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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 9:28 am
Armelle of the Forest The State of Florida
Rutilio Acosta Carriedo
Grade 10
The Sunny Sophomore!
Florida isn't so much a place
where one goes to reinvent oneself,
as it is a place where one goes
if one no longer wished to be found.
☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ Florida just smiled at Kartlos then looked up in surprise when he heard the bell. Time for second period already? It certainly looked that way as the next class started to file in. Rutilio's blue eyes brightened with excitement when he saw Spain walk into the room. It had been ages since he last saw his former boss! The state wanted to bound over and shower him with proper greetings, but he was a little hesitant to approach Antonio with the same enthusiasm he met most others. The conquistador was someone he had always deeply respected so it was important to show him a little more courtesy.
Rutilio managed to curtail his first impulse and instead politely raised his hand to wave back at Spain despite every fiber in his body screaming at him to jump his first empire. "H-Hola, Espana~!" he said with a slight hint of strain sneaking into his voice as he implemented self control. ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ <>
<> Florida has its own rhythm, too.
People go to work,
they watch their children learn and grow
and start families of their own.
They play in the sun and pass their lives
enjoying the outsized blessings
that make our state unique.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 9:47 am
 ☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior With a smile on his face, Antonio waved back to one of his former territories "Hola, Rutilio~ Better hurry to class before the tardy bell rings~" Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English {Out Of Madrid:}
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 12:55 pm
The State of Florida
Rutilio Acosta Carriedo
Grade 10
The Sunny Sophomore!
Florida isn't so much a place
where one goes to reinvent oneself,
as it is a place where one goes
if one no longer wished to be found.
☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ "Class?" Rutilio blinked as he remembered where he was supposed to be going and blushed. "Oh! Si! I am going now~!" He grabbed his bag and fumbled out of the room, still feeling a little giddy from the joy of getting to see Spain and his former empire remembering his name. Today was going to be a very good day! ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ <>
<> Florida has its own rhythm, too.
People go to work,
they watch their children learn and grow
and start families of their own.
They play in the sun and pass their lives
enjoying the outsized blessings
that make our state unique.
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 3:22 pm
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Landon Blackwell Jones
||||!~The Golden Boy~!||||
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Before Landon could voice his agreement with Rutilio and Kartlos, the end-of-class bell rang. That had been a remarkably fast class! “See you two in math!” he called to his companions before bolting out the door.
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 ||~You wish You were the Golden State~|| Out of San Francisco:
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 4:40 pm
☁ William Kirkland ☁
New Zealand・Aotearoa・Land of the Long White Cloud
"Sophomore and ready to learn!" ☀ William woke up a few minutes late after the bell rung. Nonchalantly taking his time packing his things away and going to his next class, the New Zealander didn't start rushing until he saw the time on hid wrist watch. He was so late! He trotted out the room and to math class. Hopefully, he wouldn't get scolded too much. Out of Wellington:
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2012 11:14 pm
❋-'-,-xxxx MY NAME MEANS "CHRYSANTHEMUM" xxxxxx本田 H O N D A x K I K U 菊
日本 | Japan President of the Anime Club⊱ the senior who senses the mood ⊰ Kiku walked into the classroom and took his seat, taking out his lab notes and pulling a pair of plastic gloves over his hand.Hajimemashite. Nihon desu. My hobbies are to sense the mood and refrain from speaking.
誠 | s i n c e r i t y Nihongo ➤ English:
{{Out of Miso: }}
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 4:55 pm
 Sr. Romero Valentín
 República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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Romero entered the science classroom and inhaled all the familiar smells of the laboratory.He loved this class the most, and he was almost glad he had missed math to start the day with this. He slid into his seat and began taking notes on the procedure the teacher had written on the board. It seemed that the lab of the day was dissection. Glancing over at the teacher's desk, Romero noticed several decent-sized sharks sitting in a hefty tray. This was going to be fun. The Venezuelan rubbed his hands together in giddy anticipation and bent down to withdraw his gloves.
