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Kitty the Ninja Pikachu Captain
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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 1:01 pm
in this dorm lives
Kartlos / Georgia
Juliana / Brazil
Conne / Connecticut
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 1:39 pm
 I'm a →country←
Not some ←state→Georgia
Kartlos Beridze
Sophomore I'm the →original←
He's just ←fake→ Kartlos walked into his dorm, humming a little tune. High school. Well this sucks. He tossed his stuff onto the floor in his dorm, then began unpacking, and decided to wander about, meet some people he doesn't already know. "Let's go!" he said, although there wasn't anyone there to hear. "I hope the people here are nice." he switched from humming to whistling as he walked out of the dorm and towards the school.
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Posted: Tue Feb 28, 2012 1:23 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬  Her high heels clicked down the hallway, dragging behind two designer luggage carriers as she searched for her dorm room. Her light green eyes scanned each door as she passed it. "Hm, it seems I'm the only South American of the class." She thought to herself before she stopped in front of her own door, which had only one other name labeled. Her plump lips parted as she adjusted her suitecases against the wall to the left of the door before she looked down and opened her purse, which was currently hanging off of her shoulder. Rummaging around for a moment, she then found her compact. Manicured nails opened the compact before she tilted it upwards, going over every minute detail of her face. She didn't want to have a single flaw when meeting her new roommate, this "Georgia" fellow.
Closing the compact with a small "click!" before she tucked it back away into her purse, the Brazilian then fished her new key out of her front pocket before she placed it into doorknob. As she turned it to unlock the door, she listened for the signal before she moved her hand in the reverse direction and took her key out of the lock, slipping it back into the pocket of her jean shorts. At the moment, she was also wearing a bright yellow, flowy tube top which only reached down to her naval, which was pierced with a bright green gem. Her coastline was still showing a perfect amount of cleavage, not too much, not to little. Around her womanly hips, her jean shorts was tied together with a milticolored piece of clothing tied against her right hip in a bow. Upon her feet were black wedged-heels, whom she wore expertly.
Juliana then opened the door and pushed it open, revealing the rest of the dorm room. It wasn't like a beachside cabana in Sao Paulo, but it was quaint enough. Reaching to the side and grabbing her luggage, she then hitched it away from the wall and maneuvered it back into the dorm, kicking the door closed with the heel of her shoes. She then walked into the depths of the dorm, her heels continuing to click on the hardwood floor before she opened the door to a spare bedroom. It was unclaimed and that was perfect. Her plump lips parted as she smiled before she practically threw her luggage onto her bed and began to unpack. A lot of her wardrobe were tight-fitting, colorful dresses or other outfits that resulted from her hot climate and attractive people, erm beaches.
Sighing with an airy smile, the blonde bombshell continued to unpack before she glanced at herself in the mirror. She knitted her brow for just a moment as she neared the mirror, glancing at her tanned skin before she knew some bangs from her emerald eyes. She walked back to a smaller bag before she unzipped it and took out some moisturizer and began to lather up her face with some, just to make sure her complexion didn't fade from all of the time she spent in the sun. But luckily, since the sun was going down, she didn't have to worry about that. Hmm, dinner? Juliana stopped packing once more before she walked briskly to the refridgerator and opened it. Hmm, maybe she should head to the store? Well if that was the case, then she had to grab a hoodie or something. Walking back into her room, she grabbed a white hoodie that had a very intricate design on the back of it, interlacing many different colors of thread. She then grabbed her golden-colored purse before she headed out the door, heading towards the General Store.
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 4:38 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▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ A small scrawny boy walked down the halls, he was wearing a back shirt with the roman numeral number 5. He lugged 2 suit plain black suit cases behind him. The black haired boy was not very strong and was having trouble dragging the cases across the floor to his new dorm.
He looked at the signs on the door for his name and the door number. Finally he found it, he read the other names on the door, "Georgia? W-well a-at least I have a brother in my dorm" he said softly, this was how the small state all ways spoke. Connecticut Then looked at the names again. "B-brazil?" he had heard of the country but never met her.
" Well I bet these people won't notice you either.." said a small voice from behind Conne. A white see through ghost circled around Connecticut reaping the words.
Conne looked up at the ghost. "F-franny would you at least try to s-stay hidden? I don't want my n-new roommates to get freaked o-out." the ghost gave a grunt and fazed into one of the suit cases. Conne opened the door and walked in. "C-ciao? " he spoke in Italian, it was a habit for the state since allot of his people are Italian and his boss forced him to learn Italian.
Well no one was here, that’s good. So Conne went into the only room left and put his stuff down and got everything in place. After he had finished with that he decided to go meet some people who might notice him. To the Park.
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2012 3:16 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? I'm not American, I'm Dutch and Italian. Why did Holland have to give me up? Dosn't any one love me? Or did they forget....I'm Connecticut, remember ▄▀W▄▀▄H▀▄▀O▄▀▄▀▄▀A▄▀M▄▀▄I▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ Conne sighed as he entered his dorm. His roommates still weren’t here. Well only one thing to do~ He went into his room followed by his ghost and sat down at his desk and brought out a bunch of power tools ,nails, hammers, clock pieces, And blocks of wood. Then he began making a Cookoo clock. Conne always did this at least once a day. He had been told by Netherlands to make all this stuff, clocks, ships and everyday household items. The most items Conne made were Cookoo clocks though so he was very good at making them.
It only took about 3 minutes for him to finish one, so he went onto another one.
