Nesia Notonegoro || Indonesia

[Nesia Notonegoro]

♚ NESIA NOTONEGORO ♚

♕ THE YEARS START COMING AND THEY DON'T STOP COMING ♕

Name: Nesia Keumala Simadewi Notonegoro
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Ethnicity: Indonesian/Aceh-Javanese

Function: Janitor
Department: N/A
How long have they worked here?: About five weeks

♕ FED TO THE RULES AND I HIT THE GROUND RUNNING ♕

Likes:
+FOOD-----Nesia likes almost every taste, be it sweet, spicy, salty or even bitter - it's food! Except the tasteless ones, that is. She's always eager to taste new dishes from foreign countries and certainly won't skip a chance where she can eat as much as she can handle. Nesia knows her limit, though. She'll stop her eating-spree once her stomach no longer growling in hunger. If you ask nicely, Nesia will gladly shares her food. Just beware if it has strong smell and red-colored - your stomach may unable to handle it. The Indonesian even doesn't mind being slightly chubby due to her love of food.

+DRAMA SERIES-----Even though she has partial preferences to Asian drama, Nesia also enjoys Latin telenovela, Bollywood movies and soap opera. When watching one, she'll be too absorbed and sometimes might suddenly crying over the leading character's misfortune or angry at the antagonist's evil scheme. While she does enjoy the ones with good plot and character development, Nesia watches the bad ones for the sake of laughing at the bad script, bad acting and ridiculous plot twist.

+DAYDREAMING-----Nesia daydreams a lot and it is uncommon for her mind to be present right where she's standing now.

+HER HAIR-----Ahh, hair--which she's very proud of. Nesia takes extra care to keep her hair shiny, sleek and soft to touch.

+LEARNING-----Nesia always wants to know what the newest discovery had found, be it a new species of fish in underground river or a new potentially inhabitable exoplanet. Her favorite subject is everything that happened and lived in her homeland.

+MARTIAL ARTS & DANCING-----She does like both activities even though she hasn't practicing both of them since she entered high school.


Dislikes:
-BLAND FOOD-----It doesn’t challenge her taste buds at all, and she finds it rather boring. Nesia actually doesn’t know the difference between chewing a spiceless dish with chewing a cardboard. They both got textures, but equally tasteless. Even though she dislikes bland food, she’ll eat them nonetheless, because she really hates -

-WASTING FOOD-----There’s a saying in her homeland, that if one throw away an edible food, the person can hear them speak and sobbing. Every grain of rice, every slice of meat, every vegetables and fruits uneaten lamenting their unfortunate fate. It’s not just food that is thrown away - it is also efforts of many farmers, merchants and cooks wasted for nothing. Besides, today you might be overabundant with food, but who said tomorrow you still can eat to your heart’s content?

-TOO COLD/HOT WEATHER-----Living in equator with average temperature made her body can’t stand weather that is either too hot or cold. Nesia only can tolerate 18-33 degree Celcius (64-91 F); more or less than that would render her useless from shivering or dehydrating.

-PEOPLE WHO INVADE HER PRIVATE SPACE-----It frightens her, especially if they are male. Nesia doesn't mind close contact from people she knows well, but strangers shouldn't stay too close to her.

-PEOPLE TALLER THAN HER-----She barely reached 5'1" and it makes almost everyone is taller than her. Nesia envies their height, but what makes her doesn't like them is because she gets tired when speaking with them since she has to look upwards throughout their conversation.

-COCKROACH-----AAAAAHH!


Quirks:
¬Nesia has a habit of tugging her hair when she's nervous or in a deep thought.
¬She always calling people older than her with mister or miss followed by their first name.


Fears:
~DROWNING-----Since she’s bad at swimming, it’s logical for her to fear drowning. Despite her fear, Nesia has no problem being close to a large body of water.

¬GETTING LOST-----Nesia daydreams a lot and one day, she forgot to exit subway right where she was supposed to stop. But instead leaving at the next stop and take a train back, Nesia walked to her destination by foot which made her lost even more. She finally arrived safely after calling the cops.


Personality:
Upon first sight, you will get an impression that she's a polite young woman. Shy around strangers or when complimented. Nesia also minds people's physical private space; she won't go near a person if she hadn't been introduced to him/her. To people she just met, she may come as guarded a bit, but after doing a quick background check (namely asking you questions about your name, your family, your age, what you're doing for living, your pets, your hobbies, where are you coming from, where are you going to, etc.) she feels she can trust said person. Nesia is naturally curious, so everytime she met something new, she will ask questions about it. For some people, her quirk might be considered too interrogative, but she really has no ill intent doing that. She merely do that to put you into a social grid and for her own comfort. The quickest way to make her open up more to you is by saying that you shared same hobby with her.

