Ik ben Nederland.

The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. Indie Selective roleplay blog for the personification of the Netherlands, penned by Mara. Please read rules before interacting. Face Claim is Dan Stevens.

[quotemadness]

There are times when I am convinced I am unfit for any human relationship.

Franz Kafka

[hechtheid]

"I got a new cat, and her first act as Princess of the Household was to knock a vase full of freshly picked tulips off of my dining table. Now all the animals are in full riot mode. Even the rabbit is being a punk."

[hechtheid]

"Hey, hey Wim--" Mathias is smiling as he leans over his friend's shoulder. "Long time no see. Where'd y'go, hmmmm?"

“Creating.” He looks up from his phone at his friend. “And hiring a couple accomplished baristas, but the creating is the important part. Art is life.”

[hechtheid]

kiwioverlord​:

[They’re looking him dead in the eye, holding a perfectly pink piggy bank above their head. The threat is real and it stands before him, unstoppable]

It’s about the satisfaction of the smash, bro. The smash.

Then spend a couple euro and buy a cheap vase from IKEA! Those deserve to be smashed, have you seen them? What did that poor piggy do to you, besides keep your money safe? Nothing. [ he stares back at them, squinting ] Don’t do it.

[hechtheid]

seekesotsibteadmist​:

[Saima hums in thought a little bit as they take it in.] I don’t think it feels circus-y but if you want to slowly over time adjust the color depending on how people respond to it, that seems find.

[They step to the counter and idly run their hand over it.]

It’s always very peculiar to cross that line from imagination to reality. Almost uncanny even - but it’s here. [A small smile directed his way.]

Oh sure, if I can get a coffee with some cream on the side, that would be good.

Excellent choice. I’ve got a blonde roast that is surprisingly much better than I thought it’d be. [ for too long he had been stuck on the same old dark roast. Decades, in fact. He really was quite bad about trying new things. ] Anyways, I don’t really think there will be much in the way of changing the colors in here with how colorful the mural is already. I suppose we’ll see. Feel free to explore, though. [ he’s measured out some beans and the grinder goes whirrrr ]

[hechtheid]

I know that you may be unaware, but someone needs to raise awareness to the fact that countless beautiful sculpted coinbanks get smashed every year and I have nominated myself for that position. This is violent and uncalled for. Most of those banks have plugs on the bottom to remove money! Is it the quickest way to access your funds? Hell no, but why would you destroy a perfectly good container for your money? [ why is this the hill he chose to die on? who knows! he doesn’t. ]

[hechtheid]

koninkrijkbelgie​:

[ snickers, giving his side a gentle jab ] You bet. Ya always do such a fantastic job painting. I’m sure if this is “mediocre” [ air quotes ], then inside must be absolutely marvelous. 

Anyone else seen it yet or am I just that lucky?

The mural? Hm.... a few people have seen it, but they were the people delivering the tables and equipment. So no one that really mattered. [ he shrugs and lets them in, turning off the alarm]

I don’t remember the last like. Three hours of painting this, if I’m being honest, but I like the way it turned out anyways. Perhaps now that everything’s done, I can break in one of these chairs and pop open something good to drink. [ the mural is very colorful, with a variety of different blooms and a cup that appears to be spilling coffee painted directly onto the brick ]

[fluffygif]

Painting Grapes

[hechtheid]

seekesotsibteadmist​:

[They give a small nod understanding how it would be a risk either way.]

As you wish.

[Saima follows behind him inside the building before taking a good look at the insides. The seating, tables, floral arrangements with brews and buds all seemed quite wonderful. The sheer amount of color and detail inspires a warm smile from them.]

It is pretty colorful. But I think it really works with all the color. Makes it a place that people would want to be in regularly.

[ Wim sighs and rubs the back of his head ] Honestly, it’s probably too much, but I’d have no idea where to even start if I was to try to reduce the color. It’s not just a coffee shop, but I’m worried it feels too.... circus-y.

[ he slides behind the counter and runs his fingers across some of the equipment ] It’s weird to see what I pictured in my head become reality like this. I’m an artist, so it shouldn’t feel so alien. But it does. Can I get you something to drink?

[hechtheid]

stillewijsheid​:

[ He nudges him gently and offers a small smile to his brother.] Wim, It looks great. You should be proud of yourself. I’m glad you finally got it. I know you’d been talking about this for awhile.

It all sounds so great when I say it out loud to other people, but in practice it’s gonna be a train wreck. I can feel it in my bones. [ perhaps his bones are not the most reliable thing to trust when it comes to things like this, but that is neither here nor there ] It better look great though, for the money I put into it and the time I spent painting it. At least they’ll say I went out with style.  [ he pauses, purses his lips, and then looks at his brother, lips still pursed ] ... You want some coffee? 

[hechtheid]

@koninkrijkbelgie

[ rests a hand on his shoulder ] Hmm. Maybe! Guess you'll find out soon huh.

Ever a font of confidence, aren’t you. [ this is not genuine in any sort of way. ] No, I’m pretty sure it was definitely a mistake, but at least I had fun painting the damn thing. The mural on the wall inside is - [ he does a lil chef’s kiss sort of gesture ] - exquisite.

[hechtheid]

seekesotsibteadmist​:

That’s totally understandable. But maybe getting more into doing what you’d like with this will help make it more worthwhile for you.

[At least that was potentially the plan here. ]

Oh, yeah. I’d love to see the inside.

Maybe.

