... now wonders that, too...
encourages Russia to try it out!
do so, very soon! After he fixes up other stuff.
does not need you to remind him, Mr. I-Have-So-Much-Debt-To-Repay...
....as in...Buddhism? He's actually always wanted to try meditation himself, but...could never get calm enough to do so.
meditation is meditation, and does not have to be religion-based. Perhaps you would like to try it with him, England~?
Yes as in Buddhism. Will show England how if he wants... And Russia, if he needs help with it.
would like to give it a try, yes...it might be easier with help from someone who actually knows the mechanics of it.
China
thinks 13 years ago
he will fail as well
teach you all if you all are willing to listen, follow directions, and are able to sit still for more than a few seconds.
if he can agree with Russia while still disagreeing with China...
you should all shut up and let him have his fun.
Meditation is not for fun. It is for relaxation.
doubts that any of them will be able to relax if we keep arguing like this...
won't teach them if they keep being this way.- First of all, you all need to calm down, aru!
pouts and does that... kind of.
trying to remain calm...he's got a bit of a migrane now, though.
tells them to sit in a certain cross-legged like position and just take deep-breaths, staying completely or as close to still as possible.
And to remain COMPLETELY. CALM.
does as he's told, closing his eyes to help himself focus a bit more-in, out, in, out...well, this isn't too difficult...
Now you must clear your mind of everything except one thing and to focus on only that thing- nothing else, aru. This is the easier form of
meditation. Since you're all new to this- and you had trouble just calming down- we'll stick with this, aru...
now totally focused on burgers!
finds that to be rather difficult-his mind wanders from one thing to another, refusing to focus on one specific problem or object. "Er...and
focused on sunflowers~ And thinks England should think about books.
sighs, shaking his head, "Just... Try, aru. Think of something like a problem or something easy to focus on."
focusing a little too much and he's starting to get hungry. )x
China
thinks 13 years ago
that America should go ahead and choose something else to focus on, especially since it wasn't even a great thing to focus on in the first
"A problem...?" He pauses for a minute-oh, perfect...he knows exactly what to focus on now.
still thinking of sunflowers~~ x)
doesn't know what else to think about!
How about your 'Freedom' thing?
tells him he should think about something that maybe has been bothering him, or something that has a large presence in his life.
doesn't help, because what is freedom supposed to look like? =3=... Oh! He has something that's both bothering him and
a large presence in his life. Will that do?~
...wonders what that 'something' is...
blocks out everyone else's conversation, feeling himself relax considerably-he continues the slow breathing, focusing on the main thing
that's been on his mind lately-perhaps he might even be able to find an answer...
shakes his head, "You can't focus on yourself, aru! Maybe... If you focused on one aspect of yourself it would work."
looks over at England, realizing he's doing well, "Now, once you have the thing you're thinking about and focusing on, just delve into it
No, it's not me, dude, what the heck!
nothing else in the world matters, except that thing, aru. Everything else are distractions, keeping you from enlightenment."
But I'll assume it works and I'll use that! What... do you mean by delve into it...
shakes his head, "You'll find out when you get to the point where you can, aru. Right now you don't even know what you're focusing on!"
I know what I'm focusing on! Explain what this delving thing is!
finds it odd that, at this point, the rest of the world is just a haze around him-when he thinks that, though, it becomes a bit...clearer,
so he quickly pushes the thought aside. Interesting..
I mean, think about it long and hard, every aspect of it, analyze it if it's a problem, etc, aru.
.... it's definitely a problem. A huge, freaking problem.
((/did not think what america said was perverted. Nope. Not at all.))
('long and hard'...'huge problem'.../mind rolls into gutter. D8 ...even though I know what America's referring to. /sob)
Once you think you've had enough and/or you've solved the problem, you can open your eyes. Remember that you have to stay completely still.
.. is going to fail that second part.
wondering why he's meditating when he doesn't really have any problems to solve...~
tells russia that he doesn't have to do this part, but it's good practice for the larger 'think of nothing and yet everything' meditation
(...indeed it is. U mad, bro~?)
