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 Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 5:02 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. 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? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ Connecticut watched his two argue a bit over Music, he hoped it didn’t get into a large fight, The Way Conne solved sights between two other people wasn't the way most people do, it involves a lot of pain, basically Punching both parties in the face until they shut up. And you thought Conne was a wimp.
As Romero came over to play with them and glanced at Franny who had a way to happy smile on her face. Conne hadn't noticed but she had flipped through the deck and taken cards, and replaced her bad ones.
Conne glanced at is cards. He had nothing, he sighed. Oh well.
Nutmeg state! Who Am I?
I'm Connecticut you idiots.
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 9:24 am
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ "What's a gringo? I think I've heard Florida use that word before..." Tennessee muttered as he gave Venezuela an odd look. He had also never heard of a gaita, but if it was some kind of dance it might be fun to see. "No, but I'd like to if it's as good as you say." He also settled back down at the poker table since it seemed like everyone had finished with the food. Speaking of finishing the food, where had Luis gotten off to? He looked up to see if he could spot his friend before raising his voice. "Luis, did you say if you wanted to play or not?" he called as he glanced over his cards. His expression faltered into near worry when he heard what Alabama said about the joker card. "You still playin' with that voodoo stuff?" Andrew asked warily as he eyed his brother. The Volunteer State had never been comfortable with the voodoo culture of the Deep South. He thought it was all evil and a good way to get your house filled with demons. As haunted as Tennessee was, the supernatural beings were mostly just lost souls and very, very rarely demons unlike what could be found further south. "You an' the others are gonna get messed up real bad one of these days messin' with that stuff... I don't get why y'all like it so much." ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 9:37 am
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorSeems they were now playing loud rock music. Luis Esteban wasn't such a big fan of rock, he didn't like anything that was loud. When he heard someone call to him, he peeked out of the kitchen as he was drying a plate "Senor Andrew? Uh... N-No thanks... I don't really know how to play cards... Plus, gambling is bad. Once people start, they don't want to stop."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 10:15 am
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ "We made a promise not to bet any money so I think it's ok..." Andrew said although he also had his reservations over playing poker. He hesitated a moment as he thought over how Luis was talking to him then smiled. "You know, I figure since we get along pretty well we're friends, so you don't have to call me somethin' like senor. That's like callin' me mister, right? It's fine if you don't." ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 10:56 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorJuliana has told him the same thing. How there's no need to be formal around friends "L-Lo siento, it's a bit of a habit for me... My boss taught me to be polite to other nations or states. So, I've gone accustomed to being formal to all. But, I'll try to stop, if that's what you want." The one thing they had in common was their love of horses. Once he started talking, there was no stopping for the Argentinean gaucho.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 1:48 pm
 "Johnny Kane" ~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~ ~Alabama-The heart of Dixie~ Johnny looked at the Volunteer with a smile when he mentioned the voodoo thed they do."As I've said, I use both voodoo and black magic to balance the other out.With voodoo, what you summon is harsh and uncontrolable...With black magic, They're controlable, but very limited.It's very good to have when you learned how to balance em."He said with a smile.
Johnny placed his hand down to reveal four Jacks an a Two."Five Jacks."He said happily with the fact that twos were wild. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~:
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 2:11 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. 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? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ Connecticut looked at John, "Mr. Tennessee is right, the reason you can't find my name anymore is because of that magic You should stop before you have to end up calling your self Ala or something" he said seriously.
"fold" he said simply
Franny smiled at Luis, "Luis is the only way to get you to do fun thing is to get you drunk~" she said sweetly. "I have Champagne back at my Dorm I can bring for you.."
Franny stood up and glared at the heart of Dixie when he put down his cards., "Ah you cheat!" she accused him, but she had cheated herself, she just wanted to win.
"wait you have Champagne in our dorm..Franny what if Brazil and Georgia find it, there gonna think I'm some kinda of alcoholic!" he said but he knew Franny wasn't listening. Nutmeg state! Who Am I?
I'm Connecticut you idiots.
