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 Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:45 pm
 Indus Tamalika ~The Techno Wizard Senior~ "Why sure! I could make you some later if you'd like!...Right now though, I think too many people are filling up on alcohol to be cooking without a risk of fire." The Hindu said as he set the bowl down at his booth."So, did you bring anything to the festival?" He asked with a kind look in his eyes. ~The Mathematical Senior too!~ <> Out Of Curry:
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:52 pm
 The Other World Kingdom ♀ Patricia NovakPatricia was still in shock about the American idiot managing to avoid her collar when Germany came over and told Landon to sit down. Fortunately for her the foolish American actually came to her rescue. She tried to go along with him. "I would never! Me and ..." she said, clearly lying, then paused for a moment as she tried to remember California's name. "Landy were just having fun." She said, agreeing with Landon. She realized that Landy wasn't his name, but she hoped that it was similar enough to sound like a nickname. After all, the state insisted on calling her Pat, despite her telling him not to. [Out.Of.Slaves: Gotta go, be back tomorrow. ]
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:57 pm
 Anton ZhelevThe Friendly Senior`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ "Ah yes. People will be too drunk to enjoy the true purpose of this festival. What a shame." Anton woudn't be surprised if his friend, Anica, joined the drinking contest, he sure liked to cause trouble. He shook his head "I just found out about this festival today. I suppose the best I can do is bring a bottle of Bulgarian vodka, but I want to be sober today." `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ {Bulgarian/English Translation:}
(Out of Sofia: )
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 3:58 pm
The State of Tennessee
☀Andrew S. Hickory☀ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Tennessee continued to watch Lili as if waiting for more. There was no way he was going to be satisfied with that answer, but before he could press her for more information she had suddenly bolted for the larger crowd. "H-Hey!" he objected as he took a step to follow her only to see the smaller girl disappear into the muddled mess of people. Andrew stiffened at her disappearing act before turning to his *blush* girlfriend. "Did you see that, Cherelle?" he demanded to know. He needed to make sure he wasn't crazy before this went any further than it already ha--WHAT WAS CALIFORNIA DOING? Tennessee's orange tinted brown eyes widened slightly as he watched the Golden State pass out all over Germany. He struggled with all his might not to face palm or groan as he slowly became aware of the wild, drunken frenzy the festival had somehow turned into. Just what was stupid Georgia giving out at his booth?! "... 'scuse me..." he sighed as he went over to claim the unconscious Californian. Though he and Landon weren't necessarily the closest they were still family and both had worked together quite a bit in the entertainment business. He couldn't just leave the idiot passed out in the arms of foreigners. The Tennessean walked over and hefted the unconscious blonde into his arms before nodding politely to Germany, Patricia and the others gathered around the scene. "Sorry 'bout any trouble he caused," he said before heading back to the Californian's own booth to lay him down out of the way and get a look at that nasty bump. Andrew was no doctor, but he was a firm believer in the idea that what didn't kill you made you stronger. So long as the wound wasn't gushing blood it would be fine, right? Right. The best he could do in terms of medical assistance was sticking some bacon in the Golden boy's mouth. There. All better! ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ♪ Grade 9
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:09 pm
 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 Germany expertly caught Landon, used to catching people who'd had one too many to drink and ended up passing out. Well, it could have been worse. Landon could have puked before passing out. Germany adjusted himself so that he could better hold Landon up before turning his attention back to OWK.
"Ist zhat so, Pat. Vell zhen, vhy do you haff un collar in your hand? Also, vhy do I keep seeing Alabama run off in fear? I recognize zhe sight of a man running avay from a voman in fear vhen I see it." After all, he had been allied with Russia for a little bit.....
Germany looked over and saw Tennessee walk over and take California from him. he carefully passed on the drunk and unconscious state to the Tennessean, sighing lightly and running his hand through his hair. "Ist not zhe first time I've had to deal vizh him causing trouble.... But it is no problem."
He then looked back to OWK and pointed a finger at her. "Und no more using your vhip to intimidate zhe ozhar students. Zhis is supposed to be safe und fun for all. zhat means no vaving around stuff like zhat. Understood?"
