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TEST DRIVE MEME



HOW IT WORKS:

► STEP 1 | Post a comment with a character that's not in HH as if they're already in the setting; alternative version, post character who is in HH. Scenarios if you need 'em!
► STEP 2 | Tag around and get a feel for your characters, whether you're just voice testing or planning to actually app them in!
► STEP 3 | Post this all over your plurk and get people to join in on this jolly good fun. Don't forget: it's mandatory.

copypasta as per usual

Comments

[ciao]

Oh well, I'm just kind of like that I guess... [ that's not a real apology italy, not even close. but he's holding out a flower, so...? ]

If you want, you can follow me home. I just live a few doors down~ I have some fresh pasta all cooked, and three different types of sauces. There's some potato and sausage dishes, and tiramisu as well as some sangria~

[ he's lost now, as if singing about these things happily as he commences walking ]

I'm Italy, what's your name? Where are you from? Don't worry about being disoriented at first, there's going to be a welcoming party to help out soon~

[quantum_suicide]

[How is that even an apology, he doesn't even understand. But this person is strange, though offering food, how is he going to turn down food? It'd be rude to do so and even more rude not to take the flower, even though his brow furrows as he looks at it. Such pleasantries are not what he's used to by any means and it... confuses him, to say the very least.

But he listens as he lists off the food, following after him with a bit of a bounce in his step.]

Aaah. Schrodinger and I am technically from Germany. If my accent didn't give it away. [He muses quietly, surprised that wasn't caught onto. But this person seemed a bit... airheaded, to say the least.] Welcoming party? I think I am far better off figuring it out for myself, no?

[ciao]

Eheh~ I didn't want to assume, right? Because I don't know what era you'd come from~ like you could be one of Germany's, or you could be Prussia's... I guess the accent is a little off for Austria... [ he's thinking about this for a moment before laughing ]

But parties are fun, right? There's plenty of free food and drinks from the businesses people opened up, and cute girls~ [ carefree, he's too care free! even if he is hidden all those flowers he seemed to know just the right walkway to go down. part of that might be because his yard was the only one entirely made up of flowers. ]

Isn't this house nice? I live here with Lithuania~ he just moved in recently, before that he was my neighbor, but I guess since his assigned daughter went home the lessor thought he would be lonely. [ reaching the doorstep he kind of just drops the marigolds and pulled up his keys, finally looking over to schro]

[quantum_suicide]

Prussia? No, no, Prussia has long since become part of Germany in my time. [A faint hint of a smile at that, though he's curious as to why this guy knows about Prussia of all things. It's kind of weird, but he's not going to outwardly question it quite yet. No reason to, it'd be rude to do anyway.]

I guess they are, we never had many... parties like that back home. Herr Major was never one for them unless there was good reason, after all. [Though he is interested in what a party would entail, never really having a chance to do such things or be that carefree.] War is not a time or place to be having parties, correct? [Which he was also curious about, if he knew his history then maybe he hadn't seen his uniform before. Which might be for the better, knowing the reputation his kind tended to have to people outside of Germany.]

... Lithuania? As in the country? [Okay, now that is weird.]

[ciao]

[ he certainly did notice the uniform after he had turned to schro, it caused him to fumble around for his keys a little more than usual--and yes, yes he did just run into the door because he forgot to turn the knob ]

Ah, well... Yes, I would imagine your major wouldn't really be all about parties. [ rubbing his nose, he finally opens the door before looking back at the other... he's just a boy right? certainly... ]

About that, it's like we're the physical manifestation of our homes. [ clearly this is something he's explained before, and didn't hesitate as he'd walked in ]

Please come in--but yeah, it's perfectly normal where we come from. We sort of represent the spirit and livelihood of our people--would you like to start off with some pasta? Do you prefer red or white sauce?