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 Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 10:55 pm
  American Idiots
"Y-You sly fox!" Alfred grabbed some random drink, noticing... "Crap..." He muttered, attempting to down the wine. 'Fine' crap my a**....! He bitterly thought as the beverage ran into his mouth. Unfortunately, the other had a lead while -of course- he had been talking. If only this were a beer drinking contest... he'd totally dominate. Well, if Germany were in it too, then... he'd probably lose. How more off track could he start being right now? This wasEngland, and he'd just love to see the man's face when he'd lose... "It's pretty neat to know that you still call me that, Artie...! " He muttered sarcastically, wiping his mouth after finishing it. (And ugh, did that wine taste too "refined") Oh, the surprises...
Not far off, it seemed like the new America wasn't amused. He had already embarrassed himself. "It's pretty obvious that I got my idiocy from you..." She muttered, talking to herself. She'd just have to explain to him that maybe they were just too alike.
[ Well, looks like Alfred's chances of winning are quite slim. XD ]
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:03 pm
Arthur's face turned red, likely a combination of, once again, intoxication and indignation. "Why-you-! Bloody wanker! I ough to-!", the heavily-eyebrowed man aimed to swing his bottle foward, but seeing as it was a new bottle, it proved to be a little too heavy for the drunken, woozy, former UK to stay balanced with.
He tipped foward, along with the bottle, and fell foward spectacularly.
"Daddy!" Alice's worried cry rang out. She pushed the armful of alcohole into Alfred's arms, and slumped down to try and pull Arthur up.
((...aaaand~ my next post is where I get to bring Britannia Angel out~! Ah, though it seems most of you are heading off to sleep already. ^_^ ))
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:11 pm
American Idiots
Feeling the bottles begin to pile up into his arms, Alfred set them aside to help Arthur up. "A-Arthur? Hey, you alright?" Obviously, no. Holding onto one of Arthur's hands into his own, Alfred heaved him up enough to hold him up, trying his best not to have the heavy man in his arms with ease (Just because that would be downright embarrassing), though -again, surprises were everywhere- it seemed as if Arthur were heavier than he last thought he was. "Hey, get up... we still have a competition, remember?" He wasn't helping much, but he might have to... 'wake him up.'
[ I was too excited to see Britannia Angel here. l'D ]
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:25 pm
"...." came from Arthur as he was picked up. Then, suddenly, a bright flash of light, purely golden as if it were straight from the heavens themselves!!!
"BRITANNIA ANGEL IS HERE TO HELP~!" and indeed, with the fall, Arthur had turned into an alter-ego of sorts, Britannia Angel. "Friendly competitions are fun, but don't take them personally, alright, kids?", he posed, winking to an unknown audience.
"Daddy, you're okay, right?", came Alice's worried question again.
"Oh, Alice~! Daddy was mean to ignore you!" Brittannia Angel flounced over to her. "Here! You should have some drinks too! Relax! Relax!", and he 'summoned' a bottle with a wave of his wand, forcing it in her mouth.
She struggled, not like being forced to do something, but with the alcohol being forced into her, she grew limp, and crumpled to the ground.
"See! We should all have fun~!", Britannia Angel twittered, laughing, and turning away to ignore the girl on the floor. It seems like even Britannia Angel could fall under the influence of alcohol.
"It's been a while since I've seen you Alfie! Look at how you've grown!", the angel spread his arms, expecting the former America to come running into his arms.
 ((O-oh...well, it isn't going to be anything too special. :'D .... sweatdrop I-I can't write B.A. that well, sorry. u.u Tell me if there's something you want me to do with him. :'D))
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:33 pm
VIVA ESPAÑA  Smiling, an older Spaniard sat one of the nearest elegant seats of this household, a household he remembered all too well, a household he that brought back so many memories.
A sigh escapes the male, and his eyes close while he reminiscences.
Another sigh is heard, one from a younger Spaniard, whom by appearance, looks like the other a little bit too much. This is natural, however. Like father like son, isn't that correct?
Yet there are differences. The younger male seems more dulled, eyes more jaded, hair silkier than his father. And his voice isn't as ecstatic. "Dad. Did you really have to drag me here?"
A cheery laugh soon erupts from Antonio, the once-all-mighty conquistador. "Si, hijo. No te podia dejar solo en casa." it's said in such a lively tone, but his son only groans. He's 17, and yet, his father still can't trust him to be home alone?
This isn't fun at all. His dad is sitting there, just happily remembering old memories, and he's left to stare at the elder America and England, watching as they try to hold some sort of drinking contest or something silly like that. If only there was something fun to do, he wouldn't be so sulky and bored! [Britannia Angel? FFF. I love you.]
