~Welcome to the World: A Hetalia RP~ {Accepting}

[puffins]

(Accepted.)
(Me homemade Denmark shirt. :3)

[Queen of Hell]

(Ohhhh Iggy has someone crushing on him!)

"I sound nothing like a child! France and Mexico started it!" American waved his arms around again.

"America is the one that sounds like a child. Mexico and I know how to speak without shouting." France crossed his arms.

[Queen of Hell]

(Wow I didn't read yours before mine sent xD look I said like the same thing)

[E'jira]

Scotland was quiet as she entered the room. She placed a jar next to Denmark. "Drink it." she said. It was a thick, pale green mixture, kinda like a mint smoothie. "It'll whip you to sober very quickly." she explained. Her ice blue eyes landed on Serbia and France. "Francis, stay away from Novis." she frowned, remembering the time when Francis took care of Nova Scotia, it hadn't been long since she had sent the child away. Half of her face was painted blue with warpaint, red hair was tied into a complex braid and she wore traditional war armor for her people. She had received odd looks on her way to the meeting, a throwing spear strapped to her back, an ax hanging from either hip. Her height of 6'0" added into the equation and she appeared a scary woman. Taking a seat at one end of the oval-ish table, she set her spear across her lap, avoiding hitting anyone. "Everyone sit down. We are not at war yet, but nothing stops us from such an event except the keepers of our land, our people."

Nova Scotia sat timidly in the corner of the room. The micro nations scared him a bit and the states were too loud for his taste. "I wish momma was here..." he muttered to himself.


{{Can Scotland conduct the meeting? Everyone one shall listen or get a Nessie to the head.}}

[Zaphod Riker]

"Back to our conversation... There are a couple states that would leave you, America. This is why my country doesn't have states. None can leave." Mexico says, leaning back on his chair. "One of them would be overjoyed to be part of France's country."

[~IshikawaPrefecture~]

[Thanks.
Lol, awesome!]
Ishikawa steps into the meeting room. "Konnichiwa, everyone. Am I late?"

[Queen of Hell]

"What are you talking about? My states are loyal to me!" America looked flabbergasted.

France raised an eyebrow. "Oh, really? And who would that be?"

[puffins]

"HEY NOW! Stop the argument and drink beer! Or you can get an axe to the head!" Denmark yelled at the three before taking his axe out. He blinked at Scotland before taking the drink. "A smoothie!" he said before drinking it. "ALRIGHT GUYS! WE NEED TO START! ME AND SCOTLAND RUN IT BECAUSE WE'RE BETTER THEN EVERYONE ELSE, UNDERSTAND?!" he yelled, clearly drunk. Greenland just facepalmed himself. "Idiot," he mumbled under his breath. Denmark looked at America. "Um, no, they aren't loyal. That's the reason we're here," he said matter-of-factly.

[E'jira]

{{Are France and America sitting next to each other? I've got an evil Scotland idea...}}

[~IshikawaPrefecture~]

Ishikawa blinked. "I guess I'm not late." she said before he walks over to a open seat and sits down.
[Lol.]