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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2012 8:02 pm
 ► Thien Kim
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My mood is: Pleasant, Tired
My Condition is: Fatigued, Slight Headache
I'm talking to: No One
██████████ ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ Thien's heels clicked on the linoleum floor at a casual pace as she finally made it to her third class of the day, which was music class. Her hair was up in a rather messy bun and the fatigue that she wore was apparent from the dark circles underneath her eyes. A yawn escaped the Asian nation as she entered through the doorway and saw the Nordics beginning to tune up their instruments. She had stayed up all night fixing her laptop since it seemed that a virus had snuck onto her hard drive. Damn Americans and their identity thefts... She thought to herself at the memory of it all, but felt some relief in knowing that she sent the nastiest counter-virus to that hacker's hard drive. Taking a seat at a piano in the corner, since she wasn't in the mood to talk to many people today because of her exhaustion, she simply began to play a few keys at a time, trying to warm up before she began to play chords. ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ Out.Of.Guerilla
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Posted: Fri May 18, 2012 9:09 am
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban entered the music room. It was awesome. There were so many instruments to choose from. But he was in the mood to play some guitar. He grabbed one and strummed at the strings a bit. The sound of the instrument was so nice.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 10:57 am
 𝔦'𝔳𝔢 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬r𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 ᴅιsᴛᴀɴcᴇ
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ι'νᴇ sᴡᴏʀɴ 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱
𝔦'𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ʟᴏɴᴇʟιɴᴇss ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ After stopping off at her locker so she could grab her lunch since it was the next period after this class, Juliana finally made it into her music class. As she entered, she saw Luis immediately followed by some other countries whom she hadn't met before. Taking a seat between Luis and Berwald, Juliana fiddled with her skirt for a moment before she let out a sigh. She didn't really know what to play, so instead she just picked up her wooden flute and played a few notes, trying to get back into the swing of things, especially since it's been awhile since she connected with her native roots.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 12:36 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban saw Juliana had arrived. She saw she grabbed a wooden flute, one of instruments she used to play a long time ago "Hola, Juliana. I'm glad you were able to make it in time. if any of the disciplinarians caught you, you could've been sent to the office."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 12:48 pm
Buzz! Buzz! "If you wanted comedy, you texted the wrong person. But let's see... How many second violinists does it take to change a light bulb? None; they can't reach up that high!" (Borrowed from MIT. What do they need with a joke page...?)
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 1:00 pm
𝔦'𝔳𝔢 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬r𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 ᴅιsᴛᴀɴcᴇ
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ι'νᴇ sᴡᴏʀɴ 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱
𝔦'𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ʟᴏɴᴇʟιɴᴇss ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ After sending a quick text ot Romero, Juliana then had her attention brought over to Luis, who greeted her once more. Holding the flute in one hand, she then ran her fingertips against the grain of the wood as he spoke, her emerald eyes flicking between her dear friend and the instrument which she hadn't touched in years. "Yes yes, I know. I had to stop off at my locker and pick up my lunch, since y'know, its the next period after this one ends~" She replied as her smile returned to her lush, nude lips, a soft chuckle emitting from her throat at the same time. Just then, her phone vibrated, meaning she had a response. Secretly opening it so the instructor didn't see, she read over the message and pursed her lips together immediately, so she wouldn't look suspicious for laughing for no reason. Although the joke didn't make much sense to her, she was still happy that he at least tried. Sending a quick text back, she then slid her phone back in between her legs before returning her attention back to Luis. She smiled once more at her childhood friend before she raised the flute to her lips and began to play a rather charming flute ballad.[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 1:15 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorThat's right, after this class was lunch. The one time of the school day where all the students get together to eat and interact. Argen wanted to eat at the rooftop since he liked being outside and getting some fresh air, but he heard that the tough students like hanging around there to smoke and stuff. Or at least that's what he's seen in mangas he's read. He strummed the strings on the guitar with his fingertips "So... I was thinking of having lunch on the rooftop. The sun will be out, but at least it's nice and cool today. Want to come?"{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 1:45 pm
Buzz! Buzz!
"Senor is very curious. Meet you in the hall?" ~Romero
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 2:34 pm
𝔦'𝔳𝔢 ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs 𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔢𝔡 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰
𝔨𝔢𝔢𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔣𝔬r𝔱𝔞𝔟𝔩𝔢 ᴅιsᴛᴀɴcᴇ
𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔲𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔩 𝔫𝔬𝔴 ι'νᴇ sᴡᴏʀɴ 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔢𝔩𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱
𝔦'𝔪 𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 ʟᴏɴᴇʟιɴᴇss ▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Once she had finished her small piece, the Brazilian bombshell's attention was then brought back to her Argentinian friend, who was speaking at lunch at that moment. She blinked a few times before her features were immediately lightened with a radiant smile that shone as elegantly as her emerald orbs. "Lunch on the rooftop? That sound amazing~!" She exclaimed before a vibration between her legs startled her a bit, since she definitely wasn't expecting it. As she stealthily took out her phone and checked it, she then read it over and smile before she stood up from her chair, grabbing her backpack in the process. "Oops! Luis! I forgot I feed Renata this morning, I'll be back for lunch, I promise." She fibbed easily before flashing him a reassuring smile to both him and the teacher, who just nodded and let her leave the classroom, which she hastily did.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2012 2:49 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"Que? Um... O-Okay..." Luis Esteban watched his friend leave the classroom. he looked down sadly, he was hoping that maybe he could impress Juliana with a serenade he wrote... Okay, it was a work in progress, but he was hoping she could inspire him. Once again, he was all alone, but you should never forget to feed your pets. After all, they're family too. Not having any friends in the Junior class, he just strummed a melody in his guitar. Waiting until lunchtime started.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: all alone again D': *sniff*)Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 8:59 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th Grade Zlata gathered the paper she had been writing on and tied it with a slender piece of ribbon. Once that was done she slid the rolled up and tied paper into her satchel. Yay food! Thought Zlata as she headed to the Cafeteria. Out Of Combat:
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:12 am
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*   Maureen left the music room after the bell rang. Went to go get some food.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 9:19 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban looked at the clock as he heard the bell ring. Looks like it was lunch time. He hoped to see Juliana on the rooftop, just like she promised. He put away his guitar, picked up his things and headed out.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:48 am
Republic of Iceland | Emil Steilsson The Freezing Junior    □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ Emil tore away the clarinet from his mouth once he heard the bell ring. Finally, lunchtime had arrived. He unlocked the ligature and slipped his reed back into its little compartment before taking the clarinet apart and shoving it into its own case. The Icelander then carefully placed it back in its storage area and continued to the cafeteria. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 12:32 pm
► Thien Kim
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My mood is: Pleasant, Tired
My Condition is: Fatigued, Slight Headache
I'm talking to: No One
██████████ ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ Thien sighed in relief when the bell rang, indicating that it was now lunch time. Now for some food and some piece of mind, well hopefully. The other day at lunch, she had to sit down with her family after changing into a man. And Kasem had to see her that way too! Heaving herself out of her chair in the back, the raven-haired young woman then made her way to the cafeteria. ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ ██████████ Out.Of.Guerilla
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