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 Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 3:18 pm
Porkcow001 Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Nathan gave the western girl a smile. He did feel like he was acting like a child, but it was nice to have some one sympathize with him. "It’s good to know me and Rode Island aren’t the only ones being ignored all the time." The New Englander stood up. "I'm sorry if I caused you any trouble just now.” He said pushing up his glasses they had been starting to slip down his nose.
Connecticut was standing in font of the door when Landon let him self in, and Conne being as jumpy as he is, when the door hit him he fell to the ground. Normally if a door hit him he would’ve been fine but this was unexpected. Nathan slowly got to his feet his vision a bit hazy. He saw a blonde say something but really couldn’t tell who the blonde was until his vision cleared. ‘L-landon? W-Why, Haven’t you ever heard up knocking?” he asked.
Oh…wait Landon was here?
Wow he had gotten here quicker the he had thought he would. Well Nathan might just jump right into it, it was getting late after all. “Landon What The Hell is wrong with you hurting Georgia!? You should know better then that si? Now America is on your a**!” Conne may have stood up for him back at the pool, but that still didn’t mean he wasn’t upset with him. Nathan took a deep breath he really needed to calm down, raising his voice was getting him no where. “Landon If you are having issues with them you should talk to someone not take out your anger violently.” his face grew a bit red for a moment while he apologized. “I-I’m sorry for yelling at you, but I stood up for you, and I stood up to America, and that shall never happen again.” He added the Never happen again part quickly. He decided not to go on since he really didn’t want to say anything else, he was just worried that the state would just leave. “I just don’t want to see my big brother get hurt.”
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford (sorry for lateness and bad post)
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Posted: Fri Nov 23, 2012 9:19 pm
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Before Landon could think up a funny response, Conne lit into him, yelling at him for beating up Christian. His brain went on instant defensive mode as he quickly retorted, "I did not--"
He cut himself off mid-retort as the New Englander added that AMERICA was on his case now and remained silent for several moments as he attempted to think of what the head honcho had in store for him. So much for a peaceful time-out day tomorrow...
When Connecticut finished with a note of worry for him, California replied, "I'll be fine; don't worry!" But the words were hollow as he imagined how many people were going to hunt him down for two punches. First America--so said his bro--and probably Germany as well, if Georgia and Florida had told him too. And then there was the DC, and the admin, and Christian himself... Hell, Landon wouldn't be surprised if even Rutilio were on his case too.
Landon asked one question to test how absurd his actions had been, so as to determine exactly who would be stalking him. "Leilani, Conne," he asked, including Hawaii now that his thoughts were not so occupied, "what would you do if you caught two of your bros... Making out? And not the kissy-kissy stuff?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 4:29 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Conne tilted his head at his question. What would he do? Why would he ask that. Unless…that’s what happened. Landon walked in of FL and GA making-out. Oh that must have been awkward. “Ah umm I wouldn’t mind a suppose, I would just walk away. If I needed to talk to them I’d wait till after they, umm were finished.” He answered the Californian’s question.
Connecticut looked at Hawaii waiting for her response. He felt bad that she was here and had to listen to this. She came here for another reason right? He didn’t know what it was, but there had to be a reason.
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford
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Posted: Sat Nov 24, 2012 11:31 am
【 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 ﹚  When Nathan barated Landon for his actions down at the pool, Leilani continued to sit off to the side. She felt a little uncomfortable for having to sit through all of this yelling, but she understood that it was good for each of them to just say their peace so more violence didn't come from it. Her ears still rang from all of the shouting matches King Kamehameha I he had with his fellow monarchs before unifying her islands. But at the end of the ranting, a question was posed by her Eastern neighbor, which felt eerily similar to a conversation she had with Christian at the festival that weekend.
"Well my native people didn't have a religion like Catholocism dictating marital rights or even sexual orientation, so I don't mind it. As long as the person is happy and are treated fairly and with respect, you really have nothing to complain about." She mused as she reached up and readjusted the hibiscus clip she usually had in her ebony waves. "Maybe I'm a personal exception, but Landon, you of all people should be more supportive for your brothers' happiness. Hell, if it wasn't for that stupid Proposition 8 that you tried to pass a few years ago, gay marriage would have already been legalized in your state. Isn't San Francisco one of the premier homosexual hot spots? How would the drag queens, the transsexuals, even the intersexed react if they found out that you were so cold and dismissive to Christian and Rutilio's happiness--just because they were two boys who fell in love?" She paused for a moment, not really meaning to scold Landon for his views, but considering that the Gay Rights Movement had begun in California back in 1955 with the founding of the first lesbian-rights organization in the United States, the Daughters of Bilitis, this was a little necessary.
