°•.-- do i know you? // hetalia semi-lit (Open!)

[..thunder..]

Gilbert Bielschmidt
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Tags:Open Country: Prussia Crush: Canada (forgotten) Group: Forgotten.
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Gilbert was rushing to get to work when he realized. I don't have work today. That alarm was just to make sure I turned in my paycheck at the bank. He took a look at his watch and-sure enough-it was 10:00 am in the morning. He would be late to work by about 4 hours if he had any today. Dumbstruck by his own stupidity, he decided to blame it on the recent stress. Taking a nice walk in the park would soothe my stress. He thought, remembering the difficult times where he just wanted to quit and visit a friend only to remember that he had forgotten them all.

Gilbert hoped somebody would recognize him, like his family or something, but no dice. He had gotten back the ancestors papers only to see that he had no known relations whatsoever, and that he was simply a Prussian. The albino had almost turned to the nearest bar, but decided against it. I probably was never much of a drinker anyway. He had thought. Still lost in his thoughts and recent memories, he collapsed on a park bench so he wouldn't bump into a pole again.

Sorry it was so long! I have only two modes: short, or overly long!))

[Paul Stamets]

|| Anri Maes | Belgium ||
|| {forgotten} ||
|| location;; | local park ||
|| status;; | excited, hungry ||
|| tags;; | Lukas/Norway ||

Anri nodded in excitement, her mousy-blonde curls bobbing with the movement. "Yes please! I have no clue where anything is here." she explained, smiling sheepishly. She let her gaze trail off towards the lake once more, taking in the beautiful sight before standing up and brushing herself off daintily. Smiling, Anri offered her hand to Lukas, as if to say 'we're going now'. She was hungry, and she wanted food as soon as possible, but she wasn't going to be rude about it. It wasn't how she was brought up! Well, that's what she thought, anyway. Anri wasn't sure about anything these days.

Lukas Bondevik
Location; Local Park
Mood; Happy
Tags; Anri/Belgium

((Sorry guys idk what happened I never realized it was my turn to reply to anything??))
Lukas's smile remained as he closed his notebook and returned it to his bag. He took Anri's hand and stood up, doing the same as she had, brushing himself off. "Let's go then." He said to her as he started walking down the path towards the place he knew. "If you haven't been here long, what caused you to move here? Anything in particular?" He asked her. He wasn't the greatest conversationalist, but he had to at least make somewhat of an effort, didn't he?

Country;; Spain
Name;; Antonio Carriedo
Tagging;; Veneziano/North Italy

He chuckles lightly, leaning back in his seat. "Ah, Muy bueno." he said with a soft smile. He sighed a little, his smile turning into a bit of a grimace. "I haven't been doing much besides work...I've been so busy." He said with a weak, somewhat tired laugh. These days, the Spaniard didn't get as much sleep as he once did, because of all the work hes doing, he doesn't have the opportunity to take siestas anymore. "Lo siento Veneziano, life for me hasn't been to 'exciting'....So. Has anything exciting happened with you?" he asked, hoping to hear that the other was at least enjoying life a bit more than he was.

Italy Veneziano
Location; Wandering his neighboorhood
Mood; Casual

Veneziano frowned. "You need to get more sleep Antonio! I'm worried about you! Not sleeping is really bad for people you know. Ludwig read up on this study about it a while ago! I didn't listen a lot but he sure made it sound important. Which means sleep is good! Although I guess we don't need as much sleep as humans do. Hmmm. But it's all the same! You work too much. Oh, myself? Well, uhm, there's a lot more paperwork! So I have a lot to keep myself busy with, hehe." His laughter sounded almost forced, so he quickly had to change the subject. No use having others worrying after him. They had themselves to take care of! "I'm definitely taking you out tonight Spagna! You sound like you need it."

[cherubim]

|| Matthew Williams | Canada ||
|| {remembering} ||
|| location;; | pathway ||
|| status;; | content ||
|| tags;; | - ||

Sighing, Matthew finished his cup of coffee, and folded the top corner of the page he was at, as a makeshift bookmark. Slowly standing, he made his way over to the glass doors, thanking the waitress gingerly for his beverage, and set off his way, towards and unknown place. The lack of people around the area soothed the man's nerves, as he rounded the corner, and say the array of shops, tightly packed in together. It brought a smile to his face, as the cosiness of the whole city was rather comforting to him. It was as if there was nothing to fear here, and nothing bad ever happened. Though, Matthew swiftly brushed the naïve thought away, knowing that no town was like that. No matter how much he wanted it.

|| Anri Maes | Belgium ||
|| {forgotten} ||
|| location;; | local park ||
|| status;; | thoughtful ||
|| tags;; | Lukas/Norway ||

