Keri ♥

Doujin Status

Sat, 07 Nov 2009 06:28:02 GMT

Since I'm such a godamn fail, here's a break-down of what my doujin's gonna look like. May change it up, but may not. Think I might have an act between two and three and make #3act four, hmm. Also: yes Act 2 is two sperate links, kay&tks.

Cover art: n/a
Act 1 art: [complete]
Act 1: 1.5/?? pages + traditional shade [status: WIP]
Act 2 art: n/a
Act 2: 10/10 pages + digital shade [status: may re-do]
Act 3 art: n/a
Act 3: 7/7 pages + traditional shade [status: complete]
Mini comics: I don't even know what I'm throwing in yet orz
Guest Artists: 0/5 [status: not requested yet]

Goal: 18.5/30 pages

Yes my goal is only 30 pages orz, it's my first one.

Feel free to ask questions and blahblahblah ~~fangirl over Kaliningrad, you know you want to~~.

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Thu, 29 Oct 2009 22:56:09 GMT

OHAI GUYS I'M TTLY FIGHTING H1N1 RYTE NAOW
But really, I've been mad-sick like crazy. I was out with H1N1 (my mom said I had it, she works at Loma Linda Children's Hospital and knows what it looks like) for five days and missed my Senior Homecoming ○n○, I went back to school last Thursday and, well, you don't care. On to the art!

Boris' family photo!

Liet, Ivan, and Boris ♥ The best family evar!

chibithuania and chibipoland and a mandatory LATVIA--!!
Oh PeterRaivis ♥ They're so cute

Um...

FranceLiet~~~

D: My brain vomited

You can't see it very well, but it's pagan!Liet because I hate Catholic!Liet. It...isn't right.
Also, france_b says pagan!Liet is pretty.

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It came~ <3

Thu, 08 Oct 2009 23:20:24 GMT

My Liet cosplay's here~!!
I'll post some pictures when I can!

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Thu, 08 Oct 2009 22:34:55 GMT

So I'm feeling loads better!
Been hanging out with france_b a lot and gonna see Zombieland with a bunch of friends tomorrow.
M'yup, nothing new to report.

Let's start with a comic! This is a short one I hope to cram into my doujin someplace... L<R

Boris was a wiggly little baby...

NO EXPLANATION.
Okay, one: Why is Boris chewing on Francis' hair? Because it's a cute thing from me and france_b's RP, okay?!

1. Why Kaloligrad? Because c'mon....♥
2. Um...Germany brothers and France....? Because last week for the anniversary of the reunification of Germany, France marched a ton of HUGE puppets threw, I think, Berlin.
3. Russiacest/Lithuania?! It's my guilty pleasure :C You know you hate yourself because you want it...

NOW COMES THE GOOD STUFF. LITHUANIA + CAT BOY COSPLAY = FUCK YES I WANT.
England: Because I believe me and france_b found somewhere that England helped Lithuania out at some point (either after the Cold War or to gain independence) and so in our RP that translated to "England trying to get some but getting shot down".
France: Haven't I already explained this to you people?!
Russia: Given.
Belarus: Because Bela raping Liet is hot. :C
America: Another given.
Poland: See above.
Germany: Germany occupied Lithuania in the forties and got some of his land in the 30s. Can you say Teutonic Knights, anyone?
Estonia: Another secret love of mine. Mmm~ Balticest~
Latvia: Pfff, who knows.
I see England's and Germany's as being "just sex" type feelings, Belarus just wants to "teach him a lesson", Estonia really wants to protect his brother and it's translated into a WELL HIDDEN crush.
See my "Will Eduard Ever Get Laid?" strips.

SLAVIC SIBLINGS~
And oh GOD do I love Latvia's hair \(♥u♥)/ He's just so cute!!

Um...
My friend Pooky the Waffle (♥) is into the two greatest things ever right now: zombies and Hetalia. Since I too enjoy those things we determined a zombie-Hetalia story NEEDS to happen.
So I brain-vomited some doodles. I figure that the Nations would all be HEAVILY protected and taken so some secluded place. This is France and America TRYING to explain that THEY WILL DIE if THEIR PEOPLE DIE. GO HELP THE PEOPLE.

FAIL. God I hate this a little more each time I look at it.

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For you souji~

Tue, 29 Sep 2009 03:08:38 GMT

So I made Saltibarsciai tonight for dinner and it was so fail OTL
I'm usually a pretty good cook but two things went HORRIBLE wrong.
TWO KEY THINGS.

The first thing was that I used too much water. May we has amount needed plz?! In my house we use A LOT of water to cook beets so I was just like "lol really? Okay, The Internet!" and I used it all. That made the base too thin, wryyyyy (plus I didn't blend in the sour cream 'cause I wasn't thinking, I just stirred it real good)

The other thing was, even though I started at 6, it wasn't finished until 7:44 so everyone was bitching and I didn't have time to chill it so it turned out luke-warm FFFFFFF My brother popped his in the fridge (and probably won't eat it because he can't get over THE PINK of it).

Anywhozzle, so that was a fail. Hmm, maybe I won't do it again. Maybe I will now that I know what sucks about it. If I do I'll do it just for me...

HERE'S A PICTURE OF WHAT IT SHOULD HAVE LOOKED LIKE

(c) soujisblackcat ♥

OH ALSO
I ordered my custom-made Liet cosplay today <3
Has a picture~

It won't be here until about 3 weeks, or so, but expect pics when i get it~♥♥

My insides are broken~

Thu, 24 Sep 2009 21:47:10 GMT

So on top of my computer being taken away-ish, I have a cold and a bladder-infection.
I am in so much pain and have drank an insane amount of Cranberry juice.
Thankfully france_b has been taking me home and keeping me company ♥

I decided to shove my Kaliningrad doujin with LOTS of small doujins and tiny chibi page breaks C:
I may end up taking even MOAR Guest Artists now (but no not really)
So have another one! ~~Good luck reading!~~
Right to left as always.

This doujin was going to have a very deep point to it, but I took a week off and forgot the whole thing. OTL

Now on to ~~brain vomit~~ real art.

Canada and some attempts to be able to draw Polar Bears. Maybe I should use a reference? Nah.