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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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:16 pm
Indus Tamalika ~The Techno Wizard Senior~ "Sadly, yes. Nobody seems to get the point of it." He muttered a little blatantly.""And I understand, I barely had enough time to make the curry." ~The Mathematical Senior too!~ <> Out Of Curry:
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:20 pm
 【 Mahalo nui ia Ke Ali`i wahine 】
〖 `O Lili`ulani `O ka Wo hi ku 〗 Leilani Kamea Malu
Freshmen ﹙ There’s no place I’d rather be ﹚
x﹙ Then on my surfboard out at sea ﹚
xx﹙ Lingering in the ocean blue ﹚
xxx﹙And If I had one wish come true ﹚ "I'm wearing nothing because nothing is what I wore until you forced me into clothes." The Hawaiian stated to her American overseer as she glanced down at the clothing he forced her into yet again, with a mindful pout of annoyance. She had heard of Christian's previous question about her culture and sighed as she thought more about it. She had to think back, back to before the Europeans even had a thought to explore across the Pacific. She used to be ruled by many monarchies, one upon each of her main islands. Well the main eight that she was known for, and not the 132 islands that she really had under her belt.
Lifting her hands, she undid the buttons of Alfred's coat and shrugged it off of her shoulders, catching it in her palms behind her back. "Mahalo Alfred, but since this is a part of my culture, I would appreciate it if you allowed me to actually express my culture rather than exploit it." She said simply as she folded his coat and handed it back to the eastern nation of her. Yes, she was still bitter about how Alfred literally forced her into the Union by gunpoint only to become a decorative, "tropical paradise" that could be easily exploited. But over the years she grew to simply live with the title he gave her since it meant that she would recieve people from all over America and the world who wanted to simply enjoy her beauty and hospitality.
She had been so immersed with her own internal problems that she didn't even see Christian get hurt or Alfred get a stain in his shirt. Blinking those bright blue orbs up at the others, she tilted her head as she tried top process everything that had just happened. But as her attention was brought to the Floridian who had just arrived, her smile returned and she neared the other paradise state with open arms and a bright greeting. "Aloha Rutilio~!" She exclaimed as she ran over and hugged the eastern state, her body squishing against his as she did so. Although she didn't see what the problem was with the way Rutilio was acting, she did notice that it was causing a negative reaction out of Georgia. And that wasn't good. So as she hugged the Floridian, she was able to pry him off of the angered blond and place his feet on the ground, trying to change the subject to something more pleasant. "I haven't seen you in so long~! How has the new theme park been doing so far?"
（HawaiianRollarcoasterRide - . . .）
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:24 pm
Anton ZhelevThe Friendly Senior`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ "I can understand if this were a beer festival, but this is about getting in touch with other cultures while at the same time, having fun." he nodded "Like today, I went over to the South American booths and ate a lot of delicious meat skewers. I had some for my friend, but I could not find him, so I ate them." `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ {Bulgarian/English Translation:}
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:32 pm
Indus Tamalika ~The Techno Wizard Senior~ "I could see how it would break out in drinking though...It looks like Mister Germany's been drinking up a storm." Indus added as he watched the other nations fight, bleed, and drink. ~The Mathematical Senior too!~ <> Out Of Curry:
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:35 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Venezuela’s eyes tracked the shiny thing for but a moment; and then he jumped when Argentina suddenly shrieked and began flailing his arms wildly about, narrowly avoiding slapping him in the process. Very quickly, he got fed up with it all. “Cállate, estupido!” Romero exclaimed suddenly, slapping Luis hard across the face. “Do you want the world to think that Sudaérica is a haven for superstitious barbarians? Shut the hell up and think, tú gallina!” After glaring his brother into submission for several moments, Romero sighed and ran a hand through his hair wearily. “I’m pretty sure that thing you saw was a trick of the light. But if you’re so worried about this image, then I’ll come with you after all this is over and investigate. If it turns out to be evil, then I’ll bring my sword and gun as well. Until then, don’t go screaming bloody murder to everyone at the festival. Can’t go scaring everyone else. Understood? Good. Here, eat some cocada; get some sugar back into your blood. You probably spent it all screaming; you spook so easily.” Without waiting for Luis’ input, Romero shoved a coconut candy into his hands and passed a chicha over for good measure.