[ he produces a large key ring ] Follow me. [ unlocking the door, he would normally hold it open for Saima, but instead he hustles over to the alarm and punches in his code ] Ta-Da. [ front portion of the building was dedicated to seating, with chic little tables for two and a few larger options. Along the left wall, there were shelves of different floral arrangements, all fresh and lovely- a large, L shaped counter preoccupied the back half of the store, with two signs: one said “Brews”, and seemed to hover over the drink prep area, and the other said “buds”. Behind that portion of counter there was a cooler with a variety of bouquets in vivid colors. A large flower mural adorned the right wall, clearly painted by the owner himself ]

It’s a lot more colorful than I was envisioning.

[ but it didn’t sound like he disliked that fact ]

[hechtheid]

seekesotsibteadmist​:

[Saima can’t help but smile, impressed that Wim had finally gone through with it.]

It looks wonderful, I’m super happy for you - even as scary as getting this set up must have been.

Spending a lot of money is always a nerve-wracking ordeal, and I’m still not sure I should’ve done it at all. [ it had hurt to see a good chunk of savings disappear, and he still hadn’t really recovered ] Wanna go inside? It still smells a bit like sawdust and wet paint, but it’s totally safe.

[hechtheid]

[ he stands outside a little hole-in-the-wall shop, fists on his hips as he peers up at the sign hanging there with a look of both accomplishment and fear on his face ] This was a horrible decision, but look how nice it looks.

[danmarks-styrke]

hechtheid​:

I’d sell your bike’s soul to satan for one corn chip. [ deadpans- really, how does he say things like this with a straight face ] I’m sure Bastian knows, and Emma probably does to but may tell herself I wouldn’t.

You leave my poor car out of this! [ for a moment, he looks outraged, but it’s clear he just playin’. ] She powers though her problems just for me and is the most dedicated being I’ve ever met in my life. [ clutches chest ] I thought about replacing her a few months ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

[ he tosses his phone at Mat’s head- don’t worry, it’s in a protective case, so his best friend’s head won’t damage it ] Look! [ there is a picture as a background, something Wim has clearly painted himself as it sports his signature- it’s a sign that says “The Daily Roast” and has a cute lil coffee cup on it ]   

Wimbo! Wimbo no!!! I thought we were best friends! [He’s pretend crying at the moment– he knows Willem is teasing.] Bastian kinda knows everything. It’s a little creepy. Stop teaching your kid brother weird things, it freaks me out.

Never. She’s nearly exploded like 50 times on us. I can’t let that go. She’s a danger to herself, to you, to me, that random doggo over there– [He makes a vague gesture at the dog behind them.] You should’ve replaced her. What if I buy you a nice and shiny new Volvo. Hmmmm?

[YELPS! Wimbo, why?!] Hey! I’m not tossing my electronic devices at your head– [No, his just has a huge crack across the screen he hasn’t bothered to get fixed yet. Although it keeps cutting his fingers.] Looking– [Mathias glances down at the screen and cocks his head to the side.] Did you buy a coffee shop, Willem?

[hechtheid]

Do I look like I would want a shiny new volvo? Please. [ Beat. ] If you do end up doing that though, I expect it to be like a holiday car commercial. Big ugly red bow and all. I'll even pretend to be as excited as those ladies usually get. A once in a lifetime opportunity.

[ he lounges as Mat looks at the picture ] I bought a building that'll BE a coffee shop. It's got a lot of renovations that need to happen before The Daily Roast is up and running, though. I promoted someone at the office to take more of my responsibilities so I can spend time working on it.

[hechtheid]

seekesotsibteadmist​: 

“Hm, I see. I mean I think when you have the purpose of knowing where you’re going and why exactly you’re going there.. it does take away whatever stress that may arise from getting lost. So I think there’s some benefits to that which should be considered. Gives you more time to actually focus on truly relaxing.”

“Don’t get me wrong, it was stressful at first- my Italian’s seen better years- but my trip gave me the time to relax and think out my problems. It’s just hard justifying spending money, but I can see your point there.” He hums, clasping his hands behind his head as he looks lost in thought. “Really puts things into perspective, being lost in Italy. I refused to use my phone to get me places.”

[hechtheid]

danmarks-styrke​:

I cannot believe, you, a Dutchman, would be willing to murder a bike. What will your little brother say? Your elder sister? Gods, Wimbo. What a terrible Dutchy you are. [He’s teasing– Wim is so, so fun to tease.]

It took you like, fifty years, to not own a weird run down bachelor pad. You still, I think, own that shitty car that’s nearly murdered us fifteen separate times. Basti told me he doesn’t even know how it runs, he thinks the powers of Jesus or whatever.   Oh??? What’s your plan? [Mathias also likes plans. And his curiosity is piqued.]

I’d sell your bike’s soul to satan for one corn chip. [ deadpans- really, how does he say things like this with a straight face ] I’m sure Bastian knows, and Emma probably does to but may tell herself I wouldn’t.

You leave my poor car out of this! [ for a moment, he looks outraged, but it’s clear he just playin’. ] She powers though her problems just for me and is the most dedicated being I’ve ever met in my life. [ clutches chest ] I thought about replacing her a few months ago, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it.

[ he tosses his phone at Mat’s head- don’t worry, it’s in a protective case, so his best friend’s head won’t damage it ] Look! [ there is a picture as a background, something Wim has clearly painted himself as it sports his signature- it’s a sign that says “The Daily Roast” and has a cute lil coffee cup on it ]