Re: Hetaoni*All-star

Matthew Williams on Tue Feb 21, 2012 8:21 am

☾ Canada ☾

"Please, don't kill me
Even though it's not like
Anyone knew me anyway.
But I still have a life to live
Far down the path."
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Location: Mansion ✮ Thoughts: "I hope he's still there..." ✮ With: Self
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I laid on the floor for a good fifteen minutes when I heard someone calling me.

"Canada? You there bro?"

I took a deep breath. I didn't want him to walk into a death trap too, but what else could we do? The only way to live was to go through this all again. As much as we all disliked it.

But I didn't get up until a few minutes later, and groped around for my glasses. "C'mon... where are they...?" I finally hit them with my hand, and quickly put them on, the fuzzy world now clear once more. "Ah... there we go~. I said cheerfully.

As I headed towards the foyer, I head a distinct thumping noise with a low growl accompanying it. I knew what it was before I even turned around. "N-no... not already...!" It was none other than our favourite murderer, the alien.

Gulping loudly, I turned and started running down various halls to try and shake it off. As I ran near the front door, I called out a warning to America that the monster was here.

I ran up the stairs and turned into a bathroom that the alien somehow never went into and walked towards the toilet, exhausted. For some reason, you could buy things at the toilet... even though it sounded extremely gross and disgusting. I shoved a dollar bill into the hole, and it gave me some sort of... drink. I pocketed it, knowing it would come into use later.

I crouched in the bathroom until I was sure the alien had left, then got up and walked out, now clutching one of the two weapons I had in my hand - my bow and arrow. Normally I wouldn't have them, but this was a different situation.

My second weapon was following me - Kumytaro the polar bear. Okay, so maybe we STILL can't remember each other's names, but we do help each other. This time, Kaijiji can defend for me. Et moi? I've already fed him the whole time... so I suppose this could just be karma or something...

Of course, the whole time he asked "Who?" But I just told him to be quiet or he'd get us killed. That shut him up pretty quickly. Sometimes having a bloodthirsty killing machine monster that looks like Tony's big daddy chasing and hunting you down can work in your favour.

A couple of times we stopped on our way to the front door, thinking Steve(the alien) was on us. Of course, every time we looked, he wasn't there. If all else fails, I could just pretend to be a piano, right? I forced the thought out of my head. Of course not! That sounds like what an Austria and Russia hybrid would say! Become one with piano...?

I shook my head to clear all the random thoughts out of my head. Yes, even the Aussia one, no matter how interesting that was... and then I continued on my lovely way, wondering where the killer alien was going to strike next.

I soon got to the front door, only to find that America had disappeared just lie Italy had. I risked alerting he alien by calling out for them.

"Hey Itaaalllyyyyy! Where are yooouuu? Amerrrriicaaaa? Hellloooo?

I called and called until my throat felt hoarse, but still got no reply from either of them. I turned back and began to search for them in the big, haunted mansion of death.

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Awww dat sucks D:

BEST. HETAONI. CANADA. PIC. Right?

~~Sounds like something Austria would say~~

Somewhat lame post is lame again... :P

Mathias Densen on Tue Feb 21, 2012 4:29 pm

‡ Viking!Denmark ‡

"I will fight for my life
I will fight for my friends
I will fight for my family
And nothing can stop me from trying!"
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Location: Mansion ‡ Thoughts: "What is this place?" ‡ With: Self
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I stood in front of a mansion. It was empty looking and eerie. I've never seen a structure quite like this before. It was something completely new to my eyes.

I entered the building with uncertainty. The place was unusually dark for being what I assumed to be around 3 PM. My eyes adjust to the dim room. It was exceptionally clean. The place was still, and so quiet I could hear my ears ringing.

While deciding quite what to do, I heard someone's voice. Who ever it was yelling sounded like they were looking for someone. I walked cautiously towards the voice. Though, it stopped, and footsteps started. They quickly faded. I wondered who else was here. Maybe it was some nation I traded with? I hoped it to be true, quite greatly to be accurate. The deafening silence returned.

