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Name: Ivan Braginsky | The nation who later will be Russia. He's taken from the late 1300s, so his current name is Grand Duchy of Moscow
Canon: Axis Powers Hetalia
Canon Medium: Comics
Age: about 500 | 6
Gender/ Sex: Male
Canon History: You know what sucks? Being born to a cold, lonely land that only gets visited by other people when they want to raid or conquer you.
Born in the vast northern land of the most eastern part of Europe, the first thing that Ivan can remember is the cold. The next is the presence of his sisters. He has vague memories of meeting Sweden when he was really small, when he first came into being. Then, in his early years, he lived alone but frequently spent time with his sisters ...until the Golden Horde started to invade, and the Tatar Yoke began. Currently, he lives under Tartar's rule, dependent but with relative freedom: He can walk around as he pleases, and only gets occasional, devastating visits to his land from his oppressor when he doesn't pay his tributes.
Despite already being a couple of hundred years old, he has never travelled to a place farther away than his immediate neighbours' houses (with the exception of Tatar's house), and hasn't met a lot of nations. It is shown that he knows his sisters, the Golden Horde/Tartar, Denmark, Sweden, Teutonic Order, General Winter and Lithuania personally. He has probably heard about most of the other European nations, but I would doubt that he has met many, if any, of the canon ones.
Canon Point: Late 1300s.
Personality: Upon meeting him first, Ivan looks like a nice child: friendly, happy, although maybe a little bit shy and socially awkward. That is, until you have talked with him for a while and noticed that his opinion on certain subjects is a bit ...unique, and that includes his way of interacting with others. Or until you pay closer attention to his smile. It seems just a bit too ever-present, and combined with the way that it sometimes doesn't match the tone and subject of the conversation at all, it can seem creepy. It's also kind of empty sometimes, even when it reaches his eyes. Which it usually does.
Because he grew up in a place where he was alone, lonely, cold, constantly hurt by one invasion or another, starving, scared, and abandoned when he needed someone, he seems to have a lot of screws just a little bit (or not such a little bit) loose in his head. He's had his own share of insane, cruel, or just ruthless and paranoid bosses, and on top of all that, he is General Winter's favourite... They have a pact, but, while nobody knows what exactly that entails, we can state two things: The General gets full rein of Ivan every year, and in turn keeps his enemies at bay... as much as he sees fit. All he seems to do is to ensure that Ivan stays alive - no less, but not much more, either.
His sisters don't exactly help his mental state. While they are very caring and provide all the warmth that the young nation gets, and while he truly loves them and they love him back, his big sister is also the one that told him to “make Rus' strong” ...probably the beginning of his quest for strength and power. This can be seen as the origin of his somewhat violent demands for other nations to “be one with” him. His belief that you can only be friends with others if you are strong dates back to before 1368 (when Lithuania still lived alone - see the strip where they first meet), and probably goes much, much further back. Other reasons for this belief than just Ukraine's words could be his general situation growing up, and things like those: Sweden, who helped him pull himself together when he was very young and become a nation, later came back to bully him together with Denmark, like everyone else - really, Ivan at this point seems to be constantly bullied by always everyone that he meets, his sisters and Lithuania excluded. And that no matter how hard he tries to make friends, he just can't - at one point we see him trying to befriend a hamster in his desperation and get rejected by it.
The cruelty of a child, that Ivan can display as well and that he is not aware of at all and that he will keep when growing up is not more than that yet, mostly because he simply has no means to really be cruel to anyone yet. He does, however, show those tendencies already, along with an distorted view of how to care about someone: After the Teutonic Order fell into a frozen lake and Ivan (despite the other boy having bullied him before) pulled him out which was no easy task, Ivan doesn't see to him getting warm or makes sure that he has no water in his lungs, and he doesn't detain him or walk away either: He puts his hands around the German nation's neck and chokes him while scolding him about not listening to Ivan's advice to not walk on that lake. Because people will only listen to you if you accompany your words with force of some kind (his sister said that showing your breasts is also an option, but he wasn't convinced by that). And from experience he assumes that that goes for all kinds of contexts.
Another thing that is already there at this age is his tendency to just watch - peer out from behind trees, stand in the snow, and not talk to the person, just watch them, often with a smile on his face. Observing those that he became interested in. If he isn't strong enough yet to be their friend, he can at least feel close to them by watching them (this is called stalking normally) - and also it will tell him lots of things that will be useful once he is stronger (than them) and working on becoming their friend, right?