Part one of my mini-series "Will Eduard Ever Get Laid?!"
Spoiler alert: The answer is no.
Oh, and some older!Kalin ♥

Moar Mattie~♥
Anyone love Ep35? He's such a cutey >3<

Okay so the only thing I feel that needs explaining is the left comic.
That is a not-so-exact conversation I had with magicgirl24 while we were camping.
The first person is me, the next is my brother, then Faith, then my little sister (who's four XD)

Part two of my mini-series "Will Eduard Ever Get Laid?!"
Damn Raivis~♥

Some Kaliningrad stuff!
The comic on the left is an overly-exaggerated scene from my and france_b's story. It takes place during the time when Germany controlled part of France (WWII), but Francis is so out-of-control and rebellious that Ludwig is starting to lose it. But when Ivan shows up to be all fake-buddy-buddies with Ludwig, the German gets jealous of how well-behaved Liet is so he and Ivan decided to send Francis to Ivan's for some training. So far it's just been a txt RP but we're working out the kinks and making a historically-accurate time-line so we can write it as prose.
Yes it's Russia/Lithuania and France/Lithuania. Part two is America/Lithuania; and there IS Kaliningrad.

More from our stupid RP 8D ~~No I love it to death.~~
And a random Mattie ♥

Stuff from part two!
Spoiler alert: Alfred doesn't really love Liet, he just thinks the hero needs to have a hot wife and he doesn't want to share so they're going to get married! Meanwhile, Francis and Boris decide to go to Russia to try and fix Ivan's post-fall-of-the-USSR-crazy so Boris doesn't have to live with Alfred.

More nanny!France stuff and over-exaggerated comic-scenes! ♥

IVAN WEDDING-CRASHING! This hasn't happened in the RP yet, but pffff.

young Canada because, why not?

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Mon, 21 Sep 2009 02:23:47 GMT

My mom decided that two hours of computer per day are more than enough.

She thinks when my computer's gone I spend more time with the family and my friends, which is true, but does she really think it's because I want to? No. Even when I'm spending time with them I just sit and draw and txt. We don't really talk to each other, and when it's my friends we crowd around the TV or computer--for the most part ignoring each other.

She doesn't understand that I need the computer for my art. I need at least eight hours to do one picture and, yes, it's true I've been doing less coloring and more just sketching because I've had no time to just sit for hours and hours and hours on end. And when I'm not drawing I'm writing--I've got three role plays open and two ideas for stories I need to find time to write and I have to get my old hard-drive back so I can write my book--or I'm reading, helping others get better at it.
And you might think "Oh you can just read book-books!" No. I can't. They just suck so badly. I can spend two hours at Barnes and Noble and find maybe two decent looking books. On the computer I don't risk anything if I don't like a story, I just hit that left arrow and pick a different one. I could do the library, but most of those are really old books with very generic plots or simple-structures. For me to purchase a book it has to be soemthing like The Hitchhikers Guide. Now THAT is a book ~~series~~.

I figure what I'll do, when I get out of school at lunch, is I'll hop on the bus and go down to the coffee shop by Fox Theatre and brood. I don't have a computer at my dad's either and no one wants to spend time with me so what's the point in going there? I'll probably spend a lot of time down at the elementary school too. I wanted to go there tonight but right as I was sitting on my swing she called me and told me to come home and do the dishes.
God, I just. I fucking. It hurt, I need to swing, it's how I clear my head and keep reasonably sane. I have to be alone, I have to reflect. My parents just seem to be giving me one slap on the metaphorical face after another.

I can't really give any examples now because it's been my entire fucking life my dad's screwed me over and whenever my mom gets a new fiance she decides to be a huge UGH and I hate it.
Compared to a lot of kids--especially my step-siblings--I'm a good kid. I get good grades, I do my homework without being nagged, for the most part I do my chores without reminders, I do my own laundry AND my step-sister's without being asked, I clean my room without being told, the only reason I have them help me with anything is because I want some attention; ever since the third grade I've had to take care of myself and ever since the sixth I've known swinging for hours on end helps calm me down and re-bottle all my fucking ugh.

So here's how it J's: I have to be a good girl and do everything I'm supposed to, I'm supposed to do my monthly chores in order to get my TV and computer only whoops I'm going to change our deal so you DON'T REALLY get your computer because lol you have school and work and chores so therefore things that matter to you get cut by RULES instead of CIRCUMSTANCE.
Just like in school how the classes that matter to a child's SOUL, SELF-ESTEEM, AND SELF-IDENTITY get cut first.

The only reason my computer and I are so close is because it was all I had for two years. It and my art and god back then did I suck. Doing this to me is like telling her she can no longer drink. Telling my step-dad he can no longer watch UFC. Telling my dad he can no longer read. Telling my brother he can no longer cook or act.
She's not taking my computer away, she's taking my art--drawings and writings--away.

It hurts. I need it. I have mental-breakdowns and migraines when I can't be artsy.

Oh, and weekends too? That's ridiculous

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Mon, 14 Sep 2009 03:43:48 GMT

My family went RV-ing down in San Diego this weekend and I dragged magicgirl24 with us 8D
THIS POST IS GONNA INCLUDE THAT NONSENSE.

But before I get to that, I do this.
I had a really bad migraine on Friday. Surprisingly this distracted me long enough to make me feel better 8D i♥u Liet.

Some stupid things. The one with Lee palau_maggot inspired me to draw.

M'in love with the Baltics, in case you didn't know.

Time for camping nonsense!

magicgirl24 is a ho for PolLith, as I'm I 8D, so lots of PolLith!
Ah, and the GerFraLithRus right there: character line-up from my and france_b 's RP. 'Cept Estonia and Latvia. 'Cause I forgot them. Plus, I ran out of room...

Haha! Kaliningrad! See, no matter what I draw him!
The thing with Boris is he gets progressively more and more crazy as he grows older.
2-5: Regular little kid; likes to dress up and explore; misses his mother; Aunt Belarus takes care of Russia
6-8: Likes to look for things about Liet around the house; helps Belarus take care of Russia
9-12: Finally meets Liet; tries to break up Alfred and Liet; takes care of Russia by himself when he's there
13-16: Helps Russia kidnap Liet and is happy when Russia rapes Liet, thinking they're back together
17-20: Tries to get Russia to re-invade Liet whenever he marches troops through Lithuania to get to Kaliningrad
25-ever: have you ever seen the show Black Cat? You know how crazy Creed is for Train? Yeah, Boris' like that for Liet

RUN CYCLE! This was so much fun and took up way too much of my life.
France's outfit is wrong, I know.

Totally unfinished! Look, Kalin doesn't even have eyes!
Liet: What-what did you do to my son?!
Feliks: I like made him better!
undrawn Ivan: kolkolkol

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Doujin Fully Toned!

