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Greivances.

prussianized — Sun, 15 Nov 2009 01:25:53 GMT

There are several things that are proving problematic for me as I occupy my brother's body. I will list them here, omitting some detail for the sake of keeping things as non-scarring as possible. In no particular order:

1. He has only one Oomph! album uploaded to his computer, and it is one I am not particularly fond of.

2. Every time I enter the bathroom or have to change clothes, I have to do so with my eyes closed. I shower and use the toilet with my eyes closed.

3. Because of #2, I have given my brother several stubbed toes, a bruised thigh, and a sore tailbone. The sore tailbone occurred when I fell in the shower.

4. Also because of #2, I have had to clean the bathroom more often than I would have liked.

5. Every time I hurt my brother's body, the shock of it makes me open my eyes and the things that I see cannot be erased from my brain no matter how many beers I drink.

6. The things that I see are not five meters, by the way. But I will not think about that.

7. Prussia's hair does not slick back easily. It seems set on rebelling against any kind of order or organization.

8. Italy is confused, as is Frederick. Neither of us are pleased about this.

9. I am concerned that my brother is not being quite as cautious as I am being about closing his eyes.

Otherwise, however... it is not that bad. Spain suggested that perhaps if we... hugged hard enough, we would switch back. I am doubtful of this and if I am to try, I will likely need to be inebriated. What do you say, Bruder?

Also, I apologize for the length of this entry.

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #13

prussianized — Thu, 24 Sep 2009 21:09:39 GMT

Today, I was bored so I did the comment stats for my awesome journal.

Top Commenters on prussianized's LiveJournal
(Of users in friends list)

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What the hell is with the small number of comments from ALL OF YOU? You've been slacking, you pansies! Friggin' disgraceful. Hell, a bunch of you have been so lacking with your commenting that some of you didn't even MAKE THE CUT!

Thus... since you guys suck so much at commenting, I'm calling for a spam post! Get to it, sissies! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #12

prussianized — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 19:03:49 GMT

We left Chick Island this morning, and we're heading south for now. Unless the goddamn weather acts up again. Friggin' snowstorms. And rainstorms. And hail.

Anyway, now that we're sailing again, England and I have been discussing the best strategy for some piracy. It's going to be awesome once we actually do it and stuff. After all, we have to be good influences on the girls and all.

P.S. Spain, you're a dumbass. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #11

prussianized — Wed, 09 Sep 2009 14:55:57 GMT

I don't want to even begin to wonder how the hell friggin' Lithuania ended up in my closet, but you can come collect him now, Russian bastard.

... nah, on second thought, I think we're gonna keep him. He's more useful than Francis.

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

P.S. In case you all have been wondering about the lack of my awesome presence lately, it's because I've been busy conquering Chick Island, aka The Best Island In The Entire Grand Line.

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #10

prussianized — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 15:03:45 GMT

Yesterday it was two hundred and twenty three years.

What the fuck...

prussianized — Sat, 15 Aug 2009 01:38:38 GMT

I don't know how the hell we got to this island—Arthur, did you change course in the middle of the night?—but... I DO NOT APPRECIATE BEING WATCHED IN THE SHOWER!

And no, Francis, you don't count.

...

I mean, I know you all want a piece of my awesome self, but geez, can't a guy get a little privacy around here??

...

...

WHO THE HELL ARE YOU PEOPLE AND WHY ARE YOU WATCHING ME SHOWER?!

And by people, I mean the crazy girl who's controlling me... NOT THAT I CAN BE CONTROLLED.

... are there more of you????

Dammit, I need a fucking a beer... or twenty.

* * *

Edit:

ATTENTION ALL INHABITANTS OF THIS ISLAND!

I, GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT THE PRUSSIAN EMPIRE, NOW CLAIM THIS ISLAND IN THE NAME OF PRUSSIA! HAHAHAHAHAHA! BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #9

prussianized — Sat, 25 Jul 2009 05:04:03 GMT

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

This is awesome! It seems that the enemy has let down their guard and I have successfully invaded their territory! This mission will be easy! Though they have some strange things in this hall...

HAHAHAHAHAHA! Hail me! Bow down to me! I am the greatest, most awesome—

... wait, where am I? THIS ISN'T THE MASURIAN LAKELAND!

