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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 3:54 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ "Hyah!" Hungary roared as she turned around and very nearly took a swipe at poor Bulgaria as he approached her. The brunette gasped softly in surprise and quickly dropped her kung-fu stance as a hand jumped up to her mouth. "O-Oh, Anton! I almost didn't see you there," she said. "Are you alright?"
That would just be her luck. Bulgaria was one of the few good men in their little corner of Europe and of course she would nearly knock his block off in one of her little games. She smiled at him warmly despite how embarrassed and worried she was over that little episode. "I-I'm doing well... Perhaps a little tense," she said with a weak chuckle as she sought some way to change the subject.
Luckily a blonde American entered the gym and Elizaveta blinked in surprise. Why, it was one of her favorite candid photo models--er--associates on the newspaper committee! That was right! She certainly hadn't snapped strange pictures of the little state during questionable moments and positions. Nope. Not her. The Hungarian smiled happily and waved at the Georgian.
"Is that you, Christian? What are you doing here?" she called happily as she waved to the boy. "Come and let me introduce you to my old friend, Bulgaria!"
She quietly placed a hand behind her back to make sure she had her camera. Just in case something, uh, newspaper worthy happened. ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 8:19 pm
 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 saw Hungary smiling and waving to him from the corner of his eyes and blinked. Oh? She noticed him? Well, it seemed like she alright to have him come over and hang out with her and her friend. Well, that was nice, especially since he knew how much trouble his siblings had given her lately. Well, oh well~! It was nice his fellow newspaper journalist still wanted to be friends after all the trouble his family had given her. Who knows~! She might be able to help him out.
He grinned. He stood up a little straighter and smiled as he waved to her and walked over to Hungary and her friend. "Good afternoon, Miss Elizaveta. It's a pleasure to meet you, Bulgaria. My name is Christian Jones, also known as the state of Georgia." As Georgia arrived, Bulgaria would see that the young state was only an inch shorter than Russia. Even so, he was still rather skinny and a bit feminine in appearance. He held his hand out to shake Bulgaria's hand and, at the same time, turned his attention back to Hungary. "Miss Hungary, I do hate getting straight to business, but I seem to need some help. Ya see, I might have somehow turned my little brother into my baby brother and now he's running around somewhere in the school. You wouldn't happen to have seen a kid about level with my knee, tan, dark hair, and chocolate eyes? Eye was probably pouting slightly or eating some sort of product if you saw him..."
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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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2013 9:17 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ "A baby...?" Hungary paused thoughtfully. "No, I don't believe I have seen any small children running around." Elizaveta smiled anyway and chuckled. "Oh, but that description reminds me a little of when Germany was a kid. Even back then he usually had a stern face. I remember thinking that idiot Prussia was going to really screw up that poor little boy, but... Well, Ludwig somehow turned out just fine. I should show you some paintings of him as a boy sometime. No baby pictures, I'm afraid..."
Which really was a shame but Hungary quickly dismissed the subject with a light chuckle. "Of course, that won't help you, will it? I sound like an old woman rambling about childhood pictures..."
She hummed softly to herself of where a baby might be found. "Have you tried the art room? Italy always loved painting and all sorts of arts and crafts at that age..." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 7:54 am
 Anton ZhelevThe Friendly Senior`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ "Ah!" Anton yelped when he was inches away from getting hit by Elizaveta. He nearly forgot that she was one of those tough girls "Ahaha.... Da, I can tell... If you'd like someone to talk to, I-" Suddenly, she began to call out to a blonde boy. Another freshman in the senior class? What is going on with kids these days? "Anton Zhelev, it is nice to meet you." He was asking her if he's seen his baby brother. A baby loose in the school? That's not good. And how's that even possible? When is there ever a normal day in this school? `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ {Bulgarian/English Translation:}
(Out of Sofia: )
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:20 am
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero paused in his hockey game to listen to Antonio's request. He nodded. "Sí, I'd love to play fútbol with you," he agreed, walking away to return the hockey equipment and join Spain on the little field. Before he could begin to play, though, he noticed a blonde state enter and begin speaking with Hungary. Romero wasn't an eavesdropper, but he couldn't help but catch some of the description the blonde gave of whoever it was he was looking for. It sounded as if this boy was looking for Andrew.
