7 inches an has locks of soft golden blonde hair that coil about the nape of his neck and spike out slightly in quite a few places. His body is much more feminine than the average adult male, giving him a slender figure. His wardrobe consists of things that seem to be the latest fashion and it's rare that you will find him in casual jeans and a hoodie. If ever. Alfred is usually seen promoting new outfits by wearing them. So think of things more along the lines of shorts, skirts, leggings, skinny jeans, and blouses. He's not a huge fan of heels and will only wear them if something or a photoshoot demands it.
He's rather energetic and loves to be in front of the camera, center of attention at all times. He started off rather shy once he got into the business, and still gets shy when certain outfits are requested of him. Like most models, he has his diva moments. But for the m
For Ivan Braginski LoversMore Like This
You sweep the large ball room of Ivan Braginski's (AKA Russia) house. You work as a maid in his household. Ivan allows you to play music as you work. You have you iPod hooked up to your little speakers at the other end of the ball room. Suddenly the song changes to "Once Upon a December" from the Anastasia movie. You smile. Yu've always loved this song, even though you know the sad story of Anastasia. You sway slightly to the music and start to sing.
"Dancing bears, painted wings," You sing, "Things I almost remember." Ivan steps into the door, hearing the music. He knows this song. He stands there silently as you continue to sing and dance.
"And a song someone sings, once upon a december," You sing, waltzing as if someone was dancing with you, "Someone holds me safe and warm. Horses prance through a silver storm. Figures dancing gracefully..."
"Across my memory," He sings, joining in and startling you. You stop the music, blushing.
"I'm sorry Mr. Braginski. Was the music too loud? Did