HUNGARY!? GODDAMMIT! IS THIS YOUR DOING?!

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #8

prussianized — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 03:51:32 GMT

The most awesome package ever came for awesome me yesterday.

SAY HELLO TO ROSALIND.

Rosalind is a four-string Rickenbacker bass guitar made of solid maple wood with a rosewood fingerboard. She weighs in at 4.1 kg, is 113.8 cm long and has 20 frets. And she's all mine.

I know all you plebeians out there are jealous that I have such an amazing bass guitar and you don't! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Log Post: France, England, Prussia, America and Japan

prussianized — Thu, 18 Jun 2009 21:33:29 GMT

Who: France, England, Prussia, America, and Japan
What: Dinner time shenanigans.
When: Thursday evening.
Where: America's ship—primarily the kitchen and the dining room.
Why: What else were we going to do in the early hours of the morning? Sleep? Pfft, no way.
Notes: Rated NC-17 because England is a girl and France is a kid and there are alcoholic beverages involved which leads to sheer nation madness. Also, your characters did not see this.

France: *is on the kitchen counter, preparing the food* *is using a bench because... he's too short*

England: *walks into the galley and glares at the back of France's head before heading towards the fridge*

Prussia: *wanders in from the other entrance, having just finished his work down in the storage area, and he raises an eyebrow at both of them* What is this? A party?

France: *feels England's glare on the back of his head and cringes a bit* *glances over at Prussia when he walks in, smiling* A-ah! I'm cooking dinner!

America: [was in his room, chilling] [suddenly smells the food] [so leaves it to walk over to the kitchen in a VERY HEROIC MANNER]

England: *is not excited about this for some reason*

Prussia: *moves over to inspect France's work* Hm, least you're good for one thing 'cause I'm hungry. *turns and sees America walk in, making a face* ...

Japan: *wandering around, wondering where everyone is and ending up near the kitchen* *peeking his head in a bit, not wanting to interrupt whatever is going on*

France: *will take that as a compliment, smiling at him*

Prussia: *does not smile back* Christ, what is this? A DINNER PARTY?

England: *glares at America* No one invited you.

France: *beams* It could be!

France: America is welcome too!

England: *turns to France* WHAT?!

America: [ignores] So? This is MY ship! [leans over France shoulder] What are you making? Hamburgers?

France: Uhm,... making what?

England: *notices a familiar face behind the door frame and waves Japan in* What are you doing out there?

Japan: A-ah, I did not want to intrude..? *walks in a bit, looking at everyone*

France: *looks at the man too, not recognizing him*

America: Hamburgers? The best culinary idea EVER? [appalled he doesn't know about it]

England: You're not intruding. *turns to America again* IT ISN'T BURGERS!

Prussia: *snorts* Hamburgers are NOT the best culinary idea ever.

Prussia: Wurst are. *smirks*

France: Eeeh... It's just a french dish!

England: *sighs and rolls her eyes*

America: [snorts back] Wursts are a poor-man hot dog!

Japan: *possibly the only one interested!* What are you making? *moves over to France*

Prussia: They are not! Wursts came before the hot dog! *glares*

Prussia: So they're better.

America: [looks over again] Will it have meat?

America: Pft, Hot-Dogs are the IMPROVED version.

France: Uhm, it's chicken with wine. *smiles at Japan, trying to ignore the others' discussion too*

Prussia: They are NOT, you fool.

England: Aren't you a little too young to be drinking wine?

Japan: Ah, that sounds delicious. *smiles at him*

France: *looks over to England* But it's cooked. It doesn't have any alcohol.

Prussia: One is never too young to have alcohol. *glances at England*

America: [ignores Prussia since he clearly doesn't know shit] [turns to England] Hahaha, this is France we're talking about! He probably started drinking way earlier than this.

England: *sticks her tongue out at Prussia*

England: He tried giving ME wine when I was younger.

Prussia: *scowls at her* What the hell! *sticks his tongue back at her*

France: *Protests* But wine is good!!

Prussia: Oh, please. If you can handle it then why not drink it?

Prussia: Beer is significantly better than wine but it's still alcohol.

