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 Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:41 am
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California was startled by the sudden grab to his collar by his otherwise timid sibling, and he released Connecticut a lot sooner than he otherwise would have. “Chillax, bro!” he said consolingly, holding up his hands in a gesture of peace. “I was just wondering, is all. What do you have against people who learn your, uh… nomenclature?”
Not waiting for an answer, Landon dragged Conne deeper into the party, near the partially dismantled pyramid of Napa wine. “Now that you’re here… Let’s party, bro!” To punctuate his point, he grabbed two bottles and offered one to his bro. “Come on! It won’t bite!” he encouraged when the other seemed to recoil.
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:56 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. I'm Conne, stuck in the shadows of larger states, I really am a state! I swear! Why can't anyone notice me? I'm not a no one, I'm Conneticut, the Constitution State, remember me? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Conne smiled apologetically. "I-I'm Sorry Mr.Landon," he apologized. He was about to speak again when he was dragged further into the party. Landon reminded him of his northern sister, always dragging him places. But at least he didn't use him as target practice for every new weapon he got.
As The Nutmegger was offered a bottled he did recoil. He wasn't a very big drinker, it made him go loopy, more loopy then most drunks. "Ah, I rather not," he took the bottle though, He didn't want to be rude. "b-but a drink or two can't be that bad si?
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 2:03 pm
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"That's the spirit!" Landon exclaimed, beaming. He raised his wine bottle, not bothering to pour it out into a shot glass. "Here's to an excellent party and a great year!" he cheered, popping it open and taking a long draw from it. ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ☆ ★ ||~You wish You were the Golden State~|| Out of San Francisco:
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 2:29 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. I'm Conne, stuck in the shadows of larger states, I really am a state! I swear! Why can't anyone notice me? I'm not a no one, I'm Conneticut, the Constitution State, remember me? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Conne smiled weakly, he really didn't want to drink, t would it be rude if he didn't? "Y-yeah" he hesitantly took off the cap and took a little sip.
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 4:50 pm
  ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀Florida gasped. "You stole my other Georgian!" he accused playfully. "I was going to have a collection!" If it had been anyone but Landon he might have been surprised that his European friend was capable of hurting a fly. Of course, he imagined that Kartlos had just been playing. The cold but gentle nation didn't seem like the type to lose his temper easily based on their two or so day friendship. Rutilio wasn't even sure how long it had been now since they had clicked so quickly. It felt like they had been buddies for ages! "I should see what Kartlos is up to at the festival... I wonder if he will sing? I told him if he played more off his musical skills then his tourism might improve," he mused, but before the conversation went much further he heard the door knock and watched as timid little Connecticut entered. The poor thing looked so tiny and nervous as always. He almost didn't seem American with that kind of attitude, but Rutilio supposed it took all sorts. Florida was nice enough to wave at the younger state, but he honestly had little interest and even less to say to one of New York's shadows. He immediately returned his attention back to the present Georgia's singing and dancing. After a few moments of watching, he finally stood up and huffed as he put his hands on his hips. "It is no fair! All the girls are taken!" he complained. "Dancing with boys is not as fun... Why didn't you invite more girls, Alta?" He had no idea that only Georgia had been invited and the rest of them were really just crashing their little party. ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀<>
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:45 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 continued to dance with Lundy, glad that his cousin seemed to be coming out of her shell. It just took a little music to convince most people of the British family to come out of their shells! Plus, it looked like she was finally starting to enjoy herself.
He heard the knock on the door and sing-songed a little hello to his Northern, and far shier, brother before going back to the music playing. It was good to see Conne trying to be adventurous, although he wondered how much of it was willing or if someone had bullied him into it or he felt obligated just because he was invited. It always seemed to be a strange little combination of all of the above with him.... Oh well. He continued to dance with the island as he heard Florida complain about another Georgia.
Alright, a small part of him quickly got jealous at the thought of another Georgia hanging out with Rutilio, and he wasn't sure if it was just because he was or if the large amount of alcohol he had consumed since this afternoon had anything to do with it. Oh well. If Florida wanted to dance with a girl so badly, then fine. Let him be that way.
Christian looked down to Diana and smiled lightly. "I hope you don't mind, but I'm a bit parched. I think I'll go get myself a Coke and rum. in the mean time, sounds like Rutilio is looking for a dance partner." Christian let go of his dance partner before giving a small bow and walking over to where Andrew had sat the Coka-Cola and rum and started mixing the two together. He then thought for a moment before disappearing into the kitchen for a minute and coming back out with a tub of vanilla ice cream and plopped a scoop into his drink before picking it up and happily sipping on it as he made his way over to Conne.
He leaned against his smaller brother, using his head as a chin rest, and grinned widely. "Hey Cone! Glad you got my text! Long time no see! How's one of my few favorite Yankees?" Few favorite meaning he hated most of the Yankees but didn't mind a couple of them. Conne just so happened to be one of them just because he was quiet. That meant less complaining whenever he visited the peacch state-- if he ever did.
