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 Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 8:47 am
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorThe Argentinean spotted something, it looked like a tube full of cream, the kind that helps burns. He grabs it and heads over to the Brazilian girl. He sits beside her and pours some cream onto his hand "This might hurt, but it'll help with your burn. if it hurts to much, let me know." he carefully dabs a bit with his fingers carefully onto her burn then rubs it gently "Lo siento if I hurt you. I was never part of the medical team in my army, so I'll do my best to be extra careful in treating your burn." he said.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Wed Jan 30, 2013 11:33 am
 ╔═.★.══════ ♫The stars at night
are big and bright Susana Maria West
The Lone Star Sophomore
Susana stepped into the dorm and closed the door softly behind her. "Hola Brasil, hola Luis," the state greeted her "cousins"; she had known Luis from her days as Spain's colony, and Susana had met Brazil in passing a few times. The Texan could not help frowning a little when she saw the Brazilian's arm. "Dios mio," she breathed as she knelt beside Luis and watched him apply the burn ointment to the other female's arm. "What happened to make this so bad?!?" While awaiting a response, she began to think of more things that would help soothe the burn more.
((Out of Austin smile ) deep in the heart
of Texas.♫
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 10:03 am
 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ "...O que significa que houve um incêndio em um clube? Qual o clube?" The Brazilian had begun to raise her voice at her boss as he began to give her details into the inferno that had killed some of her citizens and left her with a ghastly burn on her arm. She didn't pay attention to Luis as he spoke to her since she was too wrapped up in the pain she was enduring and the heated conversation on the phone that she didn't realize he was applying the burn medication until much later. "Quantas pessoas morreram?...Que mui--Ah, Você pau chupando filho da puta!" She finished with a curse as she cocked her head back against the couch and alternated her legs as they quickly began to fidget and shake in order to deal with the pain better. "Whoever said this stuff would soothe burns had no idea what they were talking about!" She cried as she continued to grip onto the couch with her left hand, her right still balancing her phone against her ear. When her boss' voice began to get louder and full of worry, Juliana quickly snapped her head back, biting at the inside of her cheek so she wouldn't cry out on accident. "M-Me desculpe meu Presidente, como você estava dizendo?"
[Out.Of.Rio: "What do you mean there was a fire at a club? Which club?", "How many people died? That many!?", "I'm sorry my president, as you were saying?" ]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 10:25 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"W-Well, it's suppose to feel all cool in a while. I promise, you'll be fine." he said as he left the cream on her burn. Form what he heard, it seems that a club in one of her cities was burned down and many people have died. He felt really bad for her. There must be something he could do so she wouldn't suffer. "Huh? Oh, h-hola, prima." he aid when he saw one of his American cousins in the dorm. He didn't notice her until now.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2013 10:16 pm
╔═.★.══════ ♫The stars at night
are big and bright Susana Maria West
The Lone Star Sophomore
While Susana did not receive a direct answer, based on the conversation that Brazil was having on the phone, it seemed that a club had burned down and was causing the pain that the aforementioned Nation was suffering. The Texan wanted to desperately do something to help the other, especially when she saw her crying and shaking. Thus, she went over and gently squeezed a place on an arm that did not seem to be burned. She hoped the action was reassuring.
"Hola Luis. Perdon fer bargin' in like that...I just thought I might could lend a hand to y'all...things sounded pretty intense, Susana offered to Luis. Say, d'you think some painkillers or somethin' migh' help with the pain?
((Out of Austin smile ) deep in the heart
of Texas.♫
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 8:47 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorThe Argentinean shook his head "I'm afraid there aren't any. Also, painkillers make a person drowsy, and she's busy talking to her boss." he said to his cousin. he really wished there was something he could do to ease her pain, but his medical knowledge is limited.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Fri Feb 01, 2013 12:19 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄
Nathan came down the hall with his hands in this gray Yale sweatshirt's pockets. He really just wanted to rest, the press had died down in NewTown a bit which gave him some breathing room. Still his boss had told him to put on a happy face and answer the press' questions about gun laws, even though he only wanted to break down and just forget the world. Why couldn't the shooting happen in some other state? Why him!?
He reached the door to his dorm and leaned his head against it before opening it. He took deep breaths trying ti calm himself,. He was still worried about the whole leaving the union thing with Alfred. He really didn't mean it, he was just angry and upset.
He removed his head from the door and walked in shutting it behind him. When he saw the two tending to his roommate he tilted his head, "Hm? Is something wrong?"