England: *ignores Gilbert*

Prussia: *does not appreciate this*

England: *too bad*

Japan: P-pay no mind to them, France-san. *ahaha what is going on*

France: Uhm... D'accord. *looks back at the man next to him and focuses his attention on the food*

Prussia: *huffs and grabs himself a beer from the fridge, opening it*

England: *wonders why France is looking at Japan funny before realizing that he hasn't met him yet* Oh, France, this is Japan.

Japan: Apologies for not properly introducing myself -- *bows a bit*

England: *can smell beer but refuses to have alcohol while in woman form*

France: Allo, Japan! *has no idea who he is*

America: [grabs a beer] [drinks it in front of England]

England: *SEES THIS!*

Prussia: *likes this idea and drinks his in front of England too!*

Japan: *totally okay with this* Do you need any help?

England: *glares at the both of them*

France: I think not, but thank you Japa-- *stops midway*

Prussia: *smirks at her*

France: Oh! I know now! You're the one on England's camera!!

America: [get your own thing prussia] [can't read the mood] It's so weird not seeing you drink, old man! [clearly the fact that he is a woman totally goes over his head]

Japan: Camera..? *tilts head*

France: Oui! The thing that takes pictures!

Prussia: *pfft, gtfo, America*

Japan: A-ah. really? *maybe blushing a bit*

England: *heard that* *turns to Japan, blushing* Ah-- well, you see, he didn't know what a camera was and-- ahahaha...

England: *turns to Alfred* I refuse to drink while I'm a woman.

Prussia: *gives England one of those "are you crazy looks?"* WHY?

France: They were very nice pictures, Japan. *smiles, ignoring the other conversation again because he didn't manage to figure out what beer is yet*

England: BECAUSE ALCOHOL TENDS TO MAKE YOU STUPID!

Japan: Th-thank you, France-san. *is pretty good at ignoring the others too*

England: *glares at France from behind Japan*

Prussia: I wouldn't talk. *takes another drink from his bottle*

America: [rolls eyes, laughing at him] Well I guess seeing you crying and drunk might be worst to look at if you are a girl.

France: *clings to Japan - scary England ;_;*

England: Oh do shut up.

Prussia: I think it'd be pretty fucking funny actually. *glances at America, smirking*

England: *YOU MAKE ME THIS WAY!*

England: *ignoring the two gitfaces now*

Japan: *eep! that's a surprise* S-something wrong?

England: Nothing's wrong. Right, France. *glare*

France: Non! It's a-alright. Uu-uhm... *is a bit scared*

America: [not his fault you're alcoholic, tyvm] Yeah, until he throws up on you. [turns to France now] Man, you should stay like this forever, it's nice to having to watch my vital regions around you.

France: *looks at America* Eh?

Japan: *feels bad for him, patting his head to try and comfort him*

France: One day I'll take everyone's vital regions!

England: *facepalm*

Japan: *suddenly less comfortable with the clinging*

Prussia: Uh, no. That's my job.

France: *come one, this IS France after all*

France: ...it is? You get more than me? *looks at Prussia, letting go of Japan*

Japan: *slight relief!!*

England: Stop lying to the kid, Gilbert.

Prussia: I am not lying to him, Arthur.

France: ...celaaaa! *laughs and chooses to turn his attention to the food instead of getting himself confused*

America: [walks over and pats head] Nah, don't listen to them. None of them are good at taking vital regions anymore. [smiles HEROICALLY]

Prussia: Like you were ever good at it EVER.

England: *snorts*

France: *stir stir*

France: *is the peaceful one for a change*

Japan: *would rather not contribute to this conversation, drifting back to watching France cook*

America: [cocky look] I don't NEED to take over other countries to be the BEST! [plus he could mention how good it did to you, Prussia, you not being a country and all]

England: Ego, Alfred. Ego...

Prussia: *really, really would prefer you didn't do that since he might get violent* Oh yeah? The BEST, huh? Then explain half the shit in the world going on today.

Prussia: If you're the best, wouldn't you be able to FIX all that?

France: *would rather NOT KNOW what's going on in the world today!!* *interrupts discussion*

France: Could you set the table? S-il vous plait?

America: [is starting to get annoyed] [glares at you doing a somewhat poor effort to be the GROWN UP HERE] Yo! I'll do it.

England: *looks at them expectantly after that order*

Prussia: *glares back at him before scowling once more* No, I'LL do it.