I walked down the hallway hoping I was getting close to the other person I heard earlier. But I only seemed to be going in circles. As I continued to go on, still quite lost, I wanted to just sit down and drink. Though there was a eerie atmosphere that kept me from just finding a place to stop. I didn't feel comfortable staying in one place too long. I kept feeling like I was being watched.

Though I was extremely reluctant of it, I stopped to think. There was a bad atmosphere I felt ahead, like one of those times Norge-kun would be telling us there was evil magik near. I began to believe him now. I really did, it made me feel like I was a fool for denying the existence of magic and such.

Just a moment later I could've sworn I saw movement in the corner of my eye. I fingered my axe. No, not a little hand-held axe that most would think. A war axe of which I always carried around. As a viking I always had to be ready for everything, but this mansion caught me off guard. I was not expecting such an unearthly place out in the middle of.... Odin knows where!

I discarded the thoughts of magic and movements in the corner of my eye. Being relatively alone in creepy mansion had made me paranoid, or at least that's the conclusion I came to. I continued on my way looking for the owner of the voice I heard.

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OOC:
Lame post is lame!

Antonio Carriedo on Fri Feb 24, 2012 7:41 pm

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"Just play it cool;
We'll all get out this time;
You did it last time
And we certainly can do it again
Just trust everyone here
And we'll get through it."
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Location: Mansion • With: Self • Thoughts: "Hey, where's everybody?"
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Spain, a cheerful Spaniard who could easily be lead in circles with strategically chosen words, was humming to himself as he strolled, almost carefree, up the hill towards the supposed 'haunted' mansion. His friend, an Italian named Romano, had told him that the mansion was so scary that it would reduce even the cheeriest person to a depressed wreck. Of course, Spain took this as a challenge, and bet Romano he could go in and come out being the exactly the same happy person he always was.

Spain arrived at the door, turned the doorknob, and strode in, a carefree expression still plastered on his face. Right when he stepped in, he could've sworn he had heard a far away voice calling for someone. Maybe I could help them search! He thought, and began a search for the person needing help.

The calls had come from some where near the foyer, in the right hand corridor. As Spain headed towards where the voice was calling from, he passed a library full of books. He peeked in, and spotted an object sitting on one of the tables inside. He attempted to open the door, but it was locked. Looking around, the Spaniard spotted it on the floor nearby, picked it up, and unlocked the library door.

Spain walked inside, towards the table. He found the object to be a big, juicy tomato, and he pocketed it so he could give it to Romano later. As cold as the Tsundere Italian was, he was fond of tomatoes.

As Spain put the tomato away, he heard a low, growling noise. He turned swiftly to find a big gray monster that looked like an oversized version of America's alien friend, Tony, glaring at him. Spain put a big phony smile on, looking the alien in the eye.

"I'd love to stay for the party, but I'm afraid I have to go. ¡Adios!"

With that, the now scared Spaniard bolted out of the room with the key and tomato. He ran up the stairs, turned down several hallways, went up another staircase, and turned and even doubled back on himself in order to shake off the alien.

When Spain was sure he had lost the alien amongst the confusing maze of halls, he turned back and tried to find his way to the first floor, edgy as a rabbit. He jumped at nearly every noise, and once he heard a dish breaking somewhere in the mansion. He headed towards the sound to investigate, and found nothing.

Spain wandered around the mansion, trying to find the person who had called out when he first walked in. He was not very successful, but he at least hadn't injured or killed himself yet.

Many times he thought he had heard the alien coming after him, but it always ended up being his imagination. Spain ended up thinking it was just him being really nervous. But he reasoned anyone lost in a mansion with an evil monster alien would be. After that, he calmed down a little bit, allowing himself to think more easily.

