
Azerbaijan OC
Official Name: Republic of Azerbaijan
Official Language: Azerbaijani
Commonly Spoken Language: Russian
Capital City: Baku
Human Name: Layla Mammedly
Birthday: 28th of May (Gemini)
Height: 165.4 cm
Weight: 65.7 kg
Usual Clothing Style: Long flowing skirts, dresses, only if they're comfortable though, tends to go overboard on accessories, namely scarves and gold. Bright colours, flaming colours and patterns and floral prints are always there.
- Has an obsession with fire.
- Converted to Islam after being under Arab rule.
- Used to be close friends with Armenia, secretly wishes they could be like that again instead of enemies.
- Salty about Russia when he goes overboard.
- Her now closest friend is Ukraine.
- Hangs out a lot with the Hetagirls and almost all ex-Soviet countries.
- Is that one mum friend.
- Loves kids and wishes she could be a normal mother, even if single.
- Cares a lot about what others think of her, specifically strangers and people she doesn't know too well.
- Very cultural, conflicted on whether she wants her country to modernize or not.
- Has started a tea club with England and China.
- Claims Spain can feel her pain about the entire culture and appearance of their people changing after being under Arabic rule.
- Calls any nation under 400 years old a baby.
- Has a love/hate relationship with wind.
- Has all the gossip on everyone and everything.
"Quotes" by her;
- "Katya, Katyusha, please, I'm begging you, don't cut your hair, it's so beautiful please- NO WHYYYYYYYYYY?!"
- "Alfred, I appreciate your help, but I would appreciate it even more if you weren't trying to get back at Ivan while you're at it."
- "Arthur, it's been forever! How have you been? Have you gotten thinner? Sit! You have to eat! No, I insist!"
- "It was perfect... And then Armenia came along."
- "Okay, so the other day, I heard that the Nordics..."
- "Nata! How could you suggest me to do such an absurd thing! *whispers* We're in public."
- "I will sing if I want to, and no, I don't care if your eardrums are bleeding."
- "Are... Are those sweets? GIVE ME-!"
- "Pretty fireeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Calm down Bella I'm not crazy."
- "I love the Moana movie. BECAUSE I'N SHINYYYYYYYYYY!"
- "YOU *beeeeeeeeeeep* SON OF A *beeeeeeeeeeep* I HOPE YOUR HOUSE COLLAPSES ON YOUR *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep* WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING *beeeeeeeeeep* Oh, Toris, honey, could you change the radio station please? Thanks.
- "Italian cuisine? Please. French? Please. Anything? Please. You haven't tried proper good food yet."
- "Sadik, look, I was there first, okay? You're the copy cat, not me."
- "I USED TO BE ONE OF THE BLUE-EYED BLONDIES, until those damn Arabs stuffed themselves in."
"Yes, I wrote a poem about dolma, and yes, it's very good. I don't see your point." (Dolma is an Azerbaijani food that is heaven- Just look it up)
- "My language is a weird mix of Russian, Arabic, Turkish, and Persian."
- *in a slurred mix of Russian/Azeri slang* "Where'smymorningteaaaaaaaaaaa"
Idk who to ship her with, though. Who do y'all think I should ship her with?
There is a drawing of her that my friend made, but this fucking wifi isn't allowing it to be presented
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