America: Too late! [is already heading for the cutlery]

France: *smiles* Fantastique. *had just the effect he wanted to!*

France: *goes back to the food*

Prussia: Tch, fine then! *goes and gets the plates*

England: *praises France for that one* *....in her mind*

Japan: Is there anything I could help with..? *feels bad*

France: Non, Japan. *smiles at him* You're just fine like this!

England: I agree.

America: [considering stealing some food before it's served, he's kinda hungry] You could help me with some glasses, yo!

England: He doesn't have to help you with anything.

England: He's a GUEST

Japan: Ah, very well-- *goes to try and find some*

England: *...way to make England sound like an ass*

England: *runs off to help Japan*

France: *Gets away from the stove to check out on the dessert*

England: They're over here.

Prussia: *setting the dining room table, grumbling*

America: [you know that icon i overuse? it's here] You're a guest, too, so what I say goes! [makes sure he hears that as he puts some forks and knifes down]

Japan: Thank you, England-san. *smiles, getting a few and moving to set them on the table*

England: *blush blush* N-No problem. *blocks America's voice out*

France: *goes back to the food, putting it on a serving plate with his hand* *yes, hand, cause that's how you got things done back in !*

America: [has done worse]

England: *is distracted*

Japan: *would not question other people's culture*

Prussia: *wants another beer*

France: *washes his hands and takes the food to the table*

France: Cela! I hope you like it!

England: *may be a woman but still feels the need to hold out Japan's chair for him*

America: [sits down to eat] [sneakily takes out a camera from his pocket and puts it on his lap, making sure he has good enough angles to take some candids of France and England]

France: *sits down on a random place*

Japan: *bows and thanks him, sitting down! feels slightly bad :B*

Prussia: *grabs another beer and sits down too*

England: *sits next to Japan* *is very content with this*

France: *there's no serving spoon because he thinks it's okay to help himself and eat with his hands*

France: *takes a piece of chicken and puts it in his plate*

England: *finally notices this hand thing of his and looses her appetite*

America: [starts eating while caaaarefully aiming the camera at England from underneath the table] [takes a picture - no flash!]

Prussia: *glances at France* Francis, there's this thing called a fork and a knife...

France: *glances over at Prussia, munching on his food* Hm?

England: *wonders if France washed his hands before he touched the rolls*

Prussia: It's sitting next to you. Use it.

France: Oh! I know these. *smiles* we just rarely use it.

Prussia: *recalls having this same talk with Germany once...*

France: *picks it up and uses them to eat now*

France: *uses them perfectly, which is probably weird for someone who WAS JUST EATING WITH HIS HANDS*

Prussia: *nods, popping open his beer and glancing down at the food before him*

England: *is to hungry to not eat* Someone please pass the rolls...

England: too*

America: [eating quite happily] [passes them to him, not really pausing the eating] Man, France, this is really good!

England: *takes them* Don't speak with your mouth full...

France: *beams at him* Merci!

England: *offers basket to Japan first*

Japan: *whispers a quick itadakimasu before taking a roll* Thank you. *smile!*

America: [>(] You're welcome! [takes this opportunity to snap a candid of France]

England: *once again ignore America* *instead fights down a blush and take a roll for herself*

Prussia: *takes a bite of the chicken, chewing it slowly* Hmm, s'alright. *glances at France*

France: *smiles back at him*

France: *drinks some of the wine*

America: [takes a candid] [clearly, a very fast eater]

Japan: *since France already has some wine, will now be pouring wine for America, Prussia, and England because... that's what Japanese people do apparently*

England: *pokes at her chicken questioningly*

France: *not-so-discreetly watches England*

Prussia: Just eat it, dumbass.

America: [was having some American beer] [since that's the one thing in this ship, tyvm] [looks at the wine, and shrugs] Thanks, Japan! [takes a sip]

England: *looks up at Gilbert* Don't call me a dumbass, gitface.

Japan: You are welcome, America-san. *ignoring the insult flinging!*

Prussia: *rolls his eyes and glances at Japan when he pours himself some wine* Thanks, Japan. *probably will not drink it,*

England: *watches as japan fills her glass* Thank you.