He reasoned that he should try mapping out the mansion so if he got lost again, he would figure out where he was. Spain took out a large piece of paper out of his pocket, and started making a map on it. He paced around all the floors until he finished his map. A long time ago he was an explorer, so he was an expert in map making, and it now came naturally to him.

Spain looked at his map. He still had to find the person, and avoid the alien. He figured that the person was roaming around the mansion, searching for some people. He held that thought for a second. Wait, if they're searching for people, are there others in here other than just me and them?

Spain chewed the end of his pen, deep in thought. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice something until it was almost too late. A familiar growling noise that had come not that long ago.

The alien.

He snapped a quick look behind him, seeing the monster slowing approaching him. He sprinted down the corridor he now knew, turning down another, turning left, then right, then left, then left again. Spain charged down one of the staircases, and kept running, even when he didn't hear the growling anymore.

Since he was so concentrated on getting away from the alien he wasn't paying attention to anything in front of him, and he ran straight into someone, and fell into their arms, momentarily losing consciousness.

When his vision stopped swimming, Spain blinked several times to see that the person was some sort of Danish Viking, and he jumped out of his arms, jolted by surprise. "Oí, amigo~! Sorry about that! I was just so intent on running away from that alien that I didn't see you...!" The Spaniard blushed brightly, completely embarrassed and self conscious.

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So, Spain and Denzy-kun finally met up~ Awe

And if anyone has a better quote for Spain or picture, don't hesitate to tell me~

Mathias Densen on Sun Feb 26, 2012 10:37 am

‡ Viking!Denmark ‡

I will fight for my life
I will fight for my friends
I will fight for my family
And nothing can stop me from trying to save them!
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Location: Mansion ‡ Thoughts: "What is this place?" ‡ With: Spain
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Denmark heard footsteps, but they sounded fast, longer, and heavier than normal. It was the sound of running. He turned around expecting someone to be running up to him. Instead someone ran into him. The young man collapsed in Denmark's arms.

Just moments later he looked up at the dane. His tan face resembled that of a Spaniard. the man seemed curious to Denmark. It wasn't that he was from Spain, but his attire was a style and clothe complete new to him, much like the structure of the building. Quickly he jumped out of Denmark's arms. "OÍ, amigo~! Sorry about that! I was just so intent on running away from that alien that I didn't see you...!" As he spoke his face turned beat red from what Denmark assumed to be embarrassment.

Wait... what alien? What is this man talking about? Denmark began to wonder exactly where he was and what was going on.

"Um, Hej ven. Um.. May I inquire to know what alien you were running from?" He looked down the empty hall past the spaniard. There was no sign of any thing extra terrestrial.

Denmark gave a loud sigh that felt like it echoed through the building. "I am Denmark, the King of Scandinavia. And who are you ven?" He stated who he was, though in truth he was the self-proclaimed King of Scandinavia. It was never made official. Now that he was with someone, Denmark didn't want to split up... He felt like he'd go crazy if he was alone in that strange house too long.

There was a loud creaking of a floor board behind the dane. His back arched from the sudden noise. He spun around to face the corridor behind him on his left heel. landing his right foot with a 'thud' he brought his war axe to a defensive position.

What?

There was nothing down the hallway, just a row of doors on the right. It gave Denmark chills. He then noticed, one of the doors were ajar. Slowly Denmark walked over to it. He opened it cautiously. There was nobody in there, especially no alien.

The room looked like a kitchen. It was a strange style. Denmark didn't understand the modern sink and oven. He found them strange. Being accustomed to older world materials he was at a disadvantage compared to the modern day spaniard.

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Yeah, I switched from 1st person to third... it was weird typing in first person...

