Any - Small Pleasures
anonymous
October 16 2010, 01:33:42 UTC
I'd like to see something about a nation's small pleasures that don't have to do with their relationships. For example, maybe how much England enjoys a quiet cup of tea, or Prussia petting Gilbird or something. Doesn't have to be those, of course. Any character. Multi-fills are wonderful and totally short is fine.
Re: Any - Small Pleasures
anonymous
October 16 2010, 05:15:28 UTC
To Canada there was nothing quiet like skating. The feeling of pure speed and smoothless grace as he glided across the ice was pure freedom to him.
And there was nothing better to do when skating, than play a nice informal game of hockey. Nothing better to help wear away the stress of being a nation.
"VEEEE!" Italy screamed as he cowered in the goal net, a white flag waving in his hand. "Don't hit me!"
The puck whipped furiously across the ice, as Canada crossed sticks with Russia in a heated battle for the round piece of rubber.
Norway and Sweden had already gotten into a fist fight over a disputed shot.
America was sitting on the side waiting for the tooth Canada knocked out to grow back.
Vietnam surprisingly, had "accidently" nailed France across the head with her stick, and Belarus was closing in on Canada's ass in a fanatically attempt to aid her brother.
In a Warm Place...
anonymous
October 19 2010, 17:27:41 UTC
Seriously, how has this NOT been done yet?!
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Russia normally hated the idea of being alone. In his experience, solitude almost always led to something terrible happen. It was leaving himself vulnerable. It was being left in the frozen wasteland without even family to cling to.
Then there were days like these. Summer, that fleeting part of the year filled with clear skies and warm breezes, was the only part of the year where he could enjoy being on his own. It was a peaceful, comfortable silence instead of the harsh empty one he was used to.
Lying comfortably on his back, surrounded by warm greens, yellows, and browns and looking at the soft blue above, Russia smiled and let the pressures of the world fall away.
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Damn Catpcha. Of course I'm going to give a wrong answer if one of the words is just a smudge!
Escape Into Earl Grey
anonymous
October 16 2010, 05:24:20 UTC
England smoothed the front of his uniform, making into flat surface where crisp creases had existed before. But he did not pay attention to the wondrous process of fingers positioning themselves, sweeping across the fabric, nor the freshness that came after. England was making tea. It was almost ready, too. He delicately held up small pot of boiling water and poured it into a china teacup. The fresh leaves inside curled in the heat and seemed to change color. Almost immediately the aroma reached his nose. Ah, Earl Grey, he thought. Most unique of teas.Soon after, it was ready to drink. With the burst of joy he felt every day at that time, he took the heated teacup into his fingers and carefully sipped it. A warm, pleasant feeling languidly sailed down his throat and into his stomach. Another sip produced the same result, and England forgot gradually the appointments, the duties, the political tension, and the pressure of keeping up relationships
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Re: Telmark
anonymous
October 17 2010, 16:51:47 UTC
Short but sweet and insightful without a sentence or phrase wasted, as good drabbles/minifics should be. This was lovely, anon, and I like it that we also got glimpses into the other Nordics' personalities too even with the focus on Norway.
Re: Artery
anonymous
October 17 2010, 16:46:03 UTC
For a first fill in a language that's not your native one, you did very well, anon! The sentence structure might have been simple, but it actually works with the overall tone of this piece and gives it a kind of poetic quality. Your imagery was vivid too; I felt like I could almost see the bustling crowds of Tokyo.
The last three lines were the ones I loved the most, as they make it clear that this piece isn't just about what Japan is like as a nation, but also about what Japan is like as a person and how these two aspects of him are inextricably connected. (Then again, I always love seeing my favorite character's personality being explored, so...)
I really like this! Really interesting choice of hobby for Japan, I wouldn't have thought of it but it totally works. And I wouldn't have guessed that English isn't your first language :)
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And there was nothing better to do when skating, than play a nice informal game of hockey. Nothing better to help wear away the stress of being a nation.
"VEEEE!" Italy screamed as he cowered in the goal net, a white flag waving in his hand. "Don't hit me!"
The puck whipped furiously across the ice, as Canada crossed sticks with Russia in a heated battle for the round piece of rubber.
Norway and Sweden had already gotten into a fist fight over a disputed shot.
America was sitting on the side waiting for the tooth Canada knocked out to grow back.
Vietnam surprisingly, had "accidently" nailed France across the head with her stick, and Belarus was closing in on Canada's ass in a fanatically attempt to aid her brother.
A grinned a vicious grin. Yup! Nothing better.
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Russia normally hated the idea of being alone. In his experience, solitude almost always led to something terrible happen. It was leaving himself vulnerable. It was being left in the frozen wasteland without even family to cling to.
Then there were days like these. Summer, that fleeting part of the year filled with clear skies and warm breezes, was the only part of the year where he could enjoy being on his own. It was a peaceful, comfortable silence instead of the harsh empty one he was used to.
Lying comfortably on his back, surrounded by warm greens, yellows, and browns and looking at the soft blue above, Russia smiled and let the pressures of the world fall away.
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Damn Catpcha. Of course I'm going to give a wrong answer if one of the words is just a smudge!
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*headdesk*
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England was making tea.
It was almost ready, too. He delicately held up small pot of boiling water and poured it into a china teacup. The fresh leaves inside curled in the heat and seemed to change color. Almost immediately the aroma reached his nose. Ah, Earl Grey, he thought. Most unique of teas.Soon after, it was ready to drink. With the burst of joy he felt every day at that time, he took the heated teacup into his fingers and carefully sipped it. A warm, pleasant feeling languidly sailed down his throat and into his stomach. Another sip produced the same result, and England forgot gradually the appointments, the duties, the political tension, and the pressure of keeping up relationships ( ... )
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(English!Anon here may or may not be drinking tea as she reads this. *Shifty eyes.*)
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Couldn't tell for a second that English's not your first language.
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The last three lines were the ones I loved the most, as they make it clear that this piece isn't just about what Japan is like as a nation, but also about what Japan is like as a person and how these two aspects of him are inextricably connected. (Then again, I always love seeing my favorite character's personality being explored, so...)
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