France: Do you like it, Japan? *wants to know if everyone likes his food... ;_;*

Japan: Ah-- yes! It is quite delicious. *smiles at him*

America: [leans back in his chair a bit, and takes a picture of Japan, while he is at it]

Japan: *what was that for-- he totally noticed that, you are not good at this at all B|*

England: *finally takes a bite of chicken, chewing it slowly*

Prussia: America, are you trying to remember this moment forever or something? *saw that too*

America: [as long as the main subjects don't, then that's totally cool] [quickly goes back to eating, wondering if he should have a hamburger for dessert.

France: *looks expectantly at England* *though he knows he's probably not gonna say anything*

England: Hm? *looks up at Alfred confused*

England: *doesn't!* *good job France*

America: [the camera has already disappeared within his jacket] I have no idea what you're talking about, dude. Maybe you should drink less.

France: *looks between them, a bit confused*

England: *rises an eyebrow at him before going back to his chicken*

Prussia: *snorts* Yeah, ALRIGHT. I'll keep that in mind. *drinks some more of his beer*

England: *takes another quick bite before mumbling something along the lines of "S'not bad..."*

France: *good enough for him!!*

England: >.>

France: *goes back to his own food and wine*

America: [done!] [goes to get some more] [while he is at it, takes another quick picture of England, using Hungary-like skills]

England: *doesn't notice because he's an idiot who's secretly trying not to enjoy his food as much as he is*

Japan: *just quietly eating, ignoring America's antics*

France: *you wouldn't be eating it if you didn't like it, England, and France KNOWS THIS HAHA*

France: Eh, America? *points to his lap* what's that?

America: What's what? [in his rush, he simply lets the camera slip into his sleeve] [so... it obviously shows]

Prussia: *totally kicking back and watching this all unfold with his beer*

France: That! *he points at his sleeve* I just saw it!

England: *looks up and inspects him*

America: [lets the camera slip further back] You're just imagining things! [CAN'T LET THOSE GOOD CANDIDS GO TO WASTE]

England: *lifts an eyebrow before giving him a kick under the table*

Japan: *laughing at him in his mind, what a terrible ninja*

America: Ow! [rubs his leg with his other hand] What the hell, that was totally unnecessary!

France: Ehh, but you just... *stares in confusion*

England: What are you hiding?

America: Absolutely nothing!! Do you have to be so suspicious?

England: You've got something, I know it. Now what is it?

France: *watches them curiously*

Prussia: He's got a camera. *smirks*

Japan: *cares more about this delicious food than what's going on*

England: *blinks* He's got a WHAT?!

America: [makes a face] Nobody asked YOU, Prussia. [finally brings out the damn thing, making sure it;s out of reach for everybody]

France: Oh! A picture-taker!!

England: *stands up and hold out her hand* Hand it over.

America: [snorts] Yeah, right! Why would I?

Prussia: *shrugs, giving America one of those triumphant faces*

France: Non! Let's take pictures! *smilesmile*

England: I'll take it if I have to.

America: [you're still not a country, Prussia]

Prussia: *stuff it, America*

America: What the hell, why? It's my camera! What's wrong with taking pictures on it? [starts to lean back, ready to book it if he needs to]

England: Did you take a picture of me?

America: [...]...No!

England: You bloody LIAR! *starts around the table for him*

France: *jumps a bit on his seat*

Prussia: *is laughing at you all now*

Japan: *is just going to look on in amusement*

America: What kind of trust is that?? [jumps back and puts a very healthy distance between the two of them] [makes sure to put the camera - which is actually Canada's btw - in his pants pocket while doing so]

England: *follows him around the table, tempted to just throw a knife at him* GIVE IT HERE!

France: *clings to Japan AGAIN*

America: You're being completely irrational! [eyes the exit, considering just making a run for his room and leaving the camera there] [of course, is also considering taking more pictures of England right now]

Japan: *feels sorry that France has to see this, patting him :<*

England: *grabs the basket of rolls as she runs by, flinging it's contents over her shoulder before chucking it at America with all her might* I SAID GIVE IT!

France: *starts sobbing WHY MUST THEY ALL FIGHT LIKE THIS*

Prussia: *hears France start sobbing, and he sighs* Why the hell are you crying?