"But I digress, that's just my point of view, you can take it or leave it," The islander said with a shrug before she turned her chin and glanced upwards at the clock, noting that it was after dinnertime and she had yet to get something to eat. Looking back to the two, she noted that Conne hadn't stopped looking at her since she had begun talking and blushed lightly, glancing down at the ground now. She felt silly for even being here, since she didn't have a good enough reason to be here. The best she could say would be that she was bored and when she saw a fellow state's name, she just wanted to say "Hi", but she couldn't say that, could she? （HawaiianRollarcoasterRide - . . .）
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 8:53 pm
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Landon, who had sat down at some point during the speeches, listened mutely. It was odd for the talkative state, who almost always had an answer for everything (no matter how wrongheaded), to for once have nothing to say. He remained silent for a few moments after Leilani’s response before sighing. “Shoot. Half a dozen Hetalians after me… I better go apologize to them before the Mafia comes…” he muttered. Then he nodded at Hawaii. “You got a point there, ‘Lani. Ya know, I’m perfectly fine going along with my citizens. But sometimes they’re just too damn bipolar. I hate being helpless!” He slammed both of his fists into his thighs for angry emphasis at this. “First Assembly Bill 19; then Prop 22; then the Courts; then Prop 8; and now the Courts again? I don’t entirely know what to do anymore… Honestly, I begin to wonder when San Francisco will try to veto DOMA… again…”
The Californian stared down at his lap for a moment and then looked back up at his siblings. “I think I’ll go find them later and try to make amends. Although, given how late it is now, I might not be able to do that until tomorrow,” he noted, with a nod to the window and the blackness beyond. “Still, I don’t think it’s at all appropriate to find two guys making out in the locker rooms, even if it is legally okay. Thanks for the reminder, Conne, Leilani. See you tomorrow.” He rose and moved toward the door leading out of the New Englander’s dorm.
★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ||~You wish You were the Golden State~|| Out of San Francisco: I was only politically conscious--barely--for Prop 8, so correct me if I'm wrong. || I begin to realize the irony of a conservative Asian, raised in one of the conservative hotpots of CA, playing the most liberal state in the US. And I also begin to realize that Landon parallels my real brother in too many ways... (Lol, this is how I'll remember my bro when I'm in college. XD)
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 4:44 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 ﹚ "...Well that's because you're pretty much evenly divided on all important legislature, with your liberalism to the north and conservatism to the south." Leilani mused outloud as she loosly crossed her arms underneath her coastline, shelfing it almost as she clasped her palms against her sides. She let out a soft breath, glancing at the clock as Landon noted the time and nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and I still got some homework from my first sophomore load to finish tonight." She said as she looked from the clock to her mainland neighbor with a comforting smile. "And don't worry about it Landon, I think that if you put what you're feeling into words that convey the uncomfortable feeling those actions give you, I'm sure they'll agree to be more discrete with their PDA."
And with that, she looked over to Nathan and raised her right hand and bend her fingers in a fluttery wave before she lowered her hand to her side and followed Landon to the door. "Goodnight Nathan, I hope you have a good night's sleep. Don't let the bed bugs bite~" She finished with a chime-like giggle of hers before she stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind the two of them. "And goodnight to you too Landon! I'll see you tomorrow bright and early~" She said as she gave him a smile and a wave as well before she turned on the heel of her slip ons and headed back towards her own dorm. （HawaiianRollarcoasterRide - . . .）
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 9:32 pm
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Landon nodded in agreement with Leilani’s assessment of his volatile political status. Almost every state and national election at home narrowed down into North versus South, a situation so obvious that many of his college newspapers had written one or more articles relating to the so-called NorCal-SoCal dispute. Hawaii’s words, insightful when his were impulsive, gave him hope where there had been none, and for that he was grateful. “Thanks, ‘Lani,” he said, smiling at her. “Your advice always helps. Although,” he added with a silly grin and a wag of his finger, “I don’t thank you for the new homework assignment you’ve just given me.” Indeed, it was going to be difficult to phrase what he had just told his Western sister into an tastefully appropriate and not dramatically self-pitying apology…
As the Californian followed the islander out into the hallway, he heard her refer to Connecticut by a name he hadn’t heard in quite some time. “So Nathan’s his name, hmm?” he murmured. “Why the big secret before?” He would have to ask the Northerner that sometime.
Landon lifted his gaze again when Leilani bid him goodnight. “’Night, Leilani!” he replied, his right hand swinging up at the elbow in an almost militaristic wave. “See ya tomorrow!”
