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Who: Alfons (nicht_ein_traum), Kyrie (nightsofrain), Sveinn [Iceland] (illusionsofice), and Tino [Finland] (creativesuomi).
What: Checking out Lucetiland.
When: Backdated to the 25th of October, about 1:00-2:00 pm. After this entry.
Where: The shiny new amusement park~
Summary: Iceland was curious about the new amusement park and asked Finland + Kyrie to come along with him, because going there alone equals stupidity. Alfons then joined the party. After that, fun, of course. And maybe some twisted conspiracy theory, courtesy of Sveinn.
Rating: TBA. For now, it's G, I guess.
Not everyday a huge amusement park appeared out of nowhere in front of your eyes. Especially, not back home where things are normal. Too normal in fact, it made him occasionally wished that the world he lived in could be slightly more magical. Not like his older brother, he couldn't see faeries nor trolls, and that, in his book, made everything a little more boring. He could see spirits, though, but these days it seemed like that ability has faded away. Normal. That word made him cringe slightly.
But now, he missed those boring, sleepy days (and even those boring World Meetings who was full of fights between a certain loud American and a certain British he disliked, but he wouldn't admit it, of course). Moreover, he missed home. Sometimes he lay awake at night, because thoughts of home kept distracting his sleep, haunting him, turning his nights into sleepless itch. His dreams are full of images of an overly-familiar blue-gray sea, endless blue sky scratching into the horizon, shouts of puffins...
And every now and then, he dreamed about Sweden, Denmark, and Norway. Particularly the last one.
The sound of Tino and Kyrie chatted rather animatedly from the living room broke his train of thoughts and sending him back into the current situation. He quickly wrote a message through the journal for Alfons, notifying him that he'll be going now. Then he snatched his jacket from the bed, tucked the journal safely in his hands and went outside to the living room to catch up with the other Nation and the angel.
[Note: Apologize in advance for fail!grammar...and also, kind of god-modding Tino and Kyrie there...]
What: Checking out Lucetiland.
When: Backdated to the 25th of October, about 1:00-2:00 pm. After this entry.
Where: The shiny new amusement park~
Summary: Iceland was curious about the new amusement park and asked Finland + Kyrie to come along with him, because going there alone equals stupidity. Alfons then joined the party. After that, fun, of course. And maybe some twisted conspiracy theory, courtesy of Sveinn.
Rating: TBA. For now, it's G, I guess.
Not everyday a huge amusement park appeared out of nowhere in front of your eyes. Especially, not back home where things are normal. Too normal in fact, it made him occasionally wished that the world he lived in could be slightly more magical. Not like his older brother, he couldn't see faeries nor trolls, and that, in his book, made everything a little more boring. He could see spirits, though, but these days it seemed like that ability has faded away. Normal. That word made him cringe slightly.
But now, he missed those boring, sleepy days (and even those boring World Meetings who was full of fights between a certain loud American and a certain British he disliked, but he wouldn't admit it, of course). Moreover, he missed home. Sometimes he lay awake at night, because thoughts of home kept distracting his sleep, haunting him, turning his nights into sleepless itch. His dreams are full of images of an overly-familiar blue-gray sea, endless blue sky scratching into the horizon, shouts of puffins...
And every now and then, he dreamed about Sweden, Denmark, and Norway. Particularly the last one.
The sound of Tino and Kyrie chatted rather animatedly from the living room broke his train of thoughts and sending him back into the current situation. He quickly wrote a message through the journal for Alfons, notifying him that he'll be going now. Then he snatched his jacket from the bed, tucked the journal safely in his hands and went outside to the living room to catch up with the other Nation and the angel.
[Note: Apologize in advance for fail!grammar...and also, kind of god-modding Tino and Kyrie there...]