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 03:05:50 GMT

I just need a couple of people to view and critique!

Anyone want to~?

Oh: And I lazied out and didn't ink all the pages 8D That shit was gonna take too long and probably look worse. Based off the little I actually did, I think I made the right choice.

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Mon, 07 Sep 2009 00:54:05 GMT

Are you ready for more yelling?!

So I spent the night at magicgirl24 's house last night; why is it I'm my funniest there?
Ah well.
But to tide you guys over while the computer at my dad's house fails, have some DOODLES. Yea~
Oh, and did I mention another peep at my doujin?!

No explanation. Me and magicgirl24 were trying to do club stuff and...yea.
I'm easily distracted.

Kaliningrad is my muse right naow ♥ I can't not draw him.
And I couldn't help doing a cute cuddle pose.
As for France/Lithuania, totes can blame france_b for that one. We can explain tho!
1. Both France/World and World/Liet are cannon. According to the transitive property that makes FranceLiet cannon.
2. We have a hot RP going on, and if you have a hot RP going on, it's okay.
3. This picture made it okay.

Pffff. Ice cream ♥
More FranceLiet.

Am I the only one who wants Gilbo's babies? He's so crazy. ~~Austria wants his babies.~~
*frying pan'd*

neko_yaowang and I concluded that China and Liet would be BFF. they could have sleepovers and talk about how terrible Russia was ♥ Feliks, however, does not approve.

Will not finish. Hate Russia *stab*
~~And it's a shame, too, cause Bela came out good ;3;~~

Older!Kaliningrad~♥
All the pretty of Liet with all the manly of Russia. ~~And all the sparkles of Eduard Cullen~~
*shot*

I love that corner left picture so hard ♥
Oh, and that dancing maid!Liet was spawned from watching this video too many times.</div> NOW FOR DOUJIN PAGES.

page 5

pg6

pg7

pg8

Hopefully i can get a lot inked tomorrow.

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Моя Любовь ;3;

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 16:17:37 GMT

Okay so I finished Моя Любовь ch3pt2 only for OTL my internet doesn't work. (I'm on my step-mom's computer).
I don't know when it'll be working again--hopefully before this weekend's over--but when it is, expect an update.

Hn.
I want to buy my Liet cosplay ;;3;;

Doujin help!

Tue, 01 Sep 2009 21:24:35 GMT

Ohai gaiz! Welcome to my journal, you should recognize it by now (hmm, I'm thinking of changing the colors...)

So, the reason you're all here:
I have two questions and I have a request:

Questions:
1. How much would you pay for a doujin by me? I'm thinking of having it be a front/back cover, a generic disclaimer page, ten pages of manga, and then 6 or so pages of extra. Be that random, never-before seen, doodle vomit or guests pages (I'm leaning towards both.)
I'm starting to lean towards 9-10 dollars: more? less?

2. How do you bind and print the pages? Do you go to Kinko's or something and they do it? Do I have to buy something special? What kind of paper? I bet I can find all this myself, but if you know...

Request:
I need at least four people to do a one-page, black-and-white guest-comic or a one-page, black-and-white guest-picture. Any takers? It doesn't have to be Photoshop'd, just make it neat. If you want I can adjust the levels (for if your scanner murders it).
HarHar! Only one place left! Hurry up and email, my loves! ♥
All places are filled! Thank you to all my lovers!

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If you want to be a guest artist, follow these steps/rules:

Rules:
• Must be Hetalia-related. I would prefer it to be Lithuania or Russia or America or Kaliningrad (my Kaliningrad) centric.
• Must be PG-13 or lower; sorry, this isn't a porn-o.
• Image must have your signature (or LJ/DA username) and date in the lower right hand corner

Steps:
• Email me at knkramer@yahoo.com
• Title the email: Guest Artist
• Write me a message with this form and maybe some samples of your work:
Your name
Your LJ/DA username
An estimate of how long it will take to finish your image
Why you want to be a guest (optional)
Examples (optional)

Note: I will not discriminate based off art abilites ♥ I love all art. I will, however, discriminate based off reason. If you just want to be in the book for free publicity, then "no".
You will have at least two months to work, so no stress.

Guests:
1. magicgirl24
2. engelii
3. nozuki
4. france_b
5. d4nch

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doujin sneak peek

Sun, 30 Aug 2009 03:58:30 GMT

Fuck yeah! I was able to crank out four pages today!
Get a sneak peek ~~at the beta pages, I might make them better~~!
Also: I hate Photoshop.

right to left plz

Blegh, since I've been staring at them all for maybe six hours now, I see all the flaws and I hate them.

Now you can:
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Fri, 28 Aug 2009 22:33:25 GMT

An ordinary Allies meeting and me with a Liet plush ♥
~~'S my Liet...~~

I love farmer!Liet so hard, you guys.
The other images can not be explained.

IDK. PrussAusHun's relationships make my insides happy.
Oh, and the RussLith is from my RP, the first chapter of which has no end in sight.

This image just wouldn't get out of my head. Basically it's, idk, outside Liet's house. He comes out when he sees a fire burning up his crops, his flag, and my failed attempt to draw the Hill of Crosses. ~~You can totally brick me for it~~.
Um but yea.

A cute Kaliningrad, an icky Kaliningrad, a cute Kaliningrad, some Spain being Spain, and a key :U

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a short one-shot, a dump i missed, and kaliningrad

Sun, 23 Aug 2009 19:16:43 GMT

Again, sorry about the quality. Damn scanner and crappy paper OTL

Right to left I've been so busy just with school, I feel bad about not making my Kaliningrad doujin. Hopefully this makes up for it (or at least tides you over).
OHAI LOOK I CAN DRAW RIGHT NOW orz

A composite character sheet based off my,origami_panda ,pimpyuki , and pimpyuki's friend Mila's designs for him. I figure that since we have one for Mexico and North Korea, we need one for Kaliningrad. This is my canon, I'm not saying you HAVE to use it, it'd just be nice if the fandom has a consistent idea of him and since I feel I draw him the most, I get first say 8D

And lastly, something I missed in my dump yesterday. I have no idea how this got skipped... And I rotated this on Photobucket but LJ keeps makin' it vertical. It'll change eventually.

Hetalia Dump

Sun, 23 Aug 2009 02:06:34 GMT

Woo~ Sketch dump (again)!!
Also: Went to the Tar Pits today, will update with a srs-life post later.