Antonio Carriedo on Sun Feb 26, 2012 1:24 pm

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"Just play it cool;
We'll all get out this time;
You did it last time
And we certainly can do it again
Just trust everyone here
And we'll get through it."
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Location: Mansion • With: ~~Denzy-kun~~ Denmark • Thoughts: "...?"
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"Oh, me? I'm Spain, or Antonio Carriedo from the country of passion, none other than Spain~!" Spain said cheerfully, quite glad he had found someone to explore the mansion with. "And the alien... Oh you'll see him soon enough... But don't worry, I have made a map of the whole place. I think some other people are trapped in here too, so maybe we could look for them...?"

Spain took a step backwards absentmindedly, causing a loose floor board to creak loudly. The Dane, being slightly edgy, jumped at the sound, and turned around, war axe in hands. "¡ Lo siento! I didn't mean to make it creak!" He cried in surprise.

When he walked off, Spain followed close behind Denmark, feeling like a little dog following it's master. They walked down the corridor, and reached the kitchen. Spain looked at his map, and checked the place. It was the kitchen after all. "This is the kitchen... No one's in here... Perhaps we should try looking in the bedrooms?" I said, showing him the maps.

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*has writer's block* yeaaaah .........

And... Lol it seems like Spain is the guy to get you out of there XDD

I keep switching from first to third person... SORRY IF THERE'S A MISTAKE D:

Mathias Densen on Tue Feb 28, 2012 10:41 am

‡ Viking!Denmark ‡

"I will fight for my life
I will fight for my friends
I will fight for my family
And nothing will stop me from trying to save them!"
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Location: Mansion ‡ Thoughts: "...?" ‡ With: Spain
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Denmark then realized it was Spain who caused the creaking. He lowered his axe though was ready to use it any moment. He was feeling really jumpy, but he didn't want to show it. He had pride to keep.

Spain pulled out a map. It was well drawn and looked very accurate. "This is the kitchen... No one's in here... perhaps we should try looking in the bedrooms?" Denmark nodded in agreement. He was glad there was a map. He himself was pretty good at making them, but usually preferred to not know where he was going. This mansion on the other hand, Denmark decided it was much better to use the map when needed.

The two headed up stairs to a corridor full of doors. It was much like the one down stairs, but doors were cover both walls. The dane opened one of the doors. He hoped there would be somebody else. There was somebody else, but not who he hoped for.

It was the alien standing in the doorway.

Denmark didn't even stand around to see what it would do. His eyes grew wide in disbelief. "Kør!" Denmark grabbed the spaniard's wrist and bolted down the stairs. There was a low growling noise that echoed through the building.

He kept running around the labyrinth of a mansion. When he figured Spain caught on with the running away, he let go of his wrist. Out of breath he stopped in what looked like a dining hall. He sat down to catch his breath. Denmark was pretty sure they lost the alien.

"Oh, so that alien... Er du okay?"

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OOC:
It's ok that you're switching... i'm keeping up!
Another lame post is lame.

Holy crap! We're a real pairing!:: Aaaaww~! Apparently we're dorky...

Antonio Carriedo on Wed Feb 29, 2012 1:26 pm

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"Just play it cool;
We'll all get out this time;
You did it last time
And we certainly can do it again
Just trust everyone here
And we'll get through it."
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Location: Dining Room • With: ~~Denzy-kun~~ Denmark • Thoughts: ¿Ver?
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Spain doubled over, out of breath and coughing loudly. After a long fit of loud hacking and coughs, he finally got up again, still breathing hard. He still didn't talk for about five minutes, trying to recuperate from the whole ordeal. When he did, he looked over at Denmark, a knowing expression on his face.

"¿Ver? That was the alien I was talking about."

Spain knew he was pretty beat up and out of shape, but nothin in his life could have prepared him for being locked up in a mansion and running away from a man killing alien who wanted him and a Dane dead, as well as who ever else was trapped here.

When the Spaniard felt recovered enough., he pulled out his map and figured out where they were located. "Third floor dining room." He announced professionally. "If we want to keep looking for the person, we should go up or down one of the stairs and look around the rooms, with the risk of the alien. If we want to take a break, we should go into one of the bathrooms. The alien doesn't seem to go into the bathrooms... It probably wants to respect our privacy."

