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mas_valor in lolocracy

VICTORY, IT TASTES SO SWEET.

Jun 26, 2010 17:12

WHO: Valen. Other vendors welcome as well~! (Open to anyone looking for a good deal.)
WHEN: Saturday morning, 8:30 AM. (Hours: 7 AM - 12 PM)
WHERE: The goddamn swap meet.
WHAT: Shopping and futbol (and somehow espionage).
RATING: Parental Advisory for Valen's mouth.

( JAJAJA~! WHAT NOW, COREA?! WHAT NOWWWW?! )

the goddamn swap meet, status: complete, puto this joto that, north italy, uruguay

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loves_pasta June 26 2010, 18:10:23 UTC

"Tony~ This way, ve!" The Italian bade the suited man to follow as he turned down another 'aisle' of the swap meet. Somehow he managed to remain child-like in his excitement about the bustling parking lot converted shopping area, despite the fact he tried to go nearly ever weekend. They had the best deals on fabric after all~... even if some of the people kept their merchandise in less than pristine condition ( ... )

mas_valor June 26 2010, 18:44:58 UTC

Yet another couple fled from the sheer glory of Uruguay's spectacular sneak attack on the Koreans, without so much as a goodbye. All Valen caught was, "We don't speak Spanish," and, "Look, honey, is that your Uncle G-Georgey over there?" before they turned heel and walked away a little faster than one could consider normal. More like a jog, actually. She shrugged and turned towards her newest victim customer instead, a wide smile painted on her face.

"Ah, sí-?" Her cheer was almost instantly converted to pure, unadulterated hate when she realized just who it was that had dared to touch her shoulder with their dirty hands. It was that Italian from next door, the one that was trying to hurt Mr. Zwingli! He even brought back-up! How had he discovered her work place? Was he... spying on her ( ... )

ITALICS MEAN ITALIAN loves_pasta June 29 2010, 04:56:15 UTC

Feliciano's frown fell when the - girl? boy? No, no it was a girl, he was sure - crossed her arms. She looked happy a second ago so why did she look mad now?

"M-mafioso?!?" he stuttered, taking a step back. How did this girl know what Nonno did? He looked over at Tony, biting his lip and careful to keep clear of the cover up. Wait - he wasn't in the mafia! Why did everyone think that? He wasn't a bad guy, bad guys were scary!

"I don't know what you're talking about, ve." He motioned towards the fabric, taking another step back because, boy, she looked mad. "I just wanted to buy fabric..."

I'M GAME. mas_valor June 29 2010, 06:26:19 UTC

"Fabric?" Valen scoffed and narrowed her eyes. Playing dumb, was he? A likely story indeed. Who knew what these sadistic, twisted mobsters would be using her fabrics for!

"For what? And what the fuck makes you think I'll supply you and your... people with anything, eh!?" She took an aggressive step forward, one fist raised threateningly. "I don't plan on becoming a goddamn accomplice to any of your crimes!"

NO ONE ELSE IS COMING :I loves_pasta July 11 2010, 01:58:04 UTC

Feliciano squeaked and took another step back, hands raised in defense. This girl was insane! His people? Crimes?! Who exactly did she think he was!

"I-I swear, ve! I only want to get some fabric for the dresses!" How else was he supposed to make the dress for his Maid of Honor? Nonno had said he'd get it made but he wanted it to be extra special. She shook her fist again and he shuffled back again only to flail and fall on his ass as he tripped over a bolt of blue canvas fabric with a less than manly shout.

DAMN STRAIGHT mas_valor July 11 2010, 02:48:29 UTC

"Dresses?" She narrowed her eyes again in suspicion, this time to thin slits, until any further narrowing would result in her eyes being completely closed. Which wasn't a good thing when you had a dangerous criminal creeping around the floor all over your salesware.

That little bastard was... desecrating her goods! How dare he!? She scooped up the fabric protectively and brushed off the dust (which had come from the floo,r not him, but she still blamed him for dirtying it), holding it to her chest like a child.

"You think I'm stupid enough to believe a shitty story like that? What the fuck do you need dresses for- clothing your cheap whores?" she snapped.

MY INTENTIONS ARE PURE loves_pasta July 13 2010, 06:19:49 UTC

"W-whores?!" Now that was a low blow. This girl didn't even know him, didn't know that he was a fashion designer on the rise or a bride to be or that his Maid of Honor needed the best outfit second to his and Romano's at the wedding coming up. And his Maid of Honor was certainly not a-a whore!

"I need dresses for my wedding, ve! And my bridesmaid's aren't whores! The dresses are gonna be tasteful and pretty and nothing like that!" Feliciano picked himself off the floor, dusting off his cute shorts and pouting. Then again, this girl looked like she'd dressed in the dark using her brother's clothing, so he really shouldn't expect her to understand.

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