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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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 Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:35 pm
a place one can relax, take a walk, or play in the playground
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Posted: Sat Jul 30, 2011 12:10 am
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El alto nivel con la pasión de España ~<3~ Antonio strolled around the park, ice cream in hand, a lazy smile on his face. The gently breeze felt nice and he quickly shed his uniform sweater and rolled up the sleeves of his button-up shirt, enjoying the beautiful weather. Really, it was a shame to have school on such a nice day (part of the reason Antonio was skipping at the moment).
Finding a nice bench, the Spaniard plopped down and sprawled out on his stomach, licking the ice cream (a flavor called Spanish Coffee). His eyes began to droop a little, the tell-tale signs of an approaching siesta making themselves known. Once he finished his snack he'd have a nice nap and then go to the store for the booze and cookies (if he remembered). ~<3~
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Posted: Sun Jul 31, 2011 4:49 am
 Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Not feeling up for another class with everyone, Romano rushed out when he had the chance. Once the principal got hold of the fact he skipped his class, he could just try to suck up. It would work on his Nonno, since he was one for cute things.... HE COULD BE CUTE WHEN HE WANTED TO BE! If it meant to weasel out of trouble, then sure.
He stopped at a tomato cart on the way to the park, buying a nice juicy ripe one to munch on happily as he enjoyed the breeze and the day. He didn't feel one bit sorry for skipping on such a nice day. He paused as his caught sight of his room mate. Antonio. He grumbled and walked over to him, seeing nothing better to do. "Oi... Skipping on the first day?" He asked lightly, glaring at the Spaniard slightly. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 1:46 am
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El alto nivel con la pasión de España ~<3~ Antonio was pondering a multitude of things (including, but not limited to, why tomatoes are red, how mermaids reproduce, and if he could really eat ten crackers without drinking water) when he heard a familiar voice shocked him out of his thoughts. As graceful as an overweight walrus plunging off a cliff, the Spaniard flailed slightly with surprised, falling to the ground. He landed with a thud on his back, sharp pain shooting up his spine. His ice cream had somehow been relinquished from its prison in the waffle cone and ended up on the ground not more than ten feet away. The waffle cone had become crunched in Antonio's hand, small pieces of waffle digging into his palm. He glanced at the boy who had spoken.
"Lovi!" He greeted cheerfully, not bothering to get up off the ground. "Hola, ¿Qué tal? Shouldn't you be in school?" ~<3~
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 3:53 pm
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Rolling his eyes, Romano stepped over the Spaniard who was on the ground, sitting on the bench while he bit into the tomato again, staring down at the male with a glare. "Si, I should be.. But it doesn't mean I will be.. You should be in school also, idiot." He used the Spaniard's gut as a foot rest, letting his feet rest lightly so he wouldn't hurt the male much. "I have classes with that potato b*****d.. I don't think I will ever go back to classes for this year." He talked more to himself at the time, not expecting the Spaniard to listen to him any more. "Why aren't you at school, b*****d?" He questioned suddenly, looking back down to him. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 12:52 am
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El estudiente con la pasión de España  ~<3~ Antonio hung onto Romano's every word, staring at him in a way that was akin to worship. He grinned widely, happy to be the Italian's footrest. He pretended not to notice his roommate's glare and cursing, pretending (more for his own sake than anything) that it was just the moody boy's way of expressing fondness. "Ah, pero colegio es muy aburrido, no? I was supposed to meet Francis here and we were going to buy ice cream and Sangría and Girl Scout Cookies but I do not see him here. But then you showed up, mi Romanito," he crooned, looking hopelessly in love. It was quite obvious that the Spaniard had been harboring a not-so-small crush since he had met his roommate. Of course, he was also affectionate to Romano's brother, Feliciano, but that was merely due to the overwhelming sense of adorable that clung to the younger Italian like bad, cheap cologne. ~<3~
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 5:41 pm
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Still glaring down at the Spaniard, Romano discarded the remains of his tomato, resting for a moment longer before he got up and stretched. "You do everything with Francis, don't you?" He asked lightly. Ever since he had met his room mate, he had been seen with Francis. He had a crush on his room mate, though he wouldn't admit it, not even if it was to save the world. He stepped over the still laying Spaniard and began to walk away. "Coming, b*****d?"