America: [covers his face] [is oh, so deeply hurt by the basket, he might die even] Calm down! [but of course the brat in him can't take it anymore] [hand starts itching towards the camera, thinking an angry candid would look nice]

Japan: A-ah, France-san! *surprised by the crying and tries to be comforting*

France: *buries his face in Japan's shoulder*

England: *picks up her speed in attempts to catch up to him!*

America: Look! You're making France cry! [sly? Maybe! but those pictures were worth it] [points]

Japan: Er... *hugs him* Th-there is no need to cry, France-san-- this sort of thing happens often! *so not very reassuring*

France: *THAT DOESN'T MAKE HIM FEEL ANY BETTER*

Prussia: *moves over to France and Japan* Suck it up, Francis.

Japan: *SOB HE KNOWS;;*

Prussia: They're always like this.

France: *pouts slightly, looking up at Prussia*

England: *gives Gilbert a quick smack on the back of his head as she runs past* He MAKES me like this!

Prussia: *stares back at him, unamused*

Prussia: --Ow!

Prussia: *glares at Arthur*

America: [now that is completely uncalled for] YOU make yourself like this, you're overreacting! [his hand is on the camera and FIRST CHANCE HE GETS...!![

France: *shrieks -- SUCH VIOLENCE!!*

England: *just trying to keep up with America with her shorter legs ;__;* I TOLD YOU NOT TO TAKE PICTURES!

Japan: *jumps up a bit, spooked by the shriek*

Prussia: *almost jumps too* Stop screaming!

America: It's FOR THE FUTURE! [finally, snaps a quick picture and goes back to running] I took pictures of France, too!

France: *looks at America* You did??

France: Can I see them?

England: !!!! GODDAMMIT!

England: GET BACK HERE!

Japan: Ahh, maybe you should ask later... *watches them*

America: [waves at France] Sure! As soon as I get rid of this guy! [snaps a picture of Japan while he is at it]

England: O-OI!

France: Uhm... isn't it easier if she just lets him take nice pictures instead?

Japan: Well, I do not think she wants pictures of her like this to exist...

America: [answers from way, way away] He's kind of an ass!

England: *Japan's the only one who understands ;__;*

England: YOUR FACE IS AN ASS!

France: *well, that sounded just wrong*

France: *looks at japan* But this way she'll look mad in all the pictures he takes...

Prussia: *wanders back to his seat, still rubbing his head* *glances at France* Hey, what's for dessert?

Japan: I-it cannot be helped, I suppose. *weak laugh*

America: [runs by table] [takes picture of France] [probably some of Prussia's hair is in it] Better than having stubby, short legs!

England: THEY AREN'T STUBBY YOU WANK STAIN! *has to grab onto the table to steady herself as she switches direction to try and intercept him*

France: *tries to ignore both of them as he answers Prussia* I did one of those things America had laying around... Instant food, je pense...

France: lying around*

Prussia: *makes a face* Instant food?

Prussia: Like pudding or something? Jello? *snorts*

America: [pats France on the back as he passes by] Don't listen to him, he has no taste! I bet that tastes great! [eyes the exit, ready to bail for real now]

France: I'm not sure! It's brown, though.

Japan: Chocolate pudding, perhaps..?

Prussia: Brownies?

Prussia: *doesn't mind instant brownies*

France: Oui, that!

France: Brownies! *smiles*

Prussia: *grins* Awesome.

England: *reaches the door first*

England: *wants brownies too but THIS IS IMPORTANT*

France: *figures they're done with the food so he just starts taking the plates to the sink*

Japan: *helps him, since nobody else will*

England: *didn't get to finish ;__;*

America: [can't loose now he is SO CLOSE] [in a move only seen in the most extreme baseball games, he slides himself through the floor, rushing at AMAZING SPEED...only to lose it halfway through and hit England on the legs]

Prussia: *leans back in his chair, finishing up his beer and waiting on the brownies*

England: *looses her balance as he legs are kicked out from under her and she lands on top of him*

France: *jumps around at the sudden thud, to see both nations lying on the floor*

France: Are you alright?!

Prussia: *totally laughing at America and England right now*

America: [probably gets most of the pain here] [and gets some air knocked out of him ;o;] [shows a thumbs up at France anyway]

England: *is in pain but now America isn't going ANYWHERE*

England: HA!

