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 Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:32 pm
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorBefore himself, he decided to go to the pet aisle to get some nice treats for his little Esperanza. He was so proud of her, he raised her when she was just a foal. Oh, how cute she was~ As he searched through the aisle, he sang to himself a little tune he heard from a sibling "De colores~ De colores son los pajaritos de la primavera~ De colo-" It was until he bumped into a woman that he stopped singing "Gah! L-Lo siento, seΓ±orita! I didn't mean-" It was until he looked up that he noticed that this eprson looked familiar "Ah! It's you!" An old friend.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:47 pm
π¦'π³π’ α΄Κα΄‘α΄Κs π©π¦π³π’π‘ π©π¦π¨π’ π±π₯π¦π°
π¨π’π’ππ¦π«π€ π π π¬πͺπ£π¬rπ±πππ©π’ α΄
ΞΉsα΄α΄Ι΄cα΄
ππ«π‘ π²π π²π«π±π¦π© π«π¬π΄ ΞΉ'Ξ½α΄ sα΄‘α΄ΚΙ΄ π±π¬ πͺπΆπ°π’π©π£ π±π₯ππ±
π¦'πͺ π π¬π«π±π’π«π± π΄π¦π±π₯ Κα΄Ι΄α΄ΚΞΉΙ΄α΄ss β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬  Juliana had been deciding through two different treat packages for Renata, her pet ocelot, when she felt a person bump into her. After her previous encounter with someone of the opposite sex, she was in no mood to have anyone "accidentally" bumping into her only to strike up a conversation. The force from the bump actually caused her to take a step back in surprise, turning her body now to face the supposed-assailant. But who she found standing before her truly surprised the Brazilian. "L-Luis!" She exclaimed, her voice usually sultry and enchanting now an octave higher and more childish as she dropped the two packets of cat treats into her basket before she stepped forward, immediately wrapping her arms around her neighbor nation.
"Luis! I didn't know you were coming to school here as well!" The busty blond exclaimed, her coastline pressing against his chest as her grip tightened on him a bit more. She was holding him as if as soon as she let go of him, he would disappear into thin air. It was a relief to her to see another South American nation now attending the same school she was, so she wouldn't have to be the only one amongst American states or European countries. But as soon as she realized that she could have well be suffocating the poor boy for the passed few moments, Juliana quickly released him, although keeping their close, personal contact. Her emerald eyes glistened with would-be tears of happiness, but she blinked them back, not wanting to have the poor boy be overwhelmed by her usually bombastic personality and demeanor. "Did you just get here?" She then asked, more casually now as she lifted a hand to push back some of her golden hair behind her shoulder, a charming smile gracing her luscious lips now.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 1:58 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"Uwah!" Luis Esteban let out a squek when his neighbor gave him a big hug "J-Juliana... Γ©s tan bo veure te.... Oh, sorry, I forgot not too many people speak Catalan..." He slowly looked down and saw what was pressing onto his chest. he wish he didn't though, his face was as red as a beet, he was feeling dizzy, and he had a bit of a nosebleed. It's one of the reasons he doesn't have a girlfriend, it's a disgusting habit "I-I didn't know you'd be here either..." As soon as he was released, he grabbed a tissue from his coat pocket and blew his nose "Ah.... Si... I arrived here by plane and rode Esperanza to town. This place is very nice." Normally he was shy around girls, but he knew the Brazilian. They had some tough times, but they still becaome good friends. However, he looked down, for fear of being a pervert. As taught by the nuns he used to live with, perverts are bad. And he didn't want to be bad.{ Translations: its so good to see you} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:11 pm
π¦'π³π’ α΄Κα΄‘α΄Κs π©π¦π³π’π‘ π©π¦π¨π’ π±π₯π¦π°
π¨π’π’ππ¦π«π€ π π π¬πͺπ£π¬rπ±πππ©π’ α΄
ΞΉsα΄α΄Ι΄cα΄
ππ«π‘ π²π π²π«π±π¦π© π«π¬π΄ ΞΉ'Ξ½α΄ sα΄‘α΄ΚΙ΄ π±π¬ πͺπΆπ°π’π©π£ π±π₯ππ±