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Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2012 4:55 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
As the two left The Nuttmegger yawned. “Bye, Goodnight.” He said. When they left he closed the door and went back to the couch. He did nothing for a long moment. He couldn’t sleep and didn’t want to do anything. He took his glasses off and let them hit on the arm of the couch. Maybe he just needed a drink. HE still had the bottles of Champagne that Franny had smuggled into the dorm.
Well what other time was he going to drink? HE got up leaving his glasses where they were, and going into the fridge he took out and unopened bottle. He sighed. Was he really resorting to drinking? Yes. Yes he was.
Nathan opened the bottle and went back to the couch. He took a long swig from the bottle. Alone again. A common assurance in his life. He was almost used to it by now
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2012 4:57 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
The Nuttmegger gave a sigh, god it was lonely here, and with no ghost to talk to him it felt like he was back home. He looked around the dorm and hugged the bottle in his hands. It was really creepy here at night when you’re alone. He let out a soft whimper as he went back to the fridge and grabbed another bottle of Champagne. There was no way he was staying here alone anymore. To creepy, it was like a monster would jump out and attack him.
As soon as he as sure he got the bottle safely in his hands he took off out of his dorm.
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford
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Posted: Tue Dec 18, 2012 5:03 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ NAthan came back to his dorm. He wasn't going to school today. There was now way. So he just went into his room and flopped down on his bed and just lay there. Waiting for the day to end. Nutmeg state! Out f Hartford.
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 6:00 pm
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorGently and carefully, Argen lead Juliana to her dorm. He opened the door for her and takes her inside "You shouldn't move around so much. Sit down. Donde esta tu telefono? I'll go get it for you." he said. If it was in her room, he had to be careful not to stick his nose where it didn't belong.{ Translations: where's your phone?} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 6:24 pm
 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ "Right, right. I'll sit." Juliana said breathlessly as she continued to hold her arm and moved to the couch. She leaned back against the pillows behind her as she cocked her head back, golden locks spilling over the back of the couch as she closed her eyes tightly. She breathed in through her nose deeply before she held it in for a moment and released it through her then-parted lips. "My phone is either on the floor by my bed or on my dresser." She told him quickly, not realizing that she might have undergarments and other clothes thrown all over the place that he could find, but for the moment, all of her focus was on the pain emitting from her right arm.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 6:46 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban nodded, he went over to her room to find her phone. His face turned red when he saw Juliana's undergarments and clothes all over her room. Luckily, he didn't have to stay for long because he saw the phone on her dresser. He grabs it and hands it over to the girl. "Now, let's treat that burn of yours. Do you have anything that could help in your medicine cabinet?" He went over to the bathroom and searched it to see if he can find something.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 7:49 pm
 ╔═.★.══════ ♫The stars at night
are big and bright Susana Maria West
The Lone Star Sophomore
Susana wandered through the hallway of the dorm almost aimlessly. To be honest, she had spent a good portion of the day sleeping...maybe Georgia's "vaccination" or her concussion from the night before was still bothering her. As she walked past one particular dorm, the Texan could not help but to overhear something about a burn. As a state very prone to wildfires, she had learned several natural remedies for burns hundreds of years ago, soon after coming into existence.
Without any hesitation, she knocked on the door and poked her head in. "Are y'all havin' a bit of trouble with some burns? Ah have somethin' that just might help a little. Mind if I come in?" she drawled, trying to be helpful.
((Out of Austin smile ) deep in the heart
of Texas.♫
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Posted: Tue Jan 29, 2013 10:34 pm
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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ "I don't think I have anything in the cabi--God damn it all!" Juliana exclaimed as she removed her hand from the burned flesh and picked up her phone. She was lucky she had memorized how to unlock the phone and to dial a number otherwise this would have sucked for her. As she dialed in her boss' number with ease, she rested her burned arm on the arm of the couch, gripping the edge of it with her fingertips. The pain was starting to get to her again as she listened to the ringing tone until she heard a foreign voice to her come from the doorway. The bizarre accent caught the buxom blonde off guard and slightly turned towards the door just to get a better listen at it, but her moving irritated the burn somewhat and she hissed, biting her bottom lip for a moment.
"Hello? Pardon me I have--Ah, this is Juliana I need to speak with--Okay," She began before being interrupted by her president's secretary, who in turn decided to put her on hold while her call was being transferred. During which time the Brazilian raised her burned arm enough to wave the Texan inside since she was the one who had so graciously offered her some help. "Please come inside, I... nh! It's starting to get wor--Ah, Olá Sr. Presidente! O que tem acontecido em minha amada Santa Maria?!" And from there the conversation continued in Portuguese as she learned of the fire in a night club that had killed over 200 of her people.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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