England: Now give me that camera!

Japan: *puts plates and cutlery in the sinks, knowing full well the two of them are fine*

America: No! Get off! [can't bring himself to be too forceful on girl!England though] [so he just tries to slide himself away]

England: *grabs his wrists and tries to pry the camera OUT of his hand*

England: Not until you give it to me!

America: [kinda slides away but of course... the camera slips off his hands and falls on the ground with a crash] ...Oh, shit.

England: HA! *dives for it*

France: *stares at the for a bit, before turning around and going for the brownies instead*

Japan: *his soul cries a bit because that's not how you handle a camera, America...*

England: *yeah America*

America: Wait, I think it's broken!! [Canada is going to be so pissed] [reaches for it, too] [ps, this is all England's fault so why is he getting treated like this]

Prussia: *chowing down on some brownies as he watches England, America and the camera duke it out*

America: [reaches, finally as he grabs the camera...with the broken lense]

England: *trying to grab it first but her reach isn't as long as it used to be* If it is it's YOUR FAULT!

England: DAMN!

America: Oh, fuck! [starts looking around it, trying to see if there is any other damage] [...discretly takes the memory stick] Shit, I don't think it works anymore!

France: *grabs a brownie too, sitting next to Prussia*

England: *looks at it triumphantly, not thinking about the memory stick* Serves you right, you stupid wank.

Prussia: *glances at France, nodding a bit* Not bad. *shrugs* Needs milk or something.

Japan: *oh, is it brownie time? that's much better than watching those two. joins them!*

America: [actually upset] This was CANADA'S! Man, I promised to take care of it... [turns to England] This is all your fault!

Prussia: *grins a bit at Japan, sup*

England: *feels his stomach knot* ....C-Canada's?

Japan: *small nod of knowledgement* Please allow me. *goes to fetch a bottle of milk and some glasses!*

France: *takes a mental note on that, though he's probably not going to make brownies anytime soon*

America: [...shakes the camera a bit] [can feel pieces moving] [...grimaces]

Prussia: *would have gotten some, Japan...* *shrugs, letting him go get some*

England: *does too* Oh shit...

England: *slides over, trying to examine it as well*

Japan: *returns and pours them both a glass*

America: [finally gives him the camera, as there really is no point in him having it] You're buying him a new one.

Prussia: Thanks. *grabs his glass and guzzles it down*

France: *sips on his milk too, watching the other two like they're performing some sort of play*

England: You're the one who bloody dropped it!

Japan: *doing the same*

America: You were CHASING me and HOLDING MY HANDS OPEN! Come on, you can't blame this one on me!

Prussia: *snickers at England and America*

England: You were taking pictures of me when I told you not too!

America: That doesn't merit BREAKING things! What kind of childish reaction is THAT? [ngl, getting some pleasure from this situation]

England: *glares up* Where do you get off calling ME a child?!

France: *secretly thinks they're BOTH children*

England: *snatches the camera from him* Give it here, I'll bloody fix it if it takes me all night...

France: Uhm... the brownies are going to finish soon...

America: [shrugs, all cocky and shit] Just sayin'! [points at him] The camera would not be broken if you had reacted better! [suddenly distracted, walks over to the table and snags a brownie]

England: The camera wouldn't be broken if you hadn't brought it at ALL!

England: YOU'RE HELPING ME FIX THIS!

England: *stands up and waits for him to get up as well*

America: What? No! [is used to sending his stuff somewhere else to get it fixed] I'd rather just get him a new one! I mean, if you're too stingy for that, then go ahead and try to fix it, though. [makes a face and continues to eat]

England: *grabs the collar of his shirt and pulls him towards the door* Oh no, you aren't getting out of this one that easily...

America: [kinda chockes on his brownie as he is dragged out] What the hell! At least let me finish my food!! [and so, he is dragged - the memory stick safely hidden in one of his pockets]

Prussia: *glances at Japan* Japan, do you know what West is doing?

England: *shouts back at the door from the hallway* AND SAVE ME A BROWNIE!

France: *Goes save the rest of the brownies for England and America*

Japan: Ah... *thinks. that is a good question* I believe he is working on something. I have not seen much of him lately.