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 11:56 am
╔═.★.══════ ♫The stars at night
are big and bright Susana Maria West
The Lone Star Sophomore
Susana bit her lip and frowned as she listened to Luis. It was too bad that the Brazilian could not have any painkillers, considering that they would have helped her. As the Texan began to rummage in her bag looking for a few herbal remedies, Connecticut walked in. She figured that he must be one of Brazil's roommates. The state nodded at her somewhat distant brother in greeting and glanced at the Luis, wondering how much she should explain. "I was passin' by here, just kinda wanderin' around, when I heard that these amigos were in trouble and decided to stop by an' help," Susana decided to explain briefly.
((Out of Austin smile ) deep in the heart
of Texas.♫
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2013 1:05 pm
Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ Nathan listened to his western sister, she didn't explain what had happen or who it had happened to. He looked down at the Brazilian from where he stood in front of the door, now he could tell she was hurt but he wasn't sure how. "R-right, what dose she need. I have plenty on Medical experience. Not as good as Georgia or Massachusetts but a decent amount." he volunteered to help, but half hoped that they would decline. He was still in bad shape after the shooting.
A sharp cold pain shot through the Northern head, he flinched and put his hands on his head. "B-Blizzard? N-Not fair." he cringed again as his head starting pounding. He removed his hands from his head and put on a fake smile. "R-right Brazil? she is injured si?" he said trying to act like he was fine, but his head was killing him and it was only a matter of time before h lost power in most of his state and passed out. Still he needed to help Brazil.
Nutmeg state! Out of Hartfordmay lose power due to Blizzard 1-2 feet of snow.
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Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2013 3:03 pm
[a mad lign=center] Connecticut ▀▄▀C▄▀▄▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀N▄▀▄▀▄ ▀N▄▀▄▀▄▀E▄▀▄▀ Nathan Benedict Jones . xxx ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ After tending to Brazil and making sure she was okay, he went to bed, down right tired. The Blizzard had been harsh and all he wanted to do as the sun rose up the next morning was to sleep. He hugged the blankets from his bed around himself in an attempt to get warm. Not long after his attempt another blizzard had struck his state. Today was just not a good day. The worst part about it to Nathan was that AL had not once come to check on him. Not darning Hurricane Sandy, Not during the elementary school shootings, and not after the two blizzards. He was meaning to talk to Al anyway, but was frightened to do so. Would Al even want to talk to him? He was just an unnoticed state he didn't seem to care about. Nathan always saw him checking up on his larger states, like Georgia and California. What was so special about them? He had known Al longer then they had.
The states bright blue eyes opened, blind because he did not have glasses on. he stuck a hand out from under the warm blankets and fished around for his glasses. Sooner then later he found them and slipped them on, he hear his stomach growl from the lack of food. The raved haired boy let out a groan as he forced himself out of the warmth of the bed. Without changing out of his dull gray night wear he left his rom and went into the kitchen. Nathan rubbed his eyes and stretched as he opened the fridge. He stared blankly into the metal box for a long moment before taking out a orange. He moved his blue eyes up to the clock. He swore to himself, he was late for second period.
Nathan left his orange on the table and went quickly into his room and changed into his school uniform. Gathering his thing and making him self look somewhat presentable he headed out for class. Nutmeg state! Out of Hartford
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Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2013 6:29 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Juliana awoke with a slight start, actually managing to hit herself on the right side of her forehead in the process of an overhanging lamp that rested beside the couch. It took her a moment to feel things out for her to realize that she was not in her bed like she had originally thought, but on the couch. But that would make sense since the night before she had undergone such excruciating pain with the burning of one of her nightclubs and all of the commotion over her from Luis, Nathan, and... wait, what was that girl's name? Damn, she didn't catch it. But that voice, she could remember that voice. Although the Brazilian bombshell was still blinded from her run-in with the Boitata a few nights ago, she already presumed the girl to be gorgeous. Hell, with an accent like that, she has got to be!
