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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 15:51:13 GMT -5
Gilbert: Fu--
Feli: I swear to Dio, if you say what I think you're going to say one more time I am going to hit you. *eyetwitch*
Gilbert: What? Whoa, who pissed in your pasta?
Feli: *groans and buries face in hands* Gilbert, just get your head out of the gutter, per favore. You've been making those kinds of jokes for days.
Gilbert: ............ *pulls Feli's curl and runs off cackling*
Feli: Gilbert!!! *flushes and throws tomato at him* A-Anyway... Monti!
Gilbert: Python!
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Post by Walker Jones on Mar 9, 2012 15:52:00 GMT -5
Lorenzo: Knife. *throws, pinning Gilbert's pant leg to floor*
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 16:26:26 GMT -5
Feli: Ve, weapon!
Gilbert: Low blow. *frowns, trying to free pantleg*
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Post by Walker Jones on Mar 9, 2012 16:27:43 GMT -5
Lorenzo: Revenge~ *cheery smile*
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 16:32:27 GMT -5
Feli: Unnecessary. *goes to help Gilbert* Papa, you shouldn't pick on Gilbert like that....
Prussia: Overprotectiveness. *sticks tongue out at Lorenzo*
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Post by Walker Jones on Mar 9, 2012 16:36:16 GMT -5
Lorenzo: Obnoxious. *crosses arms*
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Post by ludwig on Mar 9, 2012 16:40:01 GMT -5
Ludwig: Self-reflection... *turns to look at Gilbert* Would you please finally stop picking on Feliciano, Bruder?
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 16:47:52 GMT -5
Gilbert: C'mon, look at this face~ *pinches Feli's cheeks, smirking* You just gotta tease this face!!
Feli: Sta pullin' mah cheekses!! *whines and tries to swat Gilbert's hands away*
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Post by ludwig on Mar 9, 2012 16:57:54 GMT -5
Ludwig: There's nothing wrong wi-
Joseph: Leave your filthy mitts off Feliciano! If you really think that, there's either something wrong with your eyes or your bird-brain.
Ludwig: Joseph... *warning glance* Joseph: ... just saying. *shrugs and continues game demostratively* No regrets.
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 17:11:16 GMT -5
Gilbert: Fiiiiiiiiiine... *groans and lets go* Pulling pranks.
Feli: *whimpers and rubbing aching cheeks* Jerk...
Gilbert: It's not like I pinched them that hard. *rolls eyes, using Feli's head as an armrest* You need t'man up.
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Post by ludwig on Mar 9, 2012 17:39:16 GMT -5
Ludwig: "April fool".
Joseph: Looking forward to it already... *starts smirking*
Ludwig: Oh je... *sigh*
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 17:42:59 GMT -5
Gilbert: "Fun times~" *smirks down at Feli*
Feli: ..... *buries face in hands* Ve, Gilbert, sometimes you really make me want to hate you.
Gilbert: Kesesesesesese~~ *snickers and ruffles hair*
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Post by ludwig on Mar 9, 2012 17:53:01 GMT -5
Joseph: *smirks at Feliciano* You start hating him only now...?
Ludwig: *takes a long time to think before continuing* "Sommermärchen".
--- Sommermärchen (summer fairy tale) - that term was used to describe the atmosphere during the soccer world cup in Germany in 2006
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Post by Feliciano Vargas on Mar 9, 2012 18:00:30 GMT -5
Feli: *stares at Joseph from between his fingers* Ve, I still don't, I just want to sometimes... Oh! Ve! "Victory!" *cheers up immediately*
Gilbert: "Awesome". *rolls eyes again, pulling Feli into a tight headlock* You got lucky, that's all, Arsch. Don't get so smug.
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Post by Puella Celeuos on Mar 9, 2012 18:02:08 GMT -5
Illinois: Guns. I demand more guns.
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