Sparkle 1/1
anonymous
January 25 2011, 04:31:11 UTC
A.M Anon again. I forgot how much fun it was to write something every night, it's really relaxing =w= Wrote something a little cracky tonight. Enjoy! ------
England stared at what had once been a vase given to him by Queen Elizabeth, The Queen Elizabeth, his Lizzy had given him the vase and now it was a pile of shards, America standing over it, looking guilty. His eyes narrowed as he hissed, “That’s it America! I will show you a greater horror than you have ever seen!”
America backed up, hands raised in a surrendering motion. “H-hey now don’t be like that. I said I’m sorry!”
He snarled, “It’s too late for that.” The poor vase, even if he put it back together as carefully as he could it still wouldn’t be the same. He raised his hands to summon something to terrify Alfred, a vampire he decided, a big, scary one. At the last moment he remembered America’s stories with the sparkling vampires and yelped as he felt his magic twist, glowing before creating a small explosion.
America shielded himself with his arms and when he finally peeked from behind them his jaw dropped and he couldn’t stop staring as he said, “Ho-ly Shit!”
Instead of a vampire Russia was standing there in tight pants and a fishnet shirt, glitter all over him and obviously right from a rave. Though he still had his neck covered with what looked like just the neck of a turtle neck sweater. The tall man was blinking and looking around, slightly confused until he saw England and a look of annoyed understanding took over his face.
England was starring just as much as America, though in a different way. He pouted and crossed his arms. “Not exactly what I was going for b-but I guess this works.” Since America and Russia still didn’t always get along they might fight or something. Okay so this plan had actually completely failed but he wasn’t going to admit that.
America licked his lips. “It’s not even my birthday England, aw man jez thanks so much!”
England’s eyes widened. “Wh-what?” What was he going on about? Was he crazy, who was happy about seeing Russia?
America started prowling closer to Russia who was now focused on him. “Now clear out.”
“What?!” How dare the git tell him to get out of his own house’s hallway?
America turned back to him. “I have a sexy fresh from a rave Russia to molest, shoo!” He made a little shooing motion as England’s mind shattered.
Russia spoke up. “Do I get a say in the matter?”
Alfred raised an eyebrow. “Babe in those pants you really don’t. Besides are you really against this idea?” If he was he wouldn’t, he’d just pout and use puppy dog eyes until Russia agreed, then he would.
The big man blushed slightly. “... No.”
“There we go so England...” He turned back around to find him gone. “Where’d he go?”
Russia shrugged. “He ran off with his hands over his ears when you started talking about my pants.”
“Mmmm speaking of those pants.” He pounced and England retreated to the garden to try and escape the noises they were making.
I just re-read the rules and I don't see anything that I would take to mean that. I'm anonymous, you don't know my username (or if I have one) and plenty of people thought of as mysterious (Batman, Zorro etc.) do have tags they go by.
I don't think it's a prb. There are other authors here who do give themselves a nickname of sorts and I haven't seen the mods (or anybody else) say anything about it.
And really, I for one really do like the A.M Anon identifying their-self as such because it does allows me "follow" in a way their quest in trying to fill as much Russia/America request as possible. :]
Oh and A.M anon, I like everything (including this crackish story) that you've written. I do hope that you continued to refer to yourself as such if you're not put off by it now as it does allow for me to give where proper credit is due.
Re: diff!anon
anonymous
November 23 2011, 07:00:29 UTC
((Quite a little later than this was originally posted... But I just wanted to make clear that there is no more noble a goal in the entire world than a quest to fill as much Russia/America as possible))
Re: Sparkle 1/1
anonymous
January 25 2011, 07:44:16 UTC
It used to be a rule, but they must have done away with it. At least, I just re-read the rules and I don't see it where it used to be.
The rule was originally put in place because back in parts 1 and 2 Egoanon (and cansey!anon to an extent, correct me if I'm wrong, fellow oldies?) pissed everyone off with constant nickname-fagging and basically acting like idiots/self proclaimed kink meme celebrities. That's when the nickname-ban was first put in place. and lo, the wank was so strong that to this day some still mistrust those using nicknames as the harbingers of wankery.
Take care that you do not follow down their paths, A.M. anon, and you should be fine.
Re: Sparkle 1/1
anonymous
January 26 2011, 06:18:05 UTC
Cannot unsee the image of Russia in a fishnet shirt now. bwhaha.