He decided to confirm it and offer his aid. "Are you looking for Andrew?" Romero asked as he approached the state. "I saw him in the cafeteria earlier with two other states. I think he ran after the one called Charlotte when the bell rang. Romero Valentín, by the way; Venezuela," he added, holding out his hand.
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Out of Caracas: I forget if GA and VE already met at the festival? Ignore my last line if they have.
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2013 8:36 pm
George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman I said where I come from
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 fromChristian smiled politely to Anton as he introduced himself. He seemed awful sweet. Although, he was also pretty quiet. Maybe that was just an Eastern European trait. Most Eastern Europeans he's met here at school did seem to be quiet. Just look at the Baltics. They were nice from what he could see, but they didn't seem to say much.
Hungary knew Germany as a baby? Well, that shouldn't be too surprising, She was one of Germany's neighbors, wasn't she? Still, it was kind of cool to think of what Germany might have been like as a small child, especially considering Ludwig had helped raise Georgia when he himself was a baby. He smiled lightly and chuckled lightly. "Don't worry about it. I understand. I gotta few paintings da-- er, Arthur an' Mister Oglethorpe had made of me as a I grew up. Hell, most people think the first painting of me was someone else entirely since I changed so much since I was colonized. Maybe we can act old an' swap baby pics some time. I got a few of my younger siblings that are just so cute and funny." It could be pretty cool to see what Miss Hungary looked like as a little kid. She was probably adorable~! With a pretty face like that, she had to have been positively one of the cutest kids in Europe.... That didn't sound inappropriate, did it?
As she mentioned the art room, the gears in Georgia's mind seemed to turn. The art room. "The art room... He wasn't too interested in drawing an' stuff most times growin' up... But he's always loved music! I can always check the art room, but he might very well be in the music room. Thanks Miss Elizaveta~!" A part of him wanted to reach out and hug her, but he wasn't sure how she would take that. Not everyone was as touchy-feely as some of the southern states (some more than others *coughFloridacough*).
He heard someone mention Andrew's name and blinked as he turned his head to see who it was that was talking to him. As he turned, he saw it was the guy who was friends with that nice lady Brazil. Plus, he had seen Andrew? Well, now Mister Romero had Georgia's attention. Georgia reached his hand out and firmly shook Romero's hand with a small smile. "Christian Jones, State of Georgia. Pleasure to meet you. So, you know Andrew, and you saw him earlier? Did you happen to see where he went off to or if he's still with Miss Charlotte? If so, then I don't have to worry too much since she was the one who raised him the first time~!" He even seemed to get a little less tense and relaxed at the thought of Andrew being with Charlotte. Charlotte would take good care of him... Although, he still wanted to hang around his baby brother. He was just so cute, and he felt cheated for missing so much time today with the infant! If this was some sort of spell Georgia had somehow made, then who knows how much longer it would last! He could go back to normal age at any moment! Then he really would feel robbed!
Out Of Coke :: I don't think they met at the festival, but if they did Georgia was dealing with so much it wouldn't be too surprising if he forgot. 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: Fri Jan 04, 2013 11:17 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
"Christian. Mucho gusto," Romero replied graciously. He listened to what the state wanted to know and thought back. Yes, he had seen Andrew leave with that female state, Charlotte. The nation passed this information along once hr had resolved the female's identity in his mind. "Sí; he left the cafeteria with Charlotte. He's probably still with her." Idly, he twirled he soccer ball in his hands, switching later to bouncing it above his knee.
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Out of Caracas: I checked my Axis High records, and yes, they did introduce themselves at the festival. || I forgot to add, Kitty, that were you talking about high schools with fencing teams?? If so, my school is boring! If there is/will be a fencing team here, can Romero lead?
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 5:24 pm
 ☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior Since his brother was talking with others at the moment, Antonio decided to kick the soccer ball around for a bit until he returns. Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English {Out Of Madrid: a lot of OCs have been captain of a lot of teams ^^; I guess if no canon character wants to...}
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 6:40 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Hungary chuckled lightly at how enthusiastic Georgia seemed about finding out where his little brother was. He really did seem to legitimately care about his siblings. "Why don't you send a text to your sister to find out if he's still with her? Or you could check the classroom she is supposed to be in. I'm sure you'll feel better once you know where he is."
