you're an ILLUSION, you'll never be KING ; pafp, denmark needed

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    History


    The Plot


    [font=times new roman][color=white][size=8]"De-enmark!"


    Selinda had just gotten home from a successful shopping trip. The short-haired Nordic tossed a medium-sized bag of clothes onto the counter and, wearing a sh!t-eating grin, began to seek out her superior.


    She held two sweaters behind her back, one that was hot pink and about as furry as the average sheepdog and another one in purple. You had better bet that she was going to make the Dane choose between the two, and she was going to make him wear it out to the festival she was making him attend later that evening.


    "Denmark!" she called again, poking her head through the doorway to the livingroom. "I've got something for you!"

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    I run through the hall when I heard Selinda's voice, "What is it Selinda? A new case of beer?" I ask her, surprises were the greatest. I see her holding something behind her back, "Well!?" I ask excitedly. Oh god, I wonder what she's holding...

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    "No beer this time," Sel shook her head, holding out the two bags containing the sweaters. Gunmetal blue eyes glittered with enthusiasm at the prospect of seeing his reaction. She'd initially bought the sweaters because she thought them both to be cute, but the seedling of an idea to make Den wear one had been planted at some point in the car, and had only blossomed the closer she got to being home.


    "You can't see what they are until you tell me which color you prefer: pink or purple?" She arched a softly angled eyebrow

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 2px solid white; background:url(http://media.giphy.com/media/6r2FaUiC4VMFq/giphy.gif); width: 403px; height: 200px; overflow: hide][fancypost bgcolor= white; border: 0px solid white; width: 405px; height: 40px; opacity: 0.80;margin-left: -17px; margin-bottom: -5px][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid white; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; margin-left: -60px; margin-bottom: -9px; letter-spacing: -2px; text-align: center; color: black]Mathias Kohler[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid white; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; margin-left: -60px; margin-bottom: -18px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black]Denmark[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 0px solid white; font-family: candara; font-size: 9px; margin-left: -60px; margin-bottom: 0px; letter-spacing: 0px; text-align: center; color: black]Weapon: Battle Axe — Nation — Danmark — Hello[/fancypost][/fancypost]


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; border: 0px solid white; width: 405px; height: 117px; opacity: 0.80;margin-left: -17px][fancypost bgcolor= white; border: 0px solid white; width: 400px; height: 108px; opacity: 1.00;margin-left: -11px; font-family: candara; text-align: justify; overflow:auto; font-size: 11px; line-height: 100%; color: black]"Damn...." I mumble at the sound of no beer, I've managed to go without it for a few days now. Then Sel asked if I preferred pink or purple, "Uhh..." I mumble nervously. I wasn't about to pick any of those, she could ask Francis or Feliks for all I cared, just not me. "Neither?" I answer hesitantly. I know Sel will make me answer, I hope she's got a lot of determination.
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    A bout of soft chuckles erupted from Selinda's lips. Typical Mathias, not wanting to say anything that may have put a scratch on his masculinity record. She was going to have one heck of a time convincing him to wear it, but she figured she would triumph in the end. Probably. She was an understand and accepting kind of person, so her argumentation skills needed some work.


    "Neither isn't an option," she asserted, squaring her shoulders. "Pretty please choose a color?" She pleaded, putting on her best puppy dog face. She may have lacked the ability to argue, but her persuasion skills were spot on.

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

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    I stick out my tounge and say, "Okay... a colour. That's my choice." I respond with a smirk on my face. I might as well be funny while she tries and fails at making me choose one of those feminine colours. I still couldn't comprehend at why she chose me of all people to pick pink or purple
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    OOC:
    Oh, okay! And no worries.
    I'm 'Murican so I spell things the FREE way.
    *bald eagle screeches patriotically in the distance*
    no but seriously, good idea.


    IC:
    "Mathias Kohler!" Selinda could not keep a straight face. She was grinning like a dummy, both amused and frustrated by just how stubborn Denmark was. She leaned back against the arch doorframe of the kitchen, a challenge gleaming behind her eyes. "If you don't choose," she began, swinging the bags down to dangle by her sides,"then I'm just going to choose for you. Now, last chance: pink or purple?"

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

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    Mathias Kholer

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; borderwidth=; width: 485px; height: 150px; overflow: auto;][justify]once I hear Sel say my name I respond with, "Yes Moth-" Then I'm cut off by her saying that she'll choose if I don't. I slouch a little knowing that today, a little of my masculinity with be lost. S#!t..., I think angrily. "Fine... purple..." I mutter inaudibly. I felt my ears burning a bit because I was blushing so much. "Happy?" I mumble with a frustrated expression plastered to my face.


    ((I'm 'Murican to! *America! F**k Yeah! is blaring* Also, thanks![/fancypost]
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