AU Role: Child of a Research assistant / distant relation / family friend (= Timo)
AU History:
Ivan was born to a young woman from a family of Russian nobility living in Finland, who incidentally was not married to his "father" - nor did he have any intention to marry her. This caused quite an incident, and both him and his mother were sent to the countryside residence of her mother's maternal grandparents as soon as the situation became clear. There, Ivan was born and grew up. He never met his father, though he has been told that he unfortunately looks a lot like that side of his genetics.
When he was only just starting to stand, his mother got sick and never quite recovered from that. When he took his first steps, she couldn't see it because the children were forbidden from seeing the sick woman, and when he spoke his first words, she just smiled weakly.
He was raised by a variety of adults: His mother, his strict great-grandfather (who was a bit eccentric and demanded that everyone just call him "General" somewhere in the distance, his distracted great-grandmother, a wet nurse, various maids, cooks and relatives. Nobody except for the former three ever stayed for long, and those two were hard to reach for the child. He was never quite neglected - he had always clothes and food and and someone always checked on the child, as often as they considered it necessary, which of course depended on the person currently looking after him. He wasn't abused, either, at least not by the standards of his surroundings - though some of the other kids did bully him and beat him up sometimes, and some caretakers were quicker to employ physical punishments than others. What he lacked was warmth, because none of his caretakers ever stayed around for long enough, or cared enough about the child, for him to really bond with them - and most of them didn't even try to form bonds with the boy. He didn't really have friends, partly because he wasn't allowed to befriend servant children due to his standing even as a bastard, and partly because the children of noble parents were advised away from him due to him being a bastard. He even tried to make animal friends at one point, but just wasn't quite good with them, so he was while healthy and well cared for still very lonely.
All of this was a fairly constant thing until two months ago, when everything changed. One morning, Ivan's mother didn't wake up, and his grandparents (whom he had only met a few times, and none of them were nice) were quick to contact his "father"'s family and demand from them to take the bastard off them.
But they didn't want to: The man was about to strike a good match and had a splendid career ahead of him, and they really had no interest to complicate that. At the same time, they couldn't just not take on the child, because while Ivan's maternal family had until now tried to keep the affair under the covers, it didn't have to stay that way...
Considering that the only actual witness of the incident, besides Ivan's relative resemblance of the man, was dead, they found a solution to their problems that was quite ingenious: Claiming that a younger brother of his "father" had sired the boy. That would kill two birds with one stone: On the one hand, it'd get Ivan far away from Russian territories, since the man was currently living in England. And on the other hand, it was not only sacrificing a pawn, as said brother was a bastard himself and his parents didn't care about him much: It would also blacken his name further so he wouldn't endanger the legitimate brothers' interests.
So one morning, not even a month after his mother had died, Ivan was picked up by a friend of the family who was travelling to England anyway, only a suitcase and the name of the man that they had told him to be his father with him. One month later, they arrived in Yorkshire. Speaking only the English that his travel partner had managed to get into him while they were travelling, and, having grown up in the countryside, was equal parts scared of losing the only person that spoke Russian and glad that at least it wasn't a big city that he was supposed to live in now.
SamplesCanon: Axis Powers Hetalia
Canon Medium: Comics
Age: about 500 | 6
Gender/ Sex: Male
Canon History: You know what sucks? Being born to a cold, lonely land that only gets visited by other people when they want to raid or conquer you.
Born in the vast northern land of the most eastern part of Europe, the first thing that Ivan can remember is the cold. The next is the presence of his sisters. He has vague memories of meeting Sweden when he was really small, when he first came into being. Then, in his early years, he lived alone but frequently spent time with his sisters ...until the Golden Horde started to invade, and the Tatar Yoke began. Currently, he lives under Tartar's rule, dependent but with relative freedom: He can walk around as he pleases, and only gets occasional, devastating visits to his land from his oppressor when he doesn't pay his tributes.
Despite already being a couple of hundred years old, he has never travelled to a place farther away than his immediate neighbours' houses (with the exception of Tatar's house), and hasn't met a lot of nations. It is shown that he knows his sisters, the Golden Horde/Tartar, Denmark, Sweden, Teutonic Order, General Winter and Lithuania personally. He has probably heard about most of the other European nations, but I would doubt that he has met many, if any, of the canon ones.
Canon Point: Late 1300s.