I agree with the above-anon that I can't picture Russia as a rave goer but boy is it hilarious to think about it now.
PS: While I can understand the other person's opinion it's not as if you're being all vocal or "egotistic" about it. I for one don't mind the nickname and I say you should continue to use it if you want. At the very least I hope you wouldn't be put off to continue to write because I really do like your stories. You're really becoming one of my fav Russia/America writers.
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England stared at what had once been a vase given to him by Queen Elizabeth, The Queen Elizabeth, his Lizzy had given him the vase and now it was a pile of shards, America standing over it, looking guilty. His eyes narrowed as he hissed, “That’s it America! I will show you a greater horror than you have ever seen!”
America backed up, hands raised in a surrendering motion. “H-hey now don’t be like that. I said I’m sorry!”
He snarled, “It’s too late for that.” The poor vase, even if he put it back together as carefully as he could it still wouldn’t be the same. He raised his hands to summon something to terrify Alfred, a vampire he decided, a big, scary one. At the last moment he remembered America’s stories with the sparkling vampires and yelped as he felt his magic twist, glowing before creating a small explosion.
America shielded himself with his arms and when he finally peeked from behind them his jaw dropped and he couldn’t stop staring as he said, “Ho-ly Shit!”
Instead of a vampire Russia was standing there in tight pants and a fishnet shirt, glitter all over him and obviously right from a rave. Though he still had his neck covered with what looked like just the neck of a turtle neck sweater. The tall man was blinking and looking around, slightly confused until he saw England and a look of annoyed understanding took over his face.
England was starring just as much as America, though in a different way. He pouted and crossed his arms. “Not exactly what I was going for b-but I guess this works.” Since America and Russia still didn’t always get along they might fight or something. Okay so this plan had actually completely failed but he wasn’t going to admit that.
America licked his lips. “It’s not even my birthday England, aw man jez thanks so much!”
England’s eyes widened. “Wh-what?” What was he going on about? Was he crazy, who was happy about seeing Russia?
America started prowling closer to Russia who was now focused on him. “Now clear out.”
“What?!” How dare the git tell him to get out of his own house’s hallway?
America turned back to him. “I have a sexy fresh from a rave Russia to molest, shoo!” He made a little shooing motion as England’s mind shattered.
Russia spoke up. “Do I get a say in the matter?”
Alfred raised an eyebrow. “Babe in those pants you really don’t. Besides are you really against this idea?” If he was he wouldn’t, he’d just pout and use puppy dog eyes until Russia agreed, then he would.
The big man blushed slightly. “... No.”
“There we go so England...” He turned back around to find him gone. “Where’d he go?”
Russia shrugged. “He ran off with his hands over his ears when you started talking about my pants.”
“Mmmm speaking of those pants.” He pounced and England retreated to the garden to try and escape the noises they were making.
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And really, I for one really do like the A.M Anon identifying their-self as such because it does allows me "follow" in a way their quest in trying to fill as much Russia/America request as possible. :]
Oh and A.M anon, I like everything (including this crackish story) that you've written. I do hope that you continued to refer to yourself as such if you're not put off by it now as it does allow for me to give where proper credit is due.
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The rule was originally put in place because back in parts 1 and 2 Egoanon (and cansey!anon to an extent, correct me if I'm wrong, fellow oldies?) pissed everyone off with constant nickname-fagging and basically acting like idiots/self proclaimed kink meme celebrities. That's when the nickname-ban was first put in place. and lo, the wank was so strong that to this day some still mistrust those using nicknames as the harbingers of wankery.
Take care that you do not follow down their paths, A.M. anon, and you should be fine.
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Just thought the slight parallel would serve as a further word of caution.
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And Alfred pouncing on Russia at the end is so cute. Reminds me of of a puppy really.
haha, I love all the stories you've written so far but I think this is so far my favorite in part because at least the feeling is requited.
I hope you do continue the one story/chapter a day. I really do like your writing and it's nice to have something to look forward to after a long day.
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I agree with the above-anon that I can't picture Russia as a rave goer but boy is it hilarious to think about it now.
PS: While I can understand the other person's opinion it's not as if you're being all vocal or "egotistic" about it. I for one don't mind the nickname and I say you should continue to use it if you want. At the very least I hope you wouldn't be put off to continue to write because I really do like your stories. You're really becoming one of my fav Russia/America writers.
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