Posts by ||Iron Man||

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{Ariana walked back quickly, to get out of the rain, but her mind was buzzing with thoughts about the person she'd just met.He seemed different from all the other people I've met..She noted thoughtfully, pushing her hands into her pockets.Her bag swaying as she walked.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{OOC||
You can be any country, male or female. I'll be playing two of my own OC's.}

_{Plot <|These two ancient personifications have woken from a long slumber, in which they never noticed the world changing around them to become what it is today. To add too their confusion, they're the only two to wake, and are stuck in a museum. So while they're standing there, in the same place they woke, looking around confused with pounding headaches, another personification finds them, but this one is a modernized one.Later on, this personification introduces the two ancients too another modern country But, a few of the ancient foes these two ancient countries once had to put up with seems to have come back with them.|>
[sub][color=black]IC||}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{OOC|| Hehe,I did too...}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{OOC<|
Accepted~! Oh! and just a quick question before I forget, who would you like him to end up with?|>}

_{IC<|
Alvena was the first to wake, and groaned as she shifted around on the stone chair she'd been slumbering on for centuries,"Blimey...."She mumbled as she stretched, yawning. The ancient personification of England blinked, as a migraine worked its way into her skull.Ignoring the migraine for now, she looked around the room that held a large oval of stone chairs where all the other ancients slumbered.'So, I'm the first to wake..'She thought. Rolling her eyes as she spotted ancient Italy sleeping upside down in her uniquely carved stone chair.}

_{Ancient England stood, her joints were stiff so as she took a cautious step, her joints cracked."Where am I..?"She grumbled, seeing as all the chairs had been moved from their original resting places. Then, she noticed a small metal podium just a little bit away. But, what she wasn't expecting was some weird transparent wall to stop her."CONSARN!"She yelled, holding her forehead, as she had walked straight into the viewing glass.That's when Aliana woke."Che cosa ..?((What..?))"Aliana yawned, stretching her arms out and rolling off of the stone chair, before turning to face Alvena.}

_{"Oh..Ciao Alvena! E 'bello rivederti! Ma cosa stai facendo?((Hello Alvena! It's nice to see you again! But what are you doing?))"Aliana curiously questioned in a cheerful tone,skipping over to her friend."Did you put a bloody shield ward up?!"The other ancient nation exclaimed, still in pain. Aliana merely shook her head while she investigated the mysterious transparent wall curiously.Once Alvena stopped feeling pain,other than her migraine,she helped Aliana."Where are we..?"The two said at the same time, looking each other dead in the eye.|>}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
<sub>Plot:Christine is an Italian girl but,her father hates her and thinks she's the cause of her mothers death.And because of this,her father abuses her.But,{Y/C} has been bullying Christie since she transferred in middle school and that's how long she's put up with it,but then after a long day and abuse from her dad,that small twig of patience she'd been keeping together snaps.Yet secretly the reason because {Y/C} bullies her is because he likes her.Although,Christie takes the bullying as a sign as hatred toward her,{Y/C} actually worries about her whenever she has a new bruise or cut that looked bad, even though Christie would try to hide them.

Christie:17.</sub>

_{Just warning that i may not always write like this because i am getting low muse a lot lately.But i will still attempt to write atleast one or two paragraphs.
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With a heavy sigh,a teenage girl walked through the streets,towards the beach.The girl had her pale green hood pulled up over her head and her hands where inside her hoodie's pockets.Her hood was up trying to hide the hand shaped bruise on the left side of her face.But on her cheek bone,there was a small cut from the slap that her dad had delivered.This girls name is,Christie.She's a loner in school and is constantly being bullied and abused.The abuse being from her dad.}

_{What does she do about this?Nothing.She does absolutely nothing about it.Why?Because she's afraid.But anyway.Once at the beach,Christie sat on the soft sand and pulled her knees up to her chest and rested her chin on her knees and just let the silvery tears fall from her stormy blue eyes.She didn't make any noise,but she just sat there,staring out at the waves crashing onto the sand,while the tears found their path down her cheeks.Although when the tears ran over the cut it did sting a little,but she wasn't paying attention.}