π¦'πͺ π π¬π«π±π’π«π± π΄π¦π±π₯ Κα΄Ι΄α΄ΚΞΉΙ΄α΄ss β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ "Oh dear, he's bleeding again." Juliana thought to herself, moving her hands behind er ack and clasping them together, accidently puffing out her chest at the same time. But since she has lived with this gigantic coastline all her life, it mainly being the reason for Spain, Holland, and France's interest in her all those years ago, she had basically become blind to just how much of an affect slight motions like these had on people who didn't know her or who were very conservative, like Luis. But with a light giggle, the blond nodded her head slowly, her golden waves bouncing with her movements ever-so gently. "Yeah, I only speak Portuguese and English. But it's okay, sometimes I forget that you were a Spanish possession for awhile." She replied with a light giggle. But as he continued on with his explanation, Juliana's smile widened a bit, although still complimenting her exquisite features. "Yeah, I like this place so far too. And the people I've met have been very sweet to me." She said before she took another step back and bent down to grab her shopping basket. Once she was standing straight again, she took her free hand and pulled up her tube top a bit more, since it had started to show more cleavage than she liked at the moment. "So I take it that you're collecting things from your dorm, si?" She added the Spanish since it was the little she knew. "Well if you're going to be here for awhile, mind catching up while we shop?"
[Out.Of.Rio:]
β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 2:26 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorThe Argentinian sniffled a bit before putting his bloody tissue into his pocket, he couldn't just toss it on the floor. Juliana was the one who taught him to respect nature. Wait, they were inside.... Anyway... "I-I see... Well, you were always the popular one..." he had a small smile on his face. She was always the center of attention. Boys loved her and girls wanted to be her. That, or they'd get jealous. The shy boy nodded "Si. Just buying food for now, then maybe buy some decorations for the dorm later. I am alone for the moment, but that's okay, I'm used to being alone..." Mostly it was because he had trouble speaking to others, scared he might say the wrong thing and being hated. However, he had a feeling this girl would never hate him, no matter what stupid thing he said "That sounds great.... U-Um... Would you join me back in the dorm? I could make you some churrasco... I learned the recipe from Nicaragua, and..." Wait, did he just ask his friend to come back to the dorm? He blushed and dropped his basket "AH! W-Wait! It isn't a date or anything, just a chance to catch up! Don't hurt me!" Not being able to talk to girls, he would get hit once in a while.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:26 pm
π¦'π³π’ α΄Κα΄‘α΄Κs π©π¦π³π’π‘ π©π¦π¨π’ π±π₯π¦π°
π¨π’π’ππ¦π«π€ π π π¬πͺπ£π¬rπ±πππ©π’ α΄
ΞΉsα΄α΄Ι΄cα΄
ππ«π‘ π²π π²π«π±π¦π© π«π¬π΄ ΞΉ'Ξ½α΄ sα΄‘α΄ΚΙ΄ π±π¬ πͺπΆπ°π’π©π£ π±π₯ππ±
π¦'πͺ π π¬π«π±π’π«π± π΄π¦π±π₯ Κα΄Ι΄α΄ΚΞΉΙ΄α΄ss β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ When her neighbor asked her if she would like to come over to his dorm later and enjoy some food with him, the word 'date' couldn't be further from her mind. Sure, he was a very attractive gentlemen, but she had known him for far too long. But well, no, that couldn't be it. She had just been so busy lately, building up her industrial sector while also appealing to tourists, and dealing with trying to conserve her rainforests while meat farmers continued to tear it down, yeah, she had a lot on her plate lately. But her mind was quickly snapped back to reality when Luis dropped his basket on the ground and began to freak out about asking her on a date. She blinked a few times before she lowered her basket to the ground once more, lifting her hands before she placed them firmly on his shoulders. "Hey, Luis. I'm not going to hurt you!" Juliana exclaimed with a light laugh, taking this pretty lightly. "It's not going to be a date, we're just going to hang out and catch up, okay?" She agreed before she released him from her grasp, smiling brightly all the while.