The blond giggled at this notion slightly as she turned onto her right side, lifting her arm to touch at the tender spot where her burn resided. To her surprise, she didn't feel much pain, just a slight tenderness. And she seemed to have been feeling bandages that were wrapped around her arm, hmm, maybe that girl did this in orderto subdue the pain somewhat. Well, she would have to ask her to be sure, but where would she even start a search for someone she didn't know the name of or even what she looked like? Eh, she'll figure out a way. With a slight heave, Juliana steadied herself in a seated position, her eyes closed so the spinning would stop before she got up and used her muscle memory of the dorm to find the bathroom. After closing the door behind her, she then decided that a shower was definitely in order. Although she had no perception of time, she assumed it to be no later than a few classes into the day, so with that, she turned on the water and went ahead with her blind shower.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Thu Mar 07, 2013 1:58 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ Juliana cooed to herself as she arched her back, cocking back her head as she let the steaming water run down her curves. These hot showers always did feel the best to the summered beauty, since the steam cleared her sinuses and made her skin feel the smoothest. She lathered the conditioner in her hair with the thin palms of her hands, working it deep into her roots and at the ends so they wouldn't split before she turned around and let the water run down her back this time, mixing with the foamy concoction until it collected into the drain and down the tubes. Once she was completely finished with her shower, the Brazilian groaped around for a moment before finding the faucet, her eyes still closed in case she still had some lingering conditioner in her hair. Once the water was off, she let out a sigh of relief before she opened the sliding glass door and stepped out, holding her position for a moment as she steadied herself long enough not to keel over so easily.
Reaching to the left and grasping her soft, white towel in her left hand, the Brazilian bombshell then threw it over her hair and dried off her golden locks before she did the same with her body, finally finishing by wrapping it around her middle before she exited the bathroom. She kept her steps cautious and dainty, since she didn't know what her roommates could have left out to prove an obstacle for the blinded beauty. Once she was back in her room, however, she immediately felt safe; especially with Renata there, rubbing against her legs for comfort. "Ah, ssh, Renata." She told her small, feline companion before throwing the towel on her bed and walking, naked, over to her closet. Even though she had amassed a large collection of different outfits and accessories, Juliana was lucky that she knew exactly where everything was, so to hell with her eyesight!
After a few moments, she had herself dressed in a pair of plain jeans, a blue tank top with a black jacket over it, and a pair of cute healed boots. The weather was starting to change and Juliana definitely knew that she would probably have to stock up on more winter clothes if the decending temperature continued. Once finished, she simply just put on a pair of sunglasses to hide from new people her slight imperfection before she, with Renata at her side, began to slowly make her way towards the campus. Hopefully she didn't miss too much!
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Mon Apr 22, 2013 11:16 am
  Kartlos Beridze
The Republic of Georgia
The Phantom of the OperaSoftly, Deftly, Music shall caress you
Hear it, Feel it, Secretly possess you Kartlos returned to his dorm to get changed into his costume. He couldn’t help but wonder where Juliana had wandered off to. He hadn’t seen her since they went to Ludwig’s dorm that one day. Well, he figured he would see her at the dance anyway. That brought up the question of what was she going as? And Landon and Rutilio too of course. He couldn’t wait to find out, but he would have to get changed into his costume too. He rooted through his closet for a moment, looking for the costume. I know I have my Phantom costume in here somewhere... He thought as he shoved clothes aside, looking for the halloween costume. He was certain he had brought it. Finally, he found it, yanking the deep blue suit out of the closet with such force that he almost tore it. He chuckled a bit and said, "Oops," Glad that it wasn’t damaged. He pushed his hair back out of his face, then went to put the final part of his costume on, the mask. He removed his glasses, then put the mask on, with the glasses on top. He turned to look at himself in the mirror. "Perfect!" He exclaimed, then exited the dorm, running towards the dance so that his cape fluttered behind him like a superhero. Open up your mind, Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight [Out.of.Music: // ]
The darkness ofxthe music of the night...
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Posted: Thu Apr 25, 2013 11:04 pm
  Sr. Romero ValentínRepública Bolivariana de Venezuela ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Romero woke up with only a mild headache to remember his, Juliana’s, and Luis’ night of debauchery by, but the pain was still enough to keep him from immediately rising. He had fallen asleep in Kartlos’ bed despite resolving to stay awake long enough to ask the Georgian’s permission first. While lying in the East European’s bed, the Venezuelan turned to face Brazil, who was still sleeping in hers. She looked so peaceful and innocent sleeping there, and Romero found it easy to forget that her history was just as bloody as his.
Perhaps she felt his eyes on her, for Juliana woke up soon after. Romero suddenly remembered that one of the last things they had all discussed last night was Halloween and that none of them had decided exactly what they would wear to the dance. He decided to pop the question now. “Oye, Juliana,” he said, “did you decide yet what you were going to wear to the party?”
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Out of Caracas: Dragon, have you seen the WIP I quoted you with in my store? It's a little hard to get your feedback when you can disappear for weeks at once... || Anyone else not able to see my post pics? Photobucket stuff seems to work fine, but not DA stuff on this computer, for some reason...
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2013 10:35 am
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorThe Argentinian was fast asleep on the floor from their activities last night. The smell of alcohol really got to him and knocked him out. Not even the sun's rays that shone through the window would wake him up.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: )Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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