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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:06 am
 Juan MachadoThe Headstrong JuniorOh, he forgot about decorating his booth. "Ah, I guess I should be doing that now... So, how do you plan to decorate yours? With maple leaves?"{Translations:}(Out of Havana: )Cuban Republic
Republica de Cuba
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:15 am
 ☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior "A ghost....?" Antonio blinked. He found it quite odd. Weren't ghosts supposed to appear at night? Then Romero suddely mention that he knew who she was since she would haunt him and his younger brother, Luis Esteban. "Is that so?" From the sound of it, it seems this "Franny" was not a scary ghost. he couldn't help but grin at his French friend "Haha, I guess even the dead love French cooking. I must say, I'm a little jealous, amigo." Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English {Out Of Madrid:}
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:17 am
Temp-Canada-  "Well... I have my flag up. Don't know what else I really need."He wasn't as flashy as his twin, less was more as some say.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 10:41 am
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Tennessee only nodded to Alabama before sighing and downing another bottle of whiskey. He was starting to feel better, but he still wasn't back to his usual self. Either way, he couldn't just sit there drinking up his brother's whiskey. He sighed and stood up as he rubbed the back of his head. "Thanks again, Bama," he said. "I figure I should to back to my booth or somethin' now..." Andrew didn't feel much like looking around at what else was in the area and instead returned back to where Iris and the other animals were sitting. He blushed faintly at the concerned look his mare was giving him and ducked his head to try avoiding her stare as he brought out his guitar again. Andrew hesitated as his fingers lingered over the strings before he sighed and allowed himself to aimlessly pluck out a soft melody of the Appalachians to try soothing himself with thoughts of his mountains and simpler times. ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:25 am
 George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from  Georgia's shoulders slumped and he pouted as soon as the name Franny was spoken. "Really? Franny's the one causing trouble? Aww, man! That's no fun! I already know her, so that can't really count as a haunting if it is her..." It really was a shame that it was no more than Connecticut's ghost friend. Oh well. There was still much more day to be had and many more stories that could be written.
He heard Venezuela ask who he was. He glanced to Spain, who didn't seem to recognize him or was just too busy to acknowledge him. Well, it was probably for the best. The state used to cause hell for both Florida and Spain after that failed treaty way long ago.... he looked back to Romero, his cyan eyes shining happily since, for the Peach State, (almost) everyone was a new friend waiting to happen. "My name's Christian Jones, also known as the State of Georgia. I'm the youngest of the thirteen original... and Virginia likes to remind me of it." He sort of got a slightly sarcastic and nervous look on his face mentioning his older sister... He should count himself thankful she wasn't here. Last time he saw the even more militant state, she had whipped his a** all day long and called it "Combative Training." He, on the other hand, called it Hell since he had to relocate his shoulder more times than he was proud to admit with how many times she slammed him to the ground after tossing him around like a rag doll.
He then perked back up as he pulled three sample-sized glass bottle of Coka-Cola out of his pocket and handed them out to the three countries there. "I'm also well known for being the creator and distributor of Coka-Cola products world-wide. I don't have a stand set up just yet, but if you ever get in the mood for a nice, cold Coke, just feel free to stop by it. In the mean time, I'm going around and interviewing some of the people here to get to know what they have to offer today for the festival. Any of you care to tell me about what you're doing at your booth? The more stories I have, the more diversity there will be in the newspaper once it prints."
Out Of Coke :: There aren't too many rules when you come here.
Mind your P's an' Q's.
Be polite to all ya meet.
Take pride in where you're from.
Tea is always sweet.
And it's Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:34 am
  ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀Florida only laughed as Cuba poked his forehead. He could tell he had annoyed the nation but he wasn't too worried about it. Although it did look like he wanted some alone time with his new boyfriend and Rutilio could understand that. He put up his hands in mock surrender before leaving the two love birds to their chattering over how to decorate the booths. Rutilio smiled when he saw the Florida panther getting quite a bit of attention from some random students. Asén obviously hated it and the Floridian had all he could do not to chuckle at the irritated Seminole. He really would need to make it up to him later. But not right now~! There were things to do! Florida waved playfully at the annoyed animal before happily sauntering off to find something entertaining...... Like Germany! "Amigo~!" he cheered happily as he all but frolicked to one of his favorite Europeans. "You are looking spiffy today, si? Where is your booth? Do you want to try some of my food? They do not have eggs in them this time!" Without really giving Ludwig a choice he practically shoved a bowl of shrimp and grits into his hands. He stepped back and put his hands on his hips as his chest swelled with pride. "Little did you know I can make this sort of food, too!" he said, fully expecting some sort of praise. ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀<>
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:45 am
Brett Kirkland
Australia
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Sophomore / 10th grade
"The Land Down Under" Brett snapped wide awake when someone bumped against his table. He groggily lifted his head a rubbed his eyes.
For a second, he could not recognize the caped man in front of him.
"Ah...Arthur?" He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and looked closer and saw that it was Hutt River, not Mama. "Ah! Sorry mate!" He apologized, "How's it going, Royce? Where's William?"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Do you come from a land down under?
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.
I come from a land down under
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:47 am
 François BonnefoyThe Senior that Needs No Introduction~!****************************************************************************** France would probably never understand the British-born colonies of America, but it was good to see one of his Host Club members so excited and passionate about something. He just sort of wish it hadn't been about something as creepy as a ghost...
He heard Spain mention his jealousy and went from his scared and shocked state to once more being the flamboyant and ever-so-slightly arrogant self once more. "Well, who wouldn't be jealous. I am the nation of love and a master at cooking. It can't be helped if everyone loves the French." He gave Spain a playful wink before laughing and clapping a hand on the Spaniard's shoulder. "But, hey, if you want my new little undead friend to haunt your booth, then I won't stop you from getting that extra bit of attention."