Spain laughed at his own joke, and didn't notice a low growling noise from nearby, one made by everyone's favorite friend the alien. The alien was slowly creeping up behind the unbeknownst Spaniard.

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That... IS BEAUTIFUL. Awe

MY EYES VOMITED RAINBOWS.

Matthew Williams on Wed Feb 29, 2012 4:47 pm

☾Canada ☾

"Please, don't kill me
Even though it's not like
Anyone knew me anyway.
But I still have a life to live
Far down the path."
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Location: Somewhere in the Mansion ✮ Thoughts: "Where are they?" ✮ With: Self ✮ Doing: Looking
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No matter how much I searched, I couldn't find America and or Italy. I few times I thought I heard some people talking or footsteps, but I just casted off to one side, thinking it was just my edgy brain acting up on me and playing tricks on my ears. But whenever I heard that oh so familiar growling, I bolted in the opposite direction, not keen to be alien chow tonight... Or today... Or... Whatever. I didn't even know what time it was, thanks to the messed up time, my watch was now permanently stuck at when I first walked in - 12:00 PM.

I walked around the mansion, trying to find someone, just someone, to talk to. It was getting lonely with just Kumajack and I, and I didn't think a forgetful talking polar bear counted as much company. The whole time I walked around, I gripped the bow tightly, as if I would die if I let go. It was partly true - if 'Steve' caught me unaware, and without a bow, I'd be dead if I didn't manage to run fast enough. I couldn't just rely on my legs to get myself out of a situation. That could get me killed.

I walked up a couple of staircases, and was met with corridors of endless doors, making me feel like I was in one of those fair houses full of mirrors, minus the mirrors and plus hundreds of doors. I didn't want to run into the alien, so I held my ear against the wood of each door, checking to make sure it wasn't in there before I opened the door. I then looked inside of most of them, not finding a single soul.

Exasperated, I sighed loudly, starting to get frustrated. I had spent probably hours here, yet I had found no one! I skipped a group of doors, not bothering to check inside of any. But when I saw a flash of white turned a corner further down the hallway, I decided to follow it to see where it went.

As I grew closer to it, it turned out to be Steve the alien. Curious to see who it was after, I trailed behind it, silent as a shadow. It walked into what appeared to be a dining room, sneaking up on what looked like a Spaniard(I could only see the back of him) and his partner, a tall Dane dressed up like a Viking from the old days.

"Regarde hors!" I exclaimed as I notched an arrow in my bow, aimed, and hit the alien in the back, point blank. More annoyed than angry, it roared loudly, turning on me. "Exécuter!" I shouted, darting out of the room, the alien hot on my tail. "Ignore me! Save yourselves! I'll meet you back on the fourth floor!"

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Oh hi Dere :3

Mathias Densen on Thu Mar 01, 2012 11:46 am

‡ Viking!Denmark ‡[b]

"I will fight for my life
I will fight for my friends
I will fight for my family
and nothing will stop me from trying to save them!"
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Location: Mansion ‡ Thoughts: "So that's the alien" ‡ With: ~~Spainzy-kun~~, Steve, Canada
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As Spain laughed happily a large white figure approached from behind. The alien was still after them. Denmark's widened with worry for Spain. He wanted to run, but that would mean leaving his friend behind.

"Regarde hors!" A voice suddenly called from the door behind the alien and the Spaniard. With a pained roar the alien was hit by an arrow. Denmark gave a slight smile at the fact that some one else came armed. "Exécuter!" As the man ran out of the room. The alien followed, it seemed eager to get revenge for the arrow. "Ignore me! Save yourselves! I'll meet you back on the fourth floor!" He called as he ran out.

Denmark tightened his grip on his axe. There was no way he'd leave a person who was in danger without helping them. He ran after them. "Nej!" He called when he was in ear shot. The man was fast, and so was the alien. He was keeping up as much as he could.

