Out-Of-Character: ?((Hello! I'm Kaye! I'm 17 and I hail from the Western coast of the US, as such, I run on PST (so my time zone leads me to be on weird hours). I love lots of things, like roleplaying, Hetalia, history, and SQUID STICKS))
Country/Province/State/City: Cyprus (Kypriakī́ Dīmokratía) ((Note: Not to be confused with the de facto state on the northern side of the island -- the Turkish Rebulic of Northern Cyprus, which is governed by Turkey and is a seperate character in the Hetalia universe!))
Human First and Last Name: Costas Georgiou
Role-Play Sample: The rather tired man pushed his chair away from the desk, feeling the urge to throw this paperwork across the room. Turkey was hassling him again, and Germany and the other EU members were breathing down his neck about his failing economy. Costas, the human representation of Cyprus, was tired of doing paper work and dealing with phone calls and above all, dealing with the other European powers. Glancing at the clock, he sighed, shutting off his laptop and standing up, not even bothering to change as he fell into his bed, wanting nothing more then to sleep. However, not even a minute later, his phone began to ring and he groaned, dragging himself up to answer it. He sighed, "It's 3 in the morning, what do you need?"