... trying real hard not to move
opens his eyes, feeling much more refreshed-he's not sure if what he just did was...meditation, exactly, but it certainly was...enjoyable,
feeling accomplished that he actually helped England find some sort of peace, because lord knows the man needs it.
watches America, waiting for him to start twitching or something, because he's never seen him stay still that long. Wonders if he's asleep.
... definitely twitching.. and.. no, he can't take it. Damn it, this is too boring dude! Let's do something more active!
rolls his eyes. "You didn't have to do this you know, aru. Maybe meditation just isn't right for you."
points out that the entire point of meditation is to be non-active...
meditation should be more active, then...
Then it won't be meditation, idiot...
China
thinks 13 years ago
that America should have gone play football if he wanted to be active, not try to meditate. Also sort of knew this was going to happen.
agrees with Russia-it's difficult to be calm and active at the same time..
agrees with both England and Russia, meditation is about finding enlightenment and being still.
that he's got this 'meditation' thing figured out, since he feels somewhat enlightened~ x)
just notices he's in a room full of old people, so he supposes this is to be expected. He shrugs. Since we're done, can we go play soccer
old, but resents being called it.
China
thinks 13 years ago
that Russia should move onto trying to clear his mind completely if he's still up to it.
For the last time-football, Alfred. Football.
doesn't play soccer/football very much and doesn't want to start.
China
thinks 13 years ago
it's too much activity and then feels really old. ;^; Might try it out.
Repeat after me-football. ==
But if China's still willing to teach him more meditating skills, then he'll follow~
No, soccer, dammit. And we should totally go and play some, then!~
would rather continue meditating, but...he's always eager for a chance to show off his football skills. Why not?
tells Russia that he should now focus on nothing at all. No thoughts should distract him. By focusing on nothing, he is also focusing on
everything at once. He should let go of all worldly desires.
((Pfft- just a wanting-guys, I'm just going on what I learned in World History class, so if you actually try this it may not work. XD))
Russia probably can't let go of all his worldly desires... or... hopes. Anyway! Come on, we have to goooo!~
(...oh, bugger...I should be studying for that quiz, too. ;A: Buhhh...)
that America is right...but that doesn't mean he can't try!
((Also- I meant WARNING not wanting. Ffff- typos suck.))
lets them know that he doesn't need to let go of the desires for the rest of his life, just for the moment.
still eyeing Russia sceptically.
(LOL it's kewl~ I personally will be like America and have no patience for this thing. xD)
((I think that I think too much to clear my mind. Plus, I'm distracted REALLY easily. XD I would fail at meditation so hard.))
going to ignore America's gaze. Hmph.
((I...like meditating... ;3
)
if he really can do it...
believes that if he tries, he probably can. At least, the Russian has the best chance out of the group, besides himself of course.
thankful for China's somewhat off-handed comment~ And yes, America, he can do it.
... pouts a little then shrugs, trying to think about soccer...
tells America to stop bothering Russia because there's no way he's going to get to the level of calmness in order to be able to clear his
not bothering him! But fine, he'll go over there and dribble the ball...
now caught between continuing meditation or playing football. They'll both have a similiar effect on him, most likely...bugger.
China
thinks 13 years ago
that he should go play with his former-colony because if he doesn't, America will probably get bored. And weird things happen when America
just going to wait for China to start the next part~ ^-^
... is gritting his teeth and sort of causing damage to both the ball and the wall. Artie! Play with me!
finds himself smiling at the slightly childish plea, deciding to go and play with America...for the sake of the poor wall, of course. Yes,
yes...you honestly want to be beaten that bad, Alfred~?
a little distracted by the challenge and finds himself lightening up and smiling. You wish, Artie! Prepare
turns back to Russia. "So, I've basically explained it- just clear your mind, aru. Nothing matters in this world, none of your problems
exist, become free of your physical body, basically, aru."
rolls his off, walking over to an emptier space, more suitable for football. Oh, I'm sure~...let's see you prove that, then~
that sounds exceptionally hard...but he's going to try it! Nothing matters...nothing matters...oh! But that does matter...hmm...
can tell that Russia is having trouble, but expected this, "It's okay if you can't do it, aru. It sometimes takes people their entire life-
(...just noticed my typo. Rolls his eyes, not his...off. Whut? D8)
((It's okay. XD/murders typos))
Ahh...that seems important too...b-but I can let it go for just a few minutes...right?
