.:Letters To Italy:. (~Italy Needed~PAFP)

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  • Rules:
    .Please be an active player


    My Form:


    Name: Donatella Italia Giovanni
    Age: 19
    Looks Like:
    Height: 5'0"
    Country? : No.
    Personality: Fun-Loving, Caring, Sometimes a tsundere.


    Pointers:


    . Donatella has just moved to Venice from Milan.
    . She has no clue what to do and where to go so she wanders around (Gets Lost easily)

    The post was edited 1 time, last by Makoto Tachibana ().

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc; Excuse me, but... I'll take Italy's role. Let me just make his quick Pov/form. And then go from there. Deal? :3


    Ic;


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.
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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc; Here's the Pov, sorry it's so short, but I'm on a timed moment. So please, bear with me. Now;Feliciano Vargas of the Vargas family.
    Italy/North Italy/[nordico] Italia.



    Ciao~! I'm Italy! Sono contento di averti conosciuto~! I am the younger brother of Romano... who Spain chases. But I have a great personality. My eyes are gentle hazel, see? As well as my layered chestnut brown hair. Er!... please don't touch my curl.... Sono sicuro che saremo grandi amici! I have so many friends! Like Doitsu, Japan-san, Seychelles, Onii-san France, and others~!




    Ic;


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.
    Soldier Side. N.d. Photograph. FanpopWeb. 29 Nov 2013. .
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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc; Grazie, is there a certain storyline or events, and want me to start us off?


    Ic;


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.
    Soldier Side. N.d. Photograph. FanpopWeb. 29 Nov 2013. .
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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;Thank you again. :3


    Ic; 'Another warm afternoon! Veh~! It's so warm and nice. Maybe fratello will want to join me on my stroll... ? Hm, no, never mind... Egli è probabilmente occupato con i suoi amici... Io sono il solo tipo di oggi... Non mi piace.' Feliciano Vargas muttered about words and thoughts, going back and forth from English and Italian. The high known family, the Vargas's brought different outlooks depending on the person asked. But Feli here was a sweetheart and great with the ladies. Known to be a great friend, to even being very affectionate in a friendly way. Yet he always seemed to have that childish side. But these thoughts were soon interrupted by something from the corner of his eye caught his attention.


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.
    Soldier Side. N.d. Photograph. FanpopWeb. 29 Nov 2013. .
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  • {Very Welcome.}


    A girl with long brown hair and matching eyes walked around, confused. "maledetto ... dove si trova ..." She muttered to herself, pulling her trolley bag alongside her.


    (Translation: Damn... Where is it...)

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;


    Ic; Feliciano Vargas turned his head to glance back, hearing a voice, his senses had to find the source of. "Ciao?" He called to the girl and grinned. " Sono che necessarie? Hai problemi con qualcosa?" The child like, gentleman behaving Italian offered.


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.
    Soldier Side. N.d. Photograph. FanpopWeb. 29 Nov 2013. .
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  • She turned her head towards him. 'Quindi ... Bello ...' She thought. "Sì. Mi sono appena trasferita qui da Milano." She said walking towards him. "Puoi parlare inglese?" She asked, looking up at him. (Since he's 5'7" and she's 5'5" *Japan's height*)

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;


    Ic; "Ahahaha, veh! I speak English somewhat fluently. And I can tell you're new to this place. Where is it you wish to go? I know all of Italy like the back of my hand.... did I say that right? But I'm Feliciano Vargas... probably should have introduced myself first," the friendly, bubbly Italian chuckled, smiling. "But you can just call me Feli like the rest. Even Veneziano."


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.[img width=510 height=382]http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/zIxvTbXO2Ks/maxresdefault.jpg[/img].[/fancypost]

  • "Nice to meet you, Feli. My name's Donatella. You can call me Donna or Italia. That's my middle name." She said, giggling sweetly. "I need help getting to this building. Do you know where it is?" She asked, holding out a map of Venice to show him.

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;


    Ic; "Oh! Sí! Yes, I do, care to follow me?" Feliciano nodded and chuckled. "Nice to meet you... but why do they call you Italia, are you a representative of the actual nation of Italy?!" He couldn't resist asking with a big smile.


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.[img width=510 height=382]http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/zIxvTbXO2Ks/maxresdefault.jpg[/img].[/fancypost]

  • Her eyes widened. "Wh-Wh-What? Italia's just my middle name my mother gave me..." She said, blushing a deep red. "I'm not... A representative of... Are you actually... The living nation of Italy?!"

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;


    Ic;
    The young man frowned, gulping. Before he panicked shaking his head. "No, no, I'm not... I was joking, veh~. Ahehe...." He was nervous and felt as though he made a mistake. Feliciano had to be careful about this sort of thing as it could result in more wars or even kidnapping. "I was teasing, see? Ahaha, a great thing about this nation..."


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.[img width=510 height=382]http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/zIxvTbXO2Ks/maxresdefault.jpg[/img].[/fancypost]

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    You looked at me from day one, with sorrow and regret... with question and disbelief. I simply smiled, wishing to be the bestest of friends, of course, after I had panicked. You knew, I could see, that we were destined.


    Ooc;


    Ic; "Close enough at least. Yes," Italy beamed, smiling sweetly. "Now about getting you to that building..."


    But then... This day came... bloodied and broken.... I saw how much you wanted to save me... to hold me, and tell me it would all be fine... but it was too late. I felt that spark... and I smiled, like that first day as I tried to calm and stop you from sobbing.[img width=510 height=382]http://i1.ytimg.com/vi/zIxvTbXO2Ks/maxresdefault.jpg[/img].[/fancypost]