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 2:18 pm
"Johnny Kane" ~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~ ~Alabama-The heart of Dixie~ Johnny looked at his brother.If there was one thing you could trust from Conne...It was advice on the paranormal."I'll only use it in dire emergencies..I guess."He said as he rubbed the back of his head."I'll stop for you guys.I don't want any hazardous demon telling me my family has a week to live, after all."He said with a smile. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~:
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 2:37 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban puffed his cheeks at the mention of alcohol "No, Franny. You know I can't have alcohol. My behavior's unpredictable when drunk."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 3:06 pm
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ "It's alright if you wanna keep callin' me senor, I guess... Whatever feels right," Tennessee said with a small shrug. "Maybe it'll feel more natural if we're better friends. I mean, we only met earlier today so it's fine if we're still formal with each other..." His own brother, on the other hand, got a look when he called him Mr. Tennessee again. "Andrew or Tennessee is fine," he muttered as he turned his attention to his cards again and adjusted his hand quietly and said nothing. He was a terrible liar so he knew if either of his brothers tried to pressure him about what he had it would all be over for him. He was just too straightforward and honest of a person to have a shot at these sorts of mind games. He was like that in politics, too. If it wasn't a problem he had a firm stance on or could bash through with his fists then he'd try to keep his head low and hope the issue resolved itself. He looked up in shock, though, when Alabama mentioned a demon trying to kill the family off because of voodoo. "That could seriously happen?" he gawked. ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 3:15 pm
"Johnny Kane" ~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~ ~Alabama-The heart of Dixie~ "Only If I screw up a single instruction in a ritual.Like say.If I use Cola insteads of Citrus."He said with a phoney baloney look on his face."Nah! I'm just kidding.I don't think it can happen."He said happily. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~:
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 4:03 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. 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? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ Connecticut shrunk back when he got that look from Andrew, "S-sorry" he muttered. When He asked if a demon could come attack them, could really happen. He glanced at Johnny, "Well You have no idea how many Times Massachusetts almost killed me by doing that. I live with her so I tend to be around when she screws up." Nutmeg state! Who Am I?
I'm Connecticut you idiots.
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 4:47 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Tennessee didn’t know what the word gringo meant? That wasn’t entirely surprising, given that he came from the central-east Estados Unidos and not the South, where South Americans mixed freely with North. “Gringo just means white person,” he told the state. “Whether or not it’s an insult depends on the tone it’s used in.”
Romero accepted the card Alabama traded him for the strange joker and glanced at it. Another king? Not bad—that made a full house! The Venezuelan grimaced, however, when he saw Alabama’s hand before he could stop himself. A full fivef jacks? There was no way he could beat that! Unless…Maybe he could bluff his way to the pot by claiming five kings?
One glance at Johnny, and he decided not to. He didn’t know if the Southerner had seen his momentary grimace, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Besides, with his aces and kings, he had the next best hand in the game, notwithstanding another suit.
“Full house,” he said coolly, revealing his three kings and two aces. He had watched Connecticut sigh at his hand, so there was no way he was winning anything, unless he was an exceptionally good liar. Andrew struck Romero as the honest sort, so he wouldn’t lie, right? But what was his hand like? Come to think of it, what was Molossia’s hand like? “Oye, Kevin,” he called. “You still playing?”
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Out of Caracas: If no money is being bet, what is? Bragging rights? Anything measurable?
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 6:39 pm
"Johnny Kane" ~Freshman and still taller than many seniors~ ~Alabama-The heart of Dixie~ Johnny smiled as he looked at the Venezuelan."Nice move, a bluff getting called is a shot at one's pride."He said with a toothy grin."Andrew, whattcha got there?" He asked with a smile. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~:Let's just say bragging rights.
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Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 6:46 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero smirked when Johnny said that. “Remind me next hand to raise you ten gallons of your pride,” he quipped. He gazed expectantly at Tennesse, Connecticut, Molossia, and Franny, waiting for them to reveal their hands.
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Out of Caracas: I couldn't resist. biggrin
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