It seemed that only Kiku had shown up. Since no one else was in the room, Romero supposed he was early, for the Japanese boy always showed up early to class. He really wanted to tell Kiku how his origami had saved the party last night, and leaned over to tap the nation on the shoulder. "Hello again, Kiku," he said. "I never thanked you for inviting me to your house over the summer. That origami you taught me really helped liven up the party last night."
 Out of Caracas:In Dorm 24, one of the events was pinata-whacking. Since no one had real pinatas, Romero used modular origami to make some. I'd said he learned it from a business trip to Japan before.
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 5:25 pm
❋-'-,-xxxx MY NAME MEANS "CHRYSANTHEMUM" xxxxxx本田 H O N D A x K I K U 菊
日本 | Japan President of the Anime Club⊱ the senior who senses the mood ⊰Kiku was drawn from his studying when someone tapped him on the shoulder and looked up to see Venezuela standing over him. Romero had a party last night? Kiku smiled faintly at the mention of origami and gave a brief bow in his direction, gratified. "Ohayou gozaimasu, Romero-san. It was no problem at all - I'm glad to have helped you," he said. Kiku hadn't seen Romero in a while...He figured he should inquire after the Venezuelan's health. "How is your day so far?"Hajimemashite. Nihon desu. My hobbies are to sense the mood and refrain from speaking.
誠 | s i n c e r i t y Nihongo ➤ English: Ohayou gozaimasu ➤ Good morning
{{Out of Miso: Ah, I see ^^ Lol, I should try that sometime}}
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 5:36 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín
República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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“I knew you’d like the thought of origami being used for good. Ah, bueno, bueno,” the Venezuelan responded airily when asked about his day. “It’s going to get a lot better since it seems we’re dissecting something today. Sharks, by the looks of it.” He rubbed his gloved hands together happily.
Those sharks reminded Romero of Kiku’s shark fin soup and consequently of the cook-off he and Luis were planning on throwing after school today. “Oye, Kiku, what say you come to our dorm after school today?” he asked the Japanese boy. “Luis and I are going to host a cook-off in preparation for that Multicultural Festival that’s I’ve heard so many rumors about. Do you know when it is?” he added.
Out of Caracas: (Bueno = good; Oye = hey. I think these two are common though.) I personally wouldn't like it--Modular origami is too much work to me. I sure do love normal origami though. || Would that invite also go in the Chatterbox or elsewhere?
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 6:06 pm
❋-'-,-xxxx MY NAME MEANS "CHRYSANTHEMUM" xxxxxx本田 H O N D A x K I K U 菊
日本 | Japan President of the Anime Club⊱ the senior who senses the mood ⊰Kiku nodded. "I'm glad your day is going well," he said, carefully sterilizing the equipment he would need for the dissection lab. He paused briefly at Romero's invitation. "A cook-off?" Kiku said. Well, he didn't have any plans this afternoon, so why not. "I'd be happy to attend...I'm not sure when the festival is exactly. It's supposed to be coming up, apparently, but I haven't seen any further notice about it."Hajimemashite. Nihon desu. My hobbies are to sense the mood and refrain from speaking.
誠 | s i n c e r i t y Nihongo ➤ English:
{{Out of Miso: You mean Romero inviting Kiku over? Nah, this is fine. ^^}}
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Posted: Tue May 15, 2012 6:19 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín
República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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Romero eyed the door while Kiku sterilized the equipment. It seemed unlikely that the other seniors would walk through that door anytime soon, so he busied himself with fetching a decent-sized shark for them both. He dropped it with a splat into the dissecting tray and instantly regretted it when a bit of formaldehyde splattered onto his vest. He would definitely have to wash that later...