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Wed Mar 07, 2012 6:34 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban began to hyperventilate, panicing a bit, fearing her reaction. However, instead of getting hit, he was just told to calm down. He was thankful that she didn't take it the wrong way "Ah, o-okay..." he nodded. Truth be told, he did like her. She was not only attractive, but very nice to him. Not too many nations treated him with so much respect "S-Si, miss Juliana.." he was always respectful to her, due to the fact she was older than her. He scratched the back of his head, guess he better find some meat since he promised churrasco tonight. To the meat section "S-So... How have you been...?"{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 4:13 am
π¦'π³π’ α΄Κα΄‘α΄Κs π©π¦π³π’π‘ π©π¦π¨π’ π±π₯π¦π°
π¨π’π’ππ¦π«π€ π π π¬πͺπ£π¬rπ±πππ©π’ α΄
ΞΉsα΄α΄Ι΄cα΄
ππ«π‘ π²π π²π«π±π¦π© π«π¬π΄ ΞΉ'Ξ½α΄ sα΄‘α΄ΚΙ΄ π±π¬ πͺπΆπ°π’π©π£ π±π₯ππ±
π¦'πͺ π π¬π«π±π’π«π± π΄π¦π±π₯ Κα΄Ι΄α΄ΚΞΉΙ΄α΄ss β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ "Please Luis," Juliana began as she bent her knees, reaching down to scoop up her basket into her right hand before she let it slid to the corner of her elbow. With her left hand, she tucked a few loose strands of her blond hair behind her ear, smiling nonchalantly. "You don't need to speak to me so formally, we're friends, remember?" She told him as she handed him his basket, since he dropped it on the ground. She then patted his shoulder and began to stroll casually out of the aisle, her hips swaying back and forth. "Oh, I've been fine~" She then exclaimed, turning quickly on her heel with a light giggle before she turned back around and continued to walk out of the aisle. "Just been getting ready for FIFA, I'm the next country to host the world cup in 2014!"
[Out.Of.Rio:]
β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬οΌ ΖΈΜ΅Μ‘ΣΜ΅Μ¨ΜΖ· οΌβ¬β¬β¬ β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬β¬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:45 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"Eh? Oh, I-I know... I'm just too used to addressing people so formally. Especially those who are older than me." Luis Esteban takes the basket. He had to learn to toughen himself up. it's true there are bad people out there, btu there's also good people out there as well. If he was going to get along with the other juniors, he had to learn how to be brave. Maybe being with his Brazilian friend might work, he wasn't scared when he's with her "eally? That's wonderful. I'll be sure to train my team, so that way maybe we can win the World Cup." it's been a while since his country won, maybe he'll have his chance then "W-We found a couple of sick penguins in a glacier one time, so I took 'em back home to treat them. Once they got better, I released them back into the wild." He wasn't good at thinking of conversation starters "A-And and around 2010, my boss legalized same-sex marriage."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 11:25 am
 I'm a βcountryβ
Not some βstateβ Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
Sophomore I'm the βoriginalβ
He's just βfakeβ Georgia shrugged. "I understand. Tourism isnβt too important at my place, but I get what youβre saying." He nodded sympathetically. Then his face lit up. "I donβt, but I bet that would be a good idea! I bet I could draw in a lot of tourists like that!" He said cheerfully. "Maybe I will!" He said, laughing. This kid was smarter than he looked.
[ooc: Sorry I took so long! sweatdrop ]
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 6:58 pm
The State of Florida
Rutilio Acosta Carriedo
Grade 10
The Sunny Sophomore!
Florida isn't so much a place
where one goes to reinvent oneself,
as it is a place where one goes
if one no longer wished to be found.
ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ "Music is very helpful for tourism!" Florida agreed cheerfully with a big grin. He felt quite proud of himself for being helpful. It wasn't often Rutilio could dish out truly useful advice to someones, but when it came to tourism he was practically a master. "You are easy on the eyes so I am certain if you just came up with a few more attractions you could get lots of tourists. Let me see..."
Florida took a step closer and pushed back some of Kartlos' hair from his face so the state could get a good look at his face. For a few seconds he just studied the older man's looks thoughtfully before the grin returned. "Si! You might not be tropical, but you still have nice features~! With a little work you could be a good vacation spot, too. Especially if you're as good at singing as you say." ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ <>
<> Florida has its own rhythm, too.
People go to work,
they watch their children learn and grow
and start families of their own.
They play in the sun and pass their lives
enjoying the outsized blessings
that make our state unique.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 8:12 pm
I'm a βcountryβ
Not some βstateβ Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
Sophomore I'm the βoriginalβ
He's just βfakeβ Georgia smiled at Florida. "I'll have to try that! You are such a good friend to help me with my tourism like that." This was Florida's area of expertise, right? So he should take any advice Rutilio had to offer. When Florida brushed his hair out of his face he nearly pulled away, but instead pulled closer so that his face was nearly touching Rutilio's. He smirked. "You really think so?" He asked, raising an eyebrow.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 8:48 pm
The State of Florida
Rutilio Acosta Carriedo
Grade 10
The Sunny Sophomore!
Florida isn't so much a place
where one goes to reinvent oneself,
as it is a place where one goes
if one no longer wished to be found.
ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ Rutilio blinked when he realized how close their faces were. He hadn't quite expected Georgia to close even more distance between them like that and nearly blushed in surprise before catching himself. He'd gotten too used to the other Southerners and their prudish ways. Even though Florida acted out and liked to challenge the limits of other people's personal space it was still a little startling to have someone be forward towards him in return.
"O-Of course!" Florida said with a chuckle as he quickly regained his composure and smiled brightly again. The smirk on Kartlos' face was hard to ignore and it actually gave the nation a bit of an edgy look. It was surprisingly appealing even if that look might not exactly draw in the middle-class family demographic. This guy was a natural! Why didn't he already have more tourism at his place? "I think you have a lot of potential. You just need to milk it more, si?" ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ <>
<> Florida has its own rhythm, too.
People go to work,
they watch their children learn and grow
and start families of their own.
They play in the sun and pass their lives
enjoying the outsized blessings
that make our state unique.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:29 pm
I'm a βcountryβ
Not some βstateβ Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
Sophomore I'm the βoriginalβ
He's just βfakeβ Kartlos was slightly surprised to see Florida's reaction. This was getting fun! "If you say so." He pulled away and leaned back on a store shelf as he shrugged. "You're the expert, right? Maybe you could tutor me or something?" He asked, still smirking. "It'd give us a chance to spend even more time together!"
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2012 9:55 pm
The State of Florida
Rutilio Acosta Carriedo
Grade 10
The Sunny Sophomore!
Florida isn't so much a place
where one goes to reinvent oneself,
as it is a place where one goes
if one no longer wished to be found.
ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ Florida watched the nation pull away and lean against the shelf. The way he shrugged and continued to smirk was... really cool actually! The state couldn't help admiring how good his new friend looked doing that although it did mildly worry him what sort of people that attitude might attract. Then again, New York had a similar attitude and the Empire State certainly wasn't lacking in tourists. If Kartlos could pool off that cool, mysterious hipster guy appeal then he might be able to use his singing to come up with something along the lines of Broadway... Not to mention Kartlos just looked really, really cool and it would be a shame to try stopping him.
Rutilio swelled with pride at being called an expert and nodded cheerfully. "Si! I would be happy to turtor you!" he said as his eyes glittered with amusement. "Spending time together, hm? Are you asking me on a date~?" he teased. ββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏββΏβ <>
<> Florida has its own rhythm, too.
People go to work,
they watch their children learn and grow
and start families of their own.
They play in the sun and pass their lives
enjoying the outsized blessings
that make our state unique.
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