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 Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:31 pm
((First, I love cosplayers-> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m8M2KvN1YQcSecond, what's gone on, and where do I need to have my characters? *I'd read but I kinda have a lot I'm doing right now, as in, making a Lolita dress))
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:31 pm
Medic sighed. "Zhe man viss zhe vhite hair is a god, Soldier," he tried to explain. Of course, being anything other than Christan or Catholic, or any sort of branch thereof, was pretty much along the lines of being un-American in Soldier's book. Before he could get shouted at for believing some "pagan nonsense," or whatever the unstable man would come up with, Medic continued, "Und zhat room you were in vasn't a respawn room, it vas zhe teleporter room. Like vhat Engineer builds, only much, much bigger."
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:36 pm
( *posts random shite* )
Hisoka grumbled in irritation as he carried Matthew to his room. Well, he was trying anyway. The drunk in his arms was more interested in getting naked then doing anything else, which had Hisoka more then ticked because it was a fight to keep the Canadian in his clothes. He prayed that this was the only time he would ever meet him drunk. Too bad this was a first encounter. From the mumbles of Matthew, Hisoka guessed that the room with the bear sitting in it, was his. The young shinigami carried him towards the bed and lay him down. "Stay dressed!"
"Mph... but its so hot outside~"
"Well, you are inside, keep your clothes on. Its just the alcohol in your system-.. !!!! STOP THAT!" Hisoka barked, as he covered his eyes and pushed the Canadian away.
Suddenly, Mattie was becoming more and more like his Papa by the second. For one, he greatly enjoyed stripping down, and with that look on his face, it was easy to tell he was the nation's son.
Hisoka panicked and quickly threw a blanket on him before moving to leave the room and the blonde behind. No way was he dealing with this. -grow up- he thought.
Mattie lay on the bed, completely nude now. Just on the covers, not caring in the least.
Arthur was still in the hop with Francis, but he had fallen asleep in the chair beside the bed, sitting at an odd angle. He was sure to get a stiff neck and back, but the Brit could care less. He needed to be right there.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:46 pm
Alfred was halfway through biting into a hamburger before he heard commotion going on. He turned around, watching as his brother was pulled into the room, he blinked, watching as Matthew stripped- not able to exactly hide the small blush on his own face. At least the new guy seemed to not really be interested in Mattie that way, but he was wondering what could have gotten Matthew so smashed. He stood up after the boy had left, putting the hamburger away before approaching, "Matthew?" He blinked, "Why are you drunk?"
Francis groaned lightly, he was getting better. His eyes fluttering open. He turned his head, looking towards Arthur- he was asleep, but... that angle couldn't be comfortable, could it? "Dear Arthur," his voice was hoarse, he was still weak, "Sleeping like that may harm you." He spoke.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 9:55 pm
"I'm not" He said. "I'm.. I'm I didn't mean to.." He mumbled, lookig back at Alfred. A sudden beaming smile on his face. It was odd that he never had a high tolerancy, when a lot of his people had it. But this was why he never drank. Ever. "I accidently did it~" He giggled a little and then sat up, looking at Al, his body tipping to the side a bit. "Its hot in here eh?"
Arthur stirred from his sleep and slowly blinked awake with a yawn and a bit of a stretch when he heard the voice. Looking over, he found that it was Francis and he immediately sat up straight. "I'm fine- How are you feeling Francis?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:04 pm
Soldier was very close to commenting the "any God but THE God was unamaerican," but Medic was quick to shut him up with more to say. Really? That was a teleporter? Huh. "So, they got a Engie here, too? Let me guess, he's with RED and he's supposed to be an ally." He growled a little as he spoke. Damn RED Engies. He called them all Canadian because they were worthless*.
((* I really don't mean offnse with that! xd He thinks being Canadian is an insult or something like that.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:07 pm
( XDDD OUCH! XDDDD thats so painfully funny~! XD Never let him meet Mattie. He would make him cry. XDD)
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:08 pm
((Actually there's a theory going around that Engineer is (or Soldier suspects him of being) a draft-dodger. Hence him telling him to go back to Calgary. Which is where one of my friends lives.))
"Actually, no, zhere isn't an Engineer on zhis team," Medic replied, calmly. There really wasn't any way to tell this next part to Soldier without him flying off the handle, however, so he decided to say it bluntly. "But, zhere is a RED Spy."