I'm at my dad's house so forgive if the images a little light. This scanner is brighter than the one at my mom's.
Also, it scans SUPER big so I'll try to resize them unless they have txt you have to read :C

baby!Nations and some more attempts to draw.

FranceCanda because it's cute and an outfit for Poland ♥
Shut up, I'm trying to not draw just Liet D:
(Unless you want me to draw just Liet...)

I was listening to Weird Al's Horoscope Song and it got to Taurus and I started cracking up.
Oh Toris, we luv u ♥

I was at Faith's (magicgirl24 ) house molesting one of her pens. But it was a good pen and she didn't want me wasting all her ink so she took it and gave me a pencil halfway through Lovi's head.
Ludwig ilu and ur sexi hat ♥

Sry, still can't draw. Although, that PolLith hetro-life partner one is cute, may color that.
MARKERS~! (ugh, my scanner raped the color)
Note: As for Ivan and Liet's flags, I grey-scale the nation's flags and either stick them in the heads of the chibis or on their chests. Sadly (luckily?) Russia and Lithuania's flags, when grey-scaled, look the same XDD Same with France and Italy's

NAZI WHAT?!
Poland you fag, ilu.

OKAY. So I had thought Poland had been invaded by Germany in March or May, but Wiki said September so FUCK EVERYONE, idk.
My OTP has historical canon ♥: Lithuania has enjoyed most-favored-nation treatment with the

United States since December 1991. -History of U.S - Lithuanian Relations
EDIT: My AP techer was the one who said that Canda joke. He was reading a College essay and came to the part where the kid talks about something he did in Canada. It was too great not to steal.

idk? brother France?
moar naked in Hetalia plz

HIGHLIGHTERS~~~~
I've never read the Helen of Troy story but, c'mon, everyone fuckin' knows it.

Kaliningrad and moar brother France ♥

What's the Hetalia High School AU called again? Gokun Hetalia? Something like that.
I like the idea of Liet cheating on Russia with America, but it's no secret, really. Everyone knows and Ivan loves Liet too much to break up.
But, you know, Liet feels all bad 'n' stuff, but he really loves Alfred and Ivan's so abusive...

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Моя Любовь [ch3 pt1]

Sat, 22 Aug 2009 02:18:42 GMT

[ch1] • [ch2] • [ch3pt1]

Ugh, please excuse. My camera has to be re-set to high quality every time I restart and I didn't know that XD
Also, this is part 1 of 2 :U Kind'a just a short thing before we jump into living with Feliks.

The words I had heard had set it in my mind.

I did what it took with Ivan and I had managed to flip jobs with my brothers.

They did the sewing and the sectoral jobs while I did the cooking and cleaning.

And there was a lot of cleaning--

--but for such a large house--

--it was understandable.

But I was happy to do it. Even if the chores were tiring.

The cooking, though, was more of a pleasure. Being a farmer at heart, I liked to believe I understood the joys of food more than anyone else. Growing to save, saving to make, making to cook, and cooking to eat; this was how I had lived my life for countless years. So it came as no big task.

And now that the roles had been reversed, Eduard was no longer so hard on me. He thought I was finally "doing my job as a big brother," so to speak.

As we each fell into a our individual niche, the ice melted and the house became loud and jovial. Ivan was happy to have us and we were happy to be with him; between the four of us we all did what we could to make it a pleasant life.

And as the weeks turned into months and the months into years, I had to say, I got used to--if not even began to enjoy--Ivan's constant molesting of me.

It wasn't until many years later that the family we had come to form was about to end. I had known several days before I actually said anything, trying to figure out the right way to break it to Ivan.

I was in his room, as usual, making him another plate of drinks. I had never really approved of his drinking habits, but it was one of the few joys he had in life. "M-Mr. Braginski," I heard myself stutter. I took a deep breath to try and calm my nerves.

"I-I got a phone call from my boss a few days ago," I said, trying to act as nonchalant as I could.
"Is that so?" he chirped, looking at me waiting.

When I took too long collecting my thoughts, he clarified himself: "So what did he say?" He hesitated before deciding he was going to need a stiff drink now more than ever.

"That's the funny thing," I felt myself begin to shake, "he-he said I...we..." I swallowed. "M-Mr. Braginski, me and my brothers are independent."

"Independent?" he asked. Even through his smile I could see the anger. "Why is that, Liet? Do you not wish to be with me anymore?"
"N-No, sir!" I said. "It isn't that! I-it's just...my-my people...I AM a Nation too, sir."

"Well I know that, silly Liet! Otherwise it wouldn't work between us!" I could see his smile fading and I knew I was in trouble.

I turned from him as fast as I could. "I-I'm sorry sir," I said sadly. "I hope we'll see each other again one day."

"Da," I heard him say. "We will be together one day, I am sure..."
His words were hollow and they sent a chill down my spine.

I left the room as quickly as I could. I know I was being ridiculous, but I had a feeling that if my brothers and I stayed a moment longer Mr. Russia would change his mind and we would never be allowed to leave.

INSTEAD OF RANDOM TID-BITS:
FANSERVICE!

"What the hell did I do last night?!"

8D My Feliks Sim! I love those pants ♥ This is mostly F.S. for Faith-u (magicgirl24)

Moar F.S.!! Yes I actually have to build relationships outside the Story >:C Makes shit flow nicer.

And this concludes the FanService ladies and gentlemen, good night!

Woo~

Sun, 16 Aug 2009 23:35:28 GMT

So basically this is an entry to show Faith how her Friend's List will work ♥

Also: Happy Birthday Kitteh -w-

can i go sleep naow?

Fri, 14 Aug 2009 05:03:11 GMT

I saw a news article on "Yahoo News" the other day that said that Canada may have found an old America warplane. Didn't read the article, just made this stupid comic. America's reaction, was my reaction.

Today's classroom doodle. I come up with lots of doodle-ideas in American Government (wtf it's only day two xD)
Oh, and HRE's big ol' hat? I was drawing Chibitalia and my friend England (he gets so pissed when we talk about Hetalia because I purposely bring up UK as often as possible to screw with him) thought I was drawing HRE and i was all "No, Holy Roman Empire has a big ol' hat"

MOAR FAMILY GUY JOKES.
And a Liet.
ILU Liet.

My first day of school (yesterday) my Amer. Gov. teacher told us a story about how history repeats itself, namely, America trying to take oil from the middle east and us copying EXACTLY what France, England, and Russia did post WWI.
I was laughing so hard, I'm not even joking. I had both hands covering my mouth and England was all "What, what's so funny?!"
This was what was so funny.
(Evidentally Vietnam has a design, I just didn't know it when I drew this.)
(France is the only one with clothes for once!)

brb, coloring this.