Her smile softened into a light frown knowing that there were members of her family that was missing. "It's always better to know where your family is." ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2013 10:43 pm
George "Christian" JonesGeorgia, U.S.A.Freshman I said where I come from
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 fromAndrew probably was with Charlotte. If that were the case, then there was no way he could be causing problems around the school since she always kept him in check. (Ha!) He looked past Romero to see Spain on his own and, for whatever reason, hated seeing the guy alone... "Hey, uh, thanks for setting my mind at ease that he's with someone who can keep him calm. I feel like I'm getting in the way of your game with Mister Spain, so I'll let you get back to that. Pleasure meeting you, Mister Romero." He held his hand out to shake Romero's hand once more before turning his attention back to Miss Hungary.
You know, she too had been with someone before he came over. He should probably leave her be too... Although, he felt bad wiht how sad she seemed to get. Family... Wasn't Lili technically family to her? He remembered Germany once or twice mentioning the Germanic family, and Lili was one member of that family.... He gave a small smile, having a feeling he could figure out what was on her mind. "If... It's about Miss Lili, I think I might know something about where she might be. Yesterday, Andrew mentioned something about some monster that could change its shape. I guess, and I think this is according to Andrew, Lili called the guy Alistair. Andrew thinks that Alistair changed its shape to go as Lili to the Multi-Cultural festival and that he may have more or less kidnapped her on accident. That one I didn't quite understand, but... It sounds like she's alright. However, when Andrew's feeling better... And not a baby, he apperently promised Alistair he'd go back to meet with him and I think he's going to try bringin' her bac home. Otherwise, though, I don't know much else 'bout what's goin' on. Sorry, Miss Elizaveta..."
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: Sun Jan 06, 2013 9:07 am
Sr. Romero Valentín República Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero nodded and shook Christian's hand back. "De nada, chico," he replied easily. Mentally, he marveled Georgia his politeness. Not to many states or even nations were so considerate and self-conscious. The Venezuelan smiled one final time at the Georgian and then turned back to Spain.
"Bueno; let's go, hermano," Romero said, standing at a location that would approximately be his goal line.
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Out of Caracas: Maybe OCs are just more involved?
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 9:23 am
☀ Antonio Fernandez Carriedo ☀
The Laidback Senior Well, Antonio was hoping to play outside, but indoors works just as fine. He puts the ball on the ground and readies a kick "I hope you are ready, hermano. Don't forget, I was the winner of the World Cup." he runs to the ball and gives it a swift kick. Reino de España
Kingdom of Spain Spanish >> English {Out Of Madrid: I see ^^; ... lolz You said "chivo" xD which for us means "goat"}
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 4:15 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Hungary watched Georgia in silence as he informed them that apparently his missing little brother might know where Liechtenstein was. Her face was frozen in mild surprise while she slowly filtered through all of that information and finally settled on the only part that mattered to her. Their Lili had been kidnapped and Christian's currently missing baby brother was the only one who knew where she was.
Suddenly the Hungarian's hands firmly grasped the state's shoulder and her eyes furrowed as she stared into his cyan gaze with dark green, raw determination and spoke to him in a hard, very unlady-like voice.
"Where is your brother?" she asked firmly. Truth be told, as sweet as she had been to the states so far, when one of her own was in danger Elizaveta didn't have any qualms about using one of them as bait to draw out the kidnapper even if they were a sickly baby. ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 5:02 pm
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jan 06, 2013 5:27 pm
The Republic of Hungary
❁Elizaveta Héderváry❁ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Hungary was startled when Georgia blurted out his rapid apology to Charlotte. W-What was that about? Elizaveta had yet to realize there was any similarity between herself and the North Carolinian. She blinked for a moment before deciding the details didn't matter. What mattered was finding the lost child so that she could get Liechtenstein back immediately.
"There is no time for beating anyway," she informed him as she gave the state a quick but firm shake to try snapping him out of it. "We are going to find your brother and then we are going to get Lili. Do you understand? I'll need to let Ludwig know and... oh, dear... What will Switzerland say?" Hungary all but dropped the poor state (that she hadn't even realized she had practically lifted the tall boy off the ground in her excitement) while she fretted over his reaction.
She looked over at Bulgaria with a sweet, sad and almost helpless maiden face despite how tough she had been acting moments before. (And how she had lifted a state that was nearly as tall as Russia without even noticing.) "Anton, you'll help us, won't you? I'm so worried about poor Lili... She's such a sweet little girl I can't bare the thought of her being held prisoner!" ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ ✿ ❀ Grade 12
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