Trick or Treat!
1 ★ Create a graphic (200 x 200 max size) to represent your personal "candy". It should have your username on it, but otherwise can feature whatever you want. Make it something special since it's self-representative.
2 ★ Make a post with the subject "trick or treat?". Put your "candy" somewhere in it, and be sure to repost these instructions.
3 ★ Then, go around other people's LJs and reply to them with either "trick" or "treat". If you reply with "trick", they will give you an LJ dare that you have to perform before taking their candy. If you're too wimpy for that, simply say "treat" and take their candy.
4 ★ List all your collected candies in your original "trick or treat?" post to show off your collection!
chiiko_chan YOU MEAN WOMAN YOU WAIFUUU
America the Beautiful. Obviously, no land could stand against its glory, especially not its father, England. America is the only land that Earth herself chooses to protect from other countries with two grand oceans nearly as grand as America itself. Let's not forget the smashing good looks of every true patriotic American, one that cannot possibly be compared against the homely looks of the Britons. No other nation sings like America, no other land is so free, and America is the only nation that can spell correctly. No o-u partnerships here! Let's not forget that even America's nether regions are bigger than that blasted speck of a nation, that tiny British Island! Plus, England doesn't even take up most of the island of Great Britain. Scotland tops that shit. England may have had great music, but Americans just made it better, duh. God Save the Queen? My Country Tis of Thee! Everyone remembers the better version. And besides, who always cleans up after England when they're in trouble? America, the hero. And who else could possibly do so? No one. Because, quite frankly, America is just plain BETTER than England, no if, ands, or buts. Even still, the sexy ass Frenchmen are still sexy.
iberianbromance
"Che cazzo-!" Romano exclaimed, walking out of the bathroom. "What the hell are you wearing?"
Arthur stood there, dressed in his usual white slacks, shirt, shoes and suspenders, putting the dishes away. In a pink apron.
"Affie dared me to," Arthur explained, shrugging as he continued. "It was a little internet dare."
"That you took him up on?"
"Of course."
Romano shifted, raising an eyebrow. "But you look like an idiot, why would you do that?"
Arthur only smiled. "Apart from the pink apron, I'm only doing things that Afonso does for me every day- apart from cooking of course." Closing the dishwasher and leaning on the counter, the Englishman shrugged.
"He does it because he loves me. It may be silly, but, I'll even do silly things to show I appreciate it."
amigoyvino
If you really must know how I lost to Germany in the world cup, it's because I was distracted by the Iberian Brothers.
More specifically, the only one of which I am granted privilege to view, because I am not allowed the company of the elder.
That perfectly sculpted ass, like that of a Roman god, had me so distracted in all of its football owning glory that I was rendered incapable of playing and Ludwig kicked my arse.
2 ★ Make a post with the subject "trick or treat?". Put your "candy" somewhere in it, and be sure to repost these instructions.
3 ★ Then, go around other people's LJs and reply to them with either "trick" or "treat". If you reply with "trick", they will give you an LJ dare that you have to perform before taking their candy. If you're too wimpy for that, simply say "treat" and take their candy.
4 ★ List all your collected candies in your original "trick or treat?" post to show off your collection!
chiiko_chan YOU MEAN WOMAN YOU WAIFUUU
America the Beautiful. Obviously, no land could stand against its glory, especially not its father, England. America is the only land that Earth herself chooses to protect from other countries with two grand oceans nearly as grand as America itself. Let's not forget the smashing good looks of every true patriotic American, one that cannot possibly be compared against the homely looks of the Britons. No other nation sings like America, no other land is so free, and America is the only nation that can spell correctly. No o-u partnerships here! Let's not forget that even America's nether regions are bigger than that blasted speck of a nation, that tiny British Island! Plus, England doesn't even take up most of the island of Great Britain. Scotland tops that shit. England may have had great music, but Americans just made it better, duh. God Save the Queen? My Country Tis of Thee! Everyone remembers the better version. And besides, who always cleans up after England when they're in trouble? America, the hero. And who else could possibly do so? No one. Because, quite frankly, America is just plain BETTER than England, no if, ands, or buts. Even still, the sexy ass Frenchmen are still sexy.
iberianbromance
"Che cazzo-!" Romano exclaimed, walking out of the bathroom. "What the hell are you wearing?"
Arthur stood there, dressed in his usual white slacks, shirt, shoes and suspenders, putting the dishes away. In a pink apron.
"Affie dared me to," Arthur explained, shrugging as he continued. "It was a little internet dare."
"That you took him up on?"
"Of course."
Romano shifted, raising an eyebrow. "But you look like an idiot, why would you do that?"
Arthur only smiled. "Apart from the pink apron, I'm only doing things that Afonso does for me every day- apart from cooking of course." Closing the dishwasher and leaning on the counter, the Englishman shrugged.
"He does it because he loves me. It may be silly, but, I'll even do silly things to show I appreciate it."
amigoyvino
If you really must know how I lost to Germany in the world cup, it's because I was distracted by the Iberian Brothers.
More specifically, the only one of which I am granted privilege to view, because I am not allowed the company of the elder.
That perfectly sculpted ass, like that of a Roman god, had me so distracted in all of its football owning glory that I was rendered incapable of playing and Ludwig kicked my arse.