One day I'll draw a decent looking Russia.
Trying to draw sunflowers; I think if you like Ivan you're obligated to also know how to draw sunflowers.

I forgot how to draw there for a second.

aruaruaruaru

Can we ra3p Liet moar plz, fandom?
Because I'm not going to stop until he either gets naked in the anime or gets molested (more) in the manga.

EDIT

I forgot some DA doodles:

http://ochone.deviantart.com/art/APH-My-Love-advert-132791214

http://ochone.deviantart.com/art/APH-Hetalia-Star-132934130

And that's it.

Disneyland

Mon, 10 Aug 2009 01:26:54 GMT

So on Friday my mom ditched work and me, her, and my brother all went to Disneyland, USA! (Alfred's greatest invention!)

We woke up around six and dicked around with getting ready and eating (and being on the computer) until 7:30. My mom had hoped to be there as soon as it opened (we could'a got "breakfast in the park" badges, baw), but she'd been busy trying to figure out which Credit Card had the most money in it. I ended up getting there around 8:30 (only a half hour late) and parking at 9.
Our first stop was Tomorrowland in which we rode the Astro Orbitor, Buzz Lightyear’s Astro Blasters, THE MONORAIL FUCK YEA AND ALSO THE RAILROAD, Finding Nemo Submarine Voyage, Space Mountain (TWICE MOTHERFUCKERS), and the Star Tours. So the only ones we missed were: Autopia, "Honey I shrunk the Audience", and Innoventions. The Starcade doesn't count because it isn't a ride >:C
And can I just say that the Nemo ride was sucky. I mean, yeah it was neat and graphics were kick-ass but it was just...God. It was like "Oh shi- I'm a bad dad I lost Nemo again! Plus, I'm not even the same voice actor and I'm trying too hard to get the same level of characterization into a five minute ride!" and it was just no. Only ride it if you really liked Finding Nemo. I mean REALLY liked it. My mom loves it and she even thought it was gay. So you have to like...idk beat off to it or something.

RODE: 4 | MISSED: 3

After that we went to Fantasyland and skipped A LOT there. We rode "it's a small world" because I'd never been on, Mad Tea Party, and we tried to go on the Matterhorn but it was broken (we ended up riding it later though).

RODE: 6 | MISSED: 14
(but does Fantasyland really count? those are the baby rides)

We only wanted to look at Toontown once we got there because, again, baby rides. We did end up going on the Gadget Go Coaster though. An hour wait for a 10 second ride. Excellent time management no jutsu.

RODE: 7 | MISSED: 15

We had a tough time figuring things out after that. I believe we ended up making a B-line for New Orleans though so I could finally get over my life-long fear of the Haunted Mansion. You see, when I was 2 my mom and dad thought it'd be a good idea to take me on it. You know that part at the end where the ride stops in the graveyard? Yeah, trauma plz. So ever since I've been too scared to look--always listening, which wasn't the smartest idea--and I finally watched the entire ride. It wasn't scary at all.
I will say, however, when the ride stopped at the end we stopped by the head-stone where that which/zombie/ghost keeps popping up and I started to have flashbacks and I cried a little. But otherwise I did okay XD;;
Obviously we also did the Pirates of the Caribbean ride. I mean, its fucking sacrilege not to, amirite?

RODE: 9 | MISSED: 15

Afterward we got a Fastpass ticket for Splash Mountain in Critter Country and returned to New Orleans. We tried to get a walk-in for the Blue Bayou Restaurant--because they weren't taking reservations--but they had stopped talking walk-ins too orz So we ended up going to eat at the French Market Restaurant (hai France, lol) and I made a hysterical comment about New Orleans being downtown Paris. My mom got French Onion Soup and a Black Chicken Caesar Salad, my brother got Pomme Frites and Ratatouille, and I got the house salad and the Ratatouille as well. All were excellent.
So we ate and then went back to Splash Mountain only OTLOTLOTL I thought it was for 7pm but really it was for 11pm. So we all said "FUCK THIS SHIT" and just got in line. It wasn't too bad a wait (I mean, time wise it took forever but it was one of those "time flies" things) except for a very...rude? Mexican family behind us. They had two seven year old sons, a maybe 6 year old son, and two pre-teen girls. The parents were not paying attention. The littlest son kept saying things like "suck my dick" and calling his sisters slut and whores and they just kept on like that. At one point the littlest son was being very rude and I kind'a looked at him and the elder sister got embarrassed and tried to keep him quiet. Didn't work.

RODE: 10 | MISSED: 17
(do the Canoes count, srsly?)

Then we went to Adventureland and, oh lordy was that a trip. First we dicked around in Tarzan's Treehouse, then we got in line for the Indiana Jones ride and were like "Oh okay, this doesn't look like it's going to take too long" but fucking ORZZZZZZZZ the ride broke down. This had happened to us once before so we said fuck-it and stayed in line. Half the line left, which was good for us, and it only took maybe a half hour for it to get fixed again. But then Disneyland decided to send us a huge middle finger after an hour of waiting and let all the Fastpass people go first even if they weren't in line. Like, they'd let waiting Fastpassers go in and then NOT LET ANYONE ELSE IN until some more Fastpassers showed up. It was bull shit.
So we ended up waiting another half an hour before our line moved 10 people then she stopped us right at the front and I got all pissed and she's like "have you been waiting long?" and I was like "two hours" all pouty and pissed and she's like "did you wait or come back" and I was all "waited" and then she let us in right quick. XD But while waiting (it was another like 5 minutes) everyone behind us was getting super mad and, since I was first in line, I turned around and was like "I so bet we could take her!" and someone shouted "What can they do if we just walk in?!" and my brother's like "Send us to Disneyland jail? Pfff" and someone in the back was like "Come on all ready" and I'm like "There's more of us than them, we could so over throw Disneyland if we wanted!" and she let us all on next XD
Then we went on the Jungle Cruise and that only took 3 minutes of waiting. Which was damn straight after the BS at Indi.

