Posts by Huggiebird

(sorry for the belated replay. ugh, busy life.....)

Abel strugged. "Alright then." He kracked his knuckles. "Let's trow some more and then find Spain, Ja?" Abel had a devious smile on his face.

OOC: Echolocation? Bcause his eyes are closed so much? Recap?

IC: The two counries ran after Felica "Felica! we are on your side!" Madeline yelled. "Italia! vhait up, Da!" Madeline waa squicker then Ivania and she accidenlt ran in her male conterpart, who walked out from behind his tent. Madeline and Ivania had run accross the whole camp. "uh, Privet! Russia ^J^)"

OOC: Who plays Male!Russia?

IC: Madeline turned a corner and stopped when she saw Felica. "Huff....Felica...Hi. Don't run so fast." Benmaru modded and asked. "Who are you?" "I....am....Canada....Benmaru...."

(Thank god..... :P)

After the tomato trowing, the boys ran away scared of the 3 trowing skills. "Um......Luiza?"

"They got Kumajirou! And Canada!" Madeline said while she picked up her own polar bear. "This is Benmaru btw. And Ivania is there captured too, eh."

OCC: Russia is at the Kana side, da. Is China occupied? I can play him if you guys want too, Aru.

IC: Ivania glared at the female itailan who was pacing around. "Italia! Vhere is Russia, Da? I need tho speak vith im!" The angry Russian crossed her arms, dark aura intensefying. If she had Mr, Faucet she could break out, get Canada out and get back to camp. "Vhere is my pipe. Da? I need it and some vodka."
Canada was in a cell next to hers and he was siliently plotting his escape if he could get out and his revenge for them hurting his polar bear. He glared at Lovina as well.

(trow, trew whatever something like that :D)

"Should we explain who 'Spain' is?", Abel asked, pointing his tumb in Tomas' direction who was busy getting tomatoes of himself a bit.

OCC: I can Play Male!Russia until that friend of Shadow appears if you guys want to....
IC: Ivania sat down not amused at all. "Ne, Canada. Do vou think they vill come soon? I need my vodka..."
Canada heard Ivania's question and shook his head. "No, I don't know and I don't have any vodka, sorry."

OOC: Sure aru! thanks. kolkolkol

IC:..........

Russia exsited his tent, stretching. He'd they had gotten some prisoners so he decided to visit them. He started walking and saw Lovina. "Privet Italia. How are tha prisoners, Da?"

Ivania saw her make counterpart come closer to Lovina and their cell. "Russia? Vhat are vou doing here?"

(Argh, sorry H after T, got it :D)

"Does he know about you being 'you know what'? If he knows, we can and if not. it would be a shocker for a- Tomas to hear."

Abel looked back at Tomas. "ehehe. Oops. Let's just find Antonio. okey?"

OOC: Recap?

IC: Ivania saw Lovina walk away like she didn't hear her. Russia looked at his female counterpart before walking after her. "Bye bye, me~ ^J^)"

Ivania shouted in anger, "You gryaznyy predatel!" Ivania was Russia's female counterpart but that didn't mean that she could get earier mad, she had her female quirks too.

(T: Filthy traitor)

Abel stood there for a few seconds, totaly surprised before wiping some off his face. "ANTONIO! Wil je dat ik je kielhaal net als in 1629?" Abel said in his native language as a fake thread. He was smirking the entire time, with an evil glint in his eyes. Abel grabbed a nearby tomato and flung that in Spain's face. "Take that, you Spainard."

(T: Do you want me to keelhaul you like in 1629? Oh and Keelhauling is acually a Dutch word :D)

OOC: Ok thanks Ivania is mad at her counterpart :3

Ivania was getting hungry and it got a bit chilly. "Oh, Maybe General Winter can help break us out, Da. That would be great, kolkolkol." She smiled evilishly at the thoughts of teh general hurting the ones she had been captured by. "Vou will all pay, Da! ALL OF YOU!" She yelled out while sitting against one of the walls of her cell.

OOC: what weather is it btw in the RP?

"Ýou pay for that, Signore Espania." Abel said, at the same lighthearted mocking tone while grabbing another tomato and dunking it on Spain's head, covering Antonio's head in tomato juice, before Spain could get up.
"Let's see if you like a little tomato juice when you boost about them so many times when I come visit." Abel said smirking.

Ivania glared at the female Italian before her. "Italien, you will pay for locking me up. The general will come soon and freeze you solid." The russian threated with her most deadly glare. "He will get Canada and me out and kick your ass frozen."

Netherlands heard Tomas' question and he looked at Tomas for a moment but that wasn't sush a good idea. Spain hit him in the side of the head when he did so. "Arg. Spain! Don't do that!"

"And how do you know, Da? It's getting colder every day! I sense him coming closer, he will be here within the next day!"