Natalia Arlovskaya || Belarus [COMPLETE]

[Natalia Arlovskaya]

Natalia Arlovskaya !

name: Natalia "Natasha" Arlovskaya


origination: Belarus


age: 14


grade: Freshman


social class: Middle/Lower Class


positive traits:

• Tenacious
  
• Headstrong
  
• Determined
  
• Strong; physically and emotionally as well.
  
• Resilient
  
• Confident
  
• Caring; doesn't usually show but it's there.
  
• A hard worker
  
• Passionate
  
• Strong-willed
  
• Assertive

negative traits:

• Doesn't trust people very easily.
  
• Tenacious; Vanya, I don't understand why you're running away from me...we should get married, married, married...
  
• Intimidating
  
• Impulsive
  
• Selfish
  
• Doesn't know how to show her emotions well.
  
• Violent and temperamental
  
• Extremely innocent when it comes to sex and romance; her idea of it is to marry her brother.
  
• Easily embarrassed, but more often than not lashes out at people.
  
• Obsessed with Ivan; not usually in a good way.
  
• Wears her heart on her sleeve.

likes:

[li] Her brother
[/li][li] Knowing that her brother is taken care of (which is her twisted form of marriage; she doesn't want to actually marry him -- usually -- but that is her way of showing she cares.)
[/li][li] Knives, and any sort of sharp objects; it's all in protecting braht!
[/li][li] Ribbons; a deeply guarded love of hers. She will never show outright, at least in front of other people, just how much she loves ribbons.
[/li][li] Warmth; whether from her brother or the warmth of a room is not clear.
[/li][li] Success, and being seen in a good light in front of Ivan; self-explanatory, she supposed.
[/li][li] The Occult; she has always loved hearing ghost stories and seeing other people be frightened by it <3
[/li][li] Playing pranks; and this usually consisted of popping up behind people while they were talking to her Vanya.
[/li][li] People touching her hair; this is only if she trusts you. And it's hard to gain her trust.
[/li][li] Vodka, and any sort of alcoholic drink.
[/li][li] Being paid attention to; as the youngest sister, she often soaked up any sort of attention she could get.
[/li][li] Fluffy creatures; they seem to be the only things who aren't afraid of her. Especially cats.
[/li][li] People running away from her; it amuses Natalia greatly.
[/li][li] Someone relying on her.
[/li][li] Getting what she wants; she knows how to use her beauty to get it.
[/li][li] Smoking; only on occasion.
[/li][li] Being the leader.
[/li][li] Any sort of sweets; it's one of her weaknesses.
[/li][li] Dressing up.
[/li][/ul]


dislikes:

• Being startled; she will kill you if caught off guard.
  
• Overly hot weather; she hates it when her hair gets messed up.
  
• People touching her; the only one who is allowed to do that is Vanya (and people she trusts)!
  
• Losing things
  
• Anyone who makes her Vanya cry or upset; you are on her hit-list from then on. Be sure to never walk alone.
  
• Bugs; she will try to violently stab to death any sort of insect that crosses her path.
  
• Being ignored.
  
• Being vulnerable.
  
• People running away from her; there are times where she needs to have someone with her.
  
• Hangovers.
  
• Drugs; cigarettes don't count, with her.
  
• Having to step down from an authority role; she hates bowing down to anyone.
  
• Maria; that bitch is going down for stealing her Vanya!

history:

Natalia was born into an upper middle class family in Minsk, Belarus – she grew up being surrounded by axes and knives and various sharp objects. Her father was a blacksmith, and he would always show her what he was making and how he was doing it. Natalia was fascinated with the knives, becoming an unhealthy obsession for her from the time she was small. Her parents didn’t seem to notice that she often slipped the smaller knives into her dress and pointed them at the children her age, just because she could. She found it was a way to get what she wanted without question, and didn’t seem to understand why the children ran away from her. Natalia just shrugged it off, content to be around knives. Her parents didn’t suspect a thing; she acted innocent in front of them.

She collected knives, and even began to make her own alongside her father. It was the only thing that she did that made her happy and occupied, as she did not have any siblings. Being a well-known family in Minsk as blacksmiths, it was only a matter of time until Natalia received an invitation to attend Victorious Academy in England. She threw a fit, not wanting to leave her collection of knives, but her father persuaded her to go – to have a better education, he said – and after some whining, Natalia was able to store away her knives in her bag.

Upon arriving at Victorious, she was bored. Extremely. There was nothing for her to do except toss knives at the local wildlife. At least until she saw Ivan; she immediately fell hard and fast for him. Her way of affection was to follow after him and demand marriage – she was fairly innocent when it came to sexual and romance matters, and didn’t understand why Ivan ran away from her. Natalia just persisted, especially after she realized that Ivan was pining after Maria.

Let’s just say that Natalia had made her life at Victorious interesting.



sample post:

Natalia hummed as she gripped the hammer in her gloved hands, peering down at her half-completed project. Tapping it against her shoulder, she tilted her head and contemplated on what to change. The edge of it looked as though it needed to be ironed out a little more, and the tip needed to be sharper.

A grin curled her pale lips and mischief flashed through her dark eyes. She couldn’t wait to show this to her baćka*! Natalia laughed softly and swept up her platinum hair into a messy bun, not really caring for what it looked like – as long as she could get her work done.

Bending over her work again, Natalia smiled genuinely as she focused. Welding a knife had always been her favorite part; something about shaping the blade made it entirely her own. She loved her knives dearly, and usually didn’t notice that it was bordering on obsession. Her parents had made no remarks as to why she was spending so much time in the smithy, but it made her happy.

She was so engrossed in her work – dy*, dy, the blade was shaping out nicely – that her father had to slam the door twice to get Natalia to look up curiously. She raised an eyebrow and set down the machine, slipping a glove off to wave her hand. “What is it, baćka?” she asked, tossing her head to get the loose hair out of her face.

“You have a letter, Natalya,” her father rumbled, holding out a crisp white letter.

Natalia’s eyes flicked down to it and glanced back up at him, before taking it and opening it…to find an invitation letter to that academy in England her father had wanted her to go to.

“…Oooh,” she said softly, not sure how to feel.
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Baćka = Papa
Dy = Yes

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