RODE: 12 | MISSED: 17

After that we went on over to Frontierland--we still had two and a half hours left before the park closed--and tried to get on Big Thunder Mountain Railroad, but it was shut down. So we went to the River Belle Terrace and had three cakes, three coffees, and we split a turkey sandwich. While in line for said sandwich I met a very nice mother-daughter team of supa Disneyland experts by the names of Wendy (mom) and Michelle (daughter). They lived in the area and had Deluxe Year-Long Park-Hoper Disneyland Passes (because they don't fuck around) and we talked about the differences between that and the less fashionable but cheaper (by only like 4 dollars or some BS) One Park Year-Long Regular Pass which my mom was thinking of getting. They certainly turned me on to it, but sadly I was alone in line so I had to relay their awesome in a less awesome form to my mother. I hope she got turned on to it too :C
After our snacky we went back to Frontierland and were able to ride the Railroad after all. We skipped the other rides there in favor of doing Space Mountain again.

RODE: 13 | MISSED: 17
(the others weren't "rides" per se)

While in line for Space Mnt, we were waiting along with a group-party of about 600 (idk how many were in line, but that's how many were at the park) from a Church. Some black kids sung about Jesus and I was so tired and suger-rushy I didn't give a fuck and I was dancing and clapping because god can black people sing about Jesus.
So we rode the ride and then waited an hour to get a shuttle back to our car. We left the park at 1am and got home at 2. All-in-all it was a fantastic day.

The Day's Stats:
• RODE: 13
• MISSED: 17 (really only 5)
• FIRST RIDE START: 9:30am
• LAST RIDE END: 12:10am

Моя Любовь [ch2]

Sun, 09 Aug 2009 17:55:58 GMT

[ch1] • [ch2] • [ch3pt1]

I hope the image quality is better ;o;

Although we had all hoped that the first impression from the day before had been false, my brothers soon found that it only got worse from there. They hadn't been up more than ten minutes before they were forced to begin with their chores.

However, I was set about doing Ivan's secretarial work. I supposed what with him wanting to get into my pants, he was trying to show how "nice" he was by taking it easy on me. But it was hard for me to concentrate know that my brother's were hard at work.
My hangover wasn't helping either.

I was so busy that morning, that I hadn't talked to my younger Baltics since dinner the previous night and it wasn't until I was setting the table for lunch--Ivan shooing me from my desk to go make him something to get the taste of day-old Vodka out of his mouth--that I saw Eduard.

He tried to go into the other room, but I didn't take the hint in time. "Hello Eduard!" I chirped, smiling warmly. "Are you hungry; lunch is ready."
I didn't notice that I was being iced until I timed how long it took for him to reply with a frigid: "Hello."

"What's with you?" I asked playfully. "You seem a lot more hostile than normal."

He looked over his shoulder at me, not stopping but certainly slowing his pace. "You got to bed awfully late last night."
I felt my face flush as the murky memory of the night before came back to me. "Mr. Braginski needed to talk to me," I mumbled.

He scoffed. "Talk to you? I didn't know 'talking' was what people did for three hours. In a bedroom. Until two in the morning. How stupid do you think I am?"

"We didn't do anything, Eduard!" I said a little more harshly than I wanted. "We had a-a few drinks, talked for a little bit. I'm not going to lie to you that he tried to kiss me, but I told him no and came right to bed." I had been hoping to keep that all a secret from the Estonian; not only because he was my little brother, but because he was so judgmental and--as much as I hated to admit it--I was too sensitive.

He finally stopped, the tone of his voice broke my heart and tore my pride. "If I had known we could sleep with other Nations to gain favor--to be treated better--I would have hopped on the streets years ago."
I looked away. He didn't have to say it, I knew he was calling me a slut. "We didn't do anything," I said again.

At that moment I was saved from any further embarrassment, Ivan walking through the door. "Good afternoon, Eduard," he chirped, smiling as always. "Liet," he nodded to me. I didn't have to look to see Estonia's eyes roll.

Even if the fight wasn't long--it was barely a fight at all--the words passed, the actions implied, and the meaning behind those alleged actions caused a rift between me and my fellow Baltics. Things that I would usually do that would bring my brothers joy, they now refused. They thought I was sleeping with Mr. Braginski in order to get out of doing the real work they were forced to do. They felt betrayed, and I didn't blame them.

The ache in my heart was too great at the loss of my siblings, I begged Ivan to give me a more challenging task like he said he would on our first day. The way he had spoke I thought that I would be swamped with work, not my brothers. After a few drinks, he let me fix some of his old clothes. And by some, he had meant an entire wardrobe.

It still took a couple of sleep-less days before either would talk to me again. Raivis being the first. "Hey Liet," he said quietly. He started to say something again, but stopped and just stood in the doorway.
"How've you been?" I asked, stifling a yawn.

"Good I guess," he said, looking around the room. "It's really cramped in here."
I chuckled softly. "Yeah, the room's too small for all the stuff I need."

Raivis went quiet, looking around, his eyes wide as always. Out of fear or wonder, it was hard to tell. I thought he had left until he said: "Some of this stuff looks really old." And then he was silent again.

When I finally got up to talk to him, to hug him, to grab my baby brother and let him know I cared, he was gone. I sighed sadly, my shoulders slumping.

I went to the middle-floor bathroom to let my hair down--feeling sorry for the man in the mirror even though I knew I shouldn't have--and sighed again. Just as I was starting to drown in self-pity the door opened revealing the man who had done this all.

"Liet!" he said just as cheery as ever, always excited to see me. "How's the work going? I must thank you for all your hard work!"

"It's no trouble, sir," I breathed, exhausted and part of me wishing to go sit back at my nice, comfortable desk.

"Is there something wrong, Liet? You don't seem yourself..."

"I'm just," I gave another heavy sigh, "just a little tired is all."

"I'm not working you too hard, am I?" he asked, leaning so close I had to lean away.
"Uh, n-no sir, I-I'm fine..."

"You could always take a vacation, you always work so hard-"
I couldn't even allow him to finish. "No!" I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "No, no thank you sir. I'll be alright."

"Maybe come up for drinks..." he trailed off playfully. "Maybe even--"
"No. Thank you sir." I said, flinching at the implications.
He laughed. "You are too cute, Liet."

"I-I should really get back to work..."

As I went back to my work room I passed by my shared bedroom. I heard Eduard and Raivis talking and I stopped to listen. I knew I shouldn't, but God I missed the elder's voice.

"It doesn't matter if he's our brother, Raivis! I told you to stay away from him!"

"How it should work and how he's making it work are two different things and I won't stand for it."
"But he isn't doing anything Eduard and he's trying really hard to make things nice again!"

"Look Latvia," I heard Estonia say, switching from the more intimate usage of Raivis' human name to the formal "real name" all Nations were forced to bare. "I know you care about Lithuania, but he doesn't care about us anymore. If he did he would be sleeping with Russia to get US off work, not to lessen it for himself."