"komme ned!" He raised the axe above his head, and struck the alien in the back of it's head with the hilt. That blow would be enough to knock out any man... alien on the other hand, not so much.

It turned to face Denmark with a ferocious snarl. He quickly sprinted by it, grabbing the young man. He pulled him into the closest room, slamming the door closed and locking. He leaned against the door listening. The growling and heavy footsteps left after a moment.

He sighed with relief. Then it hit him. "Spanien!" Last he was with him was in the dining hall. He hoped that the Spaniard made it to the fourth floor before the alien went back to find him.

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┬──┬ ノ( ゜^゜ノ) sorry...

Hey Matty~! I was beginning to think Spainzy-kun and I were the only two posting on this thread!

Antonio Carriedo on Thu Mar 01, 2012 9:07 pm

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"Just play it cool;
We'll all get out this time;
You did it last time
And we certainly can do it again
Just trust everyone here
And we'll get through it."
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Location: Dining Room • With: Self • Thoughts: ?
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"¿Adónde se fueron?"

Spain stood in an empty dining room by himself, utterly confused. Only mere moments before, a French speaker had burst in, shouting something he didn't understand in French, and attacked the alien. Seconds later, the person ran off, yelling in English for him and Denmark to run away. The Dane, of course, followed after, forgetting about the Spaniard, to help the Canadian(?).

Spain, usually being laid-back, had missed it all, the scene flickering by in a few heartbeats. In the distance he could hear the two fighting with the alien and shouting loudly. What had the guy say again? Spain could barely remember, as he was still in shock. Something about fourth floor. Oh yeah. That.

Pulling himself back on track, Spain pulled out his map and checked where to go. He found where he was, and looked for the stair case to the fourth floor. He spotted it west of the dining room, a little while away. Calculating in his head, Spain figured out it would take him about fifteen minutes to reach it.

But should he risk looking for the mysterious stranger who had saved his life or Denmark?

Spain ended up decided to strike off on his own to the fourth floor and wait there for the others. He didn't want to risk searching for them and losing them in the vast mansion. No, it was better if he stuck with the plan.

He walked out of the room, and started off towards the staircase, looking around and being as observant as he could. For all Spain knew, the alien could've decided to turn around and chase him instead.

Around fifteen minutes later, he reached his destination and climbed the stairs slowly, one step at a time. Spain hoped his caution was a waste of energy - he really didn't want to meet Steve the alien again, and definitely didn't want to get killed. He wanted to leave the place with a bragging right to boast about to Romano.

If he lived.

Spain reached the top of the stairs, and waited, humming a little song to himself to keep from going insane with boredom.

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8D YAYYYYYY XD

Nikolai Arlovskaya on Tue Mar 06, 2012 2:01 am

(( Umumumum..... Mind if I join? Por favor? ))

Scotland on Wed Mar 07, 2012 3:12 pm

((You don't mind if I join too right?

Name: Aileas Kirkland or Fem!Scotland
Version: Normal
Alliance: Anyone she runs into
Previous Death: None~!
Other: Nessie is REAL!

Yeah, so if you're all fine with it I'm joining~!))

Colonial!America on Fri Mar 09, 2012 10:30 am

[[ Anyone can join~ And sorry for not replying ; u; School is being a bitch.
And to the newcomers, you can tag along with whoever you please/ enter whenever you want xD ]]

Carmen Hernandez Carriedo on Fri Mar 09, 2012 5:35 pm

(( Name: Carmen Hernandez Carriedo. ( Fem!Spain )
Version: Feminine counter-part.
Alliance/Group: Um...I'mMotSureWhoIShouldPutHere.
Previous Death: N/A
Other: N/A

I'll post something for the RP once I get onto a computer later. =w= ))

Matthew Williams on Sun Mar 11, 2012 6:27 pm

[[OOC: Yay, more RPers! I thought it would just be me, Spainzy and Denzy RPing ^^;;]]