Welcome to Gaia! ::

The boy’s tone was obnoxious, but at least he had deigned to be polite. Something about the way Molossia said senior ticked Romero off. “The name’s Romero, not senior,” he growled. But he left it at that, since he didn’t want to start a fistfight in his own dorm. Even if it was shared by three people, this was still the same dorm Romero had had as a freshman, and he felt a bit of ownership toward the little quarters.

He glanced in Franny’s direction as she announced her subsequent departure. The Venezuelan didn’t want her to go, despite his lack of attention towards her the entire evening, but he understood her desire to leave. “You could ghost yourself out of the physical realm; you’d simply pass through everything you hit,” he said in a lighter tone, attempting to make levity of the situation.

His eyes widened when Kevin asked about the rockets. What was he thinking? “I don’t have anything against rockets,” he replied, “but the admins might. I wouldn’t risk it, not with Vice around.”

Luis Esteban Salazar-Carriedo
The Timid Junior

He didn't like where this is going. Kevin sounded like a troublemaker. And a very aggressive person "I, uh... I'll just set the table...." he rushed to teh kitchen to grab the food and put it on the table.

{Translations:}
(Out of Buenos Aires: last post for today. I'll try to be on tomorrow)



Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina

Romero laughed as his tension from the unexpected encounter with Molossia dissipated. "You're better off trying everything, since we'll all recommend our own dishes," he said as he gestured again to the many meals here.

"Anyone up for music, or dancing, our games?" he asked after a thought. The night was still young after all.

~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~

~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~

"Nobody said ya had to gamble bro." Johnny said with a smile."I don't even bet half of the time.I mean, It's not like I'm as thick headed as I look."He said as he pulled a deck of cards from his pocket."I always carry some around to entertain with card tricks or when I'm out to socialize."

I'm Conne, stuck in the shadows of larger states, I really am a state! I swear! Why can't anyone notice me? I'm not a no one, I'm Conneticut, the Constitution State, remember me?

I'm Conne, stuck in the shadows of larger states, I really am a state! I swear! Why can't anyone notice me? I'm not a no one, I'm Conneticut, the Constitution State, remember me?

The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀

Tennessee blinked when Johnny brought up being thick headed and frowned lightly. Had someone been saying he looked thick headed? Ok, maybe that was a dumb question. Andrew was aware how many states looked down on Alabama or made fun of him for not doing so hot on a lot of national tests, but he liked to think no one had been bullying Johnny about it. Maybe he was just being a little self conscious?

"Then I guess I'll play..." Andrew finally agreed after a moment of thought. He would be in trouble playing card games. Though his expression generally remained neutral and a bit hard to read, that all fell apart if he was trying to lie. Tennessee was a horrible liar despite his best efforts. It just didn't come naturally to him. While the others began to set up for the game, Andrew took notice of Louis setting the table and raised his voice to the nervous looking man. "You need any help?" he asked as someone knocked on the door. The state glanced over to see Connecticut enter the room and merely nodded in greetings. He didn't really know the older state very well.

Grade 9
The Volunteer