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Post by Sealand on Jul 2, 2012 16:20:03 GMT -5
((You don't have to, if you don't want to. ;3 But I'm kinda curious about one thing. He's already messed up? X3))
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Post by Italy on Jul 2, 2012 16:38:40 GMT -5
(yeah..... he is...)
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Post by Canada on Jul 2, 2012 17:48:20 GMT -5
OOC- This conversation made me laugh so hard. XD BIC- Kumajirou reached up to paw at the doorknob, which was pretty far up. Closer, closer... Then he had it. He turned the knob with both paws and managed to click open the door. It creaked as he shouldered it open and looked up at the two people standing on his doorstep. They both looked really weird, like he'd seen them before, but not in exactly the same way. He tilted his head. "Who are you?" he asked, his usual question. It seemed almost strange to be asking it to someone other than Canada.
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Post by Italy on Jul 2, 2012 18:41:04 GMT -5
"Hi there! I'm here for Canada! I'm Italy " Italy told the bear. "May I come in?" he stepped in, answering himself. "So, where is Canada? Oh, and what's your name?" Italy started wandering the house. Bathroom here. Kitchen there. Bear following him. In the last room he found Canada. "Hi Canada!" he exclaimed.
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Post by Sealand on Jul 2, 2012 20:00:32 GMT -5
When Kumajirou asked who the two were, Sealand snarled and grumbled a rather cross-sounding response. "I'm Peter Kirkland..." The boy trailed off, stepping inside. He smirked inwardly, continuing his sentence under his breath. "...Sort of." He cocked his head to the side, blinking his differently coloured eyes. The new Sealand nodded at Canada, not saying another word for quite a bit. What am I saying? How am I only sort of me? Let's face it, Petey. You saw the way you look. You know the way you're acting. You'll just have to come to terms with the fact that I'M in control now...What? Who are you? I'm your OTHER side. The side that has to deal with all your bottled-up sadness, anger, fear...Your rage side, your anger side, your grumpy side...I understand. Sort of. Inwardly shaking his head, Sealand looked up again. "Erm, hello, Canada." He said, awkwardly scratching the back of his head.
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Post by Canada on Jul 2, 2012 21:11:56 GMT -5
Canada blinked, his unusually dark-coloured eyes wide with surprise. Okay, one thing you definitely didn't expect to see in the morning was a nation and a micro nation storming your house. His dark side was momentarily forgotten at the sheer confusion of why Italy of all people and Sealand were in his room. "U... Uh... Hello?" he finally managed, his greeting turning out more as a question. The new scary dark side of him screamed to yell at them, or demand to know why his house was being invaded (not that he wasn't used to being invaded by the Asian nations, he had had Chinatowns built in his living room on numerous occasions), but this strange shock found him enough bearings to stay in control. For now. "Um... May I help you?..." he continued feebly, his voice frequently halting from onslaughts of barely controlled, random rage.
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Post by Italy on Jul 2, 2012 22:57:16 GMT -5
"Hi Canada " Italy said. "Me and Sealand so SOOOO cool now! WOAH! LOOK IT'S HAPPENED TO YOU TOO. WE ARE LIKE THE THREE MUSKETEERS!!! THIS IS SO COOL!!!!" Italy started fading out into blahblahblahs.
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