He didn't stop to wait for an answer from the male, he just kept walking like he didn't even know the Spaniard existed. He glanced back to make sure the male was following. He would replace Francis for the time being, it gave him a sort of reason to hang out with the male for a bit. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 8:29 pm
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El estudiente con la pasión de España ~<3~ The Spaniard instantly jumped to his feet, stumbling slightly due to the sudden moving, feeling lightheaded. He shook it off and brushed the bits of waffle cone from his hand, leaving them to lie on the path for any hungry birds or ant. "Pues, he is my friend. I don't do everything with him. We're going to have a party for Gilbert and needed to grab some things," he chirped, happy following after Romano. Catching up wasn't difficult in the least, due to Antonio's long legs and the fact he was a good few inches taller than the Italian. "Do you want to come to the party? Oh, you can help me get the alcohol and Girl Scout Cookies! Since Francis is busy, ¿vale?" He grinned. He was just full of amazing ideas today. ~<3~
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 2:11 am
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. "Why would I want to go to a party that is for the potato b*****d's brother?" He asked in a rude tone. "That's just ********> He grumbled and crossed his arms at the offer. God he wanted to smack the man and run off, a blush was spreading across his cheeks. He hated the male so much, yet he had a school girl crush on the Spanish ********. He glared up at him, the thought of hitting the male and rushing off to hide being a very good idea at the time, but he just sighed and nodded lightly. Sure, I'll go help you. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 3:27 am
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El estudiente con la pasión de España ~<3~ " You'll help? Really? Vaya!" Antonio looked like Christmas and his birthday had all come rolled up in one, grinning widely from ear to ear. He gave Romano a quick, one-armed hug-squeeze and then grabbed his hand, leading him off through the park. " This is so cool! Trust me, you're going to love las galletas! Son riquísimas!" He chattered happily. His cheeks were dusted with a lively pink, partially due to the heat and his excitement, but also due to holding his crush's hand. He just couldn't describe the feeling being Romano gave him but it was very close to filling a balloon up with the hot Toledo air in the summertime and then sticking it in his chest. Yes, that was a perfect simile. ~<3~ ((Out of curiosity, do you want me to post translations to Toni's Spanish?))
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 9:09 pm
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Having his hand grabbed by the Spaniard's caused a dark blush to leap to Romano's face. He tried to tug his hand back a bit but he didn't try all that hard to get it free and just left his hand there instead. "I don't understand your retarded language, dammit! Speak English!" Romano growled angrily. He never did learn Spanish so hi couldn't translate the words out. "Why do you insist on touching me dammit.." I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Fri Aug 05, 2011 8:25 pm
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El estudiente con la pasión de España ~<3~ " English...?" Antonio pondered aloud, having not realized he had slipped into his native tongue, " Vale, I can do that!" He grinned at the smaller teen, swinging their entwined hands. " Pero Lovi, I'm not touching you," he chuckled, shaking his head as they walked. He hadn't dawned on him yet that he had the Italian's hand grasped in his own. It was only normal for him to be affectionate and he didn't give it a second thought. " Oh, espera, you mean our hands? Do you not like holding hands?" The Spaniard looked slightly confused. " But it keeps us from getting lost!" ~<3~
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Posted: Sat Aug 06, 2011 1:59 pm
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. "I don't like contact!" He grumbled and pulled his hand free from the Spaniard's grap, pushing his hands into his pockets with a glare. "And you're still speaking in Spanish, idiot... stop that.. I said I didn't know that ******** language!" No matter how close it was to his own, he never understood it. And he doubted he would ever learn, he just wasn't motivated enough to learn it at all. He was perfectly happy knowing English and Italian. "Now, where are we going first?" He asked angrily. I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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Posted: Sun Aug 07, 2011 7:22 pm
Antonio Fernandez-Carriedo El estudiente con la pasión de España ~<3~ " Lo siento, lo siento," Antonio chuckled, shaking his head. He was amused and also slightly flattered that Romano was so shy around him. It gave him the tiniest smidgen of hope that, perhaps, the angry little Italian possibly returned his feelings of affection. " Oh! Maybe I should teach you Spanish! We can start with this! Repeat after me, Lovi, 'dame un beso'," he teased, grinning widely. " We're going to the store, I think. Yes? The store? They have booze, right?" Come to think of it, he wasn't quite sure... They sold cookies too, right? Wait, of course they did! He was there just this morning. He chuckled, laughing at himself for being so forgetful. ~<3~
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Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 2:46 pm
Romano Lovino Vargas I act rude,
I cuss and I hit.
I'm a mess. Romano looked to the male, glaring as he spoke to him. He hated Spanish but it wouldn't hurt to try to copy the words. He didn't know what they meant though.. Probably nothing bad, the Spaniard was sort of his friend after all. "Dame un beso?" He looked to Antonio with curious eyes, wondering if he even spoke what the man wanted him to repeat. He hoped he didn't just say random s**t there.. That would be embarrassing.
"What type of store sells booze, idiot?" It was obvious they would have to go to the liquor store for booze. A store wouldn't sell things like that. "We will just have to make a run to the liquor store after we buy the damn cookies.." I never had friends,
and I was always neglected..
Don't blame me.
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