ich kauf dir morgen die welt / open, Q/A

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]"I understand there are many things unknown about me, and so for this rare occasion, I'll give the chance to ask any of those questions you might have," Marco stated, taking a seat. He was his usual calm, cool, collected self; but deep down he was wondering what kind of questions he might just get. It was a rather interesting though.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]"A wonderful question," Marco began. While to some long-term members or those that accepted him in, it was obvious he wasn't born here. Or maybe it was the accent or something else - but for others he could understand it could be difficult to know without asking. "No, I wasn't born in SunClan. In fact, I was born in another country known as Germany, however German's like me often call it Deutschland instead."

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]"I have two older sisters, but even back in Germany they were off in other places, living a bit away from our home. I still saw them, of course, but now situations are a bit different with me in SunClan." Marco answered smoothly with a brief nod of his head.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]"Well, seeing as it's where I come from, I do consider it very great. But pros there can also be cons, depending on the person, if that makes sense. The German version of being polite is very different from here, so you can run into some rude people. We also are a very serious bunch that treat rules highly. Everyone back in Deutschland always are straight to the point; depending on what it is, this is good and bad." Marco started, however he wasn't to done just yet!

"However, Germans aren't too accepting of small talk, so if you find someone, expect to known them well and maybe call them an acquaintance much more easily. But beware! Back home, they are never afraid to speak their minds. People there are a bit tough on the outside, but in the middle they can be soft and sweet."

To be honest, even he himself fit the description almost exactly. And it showed, too. "It's very beautiful there. Canals here and there and the Red Light District, oh beautiful Amsterdam, and the architecture... with that lobe for rules, Germany is very clean and safe, you know. It's cold there in the winter, but also hot in the summer... sadly, fall and spring are a bit short, but the landscape came make up." Oh, now he was rambling... the goofball, though he was passionate when it came to his home country.

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 345px][justify][size=7pt]"Indeed, yes. The grass is always green as it rains there a good bit, but not heavy rain - drizzle, rather. The trees are bushy and are spread out in the perfect little sections, and the flowers and grass are always tall but not overpowering. The water there is even better, as it's pristine and always glitters when the sun shines, and it's usually clear and has this... this perfect coolness to it," he said quietly, the ruffled fur (that would never stay down) along his spine a bit more spike-y than before. Maybe it was because of how goofy he sounded, or atleast how Marco thought he sounded, trying to describe a place with the limited amount of English words he knew.