Personality: Upon meeting him first, Ivan looks like a nice child: friendly, happy, although maybe a little bit shy and socially awkward. That is, until you have talked with him for a while and noticed that his opinion on certain subjects is a bit ...unique, and that includes his way of interacting with others. Or until you pay closer attention to his smile. It seems just a bit too ever-present, and combined with the way that it sometimes doesn't match the tone and subject of the conversation at all, it can seem creepy. It's also kind of empty sometimes, even when it reaches his eyes. Which it usually does.
Because he grew up in a place where he was alone, lonely, cold, constantly hurt by one invasion or another, starving, scared, and abandoned when he needed someone, he seems to have a lot of screws just a little bit (or not such a little bit) loose in his head. He's had his own share of insane, cruel, or just ruthless and paranoid bosses, and on top of all that, he is General Winter's favourite... They have a pact, but, while nobody knows what exactly that entails, we can state two things: The General gets full rein of Ivan every year, and in turn keeps his enemies at bay... as much as he sees fit. All he seems to do is to ensure that Ivan stays alive - no less, but not much more, either.
His sisters don't exactly help his mental state. While they are very caring and provide all the warmth that the young nation gets, and while he truly loves them and they love him back, his big sister is also the one that told him to “make Rus' strong” ...probably the beginning of his quest for strength and power. This can be seen as the origin of his somewhat violent demands for other nations to “be one with” him. His belief that you can only be friends with others if you are strong dates back to before 1368 (when Lithuania still lived alone - see the strip where they first meet), and probably goes much, much further back. Other reasons for this belief than just Ukraine's words could be his general situation growing up, and things like those: Sweden, who helped him pull himself together when he was very young and become a nation, later came back to bully him together with Denmark, like everyone else - really, Ivan at this point seems to be constantly bullied by always everyone that he meets, his sisters and Lithuania excluded. And that no matter how hard he tries to make friends, he just can't - at one point we see him trying to befriend a hamster in his desperation and get rejected by it.
The cruelty of a child, that Ivan can display as well and that he is not aware of at all and that he will keep when growing up is not more than that yet, mostly because he simply has no means to really be cruel to anyone yet. He does, however, show those tendencies already, along with an distorted view of how to care about someone: After the Teutonic Order fell into a frozen lake and Ivan (despite the other boy having bullied him before) pulled him out which was no easy task, Ivan doesn't see to him getting warm or makes sure that he has no water in his lungs, and he doesn't detain him or walk away either: He puts his hands around the German nation's neck and chokes him while scolding him about not listening to Ivan's advice to not walk on that lake. Because people will only listen to you if you accompany your words with force of some kind (his sister said that showing your breasts is also an option, but he wasn't convinced by that). And from experience he assumes that that goes for all kinds of contexts.
Another thing that is already there at this age is his tendency to just watch - peer out from behind trees, stand in the snow, and not talk to the person, just watch them, often with a smile on his face. Observing those that he became interested in. If he isn't strong enough yet to be their friend, he can at least feel close to them by watching them (this is called stalking normally) - and also it will tell him lots of things that will be useful once he is stronger (than them) and working on becoming their friend, right?
AU Role: Child of a Research assistant / distant relation / family friend (= Timo)
AU History:
Ivan was born to a young woman from a family of Russian nobility living in Finland, who incidentally was not married to his "father" - nor did he have any intention to marry her. This caused quite an incident, and both him and his mother were sent to the countryside residence of her mother's maternal grandparents as soon as the situation became clear. There, Ivan was born and grew up. He never met his father, though he has been told that he unfortunately looks a lot like that side of his genetics.
When he was only just starting to stand, his mother got sick and never quite recovered from that. When he took his first steps, she couldn't see it because the children were forbidden from seeing the sick woman, and when he spoke his first words, she just smiled weakly.
He was raised by a variety of adults: His mother, his strict great-grandfather (who was a bit eccentric and demanded that everyone just call him "General" somewhere in the distance, his distracted great-grandmother, a wet nurse, various maids, cooks and relatives. Nobody except for the former three ever stayed for long, and those two were hard to reach for the child. He was never quite neglected - he had always clothes and food and and someone always checked on the child, as often as they considered it necessary, which of course depended on the person currently looking after him. He wasn't abused, either, at least not by the standards of his surroundings - though some of the other kids did bully him and beat him up sometimes, and some caretakers were quicker to employ physical punishments than others. What he lacked was warmth, because none of his caretakers ever stayed around for long enough, or cared enough about the child, for him to really bond with them - and most of them didn't even try to form bonds with the boy. He didn't really have friends, partly because he wasn't allowed to befriend servant children due to his standing even as a bastard, and partly because the children of noble parents were advised away from him due to him being a bastard. He even tried to make animal friends at one point, but just wasn't quite good with them, so he was while healthy and well cared for still very lonely.