Translations
French >> English
Out. Of. Champagne. :: ******************************************************************************
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:47 am
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Feliciano Vargas
Anime Club Vice President
Culinary Club Secretary
Member of the Host Club
The Useless Junior "Grazie." The Italian did need a little help setting up but he had it for the most part. Feliciano titled his head, curious as to what the german meant by what he was going to do all day. "I thought it would be nice to share my culture and see everyone's as well. After that I don't really know."(Out of Pasta: )
Translation:
( = ヮ =)೨ ~ ღ
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:49 am
 ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" Johnny gave the Volunteer thumbs up and quick "No problem little Volunteer".He simply sat back at his booth, and finished up another batch of food. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 11:54 am
☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior The Spaniard couldn't help but laugh "Well, with a ghost haunting your booth, it might be the most popular one in the fair." But then, something snapped in him "The most popular...? Hey, wait a minute! hat's not fair! Why can't something haunt me?! I want to be the center of attention too!" Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English {Out Of Madrid:}
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 12:05 pm
 Oi Oi Vati give me a beer
Oi Oi Mutti, Oi Oi Mutti
I can't forget the flavor
of that wurst I had before Ludwig Ludwig gave a little wave to Maureen before headed back to his and Italy's stalls. He probably should make sure no one was stealing beer that wasn't of age to drink. (Although, the age for drinking was different from others, so how exactly should he go about figuring out who could and could not have alcohol?)
"Vell, zhat sounds like it could be fun. Hopefully you'll enjoy yourse--" Before Germany could finish what he was saying, Florida came running up to him. The Sunshine State seemed as bright and cheerful as ever. The German sighed lightly before waving a greeting to Florida.
"Guten Morgen, Florida. Please tell me you've stayed out of trouble. I'm not in the mood to add to your punishment-- Which, as a reminder, is at zhe pool on Monday after school, und I von't tollerate tardiness." He found a bowl of shrimp and grits shoved into his hands and looked down at the dish presented to him. Huh. He remembered that Georgia used to eat grits all the time as a kid, but he had no idea that Florida liked this sort of thing as well. although, now it made sense where the British Colony got the idea of grinding dried corn and then adding boiling water to turn it into a meal.
"... I never said I didn't like eggs. I just a lot to do yesterday, but danke for being considerate of my tastes." For Florida's sake, he went ahead and took a spoonful of the shrimp and grits and ate it. Well, it definitely wasn't bad. It even reminded him a little of his time of when he had been hired to help with the American colonies.
Germany then turned to Italy, pointing the spoon to Florida. "Feliciano, zhis is Rutilio." He then looked to Florida, directing the spoon to Italy. "Rutilio, zhis is mein gutt friend, Feliciano. For vhatever reason, I feel like you two might get along like Brüder."
Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. :: You'll see what I have planned. twisted   "One night, I couldn't sleep well and opened my eyes...to find some strange guy staring at me." "The hell are you doing, Italy!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 12:31 pm
 gaia_crown ζiҽҫɦʈҽɳʂʈҽiɳ gaia_crown ❁ The Stamp-Collecting Freshman ❁※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ________________________________________________________________________________________Lili walked through the festival, a french pastry in her hand as she smiled playfully down at it. how she had gotten it was a mystery, especially since she hadn't been seen anywhere near France's stand. Well, no matter how the young girl got a hold of the Frenchman's pastry, she seemed mildly amused by her own methods of obtainment and giggled softly before she popped the treat into her mouth.
She stopped when she heard a guitar playing and looked curiously over towards Tennessee and his stand. There were so many animals there she had never seen before, and the music coming from that instrument in his hands was fascinating and exotic... She wanted a closer look.
Lili walked over towards Tennessee's stand and watched as his fingers danced across the strings. She remembered a new friend of her's explaining something like this, but she hadn't thought she'd get to see it so soon. This was all so fascinating. all of these people in all of these odd bits of clothing and the mixtures of scents was all so wonderful to her, but this one spot in particular had caught her fancy and she just wanted to stand there and watch the Tennessean play this wonderful instrument and listen to the wonderful music which came from it.
Meanwhile, Brat, who had wandered back to the booth, began acting funny and hopped into Andrew's lap before curling into a nervous ball of fur, slightly puffed up. If Andrew followed Brat's gaze, you would see that the mountain-feline's golden eyes were fixed nervously on Liechtenstein.Oΰʈ Oƒ Cɦҽҽʂҽ ғoɳɗΰҽ ::________________________________________________________________________________________※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊ ※ ＊
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 12:37 pm
Royce Kirkland ⇔ Hutt River "Where I Breathe, I Hope."The Imperial Freshman   The young man shook his head side to side when the Australian had mistaken him for Arthur. "Um, I am not Arthur..." How long was the man sleeping for him to be so blind as to mistake him as Arthur? Royce just shrugged lightly. "I am doing fine, I suppose. A bit taken back by the sudden event that happened to be going on when I had just arrived here though." The micronation's amber eyes searched around for the New Zealander's booth momentarily, pointing a finger in William's direction. He was a few stands away from Oz's. "Over there. He seems to be decorating the booth."
There, the New Zealander had a slight hop in his steps as he decorated his stand, a bright smile on his face. He also seemed to be wearing his kapa haka costume. The long, straw like made skirt hopping ever so gently each time the island nation took a step. Māori soot tattoos also covered his chest and cheeks. He was fully prepared for this event. William shot a look at the two as he finished crafting his stand. "He seems to be very prepared for this festivity."  ☀ ☁ William Kirkland ☁
The Greatest Oceanic Nation, New Zealand!
"Sophomore and ready to learn!" Out. Of. Oceania:
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