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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animekittyninja-aka kiki Crew
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 11:14 pm
 Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
The Musical SophomoreDespite his plans to go straight to his dorm and work on the Multicultural Festival, as Kartlos passed by Landon's dorm, he couldn't help but to stop. He couldn't believe his new friend had thrown a party and not invite him. Of course, he had been invited, before it even really was a party. But the sounds of partying made Georgia change his mind about going to his dorm. He went to his dorm and grabbed a bottle of vodka then walked into Landon's dorm without even knocking. "I'm here!" he announced, glad to see that Rutilio was there too.
[Out.Of.Songs: "My Georgian hurts more than your Georgian"? lol ]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 12:12 am
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 3:41 am
☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀Florida was starting to consider getting a drink of his own until he heard a familiar voice come waltzing through the door. Speak of the devil! "Kartlos~!" he cheered happily as he abandoned everything and all but frolicked over to his long lost buddy. Without hesitation he latched onto the European with a big hug. "I thought I would never see you again!" he said dramatically as if they had been separated for ages instead of hours. Rutilio peeked over the Georgian's shoulder to see that they had yet another new arrival. Yay, a girl! That would certainly solve their lack of female issues. "Hola, puta twin!" he chirped merrily as if it was a normal greeting. Which, given his history with the Carolinas, it probably was to some degree. Tennessee's fingers twitched over the strings on his guitar and he stopped playing to glare in the direction of the person who said an insulting word in his sister's general direction. However, he didn't get up nor seem particularly mad given the insult was more directed not at North Carolina but her twin. Which was still bad since that was also his sister. However... there had been times when Andrew had quietly agreed with Florida in regards to her being a bit of a puta... Not that he would say that out loud with Georgia around. Heck, he probably didn't need to given how tense things were between him and the other Carolinian for a while until the Civil War broke out. "Hey, sis," he called once he was satisfied with the dirty look he had shot at Rutilio. His irritation was instantly soothed when he spotted his favorite drink in the world and hopped up to go help his big sister with her mountain dew. A-And by that he meant help her carry the drinks in, of course. He couldn't just let a lady be forced to carry all that around herself, right? ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀<>
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 4:04 am
Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
The Musical SophomoreKartlos was not at all shocked to find himself wrapped in the warm embrace of his friend Rutilio. "I'm so sorry my dear friend." he said as he squeezed Rutilio. "I'll never leave you again." He told him, sounding almost as if he were about to cry. Now he was beginning to understand why Juliana had thought the three of them inseparable.
He turned around to see who Rutilio was talking to and noticed that a girl who he vaguely recognized from meeting at lunch earlier that day had walked in behind him. "Hello!" he said and waved at her.
[Out.Of.Songs: // ]
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Armelle of the Forest Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 5:16 am
☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀"You had better not! My heart can only take so much neglect," Florida said just as tearfully with big, watery blue eyes before he settled down although he squeaked softly when Kartlos turned around without letting him go first. Rutilio wasn't exactly used to being spun and the European didn't even seem to notice he'd done it! Recalling the way Kartlos had punched through the invincible piñata the other day maybe it wasn't all that surprising... Maybe it was a side effect of living with Russia so long. "Mios dio! What are you made of, amigo?" he demanded as he looked up at his friend holding him with a chuckle. At least it didn't seem nearly as bad as America's strength but at least Alfred knew how to control it. "You had better not accidentally crush me. I am a delicate flower, si~?" ☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀✿☀<>
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 6:44 am
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀
The One who's name is Lost forever. I'm Conne, stuck in the shadows of larger states, I really am a state! I swear! Why can't anyone notice me? I'm not a no one, I'm Conneticut, the Constitution State, remember me? ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Conne pretend to take a larger swig of the bottle, but he didn't swallow it or even let it get into his mouth. Then he felt something rest itself on his head, he jumped causing the drink to slip down, he had to swallow it unless he wanted to choke.
He coughed for a second, "Ah! Mr. Georgia" he greeted him with a smile. "Si, haven't seen you for awhile" when he asked how he was he couldn't help but laugh. "One of your favorites? Why thank you Mr. Georgia" he took another long sip of the drink. The Nutmeger got drunk very easily so now that he had that much to drink he was already drunk.
"I've been good, You have a very beautiful singing voice by the way~" he commented.
He then heard the voice of his roommates. Still under GA's chin he smiled at him. "Ah Mr. Kartlos! I hope Breakfast this morning was alright, I hope I didn't poison you with anything" he called over
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Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 7:13 am
~Lundy~Diana KirklandI'm bloody Lundy you dimwits!"Ok~" Diana smiled as she herself went to fetch herself a drink. When she reached the drinks she hovered uncertainly, cola or rum? Well she shouldn't really be drinking...a hand plucked the bottle of cola and poured herself a glass, which she brought to her lips. The fizzing sensation inside of her mouth was pleasant, spotting Conne she waved to the state, who appeared to have been trapped by one of his siblings, "Hey Conne~"
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 3:49 pm
Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
The Musical SophomoreKartlos looked at Rutilio. "Do you not like to be spun?" he asked, hearing the little squeak his friend had made. He let go of Florida and looked down at him with a worried look on his face. "I'll be more careful then. I cannot be losing my Rutilio just because I squeezed him too tight." He certainly did not want to lose his Floridian friend.
He frowned slightly when he was interrupted by his roommate. He then smiled and waved. "Hello Conne!" he said, the laughed. "Well I'm still here now so I guess you didn't poison me."
[Out.Of.Songs: // ]
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 4:21 pm
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