_{Because of this,she saw the soccer ball too late,and it smacked her in the side of the head,making her fall sideways."Ow! Che diamine?!((Ow! What the Heck?!))"She yelped,sitting back up,she turned her head around,rubbing the left side of her face,or the side that had the slap mark.If you looked closely at her eyes,you could see how much pain she was in.But she was good at masking it.The Italian girl pushed herself up, not caring about the fact her hood had fallen off, revealing the red circle where the ball had hit and the purple hand shaped bruise along with the small cut on her cheek bone.}

_{"Chi è stato?!((Who did that?!))" She exclaimed, still yelling in her native tongue, her auburn hair tumbled loosely from where it had been in to hood, though some of it was still bunched in the hood. Her dark stormy blue eyes scanning for the culprit as she lifted the soccer ball.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{OOC<|
Okay~ and I'm thinking maybe because they're stuck in a museum, maybe Viktor could like walk past their display case that they're in, and notice them{Since the museum was empty through that isle}?}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{OOC<|
Yeah C:|>
IC<|
The irritated Italian returned the glare, and let him have the ball,"There-a. Have your stupido ball." She replied in a cold tone, the Italian accent gracing her speech as her glare burned with irritation.But not only irritation burned in that glare, behind that was a haze of pain,yet it was only noticeable if you looked closely.Her auburn locks finally all fell loosely from the hood, and swayed slightly as she shifted positions,so her arms were crossed over her chest."Well? You-a got your stupido ball. So Vada via.((Go away))"Christie said in a monotone voice,blinking a couple times as she waited.}

_{But, then she realized her hood was down, since she couldn't see the pale green edges of her hoodie."Dannazione!((Dammit!))"She mumbled, quickly pulling her hood back over her head.He didn't see that did he..? If he did that would make today even worse...She thought to herself, a worried expression replacing the irritated one for a split second.|>}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{The two ancient nations jumped in surprise, and their heads swiveled around quickly as they both stared straight at the modern capitol."Deceduto?((Dead))"Aliana questioned, before receiving a swift smack to the back of the head."Speak english, Aliana."Alvena huffed with a small chuckle before looking back over to the stranger."Ah, yes. Well, before we answer that, would you mind me asking where we are..?"Alvena asked politely, her old English accent prominent in her speech.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{"America,huh..?"Alvena said, glancing back at the sleeping ancient nations."Well, I guess you probably want to know who we are..I am Alvena, the ancient country of England."Alvena said, curtsying the best she could in her uniform."And I-a am Aliana, ancient nation of Italy."Aliana piped up,with a thick Italian accent, curtsying as well."And well the others, they are the other ancient nations, except they are still sleeping from the looks of it."Alvena explained,gesturing to the occupied stone chairs behind them.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{OOC<|
Sure|>
IC<|
Aria huffed, her satchel slung over her shoulders, holding school things plus a reading book.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{OOC<| Japan is cool, I get to go there in grade 10,hehe. But that's s'okay~|>
IC<|
Christie didn't respond to the little nickname they'd given her, since she probably would've snapped then and there. But, she merely glared at the backs of their heads with a burning frustration.Then, her phone vibrated. This snapped her from her glaring, and fumble to get her phone out. turns out it was her dad.Fun. the text read;}

_{Christie, you're late.
If you're not home in 10 minutes I'm going to drive down there and get you.}

_{The auburn haired Italian looked at the time that had been sent.Four minutes ago...So I have six minutes to get home and that usually takes eleven minutes... Christie let out a huff of breath she didn't even realize she'd been holding."Well...Dammit.."She mumbled before putting her phone back in her pocket.Then, instinct took over, since if her father came down here to get her for being late, the punishment would be extremely bad, so she sprinted,"Spostarsi!"She said simply and she sprinted between the two males in front of her.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{Hey guys! Yet again, my apologies! I've just finished all my assignments and my school's closing ceremony, and my muse has been slowly returning to me as well, and since I'm now on school holidays hopefully I'll be on longer!
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Accepted!
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Accepted~!
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Also, I have edited the numbers per each rank of the rebels, so each character for the rebels will be accepted automatically.}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
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_{[quote author=Wrenny Michaelis]
[img width=340 height=510]http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs7…eiwajima_02_by_Kyubei.jpg[/img]}

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Accepted!
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[color=black]Accepted~}

❝ I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field

For some reason I can't explain
Once you go there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world❞
[hr]
_{OOC<| I think it was Kaden..?|>
IC<|"I don't think so.." Aria chuckled lightly, shifting the bag on her shoulder slightly as she glanced over at him.}