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Wed Mar 21, 2012 4:24 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 ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ It wasn't long at all before the Brazilian blond returned to her dorm room. But as she arrived at the door, she found it wide open. Was someone in there? Perhaps it was just her other roommate, this Connecticut fellow. Walking through the threshold, she then walked over to the kitchen and immediately began to put the food stuffs that she had bought away in the refridgerator and the cupboards. With the rest of her things, she walked back into her room and shut the door, since she was going to be changing into some pants. Throwing her bags of things on the bed, she then took off her heels and unbuttoned her shorts before she pulled them off. With a light skip, she walked over to her dresser and took out a pair of dark skinny jeans and tugged them on, sliding a bronze belt through the loops so it could stay in place. Quickly, she slid on her black wedged-heels before she unzipped her hoodie and threw it on the bed again. She wasn't going outside anymore, so might as well look good. As she left her room, closed the door, and grabbed her container of flan she then quickly jogged out of the dorm, closing the door behind her so she could find her roommate and her new friend, Florida.
[Out.Of.Rio:]
▬▬▬▬▬▬ ▬▬▬（ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ）▬▬▬ ▬▬▬▬▬▬ I'm on my way to believing
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Posted: Sun Apr 08, 2012 9:12 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▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ The State had made around 30 clocks in this time. He asked Franny to burn most of them since they were useless. "And Quinnehtukqut I want three mini microwaves in our room, 2 for me and the other one for me okay?" Conne's ghost friend said. "For the last time I can't..."he said quietly. The noise from next door was getting him a bit annoyed. "hey can i go scared the people next door? There really loud" The ghost asked. The Nutmeg state looked up at her with a sigh. "What ever” he sighed and crawled into his bed and fell asleep.
"YAY!" The ghost cheered as flew through eh fall to the other dorm, Time to have some fun!
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2012 11:57 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▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ The State put his pillow over his head and groaned. His neighbors were so loud! He couldn't get a wink of sleep with them! How was he ever going to survive high school with his neighbors? Should he complain? Or would that be rude? He didn't want to offend any one. But he also wanted sleep.
The questions circled his mind, he then got up out of bed with another groan. He decided to complain, he was way too tired to think logically. Besides he said Franny could go over there a bug them and she hadn't come back yet and it made him really worried.
As he made his way toward the door he almost fell over because he was so tired. But he managed to make it and leave his dorm, to go complain about there noisiness.
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Thu May 10, 2012 11:31 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▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄?▀▄ The state went to bed for an hour, he didn't get a wink of sleep. He then slowly brought himself to awaken from his sleepless night and get ready for the day. He still hadn’t seen Franny or his roommates.
He was worried about his ghost friend, she always found her self getting into trouble. Conne was always the one to get her out of it.
He sighed inwardly, he still needed to get his classes.. So as soon as he was ready and left and headed the office.
Nutmeg state!
Out of Hartford
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2012 9:20 am
 Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid JuniorLuis Esteban was in front of Juliana's dorm door. At least he hoped it was the right one. He knocked on the door "Juliana... Are you awake? It's time for school."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: ) Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 12:38 pm
 Sr. Romero Valentín
 República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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Romero quickly found his little brother standing right in front of Dorm 23, exactly as he’d said. Luis was standing just a little too close to the door, his expression worried. It looked like he had put his ear on the door at least once to hear if Juliana was in there. Or so Romero imagined—the Argentinian was probably too polite to do such a thing. He slowed as he approached him and likewise glanced at the door. “Luis, we’ve got to hurry,” he said, a note of urgency in his voice. “If we wait here much longer, we’re going to miss first period.”
 Out of Caracas: And according to Kitty, first ends on Monday.
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 12:52 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"Hm? Ah, hermano..." Luis Esteban turned around to see his older brother, Romero, there. He didn't like the idea of being late, but he wasnted to go with Juliana to class "But, I promised her we'd go together. Why don't you go ahead? I know how much you hate tardiness."{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: so I was told ^^ Argen just doesn't like breaking promises)Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 1:42 pm
Sr. Romero Valentín
República Bolivariana de Venezuela
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Romero pondered the thought. It was true that he didn’t like being late to class, but he had already studied a lot while he was out. If he remembered correctly, his first class was math, which he certainly didn’t need any help in yet. But he’d heard rumors that the schedules had changed, too. Maybe math wasn’t his first class anymore…
“It’s okay, Luis.” He patted his brother’s shoulder briefly before realizing what he was doing and withdrawing his hand. “I’ll go pick up all of our schedules, and if there’s nothing important in first period, we’ll wait here together. But if Juliana doesn’t wake up for second period, you’ve got to go, too,” he added. “Vargas’ll get mad if you miss two periods in a row, promise or no promise.”
Luis nodded, and Romero continued swiftly down the hall, heading for the main office.
Out of Caracas: You did read Romero's rant/their history, right? Is it okay with you?
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Posted: Sat May 12, 2012 2:09 pm
Luis Esteban Salazar-CarriedoThe Timid Junior"Oh, um...." Romero was going to get their schedules? That wasn't necessary, they could do it themselves. Luis Esteban knew the principal would get mad, but he was a man of his word, and it was bad to break promises.{ Translations:} (Out of Buenos Aires: somewhat. However, Argentina did participate in several wars. Mostly with his own brothers, which they started, and European countries. Some wins and some devestating losses.)Argentine Republic
Republica de Argentina
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Posted: Sun May 13, 2012 8:03 am
Romero returned to find his brother still loitering about the door, which remained resolutely closed. That was quite some devotion. Luis paused as the Venezuelan approached, and he held up the schedules in reply. "They did change the schedules around a bit," Romero remarked, handing Luis' and Juliana's schedules over. "Any luck with Juliana?" he asked.
(Phone. I fixed the rant to be more accurate and less biased. ||I hope Dragon posts soon. || Just a note for myself that relates to you, Romero'll hang around with Luis for first, then leave with or without him for second; then he'll remind Luis of the shared schedules and, if Luis doesn't leave, add that Vargas thinks they're sick.)
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