Posts by Nicolette Dupont

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  • now your mess is mine / private

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: transparent; width: 500px; auto; color: --;] Toma plucked at the end of her braid, soft laughter erupting from her lips. She was starting to think that the only reason he'd gotten her out of the hospital in the first place was to make out! Not that she minded. That place was depressing... And she had been enjoying herself before sheer pride urged her to cut the session short.


    She swept her braid back behind her shoulder and nodded, resting her arm on the open window. "If... you want to. Definitely." she replied, fondly rolling her eyes when she saw the expression on his face. She had long ago stopped bothering to make herself stop blushing. When she was with Feliks, it was kind of an all day every day thing.[/fancypost]

  • shadows turn into ghosts / private

    [fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: transparent; width: 500px; auto; color: --;] "A day..." Leonie repeated. She would have to wait an entire day before she would know if there was any hope for Mathias. So be it. She had waited longer on matters of almost equal seriousness. She was a patient person. It was the possible outcome that caused anxiety- not waiting for it.


    She glanced up and nodded, her expression unreadable. "Thank you, Belward... I'm not leaving his side until Romania gets here." she announced. "Because he's... going to be okay. He has to be. And when he wakes up, I'm going to be at his side."[/fancypost]

  • i'll be good & love the world / faroe islands


    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    [align=left]BASICS.
    (names) selinda kamban / faroe islands
    (reason for name) according to legend, a viking known as grímur kamban was the first faroe island settler.
    (nicknames) faroe / sel
    (age) 16
    (gender) female
    (sexuality) gray asexual / panromantic / panplatonic
    (birthday) june 5th [constitution day]
    (occupation) nation / fishing


    HISTORY.
    (childhood) selinda spent a large portion of her childhood under the control of norway, though spent her very early years learning a thing or two from scotland. her time under norwegian rule was often spent in solitude since the older nation was always off conquering distant lands. it was not until 1397, when the kalmar union was formed, that she spent any time with him at all. the time that she spent with him at that point was awkward and unsatisfying; she much preferred to hang out with denmark, whose cheery demeanor and positivity she admired. denmark gained control over her as a result of the treaty of kiel in 1814, and he still retains much power over her in modern day.
    (education) like most nations, selinda has been in and out of school throughout her lifetime, but most of her knowledge comes from lifetime experience. while she does not tend to display much of her wisdom, she is no dummy.


    PERSONALITY.
    (psychology & perception) relies on others to make decisions.
    (self discipline) may judge things too quickly.
    (lifestyle) free spirit. she enjoys folk dancing and trying new things.
    (social attitude) extroverted. forms strong bonds. not a leader nor a follower.
    (emotional capacity) gentle & warm.
    (honesty & honour) devoted & protective.
    (personality type) enfp
    (theme song) i'll be good - jaymes young
    [the song] [the lyrics]


    RELATIONSHIPS.
    (parental figures) early in life, norway took care of her until she was big enough to know what she was doing. she spent much of her time alone until 1397, when she began looking to denmark as a guardian figure.
    (siblings) denmark & norway
    (friends) sweden, finland, iceland, russia, greenland, scotland, & england
    (enemies) n/a


    PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION.
    (build) 5'5". 120 lbs. curvaceous thighs. hourglass shape.
    (hair) short, scruffy pixie cut of sandy blonde hair. her bangs are angled across her face to where it is common for them to cover one of her eyes. [reference used]
    (eyes) almond shaped. gunmetal blue with light, softly angled eyebrows.
    (skin) Tumbleweed tan (#E1C3A7) (x); Light freckles spill across her nose and cheekbones. There is a long, faded white scar running down the upper part of one arm. She gained this as a child, when she tried to stow away on one of Norway's vessels. One of his men discovered her and slashed her arm with a blade before Norway saw what was going on and rescued her, though making her stay behind.


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

  • Plot With Faroe ! || Open

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    Hello! I was wondering if anybody would like to roleplay with me? I am a semi to advanced to roleplayer depending on my muse levels and have just gotten out of school for the summer. Needless to say, I have plenty of free time on my hands! Here are a few ships I am interested in at the moment! Just state your interest below and I will make us a thread. We can decide what do do from there. :w


    (the number of stars signifies my muse for that particular ship. more stars = more muse)
    PruLiet***
    DenNor****
    LietPol**
    RusLiet**
    NorIce***
    HongIce***
    AmeCan**
    SpaMano*


    Also, I have an OC for the Faroe Islands that I really want to roleplay with. I spent quite a while researching and putting together her information, and am rather proud of her! You can read her form in the link in my siggie. If you're interested in any threads with her, just tell me because I WILL MARRY YOU, GOD BLESS.
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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

  • now your mess is mine / private

    Toma pressed up against Feliks, kissing him back with an adventurous curiosity. Now, she was not shy nor even hesitant as she found herself in any other situation. Her hands wandered up his shirt, and she traced soft patterns along the skin on his stomach.