Kiku accepted his invitation to join the cook-off, and Romero grinned happily. "So how have things been in your country, amigo?" he asked, slicing open the body with a care honed of interest during past dissections. With two more horizontal cuts, he peeled open the shark's belly, revealing a large, discolored organ. He checked the handouts he had picked picked up. "Looks like this is the liver," he mused. "That means the stomach is underneath, and these balls near its head are..." He paused in fascination tinged with a hint of revulsion. "Why are its huevos so close to its head?" he asked.
Out of Caracas: I remember watching this in seventh grade. Thanks to Physio today I do unfortunately know what those two tiny fins near the tail are... Odd that a shark's balls are so far from its tail. || Care to take the next cut? || I meant inviting the whole guild. Romero himself went to that party after hearing of it in the grapevine.
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 9:10 am
°o.O—¤ 𝔗ris ¤—O.o° εїз The Tennessee Walking Horse εїз Iris trotted down the hall with England still riding on her back. She was excited about seeing Tennessee again and getting back to her state. It had only been a few days since he left, but she was worried about him and wondered if he'd been taking good care of himself. Since cars had been invented and she didn't get to come with him on his journey's these days life had grown boring watching over his farms. Which weren't even his main source of income anymore now that chemical production and hydroelectricity had become so important.
Speaking of chemicals, did she smell a laboratory nearby? Iris' ears perked up and she raised her head to look into the science room curiously. Maybe her state was in here! Though Andrew still wasn't fond of the chemical companies and doing research for the Department of Energy it was normal to find him in a place like this. The mare took a sudden turn into the science classroom despite England urging her towards the freshmen classes. The horse began to walk calmly through the lab, looking under benches and around corners in case Tennessee had curled up to hide somewhere for a nap.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 9:17 am
☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior The Spaniard hummed a bit as he was working on his assignments. At least he didn't mind science all that much, unless it involved math. Suddenly, he caught the scent of something. Kind of like a... horse stall? He looked towards the door and saw a horse there. "AH! Ay dios mio! Un caballo!" Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English
ay dios mio! un caballo! = Oh my god! A horse! {Out Of Madrid:}
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 4:19 pm
 Sr. Romero Valentín
República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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It seemed that Kiku had no answer to the mystery of shark balls, and Romero turned to fetch a book to look up the information. He promptly bumped into something large and warm.
“Uf! Qué en mundo…?”
Romero looked up to see a chestnut mare regarding him curiously. The Venezuelan stared at the unexpected guest. “Qué en mundo?” he repeated perplexedly. He saw Arthur riding atop her back and figured that, as the rider, he should know why the horse was in a lab. “Oye, Arthur!” he asked loudly over the horse’s occasional snorts. “What are you doing, riding a horse into a science lab? Good thing we’re not doing chemistry right now; otherwise, that horse of yours could be badly hurt!”
Out of Caracas: How many classes will Iris visit, I wonder? || New post pic! biggrin
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed May 16, 2012 4:52 pm
°o.O—¤ 𝔗ris ¤—O.o°εїз The Tennessee Walking Horse εїз Iris rose her head and blinked at Romero in surprise when he said she didn't belong in the science lab. She had helped Tennessee when he worked on the nuclear bomb during WWII and spent a great deal of time assisting her state with other research projects given to him by the Department of Energy. The horse felt as though she was more qualified to be around chemicals than most of the present nations, but for now she decided to keep that bit of information to herself. Iris only snorted indignantly at his comment as she expertly maneuvered herself through the lab like a veteran scientist. Well, a scientist as far as horses went at least. It wasn't nearly as wonderful as farming or trail blazing, but as their states had to adjust to the modern era so did their familiars.
The mare was disappointed to see there was no Andrew hiding under any of the lab tables or benches and finally turned her attention to the class. Among the familiar chemical scents normally associated with a laboratory the horse happened to pick up something that smelled most definitely like tomatoes. That was Tennessee's favorite fruit! Iris' ears perked up as she followed the scent to Spain and began to nuzzle her nose up against his pockets trying to find the tomatoes. Maybe she could use them to lure Andrew out from hiding? xd >
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