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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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 Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 2:40 am
 George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman
It's cornbread and chicken
Where I come from a lotta front porch sittin'
Where I come from tryin' to make a livin'
And workin' hard to get to heaven
Where I come from  Georgia's eyes narrowed and seemed to get that menacing glow they tended to have whenever someone really angered him. Hell, his pupils even seemed to narrow and slit slightly like an angry feline ready to attack. He normally wouldn't have such a reaction with one of his siblings, but the hostility and accusations coming from his neighbor and supposed best friend was enough to make Georgia have to fight the urge to take a swing-- which punching one of his southern siblings was an even rarer event than him taking such a hostile stance.
It was probably a good thing Charlotte came when she had, otherwise the two normally calm siblings would have been ripping at one another's throats in the literal sense. Christian turned to Charlotte and pointed an accusatory finger at the younger boy, his face red with indignant that he normally didn't show when talking about Tennessee (but more reserved for Florida or New York). "He threw a damn tomahawk at me when I came over here asking if anyone in the family wanted to be interviewed for the newspaper since the principal tasked me with writing an article featuring the festival! Then he starts spouting off about me being full of 'it when he's over here acting like a god damn kid who's pissy about not getting his way over God know WHAT his problem is! Either way, though, if this is how I'm gonna get treated by him over whatever his issue is with me today, then I guess I should count myself thankful I found somewhere else to set up my booth so that way I don't have to feel like an outcast among my own kin."
He threw his arms up in the arm and his speech was very animated as he talked loudly. All of these things, plus the fact he actually cussed while addressing one of his older sisters, were clear signs that Andrew's simple act of attacking him were enough to get him really upset and bothered, and you could almost see the urge for him to just leave now and not have to deal with the problem like he sometimes would do when he was this badly hurt or upset.
Out Of Coke :: There aren't too many rules when you come here.
Mind your P's an' Q's.
Be polite to all ya meet.
Take pride in where you're from.
Tea is always sweet.
And it's Coca-Cola, not Pepsi!
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 2:47 am
 Oi Oi Vati give me a beer
Oi Oi Mutti, Oi Oi Mutti
I can't forget the flavor
of that wurst I had before Ludwig Ludwig quickly went over and took the box from Maureen since she seemed to be having some difficulty carrying it on her own. "Here, let me help you vizh zhat. Vhere is your stand? I can carry it for you so zhat you von't have to worry about dropping it."
The German heard a commotion already beginning and looked over to see Georgia. Well, the clothes that the peach state was wearing sure brought back memories. He could remember when he was just a little kid first learning how to shoot thanks to the German's teachings... Still, it was a bit early for him to be getting so upset. he then spotted the tomahawk in the ground and the fact that another one of Alfred's states seemed just as angry, if not more. he sighed, knowing he would have to keep an eye out to make sure that this didn't escalade more than it probably already had.
When he saw Italy, Germany shifted Maureen's box so that he could wave to his friend. "Guten morgen, Feliciano. It's gutt to see you voke up early enough to get your cooking done. If you need help setting up, I can help you out after I'm done helping Maureen."
Out. Of. Chocolate. Cake. ::   "One night, I couldn't sleep well and opened my eyes...to find some strange guy staring at me." "The hell are you doing, Italy!"
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 5:21 am
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Andrew didn't look the least bit impressed by Georgia's glare. If anything, he seemed to welcome his brother taking the first swing at him. Then he wouldn't have any reason to hold back. He considered the fact he hadn't actually struck Christian with that initial throw of the tomahawk being nice. Tennessee heard Charlotte somewhere, but at the moment all he could see and hear around the red haze was the Georgian in front of him. "Then why don't you go already? I bet you'd prefer to get in some more wrestlin' anyway," he scoffed with utter contempt for the stupid lie which made him feel even more stupid for believing it. From anyone else in the world this betrayal would have stung yet a part of him expected others to take advantage of him for being naïve or trusting, but not Georgia. His big brother who he had looked up to and secretly admired so much through his childhood wasn’t supposed to trick him. It just wasn’t supposed to happen! In contrast to Georgia, his words became ominously soft and low. Normally even in the worst situations Andrew was able to keep some of his cool, but not this time. He didn't want to keep his cool this time. Andrew could almost feel the floodgates around his heart being wrenched away as something he had always tried to hold back came bursting out. "You're always lookin' for convenient excuses to run away from us, so ********' go! You're never protectin' anybody but yourself. You just use that shield nonsense as an excuse to push us all away!" The words California had said to him the other night about losing a brother echoed hauntingly through his head and heart as he squeezed his eyes shut while frustrated tears threatened to develop in the corners. “This’ll just be some new damned convenient excuse for you to use to shut us all out! Well, you don’t have to worry ‘bout shuttin’ me out no more, Christian, ‘cause I’ve had enough! I don’t care what happens to you from now on!” The Tennessean couldn’t stand there and wait for a response with how choked up his last sentence became. Just saying the name Christian hurt and made it all feel so final. After all these centuries of trying to reach out to his brother, it felt like he had given up on a part of himself as he finally gave up on George. Tennessee wound up being the one who was forced to turn and march away first not knowing what else he might say after his mouth betrayed his heart by spouting out all of that. Not that there was much else for the normally quiet and conservative state to say. He had pretty much just spat in his brother's face then thrown a bomb in his lap right in front of half the family. Still, he had yet to actually spill Christian's secret. As angry and distraught as he was over the whole situation, Tennessee wasn't the sort to blab other people's business as if it were his own. ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:09 am
(All your pictures hard just too adorable! So many cute pictures in 1 place, I may die of cuteness overdose!)
