Bonjour, mon chere. Bienvenue au Royaume de Belgique Je m'appelle Emma Vermeulen, ou Belgique~ You are currently at the Capital of the European Union and NATO, along with being the home to Comic City. I would encourage you to enjoy some chocolate, waffles, and beer while you are here. Magic Anon Status:None
Relationship Status: Single
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I want to bring Belgium back! Does anyone want to rp with her?
I miss rping her, but is the hetalia rp fandom still alive? Im going to try to revamp this blog up in the morning and post a starter... but if any hetalia rpers are alive and would like to rp, hmu
*realises hes not listening to her and just drinking to his hearts content*
Well... If you can't beat them, join them! I'm not going to let you be the only one drunk here! You better cook me breakfast in the morning though! Maybe that can be PART of your payment back to me.
He nodded and went over to stand in the doorway, contemplating what to get as he listened. “Do you want liquor or something else?” He goes through a list in his head before continuing. “Coffee, tea, milk. Or we can have something to eat, too.”
“Hah. Like I said, I might have thought of you once or twice, if you’re lucky.” Leaning slightly on the doorframe now, his slight smirk fell at what she said about their brother. “He’ll work himself into the ground at this rate. Maybe it’s good for him, but I can’t help wondering if he’s alright with all of it.” The visible concern left him in an instant, though. along with the wave of a hand. “I bet he’s just been working and spending all of that extra cash on his fancy alcohol. The kid blows all of his money on expensive shit.”
"Some coffee sounds nice about now, and maybe we should save the liquor for later if you will allow me to stay." She raised an eyebrow as if daring him to attempt to kick her out. "We can also.... make something to eat together maybe?" The last part was said a little more hesitantly though. It had been a long time since they had done something as mundane as that together and she really missed it.
"I'm sure he would tell us or ask us for help if anything gets to be too much. You know how he is though, likes doing it all by himself." She laughed slightly tilting her head. "Let him get his expensive stuff and indulge himself, he doesn't have to be like us all the time."
Whoa! Slow down there or you’ll be drunk way before me. I don’t want to be the only one dealing with your drunk ass and not being able to get drunk myself.
Anyway, when you think of something then, tell me!
Whoa! Slow down there or you'll be drunk way before me. I don't want to be the only one dealing with your drunk ass and not being able to get drunk myself.
Anyway, when you think of something then, tell me!
"Darling?" Arthur chuckled, taking a step inside her home and looking around a bit. It had been a while since he last visited, "I’ve just come to see an old friend, how have you been? You look lovely as ever."
"Would you prefer me to not call you that?" She grinned at him as she closed the door behind him. "Well aren't you sweet! And you are as handsome as I remember, maybe more." Grabbing his arm she slowly lead him towards the sitting room. "I've been pretty good, taking some time off for myself right now. And you?"
That was a joke. And even if it wasn’t I’m not hungry so no worries.
-Maybe people come looking for the top quality food and excellent service that you can provide? I don’t know. I actually don’t think you’ve cooked for me before?
O-Oh! Well I’m sorry for assuming then. There’s just been too many people coming over and demanding I make them food….
*smiles* I haven’t? Well I’ll have to change that sometime. I usually don’t mind cooking…. it just annoys me when they come only for food and then leave.
Wha—Seriously? They come, they eat, then they just walk out the door like that? Now that’s just rude. I don’t care what the circumstances for that kind of shit is, it’s just plain rude.