Characters:
nippon_ga_yo and YOU!
Location: Somewhere out in the streets
Time: Noon
Style: First please?
Status: Open
*When Japan emerged from his room (he didn't even notice the ruckus and the magic and the curse all you young'uns were cooking up outside), he felt like a zombie. He really would like to ask someone to get him a bottle of ink, but he couldn't find anyone ... it was like they disappeared. So he meekly set out of the house with G pen still posed on his ear.
It was a bad idea.
The sun was so bright, his head spun like he was on one of America-san's roller coaster rides.
And promptly he passes out on a random street. Care to help him?*