Cherelle smiled, catching on to the joke. "Try over here." She said, pointing to Africa. Then she found the few tiny dots which represented her on most maps and pointed them out. "Just north of Madagascar." Then, remembering that California was the home of Hollywood, decided it would be a good idea to add "You remember that movie, right?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:11 am
 ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" Johnny was thinking of how to react to his brother's answer, when Christian and Charlotte hit the scene.When the shouts went through the air, he immediately felt solace from the shotgun he jury rigged to shoot tranquilizers he hid in his booth to take down any problematic people...Most specifically, other states who were pissed.But, when Andrew left, he let him get a few yards away before he went after him.
"I'll be right back." He said to the others before making his way over to Andrew, out of hearing distance of the other states."Lemme guess, it has something to do with this?" He asked the volunteer as he pulled his phone from his pocket, immediately finding the text from Leah he was looking for, and showing it to his northern neighbor. Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:13 am
You could travel the world,
But nothin' comes close,
To the golden coast!
Once you party with u-us,
you'll be fallin' in love! ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆
"Oh, I see!" Landon nodded. "Of course I remember! I'll be sure to visit!" But his attention was quickly taken elsewhere.
Of course Landon overheard the commotion going down just four booths north of him. It would seem that his pot-stirring had finally gotten Andrew to blow. It was interesting that Georgia hasn't yet realized it was him behind all this, but he knew it was coming, and it would hurt.
In an effort to delay the inevitable at least until Cherelle and Kartlos had enjoyed his Californian culture and left, Landon pumped up the music again and resumed dancing with his imaginary headphones. The only indication he gave at what he expected would come was his incorporation of several somewhat innocuous stretches and practice jabs into the routine.
"Come on! Hop in!" he said, beckoning to his two visitors. Conveniently enough, the song that was now playing in a much-amplified fashion was the BeeGees' You Should Be Dancing. ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆
Out of San Francisco: Is it still summer for y'all? I got school now...
------------ California boys, we're undeniable,
Fine, fresh, fierce,
We got it on lock!
West coast represent, now put your hands up!
Oh o-o-o-o-ohhh!
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:19 am
Hello, This is Your Sanity!
Hello! Wait what Sanity? 
•´`• If I ran aound the world
would you run with me?
•´`•To see the stars in the sky
Watch it turn to day and
back to nignt
•´`•To run free without a care
Would you run with me?
•´`•But
•´`•How long would you stay?
Untill you found out the trusth,,,,
•´`•Of The
•´`•Darker Side
•´`•of
•´`•ME
Leah Kirkland-Jones ╔═══════════════════════╗ ~~ ╚═══════════════════════╝ Massachusetts Leah frowned as the two started to fight, "I'm ugh just gonna go back to my booth, umm over there....umm yeah..." Massachusetts wasn't sure how to handle the two southerners. She knew hoe to handle most of the Northern states, she had no experience with the southern states though. So the situation made her feel odd. "You all are welcome to have some pie, it helps me feel better.."
So she crept back over to her booth. She took her violin off the stall, she needed to take her mind off what just happened. So she put the bow to the violin and began to move it across the strings, making a nice Tune. She made sure to play soft, not to disturb any one around her. .
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 7:43 am
(I still have a weekk and a half of summer left c: ugh... short post... crappy post... tthis is why I shouldn't to when I fisrt get up... ) Kartlos shook his head, knowing that he was not the best dancer, and instead sang along with the words when he knew the words. --- "Awesome!" Cherelle said with a smile. When he turned up the music, she was glad to dance for a bit, but soon decided to leave. She wanted people to see her culture too, and she knew it would probably be best if she was at her booth. "See ya!" She said as she ran off to her booth. --- Picardy wandered through the festival. He hadn't done anything special for it, since he figured France probably covered anything Picardy might have brought. Picardy spotted France in his booth, messing with his rroses. No surprise there. Across the room he saw Mexi. That might be interesting to check out, he thought, So he walked over to her booth. "You look nice." He told her.
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 9:55 am
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Tennessee tried to glare at Alabama when the older state approached. He wanted to look intimidating enough that he would just back off and leave him alone, but after that major outburst Andrew was more tired than anything. The normally calm and almost stoic state wasn't used to all that emotion and he still felt as if something he didn't know how to control was brewing in his heart. It was exhausting to get so upset. Andrew stiffened when he saw the text and looked away almost as if it had slapped him or something. The boy clenched his fists angrily and grit his teeth. "... He lied to me 'bout it," he said. "I don't care why he did it. If he ain't gonna trust me then why should I trust him?" ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
The Volunteer <>
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 10:35 am
 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Juliana continued to stand there, her stance firm and confident. Even though it was still early enough in the morning, her outfit had already seemed to cause a slight flurry of gawking, whispers, and voiced opinions like "Damn!", which she had heard emit from the Californian's lips as she passed his booth to hers. She giggled under her lips, sending a flirtacious wink in the direction of the younger blond before she began to survey the progress of her booth.