(...like accents, yes~? /butchers keyboard)
((Now ACCENTS are super hot. <3))
How about we do a quick warm-up, Artie?~ Trying to distract himself now, he kicks the ball towards the other.
((...who do you think has the hottest accent? o3o))
tries to encourage him, "Of course you can. And you don't have to let go of it forever- just for now."
caught off guard, not having expected it-out of instinct he stops the ball with his foot. Well, at least he remembers that...alright, a
((Ummm... British accents are the BOMB.))
warm-up sounds like a good idea~...what do you want to work on, in particular?
((But Russian accents are nice too- but scary. French is... Both funny and kind of hot. In a way. XDD))
happy with that, and gladly lets go off that certain issue...
((Russia accent is like, my guilty pleasure or something. ;3; ))
(No, no-the French language is sexy. :3 The stereotypical French accent...not so much.)
(...but oh yes, the Russian accent~ Yes~)
((XDDD Russian accents just kind of... Really scare me. German accents are kinda sexy though. -3-))
watches Russia, wondering if he's cleared his mind yet.
((Why scary? D: I think German accent makes people sound angry all the time... =~=))
done a pretty job of clearing his mind, if he does say so himself~ x)
((No. Chinese accents make people sound angry all the time. XD Well.. At least the language. Hm, I guess... I've just seen too many movies?)
((That is, movies where the Russian is the scary evil-guy. o3o))
(...it does, doesn't it? Owo Then again...do you remember that exam.mp3 I sent you, China~? >-D)
((...I think that's just the Cantonese people. o3o))
((o///////o .... Maybe... But I don't have it anymore. For good reason.))
(guys lol, don't rule this with OOC xD; )
glad that Russia is doing such a good job, praising him.
(But it was so smexy~ ...sorry about that, Mari. ;A; /le guilt)
smirks a little at the blocked pass, waiting for the return. Just some passing then, yeah?~
grateful for the praise! ^-^
kicks the ball back towards America with the inside of his foot, taking a few steps back. Why, is it not challenging enough for you~..?
tells Russia that he should probably call it quits for today and that he's done exceptionally well. He also lets him know that if he wants
he can come by his place any time to meditate some more.
nods in agreement, quickly running through his mind to gather back all that he shoved away. Ah...precious memories~ And thanks you for the
that it's no trouble and he'd kind of like to have some company for meditating. He looks over at the other two nations playing soccer.
stops it in its path with the heel of his foot, before kicking it back with some... extra force. Please, I'm going slow here for you.
points out that you don't need to go slow for his sake-football is something he's actually good at. Smirking faintly, he doesn't even
bother to stop the ball, kicking it straight back to you...but, with less strength, because that's something he lacks.
that's a little bit of a joke, and this time, he kicks the ball back at an angle so it flies in the air as it goes your way.
China
wonders 13 years ago
if he should join in, but probably shouldn't because he sucks at the game.
follows China's gaze, over to the two blondes, and watches this little impromptu game.
instinctively jumps up a bit to hit it with his head...and ends up getting a face full of football, shocked cry muffled by the leather.
snickers and is reminding him of the other reason he doesn't play soccer/football.
((gfyugyg make that 'is reminded' why my grammar sucky?))
snickers a bit and has to clutch the wall to prevent himself from falling over, laughing so hard. Real smooth there, dude.
A hand flies to his face, biting back a pained groan-there's probably a nice red mark there, now....bugger...a-and stop laughing, damn you!
