Ah. An interesting question, that.
Well, I can hardly agree with the obsessive and insipid manner with which the paparazzi handle themselves; certainly, there are more interesting things in the world than my personal life.
And for the record, I have been a neutral nation since October 26, 1955. I am not allowed any sort of alliance with any nation whatsoever, officially.
wow, the “casserole” actually looks like something I tried to cook :|
[[OOC: Plot Twist: It really is the dog food I made for my dog. XD]]
HEY DUDE You know your history! AWESOME! You know, I never did ask for any of that stuff back? I was so stoked to be able to help England despite being “neutral”. Haha neutral. That’s funny.
Neutral? Tch. Neutral my arse. Though I am still quite grateful for such.
DUDE. YES. Look at this…this…’casserole’ he sent me home with!
I mean…IT LOOKS LIKE DOG FOOD. I mean. I’VE eaten at places in England and the food is great! I love the guy and all, but Betty Crocker he certainly ain’t! AND THEN THERE’S THIS TOO:
He claims it’s pudding, but I’m about to take it to Los Alamos and see if they can run some tests on it first to make sure it’s not, you know, nuclear fallout or something.
Watch your tongue. Mind you I have seen the unicorns from the day of my birth and I shall till the day I die.
Unlike an average person, I am made up of the will and desire’s of my people—some happen to be of the female gender, some who happen to still retain—err, purity.
And mind you I used to be the greatest man who ever dared to sail the seven seas—a bloody privateer for Queen Elizabeth! What makes you think I am still a vir—
My sexual life is none of your concern anywho.
Hey guys. So I’m actually going to start doing stuff with this blog :D
Matthew, please do not post anything on the internet you will regret me seeing. I like to believe you are smarter than Alfred.
DUDE. You know I am ALL FOR letting you come visit, but YOU GOTTA STOP DOING IT WITHOUT ME KNOWING. No one likes an uninvited house guest! I’m the land of opportunity and freedom and I really don’t mind but MAN. ASK ME FIRST.
[[OOC AHAHAHAHAHA OMG Alan I love you.]]
[[Also, I figured some proper introductions are in order!
First off, this is me. My name is Charli, mundanely, and I’m the voice and the face behind the America in this blog. I’m a cosplayer out of the Dallas/Fort Worth area, known as Mama Austria, and I’m an avid history fan. I’ve been cosplaying for going on nine years, and my personal blog is over at http://papa-austria.tumblr.com for anyone who is interested! For those of you curious, yes, I am the DFW cosplayer who is the America at the A-Kon and Animefest panels that have happened within the past year. Before that, I was their Austria! I hope you enjoy this blog!
I’m the cosplayer behind England here, you can refer to me as Jules or England, I’ll take either. I really don’t know really what to say about myself besides I am proud of myself for teaching myself how to tie a tie for this cosplay. I am not the England from A-kon, before anyone wants to ask again. I actually live no where near A-kon nor have I ever been. I am wound in this long-distance friendship all the way from the redneck state of Kentucky. So I am usually in more cons over in that area. Just a fun fact to add in. If you’d like to get in touch, or just hit up a random conversation you can just message me on my personal: shadowreamyx.tumblr.com ]]
[[America here, with a general Public Service Announcement. At the moment, we are trying to find a good way to resize our gifs so that they actually function and not just sit there all boring-like. So please bear with us while we work through this particular hiccup, as I have spent much of this morning on the WARPATH in a HORRIBLE MOOD fighting technology.
Also, England would like to say that his replies may be sporadic until he gets a proper webcam, which should be by Friday!
Aw man, I will never forget it! It was in London, right? 1944, right before we were shipping off for Normandy. You know, a lot of my guys were trying to enjoy before they went off to war, and…well, I. Er. Haha!
There was this little club where all the dudes got together to dance with all the pretty girls, so I asked England out for dinner and dancing! Nothing beats me on the dance floor with the Jitterbug! You remember, right, dude? The only time I will ever admit to being nervous, because seriously. I expected you to slam the door in my face.
Of course I remember, how could one possibly forget? Your knees were shaking, your hands were sweating… Yet I had never felt as happy I did during any event prior—especially during such a dark time as that.