part 259 dramatic close ups with a wide angle lense

[aphanon_meme]

Meme, darling, light of my life... is Livejournal... working? I'm not sure. I hope it's working again. I am crossing my fingers. Literally. It's hard to type like this though so I'm going to uncross them, but hopefully that will not hurt the luck. But, anyway... how was your week so far? Mine has been pretty good. I got a package in the mail I've

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/MAY BE A DRIVEBY

[lookscold]

[ Iceland has been busy. Now he's hiding behind a bush, staring at Netherlands. The only thing he has left to do is get the cigarettes Netherlands has on him.

He needs to be sneaky about it. Maybe he should wait for Seychelles to put a centipede down his back.

Hmm. ]

LOL FANTASTIC

[dam_stijl]

[good luck with that - not only does he carry around a pack of cigarettes, he carries around smoking tobacco]

[and the smoking tobacco is in an inside pocket]

[have fun]

B)

[lookscold]

...

[ Looks like he'll require Seychelles' help, after-all. OPERATION: STRIP N' DISTRACT.

Even if he only really needs to get Netherlands' jacket off.

SUMMON: SEYCHELLES ]

[seymyname]

[SUMMON SUCCESSFUL]

[sneaking around aimlessly]

[she is armed with a sock containing a wild pokemon HIDEOUS BEAST WITH A PAINFUL BITE large and rather frightening centipede she nabbed from silhouette island]

[dam_stijl]

[is too busy dealing with - well, all this shit - to notice]

1/2

[seymyname]

[How convenient!]

[stealth mode activated

TARGET LOCKED AND WITHIN ARM'S LENGTH

SLOWLY

REACHES

UP--]

[seymyname]

[EMPTIES SOCK DOWN HIS SCARF?! JACKET AND MAKES A RUN FOR IT.]

[and falls on her face]

[dam_stijl]

[THE]

[HELL]

[IS]

[THAT]

[rips off his jacket and brushes himself while off snarling viciously holy shit get them off get them off where the hell have these been he needs a shower right this fucking second]

[spins around, sees her, and stalks up]

Oi, you!

[lookscold]

[ CHANCE.

Sprints for it! Grabs the jacket! SPRINTS THE DIRECTION HE CAME FROM. RUN RUN RUUUUUUUUUUN! ]

[seymyname]

[SCRAMBLES TO HER FEET she can't die now]

[also

sprinting in the other direction like mad, laughing and cursing quietly to herself]

OMG LJ stop being a brat.

[dam_stijl]

[he's never gonna catch up to her if this keeps up, damn she's fast]

[FLYING TACKLE]

no worries! 1/2

[seymyname]

[OOF]

[seymyname]

...

Sooooo!

--Ahhahaohgodhow's the weather been at your place?! Sure's, uh, been a while, huh?

Ugh.

[dam_stijl]

[stares at her]

[stares]

[the pissiest stare she has ever seen]

[then wrenches off his scarf and throws it down into her face with a huff]

You're getting that dry-cleaned.

[seymyname]

Y'know, they're actually not dirty at all! Their bites just hurt like hell!!

[dam_stijl]

[pushes her further into the sand]

You're getting it dry-cleaned.

Got it?