China
thinks 13 years ago
that the huge red circle on England's forehead makes him look like Japan's flag~
Why? Is this your pro skill? Dude, you suck.~ He just keeps laughing, especially now since it looks like you have a rash on your face.
does not appreciate that comment at all. ...yours either, America. He huffs, crossing his arms over his chest, then storms off to a
bathroom to put cold water over it. Hell, that stings...
snickers and starts dribbling the ball between his legs, feeling much better. China should come play with him now. 8 )
a feeling that if he plays he'll end up like England. He eyes the ball.
...is going to ignore the fact that he's being ignored... ;3;
you won't... if you can actually, you know, tilt your head enough so it doesn't hit your face.
gets an idea. Hides behind Russia- He can play instead.
quirks an eyebrow. What's wrong with playing with me?~
explains that it's not because he doesn't want to play with you, it's just that he's not a sport-oriented kind of person.
you are. Didn't you participate in the Olympics?
just going to sit there until someone other than China acknowledges that he exists. :|
you'll be sitting there for a long time, then, person-who-was-able-to-completely-let-go-of-all-his-worldly-desires.
comes back from the bathroom, face still bright red where the ball hit him. How does it look now..?
.... cannot believe you're doing this to him, as he's now holding on to the wall for support again.
China
thinks 13 years ago
England looks even more like japan's flag.
decides he'll play with America as long as he goes easy on him.
cheers, although he doesn't quite know what "going easy" on you is... And England's face is the product of him overdoing a kick just
eds to go sulk somewhere. This is what he gets for playing sports with a superpower...
comes out from behind Russia, waiting for him to kick the ball over to him and ready to duck if need be.
...oh my Lord...is that what you're so angry about, America?
not angry about anything. Smiles a little at China, before kicking it as "gently" as he can.
Yes you are. You were horrible at lying before, and you're not getting any better.
manages to stop it with his foot, kicking it back. He decides this isn't so bad.
China a big thumbs-up before catching it with his feet, dribbling it and launching it suddenly to the right.
jumps a bit in order to get over to the ball, getting it with his knee and kicking it back a bit harder this time.
now going to sit and watch the game whilst feeling quite smug.
twitches a little, and winds his leg muscles sufficiently and times it just right so, when the ball reaches him, he launches it with
maximum force towards the smug guy over there.
((Ack. I gotta go guys. ;A;/ sleeps))
dodges with swift skills, earned over years of avoiding his sisters hug-attacks, catching the ball with one hand. "Your skills are lacking~"
rolls his eyes. "Please." He's just going to go over back to the corner now and see if he can find another ball, and not to sulk.
laughs at that, throwing the ball towards you, so that it bounces off your head~
just provides force to bounce it off his head so it doesn't hurt, before dribbling it between his feet, annoyed.
continues to smile cockily at you~ "Don't worry, I still remember everything!"
not amused and will just keep kicking the ball. He doesn't care if you remember or not because at the end of the day, he'll still be pissed
once again lost as to the reason why you're still annoyed at him, and he pushes himself up onto his feet to walk next to you...
the ball needs to be replaced, because it looks a little deflated between his feet... and so does the wall. Whatever, he'll keep
kicking till one of the two gives.
you a small tap on the shoulder with a big smile~
angles the ball and causes it to fly towards your face.
just narrowly misses it, and turns to glare and pout at you simutaneously. "That's not nice..."
"I don't have to be nice to you, do I, Mr. Forgetful?" He goes over to get the ball. It'll probably last a few more kicks.
still pouting as he steals the ball away from you. "Stop abusing it. And you do too have to be nice to me..."
grits his teeth and turns the other way, looking for a shed somewhere for more balls. "Whatever, don't tell me what to do. And whoever said
I did?" Considering what you just did, but he won't add that. No, he's too pissed to.
slides his way back into your view, blocking out everything else. "I said..." A small smile. "Don't be mad~ I didn't forget anything!"
turns back the other way again, and decides not to grace that with a comment - and tells his heart to shut up. Ball, ball, where's a ball...
