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    Here's the thread! Sorry about how long it took me to make. I was out getting coffee with my grandma.


    ANYWAY! Did you have any plots in mind, or would you just like to kind of begin a roleplay and see where it goes? We could always start at a world meeting, and take it from there.

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    "I've been frozen for Thirty friggin' years, okay? Throw me a bone here."
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    There's actually One kind of AU I've been wanting to play with one of my OTPs for a while.
    Florist and Tattoo artist AU. If you're up for it.



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    hOLY SNOT I SAW THAT ON TUMBLR YES YES YES.


    Would Romano be the florist? Or Spain? They would both be perfect either way tbh.

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    "I've been frozen for Thirty friggin' years, okay? Throw me a bone here."
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    YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS
    Florist Spain
    Florist Spain
    Florist Spain.


    I can actually see it now; Vargas Family Tattoos
    Romano makes the tough looking tattoos while Italy makes the artsy ones
    SO MUCH MUSE RIGHT NOW.



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    YES THAT IS SO PERFECT. THIS IS GONNA BE AWESOME ASDFGHJKL. DO YOU WANT ME TO START? OR WOULD YOU PREFER TO? I'M COOL EITHER WAY.

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    "I've been frozen for Thirty friggin' years, okay? Throw me a bone here."
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    I SHALL START THE WONDERFUL AU SHIP RP THING.


    IC--
    Lovino had just pulled up to the Tattoo Shop and looked over to his brother on his Vespa and sighed loudly. "Why the h#ll couldn't you just open up shop early WITHOUT me?" He growled at his brother, only to be responded with "You're the only one who can use the keys right! I always mix up the keys and can't open the door!" Romano gave a scowl as he looked at the keys in his hand, it was only FIVE F#CKING KEYS. FIVE. Not that difficult! Especially when they key that opened the door had the Italian Flag as it's design. Seriously, his brother was so stupid sometimes it made him wonder how he hasn't been in the hospital every other week.


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    Antonio dug the heels of his sandals into the gritty pavement, leaning back so that he could get a better view of his shop. Today was the grand opening of his 'Jardines Pastel' or 'Pastel Gardens.' An entire month of hounding over orders, incessant stops at Home Depot, and late nights spent hunched over plant care books had paid off. This was the day his new life really kicked off!


    He peered over his shoulder as two voices came into earshot behind him. Pulling up in front of the tattoo studio next door were a couple of guys, both of which he recognized as the owners of the place. He had glanced into the window from time to time, whether he be on his way to his apartment or just strolling around town, and sometimes he would be lucky enough to catch the a glimpse of them immersing themselves in their work. He'd not yet had the chance to introduce himself to his new business neighbors, but now was as good a time as any!


    "Hola!" he called, slicking a hand back through his tousled hair as he ambled over to the two. "I'm Antonio! I moved here from Spain a month or so ago. Er- I own the floristry." He signaled with both hands towards his shop.


    //wOOT MUSE.

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    "I've been frozen for Thirty friggin' years, okay? Throw me a bone here."
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    "Ciao, Antonio! I'm Feliciano, and this is my brother Lovino!" Feliciano said, waving at Antonio. "Fratello! Say hello!" Lovino looked over at Antonio from the now open door, before just walking inside. Feliciano called after him, whining "Fratello! Don't be mean!"


    Lovino simply walked in and started turning on lights, and opening cabinets with different inks and a drawer filled with different designs. He looked at Antonio through a window with a 'if you're not going to buy anything anytime soon go away' glare.


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    Antonio chuckled at the indifferent treatment he was receiving from Lovino. He had always been immune to negativity. There were times, such as when he'd had one too many to drink, that he would let stuff get to him. This was not one of those times. "Not much of a morning person, no?" he called into the studio.


    He shoved his hands down into the pockets of his jeans, smiling as he returned his attention to Feliciano. "Anyway, it's wonderful meeting both of you! Maybe we could all go out for lunch some time soon? Since we'll obviously be seeing a lot of each other, I mean."

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    "I've been frozen for Thirty friggin' years, okay? Throw me a bone here."
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    Feliciano smiled happily, It would be nice to be more acquainted with their new business neighbor! He was pretty sure Lovino wouldn't completely shut down the idea either.....right? Either way, Feliciano started talking again. "That sounds wonderful!"


    Lovino put a hand to his face when he heard Antonio's comment. "I'm not a morning, afternoon, OR night person, thank you very much.....B#stard."He thought. Lovino then decided not to bother himself with thinking about the overly-joyful florist and started to set up the equipment. Then he heard the two outside talking about going out for lunch. He almost dropped the piece of Tattoo making equipment on the floor in shock. He didn't drop the equipment, but he did hit his hand on the corner of the front counter. Lovino yelled out a "C#ZZO!" as he shook his hand around, something that probably didn't really work but something everyone did when they hurt themselves.


    "Oh! Sorry Antonio, I need to go help Fratello! See you!"Feliciano said before running inside the studio. "WHERE ARE THE F#CKING BANDAIDS!?!"Lovino yelled at Feliciano. "I Don't know!"Feliciano responded, looking around for the bandaids. "WHY DON'T YOU JUST KEEP THEM IN THE SAME D#MN PLACE ALL THE TIME!?"Lovino whined out, holding his right hand with his left.



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