I heard a soft, muffled sound which I took as a sigh, before Raivis responded with a "He does love us."
Eduard snorted loudly. "He doesn't love you, I do. If you keep trying to follow him then you'll end up being a selfish whore; just like him."

"Big brother is not a whore!" Raivis said, his voice raising. I felt what only could be described as shell-shock for Raivis was normally so quiet.

"I know you think he's doing bad things, but he's not! Just because Mr. Braginski likes him and doesn't give him hard work doesn't mean Liet's bad! I don't want you to say those mean things anymore, Eduard!"

"I know you don't think so, Raivis," the young Estonian said so quietly, so harshly, I had to press my ear against the door, "but I know he's bad. I won't let you become like him."

What Eduard said was the final straw. I feel I had lasted a long time, I didn't feel guilty about it. My country's empire had been destroyed, Feliks' and my Commonwealth had been destroyed, Russia had taken over, and now--NOW--my own darling brother hated me. His words were what pushed me over the edge. I couldn't take it anymore. I felt my knees give way and I fell to my bum, sobbing.

Random Tid-Bits:
• Still no scarf 8D And as to why Ivan's in a jogging outfit: he had been working out, duh. One of Liet's Turn-Ons is "fit" so Ivan needs to get some Body points XDDD
• Why is Eduard being such a dick, you ask? Because I figure that since Estonia is such an advanced country (they've been doing computers since the 50s, they're not fuckin around) I would think Eduard would be really up-tight and preachy. His way is the right way and all that. I mean, he only has a few lines in the entire story, most of them centering around the word "LATVIA~!!" but what I get from the ones he DOES have is that he, obvously, is overly-concerned for Raivis' well-being and that he tries to tell people how to be (scolding Ivan in the first episode).
(Fun Fact: The settlement of modern day Estonia began around 8500 BC, immediately after the Ice Age. - Wiki God you're old Estonia. Fortunatly he wasn't yet "Estonia" so he's still the baby-bro XD)
• The mirror in the bathroom while Ivan and Liet talked? What mirror? 8D;;

Моя Любовь [ch1]

Sun, 09 Aug 2009 02:25:50 GMT

I've been wanting to do some Hetalia Sims for a time now and I've made nearly half a dozen of each character trying to get them right. So I finally figured out what I wanted to do: A Baltic Simstory ♥
Hopefully it'll keep my interests long enough for me to go from their first days with Ivan to...idk, maybe the end of me and origami_panda's Kaliningrad fanfic? That would make this Generation One!

I'll figure out how to get higher-quality images for chapter two.

[ch1] • [ch2] • [ch3pt1]

"Well," I said, trying to make it sound more like an adventure than it actually was, "this is it." My brothers and I stood outside the manor, each trying to contain our fear.

Raivis looked up at me sceptically, I could see he was the most wary of us all. He had listened most intently to the stories told by other Nations of the horrors our new master had committed: that he was a monster.
I smiled sadly, trying to be strong for us all. I had listened too.

We weren't long waiting before the man emerged from the house, pulling me into a strong hug. "Toris Lorinatis," he declared proudly, "I am most happy you are here!"
I tried to keep my voice calm as I hesitantly returned the gesture. "I-it's very nice to see you, Mr. Braginski." I could feel my brothers' eyes on my back.

He led us into the house, our bags being dropped in the entry-way to be unpacked later. The man seemed nice enough to me, showing us the manor that displayed his wealth well, but I knew my brothers were still uneasy about the new employ.
As he spoke to me, his voice seemed strained and slightly slurred, as though he had already had too much to drink but was trying to desperately cover it up. Unlike Eduard and Raivis--who knew I would relay the message back to them--I listened as intently as I could, not only having to remember what the Russian words meant, but also to filter out the alcohol.

Even though the house was large, as was our room, I was concerned for our sharing it for in such cramped quarters we would surely kill each other. I knew better than to say anything, though: we would probably do no more in the room than sleep anyway. "Thank you, sir," I said, wanting to start on the right foot even if my Russian seemed just as shaky and slurred as the Nation's. "It's--" I couldn't find the word.

"Liet," he asked, waving me over, "may I ask you something?"
"Of course, sir," I replied.
He seemed over-eager for my attention and happy that he was getting it. I felt a chill run through me. "Are you good at many things?" he asked, leaning close.

"Um, I s-suppose so. I mean, my brothers and I did come to WORK for you, I know we'll all be able to finish any task you ask us to." Still he smiled at me, trying much too hard to be friendly. I wondered when the last time he had talked to another person was.

"Good," he said, "because I have many, many tasks I need completed! I had heard from Poland you were good at house-hold things so..." he trailed off.

The last words didn't sit right with me. Poland was not known for being very friendly with strangers and I wondered when on earth the two had met. "Wait, when--when did you talk to Feliks?" I asked immediately regretting it. The man was smiling, but I had a feeling that it was not entirely from delight.

"It doesn't matter," he insisted, leaning closer to me. "I have been alone for so very long, Liet, and my Boss does not give me all of the things I need. It is a long way into town..." his smile brightened. "So as Liet is now my friend, he shall finish these things for me promptly and completely, I am sure."

"I-I'm what?" I asked, feeling his urgency to have me agree with his statement. "S-sir I'm your territory," I stressed the word. "I'm willing to try to be your friend, but for the moment I am here to work and nothing more." I could see on his face he was not pleased with the answer; he waited for me to continue.

When I did not take back my words, he straightened up, looking at me with a threat dancing behind his eyes. Before he could say anything, I decided this would not end well for me. "Don't-don't get me wrong, sir! I-I like you a-a lot so far! You've taken me into your home a-and you're going to help my people," I hoped, despite what others said, "so I will try very hard to be friends with you, b-but we can't just jump straight to it!"

"Liet is Ivan's only friend," he said quietly. I had a feeling he was no longer talking to me. "Liet shall be my friend whether Liet wants to or not."

With that he turned and left. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, the cold fear I had felt while talking to the man had lessened as he left the room.

I hadn't noticed the sun had already set.
I turned to Estonia, sighing sadly. "Eduard," I breathed quietly.

"Look, Mr. Braginski..." I paused, trying to re-form my thought. "We're new here and I want things to go good. I want you and Raivis to promise to stay away from Mr. Braginski until we know more about him."

"What are you talking about?" Eduard asked. "We know all we need to know of him from Poland and the other Nations." Raivis nodded at my side. "I don't plan on saying two words to the man."

