Posts by Mattie Williams

I'd do a 2p rp with you, more specifically 2p Canada.

Not really, do you?

I like it! I'm assuming they're still countries, but should they 'attend' high school? Or, maybe after she's saved to keep an eye on her?

Okay, so do you want to make the thread? Or should I?

Hmm... I'm not exactly sure how to start so can you?

Ok, here it is: https://feralfront.com/index.php?topic=2384816.new#new

"Finally." James muttered, not looking up. Al waved it off, trying to secretly get the remote so he could change the channel. The hockey stick and baseball bat were sitting next to them, not hidden in the slightest.

(Okay, do you want to RP Francois?)

Name ~ Mathew Williams
Country ~ Mathew Williams
Age he looks ~ 17/18
Flag colors ~ Red and White
How do they meet? ~ At the meeting, after England cast the spell. He was trying to send America into another world for whatever reason, only for a few days though. Canada didn't think she'd see him or anything, no one usually does. (I don't know how the RP will start after that)

(Ok, thank you!)

Canada followed America as everyone started heading down. Soon enough, as everyone got into the room, he was pushed into the back. Like always... He looked away as she spotted him, not expecting it to be a girl.

He sighed as England shooed everyone out of the room. "Aaand, he forgot me... Again..." He muttered, looking at the door. Canada was pretty sure the girl, Kira, had forgotten he existed, like everyone else. Well, at least she didn't act like America...

"A-ah, I'm C-Canada..." The blonde responded, using his normal tone. He turned towards her, a light smile showing on his expression. "U-um... You can s-see me?" That was new. No one had ever really spotted him before.

"N-nice to meet you, too, Kira." Canada said happily. He fully smiled at the though of having a true friend, "S-sure! I d-don't have many, anyways..."

"Sure, but I don't kn-" Canada sighed as America 'walked' in. He smiled softly when Kira called him her friend, looking at his brother as he talked. "Y-yeah, bye..." He let out a softer sigh, "Of c-course he didn't see me..."

"O-oh, yeah. I'm fine, I got u-used to it a long time ago." Canada glanced at her, noting her expression as she glared at the door. "I was s-saying I didn't know how Kumajino would react to someone else in the house." He muttered something else, probably about the name and if it was right or not.

He visibly perked up at the word 'pancake'. "I love them!" It only came out a bit louder than his normal tone, near a normal talking pitch at best.

Canada seemed to hesitate for a second. Not all people like bears, let alone have one for a pet... "Y-yeah, Kumajira's a polar bear." He sighed a little, "And, somehow, he forgets who I am..."

"He shouldn't, but he does. He's fun to talk to, though, and he listens." Canada hummed. "But, yeah, you can meet him. Kumajiko's not here, though. He's at the hotel a few blocks down."

Canada smiled slightly as they walked outside. "Bless you..." He said quietly, starting to walk towards the direction of the hotel. "Kumajiro should be watching TV. We were having a meeting, but thank god you interrupted it. We were getting nowhere..."

"He's smart for being how he is." Canada mused. "Ah, are y-you okay?" He asked, holding out a hand for Kira in case she needed help. "But, yeah. They only ever argue or ask who I am. Sometimes they ask why Sealand's there or stop to kick Prussia out."

"Germany tries to get it to stop, so he usually runs the meetings." Canada hummed lightly, "Yes, I do. France did raise me before England got control." He sighed softly as Kumajiro got off the elevator.

"I'm Kumajiro!" The bear said before looking back at Canada. "Who are you?" He asked, pointing at the blonde. "I-I'm Canada, your owner..." Canada replied with another sigh. "Anyway, I told you to stay in the room!"

Kumajiro nodded at the girl, grabbing at the corner of her shirt and started walking towards the elevator again. Canada smiled, rolling his eyes as Kuma didn't even acknowledge his scolding, and followed the bear. Like usual... At least he's cute...

Kumajiro tilted his head to look at all the buttons, pressing the number fifteen. "Fifteen," Canada replied happily. "Sirop d'érable, mais pas le genre américain pas cher." (Maple syrup, but not the cheap American kind.(Canada might know French, but I don't, so I'm gonna use google translate))