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:37 pm
((I-I feel like I failed to deliver, though. D': ))
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 7:04 am
American Idiots
At that moment, Alfred could have sworn this guy just lost the contest through his haziness. "Britannia Angel?" Sounds familiar... He looked up at the shining angel, eye brows raised. He might as well been called partially sober, but a few more drinks might have gotten him almost just as drunk. "I think you've got enough drinks... " Well, whenever something like this happened, he would take it up himself. And being the 'Football fan of the millennium' he smiled, and tackled down Britannia Angel, laughing as if he were the child like centuries ago, recognizing this side of Arthur when he got... drunk. "Well, whuddya think? I had to catch up to you, right?" He purred a bit at that point-Okay, it was apparent. That last wine wasn't... getting him anywhere but in the 'zone'.
[ B.A. <333 ]
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 7:48 am
Nihon
¤ The country from where the sun rises ¤ ~*~ hajime mashite ~*~ "Natsuki, are you really sure about this?"Natsuki started to get extremely tired of that question. How many times had she heard it today? She had lost count somewhere around 37. She knew that her father just cared about her, but it was still irritating. "Hai, otousama", she answered, "I am." But to be honest, she wasn't. I fact, she didn't even know why she had decided to follow her father to the meeting. When they had gotten the invitation to the reunion of the old nations Kiku immediately said that he Natsuki should stay at home, because he knew how the older nations were and was worried that Natsuki might get into trouble. But Natsuki had, without hesitating, contradicted and said that she absolutely wanted to go. "It would be a very good experience for me", she had said, "and since otousama is with me to keep me out of trouble, it wouldn't be a problem." That was true, and she really wanted to meet with the older nations, but she still wasn't sure about the reason between her acting. She usually hated stuff like this, occasions, parties, meetings, whatever where you had to be around people. It just made her feel uncomfortable, since she really wasn't good with talking and being polite to people and such, and now when Kiku was with her she had to be extra polite. After hearing the same reply as all of the times he had asked her, Kiku just gave her a worried look and then turned his gaze forward. He felt bad about taking Natsuki with him, but since it was her own request he really couldn't tell her no. He was going to be worried sick about her during the whole meeting. He had some, no, a lot of very bad experience about the other nations and had always tried to keep them away from her. He knew he was naive, but Natsuki was his daughter, his one and only pride, and he only wanted to protect her.  They started to get close to the mansion, Kiku noted, and decided to use the little remaining time to give his daughter a couple of words of caution. "Natsuki, make sure to be careful now. Don't follow anyone you don't completely trust and don't drink too much alcohol. Watch out for France, and don't let any of the men get to intimate with you. Don't let the west nations give you any weird ideas, and, by all means, keep away from Russia."God, why don't you link me to a chain to carry with you too? she though, but what she kept on replying was "Hai, otousama. Hai, otousama. Hai, otousama." They were in front of Austria's house now, and Natsuki realized that she was really excited. She fixed her clothing (They were both wearing kimonos in dark shades, Natsuki's red and Kiku's blue) and Kiku took a deep breath before opening the door. It didn't seem to be many people there yet, maybe around ten, and the first thing that caught Kiku's attention was the old America tackling - was that England? He looked ... shiny - with a blond girl watching and another lying on the floor, seemingly drunk. Kiku just wanted to turn, run right through the door and take Natsuki with him. But there was no return now, and Kiku guessed that he just had to keep an eye on- Wait, where was Natsuki? As soon as she saw Alice passed out on the floor, Natsuki stepped forward, paying no attention to the older men and knelt down next to the blond girl, asking: "Hey, England-san, are you alright?"
~*~ doozo yoroshiku ~*~
((ooc: Gaah, sorry for huge post! gonk It just ... kinda ended up that way ...
Oh, and B.A. <333))
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 8:18 am
Watch out! The Canadians are here! Melissa will always answer like this.
Matthew will always answer like this.   Matthew only nodded until Arthur collasped and Brittannia Angel appeared. Both Canadians were perplexed. And not the good way either.
"Uh. Did Uncle Arthur just...die or something?" Oh wow. An angel appeared from when Uncle Arthur fell. Did he die and go to heaven or something? She turned hearing 'Alfie' The Americans where here? And the Japanese...And the Spanish. "Oh look daddy, Uncle Alfie is here! She pointed to the old America. Matthew only nodded again, knowing fully well he'll only be ignored like usual.
[[ooc]] Short post, AND its crappy too! -new record- I kinda feel sorry for Mattie now.[[/ooc]]
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 10:26 am
VIVA ESPAÑA "Oh, how nice. An angel." the elder Spain speaks first and the younger of the two stands there, jaw slack open, watching as for some odd reason, this angel is tackled to the ground by the first America and there's sparkles everywhere and-
Look away now. Look away.
And then, his father's speaking up again, waving towards someone that had just recently walked in. "Oye! Oye, Japan! Hey there!" Antonio is waving, grinning, and Raúl just kind of stands there, awkwardly, before shuffling away to the side. He decided he's going to go roam the halls now- maybe there's something interesting in this old house after all.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 10:42 am
"...", came from the girl on the floor. Then, suddenly, a dark shadow, cold as if it were straight from a hellish abyss!!!
