✰ Hair: Short, sandy blonde, a prominent cowlick at his hair line
✰ Eyes: Bright, ocean blue that openly express his emotions
✰ Height: 6’1
✰ Age: Appears 18; Is 236
Personality
✰ He is easily excited and has simple tastes. He doesn’t take one day for granted, living life to it’s fullest. He can often be found wandering the streets, merely listening to the sounds, taking in the aromas, and watching the passer-by’s. Every little thing that surrounds him brings a smile to his face; from the soft songs of the birds above to the loud bustle of a busy city.
✰ He likes being called Alfie, though he would never admit it openly. The nickname reminds him of his younger years as a colony and never ceases to make him smile. However, it angers him if it is misused for derogatory comments. Only his close friends may call him that or risk a fist to the face.
✰ He is actually more intelligent than most people think. His vocabulary is astounding, and he is a deep thinker. He reads whenever he gets the chance. But he hides his scholarly tendencies because he sees no gain in appearing smart and the nations seem to like him just fine as an idiot. Every once in a while, a large word will slip out; if it is mentioned to him, he will quickly find a way out of the conversation, playing up his stupid persona to the fullest.
✰ He likes the way he looks. He doesn’t work out as much as he used to, and that has resulted in a slightly chubbier America. But he loves every bit of it. He takes pride in his tall, broad build and child-like features. To tease him about his eating habits will only result in a hearty laugh at himself and, most likely, a retaliating insult; but always in good fun.
✰ America is still quite naïve, and hence, takes everything to heart. Though he is very good at putting up a happy front, his eyes will tell you his true emotions. Later, he will find himself thinking over the situation, analyzing it, and will often blow it out of proportion. Despite common knowledge, he can be self-conscious in his abilities as a nation. So while some comments he can dismiss as playful banter, others can really hurt him.
✰ Alfred has a big hero complex. He will do anything in his power to help those in need and see that good prevails. He knows others find it annoying and childish, but he has an unexplainable /need/ to be heroic. When he finds himself in a situation where he can’t help, he becomes desperate and fidgety; sometimes it develops into a full blown anxiety attack.
✰ He hates silence. He fills it with the first thing that comes to mind: often an idiotic observation derived from his panicking brain. When he is alone at home, the T.V. is always on or music is blaring from the radio or his iPhone, whether or not he is paying any attention to the program/song.
✰ He is deathly afraid of being overlooked or forgotten. This fear is mostly from being left alone for so long as a colony. He felt like his brother had forgotten him, and he vowed to never let it happen again. He applauds Canada for living through his fear every day…when he remembers. This phobia is the reason he often supplies such stupid ideas during world meetings. If he thinks he is beginning to fade into the crowd, he will pull out the most random thing sitting at the front of his thoughts.