[ It's a beautiful night, clear and crisp. The stars are shining, there's a full moon, and the sound of romantic violins floats through the air from the street below. France is standing out on the balcony, dressed beautifully in a formal gown, a glass of wine in her hand as she gazes up at the stars ( Read more... )

[You are in... A place! The place isn't important. Neither is the date, the time, the temperature or any of the other things I usually specify!

There is a just a place and you are in it!

Oh, and France is there too enjoy that.]

[Somewhere in the year 18*cough cough hack*-

... Yes, somewhere in that year, Australia is sitting in the bush, next to a creek, a stick in one hand and a rock in the other. For now he's just poking the creek bed and being teeny, but there is a plotting look on his face.]

[Usual space and time rules apply, I even made it easier for you guys this ( Read more... )