When faced to hard pressure and high level of stress, Nesia might run from the problem but would return once she gets an aid. In physical problem, she will use her best diplomacy to prevent violence and if a fight does break, she'll try her best to not caught in the middle - except someone close to her is involved, whom she will aid.

Nesia's style of communication is indirect and filled with euphemism to avoid being rude. For people with direct communication style, talking with her may sounds confusing and not really getting to the point. Nesia also tends to avoid eye contact, but she's good in reading atmosphere.

Her unspoken motto for life is "Live for Today"; which makes her a too relaxed person and rarely made detailed plans. To some people this may comes as lazy and procrastinating. Nesia also a great optimist, she believes every problem always has its own solution so there's no need to feel hopeless. Lying is against her moral and if saying the truth might sounds too direct, she will tell the half-truth - hidden beneath euphemism.

♕ DIDN'T MAKE SENSE NOT TO LIVE FOR FUN ♕

Roleplay Sample:
Indonesia opened her eyes and turned on her side. After she registered her current surroundings, Indonesia pulled her body into seated position.

This is weird. She was really sure had stopped in one of the bedrooms somewhere and then, seeing the room had quite a nice bed, decided to take a short nap. Indonesia clearly remembered she climbed to a huge bed and lied down on her side, hugging her bamboo spear as a substitute for ‘guling’; her hugging pillow back home. It didn't take a long time until she drifted off to sleep.

But then she woke up and found herself lying down in another boring hallway. After being transferred - teleported - to other places so many times, Indonesia didn't feel surprised anymore. Rubbing her eyes, she used her bamboo as support to help herself standing up. The girl looked to both directions before decided to walk through the right path.

“I hope I'll meet other nation soon,” she said to cheer her own spirit. Indonesia knew perfectly well it wasn't just nations that currently inside the manor. There were other beings who apparently felt jealous since America used their house to host a costume party but he didn't invite them to join the fun. After walking for a while, she stopped in her tracks. Suddenly, her nose felt so itch--

“Achooo!” she sneezed loudly. The girl could hear her sneeze echoed in the hallway. She stood perfectly still for a moment, fearing something inhuman might come to her. Silent passed, Indonesia did a thorough three-sixty degree check. Nothing appeared. She then resumed her walk, holding her spear tighter. The hallway was dimly lit, which was why when the girl stopped near a large window she finally found out what made her nose felt itchy.

Her panda costume was covered in a thick layer of grey dust. The dust even changed the color from off-white to dull grey. Indonesia quickly used both hands to clean her torso, but her action only made the dust floated around her and eventually tickled her nostrils more than once; resulting to her sneezing again loudly so many times.

Indonesia needed to clean her costume soon. Maybe if she could find a bathroom with a working tap or shower, she can wash her costume and left it for a while to dry. She already wore a loose t-shirt and long cotton pants inside the costume so she didn't have to worry about clothes. With that in mind, she checked every door she met; some of them were locked, which she left immediately, and some that she can open were either bedroom, sitting room or a study. Indonesia sped up her walk, passed through three or four more hallways until she arrived in a hallway that had one of its door opened ajar. Light emitted from the room behind it.

She heard sounds coming from that room and as she moved closer, she heard a loud ‘RRRRRRIIP!’ sound; like a sheet being torn by hand. Indonesia pondered for a while; is it safe to look? There was a chance another nation currently in that room but she also afraid if it was another inhuman being. The girl decided just looking won’t hurt, so with spear tightly held she tip-toed closer to the door and took a peek. To her delight, it was another nation. His back was facing her and he had tied white cloth around his head. When he moved to reach a bucket, Indonesia immediately recognized his face. It’s Australia!

The girl opened her mouth, ready to call him. But instead of Aussie! what came out from her was another loud sneeze. That must have announced her arrival. Rubbing her itchy nose, Indonesia greeted him with a lower voice, “Aussie, hello. Nice to see you here~”

♕ YOUR BRAIN GETS SMART BUT YOUR HEAD GETS DUMB ♕

Name/Nickname: Derp the Derp Lord
Timezone: GMT + 7; but I usually online when it's night here.
Contact: PM me for my Skype.
Anything else?: Here, have some mango smoothies~

[Alfred F. Jones]

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