"WHAT." and with that, like father like daughter, Alice had turned into her own alter-ego of sorts, 'Avalon Witch', similar to 'Britannia Angel'. Donning a witch's hat instead of a halo, a broom in place of a wand, and more ornate and darker-themed clothes than Britannia Angel too.
Speaking of Britannia Angel..."ALFIE'S SO BIG NOW~!", he damn near giggled. Ruffling Alfred's hair as if he were still that child many centuries ago, he hauled them to their feet with surprising strength. "TOGETHER, WE CAN MAKE A JOYOUS WORLD FULL OF UNICORNS AND SUNSHINE AND....", the angel rambled on, dragging Alfred and prancing around, trailing sparkles that would fade away shortly.
"..." Avalon Witch nearly gagged. Where Alice adored her father with a passion, Avalon Witch felt disgusted. This side of her, she was the more 'normal' minded one.
"Really? Sonofab****.", she sighed. Turning to Natsuki, she could only say, "Ignore this. Just walk away, and ignore it."
"EVERYBODY, JUST TRY TO IGNORE THEM, ALRIGHT? AND AVOID EYE CONTACT! THAT'S THE MOST IMPORTANT THING!", she announced, not wanting anybody to be pulled into this mess, but there was no doubt the older nations would probably be familiar with this already.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 1:25 pm
(could someone fillme in about what is happening..I'm a bit late to the party sweatdrop )
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 1:52 pm
American Idiots
F*** the contest earlier. F*** everything...! Alfred grinned as his hair was ruffled, clinging onto his fatherly and botherly figure. Nothing can possibly go wrong~ "SIR, YES SIR!" He roared, as if it were one of his old military training sessions. He let the shining angel drag around, smiling. Arthur makes one awesome Angel~ .... and cute. He commented to himself in thought, smiling like the drunkard he just became. He also wondered if his daughter could just be here to see. "AAAAABBBIEEEE! JOIN DADDY AND MR. KIRKLAND IN SPREADING LOVE AND JOY! HAHA!! The said girl turned away, storming off, on the verge of just going up to her father and punching a few teeth out. But since today it was in public... she'd have to wait until later.
[ What an awesome surprise. <3 8D Oh, I put a small summary on the front... Supposedly, an anonymous country sent invites to Austria's house for a party, and everyone so far's having fun. ^ ^ The old England got drunk and got into a drinking contest with the old America, only to turn into the Britannia Angel. XD The old Denmark came without his son, both Canadas made it, and the two Japans also came as well! ^ ^ Spain Sr. and Jr. came recently as well. :3 ]
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 2:05 pm
"WHAT A SPLENDID IDEA! YES! OF COURSE OUR DAUGHTERS MUST CONTINUE ON OUR LEGACY OF CREATING BEAUTY AND MIRACLES UNTO THIS WORLD!!!", Britannia Angel locked arms with Alfred, and skipped towards Abigail and Al-I mean, 'Avalon Witch'.
Arthur's daughter was not amused. Crossing her ams, with a face that plainly said, 'No. You are being stupid, so don't drag me into this.'.
"COME, AVALON WITCH, JOIN BRITANNIA ANGEL AND ALFIE PLUS DAUGHTER ON THIS GLORIOUS QUEST!!!", the angel rose a hand into the air, a light shining on him as trumpets blasted behind.
"...no. Britannia Angel is STUPID. Borderline retarded. Put some damn clothes on.", the girl commented. She was promptly ignored.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 2:09 pm
Nihon
¤ The country from where the sun rises ¤ ~*~ hajime mashite ~*~"Er ... okay then ..." Natsuki said, a little puzzled. Well, at least England didn't seem to be hurt or something. Following England's advice, she took a couple of steps back, but just taking a fast look at what the older nations were doing made her decide that she wasn't going to ignore them at all. Oooh no, she would definitely be watching. But with her father there, she would have to do so from a distance. By the way, he has probably freaked by now ...And he sure had. Seeing Natsuki walk straight up to the English-speaking countries, who all seemed to be drunk, made Kiku first blink in disbelief, then just stutter and looking around for possible help and finally walk over to Natsuki, still stuttering. He was not happy, and Alfred and Arthur (it was him after all, you couldn't be mistaken about those eyebrows) doing things which made Kiku shiver didn't make it any better. He took Natsuki by her wrist. "Natsuki, why don't we ..." he looked around for some reason to leave, and sighed in relief when he heard the old Spain calling him. "Why don't we go over and say hello to Spain-san?" A little disappointed by having to leave the scene, Natsuki answered "Hai, otousama", and followed him. "Hello, Antonio-san." Kiku greeted the European nation with a small bow. "This is my daughter, Natsuki. May this be your son?" ~*~ doozo yoroshiku ~*~ ((ooc: Augh, gotta go, or else my dad will kill me. x_x))
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