There were three distinct sections to her booth, which fanned out and made it look even larger than imaginable. To the left were many exotic plants, trees, and flowers that she had sent over from the Amazon companied by some beautifully colored Macaws, Toucans, and other exotic birds who were perched amongst the flora and gave the "forest" some life. She also had her ocelot Renata casually walking around through the plants, purring since it felt like home for her. To the right of the main section was a game one of her men set up to rate how well someone could kick a soccer ball into a few holes cut out on a target, so if they could best her, then she would gladly give them some prizes that were hanging on the walls. They ranged from cute stuffed animals to knives and other collectables she had on display. Then there was the center section, the biggest one, which looked the most like Carnival that had come to campus. There were lights, hanging, laser, and moving lamps, which lit up her booth to look just like one of her beautiful floats, which she definitely prided herself on. There were moving, animatronic parts; a brightly-painted jester's face, a leopard's head, some ocean waves, and the Christo Redentor in dead center. Below all of the lights and moving parts, was all of her food and alcoholic beverages out in the open and ready to be sampled. All that was missing was the music.
"Hn?" The Brazilian then uttered as her attention was brought away from the beauty of her intricately designed booth to Romero who had appeared behind her. He was dressed in his matador's uniform and she wasn't blind, he looks so handsome that her breath was nearly taken away--nearly. When she heard his question, she chuckled as she lifted a hand and moved some of her hair behind her ear as she stared upwards at him. "Por que sim meu matador de bonito~!" She replied as she kicked out her legs in a quick samba routine, spinning around on the ball of her left foot before she stopped with her hand extended for him to grab. "Unless you don't think you can handle it~" She teased in a voice just above a whisper, so that only he could hear, as she fluttered her long eyelashes before winking at him in a playfully seductive fashion.
[Out.Of.Rio: por que sim meu matador de bonito >> why yes my handsome matador]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 11:20 am
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*   The blush instantly returned to her cheeks as the tall blond took the box for her.
"Thank you."
She looked down for a moment till she herd the German call to the little Itallien. She too waved at Italy with a smile. Ok back to bisness, she didn't want him to have to hold the box longer then necessary.
"Over there next to were England's should be?"
She pased curiosly at the row of empty booths. Was she the first one there? She would have to call him too. Or maybe he just decided on a different spot.
"The one on the end, thank you... again."
She fiddled with the new bandage she had put on her hands earlier, having not done too good a job, she would force her brother to do it for her. She reached into the little purse she had looking for her phone.
(Out of Dublin: The dess Ireland is wearing looks a bit like this.  )
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 12:34 pm
 Juan MachadoThe Headstrong JuniorJuan just chuckled "Well, I still stand by what I said." he began to set up his own stall, with food and decorations.{Translations:}(Out of Havana: )Cuban Republic
Republica de Cuba
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 12:39 pm
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorRiding his beautiful white horse, and wearing his gaucho outfit, Luis Esteban managed to make it to the festival. All of his things were carried by a small cart Esperanza was pulling. When he spotted his brother and Juliana, he waved at them "Hey!" He couldn't help but blush when he saw Juliana's outfit. Was it really okay to wear that in the fall?{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 2:18 pm
✿ Consuela Luz Maria Rodriguez ✿
The Rebellious Sophomore Luz Maria spotted her new little friend. She smiled and waved to him "Hola, Picardy. Gracias. I made it myself." Estados Unidos Mexicanos
United Mexican States Spanish >> English {Out Of Mexico City:}
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 16, 2012 2:56 pm
~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" Johnny simply gave his brother a stern look when he glared at him."Mister, you are DAMN lucky I don't take the belt to you like I used to." He said before taking a seat next to the volunteer.
"Now Andrew...If you and Seychy were engaged, and none of us knew about it, and you didn't want us to know or make a big ruckus about it, would you be worried we'd find out and be mad at you for keeping it secret?" He asked calmly."George never hides anything unless he's scared it's bad for one of us to find out bro...Would you want me to find out if you, god forbid, were in love with either Flowers or Peaches? Most importantly, would you think I'd be MAD at you for it because I'm a bit over protective of my siblings?" Johnny asked his younger brother."Remember how you keep threatening Latvia when he's near Hawaii? Remember how you act when so-and-so talks to your sisters? If I had a crush on one of our sisters, I'd be fearing for my LIFE because of you...So the b*****d has SENSE!!...He lied for his LIFE!" He went on with a bunch of hand gestures to add emphasis.
"Plus, he's with FLORIDA!!! The b*****d Spaniard of the south! You can't stand him half of the time! That just makes him even more scared and worried to tell you!" He added finally."He only lied, to keep you, him, and the Spaniard safe and not cause a fight...Do ya understand" Southern Sass To The King's English
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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