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 Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 6:28 pm
 ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★
Landon Blackwell Jones
||||!~The Golden Boy~!||||
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Landon groaned at the Floridian’s comeback. It was a poor stab at his state’s healthy lifestyle. Never mind that that healthy lifestyle had something to do with all the regulations his governors liked to put on people.
He grinned happily at Cuba’s affirmative response. He had guessed correctly! “And let me guess… Your name is Juan, right?”
California turned back to Florida. “So, do you have any ideas how to get there? The beach?” he asked, idly stuffing a few croissants into his mouth.
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 ||~You wish You were the Golden State~|| Out of San Francisco: Lol, really? I had no idea Landon's metabolism actually had a factual basis. || I think we ought to wait up for DF a little; see if Juliana actually will lend her car to their escapade. Else our two separate groups might have to meet up.
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 6:55 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.
☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ Rutilio hesitated at California's question and was silent for a moment as the gears in his head started creaking into motion. He hadn't thought about how they were going to the beach. Maybe there was a bus or something? But a bus would be too slow... "... N-No, do you?" he asked lamely with a sheepish smile. ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀ <>
< xd And, yes, I can find factual basis stuff for almost anything~! Even stuff you didn't know you were right about! You're welcome! wink >> 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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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 7:10 pm
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:09 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ "Well giving your all is all I can ever ask of you Mexi~!" Juliana exclaimed happily as she shrugged her backpack back onto her back, making sure to move her hair out of the way so it didn't become pinned behind it. Still holding her Pele lunch box in her left hand, she placed her other hand upon her cocked hip as she glanced around once more. "Well hmm, I thought he would would be--" She began before her eyes fell upon Rutilio, Juan, and a blonde young man whom she had yet to meet before. With a playful grin, she quickly bounded over to the group, wrapping an arm around both Cuba and Florida as she stood between then, careful of her lunchbox the entire time. "Hello boys~" She teased in a playfully sensual tone with a giggle following suit. "How are you all fairing today? No hangovers I assume~?"
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 10:55 pm
☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★
Landon Blackwell Jones
||||!~The Golden Boy~!||||
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Landon stared at the tall blonde girl who had just randomly bounced over to them and swung an arm around Rutilio and Juan with such graceful familiarity. He had no idea what hangover she was talking about, but it probably had something to do with the party his Paparazzi had eavesdropped on. She had ample breasts and supple legs, as well as a nice booty to hold them together, and though the Californian’s assessing gaze was brief, it lingered overlong on those assets before snapping up to her face. She had deep emerald eyes framed by thick golden curls that at the moment hinted at playfulness and amusement at his distraction, however brief it had been.
After a quick moment, though, Landon’s cheeky assertiveness clicked back into gear. “Hey, beautiful, can I get in on the action? It seems you’ve stolen my golden locks; it’s the least ya owe me,” he joked. “I don’t believe I’ve seen you before, but apparently my memory’s been running short today.” He tilted his head at Juan meaningfully before returning to the blonde girl. “Enlighten me. The name’s Landon, and I’m from California,” he said, holding out a hand. “And you are?”
***
||~You wish You were the Golden State~|| Out of San Francisco: Alright, and we're moving! I can't wait for Landon to randomly ask her about the beach and the car. biggrin
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Posted: Mon May 21, 2012 11:06 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*   It's not like the girl liked to be alone, but she was far to shy to even dream of introducing herself to a random nation with no reason. 'Hi I'm Ireland and you are? Ok bye.' Yah, that wouldn't make her look crazy at all. She sighed and continued to poke at her food.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 12:23 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th Grade Zlata's head was a pink shade now but she managed to ignore the heat which radiated off of her face. The slovakian managed a somewhat shy smile, "You did vell too, zhe 'elp ve got vrom everyone vas a great, nie?" Zlata set to eating some more of her soup. It was just what she needed, quick and filling. She dipped her bread into the soup occasionally taking nibbles of the soft baked produce.Out Of Combat: Nie; no
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 1:14 am
 Feliciano Vargas
JuniorFelicaino was happy to finally have lunch. The only problem was that he always felt better sitting and eating with his friends and family. He hadn't seen any sign of either of his brothers in quite sometime and the German family weren't around either, nor did he see Japan. The Italian gave a little sigh. Where was he going to sit? He continued to look around for anyone familiar. ( Out of Pasta: .)  
