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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 9:05 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero watched as Christian, with the ears of a bat, overheard his own mumbled questions about the profiteroles and magicked his way back into the conversation, hugging Franny—or failing to—as if she had just given him a sensational story. Then again, if Franny wasn’t the one to blame for Francis’ disappearing cream puffs, that was exactly what she had just done.
While the three briefly discussed the possible causes for the grand theft cream puff, Romero’s new companion had politely sat out of the exchange. Venezuela decided not to ignore him any longer than he already had.
“Lo siento; we’ve been trying to solve this ghost mystery for a few minutes now, and we just lost our lead,” Romero said apologetically to the dark-skinned male. “Anyways. I’m Romero Valentín, as I said a few minutes ago. Who might you be?”
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Out of Caracas: Sorry for the delay for such a short post! Dinner intervened.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 10:24 pm
Temp-Canada-  "Yes, it is. But I did not bring any of the stuff down with me. I was not really thinking."He smiled sheepishly at the other.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2012 10:31 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*  
After Germany and Italy left and a few extra moments of watching them leave, Ireland opened her phone and picked out 'North Ireland' on her contacts list. And typed a quick message.~text start~
North where are you???
Get ur lazy Irish a** down to the feild for the fesavile.
And wear something nice... show up in a kilt and i'll kill u on site.
-Moe
~text end~
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:18 am
From Jack: s**t I FORGOT THAT WAS TODAY ALSO I'M WEARING A KILT AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME IT WILL BE BREEZY AND COMFORTABLE LOVE YOUUUUU HEHEHEEH (( ILOSTMYPOSTINGSTYLEFORTHISGUILDALSOIHAVEN'TBEENPAYINGATTENTIONFORWEEKS I'M SO SORRY OMFG I'M GONNA DO STUFF HERE AGAIN I WAS JUST REALLY STUCK ON WHAT TO DO SO I JUST KIND OF SAT AROUND DOING NOTHING ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:27 am
 Northern Ireland
--Jack Kirkland-- Jack ran at Maureen from behind, his banjo in hand, and out of breath from running across the school grounds after hastily throwing together a traditional-looking outfit. Bumping into her a bit roughly he immediately bombarded her with as many words as he could manage to say in one breath. "Hey I'm wearing a kilt I'm sorry ok no I'm not so what's going on how does this work what are we doing what did I miss"
(( Out Of Something Creative: I DON'T HAVE ANY DRAWINGS THAT ARE JUST JACK THAT AREN'T JUST DOODLES ANY MORE. I really wish it made sense to bring Sean here because I really really hate making them both just be Jack ))
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 12:53 am
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior* Having been busy decorating their booth in green white and orange. (She asumed he would share hers but that was up for debate.) She didn't send a text back to him. She was already a bit miffed he was gona wear a kilt. The reason she didn't want him too is because it made him look too much like Scott. She really disliked him.
Being distracted with her decorating she wasn't prepared to have the other part of Ireland bump/crash into her at full speed... witch sent her to the ground, not a good thing in her short dress.
"AHHH!!!"
She was gona explode. Having fallen face first she again tyed to stop her fall and save her dress by braking her fall with her hands... not smart. One of the bandages had come off completly getting the cratches all dirty again.
"Godd damn it."(Out of Dublin: Yah it would be so much easyer if you had thought of the 2 earlyer, but oh well. I store all my RP layout codes in word files or whatever it is I'm useing. and lable them so i can use them again. I have multiple ones for America, and Ireland, and even Canada. For different RPs... I even have my old ones for the pirate RP some were.)
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 2:59 am
  ███
Feliciano Vargas
Anime Club Vice President
Culinary Club Secretary
Member of the Host Club
The Useless Junior Being the pig of an Italian he is, Feliciano eyed the food brought to Germany with curiosity. He hadn't seen such a dish. Judging from Ludwig's conversation, this boy was must likely one of the ones the captain of the Discipline Committee was in charge of.
"Ciao! Very nice to meet you." The Italian chirped at the sunny state. "Ve? You know Romano? Oh I see, you used to be under big brother Spain! Si, Romano has become quite of a d**k. He really isn't so bad, a bit rough around the edges maybe, but he actually really loves Spain and his famiglia. I should know since we share the same country." he smiled brightly. It was no surprised to him to hear about his older brother's actions but deep down he really means well. Unlike most, North Italy accepted the embrace with open arms. "Ruitilo, do you mind if I try some of your food? I have some risotto back at my booth if you or Ludwig want to taste."(Out of Pasta: )
Translation: famiglia >> family
( = ヮ =)೨ ~ ღ
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 4:39 am
 Indus Tamalika ~The Techno Wizard Senior~ Indus simply smiled ."Well, it is nice to meet you Romero, I am Indus Tamalika." Indus introduced himself.He remembered how they were talking about creampuffs, a thought struck him."You said you were looking for a cream puff, right?" He asked concernedly. ~The Mathematical Senior too!~ <> Out Of Curry:
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:13 am
Arthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
Junior 
"Uncreative?" What did creativity have to do with having a name that everyone would know what call you? All the matters is whether or not it's functionable. If it's not broken, why change it? Arthur sighed. "If you want to go by another name, fine, but I am still going to call you by the name I very well gave you."
