[OOC Chat. Feel free to talk to each other freely here.]
Doo dee do
Laa le le loh lay
Anya
is
obviously enjoying the random music~
Alfred
thinks
he's the next Eminem. =u=b
disagrees
Alfred
thinks
Arthur is just jelly.
adds, "and rather accomplished cooking."
Anya. Have you ever tasted that stuff?
It's like. Dirt coverd in hair and dipped in gasoline.
would prefer to preserve her taste buds.
...Excuse me. B|
My food is just fine, thank you. He's just being picky.
I ain't picky, your food is icky. It makes people sicky.
thought Alfred was saying something about Eminem a while earlier~
Your rhymes are elementary. ||B( And sick isn't even a word.
(Wait wait wait. As part of this RP, don't present political situations also hold valid?)
(Like if Country A were to declare unhappy situations against Country B, that would have to be reflected here, but not too violently. Right?
Mhmm
Also, you don't need to use parenthesis in this plurk, since it's an OOC one. ;u; This one's just so we can all chat and get to know each
...Sicky is so a word, I just made it up.
other.
OK. 
That smiley looks really weird, BTW~
xD <--- I'll stick with that.
And, oh, Al's also responsible for another fine butchery of the English language: unfriend.
B|
WHAT. I speak American, m'kay? Not this...this "English".
/shot
...American. New language, I see.
=u=b Wooord.
Stop bastardizing my language. >:c
WHAT CH'ALL TALKIN' BOUT HOMIE.
...I will end you
I love you too, broseph. =u=b
No. ||B(
Fo shizzle.
giggles.
/displeasure everywhere
No, that just sounded really funny. Does it even mean something?
Fo shizzle?
giggles again.
HEY ANYA. You could totally be my backup dancer, or like, banjo player when I take up a country music career.
Say no, the group will fail miserably
How do you even know?
I bet it'll be awesome.
So awesome. That even Prussia will be like:
Holy shit.
That's awesome.
And I'll be like. Yes it is.
...Right.
doubts it. I don't really know how to play the banjo. I'm not so bad with the piano, though~
Oooooh. So how about a career in jazz then?
Or. Country jazz.
...country anything isn't to my taste. Sorry. :/
...Oh. OH. How about, the Broadway Musical Stylings of Alfred and Anya.
Everybody who's been through the Cold War would like to see that one. ^u^
Hell, I'd like to see that one. XD
P-pfff. Um. Good morning? XD
Good evening~
How're you? 8D
Very good, and you?
Good! Tired, but good. XD
Ffff. I'm heading to bed, for you peeps I'm playing with right now. <3 G'night.
<3 Night! Sleep well~
I wasn't playing with you but GOOD NIGHT.
8D
When it's goodnight for you it's goodmorning for me. D: I just woke up, like five minutes ago.
Fff xD If you don't mind me asking, Anya, where do you live?
Alfred
has
to go to bed. Cause. His braces were tightened. And they're giving him a headache. Fu braces. ; _ ;
Ffuu oh ouch D: I hope you feel better, hon. <3 Goodnight!
THANK YOU ;U; I'LL REPLY TOMORROW. Try not to miss me too much, Iggy.
You may cry.
There is no shame.
=3= NOT CRYING.
You crazy. B| /shoos off to bed <3
Alfred
was
shooed. But knows Arthur is crying. On the inside. c':
N-No of course not you are being ridiculous ||B(
LOLs at above plurkcomments.
lives in Russia (duh). [The Plurker resides far down south - in India.] :3
Ooh, India? That's super cool! ;o;
It's super damp, actually; been raining for some five hours now... ._.
Fff rain *A* /grabby hands
And it
hasn't stopped yet. .______.
Alfred
is
making a lot of typos tonight, pffftwts. ;A;
fff don't worry <3
It must be the scent of Earl Grey Tea, makin' my brain all fuzzy. :F
>u>
Excuse me, Earl Grey tea has a delicious scent. ||B(
No it don't. D: Smells just as bad as it tastes.
Like ew. If ew had a taste.
And it does.
Earl Grey Tea.
*Doesn't. And no, 'ew' is used to describe something disgusting. i.e., hamburgers. B|
WHAAAT.
You must be a terrorist, cause that be terrorist speak right thur. >:I
Your burgers are terrorists.
Your terrorists are burgers.
....
So take that.
...Your logic never fails to astound me.
I know. It's okay to be jelly. We can't all have incredible, moviestar-ish good looks along with sharp-as-a-knife wit and cunning.
...Right. Keep telling yourself that.
I will. And do. Every night. It's written on my pillow, so it practially seeps into my brain while I'm asleep.
...Because you're too daft to remember it without being reminded? :I
NO THAT'S NOT IT AT ALL. >8I ...You're daft. Dafty pants.
My pants can't be daft. B|
That's weird, cause they are. Dafty pants. :v
You're such a child, still. =A=
Am not. MegaBrow McDafty-pants. 8D Hah. SeewhatIdidthur?
... /so unamused at you right now B|
Ilu too. c: -Innocent face.-
No don't give me that face B|
stares up at the Brit with large, glassy eyes, blue as the summer skies and twice as warm. Smiles. So, so sweetly smiles. "Artieeee~"
Arthur
hates
him. So very much. Not that he's weak to that look or anything. Nope. Not at all. It's not -cute-. Definitely not. B|......
blinks, smiling in slow motion like in all those romantic movies and shit. Oh, and sparkles practially rain from the ceiling. ;u;
ignores it all because oh there is suddenly Doctor Who playing on the telly. BI
curses Doctor Who. Curses it. :I
Arthur
is
lovin' it. C:
Alfred
is
going to sue Arthur for stealing the Mac Dons slogan. . ____ .
cause it's his duty as a full-blooded American.
Arthur
will
get rid of all the McDonalds in the UK if he does. B|
would like to see him try. Buah-ha. Buah-ha. BUAH-HAHAHAAAAHAHAHA.
HA.
just doesn't want his citizens being all obese and fat. Like Alfred's.
Alfred
is
NOT FAT THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
Alfred
is
of a healthy weight for his height as stated by the BMI calculator he found on google, so suck it. BI
would like to see Alfred prove that he isn't fat.
/sneaky
Alfred
will
GLADLY PROVE HE AIN'T FAT.
RIPS OFF HIS SHIRT AND PANTS ALL HEROICALLY.
...and then feels overexposed standing in his superman boxers.
. _ .
Arthur
will
try not to laugh at his choice of underwear, and instead will admire the view.
Just kidding.
looks away. =///=
> _______ > ....You wanna feel my abs?
...No, who the hell would want to? <///<
.....Oh. .....Well then. < _______ < -Casually puts tattered clothing back on.-
didn't want to see it anyway...! /huff
...ohgod, is totally fat.
THAT'S WHY, ISN'T IT.
NO, I NEVER SAID THAT. Don't assume things like that! =3=
NOPE. IT TOTALLY IS. GOES ON A DIET OF WATER AND TOAST, DRY, WHOLE GRAIN, NASTY TOAST.
NEVER SAID THAT. You're not fat. =3=
...I'm sorry, what was that? 
Nothing. B|
Oh. For a second it sounded kinda like you said I wasn't fat. :B
But now, alas, your hero must journey to sleep, or his mother will be angry with him for sleeping until noon again. v.v
Ffff <3 Go go! Goodnight! ;u;
NIIIIIGHT~ <3
H-heeee! I got my best friend to reserve Canada. *best!*
HEEE, JUST NOTICED THIS. 8D
b-but, uh, I'm doing Olympics stuff at work, and each country gets a house and ahhhh, so much Hetalia, what is this. XD