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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 9:33 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 10:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 11:05 pm
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![User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show. User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.](https://graphics.gaiaonline.com/images/s.gif) "You think Russia is like big brother Arthur?" London asked thoughtfully. The small blonde city tried imagining Russia as a relative, but couldn't do it. "On an unrelated note," London said softly, "I don't like being ignored, America!" He reached for his quiver, pulled out an arrow, and shot it at America, aiming for the forehead. ((A/N England would have never let London play with sharp objects, so the tips of the arrows don't have a head, but instead are sanded down into rounded tips. Post, Karkat!))
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2012 11:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 6:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 8:39 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 19, 2012 9:31 pm
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Florida Ms. Abigail Jones
Abigail heard voices quite closeby, realizing that she wasn't, in fact, alone. She craned her neck back to see one vaguely familiar face, and then one she didn't recognize at all. The girl came over, smiling brightly, sticking her hand out for Florida to shake. Abi put on a small smile, putting her feet down and taking the girl's hand, shaking it gently. "I'm Abigail.. or Florida, whatever. It's nice to meet you." There was a sense of tiredness in her voice, as if she'd been up too late, but she plastered over it with an obviously forced smile.
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 10:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 21, 2012 10:30 am
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