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 Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:28 pm
(You never specified, I'm sorry. That's not really much to work off of...)
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:30 pm
((I'm just going with what every one is saying. We're not trying to pick on you though. We're trying to get you to add a little more details to your posts.))
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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:32 pm
(Sorry I was in a hurry Conan was starting, and I atlest wanted to watch his monalog)
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:33 pm
(Let's just get back to RPing, okay? And just... be more descriptive. Please.)
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:35 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior*  Maureen wasn't paying too much atenchen and ended up hitting someone other then her intended target. She was horified she didn't even know his name and on top of it Ludwig had tugged her away. She didn't know what to say.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:39 pm
 NORGE Someone told me
Fairy tails aren't real... Kjell gave an odd look, rubbing his cheek as he looked to the Irish girl, rather confused, with that he lifted to bow to his violin and pressed it down on the instrument, dragging it across with as much pressure as he could apply with out breaking it, making some horrid noise. This, of course, would be his method of revenge for the time being. Later on he would find another way to further said revenge and hopefully make sure not to be slapped for what seemed to be no reason ever again. But I already knew...
Because fairies don't have tails.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:45 pm
Jack O'Brian Whadduya want, Yank? Jack sighed into his bagpipes, feeling himself relax. Nothing calmed him more than his beautiful instrument and its sweet music, filling his ears and nearly popping his ear drums. Ah, it was heaven.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:52 pm
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior* Maureen covered her ears from both hored sounds. She was asaimed for loseing it and hitting a buystander. But from the blonds aditude she couldn't bring herself to apoligze to him, not yet. She would have said sorry to Ludwig but she couldn't speek with out fear of her voise betraying her.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2011 11:57 pm
Jack O'Brian Whadduya want, Yank?
Jack's playing got louder and faster as he approached the bridge of the song, reveling in the high-pitched squeaks emitting from the pipes of the instrument. Sweet music to his ears. He just needed his cousin Scotty here and they could form a duet! Jack paid no mind to the other students in the room, focusing only on his expert bagpipe playing and the quickly advancing highest note the instrument could possibly manage. Boy, was he excited for that high note.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:20 am
Maureen O'Mally
"Ireland"
*junior* She was able to wiggle out of the Germen's iron grip and walked over to a seat far away from the North Irishmen and his bagpipes. It was too loud an instrement to be played in a class room. She sighed a bit but said nothing more.
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Princess Mint the Great Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:23 am
Alfred F. Jones
Hero
*best junior ever*   All poor Alfred could do was cover his ears, it wasn't a hero's place to tell people what they could ad could not do, thow he probably should have tryed to stop the fight. But Ludwig did it for him... now he had to deal with the bag pipes. He really did not like that insrument even when it was played well.
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 12:49 am
Jack O'Brian Whadduya want, Yank? Once his beautiful song ended, Jack set the bagpipes down on his lap, running the back of his hand across his sore lips as a slight massage-like relief. As much as he loved blowing, it was a horror on his jaw. He'd always ache like hell after word. His eyes drifted closed in satisfaction, chest rising and falling as he panted lightly, a small flush on his cheeks due to being out of breath. Really, it was almost like a work out. He bet that if he kept it up, he might even end up with a slight sheen of sweat across his face.
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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 4:45 am
 Berwald Oxenstierna Junior / 11th grade Berwald finished his song, only to see a conflict going on. This time, he heard 2 Irish people. The male one was probably the Northern one. He did hear that the two of them never got along due to their differences. What was the big deal about being different? However, the sound of the bagpipes was a bit annoying. He wanted to cover his ears, but he didn't want to look rude. 'lo there, let's be friends....
Why 's 'veryone scared 'f me...?
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 4:59 am
 There are 3 rules in this school
1. Don't run in halls
2. Get along with everyone
3. Survival of the fittest
Arthur Kirkland
JuniorArthur was relieved to be able to have his head up again. He rubbed the back of his neck that had gone stiff. Not as young as I used to be.Of course America's statement about sleeping together caused Arthur's face to get a little red. "Do you even realize what you just said?" figuring he probably didn't and wasn't expecting an answer. "I was actually asking if you were planning on participating for music class today." regaining his calm composure. The sound of bagpipes caught his attention, normally he didn't mind them since he had heard them so much from Scotland. "Blimey..." seeing it was Northern Ireland playing. Is this becoming a family reunion? It sure felt like it. Arthur would of intervened but didn't since he figured he would just add fuel to the fire. In Heaven the british are cops. Perhaps heaven didn't have the whole United Kingdom family in the picture.  I have rules in my territories: *Follow my orders *Call me -sama *Don't complain about my food ((looks like interesting things happen when I'm alseep plus it was storming last night. *drinking root beer trying to wake up* "Today it rains, yesterday it rained"- Pub and Go))
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Posted: Tue Jul 26, 2011 6:43 am
 Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Finishing off the song on the keyboard -- Which he planned on using through the year since he was able to play it well -- he suddenly clued in to the awful moods of everyone around him. He was normally in a rotten mood, it seemed he was about the only one in a good mood now. But he was only in a good mood because of the keyboard. He got to his feet and walked towards Ludwig, that glare back on his face. "Oi! Yeah Nazi.." He called to Ludwig as he approached. "You shouldn't weasel yourself into other peoples business. He was just looking to annoy the strict German, since he didn't want to play the instrument anymore. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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