All of this was a fairly constant thing until two months ago, when everything changed. One morning, Ivan's mother didn't wake up, and his grandparents (whom he had only met a few times, and none of them were nice) were quick to contact his "father"'s family and demand from them to take the bastard off them.
But they didn't want to: The man was about to strike a good match and had a splendid career ahead of him, and they really had no interest to complicate that. At the same time, they couldn't just not take on the child, because while Ivan's maternal family had until now tried to keep the affair under the covers, it didn't have to stay that way...
Considering that the only actual witness of the incident, besides Ivan's relative resemblance of the man, was dead, they found a solution to their problems that was quite ingenious: Claiming that a younger brother of his "father" had sired the boy. That would kill two birds with one stone: On the one hand, it'd get Ivan far away from Russian territories, since the man was currently living in England. And on the other hand, it was not only sacrificing a pawn, as said brother was a bastard himself and his parents didn't care about him much: It would also blacken his name further so he wouldn't endanger the legitimate brothers' interests.
So one morning, not even a month after his mother had died, Ivan was picked up by a friend of the family who was travelling to England anyway, only a suitcase and the name of the man that they had told him to be his father with him. One month later, they arrived in Yorkshire. Speaking only the English that his travel partner had managed to get into him while they were travelling, and, having grown up in the countryside, was equal parts scared of losing the only person that spoke Russian and glad that at least it wasn't a big city that he was supposed to live in now.
He had been here for about two weeks now, and it still was scary and strange. Not that different from home, at least structurally, but the people were different, and almost nobody spoke Russian and while he learned more English every day, it was still a daunting task to talk to people. Since he couldn't cling to his father's coat-tails all day (and wouldn't have expected to be allowed that, anyway), he had taken to sneaking around the house and try to see as much of it and it's occupants as possible. He had been watching the cook for almost two hours, just peering around a table and observing what he did, and now he was looking for someone else to watch. Watching people was nice. It made him feel connected, and if he didn't try to approach them they couldn't turn him down, so it was a win-win situation.
Walking around a corner, he came to a stop as he saw someone work on a task. The boy stayed where he was and just observed the person for a bit. It was a maid, long brown hair that was put up in braids, and she reminded him a bit of that one boy in his great-grandparents' house who had been nice to him - or at least, not been mean. So watching her felt nice, even though she didn't even talk to anyone. Silence could be nice, too, if it was shared with someone - even if that person wasn't necessarily aware of that. After a few minutes he shifted to stand half a metre away from the wall instead of half-hidden behind it, but otherwise he kept perfectly still. If you just stayed still and quiet enough, people wouldn't notice you until you wanted them to notice, and you could participate in the scene all you wanted. He had become better at that lately.
Not good yet, though, as was evidenced by the maid almost jumping and turning around when he shifted. Her voice was sharp and he couldn't understand what she said, and she was probably angry, but... Running away was only a last retreat. Most of the time, it didn't help because he was small and older people were usually faster. So he fixed his smile on his face instead - that tended to at least not do damage, and people were supposed to smile when talking to each other, right? and employed the sentence that his father had told him to use if he got lost. Which he wasn't, but it should keep him out of trouble.
Walking around a corner, he came to a stop as he saw someone work on a task. The boy stayed where he was and just observed the person for a bit. It was a maid, long brown hair that was put up in braids, and she reminded him a bit of that one boy in his great-grandparents' house who had been nice to him - or at least, not been mean. So watching her felt nice, even though she didn't even talk to anyone. Silence could be nice, too, if it was shared with someone - even if that person wasn't necessarily aware of that. After a few minutes he shifted to stand half a metre away from the wall instead of half-hidden behind it, but otherwise he kept perfectly still. If you just stayed still and quiet enough, people wouldn't notice you until you wanted them to notice, and you could participate in the scene all you wanted. He had become better at that lately.
Not good yet, though, as was evidenced by the maid almost jumping and turning around when he shifted. Her voice was sharp and he couldn't understand what she said, and she was probably angry, but... Running away was only a last retreat. Most of the time, it didn't help because he was small and older people were usually faster. So he fixed his smile on his face instead - that tended to at least not do damage, and people were supposed to smile when talking to each other, right? and employed the sentence that his father had told him to use if he got lost. Which he wasn't, but it should keep him out of trouble.