The disappearance of Alfred and Matthew
anonymous
March 25 2010, 09:10:24 UTC
This anon wants to see Al and Matt reluctantly come to the decision that their economies/governments are so broken and unfixable that the only solution to save their citizens from disaster is for their countries to merge.
This means Al and Matt disappear and get replaced by a new child nation-tan who has a new nation name and has no memory of ever being Al/Matt and doesn't recognise any of the other nations.
England and France are devastated by their decision to merge.
Would love a scene where Al and Matt are signing the treaty to dissolve their nations in the presence of all the other nations (who are so shocked/scared by their decision) with the ghosts of Rome and Germania watching on. And then Al/Matt fade away and disappear in front of them ;_;
And some nation has to then take ownership of new child nation-tan.
Whispers to an Empty Wind [6/?]
anonymous
May 9 2010, 08:21:51 UTC
“You’ve grown.”
“Oil reserves. They’ve finally started drilling some parts of the Northwestern Territory.”
“Stay away from France for a while, then, if you will.”
“Why?”
“Uh, he’s got an affliction with large tracts of land. And do try to keep your agriculture down, if you can.”
Carica nodded perkily and scampered off, likely to go break another tea service or something of the like.
England cradled his forehead in his hands and stared at his mobile. Someone would have to inform Carica of the growing of girl bits, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be him
( ... )
Whispers to an Empty Wind [8/?]
anonymous
May 11 2010, 21:26:03 UTC
Liechtenstein, Sealand, Carica, and Latvia were members of the Club Outside the World Meetings. And Lithuania took it upon himself to look after them
( ... )
Whispers to an Empty Wind [9/?]
anonymous
May 14 2010, 01:20:21 UTC
Carica didn’t have a name.
She didn’t have a name because she hadn’t shown herself to the public to be named yet. She didn’t really intend to.
“Your… Human name is Arthur Kirkland, right?”
England didn’t look up. “Yes, it is.”
“What do I look like?”
He looked up and paused. “A Carica?”
“I’m talking about in terms of human names.”
“A proper English name, to be certain. Aurora, perhaps, or Brittany, or even Kayla,” he said, furrowing his eyebrows to the slightest degree.
“I like the name Belle.”
“That’s French.”
“So?”
“It’s French.”
“I see.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Why are you staring at this?” she asked, pointing to her stray hair.
“I’m not!”
“You are. Why are you doing it?”
“I most undoubtedly am not. I could stare at your hair all day and not be the least bit bloody impressed,” he said, dropping the adamant tone of voice and adopting a cool one
( ... )
Author-non was on the SeaBus and Carica started bugging her...
anonymous
May 21 2010, 00:28:20 UTC
So I was on my way back home on the Sea Bus, which, by the way, is the awesomest form of public transport in Vancouver (yush, I live thar) and I was writing up another chapter, and...
Carica not having a uniform bothered me. Not just a little bit. It bugged me a lot. So I started doodling (which, admittedly, is not my strong suit by any means). It sucks, but do any of you guys want to see it? XD
'Cause if you don't, I probably won't bother to upload it, primarily because my scanner is so temperamental.
So, I need to colour it and actually complete the design itself. Suggestions? Questions? Cries of outrage?
This means Al and Matt disappear and get replaced by a new child nation-tan who has a new nation name and has no memory of ever being Al/Matt and doesn't recognise any of the other nations.
England and France are devastated by their decision to merge.
Would love a scene where Al and Matt are signing the treaty to dissolve their nations in the presence of all the other nations (who are so shocked/scared by their decision) with the ghosts of Rome and Germania watching on. And then Al/Matt fade away and disappear in front of them ;_;
And some nation has to then take ownership of new child nation-tan.
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My song by her would probably be...
Breakaway.
Because when I was sixteen I ran away from home, and hey! Now I'm at university. Yay.
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“Oil reserves. They’ve finally started drilling some parts of the Northwestern Territory.”
“Stay away from France for a while, then, if you will.”
“Why?”
“Uh, he’s got an affliction with large tracts of land. And do try to keep your agriculture down, if you can.”
Carica nodded perkily and scampered off, likely to go break another tea service or something of the like.
England cradled his forehead in his hands and stared at his mobile. Someone would have to inform Carica of the growing of girl bits, and it sure as hell wasn’t going to be him ( ... )
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Because DAMMIT, I know exactly how much that hurts. *wibble* Oh, Carica... He just misses the boys, that's all...
Ironic captcha says: backwater listened. BRB, killing captcha. And possibly bitchslapping England while I'm at it.
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8D
Why?
And can I come?
Captcha: faint they. Well, I'm not sure if this is Pokemon, but...
England used: Brow Beam!
It's super effective!
Good thing I had a Brit-type Pokemon. Otherwise this might have been difficult.
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Captcha: think, infanta (That sounds Spanish. Or maybe Italian.)
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LOL teenage rebellion. Also, England: LEARN FROM YOUR MISTAKES.
*goes back to angsting about Canada and listening to Kelly Clarkson*
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Brb, cleaning up mess and punching England again.
ironic captcha: geometry states
BTW, I think I love that girl.
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She didn’t have a name because she hadn’t shown herself to the public to be named yet. She didn’t really intend to.
“Your… Human name is Arthur Kirkland, right?”
England didn’t look up. “Yes, it is.”
“What do I look like?”
He looked up and paused. “A Carica?”
“I’m talking about in terms of human names.”
“A proper English name, to be certain. Aurora, perhaps, or Brittany, or even Kayla,” he said, furrowing his eyebrows to the slightest degree.
“I like the name Belle.”
“That’s French.”
“So?”
“It’s French.”
“I see.”
He rolled his eyes.
“Why are you staring at this?” she asked, pointing to her stray hair.
“I’m not!”
“You are. Why are you doing it?”
“I most undoubtedly am not. I could stare at your hair all day and not be the least bit bloody impressed,” he said, dropping the adamant tone of voice and adopting a cool one ( ... )
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Carica not having a uniform bothered me. Not just a little bit. It bugged me a lot. So I started doodling (which, admittedly, is not my strong suit by any means). It sucks, but do any of you guys want to see it? XD
'Cause if you don't, I probably won't bother to upload it, primarily because my scanner is so temperamental.
So, I need to colour it and actually complete the design itself. Suggestions? Questions? Cries of outrage?
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