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:12 pm
dragon_fire_313 "To make playfully romantic or sexual overtures towards a person in the action of courting." Yuzuki then said. Yeah, that was the textbook edition of the answer. Well, she had never 'flirted' with anyone before. Actually, yeah, not once. She had kissed Francis before, but that was because she was curious about what a kiss was. And he was more than willing to lend his -ahem- services to her within a moment's notice. "Am I right?" Bunko continued to sleep most soundly.Tomoe smiled in her sleep, glad that she now had her child as well as Alexander by her side. She was scared though, for Bunko's sanity. Knowing how bi-polar the girl, something like this would definitely have detrimental consequences. But this was not the time to be thinking such thoughts, now when she was going to bed. God, she was going to have such nightmares about today, wasn't she?"Oh, okay." Ty Lee replied as she bent down, picking up her candies before she set them on the table beside her. "No, I couldn't sleep. I'm feeling very restless lately. I guess it's because I'm so far away from home. I don't wanna say I'm homesick, but what happened today is definitely making me miss my friends." She told him as she ran her hand down her braid nervously. "What about you? Why can't you sleep?"
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:26 pm
((P.S. Soldier and Alfred HAVE to meet. Alfred will probably be scared of him XDD))
Alfred blinked looking down at him before he saw him sit up. He quickly moved his hands to the boy's side, steadying him, "Whoa there, Mattie," Of course, he was used to dealing with people when they were drunk. When he lived with Arthur, the man got drunk at times and well, couldn't hold his liquor much. So from a young age Al learned how to help people who were under the influence, "It's not terribly hot," he said with a chuckle.
Francis smiled at Arthur, "Ah, I'm alive. I got a bit of a headache, but I'm better." He was silent for a moment before sighing, "One of the Spy's is dead, isn't he?" He asked.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:27 pm
((That's what it was! xd (bad memory.) ))
Soldier gasped through his nose and his eyes grew wide. His face turned bright red before he slammed his fists onto the table hard enough to make his sandwhich jump off the table a little. "GOD DAMN! What kind of IDIOT would allow a RED Spy into the group?! Those no good, snail eaters are nothing but TROUBLE!!! Traitors, every single one of them!" If anything, he was still sore about Spy tricking him into killing their own Spy.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:35 pm
((Don't feel bad. I only know it 'cause I have a friend that lives there.
Actually, when you think about it, Soldier is pretty darn knowledgeable of other countries. He even knows about the strong censorship against violence in the media in Australia; something Valve learned about the hard way with Left 4 Dead 2. xp ))
Darn, he should have waited until the Soldier took a bite of something. Then he might have choked, and that would have been funny. "I don't know. So far, zhe team doesn't seem to be much fond of him, eizher. Not one of zhem has given me so much as a dirty look for what I did to him..." Ah, memories... That RED really had been an impeccable specimen.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:36 pm
Mattie, instead of sitting up again, pulled Alfred down with him and crawled into his lap and hugged him tightly. "How can you not be hot~?" He mumbled into the crook of his lover's neck. <"Don't tell Papa~ I love you Alfred, I love you so much"> He smiled and hugged tighter, stealing a kiss from Al's lips quickly, yet a bit on the sloppy side. Hey, he was drunk, give him a break, atleast he was trying. He was focusing more on the kiss then what he was saying, which didn't make much sense, especially now that he was rambling on in French.
Arthur got a dirty scowl on his face. "Yes... That bloody GIT! That frog is worse then you! I swear! He knew damned bloody well that you would be affected, and STILL he killed the idiot!" He was clearly still pissed about the entire incident and wished it never happened. He was worried sick about Francis.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:44 pm
((******** KILL MYBROTHERANSISTER!!!!!
We're always telling them not to bing food upstairs because they do stuff like leave banana peels and apple cores in their garbage cans to rot. Guess what! There is a roach in my room! You know how I know?! IT JUST CRAWLED OVER BOTH MY FEET!! crying I'm to freaked out to think straight, and I need to be up early, any ways. I'm going to bed! DX ))
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 10:52 pm
((Awwww! Poor Kiki! *huggs* Night))
Alfred let himself be pulled down, hugging back. Sure, sober Matthew would probably not mind this- but if it got any farther he would put his foot down. No matter how much he... he would love this to actually... actually be real, he knew it wasn't. There was no way in hell Mattie actually would be so openly affectionate and forward. But he could only barely understand what Matthew said in French, only picking out a word or two but not enough to reply back. He pulled away from the kiss prematurely, holding him close to his chest to try and avoid things getting anymore out of control, "Mattie, you're tired, aren't you? Let's go to sleep."
Francis tilted his head in pure confusion, "Who killed him?" He paused a moment, no. That couldn't be right. Spy knew better than that, "Spy knows better, and he likes me. He likes me as his country. He wouldn't do anything to hurt me."
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