"Look, I know he seems odd-"
"Seems odd?! Liet the man's insane! He said so himself, you're his only 'friend' and you two are far from that!"

For some reason the words stung. I had known Ivan back when he was a small Nation, we had had a few fights but I still felt the need to defend him. "He isn't insane, Eduard!" I insisted.
"Oh please, I don't want to hear it!"

"Liet I know you--your my brother for God's sake--you're too forgiving, too understanding! I'd even say naive!"
"Hey!" I made to argue but he cut me off.
"No, listen to me Lithuania! He's going to end up hurting you--even his own sister was smart enough to know to leave. He's going to end up hurting you and I know, I KNOW, you'll just justify his actions with some bull-shit, psychoanalytic excuse!"

"We should start dinner before he decides to have us instead," Eduard said. I scoffed but agreed that it was getting about that time and that I was sure Mr. Braginski would appreciate the warm meal.

My brothers and I made short work of the cooking, having done it for most of our lives. After all, food was what made my country what it was--

--and the meal was ate in relative silence, save for the short bursts of dialect forced by Ivan. I could feel Raivis shaking from the other side of the table.

There was far too much tension during the after-meal cleaning than I felt was necessary. The room was heavy with the silence left over from our first meal in the new house; this silence more calm, more content somehow than the one before.

We had just gotten started when my head twitched upward. 'Now what' I thought, feeling annoyance tug at the back of my mind as I heard my name being shouted from upstairs. Our master had said after his meal that he was going to bed and I had assumed that meant we were all dismissed. I kicked myself, should have knowing better.

"I'll be right back," I said to Eduard, bidding the Estonian farewell. He only grunted in reply.

I climbed the stairs to the third and final floor of the manor, pushing the door open after being permitted entrance. "Yes Mr. Braginski?"

I saw him smiling, laying contently on his plush bed. His room was filled with different types of alcohol--mostly Vodka, I noticed--along with his own bar. My earlier speculations were now confirmed.

He motioned lazily to the bar, indicating the drinks there. "Do you drink, Liet?" he asked.

I told him that I did not, but thanked him for the offer.

He smiled, getting up from the bed. "In my place, everyone drinks," he told me. "Don't you want to fit in?" I felt the same nervousness from our first conversation creeping up on me again.

He moved me to the bar and a panic alarm was ringing in my ear. "Drink," he said again, his voice still welcoming and hopeful.
"No, no, sir," I insisted, "I thank you, but I couldn't!"

"I won't hear it!" Ivan said, his mood changing suddenly. I was silent, frozen with terror. Poland's stories ran through my mind, all the words sounding off in rapid-fire.

As I could no longer refuse, I finally gave in and joined the younger Nation in a drink.

It burnt. It was horrible, horrible burn. I held back a flinch as best I could, Ivan smiling all the while.

"Very good," he breathed quietly, pleased once more. "Now that wasn't so bad, da?"

As we drank I could feel my mind starting to go fuzzy. I had only had a drink once before when Feliks had pressed a bottle to my lips and forced me to swallow. I had not liked it. But as this was not a situation which I could just scream and fight and pitch a fit, I had no choice but to drink myself silly. And I was sicked to find Ivan seemed increasingly pleased.

The night wore on and I found myself talking in a way I normally wouldn't have, silly and fuzzy and all over the place about things I either had no interest in or knew nothing about. All the while Ivan smiled and nodded, only adding when he felt I was sobering up.

I had barely finished my first glass when Ivan came closer to me than he had all day--excluding the first welcoming hug. "You're very pretty, Liet, you know," he said, his voice husky. I could feel his breath butterfly across my neck.
Fortunately for me, I wasn't THAT drunk. "Mr. Braginski," I heard my self giggle out shyly, "please, I-I..." I couldn't find any real argument, so I simply giggled again.

"You are though, Liet," he said sadly, backing off his advances on me. Part of me was sad he wasn't trying harder. I flushed, blaming it on the alcohol.

"We have known each other for years," he continued, more to himself than to me. "I have wished for you to be in my house since I was young."

"But one day I will make Liet feel this way for me, and I will be happy." I stared at him, sensing the hurt in his cheerful voice, seeing the loneliness in his eyes.

"I should probably get to bed, Mr. Braginski," I said quietly, turning away from the man.
"Da," he said, trying to keep his voice happy, "it is late. I will see you tomorrow, Liet."

Random Tid-Bits:
• Yes my Liet Sim did actually get drunk after only one drink.
• Before I started this chapter, my Ivan Sim had had about 12 drinks. He was very tipsy. I think he even had one more while the Baltics were making dinner. There was a platter of drinks (the ones he and Ivan pollished off in this chapter) that appeared magically with one missing, hmm...
• I have a scarf I want Ivan to wear, but the download links from the website wouldn't work. My friend Claire said she had the codes and would give them to me, but I haven't asked yet XD
• There's so much custom content in this house it's scary. You'll see a lot more in later chapters though. If you want to know what parts are download-able (and maybe even where to get them if I can remember) or what parts come from different expansion packs, just ask.
• I wish I had seasons so it could be snowing OTL

VITAL REGIONS~

Thu, 06 Aug 2009 19:50:53 GMT

Let's start with a WIP, shall we? I'm not going to finish it XD
I got this far, took a break, and then decided I didn't like it.

Okay two things:
1. In the first episode Russia looked so strange to me and I never knew why, then I went to draw this and i figured it out: HE ISN'T WEARING A SCARF OTL
2. After a month-long battle with the interwebs I FINALLY found Perverted Rapture in English. It was posted on the Community in Japanese, but that's USELESS to me. But I has it now and I is happy |3

fffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff

HRe~ <3
ohai sketch, where have I seen you before :U

I love Latvia, you guys ♥ It's just--I love all the Baltics. I really do. They're so cute and so much fun.
And that song Liet's singing, I've always liked it, but it just seems that much better when applied to Liet XD
Agree: Y/Y?

No Subject

Tue, 04 Aug 2009 18:15:20 GMT

Based off my idea for a scene in me and origami_pandas fanfic.
Yes Germany and Spain ARE having a drinking contest (but in the story Germany and America are.)

I was watching Family Guy (the episode where Joe needs $20,000 and they try to raise the money and one idea was a lemonade stand) and I saw it and was like "YES. YES. RUSSIA. OMG. YES." And then some Sealand and Latvia.
And then some Kaliningrad ♥

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