"Why are you still mad?" he asks, genuinely surprised that you're still so hung up over that. He's going to try and catch your attention
again...by poking your stomach~
found another ball and launches it towards your lower area. "Do not touch me! Bet you had the most blissful time ever
when you forgot everything, yes?~"
once again dodges an otherwise deadly aim, side-stepping out of the ball's trajectory. "Why would you think that~? x)"
"No reason." He has finally found the shed of balls, and proceeds to just kick them at the other one after the other. "Go back to
that you're being exceptionally mean to him right now, and does not appreciate it. "I don't want to..."
you deserve mean, asshole. "Oh, I bet you do!~ Weren't you just excited to try it again?"
that you're just being sulky for no particular reason. "Yes, but I didn't really want to let go of some things...~"
grimaces a little, dribbling the ball with a little more force than necessary, that it almost slips out from between his feet. "Oh, really,
ready to just snatch the ball away from you again, if it means that you'll stop bouncing the thing in front of his face and actually
pay attention to him. "That's only because some of those things made my heart beat faster..."
now decided that another portion of the wall needs to feel his wrath! Which it now does.~ "Really, because you were so
excited to let them go?" Snort.
that the wall has done nothing to annoy you, and that you should stop abusing it. Again. "No, because they made my heart flutter when I
you should mind your own business and be glad it isn't your face he's aiming at. "In pain?"
would rather you not try to harm anything at all. "No, not in pain."
doesn't think it's harming anything if it's the wall. "Right. Well, when you're done revelling in the bliss that is complete enlightenment,
you should try yoga. Because then, you'll really forget all your worries." Moves away to grab another ball, because this one suddenly
would like to point out that balls probably have feelings, as do walls. So really, stop being a bully. "But I have nothing to worry about~"
scoffs. And no, they do not, because otherwise, he'd hear some screaming by now. "Whatever, dude, lucky you.~ Go and take your
non-worrisome self elsewhere."
you're just being apathetic, because he can hear those screams of agony quite clear... e_e He raises an eyebrow at you. "I think you
should go try some more meditation, since something is obviously bothering you."
that's just the product of your psycho mind - you know, it's called guilt. "No, thanks!~" He says almost too cheerily.
"Nothing's bothering me that I can't easily fix."
doesn't think it's guilt at all, nor is it because of his 'psycho' (which he is definitely not) mind. "Then why don't you fix it now,
since you don't look so relaxed~"
that's all lies (yes, definitely are). "Okay, then!~" He proceeds to kick a ball towards your face.
too shocked at the sudden incoming ball to his face (oh, dodging skills, where did you go?) that he only had enough time to side-step
slightly, and let the ball graze his right cheek.
huffs a little at being thwarted again, but nevertheless, takes another ball and jogs away from you. To his delight, he finds some
cones. Hooray! He practices his weaving then, finally glad to be away from a certain someone
that you might have actually wanted to hit him, rather than just showcasing your horrible aim...
let you think whatever you want, happy with his newfound distraction!~
now going to go back to the meditating mats to sulk.
you luck in forgetting all your worries, haha!~ Alright, left, right, left, right...
never forget his worries now. Sulks even more.
pities you - not. Hm, maybe he should try going backwards..
you're a horrible, horrible person, and hopes that you fall.
doesn't give a damn what you think. And he realizes his skills are still going strong as he dribbles the ball backwards!~
still going to pout, playing idly with a stick... ;3;
now, if he should try just bouncing the ball... yes, that'll do nicely for testing balance!
throws the stick at you. Just cause.
just throws another stick.
throws two sticks at you at the same time.
dribbling the ball in and out of cones, effectively dodging them without much notice!~
you're very very annoying.
not annoying! At least, he wouldn't be, if you weren't so mean to him...!
begs to differ. You'd be annoying either way.
repeats: he is not annoying.
smirks and keeps playing with the ball.
...is still playing with sticks...
how high he can kick this ball...
it's not a good idea or he might never see it again...
you overestimate your strength...
China
thinks 13 years ago
that he might actually want to play soccer now, even if it means maybe being hit in the face.
you really should! Especially since he was just about bored enough to launch the ball into space!~
play soccer then, though he doesn't think that America could launch the ball into space just by kicking it.