Prussia: *nods, putting down his empty milk glass* Figures. I'm gonna go look for him. Wanna come?

France: *starts washing the dishes*

Japan: I would not be opposed. Perhaps we could bring a brownie for him.

Prussia: *grins* Yeah, we could do that. Maybe it'll lure him away from whatever "work" he's doing.

Japan: That would be good-- I think he has been working too hard lately.

Prussia: *snorts, grabbing a plate with a few brownies* He's always working too hard. Come on, let's go. *stands, waiting for Japan*

England: *hates Gilbert from the other room*

Japan: *takes the bottle of milk and a clean glass!* Yes, let's. It will do Germany-san some good to take a break.

Prussia: *oh, Arthur, don't be jealous <3*

England: *stfu ;__;*

Prussia: That it will. Silly West, always working... *shakes his head and walks towards the exit*

France: *will only leave to his room when the kitchen is shiny and spotless*

Japan: *would have invited France along but he seems busy, so just following after Prussia now*

Prussia: *leads the way to find Germany--! which is obviously another adventure for some other time*

France: *is fine like this, mb*

England: *THE END*

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #7

prussianized — Tue, 09 Jun 2009 02:21:10 GMT

I tried something awesome with my hair today.

P.S. Hey, Elizaveta. Happy Birthday, you bitchy hag. ~~♥ ♥ ♥~~

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #6

prussianized — Thu, 28 May 2009 02:45:18 GMT

Alright! Listen up, you sissies! I'm bored as fuck right now so I'm gonna host a meme. It's one that never goes outta style so you all better comment and play along!

THE MARRY/FUCK/KILL MEME

I think most of you knows the rules but I'll repeat them anyway for those of you that live under a rock. Comment with your username, and then people will comment back to you with the names of three people. You decide which person you want to marry, fuck or kill.

Easy, right? GOOD. NOW GO!

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #5

prussianized — Thu, 21 May 2009 01:04:03 GMT

It's been awhile since I last posted even though I haven't really been very busy. I was actually sulking in my room for the majority of my absence, or I was intoxicated beyond belief. Throwing up all over the place sucks, kids.

However, Taylor Swift's music is kinda awesome and rather fun to sing along to. Frederick likes it as well.

... Oh yeah, and I'm outta beer again. Francis, if I suck your cock again, will you go get me some? That would be great.

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #4

prussianized — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 04:17:39 GMT

Look at what I bought today.

His name is Frederick and he is AWESOME. I know you're all jealous.

P.S. Arthur wants you all to know that he's sick in bed with some kind of gross disease—mononucleosis or some shit. And I want you all to know that he's been such a goddamn dick because of it.

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #3

prussianized — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 03:52:05 GMT

I saw Old Fritz's ghost.

AND IT WAS FREAKING AWESOME.

And you guys didn't. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

P.S. Arthur doesn't brush his teeth.

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #2

prussianized — Tue, 24 Mar 2009 01:26:41 GMT

It has been approximately one week since England, Turkey and I departed on our PIRATING JOURNEY OF AWESOMENESS, and so far... it has been pretty fucking boring.

Dammit all. Arthur, when is shit going to get interesting around here? I wanna pillage some villages and defile vital regions already!

Check List For Next Port
1. Booze
2. Q-Tips
3. Pepto Bismal
4. Sausages (How are we out already?)
5. Scones (Fuck you Arthur)
6. Captain Crunch Berries
7. Toilet Paper (TURKEY STOP FUCKING HOGGING ALL THE TOILET PAPER)
8. Condoms
9. More booze

Fuuuuuuck.

Edit: Happy now?

The Diary Of Awesome Me - Entry #1

prussianized — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 19:14:54 GMT

So, I've been kicking around this livejournal place for awhile, and I figured it was high time that I made my awesome entrance.

I'm Gilbert Weillschmidt, otherwise known as the THE GREAT PRUSSIAN EMPIRE. You all are allowed to call me just Prussia though since I'm that awesome.

And for the record, yes, I am that Prussia. I'm definitely not dead—I NEVER FUCKING DIED TO BEGIN WITH DAMMIT—because I HAVE COME BACK TO SEIZE SOME VITAL REGIONS out on the glorious open sea.

Right, that's it for now. I've gotta go finish working on Old Fritz's shrine.