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 4:09 am
✿ Consuela Luz Maria Rodriguez ✿
The Rebellious Sophomore "Heh... I'm going to wipe that smile on your face, chica." Luz Maria mumbled to herself as she saw Juliana leave to talk to her cousin. She went back to eating her torta. "So, what's new with you?" she asked Picardy. Estados Unidos Mexicanos
United Mexican States Spanish >> English {Out Of Mexico City:}
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 4:49 am
Republic of Iceland | Emil Steilsson The Freezing Junior    □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ The Icelander managed to nod, though he was a bit unsure about everyone that actually went if they helped or not. It was then that Emil thought back to his brother and how sad he was. He still wondered about the reason why he didn't manage to do anything during the mission. Possibly it was because Mathias had to leave during it since he was called back home. Things seemed sadder now that the Icelandic teen had figured out what was wrong. Nonetheless, Emil shined a rare, tiny smile toward the slovakian as they continued to converse. "I didn't exactly do much besides help create a tornado out of fire though... But yeah, the mission went pretty well with everyone's help. Who knows what might have happened if so many people from that night didn't come.." There was always the possibility that they would die. Or if they were lucky, become the Mound Builder's slaves. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 4:59 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th GradeZlata nodded in acknowledgement of the ieclanders replt. Speaking of which, Zlata realised she hadn't introduced ehrself, "Excuse me zir I vorgot to introduce myzelf. My name ist Zlata, und yours pán?" Zlata moved her now empty bowl to the side and pulled a small pastry from her satchel, it was small and sweet looking and smelt pleasant as if it had just been baked as slovakia had heated it up that morning. Zlata took a bite daintily.Out Of Combat: Slovak>>>English
pán>>>sir
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:15 am
Republic of Iceland | Emil Steilsson The Freezing Junior □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ Emil blinked in surprise when the young woman suddenly introduced herself. Well, at least she was considerate of even bothering to introduce herself than leaving him to figure out on his own. "Oh no. it's fine.. It's nice to meet you, Zlata. My name's Emil." As he thought about it, his name seemed a bit lame compared to hers. Oh well, no use in changing it when it's suitable for his character. The Icelander finished eating his liver patties, so he just gulped down a few sips of water. He wasn't much of an eater after all. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:22 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th GradeZlata smiled, Emil was a nice simple name, "Eh-mill hm?...Zhats a nice name, its zimple but nice, if you know vhat I mean~ Aren't you 'ungry Emil? Or do you not eat a lot, ist zhat it?" Zlata blinked at how little the icelander ate. It must be a filling meal then, if it gets him through the rest of the school day though, Zlata thought to herself with slight shrug.Out Of Combat: Slovak>>>English
pán>>>sir
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:52 am
Republic of Iceland | Emil Steilsson The Freezing Junior □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□ The Icelander finished drinking the remaining water from the bottle right before Zlata cued her small joke. He actually chuckled, not mockingly or pitifully like usual, but he was actually humored. Emil shook his head to and fro when asked if he was hungry. "Not really... I'm not much of an eater." It was also the fact that any small simple meal could fill him up. He wasn't like the rest of his small Nordic family that practically ate a large feast. He wasn't like them at all actually. □□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□□Out of Reykjavik: Translation:
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2012 5:59 am
~Slovakia~Zlata Augustine Litchinsk 11th GradeZlata tilted her head to one side, not realising she had made a joke but it pleased her to see Emil amused nonetheless. The slovakian nodded in understanding, "I know vhat you mean, sometimes I'll get easilly villed up, even if it's a zmall dish. Depends really zhough~" Zlata took a small bottle filled with purple liquid and took a sip and caught Emil's eye and tapped her nose with a slight small smile. The bottle was full of wine, Zlata loved the stuff!Out Of Combat: I made a funny? O.o Slovak>>>English
pán>>>sir
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