-------------------------------------------------------------------- Out of Caracas: Slap him silent? ... Okay... Hmm. Not enough time to start a conversation with anyone, so I might just loiter around here 'til the end. VZ Food/Drink
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:41 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 The second Florida made contact with Georgia, the normally happy Peach State blacked out, as he tended to when he reached a certain level of anger. It was probably a good thing Hawaii pulled Rutilio off of Georgia since that would have gotten the poor, drunken Florida's neck snapped had she not gotten some distance between the two.
However, he was quickly lunging forward and talking Florida face-first into the dirt, sitting on top of Rutilio's back as he grabbed and twisted his arm behind his back. Georgia leaned down, snarling some rather.... Colorful and descriptive ways on how he was going to, in a summary, neuter his boyfriend-- All of it said in Spanish so as to make sure that Rutilio got the message and no one else would.
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: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:46 pm
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"OW!" Luis Esteban put his hand on his swollen cheek "Ay... Why'd you have to hit me?" he whimpered. he's been hit by his brothers several times whenever he panicked. "But, but-!" He was now positve that he wasn't seeing things, he saw the same thing three times in a row. it can't be a coincidence. When he was handed the snacks, he just dropped them and flailed his arms around in a tantrum "It wasn't a trick! I'm positive I saw something! it was over there, near the edge of the field, but then it vanished! I'm not making this up! You know I don't lie, hermano. I thought of all people, you'd believe me, but I guess I was wrong." he crossed his arms and looked away, pouting. "Something was a bit differnt about it's movements.... it looked like... it looked like it was writhing in pain.... Or spazzing out, I couldn't really tell..." he thought.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:48 pm
Anton ZhelevThe Friendly Senior`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ Anton sighed "I joined this school in hope I can interact with mature people and hang out with my friends. But this is just like my home." he blew the hair out of his eyes. `•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´`•.¸¸.••´´¯``•• .¸¸.•´ {Bulgarian/English Translation:}
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:49 pm
  ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀Rutilio had been completely immersed in his attempts to smother Christian with his drunken love and didn't even notice Hawaii and the others standing around. He blinked when he felt a pair of delicate, feminine arms wrap around him and something squished--very nicely, mind you--up against his back. The Floridian's first thought was to ignore it until the "delicate" little arms somehow managed to lift him and pull him away from his Georgian. He whined unhappily as he reached for his boyfriend with a pout until he was turned around and forced to look at the petite girl who had somehow managed to physically abduct him. His coral reef blue eyes just blinked at the girl and her plethora of tan, sun kissed skin for a moment before smiling as if there was nothing odd about a girl with no top on. "Hola, Señorita Leilani~!" he said cheerfully and notably addressed her as he would an elder. Even nations such as Brazil he called "chica" but for some reason he talked to the "baby sister" of the American Union as if she was far older than him. It was hard to say where exactly he had gotten this habit from or why but he had always treated her that way. "It is probably going well, but I am very drunk right now and cannot remember!" He stared at her for a moment and wondered if maybe her hugging meant she wanted kissies, too. Well, it would be rude to deny her after he'd been so generous with everyone else! Florida was more than happy to oblige by hugging the girl up into his arms and smooching the petite state lovingly on the top of the head. She had been more or less warned that he was drunk and was now fair game. It wasn't quite the Georgian make out session he'd been trying for seconds ago, but he would deal with her first then get back to Christian once he was done spreading his alcoholic love. Once satisfied with his kisses he put her back on the ground and was about to say more when he was struck by what had to be a car or something equally horrible. "Ahhh!" Rutilio squealed in panic as he found himself being slammed into the ground and sat on rather painfully with his arm twisted back so he couldn't move. The Floridian trembled nervously as the evil car--or train--started to threaten his poor Keys in Spanish. Since when could cars--or trains--speak Spanish and why did they want to take away his Keys!? "Noooo I don't have any gas or oil for you!" he all but sobbed in fear of what this insane automobile was trying to do to him. Wait. Why did the automobile smell like peaches...? "P-Peaches?" he whimpered in confusion as he tried to turn his head to look up at the blonde on top of him. ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀<>
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2012 4:56 pm
 ~The Yellow Hammer State~ "Johnny Kane" The minute he heard his name, he popped his head out of the booth, and saw Germany giving Patricia the business."You are a saint sir!" He called with tears of joy in his eyes, before receding to the booth again,before OWK can see him. Southern Sass To The King's English~
Out of fried foods~: ~The Southern Gentleman Freshman~
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