  • Plot With Faroe ! || Open

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    Awesome!
    I can play both Spain and Romano in this instance, so I will play whichever you don't want to. Would you like me to make us a thread? We can discuss more about the plot and whatnot there. c:

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

  • shadows turn into ghosts / private

    Leonie knew that Peter was hurting just as she was, but her mind was clouded by her own pain; her own loss. "He wasn't supposed to die like this. There's no way."


    She knew, deep down, what was happening and that Romania was their only hope. What little stability she had left was because of the slim chance that he could make Denmark better.


    Now, it was to her dismay when tears began pooling in her eyes. She stared downward so that nobody else saw her like that.


    "He had an entire life ahead of him. It can't just go to waste like that! We were... We were warriors- vikings! We lived through so much! It- it can't have just..." she trailed off and the leaned forward, burying her face in her hands.

  • they had lights inside their eyes / private, spamano

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

  • they had lights inside their eyes / private, spamano

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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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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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

  • they had lights inside their eyes / private, spamano

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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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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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

  • they had lights inside their eyes / private, spamano

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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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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    [shadow=darkblue,left]or so i've been told[/shadow]

  • 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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    [color=black][size=18][shadow=darkblue,left][font=andale mono]or so i've been told    [/shadow]

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

  • now your mess is mine / private

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    Toma could feel her entire body tensing as his fingers began fiddling with the strap of her bra. She sensed that the only reason it was not yet off was because he was awaiting her permission- something she appreciated greatly. She pulled back, gazing into his eyes with the slightest of nods to indicate that he could further things if he wished. She then busied herself with tracing kisses along his jawline.

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

  • shadows turn into ghosts / private

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    Leonie wrapped her arms around the child, her now blank stare focusing on the wall. She knew this; she knew every bit of the story all too well, because she had lived it all. "I know." Her voice was gravelly, almost emotionless. "But there is the slim chance that we can still revive him." She had accepted his death, but there was no way that she was going to accept that he was gone forever.


    Now that the fog in her mind was beginning to lift, she could not help but to wonder if he would want to be revived. She was thinking selfishly. Denmark had been through so much over the past few years. Living in poverty had taken its toll on him, as it had them all... But he was just starting to get money again. Things were on the verge of improvement. She stared at his motionless face for a long time before rising to her feet and turning to face the rest of the family.


    "Until then, we should all stay occupied." They had all dealt with death in the past. Well, herself, Sweden and Finland at least. They knew death like the back of their hands despite having avoided his clutches for longer than the average mortal. They had dealt with him before and they were going to deal with him now. "Let's put on a movie in the living room or something. Finland, I can help you with dinner if you'd like." It was rare for Leonie to offer to help with any housework that didn't involve her own bedroom. She spent most of her time locked up in there, busied with reading or paperwork.

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

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

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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]

  • now your mess is mine / private

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    OOC:
    Yep!~


    IC:
    Toma laid in bed beside Feliks. In spite of the fact that the sun was soon to rise in the sky, she was wide awake. Her mind was reeling as the realization of what she had done spun through her thoughts. She loved him- believe me when I say that. It had been so incredibly long since she had felt anything- besides fear- so strong. She tugged the blanket self-consciously up a bit further so that they were completely covering her breasts. She would have to get up and ready for first period soon. The realization almost made her groan. She was so comfortable, laying there beside Feliks and just letting herself get lost in thoughts that, for a change, were not worrisome.

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

  • shadows turn into ghosts / private

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    Leonie stood a few steps behind Romania. She still held a spoon in one hand, as she had been doing dishes when he'd arrived and had spent every moment since then at his side. She had her arms crossed over her chest and, in spite of the miracle going on before her, appeared unimpressed and even a little angry. That was just her natural expression though.


    "What did you do, Romanian?" she inquired, moving to stand beside the eccentric vampire nation as Denmark's chest began to glow yellow. She'd seen him work enough times in the past to be familiar with his abilities, but that did not stop her from wondering what exactly everything was doing.


    Then the Dane was sitting up. The relief that washed over Leonie in that moment was unmatched by even her love for him. Her knees suddenly felt weak. Next thing she knew, she had crumpled to the ground beside the bed, her face barely peeking over the edge so that she could gaze at him.


    He was in pain, she could see as much... But he was alive. He was alive.




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

  • now your mess is mine / private

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    [shadow=darkblue,left]grace is just weakness[/shadow]
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    A hesitant smile danced across Toma's lips. She was grateful that she hadn't been the one to have to wake him from such a peaceful slumber. "Good morning, Feliks." she murmured a reply. The Lithuanian girl was feeling rather sore herself, though she would never stoop to admitting as much. She pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before pulling away, hoping that her blush was hidden by the shadows of the room. Dark, soft blue patterns of morning light filtered through the blinds.

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