Her eyebrows knit together in thought, as she pondered Lukas' question. She couldn't say that she had no idea what she was doing here and why; it would make the Belgian look like a complete nutcase! Instead, she smiled sweetly, and responded in a small voice. "I loved this town for a long time. Though, I never really wanted to leave my parents. But, I'm older now, so I can handle being away from them, y'know?" she explained, trying to make up a decent lie on the spot. Hopefully, she sounded convincing enough, but Anri never knew with herself. It was so confusing, and she hated to lie to such a genuine, nice young man. Anri, contrary to her inner turmoil unfolding, kept smiling with such a cheery demeanor, and decided to turn the question onto Lukas. "What about you?" she asked, still smiling, if not faltering a little. "What brings you here?" Obviously starting to fall behind, Anri managed to catch up to her guide, briskly walking to meet up with the pale man.

[Paul Stamets]

((Sorry guys, probably can't reply much until winter break/ next term. Hard classes))

Lukas Bondevik
Location: Walking to diner
Mood: Happy
Tags: Anri/Belgium

Lukas nodded his head as she spoke. "I see." He had no reason to not believe her, although the idea just didn't sit right with him. Like the backstory didn't fit her. Not like he was one to talk. He couldn't remember anything from his past. When she asked the question to him, he shrugged his shoulders. "I've been here for as long as I can remember." He said. "Nothing very special. So you decided to move here because you thought you were old enough to leave your parents? Shouldn't that have happened a while ago?" He asked her, stopping as they came to an intersection and pushing the button for them to cross. The diner was just ahead of them across the street.

[Cdario]

Country;; America
Name;; Alfred Jones
Tagging;; Lovino/South Italy

The American playfully rolls his eyes, "Uh huh. Well, Im just happy I'll have some company." He nods, "Its not too far of a walk, so thats good." Alfred said with a smile, "What do you eat on your pizza huh? I like to get alot of things on my pizza.." America said, nearly drooling at the thought. "If you don't like much on your pizza I'll be happy to buy you your own." He said suddenly, not wanting to ruin the Italian's lunch. The american may be a bit of a glutton, but he was mindful of what other people liked, even if it meant it'd cost extra. He cocked an eyebrow, "Spanish coffee? I'll have to try that some time." He said thoughtfully, "What's it like? any different from American coffee?" he questioned, slipping his hands into his pockets as they began their walk to the pizza place.

Country;; Spain
Name;; Antonio Carriedo
Tagging;; Veneziano/ North Italy

Spain chuckles softly into the phone, "Veneziano no need to worry so much..Big brother Spain can handle himself." He said to try and reassure him. The spaniard stifled a yawn as he continued to listen to the italian's rambling, a small smile on his lips. "I see." Antonio said with a nod, although the Italian couldn't see it. "I just hope everything goes well with you, Italy." He said as the Italian forced a laugh, to the Spaniard, it sounded like the northern italian needed this as much as he did. "Its a plan then. Ill see you tonight Italy!"

[dorayaki]

L O V I N O
lovino vargas -- s. italy -- forgotten -- tags;; alfred

Lovino smiled lightly. "I'm not too picky with what's on it, I guess. Though I prefer some vegetables on there," he said with a shrug. At the questions on Spanich coffee, the Italian stifled a laugh. "Oh, well..Yeah, it's different. I was talking about a drink I like. It has alcohol in it," he explained, "and actual coffee. I like it better, though." He shrugged, lightly kicking at the ground as he walked. "Can't remember when I first had it though. I feel like I should." His gaze clouded in thought for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't know why I'm acting like it's important, though."

((GAHHHH i feel so bad for not being on and this poor rp is so abandoned //cri))

A R T H U R
arthur kirkland -- britain/england -- never forgot -- tags;; café folks

As Gilbert left, Arthur relaxed a moment and sighed. Matthew's exit only added to his bit of relief. Stress levels naturally high, the presence of them (and François still, of course) didn't help him in the slightest. With a dull peridot gaze, he looked around the café, torn between chatting with Sweden, daring to speak to France or remaining isolated from reality. Once realizing that keeping to himself was making him grow antsy and hurtling him towards a deep sadness from overwhelming thoughts, he shook his head and mentally debated over who was the better route for conversation.
Deciding for François at the moment, the Englishman now glanced over at him to think over what to say. The basis for his decision to speak to France was, of course, to check up to see if he remembers anything while seeming inconspicuous. This is more difficult than I expected...

H E R A C L E S
heracles kapusi -- greece -- remembering -- tags;; open

--pg 2