Charlotte just shook her head at the two, until Christian repeated the magic words. "Ghosts!?" she squeaked and watched her brother go into excitement. North Carolina who would normally love this thought wasn't quite as excited as her brother. Just the day before she had a discussion about the possibility of the school being haunted with their sibling states during class. They even mentioned the idea of forming a ghost hunt, but with all these strange things happening at the school, the thought of it just didn't sit well with Charlotte. It was one thing of searching for paranormal activity in areas that were safe and familiar, but another when it's in an area of monsters and mythical creatures. Before the Tarheel could say anything, Christian was already hop, skip, and jump away to investigate on the tale. This time it was her turn to sigh.
The Englishman didn't understand what all the excitement was about. His place was filled with wandering spirits that he felt comfortable talking to them as if they were not dead at all. Arthur looked at the girl with concern since her shoulders were slumped and her head looking down at the floor. "Is everything alright?"
"Huh? Yeah." she wrinkled nose. "I was gonna ask him for some help on a song for our booths later on... but whatever. At least his is in a good mood for now. I better finish setting up and start some interviews too. I just joined the newspaper so I'll come back soon."
"Alright." England bid her farewell and went back to his own table.
((Out of Green Tea and Pepsi: ))
North Carolina, USA
Charlotte Wilson "Jones"
Freshman
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:20 am
Porkcow001 ~Franny~
Franny shook her head, "Naw Conne isn't doing a booth." she said. As she listen to the two, she was confused, "yeah Just got here....What ghost?" she asked a bit confused. As The states tried to hug her she freaked out a vanished before reappearing behind the state. "watch it bro..." she said.
As looked at the state, "there can only be one ghost and that’s me, don’t' want them hurt Conne he tends to get himself into trouble all the time....It think we should kill this ghost demon thing!" she sounded determined
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:23 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Lietchinsk 11th Grade Zlata by this time had began to bring out more food- mainly sweet pastries cakes and deserts. Sighing she glanced around the hall, it would be nice to have some company, but then again look on the bright side- at least she wasn't busy! Lips parting slightly she began to sing along to the lyrics of the folk song that was playing at her booth, hands smoothing the creases out of her outfit absent-mindedly.
Slovak>>>EnglishOut Of Combat:
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 5:26 am
Hello, This is Your Sanity!
Hello! Wait what Sanity? 
•´`• If I ran aound the world
would you run with me?
•´`•To see the stars in the sky
Watch it turn to day and
back to nignt
•´`•To run free without a care
Would you run with me?
•´`•But
•´`•How long would you stay?
Untill you found out the trusth,,,,
•´`•Of The
•´`•Darker Side
•´`•of
•´`•ME
Leah Kirkland-Jones ╔═══════════════════════╗ ~~ ╚═══════════════════════╝ Massachusetts
Leah finished her song and seemed to have calmed down. She placed her violin down on the booth with a sigh. She need to go find someone to bug, she lifted her eyes up only to see Arthur, wonderful! She skipped over to him happily. ""hey Salmon!" she smiled.
She giggled when she saw what he was wearing, "What are you wearing?' .
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 6:22 am
 There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittestArthur Kirkland
Student Vice President
Member of the Disciplinary Committee
The Junior Gentleman The Englishman had just set out some of his scones and fish 'n chips onto large plates on the booth decorated with the England's and the Union Jack's flag. Salmon? Arthur turned to the see who called out to find Leah. He hadn't realized she was talking to him. At least not a first. "I'm wearing my old knight outfit." To him he didn't see what was so funny. "What are you wearing?" he asked in return. (Out of Tea: )
British >> American:  I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 6:45 am
Hello, This is Your Sanity!
Hello! Wait what Sanity?
•´`• If I ran aound the world
would you run with me?
•´`•To see the stars in the sky
Watch it turn to day and
back to nignt
•´`•To run free without a care
Would you run with me?
•´`•But
•´`•How long would you stay?
Untill you found out the trusth,,,,
•´`•Of The
•´`•Darker Side
•´`•of
•´`•ME
Leah Kirkland-Jones ╔═══════════════════════╗ ~~ ╚═══════════════════════╝ Massachusetts
Leah rolled her eyes, "You look like an idiot, how can you even walk around in that?" She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at the scones, "You trying to poison people?" she asked. Even though Massachusetts rather enjoyed Scones she knew other people didn't like them. "My Boston Cream pie is way better.."
When he asked what she was wearing she let out a sigh. "Native American.... Like you don't know" .
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2012 9:18 am
 Juan MachadoThe Headstrong Junior"Ah, well, that's okay. I'm sure you'll figure something out for your stall." he thought about it for a bit "What about smoked salmon? I remember eating that when I visited your home."{Translations:}(Out of Havana: )Cuban Republic
Republica de Cuba
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